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Looking after Liz

I had just moved to a new area to live with my girlfriend. We’ve been dating several years now, so I have become a part of the entire family. All of my girlfriend’s nieces and nephews had even started calling me “uncle.”
One weekend my soon-to-be-brother and sister-in-law were leaving for the weekend to visit some friends out of town. They were taking their two boys with them, but their daughter had to stay home to help out with a school fundraiser. They didn’t want to leave her home alone for the weekend, and my girlfriend had to go away for a work conference, so they asked if I would stay at the house and watch Liz for them. We got along well, and I wanted to help them out, so of course I agreed.
They left bright and early Saturday morning and I made my way over to the house around noon. I walked in through the unlocked garage, as we always do, and entered the house. I yelled, “Hello, Liz, I’m here” but got no answer. I then noticed music blaring from her bedroom and realized that she had not heard me, so I decided to go announce my presence.
I walked down the hall, knocked on her door and opened it to say hi. As I opened the door, I saw Liz standing in her room wearing only her bra and panties. I stood there shell-shocked. Liz was 15-years-old, about 5’8” with light brown hair and brown eyes. While she wasn’t the skinniest girl in the world, she was nowhere near heavy, either. She had a nice athletic build that I loved with just a little bit of baby fat that reminded you she was still maturing. And as she began turning into a young woman, she was beginning to develop the same large breasts as her mother.
I stood there for a good 30 seconds, unable to move. I just looked her up-and-down in her matching pink underwear set. Finally, Liz opened her mouth and broke my trance saying, “Um, hi, Patrick. I see you are here now. Can I finish getting dressed so I can get to my fundraiser?”
“What? Um, oh yeah,” I stuttered in response. “Go right ahead. Sorry.” I looked her dead in the eye for the first time. Was I mistaken? Did I notice a little smile on her face? And did I see erect nipples through her bra? Was she enjoying this? I turned around, shut her door and left the room. I went into the living room and turned on the TV waiting on her to get ready.
Finally, she emerged from her room in a t-shirt and shorts and said she was ready to go like I hadn’t just walked in on her half-naked. I got up and drove her to her fundraiser, a car wash, and dropped her off.
“Ok, we’ll be done around 5. You should come back a little before that to get your car washed.”
I agreed and drove off to kill some time. As I went back to their house to grab some lunch and watch some TV, I couldn’t get the picture of Liz out of my head. I have seen her a thousand times, but this time had definitely turned me on as I thought of her standing there. I closed my eyes and my mind drifted to wondering what she would look like with those last two pieces of clothing removed … What was I doing? This girl was about to be my niece, how could I think of her that way? But she wasn’t related to me, so what’s the problem? Oh yeah, that she’s only 15 and I’m almost twice her age! But seeing her body had definitely turned me on and I couldn’t get her out of my mind!
Finally, it was time for me to go pick Liz back up. I was both excited to see her again and nervous for what I may think and the way she might react after she had thought more about what had happened earlier. I arrived to the car wash about 15 minutes before it ended to get my car washed. I heard Liz announce to the other girls that this was her soon-to-be-uncle and to make sure to do a good job. The girls all circled the car and began washing various sections of my car. They were all attractive girls and a few of the older ones were even wearing bikini tops. I was surely being tortured! Just then I saw Liz’s face in my windshield smiling at me. She began washing the window and as she reached out to get the middle, she rested her t-shirt against the car. Her shirt was wet now, and sticking to her breasts underneath it. I could make out the outline of the bra I had just seen a few hours ago through the fabric. She finished washing and again smiled at me. Was she enjoying teasing me?
The girls finished the wash and dried my car. I ended up being the last car of the day so, after a brief team meeting, Liz got into my car to head home. After a minute or so she started a conversation.
“Do you think my teammates are pretty, Uncle Patrick?”
Oh, was this a bad and dangerous conversation to have! “Well, yes, I guess they were pretty, though I really didn’t pay much attention,” I said, lying about the last part.
“I wish I were as pretty as some of those girls,” she continued.
I could tell she was a little dejected, so I thought I would help pick her spirits up. “You are a very pretty girl, Liz, and just as attractive as any one of those girls.”
“Do you really mean that?” she asked, with a hint of enthusiasm in her voice.
“Absolutely!” I countered. I find you very attractive!” Oh crap, I probably said too much. I glanced at her to gauge her reaction; she was smiling. We drove home the rest of the way in silence.
We got home and I practically ran to the kitchen to get a beer to calm my nerves. I heard Liz announce that she was going to get a shower. As I left the kitchen to return to the living room, Liz was walking to the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel wrapped just above her breasts. Again, she flashed a smile at me.
As she turned to enter the bathroom, I saw that the way the towel was positioned on her body, it didn’t fully cover her butt; the bottom of her cheeks were hanging out exposed! I felt my dick begin to harden at the sight. What was this girl trying to do to me?!
I choked on the gulp of beer I had just taken. Shaking my head in disbelief, I returned to the chair in the living room. As I turned on the TV, I noticed that the sound of the water in the shower sounded louder than normal, not at all muffled. I leaned back in the chair and looked down the hall. She had left the bathroom door open all the way. I couldn’t help myself anymore. I got up from my seat and walked down the hall. I stopped in front of the bathroom and looked in. The shower doors were frosted glass and I could see Liz’s silhouette.
Her head was leaned back pushing the excess water from her long hair as she wet the rest of her body. She reached for her body wash and began to soap herself. As her hands washed her breasts, my hand moved to my crotch and I began to rub myself through my shorts to the image in front of me. She continued massaging her small, but growing breasts, obviously enjoying the feeling. She then moved her hands down her stomach and continued to her legs, bending over to slowly wash every inch of her thighs and calves. I have always been a leg man, so I especially enjoyed this part. As she rose back up, she traced her legs and then began to wash her butt. Again, she took her time rubbing her globes before finally moving her hands to wash her vagina. I watched as she lifted one leg onto the edge of the tub and rubbed between her legs. Oh my God! I was watching this 15-year-old masturbate!
Her fingers began a steady rhythm on her clit as she moved her left hand to her breasts again and fondled herself. I could see her hands manipulating her breasts. She caressed them and then rubbed circles around her nipples before pinching them. T was harder to tell exactly how she was playing with her pussy, but it seemed like she rubbed her clit for awhile and then would plunge a finger into her depths.
After a few minutes, she reached for the detachable shower head, removed it, turned it to the steady, single stream setting, and aimed it right at her clit. I heard her begin to moan. Hearing her “oohs” and “aahs” set me over the edge. I hadn’t noticed how worked up I had gotten until I felt myself cum in my shorts! As I finished my orgasm, I heard Liz begin hers. I snapped back to reality and went to her parent’s room where I would be sleeping that night and changed my clothes. I hurried back to the living room and just as I sat back down I heard the water turn off and the shower door open.
“Perfect timing,” I whispered to myself as I took another long drink of my beer.
Liz came out to the living room and was still enjoying teasing me, it seemed. She was wearing a tight-fitting, white tank top, and I could see the blue bra she was wearing underneath it. She also had on very tight black cotton shorts that hugged every inch of skin they touched. But that happened to be very little skin as they just barely covered her butt; these shorts were obviously a year or two old and now too small for her.
She walked over to the DVD player and, bending at the waist only so that her legs were straight and her ass was sticking up in the air, put a movie in the player. She wiggled her hips slightly before standing up.
“I thought we could watch a movie together,” she stated as she left the room and went into the kitchen.
She returned with a glass of pop for herself and another beer for me. She handed me my drink and then did something I wasn’t expecting – she joined me in the oversized chair I was sitting in! I knew I should have told her to move, but I just couldn’t. She was half in the chair and half in my lap. She draped one leg in between mine. The only way to get comfortable in the position was for me to put my left arm around her and she leaned into me. We were pretty much cuddling at this point.
The movie began and she had chosen an old horror movie. Every so often she would shift in the chair to get comfortable. Each time she changed positions her leg would brush against my cock, which would cause it to stir a bit. I was so nervous that I was going to get hard! We continued watching the movie and eventually we got to the obligatory scene where the young boyfriend and girlfriend were making out in their bed, foreshadowing that they were going to have sex. As everyone knows, virgins stay alive in horror movies, young teens that have sex don’t. These two would be goners!
I looked at Liz and she was watching the scene very intently. She even licked her lips a bit. I took the opportunity to look her up and down again. Her legs were extended and spread on either side of my left leg. My head was slightly above her body and I could just barely see down her shirt and looked at the top of her developing cleavage. I definitely desired this girl. What was I thinking? I moved my right hand onto her right thigh and pulled her closer to me with my left hand. She responded by leaning into me and laying her head on my chest. Her outer right thigh was now lying directly on my crotch and my hand was now resting on her inner thigh. Every-so-often I would slightly stroke her thigh. She never flinched or stopped me.
The movie ended and Liz flipped in the chair lying across it so that her back was against one arm rest and her legs were dangling over the other. Her butt was resting firmly on my cock, and she seemed to know it as she moved on top of it several times. It felt so good. I could tell something was on her mind so I asked her what it was.
“Well, did you mean what you said in the car? About finding me attractive?” she asked.
“Of course I did. Why would I lie about that? You are developing into a very attractive young lady.”
“Well then why don’t the boys in my class seem to think that? They won’t even kiss me,” she responded.
“Because they are fools,” came my instinctual retort.
“Well, would you kiss me then?” she asked, with a sultry, yet innocent look in her eye. “I just want to know what its like. All of my friends have had their first kiss. I want mine, too.”
“I really shouldn’t do that, Liz.”
“Please? I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”
Her eyes were pleading with me. She moved so that she was sitting more upright. I just sat there, again frozen. I knew I shouldn’t kiss this girl, but I wanted to badly. Liz took the initiative and began to slowly move towards me. “I should move. I should stop this” kept running through my mind, but I just sat there, waiting for her. Her eyes closed. Our lips met. I sat there at first, not responding, but then my lips parted and I kissed her back.
We sat there like that for several minutes and continued to kiss softly. My desire for this girl was increasing and my self control had all but disappeared. I reached over with my right hand and cupped her butt cheek. I lifted her slightly and she took my lead and threw her left leg over my lap so that she was straddling me.
We were full-on making out now. I reached down and grabbed her butt in my hands. I squeezed her cheeks and then caressed them all over. She had quite a butt and I was enjoying fondling it. I let my hands slide down to her creamy thighs and stroked them all the way down to her calves and back up, again grabbing at her ass. She was quite a natural kisser and followed my lead very well. I opened my mouth and extended my tongue. She was caught off guard and wasn’t sure what to do at first, but she opened her mouth to let my invading tongue in. Our tongues intertwined and she caught on quickly.
Finally we broke off the kiss and came up for air. “How did I do?” she asked sincerely.
“Very nice! You’re a quick learner, Liz. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
“Never! I swear!” came her retort. She shifted gears quickly, asking, “Did you like seeing me in my underwear earlier?”
“Yes,” I admitted.
“What about in the shower? Did you like watching me masturbate?”
Crap! I didn’t think she knew I had watched her. “Yes,” I again admitted.
“Why did you leave so quickly?” she asked me.
“Because I was so excited watching you that I came in my shorts.”
She smiled in delight that she had caused such an effect. Seeing her braces was a gentle reminder of just how young this girl was.
“Do you want to see me naked?” she asked, pretty confident that she knew the answer.
I had lost all self-control. There was nothing that could happen now that I could say no to.
“Yes, I really want to see you naked,” I responded.
She reached for the bottom of her shirt and nervously pulled it over her head. For the second time of the day I was staring at Liz in her bra. She just looked at me, nervous that I wouldn’t like what I was seeing. To ease her fears, I reached around her and unfastened the clasp on her bra. She pulled it from her body and dropped it to the floor. Her perky little breasts were right in front of my face.
I reached for them and began to fondle her breasts. A gasp escaped her lips as for the first time in her young life, someone else was playing with her tits. She leaned in to kiss me again while I felt her up, this time being more aggressive. We kissed for awhile, but I needed to suck these breasts I was touching so I broke off the kiss again.
I moved my mouth slightly south and, looking up into her eyes as she looked down to watch what I was doing, I took her right breast into my mouth while leaving my right hand on her left breast. Her eyes closed, her head tilted back, and “Uuuuhhhhh” escaped her lips. I spent my time moving between each breast, alternating between light and powerful sucks. I made light circles around her areolas. I flicked her hardened nipples quickly with the tip of my tongue and finally bit down on her nipples, gently at first, but gradually increased the power. Each new sensation on her breasts brought a new sound of pleasure from the girl and she was now grinding her pelvis into my hard crotch.
I removed her breast from my mouth. “Stand up, I want to see the rest of you,” I told her. She practically jumped up and removed her shorts and then her panties. She had a light mound of hair on her pussy; not yet at the point in her life where she thought to shave, nor needed to. I had her turn around so I could see the butt that had been torturing me all day. Then I stood up and told her to sit back in the chair.
She sat in the chair and I moved her butt to the edge and told her to lay back. I picked up her legs, spread them, and placed them hanging over each arm of the chair as if they were stirrups. Starting at her right ankle, I ran my tongue across the length of her leg, stopping just before her bush. I then started at her left ankle and repeated the process. I then looked up at her face and saw her wanting eyes looking down at me. I moved in and took the first lick of her pussy as I stared into her eyes. They closed immediately and her mouth dropped open. “Oh, yes, that feels so good!” And it tasted so good too!
I began lapping hungrily at her pussy. It had been quite some time since I had gone down on anyone with hair on their pussy and I was finding that I enjoyed it. Her body was gushing fluid and I was licking it as fast as I could. Her sweet nectar tasted wonderful and I couldn’t get enough. I reached up and fondled her breasts while my tongue explored the lips of her pussy. “Oh, uuhhh, huuhhh, oooooohhhh, uh, uh, uh” kept pouring out of Liz’s mouth as fast as liquid poured from her vagina. I reached down and grabbed her ass and slightly spread her cheeks. I let my tongue drop a little lower and placed the middle of my tongue squarely on her asshole and pulled it all the way across her clit. I repeated this three times before placing my tongue right onto her brown hole and licked that exclusively. I always loved eating a girl’s ass, but too many girls thought it was “dirty” and wouldn’t let you do it to them. I was determined to make sure that Liz had no such hang ups and would do anything as long as it felt good.
“Do you like that?” I asked her. “Uh huh” was her only response so I went back to it and rimmed her for a few more minutes. I licked the hole more and it began to open up for me, but I wanted to bring her off so I moved back to her pussy and went to town on her clit. I put my left hand back on her right breast and teased and pinched her nipple. I then inserted my right middle finger into her soaked pussy and fingered her at the same pace that I licked her.
“Oh, oh, oh my, huh, uh, uh, ah, uh, yes, yes, yes, uuuuuhhhhhhh, I’m cuuuummmmiiinnnnggggg, uuuuuhhhhhhh!” I had never heard a sexier orgasm in my life and had never tasted a better pussy as she soaked my goatee.
I looked at her as she recovered from her orgasm. She finally opened her eyes and smiled at me again.
“Liz, have you ever seen a penis?” I asked her. She kept smiling and shook her head “no”. “Do you want to see mine?” This time her head nodded “yes”.
I helped her up from the chair and told her to lead me to her bedroom. I was now overcome by lust and had fully accepted the situation and how taboo it was. I was going to take this girl’s virginity and I wanted to do it on her childhood bed. She led me down the hall and I watched her ass sway the whole way there.
We entered the room and it definitely reminded me of her age and turned me on even more. Painted pink and decorated with posters of her favorite bands and teddy bears, I was overcome with desire. I told to sit on the edge of her bed. I stood in front of her and lifted off my shirt. I then pulled my shorts down bending over in front of her. As I stood up and stepped out of my shorts, Liz’s eyes opened wide. My hard cock, the first one she had ever seen, was right in front of her face.
“Touch it, Liz.” She tentatively reached her hand out and put her finger tips on the head of my cock. She then ran her small fingers under the shaft and finally gripped it. She gave me a few gentle tugs and then looked me in the eyes and asked, “Do you, um, want me … to … um … put it … in … my mouth?”
I nearly blasted my load in her face the second she finished the question, but luckily held out. Oh, yes, I wanted this girl to suck my dick! But not right now. It would take time to properly train her to give a blowjob and I wanted something else more.
“Not right now. Soon, definitely, but I want to do something else right now. Why don’t you lie down and spread your legs?”
She did as I asked and I climbed into her twin sized bed with her. I positioned myself in between her legs and supported my weight on my hands and knees. I leaned down and kissed her again. When we stopped the kiss, she looked at me with a devilish grin and asked, “Patrick, how old am I?”
“Um, 15,” I answered. Was she having doubts?
“And what do you want to do to this 15-year-old girl that is soon to be your niece?
“I want to fuck this sexy 15-year-old girl that is soon to be my niece,” I said.
“OK, I just wanted to hear you say it out loud and make sure you knew what you were about to do.” She smiled again. Evidently I wasn’t the only one getting excited by how taboo this act was!
“Liz,” I asked, “do you want me to fuck you?”
“Please fuck me, Uncle Patrick!”
I lined my prick up with her pussy and rubbed my head in her lips to lubricate it a little. “This might hurt a little, Liz. Let me know if you want me to stop or slow down.” She just shook her head “ok” and stared down at my penis that was about to penetrate her for the first time. I looked at her face and wanted to see the expression she made as I entered her.
I pushed forward and felt the head of my cock enter her. Her face contorted. “Ungh.” I asked if she was ok and if I should continue. “Uh huh.” I pulled back slightly and pushed forward again. Half my cock was in her. ”Uh.” I pulled back out and again moved my hips forward, thus time burying my cock deep inside of her teenage pussy. My pelvis was pressed against hers. “Oh, yes.”
I began pumping into her. I was taking my time, letting her get used to the size of the member inside of her. I leaned and put my weight on my right forearm as I continued thrusting into her. I leaned and kissed her briefly and then began to kiss and suck on her neck and collarbone while I fondled her right breast with my left hand. I pinched her nipple and she moaned her approval. She obviously enjoyed a little pain in her nipples so I twisted it slightly. She moaned again. I loved it!
I kept humping her and her soaking pussy kept me sliding easily. In and out. In and out.
“Fuck me, Uncle Patrick. It feels so good. Fuck me more!” she was screaming. I was loving it. She was tight and wet and too young and I loved every second of it.
“Fuck, your 15-year-old pussy feels so good on my cock, Liz. Oh, yes, I love fucking your teenage pussy!” I got even harder every time one of us said how old she was or that we would soon be related.
I reached over and grabbed her right leg and put it over my shoulder. I started pounding into her harder and faster. The sound of my pelvis and balls slapping into her echoed throughout the room; probably the entire house.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,” came the sound of her getting fucked. “Fuck me, Uncle Patrick. Fuck me! Fuck my teenage pussy!” This normally shy and reserved girl was definitely coming out of her shell in the bedroom.
I grabbed her ass and squeezed hard as I fucked her. She was moving her hands all over my arms, back, butt and legs, fully exploring a man’s body for the first time. I kept pistoning in and out of her. I slid my middle finger into the crack of her ass and began rubbing circles around her hole. “Ooohhhh” was her response.
“Want to do something that will make Uncle Patrick feel really good, Liz?” I asked.
“Uh huh” was all the response she could manage.
“Then rub me like I am rubbing you right now.”
I felt her hand move down my ass and a finger slid into my crack and found my hole. She began rubbing circles around my puckered hole. I was in heaven fucking this girl.
I kept fucking her. As I did, I used her pussy juices that were dripping into her ass crack as a lube and poked my finger into her ass a little bit. She followed suit using sweat as lube for me. I felt her finger insert into me down to her first knuckle. We both kept filling each other’s holes. I was slamming into her even harder. I was approaching my orgasm quickly.
“Fuck, yes, Liz, I’m going to cum. Fuck yes. Oh yes.”
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, fuck me, uh uh, uuuuhhhhh.” Liz had her second orgasm of the session, third of the day. I knew I should pull out, hell, I should have been wearing a condom the whole time, but I just had to cum inside this tight, young pussy. I couldn’t get myself to pull out of her. I pushed my finger as deep into Liz’s ass as I could. Not being able to reach any farther to penetrate my ass any deeper, I felt Liz poking me with a second finger that broke through. The extra penetration coupled with her pussy clamping down on my cock as her orgasm subsided was too much for me.
“Are you ready to feel your first load of cum shoot into your pussy?” I asked her.
“Fill up my 15-year-old pussy, Uncle Patrick!” she yelled back.
She really knew how to get to me! I gave a couple of last thrusts and then pushed myself deep inside of her and exploded. My first shot might have been the biggest one I have ever had. I shot 5 ropes of cum inside the teenager before just leaving it inside of her to finish dripping empty. I collapsed on top of her and gave her a deep kiss before finally withdrawing my flaccid penis and lying next to her.
“What did you think of losing your virginity?” I asked.
“When can we do it again?” she countered.
“In the morning. It’s late now, let’s get some sleep.”
I looked down and saw my semen slowly leaking out of her used teen pussy and fell asleep.

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Race to Pee

The first half or so of this story was written by my good friend SecretWetLife on ExperienceProject. My contributions were limited to details, but all writing credit goes to her. When the down and dirty starts, so does my writing.

Harry Potter and the Classroom Orgy

This is actually not the first Harry Potter story written by me and this is part of a seiries and I will post the ones befor e it as soon as I can (They are on a difrent computer). But uhh enjoy.

Seducing my Son:2

Last night was incredible. My husband and I had arranged for me to have a ‘talk’ with our normally shy son Evan about sex. Evan was skittish at first, but after I let him see me in my lingerie, and we looked at dirty pictures on his computer, he loosened up. We actually masturbated in front of each other, and he even ended up cumming on me.
My husband Don had been listening at the door the whole time, and as soon as I came out he practically attacked me. We spent half the night going at it like when we first met. I was so excited to put the next part of our plan in to action that it took me almost an hour to finally decide what to wear for my son that night.
I knocked at Evan’s door and went right in. He was at his computer, but this time he didn’t try to hide what he was looking at.
“What have you got there, honey?” I picked my way across his messy floor and looked over his shoulder. It was a ‘Mature Moms’ picture gallery with a number of women my age and older in various nude poses.
“I never realized older women could be so hot,” Evan told me excitedly. “But, after seeing you last night, I learned better.”
“You in the mood to learn some more?”
“Sure, Mom!”
I dropped my robe and let him get a good look at me. I had on a black garter belt with black stockings and heels. And that was all. Evan saw my naked breasts for the first time, and my shaved pussy was on full display. I turned around and let him have a glance at my bare ass.
“Not bad for an old lady, eh?”
“C’mon, Mom, you’re not that old. And you’re better than ‘not bad,’ you’re mad sexy!”
“Thanks, honey.” I gave him a long kiss on the lips. “I have a few things I want to discuss with you. Do you want to get naked with me, or would you rather keep your clothes on while we talk?”
He yanked his shirt off and dropped his shorts in a flash. My eyes were immediately drawn to his hard penis and plump balls. My pussy was already anticipating how my son’s cock would feel.
“Are we going to masturbate with each other again?” he asked hopefully.
“We’ll see. How about we start with you lying down on the bed this time?” I took a seat on his desk chair and watched him hop onto his bed and get comfortable. His erection reached up almost to his belly button. I crossed my legs and tried to focus my thoughts and remember the questions I had planned. I noticed him staring at my chest.
“Do you like my breasts?”
“They’re great, Mom. I never knew you had such long nipples. I like the way they’re poking out right now.”
My nipples were probably my favorite part of my body. It was nice to hear my son complimenting them. I resisted the urge to tweak them and show him how long they could get when fully aroused.
“I like looking at women’s breasts, too,” I told him. “It really turns me on.”
“You said last night that you looked at naked women in dirty magazines and masturbated when you were younger.”
“That’s right.”
“So, you get excited looking at women, even though you’re not a lesbian?” he asked, unsure but curious.
“Sure. I find both men and women sexually attractive. If you can keep a secret, I’ll tell you that I’ve had sex with women before.”
“Wow…does Dad know?”
“Your father and I don’t have any secrets.” I uncrossed my legs and let my son get a peek at my pussy, then crossed them the other way. “What about you? Do you ever get excited looking at men?”
“I don’t know…”
“It’s okay if you do.”
“I really like girls…a lot. So I don’t think I’m gay, probably, but sometimes I think about guys, or look at them on the computer.”
“What sorts of things do you think about?”
“I don’t know. Touching another guy’s penis, I guess.” He was having a real hard time admitting this stuff out loud. It took a lot of guts for him to be honest about this.
“I love the feeling of a penis in my hand. I like it even more in my mouth.” I licked my lips to emphasize my point.
“Really? I never actually pictured you sucking on a penis before.”
“It feels so good to have a man’s cock in your mouth. It’s a strange combination of softness and hardness all at the same time. The end is all smooth and squishy, and the shaft is firm. You slide your lips up and down it, and suck on him. You’re in total control.”
“You make it sound real nice.”
“Your father loves it when I suck his cock. He likes to cum in my mouth. His cum tastes so good I swallow every drop of it.”
“Gee, Mom, I would have never guessed you were so dirty. I always thought you and Dad were kind of old-fashioned.”
“When you’re behind closed doors with people you trust, you can be who you really are without worrying about being judged or made fun of. Accepting the people you love unconditionally is what true intimacy is all about. Does that make sense?”
“I think so. Like, I can tell you I want to try sucking a penis someday, and you won’t think less of me because of it.”
“That’s right, honey. In fact, I’m quite proud of you for saying so out loud.” I got up and climbed onto the bed next to my son. I pressed my body against his, but refrained from groping him just yet. “I have another personal question for you.”
“Ask me anything.”
“Are you still a virgin?”
“Yeah.” He sounded almost ashamed of himself. “I haven’t done anything at all with a girl, except kiss Colleen at a party once during spin-the-bottle. And that doesn’t even count, really.”
“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. We’re all different when it comes to sex. There’s no right way, or right time, that fits everyone.”
“Some of the guys think I’m weird because I haven’t done it yet.”
“You’re not weird, darling. Sex can be a scary and confusing thing when you’re young. That’s why I was thinking it might help if you could practice with me.”
“Like how?”
“Like…you could make love to me. Then it might be easier for you with girls your own age.” I touched my son’s penis, letting my fingertips glide up and down his pulsing hard-on.
“You want us to have sex? Like, real sex?”
“Only if you want to, honey. And if you wouldn’t be ashamed to lose your virginity to your own mother.” I wrapped my hand around his hard cock and squeezed. I know I wasn’t playing fair, but we had come this far and I was dying to have my son fuck me.
“No…I mean, yes…what I mean is, I want to do it.”
“You’re certain? You want to put this hard cock,” I gave his penis a tug, “in your mom’s pussy?”
“Definitely.”
“Okay, then, let’s do it.” I started with a long slow kiss on his lips. My hand roamed over his body, touching his hard abs, his strong chest, then going back down to cup his soft balls. He remained still, letting me lead the way. “I want you to suck my nipples.”
Evan eagerly complied. He took my nipple almost reverently into his mouth and gave it a tentative suck. I moaned to let him know it felt good, and he continued with a little more confidence. After about a minute, I slipped my breast away from him and let him take my other nipple. I hadn’t felt his mouth on me like that since he was a baby.
My hand was on his cock stroking him lightly when there came a soft knock at the door. My husband came in wearing just a robe, and Evan immediately pulled away from my breast and blushed.
“Dad?”
“What are you doing with my wife?” Don demanded with a raised voice. Evan went pale.
“Stop that,” I scolded my incorrigible husband. “You’re going to give him a heart attack.”
“Sorry, buddy,” my husband chuckled. “Wow, hon, you look awesome in those stockings.”
“I’m sorry, honey,” I said to Evan. “I forgot to mention that your father wanted to be here while I did this with you.”
“You…you mean he’s going to watch us have sex?”
“If that’s okay with you.” I tickled my fingers underneath his balls, then whispered in his ear. “I get so turned on when someone watches me fuck.”
“I guess I don’t mind,” Evan finally decided.
“Then let’s get this show on the road,” my husband joked. “You’re really going to enjoy this, Son, your mom has a great pussy.” I gave him a stern look. “Okay, I’ll be quiet now. You won’t even know I’m here.” Don sat on the desk chair and gave me a wink.
I turned my attention back to my son. I could feel his heart beating like wild. I had to try to relax him a little so he could actually enjoy the experience.
“Do you want to suck on my nipples some more?” I offered. He returned to my breast, closed his eyes, and suckled me.
I was lying on my side with my back to my husband and with Evan in front of me. I knew Don’s eyes would be fixed on my ass, so I reached around and pulled my cheek up and gave him a quick peep at my butt hole. I heard his lips smack and I got goose bumps everywhere.
“Am I doing this right?” Evan asked.
“You doing it just right, honey. Look how long my nipples are now.” I pinched them both and pulled them playfully. “You made my pussy very wet. Do you think you’re ready to do it?”
“I guess.”
We repositioned ourselves so I was on my back, and my son was on top of me between my legs. Nothing too fancy for his first time; just some good ol’ missionary.
“Do you know what to do?” I asked tenderly, and he nodded. “Take your time and relax. This will probably happen very fast, but that’s okay for your first time. Don’t worry about me, just do what feels good for you. I can teach you how to please a girl later if you want me to. Any questions?”
“Should I be using a condom?” I was so excited to fuck my son, I wasn’t even thinking about that. Such a responsible boy.
“When you’re having sex with other girls you should always wear a condom. It’s okay with me because you know I don’t have anything you can catch, and you don’t have to worry about getting me pregnant.”
“Should I pull out when I cum?”
“You can do whatever you want, honey. If you want to cum inside my pussy that’s okay. Or if you want to take it out and watch yourself cum on me, that’s fine, too.” I could feel my juices dripping down my ass and onto the sheets. I couldn’t stand the suspense. I wanted him in me so bad.
Evan looked over at his father. Don gave him a smile and a nod of encouragement. My son then looked down at me and gave me the sweetest kiss on the lips. I almost started getting teary-eyed when he did that.
I reached down and took his hardness in my hand and guided him forward. The head of his penis touched the moist flesh between my legs and a sizzling electricity ran through me. I rubbed him up and down my wet slit, then centered him over my silky hole.
He pushed his hips and entered me. I lost my breath in a gasp of erotic fulfillment. My son was actually inside me. His cock was sliding inch by glorious inch into my pussy. It didn’t seem real. After so many dreams about this exact moment it was more magnificent than anything I could have conceived.
I had fucked dozens of guys in my time, and had my share of mind-blowing sexual encounters, but this was beyond anything I’d ever known. It was so much more that just a cock in my pussy. It was my son’s cock. There was something so primal, so forbidden, and so perfectly natural about it that made this something of a transcendent experience for me.
“Oh, honey, you feel so good. Keep going, all the way in.”
“Mom, this is amazing. Your pussy feels incredible.”
I looked over at my husband. He opened his robe, revealing his nakedness. His cock was hard and I could see a bead of moisture at the tip. He couldn’t see any of the graphic details of our lovemaking, but the mere fact that I was fucking his son in front of him was driving Don crazy with desire.
“That’s it, now you’re all the way in. I can feel you deep inside me.”
“Don’t move, Mom. I don’t want to cum yet.”
I held perfectly still for him. He was pressed down on my clit and it would only take a few good thrusts to get me off, but I had to stay focused on him. After several long seconds he drew his cock back, being careful to do so very slowly. The aching in my pussy was building to an unbearable intensity.
I was so relieved when Evan finally lost control. He pushed into me fast, then gave my pussy several quick pumps with his young, virile cock. He cried out as he unleashed his orgasm into my body. My son continued fucking me fast and hard for several seconds, shooting more and more cum into my pussy with each thrust.
“That’s it, baby, get it all out. Fuck me, fuck your mom’s cunt!” I took advantage of his runaway spasms and humped him back until I felt my own orgasm welling up from within, then suddenly crashing over me all at once. I never came so quick or so hard in my life. I screamed and thrashed and lost all control.
“Wow, did I make you cum, Mom?”
“Yes,” I said barely able to speak. “You made me cum, honey.” As I gulped for air, I realized my husband was still stroking his cock by the sound of his balls slapping against his hand. “Look, you got your father all excited, too. See, he’s jerking off over there.”
Evan couldn’t resist looking and was captivated by the sight.
“Let’s show Dad what you did,” I said playfully, “and watch him masturbate.”
I had Evan pull out and I turned my body. I opened my legs wide for my husband and flexed my inner muscles, forcing my son’s cum to dribble out of my pussy.
“Watch your dad’s cock, Evan. He’s going to make himself cum while he looks at your sperm leaking out of my cunt. See how nice your father’s cock is?”
Don saw our son’s cum oozing out of me and started whacking off like mad. In only a few seconds he was spurting big white globs all over his own chest and belly.
A little later, after everyone recovered and cleaned up a bit, we tucked Evan into bed.
“You were wonderful, honey.” I gave him a kiss on the lips.
“Nice work, sport.” Don tussled his son’s hair. “I haven’t seen your old lady cum like that in years.”
“Maybe if you pick up your room we can do this again tomorrow night,” I said as I shut off his light.
“Night, Mom, Dad…”
I didn’t care if his room was twice as messy tomorrow, I couldn’t wait to fuck my son again!

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Mom’s Bathroom Boy (part 3)

A mother begins to actualize a dirty fantasy by testing her son’s boundries and desires. Displaying her pussy and asshole in teasing glimpses to lure her son into eventual submission

Traveling the underworld and above (redo)

                              Traveling the underworld and above
I edited it a bit because, I felt that there wasn’t enough detail and I felt that it was too fast paced, as a commenter had said. Thanks for the advice! 🙂
She was walking, her heels clattering, noisily  against the cobblestone in the street, turning into an abandoned alley. She knew it was dangerous at this time of the night but she wanted to hurry home. Clary had spent most of the day in the office, counting money and sorting out important papers for her company. Bruce had tried to kiss her again, failing. A lot of men always stared at her as she walked past them, swishing her hips and her vanilla perfume reaching their noses. While she was walking, she bumped into Bruce.
“hey, clary! I thought you were going home?” he asked cheerily, as if he expected to bump into her.
“hello, Bruce, i decided to visit a friend first, actually because I had to give her some things.” Clary held up a plastic bag. 
“oh ok then,” he walked away with a frown upon his face, as if to say, she has time to go to a friends place but she doesn’t have time to go to mine? 
Clary placed a hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds of her giggles. She knew it was mean to do that to Bruce, but he had to notice that she really didn’t like him that way. Warily, she looked around the alley and found it deserted. A blue bin stood underneath a flickering lamp. She continued forward, walking slowly at first and then speeding up. What she didn’t know was that in the shelter of the bin were two men, overcome with lust and desire for Clary. Snarling, they lunged for Clary, Hands outstretched. Clary, confused let out an ear splitting scream. She kicked and struggled as The men gagged her with a foul smelling cloth. Then she fell into a deep sleep.
Clary woke up later to find herself bound to a chair, her wrists and feet tied with rope that scratched her tender skin. She struggled, screaming for help. 
    “shut up, bitch, no one will hear you, now how about you be a good little girl for us? We  can do it the easy way or the hard way.” he started to rip her blouse open, the fabric tearing underneath his calloused fingers. 
Tears streamed down Clary’s face, ” please, don’t! I’ll do anything else, I have money, whatever! But just don’t”
She was cut off by a slap to the face. “bitch, I said to shut up,” he continued undressing her while Clary struggled. 
“open your mouth,” the man said, signaling for the man beside him to hold Clary down.
She shook her head, tightening her lips together. He punched her, clary’s head snapped to the side and she gasped. The man didn’t waste any time stuffing his putrid smelling cock into her mouth. Groaning, he thrust into her mouth over and over again, clary’s nose being pushed up against his hair. She gagged from the smell, and closed her eyes. Another man was pinching her nipples, twisting them. She was breathless from the relentless pounding the back of her throat was getting and when he finally pulled out, she gasped for breath.
“please don’t , please” she begged, gasping when she felt fingers in her opening. A man was thrusting his fingers into her pussy, grunting. She whimpered, a small sound. 
“please don’t I’m a virgin!” 
“Dan hold her down.” Dan moved to spread her legs and keep them down. 
In one thrust he the other man thrust into her, her saliva on his cock the only lubricant. She screamed as pain travelled through the lower section of her body. Dan placed his cock into her mouth. The pain was too much for Clary as the other man thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, groaning. She fainted.
He had heard screaming from the warehouse nearby and as he walked inside, he found two men bent over a woman who looked like she was unconscious. The men were grunting and with a flick of his wrist he sent them flying against the wall, the sound of bones breaking placing a grin upon his face. She was beautiful, her black hair tumbled down around her face and over her naked form. She had big breasts, slender legs, narrow hips and full pink lips. The body any woman would crave for. The ropes that bound her snapped as he walked forward and took her into his arms, then spreading his wings, he flew away, quiet as the wind. 
Clary woke up on a soft bed, silk sheets covering her. She was lying in a large four poster bed, the floor a cream coloured carpet and a shining chandelier above her head, on the opposite side of the bed was a small black bench, She looked around in confusion and jumped when she saw a handsome man leaning against a door. Clary sat up, startled and realised that she was naked. She clumsily pulled up the sheets to cover her body. 
“w-where am I? Who are you?” she said, hands shaking. 
“don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, I found you with,” he hesitated, “with them” he ended flatly. 
Her stomach gave out a growland heat crept p into her cheeks. 
“umm do you happen to have some clothes I can put on?” she needed to wear something before she left. The man tossed her a shirt onto the bed and stared at her.
“could you..give me some privacy?” she wearily stared at the stranger, still not trusting him.
“the bathroom is over there,” he abruptly said, snapping out of his reverie, pointed to a door on her left. Then he walked out, closing the door gently behind him. Clary walked into the room, bringing the big black shirt with her. She was aching from last night and she pushed away the thoughts. The bathroom walls were Sky blue, two white sinks jutted out from a wall with a mirror hung above it. A toilet that hung off from the wall was next to a square shower. She hesitated, wondering if she should use the shower or the luxurious bathtub that overlooked a garden. She had a quick shower, and put on the shirt he had given her. He was like a dark prince, black hair, lidded dark eyes with curling long lashes. Opening the door she walked out of the luxurious room and into the hallway, climbing down the stairs before breaking into a run for the door. But he was there, casually standing there with his hands on clary’s shoulders.
“where do you think you’re going?” he asked, turning clary away from him and pushing her gently towards where she had come from.
“umm..going home?” she shrugged off his touch, her shoulders still tingling.
“what do you mean? You’re staying here with me,” he said seductively, his voice a whisper. 
Clary shivered, but not from the cold. 
“don’t you want something to eat?” he said, abruptly pushing clary into a seat by the table. He dissapeared and Clary waited, patiently, for him to return, eyeing the door. When he did, he was carrying plates and cutlery. Then was followed by a few servants that held dishes filled with meat and delicacys. 
Her stomach grumbled at the thought of food and from the smell that wafted towards her. Not caring whether the food was clean, she ate. Stuffing her mouth with food.
“what’s your name?” the handsome stranger asked, watching clary eat with amusement.
“clary, yours?” she said,slightly annoyed at the look on his face.
“jace.” 
Clary had finished her food, she stood up and started to walk across the room and towards the door. “I’m going now, I have my own house.” she felt Jace’s eyes on her back, staring as she walked away. As soon as she stepped outside of his door she was grabbed by a few people, clad in black. She screamed and watched as Jace walked towards her,flinging aside her attackers like they were ants. 
“I told you that you were staying with me, didn’t I?” he whispered into her ear, his sweet breath tickling her neck. 
“w-what are you?who are you? H-how..” she trailed off, staring into jace’s eyes. 
He grabbed her hand and pulled her back inside the house. Clary jerked away from him. He sighed, his hand combing through his hair in frustration. 
“ok, look, I’m a demon, something like an evil angel.” jace said staring at Clary.
“a d-demon? You can’t be, there is no such thing as a demon! You are lying.” she said, her hands shaking. 
“you asked for the truth,” he shrugged, continuing to pull her towards the bed she woke up in. She struggled against his grip, pounding her fists against his hard chest.
“let me go! Your a monster! Don’t touch me!” with a mighty tug, she tore her wrist free from his grasp and ran towards the door, desperate for escape. She flung open the door, the cold wind blowing into her face as she ran. Clary knew it was useless running from him but she tried anyways, moving faster. She stopped, her cheek smashing into a chest and with horror she looked up, it was Jace. 
“you can’t run from me, i told you my secret, you’re mine now.” he grinned and pocking her up, his arm around her waist he lifted her up into the air. She screamed. 
“let me go!” she pushed at his arms.
“ok, i’ll let you go,” with a grin, he let clary drop. Clary, too shocked to even scream, felt her breath go out of her as she fell, the concrete rushing towards her. Just when she thought she was going to die, she felt someone catch her. Jace took her back home, looking down on her face. She still had her eyes closed in fear. Once jace had set her down on the bed, she burst into tears. The demon, feeling sorry for her, reached out to take her into his arms but she pushed him away.
“go away! I don’t want to see you anymore!” she screamed pushing herself the farthest she could to get away from him. All of Her feelings poured out, the hurt, the sadness, the shock. Jace walked silently out of her room, leaving her to despair. Her whole body shook and she cried herself to sleep.
Jace hadn’t felt like this towards anyone for hundreds of years. He burned with the need for her, to love him, to care for him. Her soul was pure, untainted by the scene last night. She was filled with energy, the energy was bright, almost visible if you looked carefully. Jace was afraid that he would taint it if she would come to live with him, forever. Should he let her go, he soul would be untainted but he knew there were other demons that would want to taste her. Sighing, he tossed around in his bed, yearning for the feel of Clary’s soft skin against his. Yearning for her smell, that delicious smell. Servants of the other demons were already sniffing her out, the men that he saw when she had run a sign. He would protect her, even if it cost him his life, she was still a stranger to him but he felt a strong pull towards her. SHe would love him, he knew it.

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Coaching

He felt horrible. Matt had never ended a practice early in his life. These girls were making a commitment to get better at volleyball and their parents were paying a lot of money, so he prided himself on making sure they got their money’s worth. But today, he had to make an exception to his rule. After all, if the girls had noticed the hard-on that was growing, he would have a whole new set of problems. While all of the girls had just turned 18 within the past few months, they were still in high school and he was a respected guardian in a way to the girls on his team.
He couldn’t help himself. Matt had been unable to attend the day of tryouts so a friend of his, another coach, picked the team for him. When he showed up to the first practice to meet his team, he found that the girls were very talented…and very good looking. They all had athletic, trim bodies. There was a good amount of height among the girls which Matt liked considering he was 6’3” himself. And it definitely did not hurt things that female volleyball players always wore tight, spandex shorts.
At this particular practice, Matt found himself watching Courtney. She was 16, about 5’6”, short blonde hair, a cute little face that had not quite developed a grown-up look, smallish breasts, but that didn’t matter to Matt as she had a great butt and amazing legs; Matt was a leg man!
Matt always paced around the court during practice so he could watch the play from all angles and make sure he could watch all of the girls to give them individual instruction. But today he found himself constantly in the area of Courtney, watching her bend, stretch and lunge in any possible direction. He also loved when she raised her shirt to wipe the sweat from her face, exposing her flat stomach and the very bottom of her sports bra. One time, while watching this happen, Matt stared a little too long and Courtney caught his eye as she pulled her shirt down. And what was that? Did she give him a little wink before moving back into the drill?
Courtney had noticed him staring at her and now she was going to have fun with her coach. She started to wipe her face in between seemingly every play. When she was next to him she would bend over to stretch, making sure to turn so her ass faced him. She even ran after a ball that she had no chance to play and in doing so ran into Matt and lingered there with her body pressed against him just a second too long. It was that body contact that finally put Matt over the edge, causing him to suddenly dismiss the girls early. They did not complain, quickly leaving the gym before Matt could change his mind.
He stood in the gym, cock swelling, waiting to hear the girls leave. When he was sure they were all gone, he pulled his now hard cock from his shorts. After watching Courtney for the past hour and a half, he knew there was no way he could survive the drive home without unloading his dick first. He thought about heading to a bathroom stall for privacy, but he knew all of the other coaches and staff had left the school hours ago and he was completely alone. He began stroking his cock slowly and closed his eyes to picture Courtney. He was going to enjoy this!
And in his enjoyment, he failed to realize the presence in the room with him. Matt felt a second hand on his cock as he heard a voice ask, “Is this because of me?”
Matt knew the voice. He opened his eyes and saw Courtney standing an inch in front o him, starring straight into his eyes with her small hand on his erect penis. He knew this was wrong. He knew he had to stop this. But he also knew that he couldn’t. He was too excited and she was too attractive and she was willing. He had fantasized about this girl at home too many times and had shot too many loads thinking about her to not do her now.
“Yes, I am hard because of you, Courtney,” he finally replied.
“Is this the first time you have jerked off thinking about me?”
“No,” he again replied. “I have done this with you in mind a lot of times.”
With that answer, they both knew who was in charge here. For once in this gym, the player would control the coach. Courtney pushed Matt’s shorts down and told him to take off his clothes. She slowly did the same, teasing Matt as she did.
She told him to lie down and he obeyed. She slowly lowered herself until her tiny breasts were in front of Matt’s mouth. He took the cue and began sucking her tiny tits. Courtney was in heaven. Most boys her age ignored her small chest, but Matt was licking and sucking them with all his might. She especially liked it when he would bite her hard nipples. The harder he bit the more she squealed in pleasure.
After awhile, Courtney wanted more. Still hovering above her coach, she moved her 16 year old pussy above his face and sat down. Matt was in heaven smelling her sweet scent and began eating her pussy. As he got into the act, her pussy dripped more and more. The more he ate, the more he wanted. Courtney began grinding her pussy into his waiting mouth, sensing her orgasm coming on; probably her first.
“That’s it coach, lick my pussy,” Courtney screamed out. “Oh my God, suck my clit! Suck my clit, Coach! Oh, my God, I’m cumming! Oh, my God!” And with that, Courtney soaked Matt’s face in her young juices, which he eagerly lapped up.
Courtney was experiencing lust like never before. The more she tried, the more she wanted. And now, she wanted to feel her coach’s cock deep inside her pussy. She slid down her body, still straddling Matt’s body, but now her tight pussy was a mere inches away from his straining dick. Matt knew this was wrong, knew the trouble he would be in if anyone ever found out about this, but he couldn’t help himself. He had to feel the inside of this 16 year old girl.
Courtney began rubbing her soaking pussy against the tip of Matt’s cock. “How badly do you want to be inside me, Coach?”
“Very badly! I have never wanted to fuck someone as badly as I want you right now,” was his honest reply.
“Beg for me.”
“Please, please let me fuck you.”
“Ok,” she said. “But you should know something. I’m still a virgin.”
And with that, Courtney slid herself down onto Matt’s waiting cock. Slowly, at first. Matt could feel his cock straining to push inside, and could feel Courtney’s hole straining to let him in. Inch by inch he went inside until, finally, his entire shaft was in her canal.
“Oh, God,” escaped both of their mouths. Courtney couldn’t believe the feeling of her first sexual experience. She was shocked at how it could be both painful and so pleasurable at the same time. Matt couldn’t believe how tight and wet she was for him. This was like no pussy he had ever felt before. The combination of her tightness and his anticipation of the whole scenario were almost too much for Matt and he almost came as he entered the girl. But he went slow to regain his composure and, in no time, the two were rocking to a nice pace.
Courtney began to feel another orgasm coming on. “Oh yes, make me cum again. Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me harder!”
Courtney was on top and she began rocking faster, harder, trying to get Matt as deep as possible inside of her. He felt like he was going to push inside her stomach he was so deep.
“Oh, fuck! I’m cumming again!” And Courtney began to spasm on top of Matt’s cock. The pressure was too much and Matt was on the verge of his own orgasm. He suddenly remembered that he didn’t have a condom on and quickly tried to pull out, but Courtney kept riding hard, enjoying the end of her ride.
“Oh, crap; I’m about to cum, Courtney. You need to get off of me.”
She just kept riding him, though. Courtney was lost in the throws of her first sexual experience and she couldn’t hear a word Matt was saying. She just kept fucking him, hoping it would never end.
Courtney pressed her body down harder and it was finally too much for him. Matt shot six or seven good, hard loads of cum deep inside the girl’s pussy. She collapsed on top of him, panting heavily, fully satisfied.
“You came inside of me,” Courtney whispered into his ear. “If anyone finds out what you have done to me, you will be in a lot of trouble. And if you don’t keep doing this and keep doing what I want, I will make sure people find out.”
Matt took a deep breath as he realized he was now this girl’s sex slave for as long as she wanted. He smiled a very happy smile.

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A Little Older Now

Erotica is something I have a lot of fun with an something I don’t normally get to explore in the actual world of writing. It’s something that I have a lot of fun doing as a hobby and this type of stuff is kinda lacking on here.
Also the formatting and some stuff might seem a little off because I’ve been writing in Screenplay format for basically the past 8 months so my standard format is kinda off.
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What did you say? [ Pt.1 ]

NOTE: This story is a fictional incest story which is contradicting to all of the other incest stories where the boy does all of the pursuading, in this one, the mother does the pursuading. This isn’t ment to be taken seriously or to be taken as a guide to help in real life. Hell, I don’t even know if this story is even worth reading. You be the judge of whether I should finish this story or not.
I gotta say, when I turned sixteen, I knew something big would happen, just not something this big.
My names Matt, I am about 6 feet tall, and I am fifteen years old, and- well, here is my story.
April 25th, 2007
With there being just two days before my 16th birthday, eveything in the house was hectic- even though im a lonely child with a single mom. See, my dad was a good man, he treated me like I was the best thing to happen since he met Mom, except he treated Mom like shit. Well one day, he was on a plane, headed back from a buisness trip, and he said that bad people where on the plane and he didn’t know if he’d be coming home for my birthday. He said he loved me and Mom, and that I needed to be the man of the house, then he started to say something but the plane went into the side of the World Trade Centers on 9/11.
Well, my Mom, She’s turning 40, she’s about 5’8″, she is skinny, with blonde hair, and I hate to say it, but I’ve had a- crush on her since 7th grade. She has the best ass that I’ve ever seen, and her boobs are the sexiest I’ve ever seen, her bra size was 36C. I have always fasinated about having sex with her and have often jerked off to the image of her naked, and to give a little help, I usually will grab one of her worn panties and- well you get the picture.
Our house is a relatively large house for a family of two, it has three quite large rooms, one and a half bathrooms, a medium sized kitchen, and a large dinning/ living area. My room and her room are right across from each other, thats what makes it easy to grab her panties. The guest bedroom is downstairs, along with the dinning room, kitchen area, and the half bathroom.
I am a sophmore in high school, and sadly, still a virgin and still havent had a girlfriend. To tell the truth, I don’t want a girlfriend, I’m not gay, it’s just that the only woman I want is Mom.
It wasn’t til I was about to turn 14 when I started spying on Mom. I’d find ways to spy on her in her room, in the shower, or where ever I really could.
“Matt, time for dinner!” Mom yelled.
“Okay!” I yelled back. “Be there in a second.”
I hurried downstairs to find that Mom had made Mac & Cheese with hot dogs in it, which was my favorite. She looked at me with her beautiful blue eyes, probably hoping that I wouldn’t notice, and I pretended not to until she continued to look at me as I put my plate away in the dishwasher.
“Dinner was delish- uh are you going to eat?”
“Wha- oh! Yeah…” She nervously chuckled. “Yeah, I uh-” She took a bite of food. “Mmmm…”
“Why are you acting so stange?” I asked.
“Because I want you to fuck me as hard as you possibly can!” My dick got rock hard and my horny mind took over.
Then I woke up.
“Uhh just a dream.” I said, wiping the sleep from my eyes. I checked my alarm clock. It’s 6:28AM.
I wish that I’d at least get to see her pussy or something in my dream, that would make me sort of happy. I sat up in my bed, hoping my boner would go down long enough for me to go to the shower. I grabbed a few essentials, boxers, shirt, pants, and headed to the shower.
I shut and locked the bathroom door behind me, as I dropped my clothes on the floor and took my morning piss. Mom knocked on the door, asking if she can piss. I told her to hold on, because I was in the shower, which was a lie, but I really wanted a chance to see her pussy in plain view, and not from a window.
I got in the shower, and closed the curtains and told Mom that she can come in. She hurried, and I knew I was going to miss my chance If I didn’t act now, I acted like I slipped and fell out of the shower. The bathroom wasn’t big, and I fell just enough for my head to lnd right inbetween her legs, right into her pussy. It wasn’t there long, so I took my chance, I stuck my toungue into her vag, just a little bit though, that way it didn’t look like I intentionaly tried to lick my mother’s pussy. As I got up, we both where speechless, and embarassed. I hurried back into the shower, and she hurried out of the bathroom after she finished pissing. I couldn’t believe that worked. I actually planned it perfectly, even though I planned to fall on the floor and not have my face in her pussy, it worked out better than I though it would.
I started to think back on the taste. I can’t describe it, all I knew is that I wanted more. When you do something you know is wrong, usually you wouldn’t be able to look at yourself it the mirror, I was the exact opposite. I felt accomplished, I mean I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. My dreams might actually be coming true.
Once my shower was over, I put my clean clothes on, and took my dirty ones into my hamper in my room. When I looked up, I saw Mom, laying in my bed, looking as if she was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her, I quickly and quietly grabbed my socks and shoes and ran down the stairs to the couch. Like I do every morning, I put my left sock on, then the right, then slipped on my right shoe, then the left. And as I went to the kitchen to grab a snack, I glanced over to the stairs and saw Mom, slowly walking down the stairs as if she woke up from a long slumber.
“Hi Matt, I- uh just wanted to- uh-” She started.
“Mom, I knew that was awkward what happened this morning, I slipped on the soap and fell, I really didn’t mean to do what happened next.” I told her.
“Matt, What did you do to me when you fell? I don’t know what it was, but it felt so fucking good!” She said, looking a little more awake.
“I bit my toungue and I guess some of it was sticking out or something, because I got some hair on it.” I sort of admitted.
“Matt, I want to talk with you when you get back from school, okay?”
“Alright.” I said, grabbing some bread and taking small bites out of it. I was a little nervous about what she wanted to talk about, but that didn’t keep me from staring at her beautiful ass as she walked up the stairs. It’s like a routine, I eat some bread, fantisize about Mom, and occasionally I will jerk off in the morning if I get horny enough, and this morning I really wanted to. It was late though, so even if I really wanted to, I can’t. I quickly grabbed my backpack and headed off to another boring day at school.
I have to walk to school, I live about three blocks from it, so there really isn’t a point in taking a bus or even drivng. Like usual, I got to the enterance of the student parking lot, also where the main enterance and Attendence Office is. This morning was quite strange though, I felt like people where staring at me, and I tried to reach in my pocket and act like someone was calling me when I realized that I’d left my phone at home. So instead of answering a call, I looked like what ever was in my pocket was life or death.
Once I got across the parking lot, to the school doors, I started to wonder, Why was Mom sleeping in my bed this morning? That might be what she wanted to talk about. I don’t know, but I want to know. I walked in to first block just fifteen seconds before the tardy bell rang, and I quietly too my seat, in the back of the class. The thought of my toungue being inside of Mom’s vagina, even though it was just a little bit, kept me unfocused all the way through first, second, and third block.
Once fourth block hit, that thought completly vanished, once I realized that I hadn’t even studied for the exam. I am not a very smart kid when it comes to algebra. Hell, I barley even know how to solve one step, let alone half of the crap they are testing us on now. I just know I’m going to flunk it. I was three quarters done when the Attendence Office called me down because I was being signed out. I was walking out of the class, relieved, when I remembered that Mom needed to talk to me. I know I was thinking about the possibilities of what it may be, but for some reason I can’t think of them right now. I hadn’t even realized how fast the school day went by until I looked at the clock outside the Office, it was already 1:54PM.
Mom and I walked quietly to her ’99 Grand Prix, and both sat inside for a minute, not saying a word.
“Why’d you pick me up early?” I asked, breaking the silence.
“We need to talk.” She said, starting up the car.
“Is it about this morning?”
“It might be.” She said, pulling out of the parking space.
“Is it?” I asked again.
She was quiet as she drove home, and was quiet all the way until we got inside the house.
“Matt, I want to talk about what happened this morning.” Mom said, locking the door behind her.
“How did I guess that?” I said to myself.
“I know you did the toungue thing on purpose.” She paused. “And I think I liked it.”
I didn’t know how to respond, I was speechless. I mean, I wanted to hear this, but I never actually thought she’d say it, you know?
“Matt, I know that you planned it all out.”
“How?”
“Because, you’ve been spying on me, and have gotten plenty of looks at my area.” She said, whispering the last few words.
“I never spied on you!” I lied.
“Matt, you don’t need to hide it. I’ve-”
“You’ve what?” I asked.
“I’ve done the same thing to you.”
There was a long pause.
“What?” I was shocked. I hoped she liked me back, but it’s a little creepy for a 40 year old to be spying on a young teenager.
“I have been thinking recently, and by the stunt you pulled this morning, I have made a decision. If we both love each other, then why shouldn’t we fuck?”
“Because it’s illegal.”
“Whose gonna know?”
I always imagined me doing all of the pursuading to her, not her doing it to me. I do want to fuck her, but I haven’t fucked before, and she has. I don’t want to embarass myself, which is pretty funny when you look at what I pulled earlier.
“We can’t, at least not yet. Let me think about it. Okay?”
“Okay Matt, take your time.”

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Sex with my twin sis……

I woke up that morning with some wet spot of cum all over my boxers, “Wow”, I said “what a dream”, and the only problem was I couldn’t remember most of it. I tried and tried but the only images I got were from me, fucking my twin sister Claire. This wasn’t the first time I’ve dreamt about fucking her but now those dreams more frequent, graphic and more explicit. Just as we like it.
I remember that first dream “Claire and I were driving towards the lake, I wasn’t driving my old beat-up Chevy truck, instead it was a new black ford f150. We arrived at the lake; I looked for a place to park and stopped the car. We could see the full moon over us that gave us some light. Claire wore a pink mini skirt, a white sleeveless shirt ¾ unbuttoned and a pink top underneath. She looked so hot.
The next thing I knew I was right beside Claire caressing her body trying to touch every inch of her, I ran my hands around her tits, feeling her nipples harden as I play with them. Then placing one of my hands on her inner thigh, slowly moving it up to her pussy. I saw Claire close her eyes and moan as I touch her wet panties. All of the sudden we appeared at the back of the truck, naked. Claire was laying on her back, with her legs widely spread, her hard nipples pointing at the moon. I was grabbing my hard cock with my hand and rammed into Claire’s pussy, her pussy was so wet, and every time I pumped, I could see some of her juices shinning around her thigh and all around my hard cock. As I pump, her moaning became louder n louder, which made me pump ever harder and faster, her tits jerked up n down, rhythmically moving as my pumping did. Her moaning, my moaning and my pumping became one. Pumping harder, faster, harder, faster, harder, faster………….. Just when I was about to cum I woke up and saw this massive hard on. Still half asleep I started jerking-off, thinking about Claire’s naked body. My cum was building up, I knew it wouldn’t take too much jerking off to get my load out. “Oh man, I’m cummin”, “AAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhh”, first load, “AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhh”, second load, “AAAAAAhhhhhh”, third load…………. I had cum all over my sheets, my boxers and myself. Cleaning time. After I finished cleaning up the mess, I heard a car park outside. I went to my window and saw a black ford f150, my sister emerged from the passenger side and wouldn’t you know she was wearing the same outfit I saw her in my dreams, the pink mini-skirt a white sleeveless shirt which was buttoned all the way up, so I couldn’t make out if she had a pink top.
Many times during the day I often didn’t see Claire until dinner time, and more often didn’t see her at all. So I never saw what she wore any given day. But to my surprise after every time I’ve dreamt about fucking her, I could describe her outfit to the dot.
Before I started to have all this dreams about Claire, we were close as all twins are. Any free time we had, we tried to get together and talked about what the other one was doing, etc.. On Friday night thou, after work we always go rent a movie and watched it in my room, the two of us lying in bed together, eating pop corn and drinking pop. After some movies she would stay in bed with me and sleep till morning. And during some cold night Claire would come into my room and sneak up under my sheets, trying to warm herself up and also warming me too. When she was with me in my bed, I never had a complete hard on, just partial ones, she didn’t mind me having those partial hard-ons, and in fact she would take the time to place the middle part of her ass (her crack) directly in front of my semi- hard cock I also liked to feel her nice round ass press against my cock. Sometimes during the night as I hugged her from behind I would softly touch her tits, nice big tits. Claire’s had the body of a goddess; she was 5’ 6 ‘’, 110 lbs, hazel eyes, long blond hair, her tits were perfect a D cup, nice, round and big, she had long legs which came up under a perfectly shaped round ass, her hips were curvy and slender.
After I started having those dreams I tried to distance myself from her. No more Friday night together and I avoided her as much as I could. I came home late at night make any excuse no to be home.
One night after I came from work, I found a note taped to my door. The note read “we need to talk, Claire”, since I didn’t hear any noise I thought I was alone. Maybe Claire went out and forgot about the note she wrote.
Fat chance, I opened the door and there, there she was sitting down in my bed. Her arms crossed and legs(legs that came out of a nice skirt) her eyes glued to the door. Giving me a deep stare. “What is the matter with u” she said and continued asking “did I do something wrong to make u angry”, “no, no, nothing like that” I said. “Well”, she said, “I’m having some problems at work” I said, “I’m just mad at everything and everyone, sorry. I didn’t mean to push you away” I said.
“You liar, tell me the truth, I feel that you are not been honest with me” Claire said….. As she said those words, I was trying to think if telling her the truth and if it would make the situation easier or harder for me to be near her. “Whatever it is talk to me or you’ll be loosing me forever”, she said. I knew she meant it; she was a strong and decisive woman.
“Ok, I’ll tell you. But please don’t freak out on me. Promise me you won’t”. “You promise” I repeated…. “I promise” she said.
She patted the bed and directed me to sit right next to her. I started telling her about the dreams looking straight at the floor and from time to time peeking at her eyes to see any kind reaction. I didn’t realized I was getting hard just by telling her my dreams, I tried covering it with my hands but she grabbed my hands and move them away from my growing bulge. “Don’t hide it, she said”, “and please don’t skip any details of your dream, she said”, just when I was about to finish telling her my dreams, her hand gently rested over hard my cock. She massaged my cock over my pants…. She whispered to my ear “I feel the same way you do; we were connected inside our mother’s womb and somehow we departed from each other, I think its time to reconnect and fusion ourselves to that inner and intimate feeling we once had.” After hearing her, still sitting down I grabbed her by the waist (a tiny waist), sitting her down right on top of my legs moving her skirt up her hips and spreading her legs apart as I move my hand down to her pussy. She was wet; I move aside her panties and slide a finger in her pussy. Her panties were in the way so I pull them down to her ankles and out they came, she was wearing a blouse and her skirt but no panties, but not for long I took her blouse off and left her just with her skirt. Still wearing my pants I lay her on the bed, spread those legs and bang her with my hard bulge, I bang her a few times until the bulge in my pants became wet from all of her juices; she unzipped my pants and pulled them down to my ankles then grabbed my cock, I could see she surprised to see how thick it was, she couldn’t touch her fingers as she grab on to my cock. She raised her torso leaving her legs on the bed, I squatted in front of her as she jerked me, I was grabbing her tits, and with two of my fingers I pulled them one at a time. She kept jerked me until my cock got harder and harder. I rested her body back in bed and kneel, grabbing her by her ass and hips; she had shaved her pubic area and left a little bushy area right at the where the pussy lips started, I raised her pelvic area so that mouth could fit easily in her wet pussy. She had thick pussy lips, as I licked her, her clit became harder her clit was almost ½ inch hard and moist from her juices, I lower her and use my hands to spread her lips and see all of her pink, juicy and wet pussy. She was so wet, her juices all over her lips, her inner thigh, my mouth, my fingers, I could barely hold her lips with my fingers as they were slippery. I slipped one finger, then two fingers, three finger, as I finger fuck her, she moan, every time I finger fucking her deeper, deeper, deeper. I tried with four fingers and she moan louder, I kept going deeper, deeper, then after an extremely loud moan she yelled “fuck me Jay, fuck me now”. I kneel between her spread legs and started pumping hard, harder with each stroke, faster, harder, faster, she suck wet fingers, wet fingers from all of her juices and with each stroke her skirt would flipped up and down. She sucked on every finger, almost to the point of cleaning them of all of her juices. That made me pump hard, harder, hard and harder. The amount of juices she had was making this squirting sound every time I pumped. The bed made funny squeezing sounds. All those sounds coming together made me pump harder. I was starting to feel this hot sensation through my entire body I was getting close to cummin, she kept yelling “fuck me Jay, fuck me Jay, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…….as my knees weakened she yelled “let’s cumm together, together”, I felt as the waves of orgasms came to her and with complete synchronicity came to me too “ AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH, as I did shot all of my hot load deep into her pussy “ AAAAAAAHHHH”, with every wave the lesser load I shot into her pussy “ AAAAHHH”, “ AAHH”, “HMMMM” , those were the noise coming form both of our mouth and incredibly at the same time. As we finished Claire told me to leave my semi-hard cock inside for a few more minutes, it didn’t take a while to my cock to become flimsy and slide out of her wet pussy. We couldn’t believe how much of her juices were mixed with my load. The smell of all of our cum mixed together was unreal and spread all over the room. We laid there half naked, hugging each other, face to face, Claire on top of me, not moving, she just moved her face and rested it on my chest. We laid there quietly until Claire said “I think we are starting to connect again. And let’s hope we can connect the way we did inside mother’s womb”, we stayed in that position for a while until we heard our mother’s car park in the driveway. We dressed up quickly and went down stairs to greed our mother. Our mother brought dinner and we all sat on the table and ate. After dinner our mother went to bed, we stayed behind in the kitchen cleaning up. Claire grabbed my soft cock over my pants and when she was about to pull it out my mother came down stairs, she almost caught us red handed (well cock handed), so Claire said “ after mom leaves for work we can continue with our quest”, I agreed and went to bed eagerly waiting for tomorrow morning…………. And what came next was even better ………. To be continued……………..

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