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The Grave Protrusion

Emiru sensed the cumulonimbus looming menacingly, far overhead, as he jogged home from the library on the far side of town. The shadow of the impending storm seemed to chase him, possibly intent on ruining the pages of the strange occult tome he had picked up; or on causing his makeup to run and soaking his nice ‘goth-loli’ dress, which he had incidentally been wearing in public for the first time. This is what he gets, he thought, for having wasted so much time at the library, skimming through the obscure grimoire and childishly incanting all of the most ‘evil’-looking contents in quick succession, putting on a show for the extraordinarily superstitious patrons crowding the ‘theology & occult’ section.
The light of the sun was almost completely blotted out, though the time must have been high-noon; the roaring of thunder danced on his nerves, and a stealthy trickle had already gained on him. The drizzle, slowly increasing in heaviness, relentlessly assailed the inexpensive yet precious materials he wore–he had no choice but to go through the oft bespake ‘creepy cemetery’, always a sure shortcut to any urgent destination.
Lightning streaked across the dark, oppressive sky, and the rain increased drastically in severity. Emiru finally opted to hold the damnable book above his head, shielding his proud, finely-treated locks from nature’s ravages. He knew where the cemetery was, and he had it on good authority that it was indeed the shortest route to his house, but the weather was disorienting–and not just the weather, but something vague, beyond the grasp of coherent thoughts, lurking in the thick atmosphere and watching him. Perhaps it was all in his head. He tried to pick up the pace, though his cute, black pumps were hindered by the swelling mud all around.
Before he could see it, he rammed through the antiquated iron gate, subsequently losing his footing and landing on his buttocks. Enraged, he sat there cursing the skies; for his skirt had lifted on the fall, exposing his pristinely white panties to utter ruination by muddying. He regained his footing with a quivering pout, indicative of a piercing sob being suppressed. The feeling of the mud-soaked undergarment caressing his sensitive bits was unbearably repulsive, so he walked in a discomforted crab-like fashion over to the nearest tombstone–’Father Ambrose B. Nelson: Served the Good Lord 1934 – Infinity’, it was thus inscribed–on which he sat, and proceeded to slip off his panties.
He tossed the soiled article into some gnarled tree branches far out of reach; then standing up, he took the opportunity to survey his surroundings and ascertain the correct path home therefrom. The cemetery he at last found himself in featured a sparse population of tall, twisted trees, overlooking the myriad of necrotic denizens resting beneath their gaudy gravestones. There was a surprising absence of flowers, grass or shrubbery, too. He looked back the way he came in, and he could see that the gateway was sandwiched between towering walls of faux-cyclopean masonry, which stretched all around the burial ground, protecting nothing.
The rain, as it happened, was subsiding–but the book Emiru held was far beyond non-returnable; pages stuck together and ripped like toilet paper as he even attempted to open it, so he tossed it as well. It appeared, then, that he no longer had any reason to be in a hurry. He decided to muck around the graves and entertain himself with the sometimes amusing inscriptions.
Perhaps an hour went by, spent giggling at fake-looking names, over-elaborate stone shapes and miscellaneous engravings; erratic sprinkling remained, but he had worried over his hair enough for the day. Upon circling a particular tree, however, his sense of direction became totally displaced. It was an odd feeling, nauseating and dizzying beyond description; and as he wobbled, he could swear that his surroundings underwent a subtle, malicious warping. When he eventually righted his vision and could once again walk straight, everything looked the same as before–but he was feeling rather uneasy, so he started in the direction homeward.
That’s when he beheld the ghastly protrusion from one of the burial plots. It was pale and fleshy, resembling a large mushroom in some respects; but also horrifically elongated, reaching slightly higher than most of the tombstones, and it tapered to a craterous tip at the tallest point, secreting a viscous, yellow fluid therefrom. Emiru looked upon the thing with bewilderment. It exuded a profoundly sweet scent, contrasting its grotesque and uncannily phallic appearance.
Emiru got close and leaned over the thing for a better look — it twitched! He was taken aback by its clear reaction to his proximity, but as if on reflex, he clutched it tightly in his right hand. The surface of the protrusion was a bit slippery–it was coated in its strange fluid mixed with rain droplets; and embarrassing thoughts entered Emiru’s head at that moment, so he could not help but begin jerking the phallic fungus as he would himself. Anon, it pulsated and spewed a smattering of the honey-like substance onto his pretty face.
He became incredibly aroused; his penis was already struggling under the weight of his skirt, and he wondered if the thing would taste as sweet as it smells. With the tip of his tongue, he tasted it, and his best expectations were surpassed; for the strange cemetery phallus was, in fact, the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. He proceeded to lick its length upwards, and slurp the golden nectar at the tip, which appeared to be the source of all that appealed to his senses earlier. Gulping the profuse excretions, he shivered with delight and reached behind himself with one arm, thereafter thrusting a finger into his ass; and he continued like this, massaging his prostate as he fellated the obscene protrusion from out the grave, encroaching beyond a half-hour.
By this time his anus, from which he had just removed two fingers, was quivering expectantly. Emiru wanted the thing inside of him; and he took a break from suckling the aromatic fluid so that he could try with his ass. He gripped it tightly in his hand and turned around, leaning forward and pulling it toward his opening as he backed onto it. His dick spat a minute quantity of pre-cum as soon as the protrusion touched his sphinctre, and the thing slipped in rather easily. Once he could retain the tip, he backed up a little further, pushing it well into his rectum. His heart-rate increased, and he was hornier then than ever before.
Emiru pushed off and on the slippery outgrowth ad infinitum, unable to stifle his orgiastic moans as hard as he tried–he had ejaculated all over the place; and after several minutes of fucking, the fungal phallus had become so well-lubricated and soft, that Emiru could take it in to its very base, where his buttocks met the soft soil. The thing appeared to have gone limp, having ejaculated sufficient ichor into his digestive tract. He stood up and it slipped out rather easily, falling in a slight coil onto the ground, though it twitched and one could tell it was slowly re-engorging.
He had enough excitement for the day, after all. He looked himself over, making sure he showed no obvious signs of having spent upwards of an hour sitting on a necrotic, honey-squirting dildo, and from there he jogged home. It was far easier to determine the direction he had to go now that the weather had cleared up, even though dusk had arrived.
His family was in the dining room having the last meal of the night together, though they didn’t seem to take note of him as he crept up a flight of stairs to the bathroom, where he proceeded to inspect himself in the mirror. He was a bit disconcerted by what he beheld in the glass; his eyes were ridiculously blood-shot, and they appeared to be larger than usual, with a somewhat alien aspect about them. His nose, also, was running some disgusting yellow snot straight to his lips.
Suddenly, he suffered an intense stomach cramp right before the mirror. It felt, actually, as though something was moving, tearing at him from the inside. He lifted his skirt up to his neck, exposing his belly and uncovered genitals, and checked the mirror for any clear abnormalities… Abomination of abominations! His abdomen featured a ghastly lump, and it was moving! It poked and prodded, like it was trying to escape, and Emiru underwent indescribably severe pangs. Eventually, a cut manifested at the most prominent area of the lump; bleeding in profusion, coming further agape; and finally, the thing poked out, subjecting itself to immediate identification–a carbon copy of the grave protrusion!
The pain did not cease–like a perpetual stomach cramp of the worst kind, exacerbated by a singular feeling of coldness all over. The cacodaemonical fungus continued to extend, aiming to reach the proportions of its kin or greater. The defeat of all hope was not complete there, however; for Emiru’s airway had been blocked for almost a minute, and at the front of his neck, another lump became apparent, indicating none other than a second protrusion, and his tragically imminent death throes on the bathroom floor.

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To save her Daddy’s life

“You can see the problem, this storm out over the ocean,” the air traffic controller pointed to the weather map on his computer screen. Jim nodded, he could see the tight lines of the isobars indicating the deep depression and the arrows indicating high winds.
“The weather office reckons the storm will be here in about three hours. Down here at the airport it will be minus ten and wind gusts up to 50mph. Up in the mountains minus 40 and gusts over 80. It’ll be with us for about three days. Maybe three feet of snow”
Jim cursed. This was supposed to be his farewell treat for his daughter Vicki. She had just left school and had won a scholarship to a overseas university. He had intended to take her on a mountain safari in his plane.
A few years earlier he had quit his city job to return to the mountains he loved. He had used the sale proceeds from his house to buy an elderly single engined Cessna. He specialized in flying tourists around the mountains on hunting and fishing trips, off trail skiing in winter and general sight-seeing.
Early on he realized he was working for his insurance company, his bank, aircraft maintenance companies and the government. His net income just about covered his living costs in a good year.
This didn’t concern him; he was in the mountains he loved, the safaris kept him fit and lean, he met a lot of different people, a few were difficult but most shared his thrill of being in the mountains.
“Don’t worry Daddy,” his daughter gave him a hug. “We there are lots of other things we can do.”
He looked her. 17 years old, an elegant, confident young woman, but he could still see traces of child he had known all these years. He had fallen in love with her the first time he held her after she was born and their bond had grown ever since.
He had divorced her mother after 10 years of increasing acrimony, but Vicki bore a strong resemblance to the stunning beauty he had married 20 years ago. Her mother’s long elegant legs and slim figure, but Vicki’s wavy dark hair, flowing six inches below her shoulders showed some of her father’s influence.
At the small mountain airport there was no sign of the approaching storm. It was a brilliant, warm early autumn day, not a cloud in the sky and almost no wind. Vicki was wearing a light skirt and blouse while Jim was in a shirt and shorts.
Joe, the air traffic controller controller saw the look of disappointment in her face.
“Look Jim, you could do a quick trip to the glacier.40 minutes each way, 20 minutes for a walk around, you would have well over an hour’s safety margin.”
Jim was very safety conscious and didn’t like risk. But he saw the gleam of excitement in Vicki’s face. “What the heck,” he thought, “I won’t be seeing her for more than a year.”
They took off. The elderly Cessna had skis fitted for landing on the glacier and had been checked by the air mechanic overnight. Jim had been worried by some occasional slight misfires in the engine.
“Injectors mate,” said the mechanic who Jim hadn’t met before.”I fixed them so you’ll be fine.”
The Cessna climbed quickly and the brilliant panorama opened out. Below were bright blue mountain lakes, ahead the high peaks of the main divide. The sky was still clear and the sun glinted off the snow on the higher peaks.
They flew up the glacial valley. The mighty river of ice had hewn out out its valley over countless millennia. The steep rocky walls of the moraine towered on either side. At its widest the glacial walls were over half a mile apart. As it inched down its 12 mile length the glacial surface varied. In steeper places there were jumbles of ice and dark blue crevasses could be seen, but in other places it was almost flat. A light covering of powder snow from the first falls of the season gleamed in the sun.
Jim landed on the highest flat area of snow covered ice.
They got out, felt the warmth from the sun and felt exhilarated by the pristine landscape which they had to themselves.
“Watch out Daddy,” Vicki shrieked as his back was turned. Too late, the snowball hit him in the back. The cold snow penetrated the thin shirt he was wearing.
“This is so lovely,” Vicki walked over to him and put her arms around her father’s neck.”I’m going to miss all our times in the mountains together.”
“And I’m going to miss you so much Daddy.” She hugged him tightly.
He put his arms around her shoulders, felt the tears welling in his eyes and couldn’t say anything for a minute as they held each other.
“Come on madam, time to get out you of here.” He smacked her on the bottom. “That will teach you to throw snowballs.”
They took off and headed to the main ridge 2000 feet feet above. Once there they could see the enormous black clouds of the approaching storm over the ocean. Jim banked the plane into a turn and headed for the airport.
“Shit,” he thought, he noticed that same misfire. Vicki without his ear for the engine didn’t notice. But she did notice when the engine cut out completely for a few seconds before spluttering into life.
“Daddy what is it?” Her eyes were wide with fright.
“Injectors. That fucking mechanic.” cursed Jim.
A minute later, another cut out. Jim’s mind was made up. He couldn’t risk the 40 minute flight, he would have to land on the glacier.
“Joe,” he called on the radio to air traffic control, “I’ve got an injector problem, I’m putting us down on the glacier. Can you get David to come and pick us up.” David was the only other pilot at the small airport qualified to land on the glacier.
Joe shut his eyes in anguish.”Jim, David’s gone fishing. We couldn’t get him here inside two hours and by then we’ll be snowed in. We won’t be able to get you out until the storm’s over in three days”
Jim stroked Vicki’s knee. “Looks like a boring three days with your old man.”
“OK Joe, we’ll be fine. I’ve got the tent, sleeping bags and enough food and fuel for a week.”
Vicki was very anxious, but felt a little better knowing they had put the provisions for their trip in the plane the day before.
“Sweetheart, we will have a bit over an hour before the storm. We’ll be busy.”
“I love you Daddy, I know I’ll be safe with you,” giving him a hug and a tender kiss on the cheek.
There were a couple more misfires before he landed on almost the same spot as they had been half an hour before. They would have to take their chances out on the glacier. The valley walls were too steep for a tent.
They set to work with urgency. Although there were no sight of the storm clouds which were still hidden by the ridge, the wind was starting to pick up and the temperature was dropping.
Jim took a spade and started to clear the loose powder snow on an area about fifty yards from the Cessna which he had tethered to the ice.
Vicki unloaded their supplies from the plane. They each had a parka, not snow parkas but at least they protected a bit from the wind. But their legs were bare.
After 15 minutes Jim had cleared an area down to the hard packed snow and Vicki erected the tent. It was a dual cover dome and she easily set it up as she had done so many times before. The tent was designed for Antarctic blizzards and both were confident that it was up to the task.
As Vicki put their supplies into the tent Jim piled snow into a rampart on the windward side, packing it as he did so. This was to provide some shelter for the tent from the icy blasts that were coming.
As soon as she had finished putting everything inside and setting up their sleeping bags Vicki picked up the other spade and joined her father. The first of the storm clouds could just be seen over the ridge. The wind was picking up and lifting powder snow from the ground.
Frantically they both dug. It suddenly became darker as the clouds covered the sun. “Ten minutes,” thought Jim. He could see Vicki was feeling the cold and told her to go inside and make some soup.
It started to snow, the flakes coming almost horizontally in the strengthening wind. Jim was starting to shiver. The rampart was better than he thought they would be able to achieve, about three feet high, more than twice as wide at the base.
The height in the center of the dome tent was five feet and he had to stoop as he stood. Vicki had set up the two sleeping bags side by side, each on a foam plastic mattress. She was in her sleeping bag as she tended the soup on the burner she had placed on the ground behind her head.
The circulation was back in her feet. She had heated some water and bathed them with a flannel for a couple of minutes then wrapped them in half of the blanket before going into her bag.
“You look so cold.”
He took off his parka and lay on her sleeping bag as she put her arms around him in a bear hug. Then she showered his face with soft kisses.
“I’m so glad I’m here with you.”
Then she bathed his feet with hot water to bring back the circulation.
“That’s better,” she giggled as she kissed each foot. “Your feet are so ugly.”
He wrapped his feet in his half of the blanket and wriggled into his sleeping bag.
With the soup and their sleeping bags they both started to warm up.
“This is so snug. Did I do a good job setting up the tent?”
“You did wonderfully, Princess.” He stroked the side of her face. She held his hand there, then kissed it.
“This is so exciting.”
But Jim was gravely concerned. First he cursed himself for placing his daughter at such risk. Then he was worried about the cold. The storm had hardly started and the temperature would drop a lot more. Particularly at night.
The tent was fine. It was hardly moving in the strong wind. If they had true alpine sleeping bags and thermal clothes they would be OK. But they only had their thin summer clothes and his sleeping bags were designed for lower altitudes where he always camped.
“If I’m going to be here three days, I don’t want this digging into me. No peeking.” Vicki sat up, turning her back to her father. She took off her blouse then her bra. Jim saw her beautifully straight back and just a hint of the side of her breast. She put her blouse back on, but when she turned to face him, Jim could see the outline of her nipples.
He didn’t know what to say.
Vicki never traveled anywhere without a book..
“Could you read this to me, the way you used to read when I was little.”
So he started to read. At first she cuddled up beside him, her arm across his chest. But after ten minutes she felt the cold on her arm and snuggled back into her sleeping bag.
Jim kept reading, but after an hour or so, he started to feel the chill.
“I’m starting to feel cold. Will it get much colder?”
“I’m afraid so, sweetheart. It’s time for Plan B.”
“What’s Plan B?”
“You’ll have to share a sleeping bag with your grumpy old Dad.” He looked to see her reaction, hoping she wouldn’t be shocked.
But her face lit up. “Oh that’ll be just like when I used to snuggle in bed with you and Mummy.”
That was 10 years ago. Now she was an elegantly beautiful young woman. They had always been “touchy”in a fond, affectionate non-sexual way. They would hug tightly when they met, kiss each other’s hair and cheeks and sometimes an affectionate pat. But these were fleeting moments, now he was facing three days of constant contact. However, it was into one sleeping bag or freeze.
Quickly he rearranged things. He took her foam mattress to add to the insulation on the floor. Fortunately his sleeping bag was a one and a half size. Some of his tourists needed that and more.
Vicki was shivering by the time she wriggled in beside him. There wasn’t much room and he was aware of she shape of her body against him. She snuggled right down into the sleeping bag, her head on his chest, her arms around him, his around her.
He was very aware of her breath on his chest, of her firm bra-less breasts against his stomach, her bare legs against his.
“My legs are cold Daddy.” So he parted his legs and she slid one of hers between his. He realized that in her wriggling, her skirt had been pushed up to her waist.
He felt a warmth in his loins and a stirring of his penis as he stroked and kissed her hair.
“No, this is my daughter for heaven’s sake.” He forced himself to think of his last unfriendly meeting with his unfriendly bank manager. It didn’t solve the problem but it stopped it from getting worse for a while.
Gradually her shivering stopped and she wriggled back up the sleeping bag. He lay on his back her head on his shoulder. Her leg was no longer between his legs but lying across.
They were both enjoying the book as he read to her for a couple of hours. They chatted while Jim made some tea.
“Do you remember my fourteenth birthday party?”
How could he forget, a group of 20 fourteen year old girls who had just started to flower as young women and were boy crazy.
“You could have bonked Sandy, you know.”
“I know.”
He remembered Sandy well, very beautiful in a spoiled sort of way, very precocious and very up herself. She had come up to him at the party and rubbed her nubile young body against his. Jim had had to fight her off.
“Why didn’t you?”
“Well 14 year olds aren’t my scene and certainly not Sandy. The way she talks it would have been all around school in no time. And her dad is a top lawyer with no sense of humor. There’s a crime called statutory rape.”
“We had a vote as to who was the sexiest father. Guess who won?”
“I hate to think.”
“You did, my handsome Daddy,” Vicki whispered in his ear.
“Big deal,” said Jim, but was tingling from the touch of her lips.
“Guess who I voted for”
“Vicki, I really don’t want to know.”
“You, my lovely, sexy Daddy,” she whispered in his ear. Her breath and the touch of her lips on his ear sent a tingle down Jim’s spine..
“Victoria, I think we need to talk.”
“Shhhh Daddy.”
“You’re so warm and cuddly.” She kissed his face four or five times then cuddled, head on his shoulder, breasts against his chest, a bare leg over his..
The only distraction he could think of was to start reading again and for a couple of hours struggled to keep himself under control.
The storm was now approaching full force. The wind howled down the glacial valley. Their tent was firm, the top was buffeted but at ground level their tent was rock solid.
Something else was getting rock solid. Jim was in a quandary. The warmth and shape of Vicki’s body, her beauty and her affection and kisses had their inevitable effect. Fortunately he was on his back and her leg was on his thighs below his waist. Perhaps she was unaware of his erection.
“It’ll be dark soon. I’ve got to go out and check the tent.” He wriggled out of the sleeping bag and started to put on both the parkas.
Vicki watched, staring at his shorts.
“So that’s where the spare tent pole went.” She giggled, but then concern showed on her face as she heard the wind howl even louder.
She cut strips of blanket for him to wrap around his face and hands, but she was very scared and tears came to her eyes.
“Please, please be careful I don’t want to lose you.”
She sat up and put her arms up to be hugged. Jim bent down to kiss her cheek, but somehow Vicki’s face moved and their lips caressed. They looked into each other’s eyes.
“Daddy I love you so much.”
Another kiss, this time with a brief touch of her tongue.
He started to say something.
“Shhhh Daddy.” Vicki put a finger on Jim’s lips.
The cold hit him like a blast freezer. The heavy snow flakes were blowing across horizontally. He reckoned that with the wind chill factor it was at least minus 50. His legs were bare and none of his garments provided real protection.
“One minute at the most, or it’ll be hypothermia.” He started counting.
He crawled on his hands and knees. It was impossible to stand in the wind and the rampart gave him some protection.
He quickly did his circuit. The tent pegs were fine. A little bit of a build up of snow against the tent side but the rampart was working perfectly. With a few swipes of his spade cleared that small build up.
By the time he was inside his count was up to 100. His teeth were chattering and he was shivering without control.
Tears came to Vicki’s eyes as she saw him. She leaped out the sleeping bag to take off his parkas and trainers as his fingers were shaking too much.
This time it was his turn to snuggle into the sleeping bag his head between her breasts, his leg between hers. She hugged him tightly to her kissing the top of his head. She was crying.
“You are so cold. I was so worried. I thought you had died out there.”
With a combination of maternal instinct and love of her father she held his cold face to her blouse covered breasts.
In his freezing, painful state Jim nuzzled into her, taking comfort from the soft warmth of his daughter’s body.
Slowly he started to recover. Vicki put his hands between her thighs to warm them, then returned her arms to hold him to her.
Almost fully recovered, he reluctantly left the comfort of Vicki’s breast and moved up the sleeping bag beside her.
He looked down at his daughter.
Some of the buttons on her blouse had come undone in their manoeuvres. Her left breast was fully exposed. She noticed him looking down adoringly at her body, her perfect nubile breast with its brown aureole and hardened nipple..
“All your own work. Or at least half is your own work.” Looking at him steadily and doing nothing to cover herself.
Jim felt events were getting out of his control. He lay on his back and Vicki snuggled in. This time he was conscious that it was a naked breast against his chest, that her bare leg on his was higher, almost to his crotch and he could feel her pubic bone against his thigh.
Physically he was in heaven, mentally in hell.
“Vicki, Princess, I think we need to talk.”
“Shhhhhh, Daddy” she put her finger to his lips.
“Dinner time,” he said, buttoning her blouse and pushing her skirt below her waist.
Vicki heated the stew while Jim worked on the sleeping bag that she was originally in. He unzipped it and then cut down the seam so that it could be laid out flat. Now they had an extra blanket for the night.
After dinner they lay side by side facing each other. The size of the sleeping bag meant their faces were only a foot apart. They had there arms loosely around each other.
Vicki nudged her knee between his and without even thinking he let her thigh go between his.
“Vicki, your skirt spends more time above your waist than below it.”
“Well its very hard in a sleeping bag. In fact its a nuisance.” She did nothing to straighten her skirt
For two hours they talked. About the holidays they had together, about things at her school he knew nothing about, about his early life, about her plans for university.
As they talked Jim looked at his daughter’s face, thinking how beautiful she was, how much he loved her and resisted the urge to kiss her on the lips.
“Could you tell me some of those stories you used to tell, when I was little.”
He retold his make-believe stories from her childhood, about fearsome creatures: the nogard (dragon spelled backwards), the regit (tiger), noil and drib (Readers can work those out). As a child these used to thrill and scare her. Now she just listened in loving remembrance, hugging him tightly.
When he finished she whispered, “You have always been such a lovely, wonderful father.”
It was Jim who leaned forward and gently kissed his daughter on the mouth. Delicately she responded enjoying the sensation as he explored her lips. Then Vicki opened her mouth, he did the same and their tongues entwined.
Jim pulled back, his face a mixture of adoration and anguish.
“Shhh, Daddy, Vicki sighed. “I’m tired and want to go to sleep.
She rolled over so her back was against his chest in the spoon position.
“Vicki, your skirt is around your waist again.”
“Its a bloody nuisance.” She wriggled and took it off and threw it out of the sleeping bag. She was now wearing only a thin blouse and the scantiest of knickers.
“And you mister,” she said tugging at his shorts. “You take these off after the next time you go outside. They were freezing against my legs when you came in. In fact you should take them off now.”
But he didn’t.
Vicki went to sleep quickly. Jim’s mind was in a turmoil as her felt her warmth and softness against him, his arm around the front of her shoulders.
He thought about the situation with Vicki. He had always loved her, but that was as father and daughter. As her beauty flowered he had felt pride rather than sexual attraction. But he knew now that his paternal love was being joined by physical desire.
Was inevitable that he would give in? There were almost three more days of this. Perhaps it was the danger of their situation and isolation together, perhaps the warmth and beauty of her body, perhaps because they were constant intimate contact, perhaps a mixture of paternal adoration and mounting lust?
But his rational mind rebelled, preventing him from taking that final step. Somehow he went to sleep as the wind howled.
He woke with a start. Something was different, and he realized the wind was not nearly as loud, it was a lull in the storm. He noticed that other things were different as well.
He had gone to sleep with his arm around the front of his daughter’s shoulder. Now her blouse was almost completely undone, his hand was on her naked breast and both Vicki’s hands were on top of his holding him there tightly. He didn’t know how this had happened.
He also had a rock-like erection which was hard up against the cleft between her buttocks.
He could do nothing about his erection, but with difficultly extracted his hand from Vicki’s breast. This woke her.
“What is it?” Then she noticed the lower wind noise. “Has the storm finished already?”
“No, its just a lull.” He had seen the weather map. “Without the wind to blow the snow across I need to check it’s not building up on the side.”
“Please, please be careful. Don’t stay out too long.”
He wriggled up the sleeping bag. Both Vicki’s breasts were on display. He paused, looking down, overwhelmed by her beauty. Vicki looked up, fear on her face as she knew how bad it was going outside. She put out her arms to him and quickly he bent down and kissed her on the lips.
Of course Vicki noticed his erection.
“Don’t you dare lose our tent pole outside,” she giggled.
A lingering kiss of their mouths, a touching of their tongues.
He put on his pathetically inadequate clothes and went outside with the spade. The wind had dropped and the snow was falling heavily at about 45 degrees. “Count to one hundred,” he said to himself.
Again he crawled on hands and knees. The tent pegs were fine, but the snow build up was higher. Frantically he dug with his spade. His count reached 120 and even though the job wasn’t finished he had to go back in as his shivering and teeth chattering started.
Vicki was waiting with towels. She took off his parkas, his trainers, his shorts this time and led him quickly to the bag. Again he burrowed down inside. She drew the top over his head. She hadn’t rebuttoned her blouse and he buried his face into her warm firm breasts. She lifted her leg for his to go between. .
“Daddy, you stayed out for too long. I thought you had gone forever,” she sobbed.
She was horrified at how cold his loins were as they pressed into her leg. She put a hand inside his boxers.
“You’re freezing here.”
Jim was only vaguely aware of her intimate fondle. His brain was almost completely taken over by the pain and shaking from his freezing body. In survival mode all his instincts were screaming out for warmth.
As he recovered his rational mind came into conflict with his instincts. His rational mind said this is wrong. His instincts were reacting to his daughter’s body and warmth and touch, to her tenderness as she held him, to the increasing urge in his loins.
Instinct won.
As he warmed, his attention to his daughter’s breasts changed from seeking comfort to licking, kissing, fondling and nibbling. Vicki groaned and her hips moved. She held his head with one hand as she stroked her father’s penis and scrotum as his erection recovered. Jim didn’t object, in fact he assisted as she lowered his boxers.
He moved up the sleeping bag and their wonderful gentle kissing started again. He fondled her breasts, she stroked his face with one hand while delicately fondling his erection with the other.
Vicki pushed him onto his back and lay on top of him, her legs apart, astride his. Her beautiful face looked down at him, her long brown hair fell on either side of his face creating their own tiny erotic world. He could feel her breasts on his chest, her pubic mound, only covered by her knickers, on his abdomen.
Earnestly she looked down at him.
“Darling, darling Daddy.”
They kissed with wide open mouths, with their lips moving urgently, their tongues dueling. Her saliva ran into his mouth, he thought it was the purest nectar.
Vicki moved further up and lowered her right breast to his mouth. He licked and sucked her aureole, her hardened nipple. She groaned and her hips writhed a little.
Then her left breast. After a minute of shared bliss she moved down, he could feel her clitoral hood nudging the tip of his erection.
Her hips ground in as he put his hands inside her knickers and fondled her buttocks. Her buttocks and thighs were so beautiful, they reminded him of how her mother’s used to be.
But that image of his ex-wife, Vicki’s mother, brought him back to reality. He stopped.
“I’m sorry, my beautiful Victoria. I have to think.”
She moved onto her side, her back to him. She put his hand on her knickers and held it there. He could feel the dampness. She squirmed her buttocks into his erection.”
“Oh Daddy,” she sighed. “Why do I love you so much when you are such a bastard.”
He retrieved his boxers from the sleeping bag and after they had somehow calmed down they went to sleep.
Jim woke first next morning. He looked at Vicki. She hadn’t done up her blouse and her upper body was almost fully on display. He felt a conflict of guilts. Guilty that he had been so intimate with his daughter, guilty that he had taken her to the brink and unfairly had stopped. Guilt as he looked down in adoration at her teenage beauty.
She woke and looked at his troubled, loving face.
“It’s alright Daddy. I really do understand.” She kissed his nose.
They lay cuddling, not really knowing what to say. Vicki handed him the book and he read with her arm and leg across him.
“I’ll make some tea.” said Vicki after half an hour, “would you like some?”
The gas burner was behind their heads so all Vicki had to do was crawl half way out of the sleeping bag to make the tea. As she did so Jim was treated to a slow moving close-up view of teenage beauty in perfection.
First her firm breasts passed within a few inches of his eyes. As she wriggled her brown aureoles bounced tantalizingly close. It took all his will-power to stop himself from leaning forward to suckle them.
Then her smooth, flat, slightly muscled stomach. He could see how slim her waist was as her hips broadened out below. Vicki stopped her movements momentarily as her navel was right in front of his eyes. God, how he would like to lick there.
Her final position brought her knickers to within six inches of his face. They were tiny, tight and semi-transparent. He could see the shape of her pubic mound and clitoral hood. Her pussy lips were plump and obvious and he noticed that the knickers followed the line between.
He had to close his eyes. But he couldn’t close off her sexual, exotic, musky, feminine odors, he couldn’t avoid the warmth which seemed to radiate from her loins.
“Tea’s ready at last. You haven’t gone to sleep again?” asked Vicki seeing his eyes were closed.
But Jim was wide awake, in torment, his erection painfully hard.
She wriggled back down. She must have noticed Jim’s erection but said nothing and they chatted as the wind howled.
“Could I have another cup of tea, please Daddy?”
Jim knew what was going to happen. In a strange way he felt like a condemned man being led to the scaffold; he had no control over his destiny. He crawled out of the sleeping bag knowing his boxers were level with his daughter’s face. He felt her hands go inside the gap in the front and fondle his erection. He stroked her hair and gently pushed Vicki’s head forward.
Without haste she extracted his erection and softly put it in her mouth.
He looked down at the beautiful, intensely loving face of his daughter, felt overwhelmed with his love and passion for her and eased off his boxers. He turned off the burner, came down the sleeping bag and they kissed without any inhibitions.
His hand went to her legs which Vicki parted. His fingers traced over the satiny firm inner thighs. She groaned as he moved to her pubic mound, still protected by her knickers. He caressed the soft flesh between the top of her thighs and her labia. Vicki’s hips writhed.
She lifted her bottom as he eased her knickers down her legs. Now he caressed her outer labia and her clitoral hood. With his tongue as far in her mouth as Vicki could suck it, his fingers opened her inner labia and felt their glistening, warm slipperiness, then felt the wet smoothness of her engorged clitoris. Vicki groaned again.
“It’s time for you to fuck me with your lovely cock, darling Daddy.”
“Are you sure, sweetheart?”
“Shhhh Daddy.”
With a care and a gentleness like the first time he held her as a new born baby, he entered her warm, moist vagina. Slowly, enjoying the exquisite sensations of each millimeter. Once he was fully inside, he didn’t move. Vicki squeezed her vaginal muscles and they kissed and hugged. She wrapped her legs around his waist.
That first time everything was in slow motion, as though they wanted to discover every secret and every reaction of each other’s genitals. He found her G spot and caressed it to excitement. Three times he brought her to the brink and then stopped, wanting to extend the moment of bliss. The fourth time she came with a juddering “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.
With three more thrusts he came, his seed splashing onto his daughter’s cervix.
He sighed, “Oh my beautiful child.”
He looked into her face and was about to speak.
“Shhhhh Daddy.”
She covered his face with those lovely tickling kisses.
They lay in each other’s arms, his soft penis still inside, stroking each other, nibbling each other, kissing each other, giggling and whispering nonsense into each other’s ears.
His erection recovered.
“It’s time for you to be fucked again, beautiful Vicki,” Jim’s inhibitions were now completely gone.
He ground his pubic bone and the base of his cock into Vicki’s clitoris, he pushed hard into her cervix. He massaged her breast roughly with one hand, the other squeezed her buttocks.
“Harder DaddeeeeeeeeeeyyYYOOooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh,” as the pressure on her clitoris brought her to a hip bouncing climax.
She climaxed two more times before he ground his cock into her cervix, his pubic bone into hers and felt his climax surge from his loins, through his penis and into Vicki’s womb.
Sweating and panting they curled in each other’s embrace. Vicki put a finger to her vagina then licked it.
“You taste yummy.”
Then he explored her with his fingers and over the next half hour brought her to three orgasms with soothing caresses of her clitoris and G spot. She marveled in the tender expertise of his touch. It was as though he knew all her most responsive parts, could tell what aroused her and could bring her to ecstasy when he wanted.
“Please Daddy, come inside me again.”
But this time he kissed her on the nose.
“A man has only so many shots in his locker. And we’ve two more days here”
But his exquisite fingers brought her quickly, God, embarrassingly quickly, to her most shuddering orgasm yet.
“Two more days here, I wish we had two more years,” thought Vicki as she lay panting and immobilized apart from the after-spasms in her loins.
“Why did Mummy let him go?” But she knew that was a no-go area for discussion.
Vicki cooked bacon and eggs with toast and coffee for breakfast. On the other burner they boiled up two large billy cans of water for washing. .
The temperature in the tent was icy cold but stood up to give each other a quick flannel wash..
Jim looked at his daughter adoringly. She was so beautiful, long dark hair flowing, firm brown tipped breasts bouncing as she danced with the cold, her narrow waist and flat stomach. Sparse, trimmed pubic hair didn’t hide her plump labia and clitoral hood. And as she stood on her toes to avoid the cold floor her long elegant legs were even more beautiful.
Vicki was suddenly self conscious, even though they had made love twice and she had lost count of the number of orgasms she had had. She covered her breasts with one hand, her pussy with the other.
Jim gently took her hands away, then stroked those parts she had tried to hide.
“Dear Vicki, you so are exquisitely beautiful.”
They hugged and now reassured, Vicki took the opportunity to kneel down and put his penis in her mouth.
“Daddy,” she was upset. “I’m not doing it properly, you are just getting smaller and smaller.”
“Princess, not even your lovely mouth can’t beat this cold.”
They dried each other and dived into the sleeping bag to warm up. Unlike many lovers they continued to kiss, they explored each other’s bodies. Armpits, behind the knees, the soles of their feet. Vicki decided that all of her body was an erogenous zone.
The morning was spent reading, chatting, giggling, tickling and almost platonically exploring each other’s bodies. She learned all about his life from his childhood, he heard the stories of her life which she hadn’t told him before. Sometimes they dozed off in a tight embrace. Still the wind howled and the tent was buffeted but remained secure.
Daytime was a little less cold than at night and they found they didn’t need the over-blanket from the second sleeping on top.. Two bodies cuddled into one bag was enough. This gave Jim an idea. With two spades, two ice axes and a gas cylinder he built a simple frame at the head of their sleeping bag. He took one of the foam mattresses and laid it under the frame.
“What on earth are you doing Daddy?” asked Vicki.
“Wait and see, I think you’ll like it.”
He then draped the sleeping bag turned blanket over the frame and crawled back in. They had their own cocoon.
“Oh it’s dark in here, but its nice and snug,” giggled Vicki.
They were now fully enclosed by sleeping bags and the trapped air soon warmed up.
“Move up and lie under that frame darling daughter.”
Now she understood and lay on her back and spread her legs and raised her knees for her father’s face.
Jim explored all her feminine intimacies with his tongue, his lips, his fingers and gently with his teeth.
“Vicki you smell and taste and feel so muskily, femininely, exotically, sexually and erotically delicious.”
He pushed her knees back and licked and kissed her perineum and then all the way up to her pubic mound and the tops of her thighs.
Vicki felt his tongue on her clitoris and she climaxed, almost in a dream where the only thing she was aware of was the pleasure sensation in her loins..
For the next half hour she was in a mixture of torment and ecstasy. Torment because he would bring her to the brink and then unkindly back her down. Ecstasy when he had his lips on her clitoris and his fingers on her G spot and brought her to a seemingly endless wave of orgasms.
Then he pushed her knees back again and softly licked from pubic mound to perineum. And a little further.
It was the first time she had felt a tongue on her anus. At first it seemed strange, but then she started to enjoy the probing sensations as he lingered.
Jim could feel her start to get cold even with the cocoon.
“Come back into the sleeping bag dear Vicki.”
“But Daddy, I want my turn on you.”
“So do I, but after you’ve warmed up.”
She snuggled into him soothing his erection with her fingers.
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmmmmmm.”
“Will I ever find a man who is good a lover as you.”
“Absolutely impossible,” he joked.
Vicki giggled, but felt that what her father had said was probably true.
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmmmmmm.”
“Your cock is so big I won’t be able to put all of it in my mouth.”
“Sweet Vicki, cock sucking is more than cock swallowing. Sure it will be lovely to have my cock deep in your mouth but only go as far as you are comfortable, and remember there are lots of other things. Sometimes just licking my tip will be lovely.”
Reassured that she wasn’t going to have her throat bashed the way she had with her two previous lovers, Vicki felt confident.
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmmmmmm.”
“I’m warm now.”
Jim moved up into the cocoon and Vicki put her mouth over his erection. How she loved the feeling of her father’s masculinity and strength in her mouth and the delicacy of his testicles in her hands.
Freed from what she thought was her obligation to only suck hard and swallow, she tried all sorts of experiments all over his organ with her lips tongue and teeth. She gently put his testicles in her mouth, she licked and nibbled his perineum, she probed his slit with her tongue, discovered all the sensitive parts of his knob and shaft.
Vicki loved to feel his reactions. He started to sigh and his hips started to writhe. She moved her lips up and down his shaft, faster and sucking harder, pushing his knob into her throat.
Then, remembering how he had taken her to the brink and back, slowed down.
Another delight of oral sex came to her. It was such a giving thing. She loved to feel the pleasure she was able to give her father. She took him to the brink again, and again she slowed down.
“Please Vicki,”he groaned.
“Shhhh Daddy.”
Then he came, she sucked his juices, squeezed the tube under his penis to swallow every last drop, then lay, her head on his on his thigh with his soft penis still in her mouth. He stroked her hair and face.
They would have been happy to stay like that but, this time it was Jim who started to shiver. He dismantled the cocoon and moved everything back to where it was before.
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmm.”
“I was right. Your spunk is so yummy.”
“Mmmmm.”
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmmmmm.”
“I liked it when you licked my bum.”
“Good, I thought you did.”
“Do you like doing that?”
“Only with someone I love.”
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmmmmm.”
“Can we have anal sex?”
“Are you sure you want to?”
“With my darling Daddy yes. Boys want me to do it but I’ve always felt afraid and dirty. I’m afraid it would hurt. But I know you would never hurt me.”
“No Princess, I wouldn’t.” With a hug.
“And I want it to be you who takes my anal virginity.”
“Mmmmmmmm.” Another hug and kiss on the hair.
“Daddy?”
“Mmmmmmm.”
“Could we do it now please?”
A gentle slap on the bottom.
“I told you about shots in the locker. Anyway there are some things we need to do first.”
Lunch was tuna sandwiches, fruit and tea. Jim didn’t think he would have to go outside and check again until evening. The base of the tent was solid, he could tell by the shape of the dome that there was no serious snow build up and the rampart was doing its job.
They were never bored for a moment. They were enjoying the book, Vicki loved hearing her father read. But much of the time was spent in enchantment with each other and each other’s bodies. They spent hours just passionately kissing, exploring each other’s mouths and lips, her breasts. Sometimes he would idly fondle her her genitals, not always arousing Vicki, just tenderly exploring and owning. She did the same with his penis and testicles.
His touching of her genitals was different now. Instead of his hand coming from the front, Vicki would lie on her side facing him and put her upper leg over his waist enabling him to come from behind. Now her anus was included in his wanderings. Always with a well lubricated finger. Initially her sphincter did as it was designed to and tightened. Gradually she and it became used to the touch.
She clung to Jim more tightly and kissed him fervently. With only a little pressure the first joint of his index finger entered.
“Squeeze and let go, lots of times Princess.”
She did so and gradually her anal muscle relaxed. She felt his finger fully inside her, right up to the knuckle.
“Mmmm, that feels nice.” She kept squeezing and relaxing and Jim gently pushed the perimeter of her anus.
“Now you are relaxing, lovely girl.” He was able to withdraw his finger completely and enter with very little pressure.
Twice more that afternoon his fingers wandered and her sphincter offered less and less resistance..
Evening came and with it the darkness.
“I can’t hear any wind. And look is that the moon?” There was a white glimmer in the ceiling of the tent.
“Yes its the eye of the storm. It’ll be like this for an hour or so. Come outside Vicki, you must see this. Bring your camera”
Quickly they dressed. Jim grabbed the second sleeping bag and when they were outside draped it like a blanket around their shoulders.
The scene which greeted them was a winter paradise. Above, the black sky was studded with stars, more stars than Vicki had ever seen. They seemed so big and close she felt she could almost touch them. Not a breath of wind.
An enormous silver full moon shone brightly. It cast a silver glow over the snow covered glacier The towering mountain peaks gleamed whitely and brightly, standing out from the black sky behind. Far below in the valley they could see the mountain lakes; silvery shimmers of moon-light. It was still freezing.
Vicki snapped away with her camera, hoping that she would do justice to this haunting magnificence of nature.
“What are you doing?”
Jim had dashed inside and come out with a foam plastic mattress. He had taken off every stitch of clothing. Now he was standing on the mattress looking up at the sky his arms extended heavenwards, his body had a silver sheen in the moonlight.
He howled like a wolf. “OOOOooooooooooowwWWWWwwooooooooooooooooOOOO” His howls echoed around the the glacial moraine.
“You are completely mad.” She snapped away at him with her camera. But then the infection caught her. She also stripped and joined him on the mattress.
“OOOooooooooowwwWWWWwwwoooooooooooooooooooOOO’ she howled and howled and the echoes howled back. She felt she was part of mother nature.
They held each other’s hand as they saluted the stars and moon together.
“OOOoooooooooowwwWWWWwwwooooooooooooooooooOOO” again and again, as if they were nature worshiping cave dwellers.
He returned to the warmth of the sleeping bag-blanket and snapped away at Vicki’s silver body.
She ran to him for warmth from the blanket and his embrace.
“OooooowwwwoooooOOOO” they murmured into each other’s ears.
The idea struck them both at the same time. First Jim left the blanket and took up a variety of naked poses, in front of the tent, lying on his back on the snow rampart, in front of the mountains.
Then Vicki. Her poses ranged from demure, provocative, erotic to downright pornographic. She forgot the cold and rolled in the snow. She lay on her back, arms and legs wide and beckoning. She insisted that Jim take closeups of her vulva and bum which she poked up into the moonlight. Her genitals were a glistening silver.
They huddled together laughing in the blanket. The cold was starting to seep into them. Quickly they set the camera on auto shoot with 20 seconds between shots. They embraced in different poses, some demure, some like Vicki kneeling in front of Jim with his cock in her mouth were less demure.
They started to shiver, the wind started to blow and some of the stars were lost behind the clouds. They howled a last mournful howl at the moon, dashed inside the tent, into their sleeping bag and hugged the warmth back into each other. They were laughing uncontrollably from the exhilaration of the moment.
“Some of those photos will earn us a fortune on the net,” giggled Vicki.
“I’m not having any of me on the net with my cock so small from the cold.”
They both laughed knowing these would be private snaps for life.
Their laughter changed to intimacy, their intimacy to passion. Jim’s hands traveled her body, exciting Vicki even more than the first time she had felt his touch. Again her anus was included in his erotic exploration, again it resisted but less than before and soon two fingers were inside her bowel.
He entered her vagina with his penis, keeping his fingers where they were and she felt the delight and intense orgasm from the double penetration.
Jim did not come.
“Lie on your side with your back to me, my beautiful Vicki and lift your knees towards your chest.”
She did so as he covered his penis with olive oil.
“Tell me if it hurts.”
“Shhhh, Daddy.”
There was only a little pressure required for his knob to enter and he went in two inches. She squeezed her anal muscle.
“Daddy, I love you. Daddy I love your cock. Daddy I love your cock in my bum,” she whispered.
He gently commenced his rhythm. Her muscle had given up its fight and he was able to withdraw from her completely and re-enter with no resistance. He pushed until his loins were hard against her buttocks. Vicki’s bowel felt erotically full, she gasped at the beautiful sensations of his penis along her smooth rectum wall and the lovely pressure through to her vagina. With her free hand she parted her buttock to let him enter deeper. With his free hand he found her clitoris.
“Please Daddy, as hard as you can.”
He couldn’t stop himself from obeying her instructions. It was the most physically uninhibited lovemaking they had had. Her buttocks were flattened as he pounded. She shrieked as she came from a clitoral orgasm and still he kept thrusting.
With a judder and surge which consumed her from her navel to her buttocks Vicki came again with an enormous orgasm. It seemed to come from her clitoris, her vagina and her ass at the same time.
Jim grunted like an animal as he felt his orgasm surge, then repeated his wolf howl as he ejaculated into his daughter’s bowel.
They lay panting in that spoon position for ten minutes. Then Vicki rolled over and put her arms around her beloved father.
“OOOoooooooowwWWwwooooooOOO” she whispered in his ear and giggled.
The next day was spent in a continuation of loving, sexual bliss. Jim was happy enough about the fuel supply to leave four gas burners on for hours. The temperature never got warm but by draping themselves with the second sleeping bag they could stay out of their main bed for some time before the cold sent them back.
During these times, Jim took Vicki as she knelt in front of him, shoulders to the mattress. The first time in her vagina, the second in her anus. Vicki knelt in front of Jim and after taking him to ecstasies he hadn’t known with her mouth and throat, swilled her father’s juices around her mouth before swallowing.
Later he lay on his back and she knelt over him, facing his feet. First she lowered her haunches so that he spent half an hour licking her vagina and anus and bringing her to orgasm again and again.
They used the camera again. Vicki spent a lot of time photographing his erection from different angles and distances.
“So that the net surfers can see what you are really like.” Some other photos were even more pornographic, others quite prim.
Vicki realized they should take some “proper” photos to show people when they returned, so they snapped each other fully dressed. They laid out the two sleeping bags side by side to show how they might have slept
Jim woke at dawn on the third morning. He could tell the storm was over. No breeze disturbed the tent and golden light from the sunrise glimmered through. He looked at his beautiful daughter beside him, tears in his eyes.
Vicki woke and without saying a word they made the most tender love for an hour. For both Jim and Vicki it was a mixture of love, tenderness, lust and sadness.
They rediscovered every inch of each other’s bodies. Jim brought Vicki to climaxes with his tongue, lips and fingers, and with his penis in her vagina then her rectum. Solemnly Vicki knelt in front of Jim and tenderly licked their bodies’ juices from his penis.
They took a foam mattress outside and stood on it. It was a beautiful, warm, still morning, no cloud in the sky. The pristine snow glinted in the bright sunlight, the newly snow-covered peaks stood in brilliant contrast to the blue sky, the virginally white glacier stretched out below.
Naked they raised their faces and arms to the azure heavens.
“OOOooooooooooooowwwWWWWwwwoooooooooooooOOO.”
Jim and Vicki, father and daughter, danced and hugged and kissed and laughed and howled like wolves until they heard the rescue aircraft coming.

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Matt get cought red handed in changing room

Matt quietly opened the door to the girls locker room, his dick tingling slightly already at the thought of what he was about to do. He checked up and down the corridor to check no one had seen him before silently slipping in and closing the door behind him.
Before him lay what he had dreamed about for so long but only seen quick glimpses of before, two walls lined with benches stretched out before him, another line of benches going down the middle of the floor all covered with the girls clothes. He saw the blue bra he had noticed Sarah wearing earlier, the tight licra shorts that showed of her ass so well, and just next to them, a pair of white cotton panty’s which would have been rubbing against her tight pussy just a few minutes ago. Any other day he would have been happy to unzip his fly and jerk off at the sight of them, and now here he was, touching distance, they would still be warm. No, he was on a mission and he didn’t have long.
The girls locker room was always kept locked, except of course when they were in it. This gave him a very brief window when the girls had all gone into the shower block to sneak in unseen. Reaching the bottom of the changing area he opened the door into the small toilet block, four cubicles in a row at the end of the room another door to the shower block. He stepped into one of the cubicles and opened his bag pulling out a tiny spy camera he bought off the internet. From here he could hear the girls in the next room through a vent. He stopped for a minute, imagining what was going on next door, all the wet naked bodies of all the girls he’s dreamed about for so long. Covered in soapy lather, helping each other get clean. Loud cheering and giggling snapped him back into reality. Straining to here he could just make out some words
“Hay Amy where you going you still have conditioner in your hair”
“just going for a pee, thanks for asking you nosey slut”
“I bet she’s gone for a wank after seeing Ellen and Anna kiss, I always thought she was one of them”
“I’m not gay guys I just need a pee, god”
This was so hot, even in his imagination things were not this hot, girls kissing in the showers. The whole school knew they were gay but they were never into public shows of affection, he wondered what else they got up to in there, with all the girls watching, feeling each other, hands wandering over each other’s perky tits and tight asses, a cheeky finger slipped in? Wait. Where did that voice say she was going…
The sound of a door opening, footsteps getting closer. Matt’s mind raced, please not this cubicle, please not this cubicle. The door swung open, the girl screamed.
This was bad, Matt was exposed, girls were running over from the shower to see to reason for Amy’s scream, and all he could do was watch the drips of water slowly rolling down her curvaceous naked body, a bead of water fell from her long black hair, landing on her sumptuous breast and following the perfect natural curve past her small pink nipples before rejoining her stomach and heading further south towards her perfectly shaven pussy. He could have watched her all day but someone had taken the initiative to cover her with a towel and once again he was forced to accept the realisation that he was in deep shit.
Suddenly he was slapped across the face, a hand grabbed his arm pulling him up and through the crowd out into the locker room and thrown onto the central row of benches. Lying flat on his back he looked up to see Polly standing over him, and she was not happy
“what the fuck do you think you’re doing”
He noticed that in her anger she had still not covered herself up and his eyes wandered down to stare at the tits that had been taunting him since the start of high school
“Oi, my face is up here and if you dare look at my tits or cunt I’ll rip that tiny cock of yours off now, what the fuck are you do… is that a camera, oh I get it you sick fuck, did the guys put you up to this, you were going to spy on us showering, how fucking desperate”
“no” Matt managed desperately trying to defend himself “it was just for me, I was going to put it in the toilet”
“Oh my god you sick fuck, why do you want to see that, its not enough for you to see us naked, you don’t care how attractive we are, you’re so desperate to see your first vagina that you put a camera in the toilet where I change my tampon and wipe my arse, just so you can zoom in on my cunt while I go for a piss. “
She started moving towards him climbing up on the bench and slowly lowering herself down over his face. “well go on then look, that’s what you want isn’t it, see my cunt all close up, well here you go, is it sexy yet, was it worth it cause you know you’re getting expelled for this don’t you” she was now kneeling over his head her pussy inches away from his nose, he could already smell it’s musky scent and it was taking all his restraint no to reach forward and burry his mouth into her lips. By this time all the girls had followed them through and were standing round them watching intently.
“0h, I almost forgot. If this was on your camera I’d be having a piss”
Matt just had time to close his eyes as a golden jet shot from her urethra hitting him square in the forehead. On hitting his forehead most rolled off, soaking his hair and running over his eyes but because of how close Polly’s cunt was to his face and the power with which the piss was coming out some of it splashed back into the air covering her thighs and stomach. He tried to gasp for air but as soon as he opened his mouth it was flooded with the salty golden liquid. Spluttering, Matt opened his mouth wider hungry for more of her precious liquid.
Gradually the stream subsided trickling into his mouth in dribs and drabs which he greedily swallowed. Matt opened his eyes again and was shocked to see Polly’s hand furiously rubbing her clit in small circles, her other hand kneading her breast. Then with out warning she let out an animalistic moan of pleasure and collapsed down with most of her weight resting on Matt’s mouth her pussy lips crushing into his face. He instantly knew what to do and sucking her with her lips, his tongue darting up and down licking up all the drops of her pee lest clinging to her skin, before plunging into her and penetrating her tight hole. By this time she was humping his face lifting her pelvis up slightly before slamming it back down again. In one last push Matt shoved his tongue as far in as he could and felt her insides quiver and tighten as another wave of liquid flowed into his mouth as an massive orgasm rattled through her.
The orgasm was the strongest Polly had ever experienced and as the last waves of pleasure slowly faded from her body she was left utterly empty and exhausted unable to hold her self up she fell backwards. She lay there, flat on her back legs spread exposing her red puffy pussy lips, eyes closed breathing heavily.
“Oh my god what have you done to her you idiot”
“don’t worry” came the cool response, quite out of tune with the panicked nature of the room, “she’s just a recovering from the biggest orgasm she’s aver had”. A wave of objections came from all the girls mouths at once giving Matt the opportunity to look up and see it was Becky who had made this odd remark.
“what are you talking about”
“why would she come because she pissed on him”
“that’s gross”
“no it’s not gross, it’s fact, some of the biggest orgasms girls can have are brought on by releasing the bladder while being stimulated” This only caused more disruption in the room as again a wave of sound rose up.
“like wanking and peeing at the same time”
“that’s obviously not true”
“how do you know this stuff”
Everyone looked at her for an answer
“well” she said blushing slightly, and looking down at her feet. Matt had an idea what was coming next that made his cock so hard it nearly exploded but he couldn’t be that lucky could he?
“I kinda have a bit of a thing for pee, I get off on it, I guess you’d call it a fetish but I’m not some kinda bondage freak, it just makes me cum really hard”
“she’s right girls” a weak raspy voice came from Polly’s mouth, “its the best thing you’ll ever experience”
“that settles it then” Becky said with a smile “who wants to show this disgusting little boy how dirty he is next”
The faces of the girls all changed from confusion to excitement as they realise the possibility that was being offered to them. Something new and sexy, something wild and exciting, something that would give them the best orgasm ever”
With a cheer from the crowd Amy dropped her towel, stepped up onto the bench and kneeled over Matt’s face. “This is for staring at my tits earlier”. Matt saw her stomach tighten and just had time to clamp his mouth around her pussy before a flood of hot piss filled it. Matt’s mouth was filled instantly, his tongue relishing being completely surrounded by Amy’s sweetness, he swallowed as fast as he could but it was coming far too fast and soon it bubbled out of his mouth over his lips and dribbled down his face. By the time the flow died down Matt was gasping for breath but still wasted no time and immediately started attacking her clit with her tongue, swirling it round, stabbing it, licking it sucking it. Around the room girls had dropped their towels and were starting to pay attention to their quickly moistening pussies as they watched Amy riding Matt’s face in the middle of the room. For Amy it seemed like hours were passing as she ground her face into Matt’s warm welcoming mouth, towards that electric tongue, in complete ecstasy.
“I’m gonna CUU…” Amy started but the rest of the sentence was lost to a banshee like howl that leapt from her lips and filled the room. Matt sensed the end coming and bit down hard on her clit bringing her over the edge. He gripped it tightly while she bucked up and down, waves of pleasure rolling through her, no longer able to control herself her arms flailed and legs kicked as lightning shot through every vein in her body. Matt released her as she slipped of him collapsing onto her side completely spent.
A round of applause broke the silence but was cut short by a bell ringing to signify the end of games and the start of the next lesson. All the girls broke into a panic and remembering where they were franticly started throwing on their clothes on. He felt an hand on his shoulder and spun round to se Polly behind him, still naked with a wicked smile on her face. “Now then, what shall we do with you”
“Please don’t tell anyone I’ll never do it again I promise I’ll..”
“never do it again” she cut him off “now where’s the fun in that. How about you come back on Monday and we’ll talk about what you… punishment should be”
Most of the girls had hurried of to class by now and Matt thought this a wise time to make his exit. He headed for the door was stopped by a shout from behind him. He turned round to see Becky standing behind him with her school uniform on and her legs spread wide apart. Slowly she lifted up her skirt, bringing it above her waist giving Matt a beautiful look at her while cotton panties, the small bulge of her sex pressing against the tight material. Suddenly a wet spot appeared then grew rapidly, bead of moisture formed on the fabric, swelled in size then ran down her legs. The stream got wider and faster running down both legs now, hugging her soft skin until they ran into her now soaking shoes. Then the stream broke free and shot strait out the front of her panties, breaking up into small drops in the air before spattering onto the ground. The stream got less powerful and the liquid fell closer and closer to her feet until after one last golden drop it dried up.
Matt was transfixed as she slowly slipped them of, pulled her skirt down and walked towards him, legs still shinny with moisture, holding the sodden panties in front of her.
“Here’s a little something to keep you busy until Monday, think of it as a thank you for the show you put on” with that she handed him the panties, which will still dripping with warm piss, and walk out the door, lifting her skirt up as she left to expose her perfectly formed, now naked ass.
“oh and Matt when you give them back, they better not be clean”

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Time Stop

A nerdy high school guy gains the ability to stop time. DON’T EXPECT REALISM. Enjoy!

Fiction

Megan’s Summer Part 1

Megan is 17 years old and in top shape. At five foot two inches and 103 pounds, she had nice shapely legs, a beautifully round and perky ass, her stomach was toned and a pair of firm B cups. Her skin was soft and tan, dark green almond shaped eyes and long black hair with a slight curl to it.
She will be trying to enjoy her summer vacation before her senior year of high school but unfortunately she will be running into a few adventures on the way….

True Story

David cums onto to his Counsellor

This is Part 2 of one of my earliest stories, “Drunk & Disorderly”. They say that the first rule of counselling is not to get emotionally involved with your client. The second rule is, you don’t go to bed with him! Hmm.

Fiction

The Beast Within Chapter 2

The second chapter of “The Beast Within”, a story about a young man bitten by a wolf who then transforms into a beast. He seeks out the nearest person to unleash his desires upon… His Mother. The second chapter takes place from the point of view of the mother.

Fiction

Falling In Love With Kyle- Chapter 1

This is my first story, so constructive criticism welcome, but only if its constructive! There will be more to come if people like it, so please leave comments or send me PM’s. I hope you like it. 🙂
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There is a buildup of relationships in the story before the sex, so if you dont want that, go somewhere else!
We’ll get there eventually, but it’s still worth reading! So please do! 🙂
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As soon as I realized what would happen if I didn’t get out of that room, the panic set in. I didn’t see any other doors or windows than the one he had just left from and locked behind him. I quickly looked around the room and, realizing that I was definitely trapped, began frantically banging on the door and screaming for help.
I knew no one would find me, down in a dark bedroom hidden in the corner of the basement, but I wouldn’t give up. I tried to think how I had gotten myself into this. The last few hours of a drunken make-out session with a guy who I knew was sketchy, were very lost to my now sobering mind. I couldn’t even remember who the guy had been. It sure as hell wasn’t my boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend.
What with finding him cheating on me and being held hostage by another creep, I’m starting to think there is no such thing as a decent guy in this town.
I gave another seemingly hopeless pull on the handle of the door, and to my surprise, it swung open. I was about ready to make a run for the stairs when I realized how bad it would be if the guy was waiting for me. I took a look at my body, and seeing the bruises beginning to form on my arms and legs, knew he was probably not somebody I wanted to mess with, or could defend myself from.
I slowly stepped out of the doorway and looked around cautiously before walking as quietly as I could to the bottom of the stairs. I hear a T.V. on upstairs, but no voices. I moved my feet soundlessly up the stairs, keeping my head low until I got to the top.
A loud and obnoxious, but familiar voice came from a doorway a few feet away.
“Don’t worry, man. She’ll be fine. She’s gotta be waking up soon anyways,” said the voice.
“Shouldn’t we at least go check on her? What if she’s sick?” Another softer voice chimed in.
I was confused. Were they talking about me? How could they be acting like I was just a guest and I wasn’t just locked in a dark basement?
“See? She’s awake!” The loud voice called, and I was instantly terrified. I started to walk towards the front door, but a large figure stepped in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. I looked up to see a familiar face, and I felt somewhat safer. My ex-boyfriend’s friend Jason was towering down over me. Their other friend Kyle, the softer voice of the two, was standing behind him, staring at me with terror-filled eyes.
Jason lifted up my arm, examining the bruises. His eyes shifted to my other arm, and then my legs. “What the hell happened to you, Emma?”
His voice was now concerned, rather than loud and irritating.
I pulled my arm away, and was instantly defensive. “I should be asking you. This is your house, isn’t it? And I was just locked in your basement.”
He raised an eyebrow, then laughed and looked at Kyle. “He didn’t tell her the door jams.”
“He who?” It sounded colder than I had meant it to. He looked at me like I was crazy. “Your boyfriend, that’s who. He just left, like, 5 minutes ago.”
The previous night’s events came flooding back to me. That’s who had just left. And the door jams, I wasn’t locked in. I guess it was him who I had been making out with. But, wait…
“I was screaming, though. I thought I had been kidnapped.”
Jason stifled laughter, and then pointed to the T.V. where a football game had been playing. Of course. How could I expect a boy brain to focus on anything else?
I glanced back at Kyle, who was still staring at me with worry in his eyes. My mind went back to the bruises on my arms and legs. I looked down at my purpling body. “What happened last night?”
Jason looked concerned again as well, and sighed. “You’ll have to talk to Travis about that…” I nodded. “Ex, by the way.” He looked confused, so I added; “Ex-boyfriend. We broke up last night. Or so I thought. I caught him with Katrina, again.”
Kyle laughed at this, making the first noise since I’d been upstairs. It was my turn to be confused. How could that be funny?
“Sorry. It’s just… Travis is such an idiot. Going from you who’s, well… you, to Katrina, who’s not.” My heart gave a little jump, and I could feel my cheeks burning. Kyle looked away, looking as though he wished he hadn’t said anything.
I looked back at Jason. “Well, I should be going. As long as you guy s are done holding me captive?” He laughed and nodded. “You need a ride?”
I thought and tried to remember the location of my car, and then finally remembered that I had left it at Travis’ house across town.
“Uh, yeah I guess I do. As long as you don’t mind. I left my car at Travis’ house.”
Kyle chimed in again, “We don’t mind. I can drive you there.”
I nodded and said my goodbye to Jason, who insisted on sending me with a cup of his famous, but awfully strong coffee to help with my “intense” hangover.
Honestly, it wasn’t that bad. The bruises were worse.
Kyle and I got into his car and were on our way into town. He kept glancing at my arms and legs and looked like he wanted to say something. I tried my best to cover them, feeling self-conscious, but with my lack of clothing, as I had decided to be slutty chic last night, this wasn’t easy.
He pulled into Travis’ driveway next to my little turquoise bug, and turned off his car. He looked at me and finally spoke.
“I’m sure it wasn’t Travis.”
I looked at him quizzically and he nodded at my bruises.
“Oh. You’re probably right…” I said this and was surprised when my voice didn’t shake. It sounded more believable than it was. In truth, it wasn’t the first time Travis has been violent.
He still may have been right though, I could have just fallen. I’m a pretty clumsy person.
I started to gather my things. “Thanks for the ride, Kyle.” He nodded silently, and I got out of the car and waved to him before getting into mine.
I was pulling out of the driveway when the door to his house open and Travis came jogging out to my car. I pulled to the curb and rolled down the window, not wanting to let him into my car.
“Hey baby,” he said grinning.
I rolled my eyes. “You’re not allowed to call me that now.” His grin faded. “Why not?”
“Because were not together anymore.” His expression became angry.
“Why not?” He repeated.
“Because I’m breaking up with you. Because you cheated on me, again.
I don’t deserve this and I’m not putting up with it anymore.”
He shrugged of my words, as if they really hurt him, and put the mean façade back up. “Good, so I don’t have to do it. I was breaking up with you anyways.” I nodded. “Fine. You can go be with your little tramp now.” I was angry and being ruder than I would usually by to anyone, no matter who it was.
He backed away from my car and I almost drove off, but hesitated.
“Travis… Did you do this?” I nodded to my arms and legs, and he looked at them, just noticing them for the first time.
His eyes grew wider, looking shocked, and then his expression changed. He smirked. “You wanted rough sex last night. It was hot, which is out of the usual for you.”
I scoffed. “You’ve never complained before.” With that, I drove off.
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Three Months Later
It had taken awhile getting used to being away from Travis after a two year relationship. Despite his ass-y attitude lately, he’s really always been there for me.
I also haven’t gotten drunk since the graduation party at the beginning of summer, and was now packing to move into my dorm at UCLA. Also, my bruises had healed and disappeared, even though I was still unsure of the source.
I sat across from my best friend, Kelly on my bed as I folded and put all my clothes into a suitcase. She was getting tearier as the day went on as we had to say goodbye to each other in about an hour.
She sniffled again and tried to casually wipe her eyes, but I caught on that she was brushing away silent tears.
“Kelly… You know I’ll come back to visit. And you can come see me anytime. It’s not that far of a drive from your work in West Hollywood.”
“I know, Emma, but we’ve lived together for the past four years. I’m going to miss sharing clothes and secrets at night.”
I laughed. I wished I didn’t have secrets to tell. But, she was right. It would be hard living away from her. I had moved in with her the summer before our freshman year of high school when my parents had decided to move to Germany. With my 4.2 GPA and being on the cheerleading squad, moving with them was not a possibility. Kelly’s parents graciously let me move into Kelly’s room. Well, not that gracious, since their house was easily one of the biggest in Beverly Hills. They were filthy rich, and were barely around for Kelly, so they thought having me here would make her bother them less about being home. We spent our entire high school career together.
I nodded and stood up after I finished packing. She sniffled some more. “It’s time for you to go, huh?”
I gave a small chuckle. She was acting like I was leaving the country, when in reality, it was maybe 30 minutes away.
“Yes, it is. I have to be there to check in at 11.”
She nodded and started collecting some of my bags, helping me carry them down to my car. When we finished shoving them into my trunk, she gave me a tight hug. I hugged her back, but got slightly worried.
“Are you still coming with me to the dorms?” She nodded and I let out a sigh of relief. It would be much easier getting adjusted if she was there. Even if she didn’t go to school there.
I pulled back from her tight embrace. “We better get going.”
She nodded and grabbed her purse before getting into my car. I got in after her, and soon, we were off.
After a few hours in my dorm, Kelly and I had made it completely me and pink. We had gone to walk around the campus, trying to find my classes for the following Monday when we saw him.
Kelly was babbling about some club she thought I should join when I spotted him a couple feet away. I gasped, getting Kelly’s attention and then pulled her in the opposite direction.
“Emma! What the he-” I cut her off with a hand over her mouth and a loud Sshhh. She protested and I took my hand away, but gave her a look that apparently got the message across because she stopped talking.
“It’s him!” I whispered.
“It’s who?!” She peered her head around the tree I had pulled us behind, looking at who I had hidden from. I could see her mind reeling when she saw no one that looked threatening.
I took a deep breath. I had hold her about my sudden crush on a boy but I just didn’t tell her who. Now, I didn’t have much of a choice.
“It’s Kyle.” She raised an eyebrow and thought. Her eyes lit up after a moment.
“Kyle Kyle? Best friends with Travis and Jason, Kyle? Oh no, Emma, you’re not in love with him just because you he said you were better than slutty Katrina, are you?”
I laughed. “I am not in love with him, at all. I just like him a little.”
She looked at me doubtfully. “You’ve barely even spoke to him.”
“Yes, I know, Kelly. I’m not trying to have sex with him, for god sakes. I just kinda like him, like, a tiny bit.”
She sighed. “Well you’re not doing a very good job.” With that, she walked out from behind the tree, right in Kyle’s direction. I stayed where I was behind the tree, trying with all my might to get her to come back, but she just kept going towards him. Finally, she reached him and he turned to her. She pointed to me, and I had no choice but to come out from my hiding spot.
I approached them and was surprised to see that his face lit up with a big grin when he saw me. I tried to act non-chalant. “Hi Kyle.”
“Emma! Hey! Do you go to school here too?”
I nodded. “Next week’s my first day.”
“Mine too. Wow, that’s so cool. I didn’t think I would know anyone here. I haven’t seen you since after the graduation party when you thought we kidnapped you.” He laughed, and I tried to join him, but I couldn’t help the burning in my cheeks.
“You guys can totally hang out, like, all the time. Wouldn’t that be great, Emma?” I glared at Emma, but Kyle seemed to like the idea.
“That would be awesome. I mean, only if you want to, Emma.”
I nodded. I did want to. A lot. His small and meaningless comment that morning about Katrina had not escaped my mind all summer. That, and how concerned he was about my bruises had really gotten to me. I didn’t understand how I had never really noticed Kyle before then. He had always been with Jason and Travis, and I was always with him, but he was so quiet. He was completely different now, outgoing and enthusiastic.
“I would love to. It’d be great to know someone on campus.”
He nodded in agreement, and we stood, the three of us, in silence for a few minutes. It was Kelly who spoke first.
“Well, we should probably continue our tour, but you guys should totally exchange phone numbers! You can go on a date or something once school starts.” I glared at her again, but saw that Kyle blushed slightly, but was still smiling. He got out his phone, and I had no choice but to do the same. After we had each other’s numbers, and had said out goodbyes, Kelly and I continued our walk around campus.
“Oh my gosh! He totally likes you! I can’t believe I didn’t see it before! What is wrong with my radar? I always know when someone likes someone else.” She thought for a moment. Maybe trying to figure out where to get her “radar” fixed.
I finally broke her train of thought. “What do you mean he likes me? How could you have seen it before?”
She laughed as if it was a ridiculous question. “Didn’t you see the way he looked at you? And you were right, it was sweet, him saying that thing about slutty Katrina. Every time you and Travis were around him, he was totally quiet and shy, right?”
I nodded. “Yes, but what does that have to do with anything. And I never said it was sweet. And how did he look at-” She cut me off.
“He was quiet because he was jealous! I always thought he just was like the rest of us; wondering what you saw in him. And you did say it was sweet. Well, not in so many words, but you liked him because of it. And he was totally smiling his face off at you! And he was so excited to get your number. He likes you! I’m sure of it.”
“He just wanted to know someone on campus, that’s all.” I said, trying to reason with her, and maybe myself.
“Stop making up excuses. You know he likes you. And you like him. And he complimented you. That is so fetch!” We laughed as she mocked Gretchen Wieners from our favorite movie.
I thought about it as she continued to talk nonstop. It wouldn’t be so bad if a guy like him liked me, would it? I mean, he was definitely a step up from Travis. I don’t know if there was even a step down from him. And he did seem happy to see me. More than just wanting to know someone here. I smiled at the thought of his boyish grin. He was cute, too, so that wasn’t a problem. His dark brown long-ish curly hair framed his face perfectly, accenting his piercing green eyes. And his smile could definitely make me swoon.
I liked the thought of us going on a date.
Now, I just had to see if he was really interested, or just being friendly.

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me my brother and his friends

Me my brother and his friends
My name is Tammy im 19 I live in South Florida with my parents still (im moving as soon as I have the money) I have brown hair with blonde highlights green eyes 5’3 110ibs, anyway. One day I came home from shopping with my friends, and I opened my drawer to put a pair of sweat shorts on when I noticed one of my blue victoria secret panties in my drawer. I never keep those in that drawer. Just then I heard the door open and it was my brother I didn’t know what to think so I ran and hid in my closet. And I looked through the crack in my closet. My brother jacob who is still in high school walked in with his friend nick, who were both 16.
“Tammy?” Jacob questioned as he cracked my door open.
I just stood still in the closet
“Ok she is not home nick this is the only time im gonna do this for you ok, she would kill me if she knew I was doing this for you”. jake said
“Alright thank you for doing this your sister is soo hot” nick said
Jacob opened my panty drawer “there you go whichever one you want” Jacob said.
Nick grabbed a pair of panties and started rubbing the crotch area. Jacob just looked at the floor embarrassed.
“its too bad that these are clean” nick said.
“oh my god you are sick” said Jacob laughing
“oh come on even though she’s your sister you can’t deny that she is super hot” nick said
“well yea but I just block that out of my mind” Jacob said.
“man if she was my sister dawm” nick said “I know you jack off thinking about her”
Jacob looked down at the floor with a red face
“yea don’t worry id do the same thing if I was you?” nick said “so does she have a dirty clothes hamper in here”
“yea she does I’ll just keep looking out her window and if her car pulls in then we have to get outta here as quickly as possible ok”.
What Jacob didn’t know was I was having my friends dad work on the transmission and they gave me a ride home. I stood there in the closet shocked and embarrassed, I didn’t want them to look at my dirty underwear, but at the same time I was very curious on what they were going to do.
Jacob pointed at the clothes hamper “there it is, I’ll keep watch.” he said
Nick opened the lid and dug around till he came across some red panties that I wore a couple of days ago. He stared at them for a minute “oh my god she is so sexy thank you so much jake.” he brought them up to his face and smelled the crotch area and worked back and forth between the ass and the crotch.
“mmm I can smell her pussy and ass” nick said.
“that is sick” jake said
“you want a sniff too” nick said
“no way” jake said shyly
“I think you do you’re just too ashamed to tell me” nick said. “c’mon be a pervert with me”
Jake looked down at the floor for a minute “do you promise you won’t tell anyone about this”
“of course not” nick said “come join me”
Jake walked over to nick and nick dug down and pulled out a pair of my really cute pink panties, and he stared at them for a minute then looked at nick and stuck them up to his nose. I just stared at my brother sniffing my panties I couldn’t belive it.
“mmm” jake moaned “I agree she is so so so hot, they smell good I got a huge boner”
“I do to” nick smiled “do you want to jack off in them?”
Jake laughed “are you serious”
“sure” nick said
“I don’t like jacking off in front of anyone” josh said
“cmon its just me we’re friends id feel weird doing it if you don’t” nick said
“ok” josh said
Nick unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down and his boner popped out, he took one pair of panties and wrapped them around his dick and took another pair of my panties and put them up to his nose. Then josh pulled out his dick and did the same. Both boys started moaning. I was just dripping wet watching this I moved a hand down my pants as quietly as I could I was getting very uncomfortable in the closet but I was super horny watching my brother and his friend jack off with my panties.
“im gonna cum” my brother said
His body tensed up. I had a perfect side view as I saw my brothers semen shoot out into my dirty panties he stroked it until all of it came, then he wiped his hands and his dick up with my panties. Seconds later nick did the same.
“I better go before she gets home and catches us.” nick said pulling his pants up.
The two boys left and I heard my bedroom door close I climbed up the window and walked around the block and then I came inside the front door. My brother was sitting at the kitchen table eating a penut butter sandwich.
“ha tammy” he said
“oh hey josh” I said
“where is your car” he asked
“its in the shop I got a ride from jacky” I said
I went in the kitchen to cook something and I could tell he was looking at me I beant over and I knew my panties were showing It was really turning me on about how attracted to me he was.
The next morning I woke up late It was my day off from work. Josh was at school and my parents were at work. I opened my eyes I lied there and started thinking about what happened yesterday. I stared at my clothes hamper and thought about what happened yesterday. I started thinking about him stroking his dick in my panties, and shooting cum in them. I started fingering my pussy and it felt so good. I haven’t masterbated in probably 6 weeks. My boyfriend broke up with me about 2 mounths ago and I have been so devastated I haven’t even thought about sex since then. I took off my clothes and got up and looked in the mirror. I was completely flattered by the way they said I was so so hot, I looked at my body and turned around and looked at my ass. They are right I am so sexy. I was extremely horny and I walked over to my clothes hamper and opened it. I was curious about how they smelled because the two boys were enjoying it so much. I picked up a pair of my panties and put them up to my nose I smelled my pussy on them, and I moved my nose over and I could smell my ass. I picked up several and did the same then I came to the pink ones that my brother cummed in I looked at the white dried cum stain. I smelled the cum stain and I licked it. My pussy was just aching, and I got the one that nicked cummed in and licked those ones too.
I decided since he invaded my privacy it was time to invade his. I walked up to his room and the door was locked, so I went in the attack and opened the door on the ceiling of his room I climbed in and looked around. It has been probably years since I was last in this room. I just thought I would snoop around a bit. I looked under his bed and I found a bunch of dirty magazines. a lot of the pages were stuck together. I then opened his closet and found his dirty clothes hamper. My pussy was just so wet from this, this is by far the naughtiest thing that ive ever done I grabbed a handful of his jockeys and boxers and one by one I sniffed and licked all of them. While fingering my pussy to orgasim.
I decided that later that day when he gets home im gonna make it look like im not home and I hope he comes in a does the same thing he did yesterday. I left the panties that I wore all day hanging out of the clothes hamper. I left him a note and said that I was gonna go out with friends and ill probably be home late about the time mom and dad get home. I waited outside for him and when I saw his car coming down the road I went and hid under my bedroom window outside I opened my blinds so I could peek in if I needed too. He got home and walked in the door and about 10 min later I saw him coming into my room from the window. He went straight for the hamper and picked up the panties. He quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his underwear and his hard dick popped out, he grabbed another pair of panties and sniffed them then he laid down on my bed and started jacking off with the old pair of panties and started licking today’s panties. I watched him passionately lick them as if he was making out with them strocking his cock.
I decided I was gonna go walk in on him I wasn’t sure what I was gonna do. As quietly as I could I went to the back door and opened it very slowly and tippi toed to my room my door was slightly open, I then took a deep breath and opened the door and looked at him. His eyes were closed licking my panties jacking off.
“Jake?” I said questionably
He looked up “oh shit” he said as he jumped up and pulled up his pants quickly and hurried and put the panties back in the hamper. He then turned around and slowly looked up at me. He had panic and shame in his eyes. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to walk in on you I didn’t know your were in here”. I said
he opened his mouth and nothing came out “are you ok” I said to him
“Im sorry” is all he could say. I felt so sorry for him I could tell he was completely humiliated.
“its ok, can you leave I just got home and im gonna change and take a shower” I said calmly trying to blow it off like its no big deal. He nodded his head and walked out with his head down. The rest of the night he stayed in his room and when my parents got home my mom made dinner we all sat at the table and my brother was completely silent
“jake honey are you ok, you are so quiet.” My mom said.
“yea im just tired” he said and put his head back in his plate. I looked at him and he looked up at me I gave him a smile and he smiled back. After dinner I knocked on his bedroom door he came to the door.
“hi” I said
“hi”
“are you ok your not talking” I said
“im just so embarresed about today” he said
“don’t be embarrassed its ok, just when did you start doing this and tell me the truth” I said.
“well my friend nick is in love with you and he gave me fifty dollars if I would let him come over and see your panties.”
I laughed “did he come over too?”
“yea im sorry.” he said “he was sniffing your underwear and he asked me to do it to and I did and it just turned me on a little so I had to come do it again today”
“well its pretty grose but im really flattered” I said smiling “So you can do it anytime you want ok”
“really can I go do it now, mom and dad are sleeping?” he asked
“yea but only if you do it for now on when Im around ok” I said
“ok”
We quietly went down the hall to my room trying not to make too much noise. We got to my room and I put on a movie and locked my door just encase one of my parents walked in. We walked over to the hamper and he grabbed a pair and sniffed them.
“let me see” I said laughing and grabbed the pair and sniffed them too. “mmm they smell good”
We both giggled silently and sat down.
“so how often do you whack off” I asked
“oh god at least 3 times a day” he said
“are you gonna tell nick that I caught you today?”
“I wasn’t planning on it” he said
“ive seen him with you before he’s kind of cute” I said
“he wants you so bad” he said
“do you think I should have sex with him?” I asked
“yea that would be a dream come true for him” he said
There was a long pause we both stared at the floor then I looked into his eyes with a big smile.
“Hey I’ll show you mine if you show me yours” I said
He smiled back “ok”
We both sat there for a minute and then I finally said
“so who is first”
“I don’t know” I said shyly
“well you seen mine earlier today so you have to show my yours” he said
“ok but you have to show me again I didn’t get a good enough look today” I said
He nodded I got up on my knees and faced him and unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my zipper, and pulled down my pink silk panties and gave him a good luck of my pussy. He just stared at it for about 10 seconds. I zipped em back up and buttoned it and sat down.
“ok now your turn” I said
He got on his knees unzipped his pants let his jeans and boxer his hard on popped out. He had a nice size dick and I looked at it for a minute, then he put it back in.
“mom and dad we’ll be gone till late tomorrow night can I bring nick over” he asked
“sure” I said
“I can’t wait to tell him that you showed me your vagina he’ll be so jelous” he said
“ok well tell him that if he comes over you can both see it”
“ok”
Then next day I was at work and my cell phone rang it was my brother
“hey what are you doing” he said
“nothing just working” I said
“hey do you mind if nick brings one of his friends over tonight” he said
“I guess not as long as everyone keeps this quite ok im not a slut” I said
“oh they will there both cool, see ya tonight”. he said “bye”
“bye”
I got home that day and I was a little nervous I didn’t know really what to expect I just watched tv and waited patiently when I heard two cars pull up. I sat there and the door opened and my brother walked in followed by nick and then a tall good looking guy. I shyly sat there on the couch.
“tammy this is nick and josh” my brother said
“hello” I said with a soft spoken voice
“you want to go to your room” my brother said
“I guess so” I said
As we walked to the room I whispered to jack “did you tell them everything”
“yea is that ok” he said
“ummm I guess” I said
We got in the room and josh had a back pack he put on my bed.
“so jake told me today that if we came over then you would show us your vagina” nick said
“oh did he” I said “I suppose I have to now”
“do you mind if I take a picture of it” josh said
“ahhmmm I guess I don’t care who are you gonna show it too?”
“no one if you don’t want me to but I have been thinking of starting a web site and I would put it on the web site if you wanted I wouldn’t show your face so know one would know who you are”. josh said
“no that would be ok I guess” I said
Josh took his camera out of his back pack and told me to pull my pants down the boys stared as I shyly pulled my shorts down and moved my panties down showing my bare shaved cunt. He put his camera close to it and snapped a picture with his digital camera. I pulled my pants up and sat on the bed my brother and the two boys sat down on some chairs. We started talking for a while and my brother told josh how I caught him jacking off and sniffing and licking my panities and how he had nick come over the day before and he sniffed my panties. I like nick and Josh they were very cool and josh was over 21 so he ran to the store and got some beer and we all four sat around and talked for a long time. They told me about the girls they have had sex with and my brother and I shared are sexual history’s. We talked about porn that we’ve seen and are sexual fantasies. We all were getting really buzzed and nick said
“We should use josh’s camera and make a porno and put it on josh‘s web site and charge twenty dollars a mounth and we could add new ones every mounth”
“that would be cool” I said
“we got 3 hrs before your parents get home do you want to go back to your room” josh said
“ok” I said
We got back to my room and josh got his camera out.
“any ideas of the first seen” nick said
“how about I just turn the camera on you tammy and interview you and we’ll go from there” josh said
“sounds good” I said
I sat down in a chair and josh pulled out his camera and aimed it at me and turned it on
“ok everyone this is the lovely tammy and tammy how old are you?” josh said interviewing
“I am 19 years old” I said
“and who is this guy here?” he said pointing the camera at jake
“that is my brother” I said
“oh that is your brother I see, and you have known your brother your whole life have you ever seen his cock”. said josh
My face got red “yes I saw it a lot when we were really young we used to take baths together and just yesterday I saw it cause I walked in on him jacking off with my panties and licking another pair at the same time” I said
“oh I see, and did you like what you saw” josh said
My face got red “yes I did”
“and would u like him to show you his cock right now” josh said
“that would be nice” I said with still a beat red face
“ok tammy well I want to see your drivers licence and josh I want to see yours” josh said.
I pulled out my id and josh pulled out his and he aimed the camera on both of them.
“well there is profe they are brother and sister they kind of look alike in the face with the same eyes and they both have the same last name hoglund” josh said
“ok jake why don’t you pull your dick out now so your big sister could have another look at it” josh said. Jake’s face was beat red too and he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down and moved down his jockeys and his rock hard boner popped out.
“that is a very nice cock you have there Jake” josh said
“thank you” jake said
“what do you think of your brothers cock tammy” josh said
I smiled and said “its very sexy”
“now Tammy I want you to open your mouth ok and your brother is gonna put his cock in your mouth alright” josh said
My mouth opened in shock and my brother and I stared at each other for a while “ummm o kkkay” I said hesitantly
I looked up at jake and he moved closer to me he put his dick up to my face and I opened my mouth and he slowly put it in I sucked it a few times and and then sucked really hard until the end of his dick made a popping sound as it came out my mouth. I looked back at the camera with a big smile.
“oh that is very sexy tammy, what do you think of that Nick” he pointed the camera at nick and nick just smiled and his dick was in his hand strocking. Then he pointed the camera back at me
“now tammy us and all our viewers are dying to see your pussy, can you lower your shorts there and show us” he said
I lowered my shorts and pulled down my panties again.
“oh that is very nice let me zoom up on that” he said putting the camera right in my crotch “not a hair on that thing just like you were born yesterday” josh said. “now well you play with it a little for us”
I brought my finger down and stuck it in my pussy and started rubbing my clit.
“mmm” I moaned
“wow that is very nice tammy you know now what we would really like to see” josh said
“what is that” I said
“we’d all like to see your ass” josh said
“oh really” I said
“why don’t you stand up turn around and pull down your jeans” he said
“ok” I said
I stood up turned around and looked back at the camera and slowly pulled down my jeans showing my pink panties from behind. All the boys stared at my ass in the panties.
“josh can you pull em down for me” I said to my brother
“ohh yea” he said
He put his hands on my hips and slowly worked down my panties down to my knees.
“ohh that is a beautiful ass your sister has there jake” josh said
“ok tammy now I want you to get totally naked and lay on your bed and put your legs up as far as you can” josh said
I nodded as a took off my shoes and pulled my jeans and panties off and quickly took off my shirt and bra then I lied on my bed and looked at the camera and grabbed my ankles and pulled them up to my head. Josh pointed the camera and zoomed up on my pussy and asshole.
“ok jake now you need to lick your sisters asshole ok” josh said
Josh nodded
“tammy is that ok if your brother sticks his tongue in your asshole” josh said
“ohh that would be wonderful” I said
Jake got on his knees and softly put his tongue on my asshole. He licked it for a few minutes it felt wonderful. Then he licked from my bum hole all the way up to my clit and sucked on my clit.
“does that taste good jake” josh said
“oh yea” he said
“what tastes better her asshole or her pussy” nick said still jacking off
“hmm let me see” my brother said as he put a finger in my pussy and sucked on his finger
“mmm that tastes good” then he slowly pushed his finger in my asshole then he put his finger up to his nose and sniffed it then sucked on his finger “I like em both but I think her ass is the best tasting” he said
“I want to taste it” I said
Jake put his finger all the way up my ass this time and then slowly pulled it out I squeezed on his finger with my butt until it popped all the way out. Then he brought it up to my face and I grabbed his hand and sucked on his finger looking at the camera at the same time. Then jake stuck his finger back in my hole and finger fucked it for a while and then he took his other finger and stuck it in. He pried my rectum open with his two fingers then he brought the tip of his tongue to the the opening of my ass. He had a long tongue and I felt almost 2 inches slide in my ass. He started moving his tongue around the walls of my asshole.
“how does that feel tammy” josh said
“mmm wonderful” I said moaning
“would u like your brothers cock in your ass now” josh said aiming the camera at me
“oh yea” I said
My brother stood up and I rested my legs for a second then I grabbed my ancles again and pulled them up to my head. Josh pointed the camera at jake
“did you ever think that your were gonna get to fuck your sisters asshole jake?”
Josh said
“well I have shot many loads thinking about it” he said
“well your sister has got her ass sticking out now and she is ready and nick and I and all the viewers are dying to see it so why don’t you guys get started” josh said “now im the director here so I decide what to do. First jake I want you to put the tip of your dick against her asshole”
Jake did as he was told
“now put your dick all the way in as slow as you can” he said
He pushed very gently and my asshole started opening up hugging the tip of my brothers cock he slowly pushed more until the head was all the way in his dick was a little thicker than a silver dollar and was about 7 inches long he pushed inch by inch slowly until his cock completely disappeared in my asshole.
“ok now hold that there for a few seconds then tammy I want you to pretend that your taking a shit and squeeze his cock all the way out” josh said
“god you are so tite tammy” jake said
I smiled at him and I pushed his dick out slowly inch by inch until his dick popped out of my ass making a squishing sound.
“ok tammy now stay in that position and jake jump up on the bed and put your cock in your sisters mouth so she can taste it then get back down and spread her cheeks so her ass opens and everyone can see inside it.” josh instructed
Josh jumped on the bed and with no hands he stuck his cock in my mouth and pushed in and out a few times then he got back on the floor and spread my cheeks with both hands. I could feel my ass open and josh put the camera close to my ass and zoomed up in.
“mmm that is so cute tammy” josh said. “ok josh now stick that beautiful dick of yours back in her ass and fuck it until you cum in her asshole” josh said.
Jake put his dick back in my ass and started fucking slowly I started moaning at first then it turned into a scream josh was moaning hard too he fucked harder and harder for about 2 minutes.
“IM GONNA CUM” I screamed as I reached down and put two fingers in my pussy and pushed back on my pubic wall.
“im gonna cum too” he said
I started screaming really loud and the orgasim went through my body and fluid started squirting out my pussy while at the same time jakes body tensed up and I could feel his dick pulsating then I could feel warm cum shooting up my asshole. We both relaxed for a second and he pumbed out the last of his sperm in my arse. I could feel his dick getting softer and he pulled out looking at me and smiling at me.
“ok tammy now I need you to stick your legs over your head and hold your back up with your hands and im gonna get a good shot of you pushing the cum out of your ass” josh said
I did as he said and I held my legs over my shoulders and held my back up and josh put the camera on my ass so all the viewers could see was my asshole, my pussy and my face. I gave a big smile and pushed as hard as I could. Farting noises came from my ass and cum came oozing out making little bubbles then it dripped down my legs.
“well that’s the end of our shoot say bye tammy” josh said
“bye bye see you next time guys” I said
Let me know what you think if anyone likes this ill tell the rest of the story.

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