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Queen Yavara: Chapter 13

Part 4 recap: Elena enslaves a family of succubi who attempted to capture her and Brock. Leveria tortures her mother before having her executed, and Yavara and Prestira acquire the aid of Drake Titus and his mercenary army of vampires.

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The Creators: Book One

The complete first book of the series, 120,000 words and six long chapters. If you want to get to the most recent chapter, press “ctrl” and “f” and then type “chapter,” and click until you get to the one you want. CAPITAL NAMES mean the story is being told from that person’s perspective. Hope you enjoy!

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Coming Mother Chapter 1

Chapter 1
Shellie lay on the small deck of the houseboat, the hot sun
burning into her already golden flesh.
She rested on the foam mattress, on her stomach, her bikini
top untied and her tits smashed beneath her. The bottoms of her
bikini were so skimpy that the luscious sweetness of her swelling
ass was half exposed. The sun heated her body, and she writhed
sensually, opening her legs to allow the rays to touch her inner
thighs.
Shellie was slender, like a fashion model. But still, even
though she was slim, she had curves and hollows that excited the
beholder. She had rich, dark-brown hair reaching to her
shoulders. She was tall, an inch or so above the average woman.
Her face was exquisite, her flesh the creamy smoothness that made
other women envious.
Shellie’s tits were rounded and firm, the valley between them
narrow. They were full tits, yet tilted at the tips, her nipples
arching toward the sky when she stood. Her tits had always been
firm, tight, and round. Her waist was quite small, easily spanned
by the hands of a big man. Her stomach was flat, with only a hint
of roundness below her dimpled belly button. Her hips were curvy,
flowing into exceptionally long thighs and curvy legs. Perfectly
shaped, her legs were outstanding in her bikini or shorts. Her
ass, although small, was tight and rounded, the cheeks flawless,
the crack deep and tantalizing to the watcher.
Below her belly button was a thick mass of curly, soft hair
that excited anyone lucky enough to view it. The lips of her
cunt, puffy and tight, were almost hidden by the hair, especially
with her legs closed. The only problem with Shellie’s cunt, if
such could be called a problem, was her unusually long clit. It
was a good inch in length, and she knew there weren’t many women
with such a clit.
Although the size of her clit had never caused her a problem,
it had caused her ex-husband to complain that it was like a very
tiny cock, and he refused to suck or lick it for that reason. But
Shellie’s clit was the most sensitive part of her pussy. Not that
her cunt itself wasn’t sensitive; it was. She could easily come
with a cock inside her cunt, the friction of a hard cock sliding
in and out of her wet cunt lips crating a wonderful spasm of
orgasm in her. But if her clit was sucked or licked, Shellie
would often go out of her mind with ecstasy, and come many times
before the spasms would fade away.
Shellie enjoyed her clit.
When she was aroused, her clit swelled and bulged out almost
an inch long. She loved to hold it between her finger and thumb,
and work it up and down. She had allowed her husband to watch
this once, and he had made fun of her, saying it was the same as a
boy jacking off. Needless to say, his attitude cut into their
relationship, and soon they were sleeping in different beds, and
no longer fucking. Since her divorce, Shellie had been stroking
her clit and making herself come as her sole means of
gratification.
And hating it.
She writhed beneath the hot sun, almost asleep. The
background noises were soothing. The soft lapping of the waves
against the hull of the houseboat was peaceful, and the soft
clatter of her son inside the boat was a comfortable, familiar
sound. The river was wide, and clean, not muddy and dirty like so
many rivers. The banks were lined with shrubbery and trees, and
she had steered into this very small cove and docked for the rest
of the afternoon.
The divorce settlement had come at the end of the school
year, and now she and her son, Jay, had three wonderful months to
enjoy the river before he would return to school. Maybe they
would find a nice place to live on the houseboat where he could
attend school, too.
The houseboat wasn’t large, but quite luxurious. It
contained only one bedroom, but there was fold-out bunk over the
queen-sized bottom bed.
“Mom, where’s the damned tea?” Jay called.
“Honey,” Shellie called back in a lazy voice. “You know I
don’t like you to use such language. And the tea is on the top
shelf above the refrigerator.”
“You want a glass, Mom?” he called, paying not the slightest
attention to her very mild complaint.
“That would be nice,” she replied.
She thought of Jay, realizing he was growing up. When her
husband had drawn away from her, she had turned her affection
toward her son, and Jay accepted her hugs and caresses willingly.
As they drifted down the river that morning, they had passed
a smaller houseboat, with three girls, all in very skimpy bikinis.
Jay had stared at them with glowing eyes. Shellie had glanced at
the front of his swimming trunks. She smiled to see his cock
straining in hardness.
She heard her son come out of the cabin, and looked up at him
without raising her head. She took the tall glass of iced tea
and, as she lifted her arm, the curve of one tit showed all the
way to her nipple. She heard her son gasp, but she said nothing.
While Jay sat in a deck chair, Shellie put the glass next to her
head. She looked at her son with slitted eyes.
He was looking at her, too. She didn¹t mind him looking at
her; she was used to being looked at, and her son was a man.
Well, a boy, really, but he was showing a very intense interest in
girls, lately.
The sound of a motor came near, and she lifted her head to
see a cruiser slowly going past. It was filled with young girls,
all of them wearing practically nothing. One of the girls waved,
and Jay waved back. Shellie saw her son watching them.
The girl who had waved stood up and turned her back toward
them, sliding her bikini bottoms down and flashing her pretty ass.
The girls hooted and hollered, thrusting their middle fingers in
the air with the obscene gesture of fuck you.
“They¹re not very nice, are they?” Shellie said, sipping her
iced tea.
Jay had seen the girl flash her cute ass, but now he was
looking at his mother again, his eyes widening slightly as he saw
one of her tits. He saw the light-brown nipple, and made a noisy,
gulping sound.
Shellie glanced down at herself, then laughed softly. It was
okay if her son saw her tit, she felt. Even though she was his
mother, her tits were no different from those of any other woman,
although firmer and much prettier. She wiggled her hips into a
more comfortable position. Her long clit had begun to throb and
swell, and it pushed at the pad beneath her.
Jay watched his mother¹s ass wiggling, and again he made a
swallowing sound. He had caught a glimpse of his mother¹s crotch.
Shellie knew what he was seeing, but she didn¹t close her
thighs. With her unusually long clit swelling into hardness, she
found herself becoming excited, her cunt turning wet. With very
gentle, almost subtle, movements, she squirmed her crotch at the
mat, knowing her son was watching.
Jay was, indeed, watching. He saw the cheeks of his mother¹s
swelling ass clench in tightness, saw the way she pressed her
crotch at the mat. His cock began to throb, and he made no effort
to conceal it. Shellie, with her eyes slitted again, peeked at
him, watching his cock press at his wide-legged swim trunks. She
found herself growing warmer with desire, and her hips seemed to
move of their own accord.
Suddenly Jay turned away and entered the cabin.
Shellie was disappointed in him. She knew she had been
teasing her son sexually, making his cock hard, doing things to
draw his eye. She considered her actions, and discovered she
wasn¹t in the least ashamed of it. Her son was interested in
girls, and she was girl, although his mother. She closed her eyes
and found herself wondering about Jay¹s cock, his balls, his young
ass. That he was a virgin, she knew. He was far too young to
have become close enough to a girl to fuck her, she was sure. She
began to see her son in her mind, without his trunks on, his cock
and balls exposed to her. She started writhing her ass, pressing
her swollen clit at the mat, her cunt bubbling with sweet, wet
heat.
From inside the cabin, Jay was watching his mother through a
window screen, his cock in his hand. He squeezed and pumped his
prick, eyes staring at the exciting movements of her ass and
thighs. He knew what his mother was doing, and it sent shivers of
pleasure through him. When he first began to jack off a few weeks
before, squirting his young cum juice with force, he had started
looking at girls with intense desire, wishing he had one to shove
his cock into.
Shellie, not knowing her son was watching her, smashed her
throbbing clit into the mat, giving a soft cry of delight as she
came. When her ass became still, Jay pounded on his cock in a
frenzy, not knowing that his mother, now that her excitement was
cooling, could hear his gasping breathing. Shellie knew then that
her son had been watching her, and that he was inside the cabin,
jerking off wildly.
She wiggled her ass for his pleasure, opening her thighs so
he could see the bulge of her cunt inside the tight band of her
bikini bottoms. At the same time she lifted up, looking out over
the river. One of her tits showed now, and she listened to her
son¹s quick intake of excited breathing.
She shivered in pleasure as she listened to Jay¹s soft grunt
as he came, and then lowered herself back onto the mat, crushing
her tit beneath her, but leaving her long legs open.
Later, almost asleep, she heard the door of the cabin open,
and peeked.
Jay came out and walked to the side of the deck. She watched
him lift the side of his swim trunks and pull his cock out.
Arching his hips forward, he sent a long stream of piss into the
river. Shellie knew her son thought she was asleep, and the
knowledge that he would pull his cock out with her there and take
a piss sent a shudder of pleasure through her. Although she could
not see much of his cock, seeing him piss created a heat inside
her cunt that almost caused her to come again.
Still later, after dark, she prepared a light dinner. Since
she still wore her bikini, she felt her son watching her as she
moved about the small kitchen. She couldn¹t resist, and, humming
softly, did a few dance steps that made her tight ass moving
suggestively.
Since being on the houseboat, she had allowed her son to
climb into the top bunk before she entered, and had undressed and
pulled her nightgown on in the kitchen or living area. This was
accomplished in the same way tonight, but Shellie wanted to be
with her son badly now.
When her son called out that he was in bed, Shellie pulled
her bikini off and slipped a gown over her naked body. She
switched the lights off, then climbed into the queen-sized bed
beneath her son¹s bunk.
Almost immediately, she heard his sheets rustling. As she
listened, she found a rhythm to the sounds.
Knowing her son was jacking off again, Shellie felt her cunt
throb and become wet, her clit bulging out. She slipped her gown
to her waist and, feeling wanton, pushed her sheets to her feet.
If her son looked over the edge of his bunk, he would see her in
the dim light. Shellie stroked her long clit with two fingers,
listening to her son jerking at his cock. She squeezed her
inflamed clit between her thumb and forefinger, and then started
working on it with short jerks.
“Oh, fuck it!” Shellie suddenly gasped.
The rustling above her stopped.
“What did you say, Mom?”
For a moment, Shellie couldn¹t believe she had said that.
Then she giggled, a throaty, lewd sound.
“I said, fuck it!”
“Mom!”
“Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it,” she hissed, smashing her clit
hard. “I know what you¹re doing up there, Jay. I can hear what
you¹re doing, you did it near the window, and you¹re doing it
again!”
Silence greeted her words.
“Jay, you¹re jacking off!” she said. “I know you¹re playing
with your cock, and I know you played with it earlier, looking at
me.”
“Mom, what are you talking about?” Jay asked, his voice
quivering with part fear, part excitement. “I¹m not doing
anything like that!”
“Bullshit!” Shellie snorted, jumping to her knees and then to
her feet.
She looked over the edge of her son¹s bunk, but Jay had
pulled the sheets to his neck when he heard his mother. At the
side of his bunk was a small window, and the full moon seemed to
cast a silvery light right across his crotch. His cock stood up,
tenting the sheet.
With a quick dart of her hand, Shellie pulled the sheet from
her son¹s body and saw his cock sticking through the fly of his
shorts. She gasped as she stared at it.
Jay grabbed for the sheet with a surprised gasp, but his
mother tore it from his hands.
“Look at you,” she said, her voice husky. “Lying up here
above me, jacking that cock off! And me … and me …”
Her hand shot out and closed about her son¹s cock. Jay
gasped as his mother squeezed his cock hard. He lay stiff and
unmoving, not certain what he was supposed to do. What his mother
said was true, but he didn¹t know how she knew. He wasn¹t afraid;
he was just startled by the sudden grab his mother had made on his
cock.
Shellie felt the heat of her son¹s cock searing her fist,
felt the throbbing of it. She held his cock as tight as she
could, making moaning sounds, staring at his bulging cockhead in
the shaft of moonlight.
“Oh, God!” she whimpered with excitement.
Her fist moved, slowly upward. Then downward, still slowly.
Up … down.
“Mom, do you know what you¹re doing?” Jay gasped.
“Yes, damn you,” she groaned. “I know perfectly well what
I¹m doing. I¹m jacking your goddamn cock, that¹s what I¹m doing!”
Jay gritted his teeth. His mother¹s fist wasn¹t moving very
fast on his cock, but it was going up and down. The sensations
were overwhelming him, and he struggled to remain as still as he
could, not knowing if he should move or not.
Shellie pumped her son¹s cock as she stood on her bed, her
pointing tits smashing at the edge of the overhead bunk. Her eyes
were big and round, glassy with increasing desire. The head of
her son¹s cock bulged out hotly, her fingers squeezing his prick
very hard. Then she moved her hand downward, and cupped his balls
through his shorts. She pressed at them, squeezing them, and Jay
groaned softly with delight. With a low cry she released his
balls and grasped his cock again.
“Ohhhh, Jay!” she whimpered, racing her fist up and down this
time, holding his cock tightly.
“Mom!”
“Come here,” she said, pulling at his cock. “Jay, climb down
to my bed.”
As her son swung his legs over the bunk, Shellie kept a tight
grip on his cock as if afraid it would disappear. With her
holding his cock, Jay couldn¹t drop down to her bed. Shellie
brushed her cheek over this thighs as she stared at the hard-on.
Then, before her son knew what she was going to do, Shellie darted
her face to his prick and kissed the head. It was a quick kiss,
right on his piss hole, but it was long enough for Shellie to feel
his moistness, long enough to make her lips tingle, and her clit
to lurch.
“Now, climb down, baby,” she said in a very low, throaty,
voice, turning his cock loose.

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as i go i will add on to each story, so you may have to read the intro a few times because i will always include it again. I do hope you like it! thank you!

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In The Butcher’s Shop

It was many years ago since the embarrassing day when a young woman, with a baby in her arms, entered his butcher shop and confronted him with the news that the baby was his and asked what was he going to do about it? Finally he offered to provide her with free meat until the boy was 16. She agreed.
He had been counting the years off on his calendar, and one day the teenager, who had been collecting the meat each week, came into the shop and said, “I’ll be 16 tomorrow.”
“I know,” said the butcher with a smile, “I’ve been counting too, tell your mother, when you take this parcel of meat home, that it is the last free meat she’ll get, and watch the expression on her face.”
When the boy arrived home he told his mother.
The woman nodded and said, “Son, go back to the butcher and tell him I have also had free bread, free milk, and free groceries for the last 16 years and watch the expression on his face!”

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Doggy-Style

When school is over, summer can be so boring for a young girl in the countryside. Luckily, she has a dog!

True Story

Siblings Discover True Love

To prelude the story, I’ll start off by saying that it is indeed a 100% true story. Names of all of the people except for my brother and I were omitted to protect their identities. Our last name is also omitted to avoid legal or familial ramifications. This story is written from my point of view. However, it is a collaborative effort that was authored by both my brother and I equally. We mostly did this story as a bit of a recap of just how far we’ve come, and it was originally not meant for other people to read, but then we discovered XNXX and how it hosts stories like this, so we thought we’d give it a shot. There are only hints of erotic content until the very end and lots of backstory to kick things off. If you have any questions, feel free to post in the comments or PM. One of us is sure to answer.

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The life of Josh – Chapter 3

The story beggins in chapter 2. If you have not read it, you might be at a bit of a loss now. Feel free to comment. And rate please!
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Chapter 3 – A lesson to remember
‘Sure, just two streets that way and take a right.’ pointed the slightly older man, who we asked about where we could find the source of the red bottle. He walked away, mumbling something about youth and drinking.
‘Let’s head over there and ask around.’ I said and led the way.
All four of us made it to the place in no more than a minute. It was an old looking building, just a new looking sign above the door.
‘This is the place? Really? Looks more like an abandoned building.’ Simon could not resist to comment.
‘The Last Inn? Yeah, of those that remain from a few centuries ago.’ Steve jumped in.
Mouse just kept quiet and went to look around its sides. I followed him and walking around the right corner of this ruin of a building, there we saw a large parking lot.
‘Wow, check that out, dudes. Is that a Lamborghini?’ Mouse whistled, as we all stared at one million dolar car parked next to another. It was literally filled with a Porche on top of a Ferrari. There was even a guard booth, though we could not see anyone in it.
‘Well, let us see what they are cooking up inside there now, shall we?’ Took my sight off of those cars and headed to the front door. Wooden, with a metal knob, the door was heavy and screached when opened. The inside of the building could not be more different from the outside fasade. Fancy tables and chairs made of mahogany, crystal chandeliers, the place simply looked like a private collection of art, including the pieces on the walls. It was still mostly empty. Who could be surprised, it was four in the afternoon. Checking out the people inside, I noticed that the atire was like that of a party for the richest one percent. Suits worth thousands, diamonds on jewelry, we were all somewhat overwhelmed by the turn of this place.
‘Head to the bar, gentleman.’ Steve exclaimed.
‘The hell? Do you see this place? We could maybe afford a few drinks here if we sold our kidneys!’ I looked nervously around the room.
Steve ingnored me and went to order something, Simon with him and Mouse was nowhere to be seen. Just like some of the gentleman’s watches, I presumed. Typical. I made my way to the bar, asked both of them where Mick was and they both shrugged their shoulders and laughed. The bartender came around, placing my pal’s drinks in front of them and then turning to me. She must have been barely in her mid twenties, stunningly good looking with a friendly smile. I thought I saw that wide pretty smile go out a bit when she saw me, but I paid no attention to it at the time. I ordered single malt Scotch and started scanning the room with my eyes.
‘So, what is your take on this place?’ Simon asked, also looking round the surroundings. I noticed the bottle next to his glass. Red glass, white top, name written on the side in black.
‘I see we are at the right spot, judging by your drink.’ I pointed at his bottle.
‘Yes, we are. Now, what does this place have to do with anything that happened to you?’ Steve commented. ‘I mean, no offense, but you do not exactly have the money to be partying here.’
Some people stopped ingoring our presence and were plainly staring at us. At a table in the corner, there were a few people looking at us. I could see only three in the face, the other two had their backs facing us. I caught with my eye a man pointing in our direction and saying something I could not hear from so far, causing those two to turn around and look at us. My eyes went wide, seeing the woman on the right, as did hers, when she laid eyes upon us. It was our maths teacher!
I basically hit Simon in his ribcage and when he looked at me with an expression that could not be interpreted otherwise than as a question about why. To show him, I nodded my head in the direction of our teacher, miss Glasser. He almost fell off the chair in his shocked state. Then I informed Steve. He saw her, quickly turned to the bar, burrying his face in his drink, downing it as he did so.
Glasser nervously said a couple words to the people sitting at her table, got up and glanced in our direction. She adjusted her dress, a very nice sleek night black one, and having said goodbye, she walked to the front door as she attempted not to look our way. All of us silently watched her leave.
‘Hey, guys, let’s go.’ No time to explain, just get moving and follow her.’ Mike suddenly said behind us.
‘God! I almost crapped my pants. Where have you been?’ I said, startled.
Mouse did not even wait long enough to answer and he was out the door. We exchanged looks with raised eyebrows, but went after him. As we exited the building, we could not see him anymore. Simon nudged me and pointed to the left, in the direction of the parking lot. We went around the corner and saw Glasser making her way towards one of the cars, a brand new shiny silver Mercedes.
She got in, took her keys out of her purse, started the car and drove to the gate. She put some kind of keycard to the slot in a stand by the bar and waited for it to open. A small bald man came running to her car, she rolled down the window and exchanged a few words, during which the man stared around. He seemed to be distressed by something. After their brief talk, he quickly crossed the parking lot and entered the building by a side door.
As our teacher left the parking lot and slowly started driving down the road, Mickey pulled over by the front of the building. He encouraged us to follow, so we hastily jumped in and he drove off after Glasser.
‘Ok, now will you tell us what is going on?’ I asked, still puzzled by his behavior.
‘You know I snuck to the back to find out what this club had to hide. I saw Glasser immidately is we walked in, but I’m sure she didn’t see me.’ Mouse started his explanation. ‘There is a whole underground complex underneeth the club. A wine cellar, a few places that looked kinda like a torture room too. Then I came across an office of some kind. There were stacks of folders there, but one in particular caught my eye.’ he continued.
‘Well, what was it?’ we wanted to know.
‘It was open on a large table. And..your name was on the cover, Josh. Under your name, there was a stamp that just said ACCEPTED.’ Everyone looked at me, but I did not care. I was a bit shaken. A folder on me? In here? What is going on?
‘Wait, what does that have to do with her?’ Steve pointed to the Mercedes on the road right in front of us.
‘Her name was listed there too. She definitely has something to do with this. And we are going to find out.’
We followed her car and soon we entered the city again. Riding after her for a few streets, we got to the part of town most of us knew. Suddenly, it came to me where she was headed. And in about two or three minutes, I was right, she parked her car in the teachers parking space in front of our school.
‘Well, it’s the Caledonian High we know. What is she doing here at this time of day? At is almost seven.’ Simon wondered as Mick parked the car near the school parking lot.
‘No matter, we’ll see.’ Steve chipped in.
‘Hold on, guys. I wanna know something. What did that file say about me?’ I was not going after her without an explanation.
‘I didn’t see much of it. I heard someone talking in the hall, front of the door and had to hide. Before that I just saw your, her names and a few pictures of you. Someone was stalking you, mate.’ Mouse got into filling us in. ‘Just as I started reading, I heard the noise.’
‘If you say she knows something, then we should find out. Let’s go.’ I decided, wanting to know everything about what happened to me. The fact that my teacher was involved still did not fit well in my head. ‘We should split up. We don’t know where in the building she went.’
We got out of the car, walked up to the front of our school and we split up. We needed to check out the usual suspect places, like her office, the teachers lounge and other places. We each took different floors, different targets and went our ways. I went to the second floor and started checking out classrooms, just in case she wasn’t in any of the probable places. I walked room to room, looking in, some of them I didn’t even have to open, as they had glass windows in the door. I must have seen a dozen classrooms, I even went to the study when I turned to the right hall and the first door held I sight for my eyes.
I literally froze for a few seconds, my eyes wide. I finally remembered to breathe and took a long deep one, then turned my attention to the half glass door of the first classroom to the right of the hall. What could get a guy more worked up than what I was seeing going on inside there on a table.
I stared at two young hot female bodies, pressed up against each other, one of them lacking any sort of clothing from her waist up. One was a redhead, not natural, but with sparkly red hair and the other one had black hair. The one I could see the face of, the redhead, also the one missing a shirt and a bra, was just getting her nipples sucked and licked. Although outside of the room, I had a pretty good view and saw everything going on in there. Red let out a sligh moan after Dark playfully nibbled her right breast, left one cupped firmly in hand. Dark then let the nipple slip out of her mouth and joined Red’s full lips in a passionate kiss. They kept on kissing while Dark’s hand snaked down to her shorts and slipped in. Red gave out another moan, this time a much louder one.
Red, clearly not the dominant type, decided to take some initiative, moved her hand and slipped it under the other girls shirt. Even under the shirt, it was clear what she was doing. First, she gently cupped one of her boobs, then started slowly storing it. After she moved over to squeezing her nipples, Dark showed distinct vocal signs of pleasure. Their kiss broke up only due to a soft scream Dark released after the attack on her twins.
Red pulled Dark’s shirt off and I could see that they were perky B-cups, with nipples pointing outward and stiff. Red did not waste any time and buried her face in those tits, moving a bit to the side, which allowed me perfect vision of the beautiful events. My dick was throbbing and pressing against my boxers as I watched these two girls go at it.
Dark was now pressing the other girl to the top of the table, remowing her shorts. When Red’s shorts hit the ground, Dark was already furiously rubbing her pussy over a pair of white cotton panties. Then, she pulled down the panties in her way and not even removing them completely, just leaving them to the girl’s ankles, she dove her face into the bare pussy. She began by licking her clit, which she flickered the tougue on, causing the girl on the table to spasm with pleasure.
Then she moved onto her cunt, wet with her juices and saliva. Her tongue slipped in and out of the cunt, while her hand moved over to play with her clit. Red was now moaning like crazy and rocking her hips in rhythm with the other chicks mouth. Dark paused for a bit and moved up to share a kiss with Red. Her pussy juice soaked mouth met Red’s, but this kiss was brief.
Dark then walked out of my sight and I heard a zipper open. Once my vision included Dark again, I could make out a small blue dildo in her hand. With Red’s pussy suficiently wet, she plunged the dildo in as far as it would go. The girl, being impaled by the rubber dick so roughly, thrassed her head back and her lips motioned in a series of soundless moans.
Laying down on the table, their bodies mashed together, a small blue dildo grinding in and out of Red’s cunt, my prying eyes met with Dark’s and I finally recognised her. It was Amy, the girl from Steve’s party! I thought my mind was playing trics on me, when she winked at me, her hand reached towards me and she motioned me over with one finger.
Stunned, I opened the door and in a dream like state walked over to the table, where the girls had been having fun.
‘Josh, this is Rita. Rita, Josh.’ Amy said, smiling, like nothing out of the ordinary was in motion.
‘Nice to meet you, Josh. Will you be joining us?’
‘Umm, well, I..’
‘Please, we need some more fun, join in. We can take good care of you.’ Amy cut me off.
Without waiting for me to stammer again, Rita jumped down, unbuttoned my pants and tore them down, along with my boxers. My raging hardon sprang out, almost hitting her in the face. Her eyes grew wide with lust and she swallowed the head of my dick. She started bobbing her head back and forth, forcing more and more of my cock into her mouth. It was too big to fit into her throat, but she made a valiant effort.
Amy moved over, kneeled next to the redhead and helped keep her hair in order while she sucked and slupred on my dick. After a few tries to plunge my dick deep, strings of saliva were dangling off of her chin and onto the floor. Amy pulled her by her hair, making my cock slip out of her soft lips and pushed her onto the table.
She then reached for my dick, grasped it and gave it a firm squeeze, before guiding it to Rita’s opening. As my rod sank into her snatch, she tightened and came immidiately, soaking my pole with her pussy juices.
I pushed in, until my balls hit her ass. I began moving my hips and thrusting in and out of her. Having witnessed their previous show, I was near my own climax. I increased my pace until I could bare it no more. Amy saw it on me and pulled my cock out of the girl. She moved her hand quickly as I came on Rita’s belly. Exhausted, still shaken, not knowing what had just happened, I stood there, pants down and cock limping.
Then I heard a familiar mature female voice behind me.
‘Nice show, young man, you really have potential. You did good. Just like a few days ago, might I add.’
I turned around, only to see Glasser sitting in the corner with a huge grinn on her face.

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“INTERNET INCEST”

Internet Incest
By Blueheatt
….My daughter has a killer body. Long reddish brown hair, 5’ tall, nice full tits and a beautiful face. I’d had lusty feelings for her for a long time, but never made a move on her. The more I ignored her, the more she wanted my attention.
She would walk around in her night clothes, no bra or panties and watch to see if I looked at her. She would hug me and push her pussy up to me, rub my back and chest, take my hands and place them on her body, just short of her tits or pussy. I wanted to pick her up and carry her to my bed bad, but I resisted and tried to ignore her.
One afternoon I went in her room to ask her something and she hugged me big and pushed her pussy hard into my dick. She said: “Daddy, how come you never compliment me on how I look?” I sat her down on her bed. I put my arms around her, kissed her on the cheek and whispered: (“I have something to tell you. I have deep feelings for you. Sexual feelings. If I said how hot you make me feel, mom would kill me. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. You have a perfect body, and I drives me crazy. If your mother knew how many times I’ve thought of ‘you’, while we have sex with her…., she would throw me out of the house.”)
Lena smiled real big, kissed me on the lips very softly and said:
(“Mom would throw both of us out of the house daddy.”)
She put her arms around my neck, and pushed me on my back on her bed. Now she was laying on top of me. She whispered: (“If mom knew how many times I have played with myself, thinking of you and I having sex, she would flip out…. wow daddy,…and all this time we’ve both felt the same way.”)
She paused and thought while playing with my hair. Mom was home, so she whispered in my ear. (“..there is a way we can both have online sex together though…I know of 2 other girls who do it with their dads…online.”)
I thought about that for a minute. I had my computer in the den, and she had hers in her bedroom, right across the hall. I smiled big and whispered back: (“I think you may have something there, I’ll meet you tonight on our web cams.”) She smiled big and got up and checked to see where mom was. Mom was in the laundry room working away. She came back in her bedroom and gave me a quick tongue kiss, felt my boner and I quick felt her wonderful tits. We broke it off and went on our separate ways.
The wife didn’t do computers. She didn’t even know how to turn one on. I rearranged my computer so the screen faced away from the doorway, but also I faced right at Lena’s bedroom door. Lena did the same, facing me right in the den, and so anyone walking in wouldn’t see the screen, giving us time to minimize the cam picture out of sight.
That night, the wife went to bed, as I stayed up working on the computer. A normal occurrence. Lena’s door was closed. I turned on the web cam, put on my head phones with microphone and there she was, smiling at me. She tilted her camera down to only show her from the neck down. She began to feel her own tits and play with them. She whispered: (“Daddy, these are your hands feeling me….ooooo they feel awesome on me.”)
I did the same and opened my robe up for her to see my big boner standing tall. I whispered: (“…yes they are my hands, feeling the most beautiful tits in the world. I feel your nipples on the tips of my fingers…mmm…firm…. but so soft too.”)
I directed her, and her hands went right where I had them go. She had my hands feeling my boner up and down and feeling my balls. The fact that she was right across the hall, 12 feet away was a turn on, out of this world.
This went on several nights, feeling and talking on how much we were so hot for each other. If I stayed to long, I risk the wife coming in and saying it’s late, come to bed dear.
The next day Lena passed me in the hall and whispered: (…”I want to see us cum daddy, how about tonight?”) I told her that mom was going to her sister’s house this weekend, and we would do it then. She smiled big, looked around and squeezed my boner as I felt again…those wonderful tits of hers. It was clear for a minute, so I reached down her shorts, and stuck my finger in her little damp pussy, and rubbed her little clit firm and fast. She bucked her hips back as she gasp!…I pulled my finger out and stuck it in my mouth.
Her eyes went big…she gasp again….and shivered with an orgasm. I steadied her, as she sucked a big breath. She whispered out of breath: (…”daddy!…that was…. awesome!”…) We heard mom and kept on our way. She quick went into the bathroom to compose herself.
The day came and Lena and I were trembling inside waiting for mom to leave. Finally mom left that night. Lena sat on the couch and I in my chair. When that door closed, we looked at each other and smiled big. We waited for mom’s car to leave. We still waited quietly to make sure she didn’t return for some reason. We both stood up grinning. I said: “On the count of three….one…two…, and she took off like a shot, with me chasing right behind her.
She squealed as we rounded the hall for our rooms. She stopped in front of the den, putting her arms out blocking the doorway. She said: “You can’t go in till you give me a kiss, daddy.”
“I kissed you last year on your birthday.”
“Gimme a real kiss daddy.”
“Close your eyes little Lena.”
I held up my two fingers to her lips, and pressed. She bit me.
“Get in your bedroom you naughty girl!”
She tried to grab my boner as I took off, her chasing me all the way, yelling…”Daddy, come back here!….you get in that den, you bad boy!, I just want one feel…for now…tee hee.” We chased, hid, laughed, giggled and finally I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom and plopped her on her bed. I tickled her so bad she said to stop, or she was going to wet her panties. I went out her door and said: …’’and don’t you leave this room, unless I say you can, young lady!” She hiked her skirt up and wiggled her butt at me. She said: “I need a kiss here too.” I slowly came back in her room and closed her door. I whispered: (“..now you gone to far, daddy has to spank.”) She grinned and gasp at the same time.
She sat on the bed like a naughty little girl, grinning. I said: “Over the knee with you little miss.” She bent over my knees as she giggled. I slowly lifted her skirt up, felt her sweet little ass, and slowly pulled her panties down. She twitched as she waited for a smack….only I did it different this time. I reached under her and slipped my finger in her tight little pussy. He legs stiffened as she gasp! I gave her two pretty sharp smacks, one on each butt cheek. She yelped, then moaned as I felt her pussy squeeze down on my finger. I pulled my finger out and massaged and kissed her butt cheeks as she shivered and twitched. I said: “Now tell daddy your sorry you teased him and made him get a big boner.“ She slowly stood up with a red face and a grin. She rubbed her butt, leaned over in my face and said:
“No I won’t!”…and took off out her door singing ‘I won’t…I won’t …no no no I won’t“…. I lost it laughing.
I tried to take a shower, I heard her saying: “Daddy, I have to pee real bad, can I come in?”
( we have two bathrooms) I said: “Ok”…and cupped a hand full of water. I saw her grinning as she tipped toed in….Pow! I got her with the water. I hear the usual: “Daddy!!!”…. Next she get the shower with me. I turned my back so she can’t see the instant boner she has given me. I said:
“No time to fool with you, I’ve got a hot date tonight, sweetie.”
“Well…I do too, so move over.”
We bumped each other for the warm water, as we giggled.
“Daddy, would you wash my back, I can’t reach it.”
“No…no time.” I tried not to look at her beautiful body, all wet and soapy,…damn I wanted to fuck her so bad. Then I felt to little arms going around my waist and feeling my big boner.
“Oh daddy!…you’ve got a big swelling here, you better let me take a look at it!”
“No… no time, I’ll fix it later.” I directed the water right in her face, and escaped out of the shower. I heard again the usual…”Daddy!!”.
That was hard to leave that shower, I needed an aspirin bad!
To the cameras we went. Our doors were open and we had all night. Neither one of our computer desk’s had panels on them, so our legs and all were in view. We both had robes on and she of course had hers wide open for me to look at her sweet little pussy. I put a towel over my boner, just to tease her. We started in directing our hands to do what the other one wanted. She kept saying: “Your hands are now removing the towel!…” I stalled and said: “Huh?…your hands are feeling your beautiful tits and rolling your nipples”….
“The TOWEL…daddy!’’ I finally removed the towel, and pointed the camera right at my boner. She stood up and did a sexy dance, slowly removing her robe, a few inches at a time.
I watched her sweet pussy close up on camera, and watched her LIVE, peel her robe off.
I knew this was not going to work. Man can only take so much of a hot, sexy, beauty only 12 feet away and not attack it. She knew it too. I stood up, took my robe clear off, walked to my doorway, and started stroking my boner. She, smiling all the way, did the same only putting two fingers in her pussy and feeling her tits. We met ½ way in the hall. I picked her up and carried her to the master bedroom and laid her down with me on top of her. She put her arms around my neck and whispered: (“…oh I forgot to tell you those other girls that do the web cam’s with their daddy’s…..It didn‘t work for them either.”)
We must have spent 30 minutes just feeling us all over and kissing like new lovers do. My dick was screaming for action!…, but I savored it, I admit it. Licking her thigh’s and back up to her tits and hearing her moan so sweet, was awesome.
She squirmed and turned quickly to feel and hold my dick. She had waited a long time for this as she stroked me and kissed and licked my dick. We lay sideways, our hearts beating heavy with excitement. I now had her sweet pussy to myself, to lick and savor the feeling on my tongue up and down her wet slit. She jumped and moaned as my tongue danced around her clit. She scooted her pussy closer and in tight to my tongue. I felt her lips slowly go over the head of my dick, so sensuous and soft. I felt her warm breath on it as her slick tongue began to get my dick wet all over. She almost made me cum right then, but it was going in her pussy the first time, as I held back cuming.
I could take no more, and turned, opened her legs wide and mounted her. I held my dick and teased her pussy and clit with it. She shook and moaned in an anticipation attack, squirming and pushing her awaiting pussy to me. She moaned…”…oh daddy…put it in…” I started slipping it in, a little at a time, into a tight but wet, sweet pussy. Finally it went all the way in as we both moaned and fell together. My knees went under her legs as her legs went around me tight. We both trembled and moaned out of breath as it now started with a slow fucking motion. He fingers dug into my back, pulling with our motion. We panic kissed between breaths and moaned in our mouths. I had never felt my dick get this big, as I savored every feeling inside her tight pussy. She could wait no more and started fucking fast, driving me deep into her pussy. We made deep moaning sounds that were out of our control. She pulled me tight to her and started shaking all over. She climaxed big just as I shot the biggest load I could ever remember. We both yelled something loud and fucked faster and faster….
She moaned so wonderful as I kept pumping my cum in her. I felt her pussy quiver as she squeezed with everything she had.
We want it to last forever. I felt her sweet tits as I savored a thousand feelings. She held me tight as she trembled and kept moaning. Time seemed to stop as we both took a journey somewhere in another world….
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Mom was back, and back to the webcams we went at night. Lena and I both had headsets with mic’s on them, so we could whisper to each other as we showed ourselves and filled our requests to each other. Lena had her room lights off, but I got her a small flex light to shine on herself. She always had her door open for my live viewing, plus the webcam. My lights were on as usual. We set it up as ’mom’ proof as possible. Mom slowly got use to my late night ‘Reports‘…I had to do for work. The head phones were for listening to music, (she thought.)
That first night was awesome.
She put on a show for me that had me shaking, I wanted her so bad. She watched me stroke myself as if her and I were fucking like we just did. She had her fingers wet and working her pussy like my cock was in her. I could hear her breathing in her mic, and tiny suppressed moans. We both whispered to each other between our gasps for breath.
(“…it’s cuming Lena…just for you…you feel so good….your pussy is so hot…cum with me baby…let’s cum together….hold me tight baby…hold daddy and let his fingers make you….feel…so good.”…)
(….”..daddy I feel you in me,…. you so big and your making me….cum…it’s cumming…(moan)…I want to feel your hot cum fill me….It’s cumming….It’s…..oh my god!!…)
I was going to cum for her finally and we both got red in the face building up to a climax for us. I thought….Oh god, mom don’t come in here now please! We couldn’t moan and our veins bulged as we came together. I shot way up in the air as she shook and twisted her body. Her fingers were deep in her pussy while her other hands fingers speed rubbed her clit. I heard a tiny moan, but not enough for mom to hear. I kept pumping cum all over my desk, my camera showing it all. We just looked at each other in awe of our dual cum.
Time stood still as we just enjoyed us.
I heard mom clear her throat as I had to grab my towel and quick clean up my mess on everything…room spray and I was done…my heart was pounding hard. Lena lay smiling and limp in her chair, her fingers still rubbing her pussy slowly as she had her light right on her pussy.
Torture…the same pussy I had just licked and fucked the night before….pure wonderful torture. I waited for my heart to stop pounding and went to bed, as Lena blew me kisses.
During the day Lena and I yearned for mom to go away for the night, and a weekend was a heavenly wish. We would touch each other behind mom’s back. Maybe just fingers, or a brush against each other. Passing in the hallway was risky but exciting all in one. A quick passion kiss…a feel…a squeeze of tits and a boner. If mom went somewhere, we would hurry to the window to watch her car pull away and our arms wrapped around us and our hands felt everything we wanted so bad.
I had to wear tight jockey shorts to help hide my constant boners. Lena wore lined panties to hide her wetness.
—————-
I got an idea…hmmmm…in front of mom, I ask Lena if she would help me tonight on my ‘reports’. She said ‘yes’ and I explained she could read them as I typed them into the computer as my eyes got tired, at night. Mom thought nothing of it. That night Lena sat beside me. Our hands couldn’t keep off each other under the desk. Her warm and wet pussy was just inside her robe, as my boner was exposed for her to fondle. We both got so hot, and snuck in kisses and whispered to each other what we were going to do the next time we were alone.
Mom came by all pleased that father and daughter were doing something together…little did she know ‘what’ we were doing. The next day I rigged up a wireless pressure switch under mom and my bed so that when she got up, it lit a small red light on my desk. Now, if she got out of bed, Lena and I had a warning she was coming. Lena was thrilled, as she wanted to get bolder with me, and I did with her. That night Lena read the same report quietly over and over again. Her hand stroked my boner as I felt her tits and pussy. She opened her legs wide for me to get two fingers in her pussy. She leaned down and started sucking my dick. No red light, so we went for it. I worked her wet pussy as she sucked me and jacked me faster. It was funny to hear her try not to moan the report at times. We couldn’t moan but couldn’t always hold back a little one.
RED LIGHT
Lena sat up and read the report, wiping her mouth off. I started typing something crazy, anything to make it look like I was working. Mom came in and smiled and said: “How’s it going you two?”…..”Oh fine”….we both said as I covered up my boner with some papers. “Don’t keep her up to late dad, or she’ll make you pay her overtime.” mom said. We all giggled, and back to bed she went, as the red light went out. Night after night we felt, kissed, licked and got ourselves hotter and hotter.
Lena was excited all the time now. During the day and at night. She told me later what she thought to herself:
….’wow….this is so cool, being able to feel my dad and him feel me. I’m wet all the time now, and our sneaking touches and feels are so risky and exciting….I just love it. Dad and I want to have sex again, and the waiting is driving us crazy, but exciting too.
It first started with me when I started for the bathroom, and stopped. Dad was shaving with only a towel around him. He didn’t notice me. I moved back and watched him. His smooth tan body, a little hair on his chest and that’s when I first got tingles in my pussy. He looked so sexy, I wanted to get behind him, put my arms around him and feel his chest.
So….I did. I surprised him and he jumped and started breathing hard. He said: “I’ll be done in a minute, sweet.”…I stayed and held him, he give my hands a warm rub, then quick left….but I saw a boner under that towel. That gave me more tingles in my pussy. From then on I pushed my attention on him. Rubbing up against him, surprise hugs from behind him. It appeared he was ignoring me, but his little touches gave him away and the sudden lump in his pants.
Now I wanted to make him cum at his computer.
The risk was driving me, I had to do it somehow. I had orgasmed in my chair, now it his turn to cum with me . My plan was to jack him good, and when he couldn’t hold it anymore, I wanted to quick put my lips over his boner and suck it all in my mouth.
That night I made sure we had a towel tucked away and we let the time run so mom would be asleep. Then it all changed….
I knew what she was up to by the way she kept jacking me so fast. She wanted me to cum in my chair for her. I had another plan. I scooted my chair back some and pretended to be reading a report. She had both of her hands on my dick jacking away. When I got close to cuming….I reached over and set her on my lap, moved her nightie up and stuck my boner in her pussy. I held my hand over her mouth, knowing she’d moan….and did she ever…muffled moans in my hand as I fucked her fast. She rubbed her clit fast we were headed for hot climax. We got carried away and knocked stuff off my desk. I saw the red light come on!
Fuck it!…I shot a huge load in her as she squirmed and climaxed. It was so beautiful we moaned as quietly as we could.
We watched mom walk by scratching her head, all half-asleep and went into the bathroom and shut the door.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, as she never even looked in here. I saw Lena’s eyes panic as she got off my lap. She quick put stuff back up on my desk as her hands shook. She checked, then darted in her bedroom and quietly shut the door. I composed my self and acted like I was reading a report, sucking air but trying to breathing normally. Mom came out of the bathroom, still half asleep and went back to bed. The red light…went out.
We waited for a while….all quiet. Lena slowly opened her door and grinned. She danced and lifted up her nightie and flashed her tits and pussy at me.
What a pleasant way to be driven crazy.
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Mom’s over-nighter was on. The girls club was going to camp out for one night. Lena and I tried to not act excited, but we were counting the minutes until she left.
It was now…teasing time!
I whispered to her in the kitchen: (“I’m going to lick you till you wet yourself, girl!”) She gasp…and whispered back: (“I’m chaining you to my bed, and never let you up for 24 hours!”) I said: (“you better rest up girl, I’m going to chase you down the street naked, catch you and fuck you on the sidewalk!)…She snuck a feel of my boner and said: (“…you’ll be to sore to fuck anything when I’m done with you!”) This went on and on until we watched mom’s car pull away that night.
Lena squeezed my dick, then took off outside. She stood in front of the window and felt her tits, lifted her skirt and flashed me with no panties on. I grabbed a flash light and went after her. She ran in the garage and hid. I shined the light around and said: “I know I saw a girl burglar outside, and she came in here OFFICER!.” I heard her giggle, somewhere in the back. “Hold the dogs, officer….I think I can catcher her! Here little burglar….come to me and take your punishment.” By now she got the giggles and was easy to find. I jumped on her and whispered: (“…I’m not turning you in girl…if you ’cooperate’, you understand.”) She said: ( “How about hot sex for my freedom?” )
I said: (“oooo your nasty, get in the house and I’ll just have to take all your clothes off and punish you good. ”) She squealed and she darted away from me and into the house she went. I went in and I hear: “I’m NOT in here.” coming from my bedroom. I stomped the floor as I walked to the bedroom. I heard her say: “Keep away Mr. Monster!”…and giggle. I walked in my bedroom, and there she is, standing up in the middle of the bed, shaking her ass at me. She jumped in my arms and said: “Protect me from the monster, daddy.” I felt her bare ass, so smooth and warm.
She started kissing me and wouldn’t stop as I undressed her. She kept it up as she undressed me. We fell into bed still kissing, our tongues going crazy. We lay there a long time just enjoying our freedom and feeling us all over naked. The next 24 hours was the fastest ever, yet it was pure heaven. We hardly slept at all. I think we kissed and licked every part of our body’s six times over. We fucked and fucked some more. I fucked her from behind for the first time, she moaned loud as I reached around and rubbed her clit.
She rubbed it with me, then felt my cum flow out onto her fingers as she played with it. We fucked in the middle of the living room floor, the kitchen, the back porch and on cardboard in the garage. I carried her around the house, naked on my back. We snuck out in the back yard with a blanket and fucked outside. I thought I’d ran out of cum, but still a little more was there for us. We took naps naked, but woke up all hot again for each other.
Finally we had 1 hour left. We fixed my soaking bed and moved to her bedroom. She got on top of me and put my kinda sore dick in her carefully, as she was a little sore too. 45 minutes left. She started sliding back and forth on me. My dick was still hard, It never really stopped being hard. She started fucking me like it was the last fuck we’d ever get, and I did too. Now we really knew what turned each other on and raced for it. We moaned with dry throats and let it all out. I was afraid I’d hurt her as my arms held her so tight. We let it build up and up and then it all happened….
Our body’s took over from us, pumping ourselves crazy with euphoria.
I came a big one and we flooded us with our juices. We both yelled and moaned as the jolting spasms took our breath away.
I had never felt a cum like that …ever.
She lay spent on me as we rubbed each other. We both felt dizzy and happy.
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Oh shit…I heard mom’s car.
I quick moved her off of me and covered her up. I ran to the shower, and turned on the water.
I heard…..
“Hello…you two, what ch’a been up to?”
I smiled and yelled out from the shower:
“Oh,…. nothing…Dear.”
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Mom yelled back…”I had so much fun, I’m going to go overnight once a week now.”
Lena began to giggle as her pussy tingled real good.
I washed my hard dick as I sang in the shower….

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Stacy

………………………….., brrr…, dam cool in this house !
……Pat wondered what she could do to get warm. Stacy and her husband kept their home cool at night. Better for the lungs Pat knew but she was freezing her ass off as she lay on the chesterfield. This light blanket was not doing it for her.
……Gerald was Pat-s boss. He owned G & S Renovators. Pat did his books as a side job to bring in extra money. Stacy and Gerald had thrown a party in their home for sub-trades, regular clients, and employees. ……Pat came alone; she had no one… She would stay the night and Gerald would drive her home in the morning after breakfast. Pat got along very well with the Hubbard-s.
……Pat was lying on the chesterfield shivering when she saw Gerald walk past on his way the bathroom, Gerald was illuminated by moon light shining through the window… Gerald was only wearing shorts…, Pat was embarrassed. Even more so upon hearing him pee; she waited until he was going back to bed before she asked him;
— Gerald, is there another blanket, I am freezing.
— Climb into our bed Patricia…, Stacy-s there; she will not mind you sleeping in our bed… It will give her a break from my snoring. Gerald chuckles.
— Where will you sleep?
— I have some estimating to do Patricia. I will finish up the estimating and sleep on the cot in that spare room at the far end of the house. It is a dusty old thing…, but I love it. It is so dam comfortable Patricia. Oh, excuse me…, Patty babe. Gerald laughs…, so do I.
[ Gerald likes to keep it formal, he calls me Patricia. Stacy affectionately calls me Patty babe. ]
……Our conversation went back and forth until my cold feet ended the conversation, I finally agreed. I climbed into bed with Stacy. Stacy and I got along very well, and there had never been anything sexual between us so I went to bed happy to get warm.
…… [ Climbing under the covers I got close to Stacy and woke her. ]
— Whoa, you are freezing there Patty babe. [ Patty babe…, it sounded funny; Stacy had a slight lisp. ]
— Brrrrrrrrrrr, I know.
……Stacy moved in close and hugged Patty.
……Pat was about to move away but the warmth of Stacy-s body felt so good .
— Yikes ! Patty babe, you are so cold my nipples are hard….
……Stacy pushed her chest into Patty-s arm.
……Pat felt Stacy-s hard nipples. An odd thing to do she thought…, but Stacy-s body gave off heat and right now that was the number one to Pat.
……Stacy: Stacy is aggressive; you can always count on her to say what she is thinking.
— Here, turn around, we will spoon… Stacy says.
……Pat flips her body about and Stacy snuggles up to her from behind. It feels nice and warm. Pat was going to speak but could not think of anything to say.
…..Stacy slips an arm between Patty-s neck and the pillow, snaking her arm about Patty until her left hand is on Patty-s right shoulder. Stacy moves her right hand onto Patty-s stomach pulling the two women tight.
………………..Pat feels secure all wrapped-up in Stacy-s arms.
……Pat lay in Stacy arms, not giving it a second thought as to how this might look; more importantly, Pat is getting warm.
……She had always liked Stacy. Stacy is a cute average sized woman with black hair and big brown eyes; her best feature Pat thought… Stacy-s nose is small-ish with a bit of a point to it. She has a small pouty mouth, more than capable of delivering sassy comments. In Pat-s best judgement Stacy has – A – cup breasts.
…… Stacy-s legs and arms are a bit thick for her height. She has a little bulge on her tummy but nothing that takes away from her attractiveness. Pat had overheard some of the men making comments about Stacy-s rear; according to those guys she has a great ass. Pat has no opinion on that topic.
……Pat was getting nice and arm and was thinking of pulling away from Stacy to get a good night-s sleep.
……Stacy likes Patty. She especially likes her modest nature. Stacy wants Patty-s body and has for quite awhile now. She insists that Patty babe be invited to these parties.
……Stacy had plans to get Pat drunk enough to seduce her. Perhaps the cold would take the place of booze this night. Stacy-s plan begins to unfold.
……Pat, Patty to Stacy, and Patricia to Gerald, is four years older than Stacy-s twenty seven years. She had been married…, but was divorced some eight years back.
……Stacy liked two things about alcohol; one, alcohol is great in creating a party atmosphere and two, it can be very helpful in the art of seduction. Stacy had discovered this in college and used it effectively.
……Stacy had gained some insight into Patty babe… First, Pat never masturbated, it is a sin; secondly her ex was a lousy lover. To Stacy this meant a frustrated woman ripe for seduction.
……Stacy smiled… Patty is in her bed…, boozed up…, and although she is not drunk enough to take advantage of…, she is snuggled up to her, nice and close. Stacy intends to use this opportunity to her advantage.
……Stacy knew all she needed to do was think about Patty for a minute and she would have the nerve to act. Stacy knows she was an aggressive woman; it has paid off in the past.
……Pat is a tall girl, five ten, a natural blonde with brown streaks supplemented with golden tips. She has blue-grey eyes, a straight nose and appealing lips. Her facial shape is of a heart…, Stacy thinks…
……Patty has beautiful hands and feet; with lovely slim arms and long slender legs. Patty-s most outstanding feature would be her breasts. She has a nice ass but her tits are fantastic, a – C – cup to be sure. Stacy loves Patty babe-s tits.
……Stacy smiled as she remembered how she feigned needing a towel. Stacy had asked Patty if she could come into the bathroom while she was showering. Patty unlocked the door and skipped back into the shower. Stacy stayed a few minutes chatting. When Patty washed her hair Stacy got up on the toilet and looked into the shower, the shower is made of an Etched opaque glass.
…..She watched for many, many seconds, appreciating her friend-s naked body. When Patty lifted her arms while washing her hair, Stacy got a first-hand view of those gorgeous tits.
……Stacy was ready to make her move in THE seduction of PATTY BABE. She liked to call it a seduction when talking it over with her husband; who is a definite facilitator in Stacy-s endeavour to get Patty babe.
……Stacy knew Gerald thought Patricia was a fantastic human being. He knew she had not been made love to in years. If Stacy could give Patricia an orgasm then that was ok with him; as long as it was not a problem during business.
……Stacy knew her husband; nice as he was, Gerald had a bit of a perverse side to him; and for that Stacy was eternally grateful. Men she thought, you can always count them when it comes to sex.
……Stacy inhaled Patty-s hair fragrance
— You smell great Patty babe…, I love you.
……Pat reached behind her touching Stacy-s face.
— I love you too honey. Pat replied.
……She thought how nice it was to have a friend like Stacy… In moving her arm to touch her friends face Pat opened herself up.
……Stacy took hold of Patty-s raised arm, sliding her hand along Patty-s arm, guiding Patty-s hand to her mouth. Stacy kissed Patty-s hand softly…, kissing each finger separately, looking at Patty-s beautiful eyes.
……Pat turned her face to look at Stacy in the dim light provided by the streetlights. She smiled warmly at this woman who was kissing her hand. What a nice thing to do Pat thought.
……Pat was wearing flannel pyjamas. They had a tie around the waist with accompanying elastic. Her top buttoned down the front. In her tossing about one of these buttons had come undone.
……Stacy slipped her hand under Patty-s top moving her hand to Patty-s right breast. Gently squeezing her tit…, sliding her nipple between two fingers. Patty-s nipple stood erect the moment Stacy touched it.
…… NO !
…… It sounded like – OH – to Stacy.
….. Pat went to speak…, she started to move in defence of herself but was unable to stop Stacy as the sensations brought on by Stacy-s touch ran through her.
……Pat-s breath caught in her throat, her head went back some, she stopped breathing for many seconds. Her mind numbed and body was paralyzed…
……Ohhhh…, the sensation of being touched…, Pat-s body was tingling, her skin raised goose bumps as what seemed like electricity ran through her body…
……Stacy felt Patty move, then freeze with her back arched, and her head back slightly. Running her fingers over Patty-s nipple ignited Stacy. She felt her juices run past her lips onto her upper thigh.
……With her confidence bolstered Stacy moved aside allowing Patty-s body to roll back. Continuously kneading her breast, and squeezing her nipple, Stacy opened her friends top exposing those gorgeous big tits. Stacy-s mouth swooped in on the lonely breast, lips pulling at the nipple, sucking Patty-s tit. Stacy worked Patty-s tits until her nipples were hard as stone.
— OH GOD !
……She moved a hand to the tie on Patty-s bottoms, pulling gently on the fabric cord until it untied. Stacy slipped her hand into Patty-s bottoms seeking out and finding her pussy. Slipping her hand between Patty-s legs she squeezed her nearly virgin friend.
……Pat moved to stop Stacy but once again her defences were laid waste by powerful sexual feelings. Pat was unable to mount any form of resistance to Stacy-s loving touch.
……Stacy adjusted her gaze so she could watch her hand pull up and out of Patty-s pyjamas, catching a glimpse of Patty-s — Mons de Venus — as it pushed against her panties creating that familiar mound.
……Stacy ran her fingers to Patty-s waist, along her waist band and slipping her hand into her panties…, feeling Patty-s warm, sexy tummy. Reaching her goal she rubbed Patty-s crotch, squeezing firmly.
…… Pat moaned, her legs slightly open.
……Stacy-s fingers found Patty-s pussy. Stacy pushed a finger carefully into her friend-s wet vaginal opening. Fingering Patty for a short time Stacy brought that moist finger to her mouth tasting her friend.
— Mmmmm, you taste good Patty babe.
……Stacy pushed her finger into Patty-s body again, gently fingering her. Pulling her finger out she placed it near Patty-s mouth. Patty turned her head away from Stacy-s finger.
— No, taste yourself honey, a woman should taste herself.
…… Pat moved her head and Stacy pressed her finger to her lips….
— Open your mouth honey.
……Pat cautiously opened her mouth and Stacy pushed in that wet finger. Pat tasted herself for the first time in her life.
……Stacy finger fucked Patty-s mouth slowly, making sure her friend sucked on that finger. Watching her finger move in and out of Patty-s mouth was so erotic Stacy had a small orgasm.
……Pat briefly looked to Stacy but returned quickly to her own sexual sensation, sucking on Stacy-s finger. She had very little experience sexually, despite being married for nearly two years.
……Stacy knew Patty was getting close to orgasm… She had to slow her down. Stacy wanted to explore Patty-s body before she let her orgasm. Virgins, Stacy thought, and smiled, could this get any better.
……Stacy pushed the covers back while getting out of bed. Stacy was wearing a night gown with nothing underneath. In one move Stacy was naked in front of Patty.
……Patty-s eyes grew large as she saw her Stacy naked.
……Stacy looked at her friend, enjoying her reaction.
……Stacy could see Patty becoming self conscious. She went to the closet, a mere fifteen feet away and retrieved three of her husband-s ties; including his favourite black one. Gerald would enjoy the irony.
……When she returned to the bed Patty had pulled her top closed over her breasts. She looked scared.
……Taking Patty-s hands one at a time Stacy tied each wrist separately.
……Pat was mortified at what was happening. She had no idea how to get out of this situation.
……Stacy tied the ties together about the bed headboard; Patty-s arms were over her head. Stacy looked at her friend, Stacy smiled;
— You look petrified honey.
……Pat was petrified, no doubt there.
— Do you remember last year when we went to the mountains and you were so afraid to go tobogganing. I told you it would be ok. You trusted me then Patty and you had a great time. Trust me now.., I will make you a very happy girl…
— Ok ! She answered meekly.
……Pat was frightened. Her friend-s reassurance did nothing to quell her fears.
……Stacy kissed Patty, softly, lovingly:
— I would never hurt you Patty, I love you. Now, let-s get that body of yours worked up again… Stacy gave Patty a warm smile.
……Stacy new that she was going to get what she wanted, her smile hid her agenda. Patty was going to be ravished; her body would be exploited to the maximum. Stacy intended to take full advantage…, what a fantastic body, and unbelievable skin.
— I love your shyness Patty babe…
……Stacy opened Patty-s top once again showing off those gorgeous tits. She leaned forward whispering; — You have fantastic tits Patty…
….. Pat blushed.
…..The light provide by the bedside lamps, which Stacy had turned on, was more than enough to show Patty-s embarrassment. Stacy laughed;
— See what I mean !
…… She kissed Patty again, this time with more passion.
……Stacy kissed Patty brushing her lips lightly across Patty-s mouth, teasing her, darting her tongue in and out of Patty-s mouth, licking her lips with the edge of her tongue.
……Pat moved her face from side to side as the kisses tickled her lips.
……Stacy loved teasing Patty. Stacy kissed Patty in a teasing fashion several more times.
……Pat eventually shivered, and giggled a little…
………………….With the tension broken, Stacy moved quickly to Patty-s tits sucking on her nipples, biting gently… Patty flinched, letting out a small squeal.
……Pat opened her mouth, her head back expecting another bite.
……Stacy did not disappoint, sucking, licking and gently biting Patty-s tits. Pulling her nipples with her lips; pulling her nipples with her teeth.
……Stacy raked her teeth over Patty-s tits…
……Each time she stopped, Pat would hold her breath, waiting for the next time Stacy would suck or bite her tits. Pat-s nipples were hard and at least an inch long.
……Stacy marvelled at those long nipples… Stacy ravished those tits for five or six more minutes.
— I cannot get enough of your breasts Patty; you have such fantastic tits…, and your nipples are perfect.
……Pat was so enamoured with Stacy-s assault on her breasts she did not notice Stacy-s hand pushing her pyjamas past her hip bones.
……Stacy moved her mouth to Patty-s ear while holding her, whispering loving words into Patty-s ear. Stacy pulled Patty to her and in doing so Patty-s left hip left the mattress. As Stacy-s words of love titillated Patty, she slipped the bottoms over Patty-s hip and past her cheek.
……Stacy coyly ran her lips from one ear to the other ear, rolling Patty to her other side, capturing her attention with soft whispers.
……Pat-s body tingled; she was drowning in the lovemaking of her friend. Nothing registered in her mind above the sexual feelings she was experiencing.
— I am going to curl your toes Patty babe !
…… Pat did not understand that expression. It was then that Pat noticed her panties and pyjama bottoms were at her knees. Pat tried to sit up to pull her panties and bottoms up. She had forgotten Stacy had tied her to the bed.
— No…, no honey… Trust me…
…… Stacy softly spoke these words to Patty.
……Pat lay back; she gulped knowing her pussy was exposed.
……Stacy kissed and touched Patty-s feet, toes and calves; sucking on her toes, licking her legs.
……Pat once again was overwhelmed by her friends love making. She knew her legs were open, but that seemed trivial now… laying there…, enjoying Stacy-s love making… until she felt a tongue touch her clit. Pat jumped.
— Ungh !
……Stacy flicked Patty-s clit… Stacy loved the taste of this woman, her smell. She kept licking, sucking and poking Patty with her tongue.
……Pat-s legs opened, her knees came up, inviting more of the same from her friend. Pat felt such warmth toward Stacy. Her trust complete, not thinking for one second about anything other than the sensations her body was experiencing.
— WOW ! I never ——— Pat exclaimed.
……Stacy had had a second orgasm…she could not help herself. Stacy slipped a finger into Patty. Stacy was losing control she was so turned on. She even pressed a finger to Patty-s bum.
……Pat never noticed…, hips moving erratically. Pat moaned; she sighed; her breathing coming in gasps… and sometimes not at all.
……So sexy all that gasping. Stacy loved the power, too control Patty like this…
……Stacy smiled; a wicked thought crossed her mind. Stacy moved her right hand between her own legs, fingering herself.
— Patty babe, would you please suck my finger. It is so sexy and really turns me on ?
……Pat opened her mouth eager to do something for Stacy. She felt Stacy-s finger enter her mouth. It tasted funny but she did not care. Pat sucked on that finger; she swallowed as the saliva built up in her mouth. She heard Stacy groan. She felt Stacy orgasm. Pat felt proud to do that for Stacy.
……Stacy nearly fainted when she saw Patty suck on her finger. Stacy-s own juices were on that finger. Another orgasm rolled through Stacy, stronger than the last one.
……As Stacy settled from her orgasm, she thought how Patty-s seduction had been far more rewarding than she could have ever hoped for. Patty-s body was so sexy, she was so easy, so pliable. Her need for sex left Patty defenceless.
……Stacy thanked the asshole who had married Patty. Fucking jerk had abused Patty… Thank God Gerald intervened.
……Stacy re-positioned Patty so her ass was in the air, her head down. This exercise gave Stacy time to cool her temper…
……Stacy retrieved her vibrator.
……………….. Pat waited…, she knew she was wide open. Pat did not care. Stacy could do what she wanted Pat thought…she had given Pat the best sex she had ever experienced.
……Stacy moved in behind Patty. The view of Patty-s ass took her breath away. Bending her like this, bum in the air, was…, maybe…, the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
……On her knees, Patty-s vagina was slightly open and her anus stretched tight. Stacy positioned her tongue next to Patty-s bum and pressed her tongue against Patty-s anus.
……Pat felt Stacy-s tongue on her bum hole.
— No…, no…, not there, that is my bum.
…… Stacy pushed her tongue inward, Patty-s anus opened some and Stacy began to lick this lovely woman.
……Pat started to protest; Pat started to move; Pat —, … stopped,—-. She could not believe it felt this way…, she was lost…
……It took time, but Stacy got her tongue into Patty-s ass; she was going insane, her tongue doing Patty babe-s virgin ass. Stacy pushed her tongue in as far as it would go, God she was tight. Stacy had a long tongue and had used it this way before; ah…, a College education.
……She heard Patty moan. Stacy powered her face into this gorgeous woman-s ass. Swirling her tongue around, rimming Patty-s ass, tongue fucking her, she felt Patty-s hips buck, and buck again.
……Stacy felt Patty-s orgasm, her anus pressuring her tongue, her ass bouncing as she came. Stacy forced her tongue to stay in Patty-s ass.
……Patty came a second time, or was it a continuation of the first orgasm, Stacy did not care. Stacy continued her assault on Patty-s ass…, pulling her tongue out and gnawing on her, and then tongue fucking Patty-s ass…all the while playing with Patty-s clit.
……Stacy loved the sound of Patty moaning…, Stacy ravished that perfect ass.
— God woman…, you are driving me crazy ! Stacy said.
……Pat smiled, she had already had several orgasms; she was happy she pleased Stacy.
……Stacy inserted a finger into that shapely ass, her finger slipped into that small wet hole easily…Stacy fingered Patty-s tight ass…
…… Aaaaaaargh…, to be the first… Stacy finger fucked Patty-s ass…
……Stacy took her hand and fingered herself, and then, using her own juices lubed Patty-s ass. She did this several times until Patty-s ass was well lubricated… What a rush !
……Stacy forced in a second finger; fucking Patty-s ass…stretching her…
— Ungghh !
……Stacy bit Patty-s bum; gnawing on her cheeks….Stacy knew she was losing control….she did not care…
……Pat could feel Stacy nipping at her ass. It hurt a little, Pat did not mind. She wanted to give her friend some pleasure. Pat could feel Stacy-s fingers in her ass, it is an odd feeling she thought, and it hurt a little but it also felt kind of good.
……Pat was dead tired. Pat thought it must look comical, her ass in the air, tits crushed into the mattress; hands tied over her head. God only knows how her hair looked. She hoped it was not too bad.
……Stacy reached for the vibrator. Moving herself around, Stacy turned on the vibrator and touched Patty with it…
……Pat felt Stacy moving about. There was too much going on for Pat to follow it all. She just stayed still, hands bound above her head; waiting.
……Stacy moved to straddle Patty, immobilizing her. Stacy had the perfect view of Patty-s ass and pussy. Stacy had total control.
……Pat could feel Stacy-s mound against her back, her bone digging in, and the warmth coming from Stacy-s body sent an odd sensation through Patty-s body. Feeling a woman rubbing her clitoris on her back… Stacy was shaved… Pat felt Stacy-s juices running down her back…
……She heard the vibrator buzz… Pat felt Stacy touch her with the vibrator. It felt like she had touched a bare wire; her body jumped. Pat was sure her body was vibrating…
……Stacy loved the way this beautiful woman-s ass moved. She drooled on Patty-s ass at the sight of her lips swelling; her cllit growing…, watching Patty-s juices appear and run out of her.
……Peering down Stacy looks at Patty-s pussy; like a fine craftsmen…, Stacy applies her trade…
……Patty-s ass never stops moving…, so sensitive…, bouncing…, jerking…, twisting…
………………………..Stacy is rapt…
……Stacy dismounts Patty…, she rolls Patty onto her side…, and lifting Patty-s leg Stacy slips between those gorgeous thighs… Stacy pulls herself and Patty together; wedged between each other-s legs… pussy to pussy.
……Pat feels herself rolling onto her side…, she is exhausted. She sees Stacy-s foot near her face… Pat reaches out and touches that foot…she holds it…, her ties have come undone.
……Stacy grinds her pussy into Patty-s, feeling the heat of an-other woman, her wetness, her softness…
— OMG !
———————————————————————————-
……Gerald watches his wife.
……Standing back in the shadows in the hallway, Gerald has watched for the past ten minutes or so. His wife and Patricia…He has never seen his wife this hot…and Patricia…Wow…he never would have guest.
……Gerald smiles as he watches…, Stacy squirts a little, spraying herself, Patricia, and anything within a few feet of the two women.
……Stacy collapses:
— I love you Patty…
— Me too honey…. I have never experienced anything like this in my life Stacy… I am exhausted…
…………………………………………….. [A pause of several seconds]
— I bet my hair is a mess.
……Stacy looks at Patty, and smiles:
— Come honey…, let-s head to the second bedroom; that bed will be dry…
……Gerald quietly walks away smiling. He hears Stacy laugh. Gerald ambles down the hall. That is Patricia alright; Gerald chuckles to himself as he slips into his favourite cot. Tucking himself in, smiling at what he has just witnessed.
……Patricia is practically raped by his wife and she is concerned about her hair.
……Gerald closes his eyes… Visions of Stacy and Patricia replay in his mind… Patricia sure has a body on her…, maybe —
…… Gerald sports a wicked grin:
— I see a raise and full employment in Patricia-s near future …
………… Ungghh …, what an ass!

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camping with mom Part III

Part III
Dad and I split some kindling, started a fire and dropped the metal grill over the fire stones that contained the breakfast fire. Dad had me get some water from the lake as he put coffee in a pot and we took care of the beverage part of breakfast. I wasn’t allowed to have coffe although I wasn’t sure if it was because dad was a health nut and I shouldn’t have the caffeen or what the reason. Dad did, however, insist I have grapefruit juice every day, twice a day preferablly fresh pineapple but in this case canned would do. As I said, dad was a nut for health and he always said that if it’s in a can it’s dead. But back to the campsite. With dad and I standing close to each other by the growing fire I thought I could see dry flakes around his lips and his cheeks like there was peeling from the skin in those areas; it looked like old sunburn. Just as I was trying to figure what dad had on his face mom emerged from the tent.
My jaw dropped as I watched mom, bent over to clear the small opening in the tent, stood up and walked toward dad and me. Where dad and I were wearing appropriate camping attire of jeans and t-shirts sporting some stylish dirt and campfire soot Mom appeared in a short freshly pressed and spotless mini dress.Her top four or five buttons were undone so when she had bent over to exit the tent dad and I could clearly see most of both of her heavy breasts as gravity pulled them down leaving everything but the tips and nipples exposed. “Wow†, said dad. “What have you dressed for?†“I’m dressed to be pampered†mom replied. “Think of me as the queen bee and you two are the worker bees to serve the queen†. My eyes were transfixed on her and the thinness of the fabric of the dress that clung to her every curve. “The eggs are in the cooler†, she said as she walked away from us. “Call me when breakfast is ready†. Then as she passed closer to dad I heard her say in a softer and lower whisper, “you asked for this buster and now you’re going to get it†. Dad and I stood there stunned for a moment as we watched mom walk away, clearly wearing nothing under her tiny dress. “You heard the woman†, dad snapped to me breaking my trance, “let’s get cooking†. I got back to the task on hand but as I glanced back at mom’s barely draped curves I felt strangely different about mom and dad’s presence there made me uncomfortable, almost as if I was on a honeymoon and everybody there knew I had stuck my dick in mom’s pussy and shot my hot cum in her.
I could fill volumes writing about breakfast; sitting around the fire trying not to stare at mom who sat across from me and dad in her dress that rode up almost to her waist when she sat down leaving almost nothing to our imagination. For my part I worked mostly on trying to conceal my ever present erect cock stimulated both by the image of my mom in front of me and my mind playing back the sensations of the night before. Added to that was my thoughts that as mom sat in front of me and dad she probably still had some of my cum inside of her at that very moment. Not something many sons could say about their mom.
After breakfast dad and I cleaned up and mom said she was going to take a nap and catch up on the sleep she lost last night. I wondered about what she said because as far as I could remember she had slept straight through the night and each of the times I alone had awoken to take care of “my problem dick†in the sleeping bag. While mom went off on her own dad suggested to me that we go fishing together to try to come up with a lunch treat. Dad had been teaching me for the past three camping trips how to fly fish. I had learned how to select and tie dry flies, how to make a roll cast and how to gently place the fly in the deep spot where the stream made a turn. When we got to our fishing hole we stood about 30 yards apart, casting upstream into the current. We fished like that without any strikes for about fifteen minutes before dad started to make conversation with me. “Your mom is a beautiful woman, isn’t she†was his surprise opening. I wasn’t sure how I should reply or how much I should admit I knew about her beauty so I carefully just said “She’s a great mom†. There was silence for a while and then dad said “She has really kept herself in shape†and then he added “she is a great example for you of what a mature woman should look like†. I had been concentrating on fishing when we first got there and it was a relief not to have to worry about a bulge in my pants or to be thinking about how to cover it up but with dad’s talk here I was again staring down at two poles and only one was for fishing. Dad made things worse by not picking up on my silence and continued with the topic. “You know son, your mom makes me proud when I look at her,especially when she has just stepped out of the shower†. “Where in the world could dad be going with this†, I thought. “I’ll tell you a secret you can’t ever let her know about†he said next. “Can you keep a really big secret†? I was being pulled into this whether I wanted to or not and at this point I was genuinely curious anyway. “One evening about a year ago†dad related to me while I tried to pretend to be still fishing, “I had one of my friends from work over, Marc, you might remember him from our Memorial Day picnic, he’s a pretty big guy in his 40’s with curly black hair?†I thought I might in fact remember him as pretty athletic looking although the only athletic thing we did that day was play horseshoes. “Well, anyway, Marc came over one night to watch a late night game on TV and your mom turned in early. The game went on for a couple hours after that and when it was close to the end I got up to pee. Before I returned to the living room I looked in to see how mom was doing and if the noise of the game was disturbing her. It wasn’t and she was sound asleep. She lay there with a small corner of the covers still on her and wearing only a short silky night shirt†. I continued casting, staring at the water and trying to fish although it was nothing but arm motion and reflex as dad went on with his secret story. “ looking in at her, her legs and the sides of her breasts exposed and her nipples pushing up on the silk underwear and I was filled with pride, the same pride I felt this morning looking at how beautiful a body your mom has†. “That night I was so proud of how my wife looked that I went back to the living room and called for Marc to follow me and he would see something really beautiful. He followed me to the bedroom and I wish you could have seen his face as he looked in on your sleeping mom†. “We both took in every curve of her body. I don’t know what possessed me but I found myself carefully touching the edge of her nightie and slowly pulling it up the small amount of her unexposed thigh until all of her legs up to her dark tuft of pubic hair was showing and still I pulled the fabric up until it reached her belly button†. I wanted to share the beauty of your mom but not just the site of her; I now wanted to share every aspect of her.†It took every bit of my inner strength to turn to Marc and tell him quietly that we better leave her before she wakes up†. We left together but I felt this strange feeling that I wanted to see Marc get on top of your mom right then and there; to enjoy her outside as well as inside.â€
That was quite a confession from dad and I’m not sure how much more of that story I could have listened to when thankfully we were snapped back to the present by a pull and a splash on my line since I alone had continued to fish while dad did his talking. As I fought with my trout dad ended the story with “so you see that you can never tell her what I did or what I almost did†. “Do you understand son?†“Of course dad†, I said and went back to the fish; at least part of me went back to fishing.
Returning to camp with our camp with our catch for lunch we saw mom reclined on a comfortable rock reading a book, her shapely legs exposed to the sun. Dad and I fried up the trout and we feasted. It was like the old times camping with my folks when things weren’t as complicated as they were now; when I was too young to think of anything besides fishing and campfires and bears.
After breakfast dad announced that he thought it would be really special for us if we all paddled the canoe out to Lindern’s Island for an overnight the next day. Lindern’s Island is a small deserted land mass silted over with trees and vegetation and a nice beach. It was about three miles paddle from our campsite and besides being peaceful and totally remote the fishing is superb. We had not been there in years and we would be assured of not meeting up with any other campers. Mom and I both thought it was a great idea but I couldn’t help but notice that mom and dad gave each other some type of look and I had no idea what they were communicating with their expression.
Mom suggested for now that we take a hike so the three of us put on hiking shoes; dad and I remained in our jeans and t-shirts but mom stayed in her short, thin and clingy dress. Not at all appropriate for a hike but I had no problem with it. I was kind of surprised, though, that dad didn’t say anything or object in some way either because it was a bad choice for walking in the woods or because it clung to mom’s every curve and was so revealing. I would have thought dad would have not wanted to have his wife’s body on display in front of anyone, particularly is son but when I thought back to our fishing talk I started to see a pattern to his casual behavior regarding mom’s dress.
We walked along a stream at first and the path went up and down slightly but it was an easy walk and fairly well cleared. Then at one part the trail either continued with the stream or went up steeply to a ridge that was high above the stream and afforded a terrific view of the woods below. Mom was in the lead, dad was next and I followed last. I chose to be last because I was in the best physical condition and didn’t want to move faster than my parents could and leave them behind or feeling out of condition. The steep climb up became an almost hand over hand operation. At one point dad stopped until I caught up with him while mom kept climbing. When I reached dad he had a grin on his face and said to me, “Remember when we were fishing and I told you how proud I was of your mother’s beauty and once showed her off to Marc?†. “Yea†, was all I could say. “Well, look up and tell me if you aren’t just as proud of how beautiful and sexy you mother is?†. He pointed up the hill we were climbing and, “My god!†, there was mom climbing only fifteen yards away and I could see right up her short dress. Not only could I see her long shapely legs and her strong calve muscles flexing, I could also see her naked ass and the dark fuzzy tuft between her legs. Mom had no underwear on! Mom, I suppose, had no idea of the show she was putting on for her two men but I was surprised that dad, rather than try to protect her privacy was instead pointing it clearly out to his son. But then, I thought, dad was being true to his desire to share his wife. In fact, dad then tapped me on the shoulder and told me to move up to his hiking place and enjoy the view. I was a bit in shock but I gladly moved ahead on the slope and tried to climb while looking up all the time. Sometimes when mom had to step with her feet further apart to avoid a rock or root I could see her entire slit covered with short curly hair and running from her front to her ass. Dad was close behind me and I know he saw almost everything I saw. When mom reached the top trail where it was level again she turned around to me and reached out a hand to help pull me the last couple of feet up. She couldn’t have known that in her position I was starring right up at her pussy and she was pulling me in even closer to it. Once I was up to her level mom put out a hand in the same way to dad but as he came up with his free hand he reached right out under her dress and touched her pussy saying “nice view from here†.At that point she had to have realized what she had been showing off. For my part, I was almost overcome with the desire to join dad in dipping a finger into mom’s slit. Maybe his action was a challenge to me to share mom as he had hinted. I wason the verge of reaching under her dress when the reality that I didn’t really know what last night, and for that matter, mom and dad’s bizarre behavior today was all about. All I knew for sure was that since we all arrived at the camp things I never could have dreamed about were happening. As all three of us stood at the top of the ridge and looked over the river and forest dad announced how beautiful it was up there. He added that one could see things up there you didn’t normally see. For me that phrase took on a whole new meaning.
Returning to camp, cooking dinner, sitting around the warm campfire was great but uneventful aside from the site of mom as she sat or moved around the campsite obviously showing off those womanly attributes that dad had talked about and was so proud of. As night approached, however, the most interesting thought occurring in my mind was what we were going to do when we turned in to sleep. Would my parents be foolish enough to keep the same sleeping arrangements with me and mom pressed naked together sharing a sleeping bag one more night? I think we were all thinking the same thoughts about sleeping arrangements when dad broke the silence by pointing out the night sky filling with stars as the darkness increased. Cygnus, Cassiopeia, theNorthen Crown and the Milky Way all laid out over our heads. It was one of the few moments on our trip that my mind was not consumed with thoughts of sex. It was a relief to revel in the beauty of something other than my mother’s body. But when dad said “the Milky Way†my teenage brain was back to thinking about my thick white cum inside mom and I was back to thinking about the previous night of sex with her and the simplicity of the sky was lost.
Mom left our star gazing and walked into the tent and as she entered she called to dad and me to “Put out the fire when you are ready.†Then she added, “I get a sleeping bag of my own tonight, boys†.
I actually got a physical pain in my stomach when I heard those words, my disappointment was unmeasurable. Needless to say, sleeping with dad was not going the be on the same level as the night with mom. With nothing to look forward to I stayed up with dad by the fire about forty minutes more. Dad was surprisingly quiet in his own thoughts and we both put out the fire embers and poured water on the hot coals. We were smothered instantly in darkness.
Through the pines and close to the horizon in the East was a faint glow where the almost full moon would be coming up in an hour or less. The same moon that the night before afforded me a view of mom’s nipples. Dad and I found our way to the tent with only a small keychain light so as not to disturb mom who was fast asleep by now. Although it was comfortable during the day the nights got real cold real fast once the sun went down and dad and I definitely needed to share the sleeping bag although I was doubtful we would both fit. “If you sleep with clothes on it will just take up more room in the bag and make it impossible for either of us to move†, dad explained to me. Anxious to maintain my modesty I quickly got all my clothes off and slid into the sleeping bag we had to share. Dad stripped down next and wiggled his way into the bag in front of me with his back to me in the same position mom had been with me the night before. We both stayed perfectly still and I could hear mom’s quiet breathing close by in the crowded tent. It was impossible, however, not to be touching dad’s ass no matter how hard I tried to push back on the bag and leave a gap between us. Once again the unavoidable problem was that my dick was against naked flesh and was growing. Damn, damn, damn, this was my dad. How could my dick be so stupid as to grow hard at a time like this? Shit! As I lay pressed to dad I could feel my dick inch its way up his ass crack as it got harder and longer. All I could do was stay silent and as still as possible and pretend it wasn’t happening and that he wasn’t noticing the problem also.
After about twenty minutes of this insane situation dad whispered to me, “were not going to get any sleep this way†. “Gee dad†, I answered, “this is gross but I can’t help it, it’s kind of out of my control†. “I understand†, he said. “I have a cock and I was a teen once myself, you know†. “Let’s wait a little longer and maybe it will just go away†, dad added.
Unfortunately, while I lay there my mind started to play back my night with mom and I started thinking about the feel of her nipple between my finger and the bliss I felt sliding in and out of her wet pussy ever so slowly and for so long a time. So, after another twenty minutes instead of having less of a problem I was stiffer, longer and more in need of release than earlier. Then I blurted out something really stupid to dad. “This is the same problem mom had with me last night†. The minute the words were out of my mouth I realized what I had let out. There was a long heavy moment of silence in the tent then dad said, “So your hardwas pressed against mom and kept you and mom awake last night also?†. I had to answer but all I could think to say was, “not all night†. That proved to be another stupid thing to say and there was another long silence from dad. Then he said, “So how did you two solve the problem?†. Now I was in checkmate. I couldn’t say I left the tent, dad knew that wasn’t true so I had only two choices; one was to lie and say I jerked off on mom or I could tell him the truth that I came inside her. All I can say now in my defense was that I was still a kid and my reflex to tell my parents the truth overrode my ability to clearly see the situation I was in. “We couldn’t get to sleep without me cumming and mom didn’t want to sleep in a puddle so she told me to put it inside her†. Dad said absolutely nothing for a real long time.
Out of nervousness I finally added, “It was the only thing we could think of, there was nothing to it†. “Mom was just trying to make sure your sleep wasn’t disturbed†. “I’m sure she just did it for you dad†. Another very long silence from dad. I could almost hear him thinking, or getting angry; I wasn’t sure. Then he spoke to me and caught me completely off guard with what he said next. “Well†, he said matter of factly, “if you two decided that there was no other solution I guess we have to do the same thing†. “Same problem requires the same solution, doesn’t it†, he added. “Holy shit, now what did I get myself into, I thought. If I present a different idea for our dilemma I’m admitting to dad that fucking mom was not the only way out and that mom and I were both just engaged in incest. Dad had me by his logic; if mom and I were forced to relieve my hard on by cumming in her then I had to do the same with dad. “You better get going because I’m going to be really unhappy if I’m exhausted tomorrow morning and can’t enjoy my camping days off from work†. I was caught between a rock and a hard place, or rather, a rock hard dick and an ass. Well, we did both need sleep, and this was the same problem as the night before with mom and since dad was taking the lead on the solution the same as mom did I was sort of relieved of any thinking and just had to get on with taking the pressure off my balls and allowing everyone to get on with their much needed rest.
Dad stayed perfectly still while I tried to find enough space in the bag to move away and direct my dick from pointing up his back to aiming at the center of his ass crack. As usual the head of my dick was slick with pre-cum and it helped as I slowly pushed into dad’s crack looking for his round bud. The tip of my dick finally touched it and as I pushed more forcefully dad tilted his ass into the ideal position for penetration just as mom had tilted her hips to let me into her last night.
It wasn’t like entering mom at all. With mom I passed through the soft folds of her pussy and it was easy pushing all the way into her. But with dad I was at the opening of his ass and there was so much residence I didn’t think I would get in until something finally gave way and I slid all the way up to my balls in the one push. God he was tight; and warm too, not something I expected. Tighter than mom. I was afraid I had caused dad some pain because of the low moan he made. The moan was loud enough that had mom been awake she would definitely had heard it and probably would have asked if someone was not well. I stayed with dad impaled on me for about thirty seconds not sure what would be the next thing to do when dad solved the problem by slowly moving up and down on my shaft. I didn’t have to move at all and as he kept at his movements he would let a little moan escape to the point where I almost told him to be quiet or he would wake mom for sure. But, of course, I said nothing and just lay there with dad riding me. It felt good; not as good as mom but good enough that I had to remind myself that the point was not to continue like this but to cum and let us get to sleep. I started to meet dad’s pushes with my own thrusts in and out as much as the restriction of the sleeping bag would allow and with a final push I stopped, held myself inside his ass balls deep and started to throb and pump my hot teenage flood into him. Dad must have felt my strong jets of cum shooting inside him because he squeezed down on me like he was milking it all out of me; which he was. I shot thick ropes of hot cum deep in him for a while and suddenly we both just collapsed locked that way and motionless and silent. I hadn’t had an opportunity to cum all day and between that and mom prancing about in front of me almost naked and dad’s talk about mom I had built up torrents of hot cream that was finally being released. I guess dad was happy to get it finally over with because he let out one last moan and while I was shooting inside him he said, a little too loudly for my liking, “that’s it son, shoot it all in me†. I nervously looked toward where mom was sleeping and thought I saw her move a bit in the dim light but since she didn’t say anything I’m pretty sure she hadn’t heard anything from dad or what we had just been doing. It was a stroke of pure luck that mom didn’t know what was going on right next to her.
I started to pull out of my father when he pushed back with his ass against my dick and said, “In this tight sleeping bag we would probably have more room if you just let it stay in me†. I had no desire to argue or to make noise by talking and waking mom so I just stopped trying to pull out and stayed locked in dad that way. We must have been exhausted from the day because within minutes I was asleep and I’m sure dad was as well.
I was getting some much needed sleep until dad’s snoring woke me up. I had no idea how long I had been asleep but I knew it wasn’t close to morning as it was still only the moon light in the tent.
My dick was still inside my dad’s tight ass and as I lay there trying to get back to sleep over his snoring my teenage dick started to betray me again. I foolishly thought that since my dick was out of the way, so to speak, I could maybe just relax and fall back to sleep. No such luck. So, I would just have to handle things the way I did the night before when I woke up in the middle of the night wrapped in my mom’s pussy. I found out that night that cum is a terrific lubricant as I started to slowly slide in and out of dad’s ass a second time. I was careful not to wake him up. I tried to hurry up and cum but he was so wet inside and his ass stretched out from my dick being inside it that it took a while longerto deflate my dick by cumming. At last I went over the top and my dick started throbbing deep inside dad. I came a lot again but by keeping my dick like a plug all the fresh cum as well as the previous load stayed completely inside him. I was most happy with the fact that dad had slept through the whole thing and had no idea how I had used him for a second time. An added bonus was that just before I came I noticed dad had stopped snoring so I would have no problem getting back to sleep.
I slept like a log after that and only woke up when mom yelled out to dad and I “OK sleepy boys. Pull yourself out and get a fire going for breakfast†. Mom once again had made an accidentally insightful choice of words in telling us to “pull out†because that was exactly whatI did. In fact, it was more like extrication as dad simultaneously slid himself off my pole and bounded onto his feet in the tent. If mom only knew how accurate her words to us were. Mom was already wearing her now standard camp attire of only a short thin clinging dress. Dad threw on a t-shirt but nothing else and as he left the tent he called after me, “That means you too, sonny†.
I got dressed and joined dad in our usual task of building the campfire, putting on the coffee and preparing eggs and maybe some toast. At some point in our work, however, I noticed streaks of wet running down dad’s legs. Even I could pretty quickly figure out it was the huge load of cum I had deposited slowly starting to trickle out. Dad had to have felt the cum dripping down his legs and had to see the wet lines running all the way down to his ankles and onto his feet in spots. I was embarrassed but more than that confused and worried why he would leave it and take the chance mom would notice. Dad just kept working on breakfast like there was nothing unusual.
Mom finally arrived for breakfast and she and I sat down while dad moved about the site getting coffee and serving up the eggs from the pan. It was, of course, impossible not to notice the wet on dad’s legs and holding a cup of coffee in one hand mom said to dad, “What did you get on yourself?†At the same time she was saying this she reached out and slid two fingers up his leg tracing on of the wider wet lines. A small puddle quickly formed on her fingers. Dad made no reply and I wanted to sink into the earth and disappear. Mom lifted her fingers to her nose. Then she raised an eyebrow and made a slight smirk with her face almost a smile. Then the shocker, she slipped the two wet fingers into her mouth licked her lips and then completely ignored dad and the situation and turned her attention to the eggs on the plate and our breakfast. Dad, for his part also acted like nothing was different and we ate as a family the way we have some many times while camping except that this time mom was sitting almost naked in front of me, dad was dripping my cum down his legs and I knew what moms tits and nipple felt like as well as her tight pussy. “Where could this go from here†? I thought.
After breakfast dad and I usually do all the cleanup but this time mom pitched in as well which was fine with me because it involved a lot of bending over both from the front and the back and gave dad and me wonderful views of her unclad breasts pussy and ass under the nearly nonexistent dress. After the cleanup mom announced “What this family needs is a bath†. “Follow me†, and she marched off; dad falling in behind and me following because I didn’t know what else to do. “What about suits†I got the courage to ask my folks. They either didn’t hear me or had nothing to say. When we reached the lake mom pulled off her dress and dropped it while not missing a step towards the water. Dad pulled off his t-shirt and joined her march into the water. Their white asses in front of me were almost comical as they both continued until only their heads were above the surface of the water. The two of them started horsing around, splashing and diving. In spite of the dream like things that had taken place during this camping trip I was still uncomfortable being naked in front of my parents so I took their water play as an opportunity to slip into the water unnoticed. Seeing I was in the lake mom and dad swam over to me. At first the water surface was so disturbed that it was opaque but as we three stood there talking the water flattened out and became transparent revealing full frontal nudity of both mom and dad. I could see everything on both their bodies and in some ways the water actually magnified things like dad’s dick and mom’s nipples. I realized quickly that they could see me as clearly as well so I turned and swam off making up some reason for it. As I swam, my stiff dick stuck straight down like a keel on me. When I finally looked back at my parents I found that they had left the water and were walking hand and hand on the small pebble beach. By the time I was walking out of the water and about waist deep mom and dad had taken up on a large smooth rock and were looking right at me. “This is a problem†, I thought. “Am I supposed to just walk right up to my parents sporting a huge erection†? Should I cover myself up, turn around, or what? I saw dad lean over to mom and say something and she smiled. With that I turned my back on them and continued walking backwards. “No, no, don’t be like that “dad said. “Now, son, there’s no need to be ashamed or modest with your parents†mom added. Reluctantly, I turned and walked towards them “There is no reason to cover up when we are alone together†dad said. “Look at us†, he explained, and in fact they both were stark naked. This was certainly a new twist and a new rule for the family but I thought I could certainly get used to it very quickly; especially if mom adheres to the rule. “It’s not just being naked in front of you that is the problem “ I said as I looked down at my stiff dick. Then mom threw me for a loop. She called for me to come closer to her and as I got close she reached out and grabbed my dick with one hand wrapping her fingers completely around it and squeezing it quite firmly. As she squeezed she started to stoke me with her hand and with each stroke she said a word. She said, “This is as part of nature as the river and fish, trees and sky†. As she continued to talk and hold my dick I was horrified to look down and see that I was dripping pre-cum on her fingers. “Remember, son, we are a family and we should have no secrets or reason for embarrassment for things we do as a family†. “And†, dad added, “as a family we should be comfortable sharing everything†. I knew exactly what dad was alluding to with that addition to my parent’s talk. With that mom took her hand off my dick, brought her hand up to her lips to lick her fingers clean, she looked into dad’s eyes and the two of them walked back to the campsite hand and hand and still naked. This was a new page, I knew, in our family relations.

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