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Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

My Polish Neighbour Chapter 4

My Polish Neighbour
Chapter 4
Sorry reader, I have been neglecting Maria again.
When I followed Mum in she had disappeared to her bedroom, probably to change from work. I was conscious she had realised where I had been – at Maria’s and had seen her rather cold stare. Emerging from her bedroom and entering our living room, she came and sat next to me on the sofa. She had shed her work clothes but still wore her stockings, but was braless under her light blue silk dress. Her breasts leaned comfortably against the fabric.
She had recomposed herself and was now smiling at me.
“Well Ian, been round playing with the cats today?” Said with a very teasing smile.
Stuttering I replied, “Yes, sort of Mum.” Not a good reply.
“What’s that mean Ian? Sort of. Not hanky pankying with your Maria are you?”
“No Mum, of course not. She’s too old for me anyway.” It didn’t sound very convincing though.
“So you’ve obviously thought about it?”
“Er no Mum.” She just looked at me quizzically after that and paused whilst I remained very uncomfortable. Putting her arm round my shoulder and drawing me into her breast she responded,
“I hope you still love your Mum and haven’t moved your affections elsewhere. You’re Mum wouldn’t like that.”
“Oh Mum not at all.” I said with total feeling and hugged my free arm round her back, inadvertently pulling her other breast closer to my chest. She returned the hug as we held each other really close. She then relaxed and released me. Her nipples were pronounced and their shape visible through her blouse. I began to get hard again notwithstanding my two cums earlier.
“You know she’s at least my age don’t you.” I had realised my warped logic earlier. She had realised it too but didn’t press it. Just then Dad’s key was turning the front door lock. She quickly got up and went to greet Dad and gave him a hug. That was the end of our tryst for today. They were quickly absorbed in each other and Dad appeared in good mood from work, (something that always affected him – he was very serious about it being a wholesale rep for a drugs company.)
I benefitted from that good mood too. They were always including me in their discussions about each other’s work. I never felt excluded. I watched their closeness and quite intimacy during the evening. Going to bed Mum said she would come and give me a goodnight kiss and I disappeared to my bed careful to leave my bedroom door slightly ajar.
Mum didn’t come to my room and I noted that they were too wrapped in each other to remember. When they went to bed it wasn’t long before I heard Mum’s sighs and moans in her lustful embrace (as I imagined) with Dad. Pretty soon I could hear his grunts. He continued for awhile and then suddenly he lifted his voice (albeit muffled) and then silence.
I had casually been stroking myself listening to their horny fucking but because of the day’s events didn’t feel the urgency. After about twenty minutes I heard footsteps in the hall and Mum was going to the bathroom. I could hear the noise of her pee piercing the water below her. More hardon. On her return she stopped at my door and looked in. Hesitating, not sure if I was asleep, she came quickly to my bedside and sat next to me whilst I lay on my side toward her. She saw I wasn’t asleep. Placing her hand on my shoulder, she bent toward me. In the light from the street lamps I noticed her nightie falling away from her shoulders to reveal her soft breasts pressing against the material. She paused and looked at me then realising I wasn’t asleep leaned further forward to kiss my cheek. I turned my face toward her. My lips were slightly open. Hesitating, she made a move I least expected. Her lips very gently scuffed mine, then slowly grazed over the surface. I tentatively returned her kiss, totally disarmed by her warmth and affection, much more than usual. Suddenly I felt her tongue skim my lips, slowly, unhurried and wet against my lips.
Up to this point I had remained quite passive, gratefully accepting her love. Instinctively I let my tongue touch hers. Her body reacted minutely but I recognised the effect. Our fondling tongues then intertwined relishing each other. My hand came out of the sheet and slipped over her exposed breast, my lust taking over.
In the speediest move she moved back to my cheek, kissed my briefly and got to get up.
“Ian I need to go to bed, goodnight. Sorry I didn’t get here earlier.”
With that she disappeared, the door still ajar, leaving me breathless but not disappointed. I was just going off to sleep even though my hardon was slowly retreating, when I heard quiet moans coming from their bedroom. Dad was fast asleep with his regular breathing obvious. The moans were Mums. They didn’t last long. She came with a restrained but definite high pitch that lasted moments.
My hard on returned as I went to lie on my tummy. I wanked myself onto the sheet totally fixated by the effects of Mums cum. Very quickly I too climaxed onto the bed. Mum must have heard me for I didn’t bother muffling the effects of my cum vocally. I fell asleep totally oblivious of my mess.
After school the next day I wandered home casually knowing that I could let myself in anytime with my own key as both mum and dad would still be working. I let myself in quietly and strolled to the bathroom to relieve myself. However, I heard squishing noise and heard the definite sound of a woman, my mother, pissing what must have been a gushing flow into the bowl below her. Even though I felt horny with that wonderful sound I decided to beat a retreat so as not cause embarrassment for either of us. I returned about ten minutes later more loudly. She opened the door to me as I began to turn the key. She offered to make me tea as she explained she had taken the day off as she had had a hangover from last night.
She was looking very relaxed and rested but seemed somewhat distracted. I didn’t ask.
After about half an hour she disappeared and returned with the sheet from my bed, still unwashed from last night. It had dried cum all over the centre where I had let myself go after listening to her wanking herself to a delicious cum herself last night.
“Well, Ian perhaps you can explain this?” I blushed.
“Ian, whatever happened to the tissues I asked you to use? What am I to do with you? Good job your father doesn’t have to clean up after you.”
That I was glad of. I apologised, but she just smiled at my embarrassment.
After tea mum got up and went with much deliberation to the bathroom. She didn’t shut the door. Then I heard a small but definite gush of piss like an hour ago, that reminded me of how horny it made me then and now. She returned after flushing to join me in the opposite armchair to mine.
“Ian, I don’t need you to beat a retreat every time I go to bathroom to relieve myself.” I blushed profusely again.
Part of my embarrassment was her apparel. She was just wearing a petticoat and apparently little else. No shoes, slippers, bare feet. The petticoat was one of her black ones with two thin straps over her shoulders and no sign of a bra.
“I’m at home Ian. You’re father’s at work and I like to relax. So why did you go out again? Totally trapped. Where to go? Nowhere. I decided on sheepish.
“Oh Ian. You think I’m daft don’t you? I know why you went out. I saw it again when I just went for a loud pee. It gets you going doesn’t it? Don’t worry about it now. In fact I’m rather tickled by the idea.”
Just then there was a knock at the door. Surprised, Mum went to answer the knock. It was the gas man coming to read the meter. I took it as an excuse to leave to work out what was happening to me. But I did notice the gas man give Mum the once over as she stooped by the meter cupboard giving him a full view of her cleavage and bum albeit in her petticoat.
In fact I saw the gas man leave almost as soon as he had arrived. So she wasn’t handing around to everybody. Somehow I felt relieved. I went down to the rec to see who was around and saw Mona with Alex sitting under a tree. I couldn’t see their hands and did wonder what they were doing but decided to leave them to it. I had had my fill for the day, particularly after Mum had teased me so.
The clocks had just changed, so that days, or rather, daylight seemed shorter as autumn got stuck in. I had been round to some friends and it was dark on my return. I thought I would see if Marie was home only to find she was out and slowly walked back toward the entrance to our flats. In between, at a stretch where the street lights didn’t reach, I saw her walking toward me. As she recognised me, smiling, she immediately grabbed me and kissed me full on. I noticed her breath, slightly boozy, which probably explained her warmth.
“Ian, how lovely you were coming to see me. So sorry I was out and you missed me. Unfortunately, my brother’s coming round shortly; otherwise I would love to have you round.”
She saw and felt my disappointment, hugging as we were. Before I could respond, she pulled my head down into her chest. Her blouse was open a button or two. Her softness and smells disarmed me completely as I lost my face and lips into her crevice. Her bra was low and revealing, even in the darkness. I had difficulty breathing but had no wish to escape.
“Ian, I’ve missed you so. It seems ages since we cuddled. Did your Mum see us? Did she say anything? Was she angry with you?”
Rising from her cleavage I gasped, “She did take the piss a bit, but didn’t appear upset. She did imply that there was something going on between us but I evaded it.”
Darker more now, Maria began to run her hand round my tummy as I leant up against the blank wall of the flats, opposite the fence the other side of which ran down to the river. Maria went for my zip. I was immediately anxious but couldn’t resist her invasion. Kneeling down she finished off pulling the zip down, slipping her warm hand inside my underpants whilst grasping my arse over my trousers. She rested my cock from my pants and pulled it out from its confines, now very hard.
This had never happened before quite like this. I had read about it, seen photos but never the real thing, or so I thought it would be. Maria moved fast as if her life depended on it. After glancing both ways she moved her lips over my cut part to envelope the top completely in her mouth running her tongue round the most sensitive part. Simultaneously she wanked the lower part of my cock and squeezed gently my balls. I knew I was near but almost unconsciously decided I needn’t say anything. Sucking me voraciously I knew I was going to go.
“Maria I’m going to cum, cumming, cumming. . . .”
At that very moment from round the corner of the flats, who should catch us but my Mother walking down to the bins with the rubbish, whilst the spunk began to overflow from Maria’s mouth over her cheeks and chin in her full view. She dropped the rubbish, turned and retreated. I heard the front door slam even from where we were.
In sheer fear Maria hugged me and then left quicker than she had arrived. I was left, my cock hanging out, wet from my spunk and Maria’s lovely sloppy mouth and wondering how the hell I would face Mum.
Continuing. . .

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Leelu’s Family History-Mommy’s Story

Leelu knew right away she had made a mistake. Her mother was leaning over telling her for the third time she couldn’t go on the camping trip with her other fifth grade girlfriends because she hadn’t cleaned her room, or done her homework, or taken out the trash…typical 11 year old things, typical punishment. And, just as typically, Leelu had gotten very upset with her mother’s decision. That’s when she reached out and slapped her mother across the face.
There she was, in her flip flops with the little daisies on the front, and her long skinny legs topped off with her candy red, super tight short-shorts, her cute little ass sticking out ever so slightly. She was wearing the Pebbles Flintstone tank-top her father gave her for her birthday two years ago. It was as tight as her shorts and clung across her taught young body, stretched across her still flat chest, the nipples poking out in the heat of the moment. When her mother took her shopping, she always picked out very tight clothes for Leelu. Never anything loose or bulky. Her mother said daddy liked how she looked in clothing that was a size or two too small, and since Leelu was just like her mother in that they both liked to make daddy happy, she grew to enjoy wearing her cute, tight wardrobe. She would come out to the kitchen every morning to show off her outfit for the day, and mommy and daddy would kneel down in front of her and run their hands over her clothes, saying how pretty she looked and how special she was and how much they loved her. It was the best way to start a day, she always thought.
Her black hair was done the way it had been done every day of her life. Her mother had started putting her in pigtails as soon as her hair was long enough. Mommy said her daddy loved her in pigtails and made sure they were perfect every morning, with the line of the part running straight up the back of her head and the cutest bangs cut straight across the forehead. Now Leelu could do them herself and did them the same way every day. She liked making her daddy happy, like the way she would sit in his lap and he would playfully pull on them while he rubbed her tummy. And she preferred how she looked in them, too.
But none of that mattered right then, because her mother’s cheek was turning red from where Leelu had hit her, and her eyes were growing hard and cold as she stared her down.
“Go to your room,” her mother managed, quietly, after a few moments where Leelu thought she might get hit back. Leelu turned without a word and walked to her bedroom.
It was an hour later when her mother finally came to her room. She always thought her mommy was the prettiest woman in the world. She had long black hair, just like her daughter, which she sometimes wore in pigtails, too. Daddy called them his little pigtail girls and she and mommy would giggle. Today, though, she had her hair down. Leelu always thought she looked very serious with her hair that way.
Her mother had on tight jean shorts that rode right up into her crotch. They were so short that the white pockets stuck out the bottom edge. She was wearing a pink Blow-Pop tee shirt. Leelu noticed that her mommy’s clothes were always tight like hers. In fact, they often dressed very much alike. In miniskirts and tight tank tops, knee socks and colorful little sneakers. Leelu had noticed that none of her friend’s mothers dressed like her mom, but when she brought it up, her mother always said that that’s the way daddy liked his girls.
“OK, Leelu,” her mother said as she sat down. “I just talked to your father—“
“I’m sorry mommy,” Leelu started to interrupt.
“Shut your mouth, young lady!” her mother shot back. “You are in serious trouble!”
Leelu sat back into her big pillows and stuffed animals with the look she got when she was frightened. Her button nose scrunched up a bit, her big blue eyes got even wider than normal and her full lips turned down into a pout.
“Your father and I have decided that if you think you’re a big enough girl to hit your mother, you’re a big enough girl to face a grown-up punishment. Tonight when your father gets home He is going to show you how big girls get handled when they are bad.”
And with that, she watched her mother stand up, walk out of her room and shut the door quietly behind her.
What Leelu didn’t see was the smile on her mother’s face after she left. What Leelu didn’t know was how long her parents had been waiting for this day to come. She didn’t know that the reason her parents had fallen in love and gotten married was, in a big part, due to a very similar childhood they shared.
When Lucy, Leelu’s mom, was 7, her parents had come home drunk from a party. She heard them come home, laughing in the kitchen, pouring drinks, whispering. She wondered if they were going to have sex soon. Lucy had been sneaking peeks at her parents having sex for a year already. On nights like these, she would hear them moaning and grunting in their bedroom, and she would slip out of bed and go down the hallway. She would watch through the crack in the door as her mother would take her father’s big cock in her hand and pull on it a few times before shoving it into her mouth. They would start slowly, but it was never long before her father would grab her mother by the hair and start forcing his cock down her throat hard and fast.
Her mother would make gagging, choking noises until her father would pull his sloppy, wet cock from her mouth and jerk on it while her mother stuck out her tongue and smiled up at her father. Then he would grunt and start shooting his thick cum all over her face. Her mother would catch as much as she could in her mouth and swallow it, making noises like it was the yummiest thing in the world. Still, a lot of his cum splattered all over her face. In her eyes, her hair, it would drape across her forehead and cheeks and run down her big tits.
Even at 6 years old, lucy’s nipples would get hard as little stones and she would have her hand shoved down her little white panties, rubbing her little pussy. It was only a few months after she started to watch her parents fucking and cumming all over each other that she had her first orgasm. She was standing outside the door with a finger pushed into her little hole when she watched her father fuck her mommy from behind. She had a perfect view of his big shaft going in and out of her wet pussy. Suddenly, he pulled out of her and began pushing his dick into her ass. Lucy couldn’t believe it. She had no idea a cock could go there, but her mommy started moaning louder and saying, “Oh, yes! Fuck my ass Frank! Oh, I’m your ass whore, baby!”
That’s when it happened. She felt her little body tighten up, her knees went to rubber and her bare pussy started squirting out around her little hand. She didn’t realize she was moaning until her first cum slowed down and she opened her eyes. Both her parents had stopped fucking and were looking right at her from the bed. She pulled her wet hand from her panties and ran back to her room. She waited for them to come in and punish her, but it never happened and she finally fell asleep.
Nothing was said about it the next day. Her parents just went about their business like any other day. In the nights that followed, Lucy refrained from sneaking peeks when she heard her parents in bed. She was happy that she didn’t get in trouble, but she wasn’t going to press her luck, even though she really missed watching. She really wanted to cum again, too.
And then that night came. She was awake when they came into her room, of course, but she pretended to be asleep. She pretended when she felt her mother grab the hem of her night gown and pull it off over her head. She pretended when her father’s rough fingers hooked onto her panties and pulled them down her legs. She laid there “asleep” as best she could, but then her mother took one of her tiny nipples into her mouth and she felt someone else’s finger on her pussy for the first time. It was her father’s, and she was already wet from thinking about them having sex. The minute he touched her there she moaned. It was so much better than her own finger that she couldn’t believe it. He rubbed up and down her tiny slit as her mother sucked on her nipple, and when her father reached her little clit, her eyes fluttered open and she began to cum again.
“Does that feel good, baby?” her mother asked in a deep husky voice.
“Yes mommy…Oh, yes!” Lucy was gasping by then and her pussy was leaking so much juice her father said,
“Daddy’s gonna clean you up baby girl.” And lowered his face to his tiny daughter’s small hairless pussy and began licking up her cum.
“I want some, too, honey,” her mom said. Her father stepped aside and her mother began licking away at Lucy’s little hole. It was only moments later that Lucy had the third orgasm of her life. Right into her own mother’s mouth.
Her mother cleaned her up the best she could and Lucy’s parents kissed wetly, sharing Lucy’s juice between them.
“Do you think she can handle it?” Her mother asked her father when they broke the kiss.
“Let’s find out,” he said.
Then her mother unbuckled her daddy’s belt, unzipped his jeans and pulled them down his legs. She knew what was going to happen right then. Her daddy was going to fuck her and her mother was going to help him do it. When she saw the size of her father’s prick up close she got a little scared. She wondered how that was going to fit into her tiny hole. It felt tight even with her little finger inside so she couldn’t imagine something 8 inches long and as thick as a beer bottle being inside her…but the idea of it was the most exciting thing she ever felt. She wanted more than anything for him to try.
“I want to watch her suck it first,” her mother said. “Lucy, get on your knees on the floor.”
Once Lucy was where her mother told her, her mother began to give her instructions.
“OK, baby. Now make sure your mouth is good and wet. Is it good and wet?”
“Yes, Mommy,” Lucy said.
“Good. Now open wide and let daddy lead you. Breath through your nose when daddy pulls out, hold your breath when he pushes in, and don’t use too much teeth.”
Then her father stepped in front of her face and started feeding her his cock. At first she managed to only get the head in. He let her suck on it for a while to get used to having her mouth full. Her mother was kneeling beside her with her mouth hanging open, gasping as she worked two fingers in and out of her cunt, watching her 7 year old daughter suck on her father’s hard man-cock like a big lollipop. She had never been more aroused than by the sight of it.
Soon, her father began pushing more of his cock into his little girl’s mouth. Lucy was slowly learning how to stretch her jaw and accept the sheer mass of the thing, but at 4 inches, only half way, the head was jabbing her gag reflex. She couldn’t handle any more than half of her father’s cock down her throat, but the sounds her father was making told her that she was making him happy anyway, which made her happy too.
“Fuck her, honey!” Her mother finally gasped. “I need to see you fuck her!”
So her father gave her face one more hard thrust. It actually pushed past her gag reflex another full inch and he just kept it there for a moment while she struggled to not try and breath.
“Oh, what a good girl,” he moaned before he finally dragged his cock from her tight throat. She coughed a few time, but was smiling at her daddy as he had her lay back down on the bed. Her mother pulled her fingers out of her pussy and said, “here, baby girl. Taste mommy’s pussy,” and she pushed her fingers into Lucy’s mouth. Lucy sucked them clean while her father positioned himself between her legs. Her mother reached down and grabbed her husband’s cock by the base and began rubbing his cock head up and down Lucy’s slit. Lucy moaned loudly and enticingly when she felt the hot contact.
“I think she’s ready,” her mom said. Her father nodded and began to lean forward, pushing his cock slowly into the opening of Lucy’s tiny pussy. It hurt a little, but it also felt so good. First one inch, then two. At three inches she felt him hit her hymen. She knew it was going to hurt, but she lifted her hips up, urging her father to push harder. He did, and she cried out when she felt it tear. Her mother was laying beside her, smoothing her hair, whispering, “shh, shh, its okay. The pain is almost gone,” until the pain actually was gone and her daddy was pushing more of his thickness into her impossibly tight hole.
At five inches she felt like she had eaten Thanksgiving dinner. She felt stuffed. At seven inches she looked down at her mother’s hand, which was rubbing her tummy. Then she noticed that she could see the outline of her daddy’s cock bulging her tummy out. Her mother was rubbing her daddy’s cock under her skin and he was moaning loudly. He finally pushed the last inch into his little girl, burying his balls up against her tight ass. She could feel the head pushing into all kinds of things deep inside her, but she had never felt better in her whole life. It was the best, fullest, hottest thing she could ever had imagined.
“Fuck her, honey!” her mom said.
She looked up into her father’s eyes and decided to take a cue from her mommy. “Fuck me, daddy.” She even said it in her cutest baby-girl voice. The one she used on her father when she wanted ice cream or to stay up late watching a movie. Her father couldn’t resist and began to drag his dick slowly out of her pussy. He pulled it almost all the way out and thrust it back in, making her breath catch. She moaned, he pulled out and thrust, her mother was rubbing herself hard and fast as she watched her daughter’s pussy get impaled. Her father pulled out and thrust faster and faster until he was slamming into his little girl. In the back of his mind he realized she would probably be bruised tomorrow, and very sore, but he didn’t care. He need to fuck her like that, like a tiny little whore. It was the tightest pussy he had ever been inside and his animal instinct took over as he committed this incestuous act. He gave himself over to the depravity of fucking his underage daughter as his wife masturbated to the whole thing.
And then he couldn’t hold back any more. He whipped his glistening cock out of Lucy’s tiny little pussy and began shooting cum as hard as he ever had. The first shot splashed onto his daughter’s face, hitting her on the corner of her gaping mouth. Half of it landed on her tongue and her moaning became a gurgling sound. The rest splashed up onto her cheek. The second rope laid out from her belly button to her forehead in a long, thick line. Forehead, down the cheek, dripping from her chin and all the way down her chest and stomach. The rest came easier and just plastered her nipples and stomach.
As soon as he squeezed out the last drops and they fell onto Lucy’s pussy, her mother went to work lapping it all up with her tongue. She licked it off her daughter’s face, she filled her mouth from Lucy’s chest and spit it into Lucy’s waiting mouth since she could tell Lucy liked what had landed there on the first shot. Lucy swallowed all her mother shared with her. Her mom finished her licking on Lucy’s pussy making her cum one last time that night. But it was the first night of many that her family would share. In fact, they had sex together well into Lucy’s marriage to Dale, Leelu’s father. The only reason they stopped was that her parents had died two years ago…but it seemed to Lucy that her sex life was finally going to come full circle. Incest was going to take a center role once again.
To Be Continued…

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