After Ellie’s end of school party (2)
I learn from my daughter to lose my inhibitions
I learn from my daughter to lose my inhibitions
A Brother is torn between what is right and wrong when he falls in love with his little sister.
Two Men-1 Woman
By Blueheatt
…. I have to hand it to my wife, she’s honest.
…. This all started when the wife was young. Her and her sisters all got horny over their male cousin. He was a tall, dark haired guy. A wonderful personality. The outgoing life of family gatherings. He was charming to all the lady’s and was just a handsome guy. My wife told me about him and how her, and her sisters had the hots for the guy. She went on and on about him, and admitted she bet he’d be good in bed. She said she had more than just a crush on him, and that if he ever came on to her, she didn’t know what she’d do…..hmmm…I thought. She really would like to fuck this guy.
…. He was married and all the lady’s didn’t like his wife, feeling she wasn’t good enough for a stud like him. The next family gathering he informed everyone that he was now divorced. The wife and her sisters got all excited and giggled behind his back, thinking how they would love to ’do’ him…. ….except my wife. She got real excited and started cozying up to him. He liked her and responded with his wit and charm turned on high.
…. I watched her squirm and twitch talking to him. She fiddled with her hair, played with her blouse buttons, adjusted her bra about 10 times while talking and was putting out all her charms too. I saw he was getting a boner and he put a newspaper over it, but still adjusted his cock several times.
….That night at home, I started talking about him, and how nice a guy he was. (on purpose) just to see her react. She did and I watched her get herself all hot talking about him. I felt her pussy. Wet.
I suggested what about a threesome with this guy. She gasp, held her hand to her chest and stammered about how she could never do that:…”….a…he’s family….and…a….it would just be….to intense…and…a…what if someone found out from her family…..and….a…a…” she said. I smiled and whispered in her ear: (“..let’s just do it.”) She looked it me and said back: (“..you would go for it, wouldn’t you.”) I just smiled.
….I let the idea simmer for a while. A few nights later the wife had been carefully thinking about all this (I knew she would) and very carefully began to feel me out. (I loved this part) She began slowly talking about him and how “IF” we all felt comfortable with a ’meeting’ at first….a….just a ..maybe a kissing thing the first time….to see how it went…and…”IF” …everyone was ’comfortable’ with it, then….maybe we could advance a little and then see how that goes. I let her squirm. I just listened, with no reaction. She continued: “Then…a….we could maybe…you and him…get more intimate with me…and…it would just be like having two boyfriends who liked you…and ….a … they both wanted you…and …we…all just…let ’things’ happen…and see how it goes….kinda thing.”
Now came the kicker. It was my turn to get some action too.
Her older sister and I had always teased each other about ‘stealing’ me away from my wife. She was single, a real good looker and was very sexy. I had thought about what it would be like to fuck her many times. We had kissed at a drunken party once, and It was hot! I still remember her hand feeling my cock and her tongue sliding across my lips. After that…. when we were together, the sliding of our fingers across our butts began. Little feels when no one was looking. A quick kiss on the back of the neck. An arm across her big tits. A squeeze of a hand. A ’family’ hug, with her pussy and my cock mildly pushing into us, and her big tits against my chest.
….My wife and her older sister were very close. I bet she’d already told her about my ’offer’ to have a threesome with their cousin. Knowing her sister, I bet she thought about ’well if her sister has a ’ok to cheat‘ deal, then why couldn’t she have one with me.
It turned out…. I was right.
Now was my chance.
The wife and I had another ‘feeling out’ talk in bed. I finally reacted. “Two guys making it with you, wow that sounds hot!” Her face lit up and she lost her breath for a second. She didn’t want to sound to anxious, so she said ‘we’ all could just see how it went. Now, I asked would he go for it? She said she was sure he would if she called him privately, and used her charm on him she bet he would love it. (I found out later she had already called him and got a big green light for it.)
Now for my end of a ‘ok to cheat’ deal. Now I ‘carefully’ said that to fulfill the complete picture, I had a request. Somehow the wife knew it was coming. She turned to me and smiled. She said: “My older sis?” I was a little shocked. She said she had already thought of that and talked to her sis and she was all for it…”IF”…I wanted to.
We all had a deal.
We decided we would like a one on one first, before….a threesome. It was now….SET.
My cock was the hardest I could ever remember it. The wife was soaking wet…so, let’s not waste it.
….It was the hottest sex we’d had that we could remember. She closed her eyes, and I knew she was thinking of her cousin, as I thought of her sister. We fucked like hungry animals at a feast. Wow…that was steaming hot! I think we fucked most of that night, over and over again.
A few phone calls, and the ’one on one’ was set for this Saturday night. I was to go to her sis’s apt, and cousin was to come her to our place.
….That Saturday the wife and I were excited. We joked that her cousin was coming by…to get a ’back rub’ that only she could deliver. I said: “Oh really?…sorry I’ll miss the ’cousin’ but I have to go move some ’heavy stuff’ for your sis. It’s real heavy and will take a ’very’ long time, maybe all night.” She said: “OH…ok, now you be nice to sis, and no ’messing’ around…ok?” I said: “Why dear, the thought never crossed my mind, now you make sure you only rub cousin’s back…I trust you…sweetie…(blowing a kiss to her.)
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Sunday morning I came home…spent.
The wife was still in bed, with a big smile on her face as she slept. I crawled in bed with her and finally got some sleep. The rest of the day we went about our regular day, no discussion of last night. After a nice evening, we showered again and got into bed.
The wife’s thoughts…..
‘This is so cool. I don’t have to hide anything. No guilt, just pure pleasure. If he asks me about last night, I’ll tell him everything, if not, we’ll just keep it that way…but…I’m DYING to know how it went with sis and him. I just wonder how he compared sis to me in bed. Does she moan?…is she good in bed, or a dud. Does she like to have her pussy licked, does she suck cock real good….oh well…she’ll tell me eventually anyway. I’ve told her over the years what he likes. I bet she used that information on him good…..but…I didn’t tell her everything…of course. I wonder if she swallowed, he likes that, but …did he even cum in her mouth?,…I’ll soon get all the details…it’s exciting to hear it…cousin is not like him, he fucked me good, but then ran out of steam. I guess he couldn’t take a wild woman like me after his dud wife…tee hee.’
….I wondered if the wife even wanted to hear about me fucking her sister, maybe not?…oh oh, I feel a hand on my cock, somebody wants my attention. I turned out the light and felt a hot woman climb on top of me. She knew just what I liked and I sure knew what she liked. Looks like another hot sexy night for us….ahhh…I feel a hand putting my cock in a warm pussy. I guess she’s going to hang around a while….damn…. her butt cheeks are warm….mmmmm.
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….We never got around to discussing our night out that night. My content mind was happy as we both walked around smiling. He sister and I decided to play down our great sex fest we had, so as not to upset the wife. The truth is she was a wild fuck. She liked it from behind and had a tight pussy. We had desired each other for a long time and now we got what we wanted. She had bigger tits than the wife which I loved. The wife only moaned when we fuck. Her sister was a talker….”Oh jezzz…fuck me hard!…put that cock in me baby, CUM in me good!…I want all of it!”….later….it was: “That’s it…lick my clit faster ….sink your tongue in my pussy all the way! Cum for me baby, shoot it in my throat…cum baby cum!” She sucked my cock raw, and wanted more. She was noisy and made wild noises as she had loud moaning climaxes. She was a little wild animal who couldn’t seem to get enough. She liked it rough, and I sensed it and threw her around and fucked her hard and told her to move that pussy faster!, and Suck baby, suck daddy’s cock harder.
….She loved it she told me later. She invited me to stop by anytime and just take her, hold her down, rip her clothes off and fuck her hard! A ‘drop by and rape me‘, sort of thing. That girl made me hot for the future.
All the wife got out of her was…”It was fun”…very very vague on details.
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The wife told her sister that cousin was a real hot fuck and couldn’t wait for their threesome. She had fantasized about a DP (dual penetration, two cocks in her pussy.) Sister didn’t know what that was, but relayed all this secret sister talk to ……me.
Saturday night was…‘show time.’
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The wife couldn’t sit still as we waited for cousin. She had it all set up. A hot porno film, low light, a blanket, lube and heavenly perfume all over her body. It only took about two glasses of wine, and the wife would fuck real hot. She had the wine ready. Cousin and I only like a little wine. He finally got there and I watched them kiss hot at the door. He seemed a little nervous of course, and gulped down a full glass of wine, as did she. I sipped mine and kind of helped get things going. She sat on the couch between us and started the film. She had on a jogging suit. I did too, as he had on short shorts and a T shirt. I took his arm and we both put them around her. I watched her squirm with excitement. I told cousin to rub her leg, she likes that. We both began to rub her legs. She closed her eyes and stretched her legs straight out. Our hands went to work feeling her legs and just kept going. Up to her tits, and then we unzipped her top and both got a tit to play with. I whispered: (“..how about your first triple kiss.”) We moved in on her and were all over her face and lips. She started to shake. We both headed our hands down her pants and pushed them down and off. She labored for air. She put her hand on both our cocks and felt them. We dropped them down and off for her. Now she had a cock in each hand, a first for her. She leaned down to mine first and started sucking and licking, then switched to him. We slowly peeled all our clothes off and I tossed the blanked on the floor. We were all over her with feels and kissing her body. I opened her legs wide and he went for her pussy. I joined him teasing her clit. Now she moaned with each gasp of air. We all slowly drifted off the couch on the blanket. While he tongue kissed her, I licked her pussy, then we switched for a while. She was so hot, it was like her whole body had a high fever. Cousin laid down beside her and then moved her on her back, on top of him. She reached down and rubbed his cock against her pussy. He and both worked her tits, massaging them and I sucked on her nipples. She’s gasping and moaning all this time. I watched her work his cock and get it all wet with her pussy juice and move it up and down and …….in it went. I let them squirm and get her wide open. I put her legs on my shoulders, and moved in to her pussy. I had never seen her this wet….ever.
…. Cousin started slow fucking her. She never stopped moaning. I started putting my cock in her, just a little at a time. He pussy was on fire with heat. She kept squirming and adjusting to let my cock in. We all adjusted until it worked in on top of his cock in her wet pussy. It was a strange feeling to feel a cock under mine sliding in and out of her pussy with me. She had already orgasmed at least once, buy her moaning sounds. I tongue kissed her between breaths as her one hand felt our cock going in and out. He other hand was on my butt cheek, pulling and squeezing me. It was so excitingly different that when cousin started cuming, she climaxed as I had to cum a big load in her. A triple cum. It was super feeling with his cock pumping under mine, and my cock massaging her G spot on top of her pussy. She started gushing pussy juice as she squirmed. We all moaned and kept pumping double the cum in her already wet pussy. She yelled a long moan and kept pumping her pussy on our cocks. Cousin and I kept fucking her till we both went weak and just let our cocks keep shooting cum in until there was no more. Her hands went crazy feeling us both and strange moans, I’d never heard before.
… We were both spent, but she kept pumping us. Her pussy squeezed us both, over and over and then she just trembled and went weak….muttering something…..as she passed out.
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She came to…. with us both still in her pussy and thought…….
‘….Oh jezzz…..did that really happen?…wow…I ….loved the feeling of both cocks in me….no other feeling like that… I watched a porn film of it….but this is the real thing….I’m a little sore…but I don’t care…we’ll all do this again….and again….if we don’t all have a heart attacks first……”
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A week went by as we all pleasantly recovered. The coming weekend, the wife had to go out of town to a seminar. Cousin called and said: “Be home around 9pm Saturday night. I have a little surprise for you.”….and hung up.
At 9, there was a knock at the door. It was Cousin smiling and wife’s older sister hanging on him. She was already half drunk. She came in, kissed me and felt both our cocks. She plopped laying down on the couch, her dress pulled up to her pussy with no panties. She rubbed her pussy as we smiled at her. She smiled back at us and said:
“Now……what the hell is a DP?”
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Hinata awoke to the smell of breakfast. Slowly, she opened her eyes and was startled to find herself not in her own room. Then the memories of last night started to emerge in her mind as she reached for the collar around her next. It hadn’t been a dream after all. She had told the person she loved more than anyone else in the world how she felt.
Then she noticed that Naruto wasn’t in the room. A sense of shame filled her as she remembered her lessons from the academy. She had been taught to awaken before her master. To prepare a meal for him to start the day out right. She had forgotten the basics that had been drilled into her head since day one.
“Hey there,” said Naruto as he entered the room with a tray. Well, the tray was just an old book with a plate on hit. He sat the plate down in front of Hinata and she saw eggs and toast. “I would have brought you something to drink, but that milk smells a little off.” Before Naruto could say anymore, Hinata got on her hands and knees and bowed before him on the bed.
“I’m sorry N-Naruto-sama,” she said. “I s-should have gotten up b-before you and made breakfast. Please f-forgive me!” Naruto just scratched the back of his head.
“Who said you had to do that?” asked Naruto. Hinata raised her head up and looked at him with confusion. “Listen, if those jerks at the academy told you that you had to do it then I say screw it! Besides, this is the least I could do after…last night.” As he said the last part, his face went red as did Hinata’s.
“T-Thank you Naruto-sama,” said Hinata as she got into a sitting position. Slowly, she began to eat the meal her master had prepared for her. The eggs were a bit runny and the toast was a bit darker than she liked, but it was the thought that really counted.
“So how are you feeling Hinata-chan?” asked Naruto.
“A little sore,” admitted Hinata as she finished the eggs. “But I’ll be fine.”
“That’s good,” said Naruto. “Our sensei came by earlier and said that she would meet up with us tomorrow. That means that we have all day today to get supplies that we need. You know…since we’ll be living together.” Once again, both their faces turned red.
-x-
It was amazing. Hinata was amazed by how fast they were getting everything done. She had first made a list of all the things they would need. Things like food other than ramen, clothing, and some shinobi supplies. Naruto had decided to create a couple kage bunshins to get the food that they needed. This would save them a couple hours at least.
The first place the original Naruto and Hinata went to was to a local clothing outlet. This was mainly for Hinata, but she convinced Naruto to get a new outfit while they were there. She had found an outfit that was orange and black (it’s what he wears after the time skip). As for Hinata, she tried on several outfits and asked for Naruto’s opinion on each one. Naruto found out that Hinata liked to wear jackets no matter how warm it was. Ones that hid her great figure, in his opinion. In the end, however, he did manage to get her several outfits without jackets. As they walked out of the store she wore her new blue long sleeved shirt and matching pants.
With that out of the way, they went to the only place left on their list. It was a small shop at the edge of the village that had been recommended back at the academy by Iruka-sensei. The building was white with no windows. There was a red door with the kanji for enter written in yellow paint. Above the door was the name of the building, the Bloody Kunai.
“Welcome,” said a purple haired woman as they entered the building. The place was full of weapons, scrolls, gear, medical supplies, pills, and everything else that a shinobi could want. But the place was empty other than Naruto, Hinata, and the purple haired woman eating dango at the counter. “My name is Anko Mitarashi. How may I help you?”
“Uh, we just came for some supplies,” said Naruto. Anko grinned. They were both shinobi cherries if she ever saw. And since the academy just let out a new bunch of rookies, she was guessing that these two were from that group. This was going to be fun.
“Alright then,” she said as she left the counter. “Now, the first thing that you’ll both need will be the basics. In the back I have kunai sets complete with sharpening stones as well as shuriken sets. I also have some rope, sleeping bags, and all the other basics that you will need.” Then she eyed Hinata and smirked. “Might I suggest the Ultimate Pack? It comes complete with everything I just mentioned as well as a beginners manual for having a slave. It’s cheaper than getting all of them separately and created by yours truly.”
“Alright then,” said Naruto. Anko motioned them both to the counter and once they were all there she pulled out a large black case.
“Next up,” continued Anko, “are weapons. Normally I let my costumers pick out what they want and sell it to them regardless to whether or not they can use it. But since your both green, I’ll help.” She then pulled out two pieces of paper and handed them to the teens. She then instructed them to channel some chakra into them and saw the results.
“Well, Hokage-sama knew what he was doing when he put you two together.”
“W-Why do you s-say that?” asked Hinata.
“Because wind and water type people are the best match up,” said Anko. “Let me explain, there are the five basic elements: fire, water, earth, water, and wind. Wind is weak against fire. Fire is weak against water. Water is weak against lightning. And lightning is weak against earth. Each person is born with an affinity for one of these elements and can later learn how to do the others. These affinities can also help describe a person and can be used to find the best match up for that person.”
“Oh,” said Naruto. “I think I get it. So me and Hinata-chan are a good match up then. Cool.”
“That’s right,” said Anko. “Well, back to business. Right now I don’t have any weapons in stock that would be good for a water user. But I do have something for the blond.” Anko then left the counter and went over to the weapons section. After a few minutes of scanning she grabbed something and came back the pair. She then placed a pair of kodachis’ on the counter. “These are perfect for you gaki. Light weight, easy to handle, and they make a decent defense. Also they’re made with a special metal that absorbs the nature of the chakra of the owner. That way you can channel your chakra into them and make them sharper.”
“Cool!” shouted Naruto. “I’ll take them!”
“Great,” said Anko as ryo signs appeared in her eyes. “I’ll also add in a training guide for elemental training.” With that, she pulled out a large book and placed it on the table. Anko then pulled out a scroll and sealed all the items into it in a flash. “Now, before we finish up, is there anything else you need?”
“I don’t think so,” said Naruto. He then turned to Hinata. “What do you think Hinata-chan?”
“I-I think w-we’re all set,” said Hinata.
“Good,” said Anko. “But might I offer up some other services? For example, maybe some tattoos for your slave. Or maybe having her nipples, tongue, or clit pierced?”
“We’re fine!” said Naruto loudly as his face turned red. He then emptied his wallet, grabbed the scroll, and left with Hinata in tow.
-x-
It was getting dark by the time Naruto and Hinata got home. They had walked all the way back in silence due to the shock of what Anko had suggested. Naruto couldn’t help but to imagine Hinata with some of the things Anko had suggested. He pictured a flower of some kind on Hinata’s still growing breasts. He wondered what Hinata would look like with piercings. And every time he would look at Hinata, he knew that she knew what he was thinking about.
As soon as they entered the apartment, Hinata went to but away her new clothing while Naruto looked at the kit they had bought after unsealing it. Like Anko had said, it contained all the basic supplies that any shinobi would need on a mission. However, the manual also came with a few other things like dildos, anal beads, egg vibrators, a bondage kit, and a face mask with a hole in the mouth area. The manual itself was called ‘Taming Your Kunoichi’ and after flipping through it. It had diagrams showing him how to tie up his slaves, check lists on how to break newly acquired slaves, games he could play, and various other things. In the end, Naruto put it all away for now and decided to take a cold shower.
Naruto had been in the shower for less than a minute when he heard Hinata’s voice.
“N-Naruto-sama,” she called. “Would y-you like m-me to wash your back?”
“Sure thing,” said Naruto without thinking. Soon the shower door opened and in stepped a naked Hinata. She took a wash cloth, soaped it up, and began to wash Naruto’s back.
“N-Naruto-sama,” said Hinata after awhile. “W-Would you like me b-better if I had longer hair? Or if I-I had a t-tattoo?”
“Nani?” said Naruto. Hinata stopped scrubbing his back and then pressed her body against his.
“I just w-want to please you N-Naruto-sama,” she said. “I-If there is a-anything that you don’t like a-about me, I’ll c-change it just for y-you. So p-please, tell m-me how I-I can be better.” Naruto quickly turned around and grabbed Hinata’s arms.
“Don’t ever think like that again,” said Naruto. “If you want to change something about yourself, you should do it for yourself!”
“But…” began Hinata.
“No buts,” said Naruto as he cut her off. “I can’t care that you belong to be. The truth is that…I like you just the way you are.” With that, Naruto kissed her. It was slow and sensual. Soon their tongues began to feel each other as Naruto pressed Hinata against the shower was. Slowly, Naruto reached down to feel that special area between her legs. It turned out water wasn’t the only thing running down her legs. And in being in these close spaces was making Naruto really hard.
Naruto then broke the kiss and they both began to pant really hard. The look in both their eyes was that of desire and longing. They both wanted this. So, wordlessly, Naruto brought both his hands down to Hinata’s soft ass and lifted her up. Then, while keeping his eyes on Hinata, lined his dick with her pussy and then lowered her down. Hinata hissed in pleaser as she warped her legs around her blond haired master’s waist and her arms around his neck. Then, Naruto began to thrust while pressing her against the cold shower wall.
Hinata was in heaven once again. She was straying right into Naruto’s face as he trusted into her. Her skin felt cold from the shower water, but her insides felt like they were burning up. And with each trust felt like so good. Hinata then kissed Naruto, moaning into his mouth as she came.
But Naruto wasn’t done. He kept trusting faster and faster. Hinata broke off the kiss and began to moan louder and louder. Soon she began to scream in pleaser.
“YES!” she screamed. “JUST LIKE THAT! OH NARUTO-SAMA, YOU’RE DRIVING ME WILD! I’M GOING TO CUM! I’M GOING TO CUM AGAIN! PLEASE CUM INSIDE OF ME! PLEASE!” Naruto grunted as he gave her what she wanted in one final trust. Hinata climaxed as she felt his hot semen shot inside of her and her body went limp.
“That was fantastic Hinata-chan,” breathed Naruto.
“Thank you N-Naruto-sama,” said Hinata. “Naruto-sama, c-can I ask a-a favor of you?”
“Anything.”
“Can I sleep i-in your bed with y-you again?”
“Sure thing,” replied Naruto. “Just as long as we both get some sleep and we’re both naked.”
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Audrina and Serena take things further…
Samantha is caught after a night of sexytime with her neighbor.
Hey, my first story. Based on true people and events, just changed the names up a bit. Starts out slow, but then gets better, I promise. Just a side note, I don’t swear or cuss or whatever you want to call it in my stories. If this story gets good ratings, I’ll write another. So, enjoy!
As the Battle of Hogwarts comes to an end Harry Potter would like nothing more than to have a peaceful life with Ginny Weasley, unknown to Harry there’s still one man that seeks his death.
Mom’s visit takes a major sexual turn that I didn’t see coming.
A foreign exchange leads to fringe benefits.
Don’t know what to put here without spoiling the story.
A guy finds out his ability to sense emotions has evolved.
Lynne awakens lying on a short bench, a ball gag in her mouth to keep her from crying out. Her arms hang down either side of her and are tightly secured to something beneath her. Her ass is on the edge of the bench at the other end, and she is securely belted to the bench around her waist. Her thighs are spread wide open and securely strapped down, leaving her unable to close them, and her lower legs dangle toward the floor, ankles also secured to supports. She can feel all this, feel the cold steel bench beneath her back, feel the way her hands and feet are tied, but she is unable to see anything because she is tightly blindfolded.
The effects of the anesthetic she was given wear off quickly, so that after being groggy just a few moments, she is conscious and alert. She has no idea how she was knocked out, or where she is, or how she got here. All she knows is that she is lying absolutely naked on a cold steel bench, securely tied down with her legs spread, fully exposed, and she can sense the presence of others in the room.
“Ah, I see she’s awake now,” a voice says, and Lynne hears a bang. “Shall we come to order, please?”
Lynne hears whispers of conversation, then chairs scraping as several people are seated. “Right,” the voice says after a few moments, when the room is finally quiet again. “We will begin with an inspection of the merchandise, each one of you in turn, in the order we have already determined by lottery. You will each have one minute to inspect the merchandise from the time you step up. Once you have all finished, we shall begin the auction. Now if you will line up in the order we determined by lottery, we shall proceed.”
There is a scuffling of chairs again, then footsteps as several people move to line up by Lynne’s feet. She squirms and tries to speak, aware her legs are spread wide for them to examine her, but the ball gag prevents her from making a sound other than a faint whimper.
Lynne feels a finger trace its way up the slit of her pussy, barely penetrating the lips, and she draws in a breath as it lightly strokes her clit. The finger reaches the top, then there are two fingers tracing their way back down, stroking either side of her nether lips. They meet at the bottom of her vagina, then she feels one fingertip trace its way across her perineum to her puckered asshole. It traces around her asshole, then the tip pushes against the center, trying gently to force its way inside. She gasps as it enters her, barely penetrating her sphincter, and is worked in and out a few times, gently.
“Time,” the voice calls out, and the finger is withdrawn from her ass, and she hears footsteps walking away. Another set of footsteps draws near, and this time there is no gentle stroking – she breathes in sharply as two fingers are shoved into her moist pussy, roughly, and probe her cunt mercilessly. A thumb harshly flicks her clit, once, twice, causing her to wince and gasp with pain each time.
“Time,” the voice calls out again.
Several others take their turn examining her, each in their own way. Most spend time fingering her slit, which grows wetter and wetter with each touch, despite her fear and confusion over what’s happening to her. A few more probe her ass, slipping their fingers in and out of that puckered pink hole, and a couple check out her breasts, rubbing them, pulling and pinching the nipples. After the first few, she tries to keep count, and finally believes there are at least 20 people who have each taken turns examining her by the time the last one pulls his fingers from her soaking wet snatch.
After the last one, there is a scuffle of chairs again as the participants are seated, and she hears a bang again as the auctioneer raps his gavel. “Gentlemen, you have each had an opportunity to inspect the merchandise,” he begins. “You can all see how wet her cunt is already with anticipation. The highest bid gets to choose his position in line, then the next highest chooses his position, and so on down to the lowest bid. Anyone who is unhappy with their position may drop out, but the bid stands and must be paid. Any questions?” There were none. “Then we shall start the bidding at one dollar.”
There is a flurry of activity as the auctioneer calls out increasing amounts, and the bidders silently make their bids, never saying a word. Lynne lays there, knowing she is about to be gang fucked by this group of men, her pussy growing wetter with anticipation even as she fights to overcome her fear. This is rape, this is something she never expected, and there is nothing she can do to stop it, yet somewhere inside she is almost looking forward to it, wanting it, her wet cunt tingling in anticipation of the pounding it is about to take.
The bidding stops at just over five thousand dollars, and her head spins that someone would pay that much just for the opportunity to fuck her. Then she remembers, it’s not just the winner who gets to fuck her, but all of them, each one now choosing his position in line according to his bid. She shudders again, afraid of what is about to happen, but almost craving it now, wanting her pussy stuffed with cock.
“Gentlemen, take your positions in line please,” the voice calls out. There is again the scraping and shuffling of chairs, and she hears the group walking toward her and forming around her. Her pussy is almost dripping now, her nether lips swollen with her desire.
There is no warning as the first cock is rammed deep into her cunt, and the first man fucks her furiously. His cock thrusts in and out of her, his balls slapping against her ass as he sinks his cock to the hilt with each vicious thrust. He pounds his cock into her relentlessly, and despite her revulsion at the idea that she is being raped, that this is but the first of a group of men who are going to use her, she feels her own orgasm begin to build involuntarily, her cunt reacting to the stimulation it is receiving.
Suddenly the man thrusts his cock deep inside her and stops, and Lynne knows instinctively he is cumming deep inside her pussy, pumping his sperm into her, his cock twitching and jerking as he dumps his load in her cunt. She wants him to continue fucking her, her own orgasm is building, but he does not; he simply empties his cum into her, then abruptly pulls his cock out and steps away, leaving her almost begging, were it not for the ball gag in her mouth, for him to finish the job.
Mercifully, moments later a second cock slips into her pussy, and another stranger begins fucking her, this one somewhat slower and more measured than the first. She tries to rock back against his cock with the rhythm of his strokes, but she is securely bound in place and powerless to do anything.
Suddenly the support under her head and neck is removed, allowing her head to hang down. Surprised, she feels the ball gag removed from her mouth, but before she can say anything a limp cock is pressed to her lips, then into her mouth. She can taste the cum, hers and the owner’s, on the shaft of the cock, and knows this is the man who just finished fucking her, making her suck his cock as the second man takes his turn at her pussy. The idea of taking a cock from both ends sends an involuntary thrill through her body, and her orgasm begins to build even faster.
Still, the second man cums inside her before she can reach a climax, though he continues to fuck her until his cock is drained of cum; when he finally pulls his cock out, she can feel the cum seeping out of her cunt. A third cock takes its place, again fucking her furiously, as if the owner can’t fuck her fast enough. The cock in her mouth is removed, just as it is beginning to stir and become erect again but still limp. It is shortly replaced with the cock that was just removed from her pussy, giving her just a taste of more cum as it is shoved into her mouth to be cleaned.
Lynne’s climax is building again as the third cock rams into her pussy, so hard and fast she thrills at the feel of it. Just as she approaches the edge, though, once again the owner cums inside her, still thrusting, his cum spurting into her as he tries to keep fucking her. His cock grows too limp to continue and slips out, trailing cum and her own pussy juice behind it, and leaving her right on the very edge of her orgasm, still not quite there.
As he moves out of the way, she imagines the next man taking his position between her legs and lining his cock up on her cunt, looking forward to finally getting some relief. The cock in her mouth is removed, again still limp, and the third takes its place for a cleaning, and yet she still hasn’t felt the next cock in her swollen cunt. She begins to suck the limp cock between her lips, wishing the next one would hurry up…
Then it comes, the next hard cock, spearing her in the ass with no warning as it is roughly shoved into that tight, pink, puckered hole. She tries to scream in pain and shock as her sphincter is suddenly stretched around his cock, but the cock filling her mouth prevents her from doing so, allowing only a muffled squeal to escape. Her ass feels as though it’s on fire as the fourth man shoves his cock into it, then mercifully stops as the entire length of his cock is buried in her ass. She begins to hope he will remove it, but after a few moments he begins to stroke it slowly in and out of her ass, more gently now. The initial shock and pain begin to fade, and after a few minutes she begins to find the sensation of having her ass filled with cock rather pleasant. The orgasm that had been building, forgotten with that first searing flash of pain when the cock entered her ass, now begins to build again as her ass is stimulated by the cock gliding in and out of it.
Again, however, she is left wanting when the man leans hard against her, burying his cock to the hilt in her ass and pumping his cum into her. After a few more tentative strokes, his cock becomes too limp to continue, and he lets it slip from her ass and moves aside for the next man, who slides his cock into her pussy and begins fucking her at a medium pace.
The limp cock is removed from her mouth again, and Lynne realizes suddenly that the next cock will be the one that was just removed from her ass. She feels it pressed against her lips, the cock head slick with cum, and she keeps her lips pressed together, her teeth clenched, determined not to take this one into her mouth. Suddenly she is slapped across the face, hard enough to sting but not hard enough to really hurt her, just as a reminder that she has no choice in the matter. She reluctantly opens her mouth and accepts the cock into it, tasting the cum along the shaft of it, and tasting her own ass for the first time. She licks and sucks it clean, just as she had all the others before, and the thought of how nasty it makes her feel to suck a cock fresh from her own ass speeds her own orgasm, along with the fresh cock stroking in and out of her pussy.
Lynne begins to cum herself at last, the release she’s craved, her orgasm coming in waves, each cresting a bit higher than the last. She hardly notices the changeover this time, as yet another cock takes its place in her cunt and her mouth is again filled with a wet, slick cock fresh from fucking her. The man pumping his cock in and out of her pussy senses her orgasm and fucks her hard and fast, building her orgasm to a peak, as she wantonly licks and sucks and gobbles at the cock in her mouth, wishing it would stay there long enough to recover its erection and give her a mouthful of cum.
She’s at the peak of her orgasm when the men again switch cocks in her cunt, and she’s driven over the edge as yet another cum-covered cock takes its place in her mouth. She greedily licks and sucks the cum off it, wishing for more, her pussy spasming now as her orgasm takes over. She is cumming almost continuously now, as one cock after another empties its load of cum into her throbbing, swollen pussy, then takes its place in her mouth. The cum is running from her pussy down across her perineum again, down over her ass, and another cock takes its place there, again stretching her sphincter, using the cum for lubricant as her ass is again violated. Used to it now, loving the feel of having her ass filled with cock, she continues to cum as her ass is reamed, then again filled with cum.
This time there is no hesitation as the spent cock from her ass is offered to her mouth; she sucks it in greedily, tasting her ass along with the slick cum on it, as another cock is rammed home into her ass.
Lynne loses all track of time, unsure now how long she’s been at it, and she’s lost count of the number of men. Most fuck her swollen, throbbing cunt, though several prefer to fuck her ass; some are slower and gentle, some take a medium approach, and some fuck her as hard and fast as they can. Her orgasm washes over her in waves, sometimes so intense she feels she is losing her mind, followed by a lull, then several smaller orgasms, building in intensity again.
Finally a cock is drawn from her ass, the last one, and like all the others before it is given to her to clean with her mouth and tongue. No one is fucking her now, and since this is the last cock, she hopes she will be allowed to suck it until it is hard again, and get a mouthful of cum, but once again, it is taken from her while it is still limp.
The entire time, none of the men has touched her with anything other than their cocks, except for the initial inspection and the one slap when she tried to refuse to suck the first cock that had fucked her ass. Her cunt and ass are both dripping cum now, and her inner thighs are slick with it. She feels like a filthy whore, more so because she was actually enjoying what amounted to rape, cumming over and over despite her revulsion at the idea of being taken by force. Still, she is thoroughly sated.
Lynne hears a door open, and the group shuffles back in, taking their places around her. After they are in place, she hears the door open again, and a skittering, clicking sound coming toward her on the concrete floor. She is still trying to place the sound when the head of a cock is placed against her lips and she instinctively opens her mouth to accept it, pleasantly surprised to find it is a nice hard cock this time. She begins to lick and suck it, looking forward at last to getting a mouthful of cum, when a wet nose touches her crotch, and she feels a long, wet tongue lap her pussy.
Oh my God! She thinks to herself as she realize it is a dog, they are letting a dog lick her pussy. Oh God, oh fuck! Her mind screams as she tries to wriggle away, but she is tied down too securely. She tries to scream again, to yell no, but the person standing above her places one hand on either side of her head and shoves his cock deep into her mouth, into her throat, stifling any scream.
The dog licks her pussy, her inner thighs, even her ass, his long tongue lapping up any cum he finds, then finally burying itself in her pussy, trying to lick the cum from there. Suddenly he stops licking, and she hears his nails scrabbling on the concrete floor, then his weight drops across her thighs and belly. Again her mind screams no as she feels him starting to hump toward her, trying to find her cunt with his cock. After several thrusts that miss the target, the tip of his cock finds Lynne’s pussy, and he rams his cock home, as deep into her cunt as it will go. She again tries to scream out loud as his cock enters her snatch, but again the scream is blocked by the cock that is being thrust in and out of her mouth and down her throat.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God is all that goes through her mind as the dog shoves his cock deep inside her, humping hard as he can to get it all in. The bulb at the base of his cock, his knot, slips inside her pussy lips and expands as he humps her, finally so large it is stuck inside her and he can’t pull out, tying the two of them together. The man at her head continues to fuck her mouth and throat as the dog continues to hump, trying to free himself, his cum continuously seeping inside her pussy now. The hot dog cum, warmer than a human’s, and his continued humping as he tries to free himself, and the feel of his knot stretching her pussy lips, all combine to give she a most pleasant feeling, despite her revulsion at the fact that it is a dog fucking her now.
He humps and strains for half an hour, filling her with his cum, as three of the men take their turns fucking her mouth and throat. The first pulls his cock back a bit as he cums, allowing her to take the full load in her mouth, on her tongue, and get the taste of cum she had craved so much earlier, but she is now so focused on the dog fucking her that she lets the cum dribble from her mouth without swallowing. The second cums deep inside her mouth, firing his hot sticky cum down her throat, while the third pulls his cock out and cums on her mouth and face.
Finally the dog’s knot has reduced enough to allow him to pull out of her, and he begins to lick her pussy, an instinct on his part. After a few licks he is removed and replaced with another dog, and soon Lynne has been mounted a second time, as another dog cock finds its mark in her well-used cunt. Soon he too is tied with her, humping and fucking his cum into her, and as she continues to suck cock, the continued filling and pounding of her pussy causes her to begin to cum again, an involuntary reaction to the sensations she is feeling as her cunt is pounded mercilessly.
She loses track again of the number of cocks she has sucked as her twat is relentlessly fucked by the dog, his knot stretching and staining against her pussy lips as he fills her with his cum. Once again she is cumming almost continuously, gleefully sucking the cocks provided to her, taking the men’s cum down her throat, in her mouth, on her face, wherever they care to fire their load.
Again the dog’s knot reduces and he is able to slip out of her pussy, cum almost gushing out behind it as it slips out. Once again he is removed and replaced with another dog, which licks her swollen pussy lips only twice before mounting her, thrusting his hips at her, the tip of his cock finally slipping into her pussy, followed by the rest of it as he rams it home. Moments later his knot is locked inside her, and she are off for another long fucking with her third dog in a row.
The dogs last from half an hour to forty five minutes each, constantly humping and bucking as they fill her hole with their cum. Lynne sucks cock after cock, completely losing count, simply taking them as they come, all her concentration, all her attention, on the sensations she is feeling in her cunt now as it is stretched and filled with hot dog cum, as the feeling drives she her over the edge over and over, until she wonders if she will ever stop cumming.
After the sixth dog is led away, there are no more, and the man who is feeding his cock to her releases his load of cum into her mouth and removes his cock from between her lips. Her face is covered in cum, her hair matted with it, and dog cum runs freely out of her pussy and over her ass, and is smeared all over her thighs. Her jaws ache from sucking cock, her arms and legs are cramped from being tied down so long, and her pussy lips are stretched and swollen, her clit tender and sore to the touch. She is spent, and relieved that it all seems to be over.
She listens but can hear only one person in the room with her, and he walks over and lifts her head up, placing the support back beneath it to ease the strain on her neck. After he does, she feels him kiss her full on the lips, the tip of his tongue running around her lips, her face, tasting some of the cum there. He steps away for a moment, then returns, and she feels him swab her arm, then a sharp prick. She hears him walk away a few steps, drop the syringe into a trash can, then walk back towards her. She tries to speak, to ask if it is over, but can only manage a dry croak, her consciousness fading fast. Her last memory before she passes out is feeling him kneel between her thighs and begin to gently lick and kiss her pussy…
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Lynne awakens in her car in the parking lot of the bar, the last place she remembers being before she awoke tied to the bench. Again the aftereffect of the anesthetic lasts only a few seconds, and as she regains her senses, she focuses on the sign above the bar entrance: Hound Dawgs. She can’t quite believe it all happened, and she has no memory of being hosed off and dressed before she was dumped back in her car in the parking lot. The signs are here, though; her pussy is still stretched and just a bit sore, her ass is still a bit tender, her jaw still aches dully. As she looks at herself in the mirror, she notices something else – she is wearing a collar, a very nice polished black leather collar with small chrome studs, and a silver nameplate. She finds the buckle and removes the collar, turning it to read the nameplate. There is but one word engraved there – Bitch.
She puts the collar back on, fastens the buckle, and gets her purse off the seat beside her. She gets out of the car and locks it, then walks boldly through the front door of the bar, determined to confront – who? She has no idea who drugged her, didn’t see any faces, has no idea who any of the men who took advantage of her might be. Still, she has a seat at the bar and looks around, waiting for the bartender to come take her drink order.
In a dimly lit back booth, she can see two young ladies with their dates, but something about them catches her eye. She looks closer to be sure, and see that both the young women are wearing collars identical to hers. What the fuck, she thinks to herself, then she sees that there is a third young woman with the group, sandwiched between the two men. She had almost missed seeing her in the darkness, and squints her eyes for a closer look. This one is not wearing a collar, and she appears to be completely drunk, close to passing out, as the group rises to leave. The two men take up places on either side of her to help her stand, and the two collared young women lead the way as the group leaves the booth.
Instead of heading for the front door, though, the group turns down a narrow, dimly lit hallway, pauses before a heavy door, and moments later the door swings open to allow them to pass. She barely gets a glimpse of a brightly lit room with a concrete floor beyond the door.
“What can I get you, Miss?” She recognize the voice, and turns back around to see the bartender standing there, waiting to take her drink order. She’s never seen the face, but she knows the voice, the only voice she heard while she was in the room, the auctioneer. As she watches, he licks his lips, slowly, his eyes locked with hers.
“No-nothing,” Lynne stammers, and realizes her pussy, though still aching from the stretching it had taken, is suddenly very wet. She almost pity the young woman who seems to be drunk, but a part of her envies her as well as she gets up to leave, knowing she will be back.
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The second chapter , I hope you enjoy comments welcome
Dustin discovers his aunt’s secret and takes advantage of it.
This is the complete version of my story Slave. Hope you enjoy it, please feel free to comment!
My Life as a Slave 1
I entered the gay chatroom, posting that I was looking for someone that was dominant and into bondage. After a few fruitless hours, and some people that didn’t quite grasp the concept of intelligent conversation, I was messaged by someone who intrigued me. His name was Ross, he was 40, and he’d had bondage experience. I was 17, working in a better job than most who never went to college, and living on my own, me being gay not having sat well with my family. I loved older men, and I was intrigued.
We talked for a while, discussing interests and bondage, and I found out he was fairly nearby, me living in Albany, NY, and him living in southern Vermont. It was a drive of about an hour and a half. I didn’t have any pictures of myself, but I talked to him on the microphone for a while.
After a few months of this, he decided we should meet. He recommended meeting in the middle and getting food so neither of us had to drive too much, and it’d be a neutral place in case I got nervous.
I pulled into the diner, seeing his old Chevy pickup in the lot and walked in. He said he’d have a red hat on so I could find him. I scanned the restaurant and saw him and sat down. We introduced ourselves and he smiled at the look of me. He called me cute when I described myself, and I guess I’d satisfied his mental picture. He was pretty much exactly how he described himself, a little taller than me, short dark hair, fit, but showing some of the paunch that comes with age.
We ate and talked for a while, the conversation turning to sex and bondage. He said that I seemed pretty calm and that he liked how I didn’t shy away from the more hardcore topics. At one point he asked me to stand up and spin around so he could look at my body. I complied quickly, the thought of following orders, especially in public making my dick start to stand.
I asked him if we could go back to his place. He seemed taken aback by the question at first, but then readily agreed. We left, and I drove behind him the whole way back. The diner was about a half hour away from his apartment, all the way I was both nervous and horny. I followed him up to his third floor apartment, and removed my shoes as I walked in.
He told me he wanted to talk with me for a while, make sure I was comfortable, but that part of bondage is being uncomfortable, so I should strip down to my boxers. I complied and handed him my clothes, which he took into another room. He returned and sat on the couch, and I was to stand on the round wooden coffee table in front of it.
I was nervous, but my cock was starting to stiffen. We talked about innocuous things for a little while, and the first few words were difficult, having been put on display like I was, but slowly they flowed more easily. Quickly, our conversation shifted to some of the more “adult” things we’d talked about online.
My cock couldn’t help but grow hard, and I instinctively tried to make that less apparent. He could not help but notice and asked me if I was self conscious about my erection. I told him I was, and he commanded that I unbutton my boxers and pull it out through the slit. All of a sudden, there I was, hiding nothing from someone I’d had a conversation with for less than a few hours.
He told me I had a nice cock, to which I thanked him and probably turned pretty red. He asked me if I liked showing him my dick. I told him yes. He said good, because it would be out very often. He also asked if I’d had as little bondage experience as I’d said, to which I told him yes again. Now, he said, it was time to take my boxers off. I complied once again, and handed them to him.
I stood there and talked with him for several more minutes, my hands behind my back per his orders, my body on display on the coffee table.
He stood and told me to follow him into the bedroom, where I watched him toss my boxers into a safe that I could only assume held the rest of my clothes. On his bed was a box filled with various bondage items. He told me that he knew I preferred rope bondage, but that I was going to have to submit to him as opposed to him binding me.
He handed me a leather collar with four D-rings on it. I fastened it tightly around my neck. Next he gave me handcuffs, and told me that once they were on me, I was his to enjoy. I paused for a moment, before locking them onto my wrists behind my back.
Now, for the first time, I was helpless in front of Ross. He smiled somewhat evilly, which gave my cock another twitch. The great thing about cuffs, he told me, was that there was no escaping. I was his until he decided to let me go, whereas rope provided a possibility for escape, not that I could from his ties anyways.
He gave my stomach a little slap, just enough to get my attention. “I want you to realize, I can do anything I want to you now,” he informed me. “You know how I said you’d be naked most of the time here?” I nodded. “I lied. You’ll be naked all of the time.”
This only made me hornier. He brought me over in front of an armchair, where he forced me to my knees. He asked me if I wanted to see his cock in person. I nodded eagerly. He asked me if I was willing to be trained to give head. Another nod. He told me that the first thing I had to do was beg to suck him dry.
I’d never sucked a dick before, let alone begged to, so this was completely new to me. For about a half hour, I moaned and pleaded with him to let me suck his cock. Before he finally relented, he told me that I should understand that sucking his cock was a privilege and a reward, not a right. Every time I was allowed to wrap my lips around his dick, I was to thank him for it. I nodded again.
I had to scooch closer to be able to lean over without losing my balance. He didn’t push my head down at all while letting me go to work. I took his head in my mouth, him being about seven inches and circumcised (as I am also) and started bobbing up and down. I didn’t expect to do a great job, and concentrated on keeping my teeth out of the way. His cock tasted as any other bit of skin does with the wetness of my saliva and his precum.
As I worked, I wondered what his cum would taste like, knowing he’d expect me to swallow. I’d heard conflicting reports, and the thought made me a little nervous. I wanted to enjoy the taste, but didn’t know if I would. He let me work for a few minutes before instructing me to take as much of him as I could in my mouth. I responded by forcing my head down until a disappointing three inches had disappeared. He reassured me this was good for a first try, but that I’d eventually have to learn to deep throat him. I was to be punished if I didn’t learn fast enough.
I worked on going deeper and deeper while I blew him, but seemed to make little progress. What I did make some progress at was getting him closer to cumming. He told me he hadn’t cum for a while, wanting it to be relatively easy for me to get him off, so I could expect a big load. This did little to ease my nerves.
After a few more minutes, he started moaning that he was close. I took this as my cue to focus my efforts on his head. His cock stiffened as a warning before he shot several ropes of cum into my mouth. The first few splashed down my throat and I had to struggle not to cough or gag, before he eventually began dribbling on my tongue.
After he finished and slid his dick out, he told me to hold his cum in my mouth. The taste wasn’t as bad as I thought, but a bit stronger, not unlike salt water, but thicker. The vulgarity of semen sloshing around in my mouth only served to make me hornier. He tucked his cock back into his pants before he made me swallow.
After I’d swallowed my first load, he covered his cock and stood up. He helped me to my feet and brought me back over to the box on the bed. He grabbed a rubber cock ring and stretched it over my dick. It had another smaller ring that dangled below my balls, making it in essence a figure eight. To this loop he attached a leash that was about fifteen feet long.
He took pleasure in dragging me around the room and his apartment for several minutes, and I loved the control he had over me. Sometime he would pull me close so he could stroke my cock or swat my ass, or lightly slap my balls. Everything he did made me hornier and hornier. Finally he pulled me over to a sliding glass door that opened to a small balcony. There were blinds that could be drawn across the door to block the sun. He attached my leash to the rod, tightening it until I had to stand on my tiptoes. I was both nervous and exhilarated at the fact that I was showing my body out the door, even with the balcony rail somewhat blocking the view. The rod proved to be surprisingly strong. “Don’t fall over,” he said, heading out the door. Before I could reply, the door slammed shut and he was gone.
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The names in this story are fictional. Beginning of friendship, A Halloween party amongst family, a sudden turn, A fathers journey into the dreams of four
Prologue:
Some would call me mad or criminal or both for my actions. I do not. Instead I see myself as a liberator or an illuminator, allowing people to shed their archaic beliefs and their outdated morals, freeing them to fulfill their destinies…to find their true loves and soul mates…to allow them to live fully realized lives. To this purpose I have committed my great wealth and resources. To this noble end I attempt to save not mankind, but a few souls who might otherwise be denied the happiness and joy that is theirs by right.
Picture if you will a twelve foot by twelve foot room. It contains a queen sized bed, a simple wooden chair and a small refrigerator. It is adjoined by a small alcove containing a shower and a toilet. There is nothing else…no windows, only walls of concrete two feet thick and a steel door. This is my forge…my crucible where I take lost souls and re-forge them into human beings. I call it “The I-Room.”
The First: Joanna and Danny
They wake slowly from a long drug induced sleep. Kidnapped in the eyes of the law, their car is in storage elsewhere on the grounds. Joanna G. and her son, Danny…my first challenge.
Joanna is thirty-eight years old, Caucasian, with a mane of reddish, dark brown hair. She is in a word, beautiful. Through my cameras, I watch as she begins to stir. I admire her lush body. There is nothing little about Joanna…a tall woman, maybe five foot, nine inches tall. Medium weight, I know she fights a tendency towards fat by vigorous exercise. Her magnificent breasts are barely retained by her bra…bountiful mounds of flesh…40 DD’s capped by quarter size nipples thickened by nursing. When released, I have no doubt her breasts will sag somewhat from gravity and age, but they will give her an even more motherly beauty. Her waist is barely termed slender, her hips shapely leading into long, athletic legs. White cotton panties hide her neatly trimmed V-shaped bush. She is clothed only in bra and panties. I anxiously await the moment she opens those beautiful brown eyes. Joanna is married…one husband for twenty years. He is a hard worker who has sacrificed family for financial success.
Her only son rests beside her. Just turned eighteen and four inches taller than his mother with sandy hair like his father. Slim as a rail, all arms and legs, his muscles wiry from running up and down a basketball court. He wears only white briefs concealing a respectable man sized bulge.
Joanna awakes. She yawns and opens those lovely eyes, dark lashes complimenting her brown eyes. Joanna frowns and sits straight up, her head swinging about. “Where…where am I?” she turns and realizes Danny is next to her. “Danny? Honey, wake up!” She shakes him lightly. Her son wakes up.
“Mom?” He takes the room in and is standing up in an instant. “Where are we, Mom?”
Joanna’s voice is edged with hysteria. “I don’t know. Hello! Where are we? Anyone there?” She climbs off the bed and moves to the door and bangs on it with a fist. “Hey! Let us out of here!”
She turns with fear in her eyes and then realizes her teenage son is standing clad only in his underwear. Danny stares back at his mother and then turns away, blushing. His morning erection is noticeably harder. Joanna realizes for the first time that she is only in bra and panties. I idly wonder if she regrets wearing the push up bra this morning. I smile as I watch her try to cover up only to realize it is useless. I wonder if it is my imagination or do her eyes linger on her son’s bulging crotch.
Joanna turns away from her son. She strikes the door again, tears in her voice as she yells, “Help! Let us out! Help!”
I flick a switch, “CALM DOWN. YOU AND YOUR SON WILL NOT BE HARMED.”
She glances wildly around the room. “Who are you? What do you want?”
“YOU ARE SAFE. YOU ARE SIMPLY MY GUESTS FOR A LITTLE WHILE.”
“You’ve kidnapped us? We don’t have any money, but we’ll pay whatever we can.”
“NO…NOT RANSOM. I SIMPLY REQUIRE YOU TO STAY HERE FOR AWHILE.”
She begs me for a while, promising me anything I want, bargaining to allow her son to be set free. I have respect for Danny as he comes over and puts his arm around his mother, insisting that he would never leave her alone. They both cry for a while and cuddle up on the bed. I choose not to speak and they fall asleep. I dim the lights to half strength.
Two hours later, Danny gets up and goes to the toilet. His cock is iron hard even when he is finished urinating. I am thrilled to see him looking over at his partially clothed mother, stroking his dick twice and sighing before lying back down.
They sleep through the night and in the morning discover breakfast has been slipped through a slot in the door. They spend most of the day fretting about what has happened. I ignore their questions for several hours. Joanna cries twice and I again respect Danny for comforting his mother. The second time, she puts her head against his chest and I watch as the effect of being able to see most of his mother’s breasts causes Danny’s cock to swell. I suspect that by the time it reaches its considerable full length, Joanna is watching his bulge as well.
Abruptly she stands up and walks to the door and hits it with her fist. “Why are we here?” she screams.
“TO LEARN,” I reply.
Joanna screams in frustration. “What do you mean, dammit?”
“YOU AND YOUR SON ARE HERE TO LEARN ABOUT YOURSELVES AND EACH OTHER.”
“Learn what?” growls Danny as he adjusts his waistband to accommodate his still erect penis.
“YOU WILL DISCOVER THAT FOR YOURSELVES and I cut the speaker off.
They spend the rest of the day trying to make sense of my words and trying to pretend neither is affected by the almost naked presence of the other. They sleep, both restlessly.
Morning finds Joanna having discovered that the shower works and that I have provided both soap and shampoo. She keeps glancing around nervously over at Danny, making sure he doesn’t awake and find her naked. She stares at the swollen lump in his shorts and shakes her head. I can’t help but be pleased to see her nipples harden.
She stands still afterwards, using her fingers to comb out her hair while her body air dries. As she starts to slip on her bra, I open up my microphone. “WHY BOTHER? YOUR UNDERWEAR IS SOILED. IT WILL ONLY SMELL AND CHAFE.”
My voice wakes Danny up and he groggily stares at his naked mother in the entrance to the alcove. “No! Danny, close your eyes till I’m dressed,” Joanna exclaims. She spins around, inadvertently mooning her son as she struggles to get dressed.
“YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF, JOANNA.”
“Give us some decent clothes, damn you!” she replies.
“NO. TAKE OFF THOSE DIRTY CLOTHES. YOUR BRA IS ALREADY CHAFING YOU.”
“Leave Mom alone,” says Danny. His eyes widen as his mother steps into her panties, flashing her hairy muff at him.
“WHY SHOULDN’T YOU GO NAKED? THERE ISN’T ANYTHING WRONG WITH HUMAN BODY. AND JOANNA, YOU HAVE A BEAUTIFUL BODY.”
“I can’t go naked in front of my son,” Joanna screams back at me.
“WHY NOT? I KNOW HE THINKS YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL, DON’T YOU, DANNY?”
Her son blushes and turns away, saying nothing.
“AND DANNY NEEDS TO STRIP DOWN AS WELL. THOSE SHORTS ARE CHAFING HIM AS WELL.”
“Are you some sort of pervert? You want us to go naked around each other?” Joanna snarls up at the ceiling.
“WHY NOT? YOU BOTH ACT LIKE IT WOULD BE A HORRIBLE EXPERIENCE, BUT YOU BOTH LOOK AT EACH OTHER EVERY CHANCE YOU GET.”
“That’s just not true!” cries Joanna, her face flushing red.
“YOU’RE LYING TO YOURSELF, JOANNA. DANNY’S COCK ISN’T ALWAYS HARD BECAUSE HE ENJOYS MY VOICE. AND YOU WERE STARING LONG AND HARD AT YOUR SON THIS MORNING WHILE HE SLEPT.” Danny spun around and stared stupefied at his mother. I flicked off the mike and let them think about things for a while.
The next couple of hours are tense within the room. Both act like they’re ignoring the other, but both mother and son sneak glimpses when the other isn’t looking. Joanna catches her son staring at her and snaps at him. “Damn it, Danny, stop that. I’m your mother!”
Danny slaps the wall in frustration. “Where am I supposed to look, Mom? We’re stuck in here!
“But I’m your mother…an old lady. You’re not supposed to have a hard-on…um, erection over my old body.”
Danny blushes anew, but stands his ground. “That’s not true! Whatever else that creep says, you’re beautiful, Mom! I can’t help getting a stiffy. You have a great body!”
“Ohhh, God, what are we going to do?” moans Joanna, sitting heavily down on the bed and burying her face in her hands.
Danny sits down beside his mother. He puts an arm around her shoulders. Joanna flinches, partly because he brushes a sore spot where her bra is chafing, partly because of his touch…contact with her son taking on a new meaning.
“The creep is right about one thing, Mom,” Danny says. “We can’t keep wearing this stuff. I’m hurting bad and your bra strap is almost cut you to where you’ll be bleeding soon.”
Joanna sighs. “I know, I know, but knowing you’ll be seeing me. I’m so embarrassed. It’s not right.”
Danny nudges her. “Yeah, but how do you think I feel? My mom seeing me with a hard-on.”
His mom stands up. “Well, maybe if we just get it over with, we’ll get used to it and it’ll wind up being no big deal.”
Danny agrees and they stand facing away from each other. On the count of three, they both shuck their underwear off. Joanna takes off her bra and rubs the bra lines on her breasts. They both turn at the same time and take their measure of each other.
Joanna’s nipples are hard in the cool air and she stands awkwardly, her hands nervously idle at her sides. Her eyes widen as she stares at her son’s hard cock. His seven inches are pointing at her, but as he is allowed to openly stare at his Mom’s naked body, it swells even more and slaps against his stomach and then erupts in a geyser of sperm!
Joanna’s mouth gapes open as the mere sight of her naked body standing less than three feet away causes her son to cum. The first burst shoots up and splashes onto Danny’s face, the second splatters against his chest…thick wads of semen. His cock, still hard, bobs and aims at his mother’s nude form. Danny’s balls jerk and then a jet of thickish, white semen shoots across and splashes on his mother’s belly. Subsequent bursts fall short of Joanna and land on the floor between them.
Danny is momentarily caught up in orgasm, unable to do anything but maon with pleasure as he gazes at Joanna’s naked body. I can’t blame him. His mother is gorgeous. Her large, heavy breasts sagging just a little…a thick, rich mat of curly hair covering her vagina and I think I can even see a glint of moisture in her bush, indicating she too is aroused. I watch captivated as her son’s sperm slowly oozes down her belly and into her hairy bush.
Joanna just stares as the last spurts of cum flow from her son’s dick, finally just a long streamer slowly descending from the tip of his still erect cock. Her hand idly runs across her stomach, trailing across the top of her pussy hair until she touches Danny’s still warm jism. She lifts her fingers up and stares at his whitish sperm smeared there. For a moment, I believe she might lick her fingers clean.
But Joanna stares over at her naked son who is realizing he just cummed in front of his mother or more precisely, cum on his mother. As he gasps, “Oh, Mom! I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it!” Joanna screams up at the ceiling, “DAMN YOU! Let us out of here!”
Joanna looks down at the jism smeared on her belly and pubic hair and then over at her son…his cock still dribbling semen. “Oh my god!” cries Joanna and she flings herself down into the bed and starts sobbing.
Danny looks aghast and reaches down for his old underwear and uses it to wipe off his cock, jerking a little as he strokes the last drops out, all the while staring at his mother curled up in a fetal position (which nicely exposes her moist slit). As his mother cries, Danny works hard to wipe up his cum from the floor while saying, “I’m sorry, Mom! I didn’t mean to…I’m so sorry, Mom!”
My heart aches as he sits down next to his Mom, still apologizing. Danny begins to cry. “I’m sorry, Mom. Don’t hate me, please! Please don’t be mad at me!” His pain reaches his mother and Joanna rouses herself up and they are both crying and hugging. I smile as I watch Joanna’s thick nipples dragging across her son’s chest.
“Ohh, baby. I’m not mad at you. Mommy’s mad at the…creep. I know you can’t help it.” Joanna results to almost baby talk to comfort her son. She kisses Danny on the forehead and cheek.
“I couldn’t help it, Mom. You’re just so pretty! I didn’t mean to be bad!”
Joanna cries for a different reason…her love for her child breaking her heart. She wraps him in her arms, inadvertently pressing his face to her heaving breasts. “You’re not bad, Danny! Mommy knows that,” Joanna exclaims. She kisses her son on the forehead and then placing her hands on his cheeks, raises his head to look him in the eye. “I love you, Danny! Mommy loves you!”
Danny’s chest heaves for air and he replies, “I love you too, Mom!”
Joanna smiles through her tears and kisses Danny on both cheeks. Mother and son stare at each other for a second. Joanna leans in and kisses Danny on the lips. It is a chaste kiss that lasts and lasts. I think they are about to touch tongues when Danny’s erection rises proudly and pokes his mother in the belly.
Joanna scoots back away from her son, eyes on her son’s hard dick. Her nipples are long and stiff and a sexual blush spreads across her chest. We…uh, just have to get used to each other, honey,” she says. She lies back and pats the mattress. “Come lie down and try not to think about me…um…it.”
Danny does so and they lay side by side, holding hands. “Try and get some sleep, Danny,” his mother whispers.
Danny sighs and closes his eyes, “I’ll try, Mom. I really am sorry about…well, you know.”
Joanna sighs too and replies, “Its okay, son. You couldn’t help it…and I guess I should take it as a compliment…an old lady getting a…um, rise out of a young man.”
She squeezes his hand as he murmurs, “You ain’t old, Mom. I think you’re beautiful.”
I dim the lights, but not so dark as to make it difficult for Joanna to discretely stare at her son’s erect penis, standing up proud and straight…hard as steel. She takes her fill, memorizing every inch of his thick erection. Her nipples swell even more and there is a distinct aroma of wet, aroused pussy in the air. Joanna’s hand flutters back and forth across her belly and I know she is aching to soothe the yearning between her legs, even as she stares at the glistening drops of pre-cum oozing from the piss hole of her child’s cock.
Finally, mother and son fall asleep. It has been a good day and much progress made. I am pleased. Joanna and Danny are one step closer to their moment of enlightenment.
The next day passes quietly with much tension in the air. Danny is in perpetual horny teenager mode as his eyes follow his mother’s every move and he is well aware of her watching his hard cock which always seems to be pointed in her direction. His need is palatable. He can barely keep his hands off his dick, struggling with the desire to stroke himself off.
Joanna is in a struggle herself…aware that everything she does, every movement exposes herself to her son…offering him new views of her lush naked body. Both are in heightened states of arousal. Pheromones are thick in the room as they pace and stretch and pretend not to stare at each other.
That night, they finally fall asleep, both moving restlessly about, trying to avoid direct contact. When Joanna is finally snoring softly, Danny eases from the bed and stares down at his mother. Joanna lies on her back. A hand has dropped between her legs, fingers intertwined in her pubic hair and splicing through her vaginal lips. In the less than dim light, her son can see more than a hint of glistening, pink pussy meat.
Danny begins to stroke his cock. Slowly, then more quickly, Danny masturbates while staring at his mother’s nakedness. Joanna moans in her sleep and spreads her legs, sighing, “Dannnnyyy,” as she reveals more of her wet pussy. Her index fingers slips into the wetness and that’s enough. Danny moans and begins to cum, catching his sperm in his cupped free hand, but he can’t quite muffle his moans of excitement and his cum grunts cause his mother to open her eyes.
“Danny! Oh MY GOD! STOP, STOP, STOP!” Joanna leaps from the bed and slaps her son’s face. “You have to stop doing this! Control yourself, Danny…I am your mother!”
“I don’t care!” Danny yells back. “I love you, Mom! You’re so beautiful and I wanna do…” His voice trails off and he turns away.
Joanna is furious now…embarrassed and confused. “Do what, Danny?” she demands, reaching out to spin her son around to face her. She stands just inches away from her son. Her nipples are engorged and will brush her son’s chest if she moves any closer. “What do you want to do, Danny?”
“I want you, Mom!” Danny sobs. You’re so pretty! I love your tits and your body and I want to fuck you, Mom!”
Joanna makes as if to slap her son again, but stops. She sits down on the bed and her puts her face in her hands, stopping to curiously sniff her fingers that smell like pussy. “This can’t be happening. It has to stop.” Joanna looks up at her son. “You have to control yourself, Danny. We both do. We can’t let the creep mess with our heads…that’s what he’s doing.”
Joanna apologizes for Danny for hitting him. She tells him not to think about her…to keep his thoughts elsewhere. Joanna tells her son to stop masturbating, period. “I love you, son, but you can’t think of me like that…I am your mother. There will be girls someday soon, but it can’t be me.”
The next two days are long, especially for Danny. His cock is perpetually hard. Joanna tries to keep his mind off it by doing other things. She runs him through math problems from his senior math class. She quizzes him about History, Science, and other subjects. It doesn’t help much. Danny sees her beautiful body and he is mesmerized and aroused. Every bounce of her meaty tits as she moves captivates him. The pressure builds.
Toward the end of the second day, Joanna is in torment as she watches her son suffer. Danny has taken to standing facing the concrete wall, trying not to look at her. The past twenty minutes he is slowly and lightly banging his head against the wall while he struggles to keep his hands from stroking his aching cock. Tears run down his mother’s face and I sense she’s about to make a decision.
“Danny, come here,” she says softly. Danny turns and looks at her. His face is a study of torment and frustration. Joanna points to the wooden chair. “Sit down, son.” Danny does so.
Joanna takes a deep breath, starts to speak, but is speechless as her son faces her, seven inches of thick, erect penis pointing directly at her. She tries to look away, but is drawn back to the stiff log rising out of her son’s lap. I smile. She has made a decision.
“I’m so sorry I hit you, Danny. I’m sorry I didn’t accept that you are a young man with new needs and desires…especially with all that has happened to us because of the Creep.” (I have accepted my new title with some amusement.)
Danny looks confused and miserable. “What are you saying, Mom?”
“I’m saying…oh, God, this is hard. I’m saying I’m sorry I didn’t understand the effect my body had…is having on you. I suppose I should be flattered.” Joanna stops and hugs herself, inadvertently ballooning up her cleavage which causes her son’s cock to rise a little more. Joanna’s gaze lingers on his erection a little longer before she continues. “I’m saying, Danny, I know you are terribly horny…sexually aroused and I’m saying…”
I lean forward in my seat and say a silent prayer. Joanna smiles, embarrassed at her words. “Go ahead and masturbate, Danny. Mommy understands.”
Danny looks as if he’s been hit with a large stick. “Really, Mom? Um…right now?”
Joanna sighs and scoots back on the bed, her back against the wall, well aware that her body is on display for her son. She sits primly, her legs together, bush visible, but not her tender, wet flesh. Still, by any measure, Danny’s mother is an erotic sight…her breasts proud and firm, nipples thick, long and erect. “Go ahead, Danny. I’m ready. I think.”
Danny looks embarrassed and excited. His hand is on his cock in a blink of an eye and he begins to stroke it. Joanna tries to watch his eyes, but she is continually drawn down to the seven inches of meat rising up from her son’s crotch. Hr nipples swell even more and the flush of arousal is creeping across her throat and chest. She squirms uncomfortably as if she has an itch she cannot scratch. Danny’s gaze roams freely across his mother’s nakedness; admiring the soft heaving of her breasts and peering closely at her thick bush of pubic hair.
Too soon, Danny erupts, blurting out, “I love you, MOM!” as he begins to cum. He catches his ejaculating sperm in his free hand, thick wads of creamy semen. Joanna’s mouth opens in surprise as she is amazed by how much her son cums. Panting and shaking a little from the intensity of his orgasm, Danny repeats himself. “I love you, Mom!”
“I love you, Danny,” Joanna replies, climbing off the bed. She picks up her old, discarded panties and cleans her son’s hand off.
“YOU ARE A GOOD MOTHER, JOANNA.” I tell them.
“Go to hell, Creep!” Joanna snaps back.
“NEVERTHELESS, THAT WAS SOMEWHAT A LEAP FORWARD IN ATTITUDE FOR YOU, BUT I COMMEND YOU FOR PUTTING YOUR SON’S NEEDS FIRST.”
“I hope this makes you happy, you pervert.” Joanna is embarrassed, perhaps having forgotten that there is a witness to her actions.
“I AM HAPPY. HAPPY FOR YOU AND CERTAINLY FOR YOUR SON, BUT, JOANNA, DON’T FORGET YOUR OWN NEEDS.”
Danny asks her what I mean, but she shakes her head and encourages him to take a nap. He does and she lies down with him. As he sleeps, Joanna stares at his still half erect cock draped on his thigh. Her hand idly trails over her stomach and into her bush. She uses a finger to trace the slit of her pussy, flowering her cunt open. She shivers with delight, but Danny shifts and rolls, his arm falling across her stomach, his plump cock plopping against her thigh. I see Joanna struggle with herself, tears fall down her face. She stops fingering herself and tries to fall asleep. It takes her a long time.
Later that evening, Danny approaches her again. His dick is once again hard. “Mom?” he asks.
Joanna has been pacing back and forth, trying to burn off nervous energy. Danny watches her every movement, ogling her breasts bounce as she paces and the cute wiggle of her ass as she walks. “Yes, honey, what is it?”
“Um…should I…if I want to masturbate, how…um, do you want me to ask you first?”
Joanna stops in her tracks. “Already? Didn’t you…” She eyes her son’s penis. “I don’t know if you’re a horny teenager or if I’m really that good looking.”
Danny blushes and says, “Maybe both, Mom. Don’t you know how pretty you are?”
Joanna laughs somewhat bitterly. “Boys always say things like that when they’re horny.” She climbs onto the bed, lying on her stomach. Her heavy, full breasts flatten and spread from beneath her and her fleshy, but firm ass cheeks are proudly on display. She turns her head towards Danny. “Thank you for asking. I would like for you to ask first.”
Danny waits uncertainly. Joanna smiles at her son and in suddenly husky voice, says, “Go ahead, son.”
She watches as he strokes his pole. He watches her. Just before Danny cums, his mother murmurs huskily, “I love you, son.” Her words seem to trigger his orgasm and he is almost caught off guard. Even so, the first streamer of semen shoots over his hand and plops wetly on his mother’s left ass cheek.
When Danny is able, he says in almost a whisper, “I’m sorry, Mom.”
Joanna sighs and wipes up the jism with her fingers. She glances at the thick wad of cock cream and as she wipes and rubs it into her thigh, replies, “That’s all right…accidents happen.” Danny doesn’t notice that when his back is turned, his mother licks her fingers and smiles.
The next two days are hard for Joanna. Danny approaches her six times during the two days and each time she allows him to masturbate while she poses primly for him. It is becoming hard on her though. Now she is the one in a constant state of arousal…nipples swollen and aching, pussy wet and on fire. Despite several showers, she reeks of rut, causing her son to react even more, not understanding that he is instinctively reacting to his mother’s desires and needs and her sexually charged body aroma.
Joanne is on edge, but manages to be supportive of her son, even teasing him at times about, “How much sperm can one man produce?”
It is the middle of the following day, she is allowing Danny to jack off while she poses as she did the first time, sitting up, her legs together. She squirms as if terribly uncomfortable. A hand strays to her right breast and she trails a finger around her heavy breast, finally rubbing a nipple. Joanna isn’t even aware that she’s doing it.
Danny groans as she plays with her breast. Joanna glances downward and realizes what she’s doing. A hint of a smile plays across her face. I comprehend that another moment of decision is approaching. Joanna pulls her knees upwards slowly and then even more slowly spreads her knees apart, giving her son his first really unobstructed view of her hairy pussy. As she spreads her knees, she lets her legs slip down forming a diamond at which the top is her cunt. She slides a hand down her thigh, letting her fingers tangle in her bush and then uses one finger to spread out her pussy lips. Joanna is already aroused and it takes very little urging for her labia to flower out, revealing her wet, pink cunt meat, juices visibly oozing down to her ass crack.
Joanna looks up at her son, defiant yet shy, and smiles lovingly at him as he finishes stroking. Danny’s cock jerks and erupts with a furious burst and Danny totally obsessed with ogling his mother’s body, forgets to cup his free hand and catch his jism. Streamers of semen arch across the bed and splatter his mother’s body. His first spurt splashes on his mother’s left breast, a second streamer lands on her stomach, and a third shoots into her bush, clinging to her pubic hair.
As he winds down, he starts to babble an apology, but Joanna holds up her hand. “No, baby…Mommy’s not mad. It was my fault. I was…teasing you. I can’t get over you thinking I’m pretty and sexy.” As his mother speaks, she is using fingers to wipe his sperm off her chest and belly, ignoring the wad of semen in her bush.
“But, Mom, you are hot and sexy!” Danny insists. He hesitates before speaking again. “Why did you do that, though? Uh…showing me your…um, pussy?” Joanna’s legs are still spread and she shows no inclination to move.
Joanna bites her lower lip (forgive me for forgetting to mention, Joanna has a cock hardening overbite!), and giggles. “I don’t really know, son. I…uh, guess seeing you hard all the time has me worked up a little.” Joanna shrugs. “I guess Mommy’s horny too.”
Danny’s cock rises a little from its half erect state with this sudden frank talk with his mother. “Um, I guess…well, Mom, maybe you should do what I do…masturbate.”
“I can’t, Danny. Not in front of you like this.”
“Why not, Mom? I’ve been jacking off in front of you for days. And…and I’ve seen you do it before.”
Joanna looks up in surprise. “When? Certainly not here.”
Danny shrugs his shoulders bashfully. “Last summer. Mrs. Brown gave me a ride home from the ball practice. I went up to my room and I saw you in the backyard sunbathing. I could see your breasts.”
“Omigod, son. I was…I wasn’t wearing that white bikini, was I?”
Danny replies, “Yeah. Only you had the top off. I watched you put your fingers down under the bikini and play with yourself.
Joanna sits up…her nipples so hard and long. “What did you do?”
“I, um…I jacked off watching you finger fuck yourself.”
Joanna moans and falls back against the pillow. “I had no idea…the very thought of you masturbating watching me masturbate. It’s sooo wicked, so…ohhmmmm!” Joanna can’t take it anymore. She plunges her fingers into her pussy…the same fingers covered in Danny’s semen!
Danny watches his mother’s display of carnality for a few minutes as his cock quickly recovers and then he begins masturbating again. Mother and son masturbate together, watching each other as both build to climax. Danny shoots another load seconds after his mother begins cries out in orgasm, four fingers plunged deep into her cunt.
After catching her breath, Joanna looks at her gooey, cream covered fingers, pussy juice and sperm mixed together. “My God, son. What you must think of your mommy now.”
Danny grins. “I think my Mom is the sexiest, most wonderful Mom in the world!” He climbs into bed and kisses his Mom on the cheek. They snuggle and talk lowly…mostly little endearments and “I love you.”
That evening, I dim the lights, but neither Joanna nor her son appear to be sleepy. They lay side by side holding hands, both staring up at the ceiling. Both are quiet for a long time. Danny’s cock stands up straight, long and very hard.
“Danny?”
“Yes, Mom?”
“When you jacked off…watching me in the backyard, I wish I had known. I wish I could have watched you too.”
Danny’s cock head swells. He begins to stroke his penis. Joanna sighs and I see her free hand begin to finger her cunt. Their moans and sighs fill the air. Then…oh, then I see Joanna release her son’s hand and slide it across his belly and Joanna wraps her fingers around her son’s thick, erect dick. Slowly, she begins to stroke Danny’s cock!
“Ohhh, Mom!” Danny gasps. Joanna reaches across with her other hand, fingers smeared with cunt cream and takes Danny’s hand. She guides him to her breast, urging her son silently to knead her tit flesh…to toy and pinch her nipple. Joanna spreads her legs wider, draping one shapely leg over Danny’s thigh and she guides her son’s hand down across her belly, through her thick muff and between her legs.
“Oh, son…I love you!” Joanna sighs. Mother and son now masturbate each other. Joanna gasps for breath as she talks Danny through the process of finger fucking his mother. Danny’s mom brings him to the edge of cumming again and again. Finally, both tumble over the edge and they orgasm almost simultaneously, the air thick with the smell of fuck sweat, jism and pussy juice. Mother and son roll together, embracing…Danny’s fingers still in his mother’s pussy and Joanna’s fingers keeping a firm grip on her son’s dick. They kiss, Joanna’s tongue diving into her son’s mouth, a passionate soul kiss.
I am overjoyed as they kiss and touch…delighted when Joanna licks her fingers clean of her son’s semen. Danny responds by sporting another erection and licking his mother’s juices off his own fingers. They fall asleep, hands on each other’s sex, smiling as they slumber.
The dam is broken. A mother’s and son’s greatest, most secret desires have been released and having been unleashed, have no restraints. Morning finds Joanna kneeling in front of her son, jerking him off into her face. He explodes with thick streamers splashing across his mother’s face. She laughs and wipes her face clean, licking her fingers hungrily. “Your father just doesn’t understand how much I enjoy the taste of cum,” Joanna tells Danny.
Afternoon finds Joanna flat on her back, legs propped up over Danny’s shoulders as she instructs him on how to fist fuck her pussy. Her screams alarm her son as she orgasms, but he literally clamps her cunt muscles down around his hand, refusing to let him go. As evening falls, Joanna kneels between her son’s thighs and sucks his cock for the first time. Danny actually cries as his mother drinks his semen and sucks him dry. They fall asleep that night, Danny’s face still nestled in his mother’s pussy after eating her cunt until she passed out from exhaustion.
The next morning finds mother and son locked in a passionate sixty-nine, arms and legs wrapped tightly around each other as they lick and suck each other to orgasm. Like newlyweds, they can’t keep their hands off each other. When resting, they talk quietly, both confessing the unspoken desire for each other that has been building for a long time…the long repressed love they have both felt for each other.
For two days, they continue to lick, suck and touch each other. They discuss whether they should go all the way…both aware of the consequences, both aware of me, both burning for each other. It is obvious though, that their need for each other, their desire to express the ultimate expression of their love will overwhelm them.
The next day I watch as mother and son pet and neck all day long. Joanna breaks down, telling her son how much she loves them and that though society may condemn them, she wants her son to make love to her. Danny and Joanna kiss and embrace. Joanna lies back on the bed and spreads her legs wide. Her son climbs between her thighs. His cock is more swollen than I’ve ever seen it…precum oozing from the tip. His mother guides his cock towards her wet and flowered pussy. It is time.
“THE MOMENT OF TRUTH HAS ARRIVED,” I announce.
“Damn it, Creep,” Joanna snaps. “Aren’t you happy enough just to watch us? Aren’t you getting your rocks off watching a mother and son have sex?”
“YOU HAVE BEEN EXCITING TO WATCH, BUT NOW…NOW YOU HAVE DISCOVERED WHAT YOU ARE TO EACH OTHER. NOW YOU ARE ABOUT TO FULLFILL YOUR DESTINY. BUT, YOU HAVE A CHOICE.”
Both of them groan. “What choice, Creep?” asks Danny. His cock visibly throbs as it is so achingly close to his mother’s flowered, soaked pussy.
I flick a switch and both turn and look as the door to their room opens. “WHAT IS YOUR DESIRE? YOU ARE FREE TO LEAVE OR IS MAKING LOVE TO EACH OTHER, COMMITTING MOTHER-SON INCESTUOUS LOVE MORE IMPORTANT. WHAT DO YOU WANT?”
Total silence as mother and son look at each other, look at the door and freedom and then return to stare into each other’s eyes.
“WHAT DO YOU WANT?”
Joanna looks intently into her son’s eyes. In a loud, clear, determined voice, Joanna says, “I want my son to fuck me. Please, Danny, fuck me. Fuck Mommy hard!”
“I love you, Mom!” Danny moans and plunges his hips forward, sinking his hard cock into his mother’s hot, steamy cunt! Joanna sobs as she flings her pelvis upwards to meet her son’s thrusting cock. Her legs come up and cross behind Danny’s back and she pulls her son to her as cock is buried deep within pussy until mother and son are joined as one.
Danny and his mother embrace as he lowers his head to kiss Joanna on the lips. Joanna grinds her pubic mound against Danny’s crotch, his pubic hair entangling with her thick bush even as her heavy breasts crushes against her son’s chest, nipples dragging deliciously against his skin. For long minutes, they move only subtly, each trying to get closer to the other to become one orgasmic organism.
Then with his mother whispering endearments and guidance, Danny begins to slowly piston his thick dick in and out of his mother’s pussy. Joanna moans and coos as pleasure sweeps through her body. Mother and son move back and forth, driving into each other’s body.
“Yessss, sweet Danny! Fuck Mommy long and slow,” Joanna sobs. Minutes pass and their movements quicken. Danny is struck dumb by the incredible sensation of his having his mother’s pussy wrapped around his erect penis. Joanna guides her son’s lips to her rigid nipples and he bites and sucks them as he drives his cock into his mother’s pussy with increasing force.
Arms and legs wrapped around her son’s body, Joanna cries out, urging Danny to fuck her harder. “Yessss, son! Give it all to Mommy! Fuck me with your big dick! I want it all, Danny. Give Mommy all your fat cock loving!”
Covered with fuck sweat, their bodies slapping together noisily, both mother and son scream as they begin to orgasm. Danny pumping a monster load of hot semen into his mother’s womb sends Joanna into an incredible orgasm, her body arching upwards as if she is being electrified. Both sob and groan and kiss. Exhaustion sets in and mother and son fall asleep, Danny’s cock still buried deep inside Joanna’s pussy.
While they sleep, I enter and leave them a gift, taking a moment to appreciate the erotic sight of a mother and son embraced in post-coital bliss.
The next morning, they begin the day with Joanna squatting on her son’s ever hard cock, fucking him with breathtaking intensity. Joanna is an icon of motherly sexuality as she bounces up and down on Danny’s stiff dick, her thick mane of hair whipping about as her meaty tits bounce up and down.
Later, they find the bottle of champagne with the note, “Congratulations. Consider the next few days as your honeymoon!”
And they do. For the next seven days, I am a privileged witness to an incredible exhibition of incestuous carnality as Joanna and her son fuck and fuck and fuck in every conceivable position. Danny prefers fucking his mother in the old fashioned missionary position while Joanna seems to favor taking her son’s cock doggie style. Every morning seems to begin with a sperm facial as Joanna jacks and sucks Danny’s cock until her son sprays her face with his jism. Once a day at least, Danny licks his mother’s cunt clean of his semen and shares it with Joanna in a deep soul kiss that usually results in another incestuous fuck.
On the last evening of that seventh day, I speak to them for the last time. “HOW ARE YOU TODAY?” I ask this as they cuddle after a particularly intense bout of mother-son lovemaking.
“Perfect, Creep, even if you were watching us make love,” answers Joanna.
“I CONFESS. I WAS WATCHING. YOU AND YOUR SON ARE MAGNIFICENT LOVERS.”
Even lying naked in her son’s arms with his sperm leaking from her pussy, Joanna manages to blush.
“ANY REGRETS?” I ask.
Joanna considers for a moment. “Only…I didn’t know what I had right under my own roof. My husband hasn’t really been a husband in many years and I’d forgotten how wonderful love can be.”
“ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH DANNY?”
Joanna looks at her son with both the gaze of motherly love and carnal love…a delicious blend. “Oh yes! I’m head over heels in love with my Danny!”
“AND DANNY, ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH YOUR MOTHER?”
Danny smiles, hugging his mother to him possessively. “Yes, with all my heart.” Joanna coos and kisses him.
“AND WHEN YOU LEAVE HERE, WILL YOUR RELATIONSHIP SURVIVE?”
Mother and son gaze at each other. I’ve heard them discuss this late at night. “We…we don’t know how, but we both know there is no going back,” Joanna says. “No matter what, we will be together.
“I HOPE SO. A LOVE LIKE YOU TWO SHARE IS A RARE AND PRECIOUS THING.”
“I don’t get you, Creep. Besides getting your rocks off, what do you get out of this?” Joanna asks.
“IT IS TRUE THAT I SAVOR YOUR EROTIC, INCESTUOUS RELATIONSHIP, BUT MY REWARD IS TO HAVE THE PRIVELEGE TO HAVE PLAYED A ROLE IN THE BIRTH OF SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL.”
“Well, whatever your perverted game is…thank you,” Joanna says. “I truly found my true love here,” she adds as her hand fondles her son’s growing cock.
“YOU’RE WELCOME. GOOD NIGHT.”
And so their time with me ends. That night, sedatives in their food render them unconscious. They awake the next morning before dawn, in Joanna’s minivan, parked in a deserted parking lot of a shopping mall. My devices implanted in their car provide me with their tale of astonishment and disbelief. They have been my guests for twenty days…or a lifetime, depending on your point of view.
They recognize their location and only belatedly realize they are now dressed. The decide to go to the nearest police station, but to my delight, Joanna suggests one last bout of lovemaking, “Before all the hoopla starts.” They climb into the back of the van and Joanna spreads her legs for a tender bout of mother-son lovemaking until the sun rises. It gives me courage and hope.
Their return is greeted as a media sensation. For almost three weeks, the authorities have been searching for them, but to no avail. Joanna’s husband was the police’s number one suspect. For days, speculations abound. I am somewhat grateful that Joanna and Danny act clueless. They report being held prisoner in a windowless room, never meeting their captor whom they dubbed, “The Creep.” The pallor of their skin bears out their imprisonment. In private, information not released to the press, they admit to the authorities that they were kept naked during their imprisonment. Only one FBI agent even hints at a sexual relationship between mother and son, but he is summarily shouted down by other law officers.
After a few days, things settle down. The media dogs pursue other, fresher stories. Joanna and Danny return home to a lukewarm welcome from her husband. Joanna and Danny can resist their needs and desires for only a day or so. My monitors show Joanna slipping into her son’s bedroom and sucking his cock after her husband falls asleep.
While the husband is at work or out playing golf, Danny spends the time well, with his mother, pleasuring Joanna with his mouth and cock. It is a sad commentary on her husband’s part that he shows even less interest in sex with his wife than ever before.
Mother and son steal every minute they can and I’m proud of their efforts. And then Joanna misses her period. “Their “honeymoon” proves to have been productive. Joanna is pregnant with her son’s baby. Joanna decides the time is right. She files for divorce. Her husband, discovering his wife is “knocked up,” takes almost everything. Joanna and Danny move into a rundown apartment, scared, broke, starting their new lives from scratch, but deeply in love and committed to creating their own family. It is time to bring them full circle.
I send one of my attorneys to visit them. He tells them that an old friend they might know as “The Creep” wishes to help. He hands them a savings account deposit book that has $500,000 in it. The account is in both their names. He offers them round trip tickets to an island in the South Pacific. It is near Tahiti and has every modern convenience including a hospital.
“Our mutual friend would like to invite you to live on his island. He wishes you to know that all residents there appreciate and enjoy the lifestyle you have chosen for yourselves.” My attorney smiles knowingly. “I live there and I hope you will visit my home. My daughter and I would love to get to know you both.” He tells them the choice is theirs. Regardless, the money is theirs to keep.
To my delight, they come to my island within the month. Joanna is six months along by now. Joanna and her son marvel at the relaxed nature of my island’s society. Many chose to go au-natural…it is law that clothing is optional. Not quite ready to go naked in public, Joanna favors a micro-bikini that barely contains her now even heavier milk swollen breasts. After meeting many couples, (fathers-daughters, brother-sisters, other mother-sons, uncles-nieces and so on) and families (larger family groups that have embraced incest), Joanna and Danny decide to take the final step.
On a beautiful Sunday morning, Joanna in her white, almost transparent bikini and her son, Danny, are married…the lovely, incestuous bride radiant with a seven months pregnant swollen belly. They shed their last inhibitions by celebrating their joining by making love in front of all their new friends, including their minister and friend, referred to affectionately as “The Creep.”
Two months later, Joanna delivers a beautiful baby boy. Today, mother and son and their toddler live happily amongst those they consider friends and family.
The I-Room has been a success. I look forward to future challenges.
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What the hell is goin on?
That night, Carter was all that I could think about. I have never had my dick sucked like that before. I was still shocked at my feelings towards this man, but one thing that I know for sure is I will consider myself bi-sexual. I had my first gay experience, and I wanted to make sure that I had many more. The next day, I was unable to go to the gym. I had to be to work for a once-a-year meeting that would start early. The events yesterday made me completely forget to tell Carter in advance. Carter called me that night.“Hey Mike” Carter said.“Hi” I replied.“Look, I hope that I didn’t upset you yesterday, or make you uncomfortable” Carter inquired.“Not at all. I had a meeting that I forgot to tell you about given what happened, but the truth is I have not been able to forget about yesterday” I told him. “And I meant what I said in that note. You gave me great pleasure and I haven’t given you anything in return! I will see you tomorrow morning at the gym.”After I hung up with Carter, I was unbelievably horny. I had to jack off right away, or I was going to explode in my pants. I looked up some of the usual porn on the internet, but the truth was I didn’t need it. I had the scene from yesterday stuck in my head, and it was all the material I needed to get off. I had one of the best jack off sessions of my life, and one of the most intense orgasms I have ever given myself. I even stimulated my anus a little bit, which was not unheard of, but definitely unusual. I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed stroking my cock or playing with my ass that much.The next morning, I got up and went to the gym as usual. I drove along and visualized the plan that I put together while drifting off to sleep last night. I decided that I did not want to wait to return the favor to Carter. I arrived at the gym right on time and walked in the doors with Carter as usual. We made eye contact, and I definitely felt something that was not there before the shower scene. We proceeded down to the locker rooms as usual and changed, probably paying a little bit more attention than usual to each other. I started to make conversation as we walked out to the floor.“Do you have to work today?” I asked.“No, actually I have the day off” Carter replied. I just smiled.“I’ll be right back, I forgot something in my bag” I said. I ran back into the locker room. I came back out in five minutes and Carter was waiting for me. “What took you so long” Carter inquired.“I had to pee” I answered. “Can we make it a short work out today, I would like to get some breakfast when we are done.”“Sure” Carter said. We continued with our workout which lasted about a half an hour. We went back to the locker room and showered, staring at each other the whole time, but not daring to do anything because there were plenty of people around. When we were done, we headed out to the parking lot.“Alright, follow me” I said. I drove off with Carter following me to the restaurant down the street. We sat down in the restaurant and ordered breakfast, just staring at each other, reading each other’s minds. There was so much that was understood, yet unsaid. Now was the time to enact my plan. I slid my shoe off and reached across under the table and placed my foot in Carter’s crotch. He was already hard. He didn’t even look surprised when my foot made contact with his dick! We hurried through our breakfast, and I told Carter that I called off of work today. I asked him if he would like to come over to my place. He followed me back to my house.We walked up to the door of my house and I unlocked it. I stepped inside and Carter followed. He looked around and wasn’t surprised to find my place extremely neat. Without another word, I turned around and kissed him on the lips. While we were kissing, my hand was searching and exploring Carter’s body. My hand slipped under his shirt and I tweaked his nipple. His hand roamed around and groped my ass. I started to slide my hand down his stomach and I undid his pants. I broke the kiss to undress him. I slipped his shirt off first, followed by his pants and underwear at the same time. His 7 ½” cock flopped out of his pants right in front of my face. Without even thinking, I took a man’s cock into my mouth for the first time in my life, and I absolutely loved it! I couldn’t believe that I never had this urge before. I sucked on his dick and balls for a couple of minute, when Carter pulled me up by the shoulders. He proceeded to take my clothes off so that we were both naked. I led Carter into my bedroom to my king size water bed and pushed him down on his back. I continued my first blowjob, swirling my tongue around his cock, pulling it out of my mouth now and then to work on his balls. Carter was clearly enjoying himself, and so was I. When he said he thought he was getting ready to come, I stopped sucking his dick.“I want you to have a special orgasm” I said.“This is special” he answered.“Yes, it is, but I want something else” I replied. I got up and walked into the bathroom. When I returned, I tossed Carter some lube and told him that I wanted to get fucked in the ass. A look of pure joy came over Carter. He didn’t even say a word. He stood up and led me to the bed and pushed me down on my stomach. He started applying the lube to my ass, slowly working in and out of my asshole with his index finger. He slowly worked his way up to three fingers, and I enjoyed the feeling so much that I couldn’t take it any more. “I need you now” I said. He stopped fingering my ass for a moment to apply lube to his dick. “Her e we go. Are you sure you are ready” he asked.“Yes” I nearly screamed. With that answer, Carter moved forward. I felt my ass cheeks part. A moment later, I felt the head of his dick touch my asshole. Carter applied a little bit of pressure and the head popped in fairly easily. He waited a minute or so, and started to push his dick into my ass. Slowly, he pushed in about another inch and waited for me to get used to his dick. This continued for a little bit without me feeling any pain. When I thought he must be nearly all the way in, I glanced back and he was only just over half way in. I was a little bit shocked, but not quite as shocked as when Carter started to push again. Now I felt a burning, tearing sensation in my asshole. It was pretty painful, but I was feeling tiny waves of pleasure at the same time. My cock was rock hard and I was extremely horny. I wanted more. About three minutes later, Carter was finally all the way into my ass and it felt great. Slowly, Carter started to pump his cock in and out of my ass. The pain worked itself out, and I was feeling nothing but pleasure. Carter pulled me up to my hands and knees into the doggy style position. Once we were into that position, he really started pounding away at my ass. At the same time, he was reaching around and stroking my cock. I have never felt anything like this in my life. I was enjoying listening to his balls bounce off of my ass and enjoying the feeling of my cock getting stroked even more. After a solid five minutes of ass pounding, I felt his cock getting tense. I knew he was getting ready to cum! I was a little bit surprised because I could feel my cum building up as well. This feeling was great. Carter picked up his pace slightly, and I was feeling solid pleasure. I felt the final tense up in Carter’s cock at the same time as my own, and I exploded in orgasm. As I was shaking in waves of pleasure, I felt torrents of cum filling up my asshole. I looked down and saw a significant puddle of cum on my sheets, and Carter and I collapsed on my bed. He pulled his dick out, and I felt the cum seeping down my leg. A second later, I felt Carter’s tongue licking the cum off of my legs. He then surprised me by licking the cum out of my ass. A week ago, the thought of this act would have disgusted me, but it turned me on even more. I would have liked nothing more than to fuck right then, for the rest of the day, but I was spent for the time. We rolled over and went to sleep. When we woke, we had the most satisfied smiles I have ever seen.“I can tell, we are going to be really good friends” Carter said.“Definitely” I replied with a smile and a brush of his cock.
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I drive for Uber and this story is based on what happened with a little judicious editing for content and interest… there are no such things as aliens…
The continuing story of Mark and Allison
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I was the last one to wake up of the three of us. When I came to I saw Hannah and Abby, huddled together a few feet from me, whispering.
“How’d everyone sleep?” I yawned.
“Good, we’ve just been chatting about last night,” Hannah replied. “Abby wants to suck your cock again.” That was welcome news.
“Really?”
“Yeah, I told her that I suck you dry every morning, so she doesn’t want your routine to be interrupted.”
“How considerate of her,” I joked, smiling broadly at Abby.
“Yeah,” Hannah agreed, “but let’s let her do it instead of me. She needs the practice.” I had no arguments here, so I made myself comfortable and smiled.
Abby smiled, “okay, this time is going to be really good. Hannah’s been giving me some pointers.” She unzipped the sleeping bag and threw the flap back, revealing my bare legs and boxer shorts. My hard on was obvious, and Abby gripped my shaft firmly. I grunted, smiling at both of them, and wondered if she’d learned any new tricks. Abby roused and prepared me by stroking my cock through my boxers, letting the gentle friction of the fabric arouse and pleasure me. I saw Hannah move in close and start whispering. I couldn’t hear but it was obviously directions for Abby, who peeled back my underwear and freed my cock. She smiled and gripped it again, rubbing my flesh with force, and opened her mouth.
Hannah continued to direct, and Abby was under orders to perform a long and thorough blowjob. This meant starting slow, licking all over but not taking me in just yet. Abby’s tongue tickled every inch of me before being directed to my balls. Here Abby was lost, unsure of how firm to be and where to aim her tongue. Hannah offered more advice but didn’t once lead by example, letting Abby learn as she went, and I was happy to be her test subject. She tongued my balls awkwardly and seemed relieved to return her attention to my cock.
Finally she got the green light from Hannah to take me into her mouth. Abby’s sweet lips parted, barely wide enough to fit me, and my head was engulfed. I bucked with pleasure. At this point Hannah gently placed her hand on Abby’s head and guided her motion up and down my cock, while simultaneously informing her of how to swirl her tongue, when to pull off and when to hold me in. She taught Abby the importance of saliva, you really can never get a blowjob that is too wet, and how to suction her lips around my shaft and truly suck. After a few minutes of instruction, all wonderful, Hannah told Abby she was ready to do it on her own. With a little bit of over the top theatrics, Hannah sat back and said aloud, with hands raised, “now suck his cock!”
Abby did, and Abby was a fast learner. Her second blowjob was many times better than her first, and I envied the lucky bastard who would receive these from her once she had really gotten the hang of it. Abby made sloppy sucking sounds, soaking my cock with plenty of slick saliva, and bobbed on me lovingly. She was able to slide further down on me than last night, not anywhere near the neighborhood of deep throating, but the pleasure was noticeably more intense. I felt the tip of my cock brush up against the back of her mouth at her deepest. I wondered if Hannah had imparted any wisdom about how to handle fitting a cock in her throat or if that was too much for this lesson.
Hannah held Abby’s hair as she sucked harder. I gyrated my hips and tried to eek out every ounce of pleasure from each downward suck of Abby’s fabulous young mouth. Hannah reached and gently cupped my balls, and smiled at me as she felt them tighten with an impending orgasm. I would soon find out if Abby learned anything about how to handle my cum load. Last night she hadn’t had much success, leaking and losing most of my cum. This morning wasn’t much different. I had restocked over the night, and this morning I injected Abby with a torrent of thick cum.
My cock pumped and fired, spraying into Abby’s mouth. She held strong, apparently determined to have a better showing than last night. The waves kept coming, thick wads spurting and coating her mouth. I watched with joy as her cheeks filled and her little throat made quick and repeated swallowing attempts. Still, the flow of my cum forced her to lose containment. A flood a cloudy white cum sprang from her bottom lip and rolled down the side of my cock. Hannah slid her finger to the base of my cock and gathered a helping for herself. She sucked her finger sweetly, winking at me, while Abby still struggled to swallow and hold me in.
My cum load was finished but Abby still held me in her mouth, letting me feel the sweet pleasures of her mouth contracting and squeezing as she swallowed. She finally let me loose and looked with wide eyes at the sloppy mess she’d created.
“Fuck, you cum a lot. I don’t know how you handle it all, Hannah.”
“I don’t,” Hannah admitted, “I can never swallow his whole load. But I keep trying.” The two laughed at this and shared a cummy kiss.
A voice from outside our tent but very near startled us. “Alright sleepy kids, get up, we’re cooking and we’ve got a lot going on today.”
“Oh fuck,” Hannah rushed to cover me in case anyone popped in. Abby reached for a t-shirt and began cleaning her face, moving to another corner of the tent so as not to look like she had slept with us. Luckily, the intruder did not open the tent, just rattled the outside and instructed us to get up.
We joined the rest of the family, each of us smiling broadly, and enjoyed breakfast. The day ahead was packed with activities and I hoped the three of us wouldn’t be too tired for some fun later. The first activity was a long hike with most of the family, with a picnic in the woods. By the time we returned everyone was tired and the group consensus was that we could all use a dip in the lake.
To my combined joy and dismay, this meant both Hannah and Abby changed into their bathing suits. Hannah once again strangled her tits in the tiny light blue bikini top but also emerged wearing a matching bottom that squeezed her and drove me crazy. She had obviously bought a suit a few sizes too small because her luscious pussy lips were clearly visible, squeezed tight and looking juicy through the fabric, and the little back side of the suit was too small to stay properly on her ass. Even though it was a regular bikini bottom, the fabric squeezed and slid and barely escaped her ass crack, turning a respectable two piece into a breath taking thong. I was worried that once wet, there was no chance the top that was barely hanging onto Hannah’s luscious mounds would hold them back any longer. I daydreamed about Hannah’s tits bursting free, soaking wet… Maybe Hannah was always this comfortable and open around her family, because no one seemed as shocked as I by her bikini.
Abby suit was more respectable but still stunning. Also a bikini, this red and white number fit her properly, which meant it was also fantastic. Her tits were held in place, not that they needed much holding up, and stood proudly from her chest. The curvature of her tight ass was highlighted perfectly by the smooth fitting bottom, and I couldn’t believe I had explored that body so thoroughly the night before. Just about the entire family proceeded to the lake, most everyone else in much more conservative bathing attire, and everyone looked forward to Uncle Ted and Aunt Lilly’s new boat.
The afternoon was full of swimming, splashing, and flirting. To my surprise, Hannah’s tits did not spring free like I expected, but they did glisten radiantly and I stayed in the water most of the time to hide my noticeable hard on. Each time Hannah and Abby playfully wrestled or splashed they looked at me, knowing I was drooling over them, and giggled. Eventually, Abby said she needed some relaxation and would be sunning herself for a while. Hannah said that was a good idea, but I held her back.
“Babe,” I stopped her.
“Yeah Shane?”
“Let’s sneak off somewhere, just us.”
“What?”
“C’mon,” I pleaded, “I have to fuck you. You’re outrageously sexy. Let me fuck that body.”
Hannah smiled and nodded. We both emerged from the water and Hannah quickly thought up an excuse.
“We’re… going to get some sun block. Be right back.” Abby smiled knowingly at us and mouthed the words “have fun.”
Hannah and I quickly trotted off the small beach and made our way up a winding path back towards camp. Soon, I pulled her off the trail and led her into the woods.
“Where are we going?” she questioned.
“You’ll see,” I said, pushing through undergrowth until I found the spot. “This should do.”
Hannah giggled. “Wow,” she said.
“Well, we can’t go back to the camp, your grandparents are there.”
“You’re right, you’re right.” Hannah stood for a moment, obscured by trees and bushes, looking down from a small cliff back toward the beach. Her family frolicked and played, and Hannah was about to be fucked.
I was beyond control with desire, and I treated Hannah rough. “Come here,” I commanded, pulling her by the arm. She stood before me, knowing I was going to violate her, and she whimpered.
“Be gentle,” she begged. I said nothing, reaching up and tugging once on her top. The thin piece fell easily and her full and beautiful tits popped free. They stared at me, two gorgeous mounds with hard little nipples, until I lunged forward and began sucking them ferociously. Hannah moaned, then quickly looked to make sure we wouldn’t be heard. I gathered her in, sucked hard on her tits, and fondled her ass roughly with both hands.
My cock was throbbing and Hannah massaged it through my trunks. I moved my hands up to her neck and shoulders and forced her down to her knees. She knelt motionless as I pulled my cock from my shorts and slapped it down heavily on her face.
“Open your mouth,” I commanded, and Hannah complied. Forgoing all foreplay, I aimed my cock directly at her throat and thrust. Hannah closed her eyes and eased her throat open, pushing her head onto me. I grabbed the back of her head with one hand and guided her down until her nose was pushed up against my stomach. Roughly, I began fucking her throat. Hannah gagged loudly, a sound I’ve come to love, and began squeezing her own tits. I grunted as I plowed her throat, feeling it give to my force and envelop my cock. Hannah never looked more beautiful than when she was gagging on my cock, and I stared deeply into her pleading eyes as I forced my meat into her soft throat.
Round and full, and clearly in view sticking well out behind Hannah, was Hannah’s voluptuous ass. Seeing it jiggle as I drove Hannah’s face onto me reminded me of how much I loved fucking Hannah’s heavenly asshole. In the weeks since our first night together, Hannah and I engaged in some anal play. I was practically obsessed with anal and while I knew it turned her on, I wasn’t sure if Hannah actually got much pleasure from it, so our anal exploits had been limited up to this point.
Roughly I pulled her off my cock, Hannah moaned loudly as she finally got to breathe, and I pulled her to her feet by the back of her head. I led her to a tree and told her to grab hold. Hannah did and I pulled her hips out, angling her so her triumphant ass was protruding as far out as possible. I pulled Hannah’s bikini bottom down and roughly pushed her legs apart. My throbbing cock brushed up against her soft ass cheeks and desire pulsed through me. I grabbed her hips roughly, using my thumbs to spread her supple ass, and I nestled my cock up against her clenched asshole. My cock had been well moistened by Hannah’s throat but we hadn’t any lube to ease the upcoming insertion. I considered diving down and bury my tongue in her, like I so loved, but I was too overwhelmed with lust to bear waiting any longer. I pushed my hips forward.
“Ahhh!” Hannah screamed loudly. I worried it must have been audible on the beach below and Hannah turned her head and bit her upper arm to silence herself. Her asshole had only given millimeters, barely clenched around just the tip of my cock, but already I could feel how rough this fuck was going to be. I flexed my legs and pushed further, pulling at Hannah’s hips as I did, stretching her ass to the width of my swollen cock. Hannah was whimpering but she didn’t say stop, and I don’t know if I would have even if she did.
The friction was intense. Hannah’s ass had a vice grip on the head of my cock and with each thrust it squeezed tighter. The heat and friction was like nothing I’d ever felt before and Hannah’s ass must having been burning with pain. I engaged in one long thrust and finally broke through some unseen barrier, be it physical in Hannah’s ass or psychological in her mind, and her magnificent ass accepted me. It was still incredibly tight, and when my cock reached its deepest point it was wrapped in heat so blazing I almost couldn’t handle it, but I had found my heaven. Hannah was beside herself, her legs seemed weak and her arms trembled to hold her up against the tree.
I leaned forward, pressing my chest up against her back, and whispered how much I cared about her into her ear. Hannah only winced and sighed, my cock inching deeper as I leaned in. I slid one had up off her hip and took her breasts in my hand. They overflowed my grasp and I kneaded them gently, eliciting soft sighs of pleasure from Hannah.
After fondling her breasts and kissing her neck and back, I stood back up to start my assault. At this point Hannah’s ass had held me in, deep, and had gotten all the chance I was going to give it to be comfortable with my invasion. I again gripped her hips tightly and began to pull halfway out. The air outside must have been 85 degrees, but after the heat of Hannah’s ass, it felt like a freezer blast on my exposed shaft. Hannah moaned and swore while I retreated, and down right shouted when I plunged back in.
I began this fucking with slow, deep strokes. Hannah swore and panted, grimacing each time my cock bottomed out. The pleasure was surreal, and I imagined myself slowly pumping Hannah’s ass for the rest of my life. But the pumps soon sped up, transitioning from strokes to thrusts, slamming Hannah’s ass cheeks against my skin with a loud slapping sound. A constant stream of animalistic grunts and growls I’d never heard before escaped Hannah’s mouth.
“Uhh…ahhh….nuhhhhhh…” she moaned. I thought I might have heard her trying to say ‘no’ but Hannah was incapable of forming words. Her body quaked and trembled so much that I think she was only holding herself up by shear will alone. I pulled at Hannah’s cheeks, spreading her and finding new depths. Hannah’s ass positively burned and I wondered how she could possibly feel any pleasure with what must have been intense pain.
With each inward slam I sent a concussive wave through Hannah’s body. When I hit bottom her ass and tits shook violently, a true sight to behold. Hannah’s body was that perfect point, neither fat nor thin, and each time we fucked I found the little shakes and bounces of her soft skin on her ass, stomach, hips, legs, and tits incredibly sexy and endearing. I couldn’t decide which I liked more: watching her bounce on my cock, or watching her shake as my cock impaled her.
I was nearing orgasm, the second one of the day. The first had been in sweet Abby’s warm teenage mouth. Abby was breath taking, a goddess, and I imagined her having an ass so tight that this kind of fucking would be down right criminal. As much as I was loving this weekend and exploring Abby, I knew as my cum boiled that Hannah was the woman for me. It may seem crass or perverted, but with my cock absolutely buried in Hannah’s ass, I was positive she was my personal goddess.
With one hand I gathered a clump of Hannah’s hair and pulled back. Her head rose and her back arched down, opening her ass to me like never before. My final push landed deeper and hotter than either of us imagined. Hannah screamed and I moaned with her. I held my cock there, letting the deep warmth and the writhing of each tiny muscle in Hannah’s ass work me to orgasm.
My cum launched from me and landed in some deep and unspeakable part of Hannah’s bowels. She could feel me filling her ass and for the first time I heard her say something that sounded like ‘yes.’ I continued to shotgun loads of cum into her and I could feel it backing up and forming a swirling vortex of cum around my cock. Hannah’s ass was full, between cock and cum every nook and cranny had been filled, and Hannah moaned a low sound that I knew from experience meant deep and thorough pleasure. My spent cock ached, suffocated by Hannah’s ever tight and clenching anus, but I never wanted to leave.
After minutes of savoring, both Hannah and I shaking, swearing, and sighing, I slowly pulled my cock from her ass. Hannah fell to her knees when I escaped and screamed one final time. My spent cock hung limp, still engorged but exhausted.
When Hannah had regained enough strength to dress and walk we hobbled back to camp, supporting each other as we went. When we reached our tent Hannah kissed me deeply and crushed her body into mine. Between kisses she told me how great it was, how she loved it. She never exactly said it felt good, I was still unsure if it did, but she made it clear she wanted my cock to violate her ass again and again.
An afternoon of lazy fun in the sun commenced. Hannah was exhausted, and after returning to the beach and the rest of the family, she spent most of the afternoon relaxing and tanning. Abby had a big grin on her face, not know exactly what we’d done but certain that we’d had some real fun. I took a private swim myself, letting the cool water wash over me and refresh my muscles, and I saw Hannah and Abby chatting on the beach. I noticed Abby’s shocked expression and assumed Hannah was relaying the details of a penetrating ass fuck.
Upon returning to camp, the three of us decided we could all use showers. Hannah and I gathered our things, heading for separate showers unfortunately, and headed down. The women’s shower was free but the men’s was occupied, so I trudged back up to our tent to wait my turn.
Abby hadn’t expected me to return. When I unzipped the tent flap I heard some clumsy rustling inside, and looking in I saw Abby wrapped in a sheet. Her face was bright red and she wore an embarrassed smile.
“What’s going on in here?” I asked, entering and zipping the flap behind me.
“Nnn… nothing,” she peeped, and I knew she was lying. I reached and tugged at the sheet. The thin fabric fell and I saw Abby, sitting sheepishly, her perky tits exposed with nipples standing straight out, and one of her hands buried between her legs. I smiled wide, and Abby giggled.
“Well obviously something was going on.”
“Yeah,” she shrugged, “I was thinking about what Hannah told me. About you. About…”
“About this,” I said, sliding my trunks down to my knees. My cock was half swollen, hanging as I stood. Abby smiled.
“Uh-huh,” she said, reaching her free hand up to cradle my cock. I stepped closer to her, standing almost up right in the center of the tent, so she could firmly grasp my cock. Both her hands began moving, one slowly massaging my growing erection, the other continuing between her legs. She spread slightly and I saw her hand resting in her crotch, her middle finger disappearing inside her juicy pussy.
“So, tell me about it,” I urged her.
“Hmmm, well, I was thinking about how you were rough with her.” Abby closed her eyes, imaging the scene from the woods. “And, uhhh, and how you fucked her, um, you fucked her…”
“I fucked her ass,” I said proudly. As the words left my mouth Abby groaned and rocked on her finger. “You like thinking about my cock in Hannah’s ass?”
“Ohhh,” she cried, her hand squeezing her delicious pussy and pushing her finger deeper. “Yeah, oh yeah.” She tried her best to keep stroking me but she was clearly focused on her own pleasure.
“Do you ever think about getting fucked in the ass?” I asked. Abby shook her head.
“I, uhhhh, I think about it, but I could never, ahhhhh, never do it. I haven’t even had sex yet.” She was right, Abby was so tight and inexperienced that she was not near ready to explore anal sex. Then again, so was Hannah during our first time…
“I have an idea,” I said, and Abby finally opened her eyes and looked up at me.
“You’re not fucking my ass, Shane,” Abby warned.
I laughed. “No, don’t worry. Just, here.” I took Abby’s hand and laid down next to her, on my back. “How about you suck my cock, and straddle your beautiful pussy over my face while you do it.”
Abby smiled. “69? Okay.” With that she repositioned, spreading herself over me and lowering gently onto my waiting mouth. She gasped as I slowly melted into her folds, savoring her flavor, and began massaging her hot pussy with my tongue. Abby leaned forward and gripped my cock, extending her tongue and teasing the tip. Her pussy was still firmly on my mouth, but as Abby leaned forward I watched in absolute amazement as her sexy ass slowly parted. For the first time I saw Abby’s virgin, teenage asshole, a creamy pink opening no wider than a pencil. I yearned for it, remembering fondly the first time my cock pushed Hannah’s insanely tight asshole open.
Abby smothered my cock with her mouth. She had clearly taken a liking to sucking cock and with each time she was trying to suck better than the last. Her warm little mouth was fantastic, eagerly slurping and sucking. I continued to eat Abby’s pussy, driving her to moan in pleasure on my cock, but I could never take my eyes off of Abby’s remarkable asshole. I watched as it clenched and relaxed, minor twitches, as she rocked on my face. Soon I couldn’t take the temptation any longer.
My hands slid up and took firm grasp of Abby’s ass. She still sucked happily, meeting the slight thrusting of my hips with long downward strokes of her mouth. She was getting me deeper than before, nestling my cock up against the precipice of her throat before sliding it back out. Slowly, my tongue made the short journey from Abby’s pussy, wriggling through warm and juicy folds, to her untouched ass. I heard a stifled yelp when the tip of my tongue first contacted her hole, and I held it steady there for a moment to let Abby relax.
She did, slowing her sucking down in anticipation. I wiggled my tongue and began circling her tiny hole, tickling the taught skin. Abby squealed and moaned and finally pulled off my cock. Soon I licked feverishly, soaking the outside surface of her asshole, and Abby whispered quietly, telling me to “lick my butthole.”
I did, I licked it passionately. Soon I pushed my tongue, struggling to slip it in, and began to caress the inner walls of her anus. Abby yelped and rocked back, sitting on my face now, and moaned constantly as I gently tongue-fucked her ass. She tasted great, Hannah always did also, and her asshole twitched with each plunge. My tongue was suffocated, unable to even push all the way in. My cock was straining, ready to explode, and I needed release.
I eased my exploration some, felt Abby relax, and used one hand on her back to guide her back down to my cock. She obliged, taking me back into her warm and moaning mouth. As she did her asshole was exposed again, wet and glistening. My hand remained on her back, keeping her sucking, while my other migrated towards her delectable hole. I swirled the surface with my pinky finger and Abby squealed loudly on my cock. She was trying to focus on sucking, but the anal pleasure was distracting her. I thrust my hips harder to get the full use of her mouth, and I gently pushed my pinky against her hole. The resistance was unreal. Abby was screaming now, stifled by my cock, and she yelped when my finger finally breeched her defenses. My pinky poked in, strangled by her asshole, only as deep as the nail, but the sensation sent Abby into convulsions, and it brought me to orgasm.
Abby was screaming on my cock and was unprepared to handle a load. My cum erupted and engorged her mouth. I heard her gag and choke as cum stuffed her throat and stifled her moans. She gurgled and pull off, my cock still spewing cum skyward. Abby coughed and choked, cum dripping from her mouth, as thick rockets landed on her cheeks and chin. I didn’t push Abby’s ass any further, knowing she couldn’t handle much, but I finished by devouring her sweet asshole one final time. Abby didn’t even bother trying to clean up my cum, she just laid above me and sighed, trying to take it all in.
When we had both caught our breath I asked, “Abby, would you like to see me fuck Hannah’s ass?”
Abby nodded sharply and said, “that would be so fucking hot.” It would be and I hoped we’d find time for it before the fast evaporating weekend closed.
After a few minutes, Abby and I managed to clean up enough to make our way to the showers. As we did we met Hannah, who informed me the men’s shower was free. I continued to the bath house but Hannah and Abby stopped to chat. I wondered if Abby would tell Hannah about what just happened and how Hannah would feel about it. I knew she would be okay with Abby and I having some fun, but I wondered how she would feel about me anally exploring her cousin.
After showers and dinner, the family spent most of the night together around the fire. It was the last night of the trip, we’d be leaving tomorrow sometime in the afternoon, so it was a big camp fire party. Hannah’s family was a lot of fun and I enjoyed the party, but my mind kept wandering to Hannah and Abby. Hannah had told me that we would make love with Abby and it would be her first time. I assumed tonight would be the night and anticipating such an event was making the party drag on forever. Alas the party bore on until midnight, and not wanting to leave suspiciously early, the three of us stayed and spent some quality time with the family. The entire time we winked and smiled at each other and when the party finally dispersed we three were seething with pent up desire.
When the three of us reached our private campsite, holding hands and giggling, Hannah finally spoke up. “I heard about what you did,” she said to me, Abby smiling wide. Hannah feigned anger but was licking her lips and squeezing my arm with lust as she spoke. “You licked my cousin’s ass? Huh, you violated my teenage cousin?”
I just shrugged. “She seemed to enjoy it.”
Hannah glared at Abby before dropping the act and blowing a kiss. “Yeah, you’re just turning this whole family into sluts aren’t you?”
I pulled Hannah close to me and motioned to Abby to join us. She grabbed Hannah around the waste and rested her head on Hannah’s shoulder. “No,” I said, staring deeply into Hannah, “just you two beautiful angels.”
Hannah pushed her lips up for a kiss, which I met, while Abby began sweetly kissing Hannah’s neck. Abby’s hands slid down between us, one fondling my package while the other rubbed Hannah’s pussy through her shorts. I caressed both as much as I could, my hands struggling to take in both these gorgeous women at the same time. My lips alternated between Hannah’s kisses, her supple neck, and Abby’s sweet lips. The mass of us slowly migrated towards the tent but when we reached it Hannah stopped us.
“Let’s do it out here,” she suggested. Abby smiled up at me.
“What? Where?” I asked.
“On the picnic table,” Hannah smiled. “C’mon, it’ll be fun. We’ll be able to see if someone’s coming from way off. Plus, Abby and I already decided on it.”
“When do you two find the time to discuss all this?” I asked rhetorically. Hannah just winked and began leading us to the table. Being the beginning of the camp season the table had been recently refinished, leaving a smooth surface devoid of agonizing splinters. I wondered how many people, if any, had ever fucked on this table before, and if it had ever seen a threesome. I guessed probably not, but then again some wild shit was happening in these woods.
Hannah and Abby had definitely spoken about this before and they seemed to have a choreographed routine prepared. I was happy to play my part. At the edge of the table Abby dropped to her knees and began eagerly pulling both mine and Hannah’s shorts to the ground.
Hannah whispered to me, “fuck me first baby, but save it for Abby.” I nodded, willing to go along with anything these two had in mind. Hannah and I resumed deeply kissing as both of us stood naked from the waste down. Abby looked at us with ravenous desire in her eyes. First she engulfed my cock, sucking furiously. After a few sucks she released and moved to Hannah, who put one leg up on the table bench to open herself. Abby blew a kiss to Hannah, about to taste her cousin’s pussy for the first time, and dove in. Hannah rocked back with pleasure, before placing her hand on the back of Abby’s head and driving her pussy down. Abby was tonguing her with lust like I’d never seen, these two really loved being with each other, and Hannah was quickly panting and moaning. Abby switched gears again, swallowing half my cock, letting Hannah catch her breath. This back and forth continued a few more times, both Hannah and I building to orgasm but being denied release.
“Sit on the table,” Hannah instructed me. “Yeah, now put your feet on the bench.” I did and Hannah climbed upon me. I sat on the table, feet on the bench, and Hannah straddled my towering erection. She slowly came down on me, gasping as my cock impaled her, and wrapped her legs around me. I held her ass firmly with both hands. Abby struggled to help us both removed our shirts and began shedding clothes of her own. Hannah sat for a minute, my cock buried completely within her, before beginning to grind. I loved Hannah’s pussy, fantastically warm and tight, and I wondered if I’d be able to maintain control and not cum before it became Abby’s turn.
Hannah, with guidance from my hands, began bouncing on my cock. She moaned with pleasure as each bounce landed me deep within her. Abby caressed and kissed her back, watching my cock penetrate her cousin. Soon Hannah lifted, pulling off of me, and my cock sprang free from her pussy. I thought this indicated the switch to Abby but Hannah stayed put, hovering over me. My cock was wet and sticky and the night air felt cold on my skin. I felt gentle fingers wrap around my cock and pull it slightly down, and then a new warm and wet opening surround me. Abby was sucking me, slurping at the juices that Hannah had soaked me with. Hannah craned her neck to watch, cooing with deep lust as her cousin sucked my cock. Abby released me and guided my cock back to Hannah’s sweet opening. The fucking resumed, hotter and harder than before. Every dozen thrusts or so Hannah would retreat again and Abby would devour my cock in her mouth.
As the orgy continued, Hannah sat heavily on my cock, pushing it into her velvety depths. My cock was crushed into the deepest recess of her hot pussy. She nibbled at my ear and said, “Shane, fuck my cousin, please fuck her.” I kissed her and told her I would if she wanted me to.
“Oh, yeah, please fuck her for me,” Hannah begged. I lifted Hannah from me and she rolled onto the table. Abby once again moved to suck me but I stopped her, pulling her gently up and leaning down to kiss her. Our tongues danced and she began climbing onto the table herself. Hannah rejoined us and directed me off the table. Then Abby sat at the table’s lengthwise edge and laid back, stark naked and beautiful before us. She laid on her back with her ass at the edge of the table, her legs dangling over.
I leaned down to Abby, our bodies pulsing with heat, and asked her if she was ready. She looked nervous but assured me she wanted this, and Hannah joined us in a three way kiss. I stood back up and told Abby to relax, I would take it slow, and to please tell me how it feels and if I should stop. Abby nodded and watched with wide eyes as I placed my hard cock on the outside of her pussy. No man’s cock had ever been there and, selfishly and unrealistically, I silently wished that this sweet young goddess would be mine forever.
I ran my cock along the outside of Abby’s pussy, her slick juices mingling with Hannah’s, and savored this moment. Hannah watched us, gently rubbing Abby’s chest and stomach and reminding her to relax. I placed the tip of my cock at Abby’s virgin hole and smiled at her as warmly and lovingly as I know how. I gently, agonizingly slowly, pushed forward.
Her pussy lips parted and accepted me, surrounding my cock with warmth. Abby’s mouth opened wide, a long moan punctuated by virgin yelps escaped. I felt Abby’s circumference, not as wide as I, and I felt it stretch to meet the demands of my cock. She was breathing sharply and biting her lip. As my shaft slowly disappeared within Abby began to rock, my cock was stimulating nerves that had never been touched before. I was hesitant to push in all the way but as long as Abby didn’t protest I continued the slow entrance. Soon my cock reached the pinnacle, Abby’s virgin pussy clamped around it, twitching, and I held it here. Abby was moaning and bucking, her pussy refused to relax and strangled my cock.
“How’s that?” Hannah asked, but the reply was only grunts. Hannah smiled at me and moved to the next stage of this preplanned show. She moved her angelic form up and over Abby, facing me, and straddled her cousin’s face. She carefully lowered herself onto Abby’s mouth, using two fingers to spread her pussy open. I watched as Abby reached her tongue upwards and it disappeared in Hannah magnificent pussy. Hannah let out a deep sigh, her eyes fluttering behind closed lids, before leaning to meet me. We kissed and smiled, each of us being pleasured by her divine cousin.
Concentrating on eating Hannah’s pussy, Abby began to relax. Her pussy was still a vice around my cock but the spastic twitches subsided and I decided I could move again. As slowly as when I entered, I began pulling my cock from Abby’s pussy. She moaned loudly into Hannah’s folds as I retreated, and any relaxing she had done was replaced by tense clenching. I only pulled out slightly, not wanting to over stimulate her, before pushing back down again.
Abby was a torrent of screams and cries, luckily all stifled by Hannah’s pussy rocking on her face, as I fucked her tight pussy as slowly and gently as I knew how. Speed and force, while wonderful, were not necessary to great sex. Holding back and being as gentle as possible was driving me wild and the pleasure from each millimeter of Abby’s virgin pussy was overwhelming.
Hannah told me to cum whenever I felt it, not to hold it too long because she wasn’t sure how much Abby could take. I understood, and the desire to flood Abby with cum began boiling up inside me. Hannah reached between Abby’s legs and using her thumb and forefinger, pinched Abby’s pussy lips together along the sides of my cock. Abby absolutely quaked with pleasure and I hoped desperately that she was enjoying herself. We had introduced Abby to sex this weekend and up until now the introduction had been a rousing success. Everything we did Abby enjoyed and she clearly was in a comfort zone with us. I hoped this, her first time, would be a success as well, the thought of Abby recoiling from us and sex because of a traumatic first time was more than I could bear.
I grabbed Abby’s hips and one final time thrust myself into her depths. Abby was breathless now and I doubt she was providing Hannah with much pleasure. Hannah’s fingers gently rubbed the base of my cock and Abby’s pussy lips as my cum began pulsing down my shaft. My thick and sticky load coursed through my cock and began to fill Abby’s heavenly pussy. Hannah matched Abby in moans and was certainly enjoying watching me pump the cum she so loved into another pussy.
My cock flexed and fired repeatedly, soaking Abby like she’d never experienced. She twitched and quivered and her pussy positively devoured my cum. I dumped my entire load into her, holding myself deep and savoring a truly once in a lifetime moment. When my convulsions finally stopped I felt Abby relax, her entire body softened and went limp. Hannah was beside herself panting and squeezing her tits.
I staggered as I tried to withdraw my cock. Abby’s pussy, virgin no longer, had a grip on it tight. I slid free and trembled. Cum began to leak from Abby’s puffy pussy. Hannah acted accordingly, leaning down and gingerly inserting her tongue. Hannah was careful to be gentle as Abby’s swollen pussy didn’t look like it could take much more penetration. Hannah scooped up globs of cum and was sure to use long soft licks to caress her cousin’s throbbing pussy.
We made our way to the tent, the three of us a tangle of kisses and hugs. None of us could believe what had just happened. Abby was basically speechless, and though Hannah and I both wanted to ask her all about it, we decided to let her relax. We fell into the sheets and snuggled like first time lovers. My two beautiful women held each other close and I wrapped an arm around the pair, and a deep sleep washed over us in no time.
When I awoke Abby and I were alone. It was clearly early, shreds of morning light barely blinked into the tent, and Abby was laying on my chest, absent mindedly swirling a finger through my light hair.
“Where’s Hannah?” I asked.
“Hmm, oh, she went to get us breakfast,” Abby said. “Shane, last night was amazing.”
“Really? I mean it was, I loved it, but I didn’t know if you did.”
Abby kissed my chest. “I did. I mean, it hurt some, I won’t lie, but beyond that there was a feeling I can’t even describe. It was wonderful.” I smiled and kissed her forehead, happy to hear this, though the next bit was a little sobering.
“Shane?”
“Yeah?”
“I loved it. And, I don’t want to be with anyone else.”
I was confused. “What about your college guy friend?”
“No,” Abby corrected, “I mean, I don’t ever want to be with anyone else. I want you and Hannah, always.”
“Well listen, I mean, I don’t think that’s really an option.”
Abby nodded slightly. “I know, I mean I’m not trying to suggest anything, I’m just being honest. I wish the three of us could be together, you know, like really be together.” I was touched by what Abby was saying, and it did sound like a marvelous fantasy world, but it was unrealistic, and I hoped the impact Hannah and I had made on this impressionable youngster wouldn’t end up being destructive.
Abby sighed and nestled into me. Moments later Hannah returned, sporting a cornucopia of treats. “C’mon,” she said, kneeling at the opening of the tent.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“Well we can’t eat breakfast in bed, silly,” she laughed and motioned for us to get up.
Abby and I put on some clothes and followed Hannah out of the tent. It was very early and the woods were quiet. Hannah led us past the picnic table and into the forest.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“You’ll see,” Hannah winked. Usually Hannah and Abby planned any adventures together, but Abby seemed just as confused as I. We continued through the woods until we were quite far from camp and definitely alone. Hannah carried a picnic basket and eventually led us to a small stream.
“Perfect,” she exclaimed and she turned to smile at us. She pulled a blanket out of the basket and spread it a few feet from the stream edge. Abby helped her pull breakfast goodies out of the basket and spread them out. Hannah had collected a few doughnuts, little boxes of cereal, single servings of milk, juice boxes, and a healthy looking cantaloupe. I knelt down to join them but Hannah stopped me.
“Ah ah, you stand there,” she commanded. I looked quizzically at her but she insisted. Abby seemed uncertain but stayed silent. Hannah took out a knife and split the cantaloupe in half. The melon was ripe and juicy. She set half aside and said it was mine, the other half they would share.
“Shane, do you think we’re sexy?” Hannah asked with pouting eyes. Abby joined in, kneeling next to Hannah in front of me and smiling sweetly at me.
“Uh huh,” I nodded.
“Have you had fun fucking us this weekend?”
I nodded again.
Hannah glimpsed down at my bulge and asked the obvious, “does thinking about fucking us make you hard?” I smiled and said fuck yes. Hannah and Abby teased me, each one running their hands over their own bodies, feeling themselves through their clothes.
“It’s time Abby saw how we really operate,” Hannah said, smiling devilishly at me. Then her expression turned serious. “Cum on my breakfast.”
Abby giggled and licked her lips. I smiled and removed my now hard cock and waited but neither of them moved to touch it.
“Nuh uh,” Hannah shook her head, “we’ve done enough for you. This one’s for us. Stroke that cock. We want to watch you masturbate.”
I obliged. It wasn’t hard to get aroused by these two. I removed my shirt and pushed my shorts to the ground. My cock stood proudly and my balls hung gently in the cool morning air. I wrapped my hand around my throbbing shaft and both girls gasped.
“You’re both so sexy,” I said.
“Don’t talk, just stroke,” Hannah commanded. I grinned and started, slowly sliding my hand all the way up my head and then back down. My cock ached and I wished I could be inside one of them. I knew blowing my first load of the day would feel amazing but I still burned to do it with their help. Alas, I would have to go it alone. Defiantly, I began throttling my cock.
The girls grinned as my hand squeezed and pumped. The usual fantasies, like dreams of Hannah’s heavenly asshole or sweet mouth, or even new fantasies involving Abby’s divine form, were not even necessary. In front of me I had both beautiful women, their angelic faces staring up at me with intense lust, rubbing themselves and licking their lips each time they glanced at my cock. It was enough to make any grown man absolutely explode.
Hannah reached down and picked up her half of cantaloupe. “Pump that fucking cock,” she ordered. I stroked harder, burning with desire.
“Stroke it, stroke that beautiful cock,” Abby chimed in. Hannah held the melon up to me with both hands, holding inches below my furiously pumping fist.
“Give me that yummy fucking load,” Hannah said sternly.
“Oh, cum for us baby,” Abby pleaded. That was all the encouragement I needed. My cock was bulging, the pleasure up and down my shaft was unbearable, and my cum rushed to climax. I leaned forward to angle my cock into the hollowed out middle of the melon. A watery burst shot forth, clearing the way for a tidal wave, and splattered against the orangeish inside of the fruit. I quaked as the pleasure of orgasm overcame me. A thick wad fire out, accompanied by a deep groan from myself and a lustful moan from each girl, and smeared into the melon. I bombarded the fruit, pumping out mouthful after mouthful of thick milky cum. A pool of swirling cum, splashing as each new thick wad fired into it, formed in the fruit. I gasped as the climax reached it’s zenith and the spastic bursts were replaced by one long rope of cum streaming out of me. I thought I might faint, my cock was so alive with tingling pleasure, and the final splatters of sticky cum dripped into the bowl. Hannah hadn’t missed a drop and was now mesmerized, watching my cum pool up in her breakfast.
My cum load was enormous and Hannah and Abby looked from it to each other in amazement. The pool, a mix of textures, densities, and shades from nearly clear, to stark white, to milky pearl, to foggy translucent grey, filled up more than half the volume of the melon.
“That should do,” Hannah finally joked. I settled down onto the blanket and gathered my breakfast. I didn’t eat much of it, though, as I watched these two beauties parse out and savor my cum. They began by each pouring a bowl of cereal in little styrofoam bowls. With little plastic spoons they heaped cum onto their cereal, a couple of spoonfuls each, and began munching away. I was hypnotized. With each crunch of cereal, little globs of cum smeared their lips and they licked it up hungrily. Hannah then coated two doughnuts with a thick layer of slippery cum, spreading it from edge to edge, and bit in eagerly. Abby followed munched on hers, the cum pool noticeably smaller now but not gone, and even began dipping her doughnut in it. This saturated her treat, her doughnut became soggy with cum, and she suckled and savored it and repeatedly expressed her love for my cum.
The two finished by sharing the cantaloupe, scooping out melon soaked in cum and devouring it. Eventually the juice from the melon was completely mixed with the remaining bit of cum and they took turns tipping the melon back and drinking the juicy cum mixture down. I smiled sadly as the breakfast display ended. This weekend had been amazing, but soon it would be over.
We made our way back to camp and joined the family for breakfast. The girls didn’t eat much. On the way we were mostly silent, and I think each of us was realizing how bitter sweet this trip was turning out to be. While Abby’s desires to be with Hannah and I longer term had seemed juvenile not long ago, now I think Hannah and I were thinking the same thing.
The morning wore on and people began packing up. We slowly dismantled our tent and supplies, trying to make the hours we had left last forever. Most everyone wasn’t leaving until that afternoon and we knew our hours to be together were slipping away. We desperately wanted to be together one last time and needed an excuse to get away from the family.
Around noon the entire family decided to head to the lake for one more swim. Hannah’s relatives would take the boat out and even the most elderly of her family decided they’d at least cruise on the boat for a while. Abby whispered to us that she had an idea. We watched as she approached some relatives and began complaining of a nasty stomach ache. Abby, being kind of a princess in the family, was immediately fawned over by many of her relatives. A few aunts offered to stay back and comfort her but she insisted they go, have fun. When finally asked if there was anything at all they could do, Abby looked at them with a darling face and just asked, if it wasn’t too much, to hang out in the new RV and watch a movie. Of course they said it was fine and Hannah immediately offered to stay back and comfort her favorite cousin. Since I was basically attached to Hannah, the clever trick excused me from the day’s activities as well.
We watched as the mass of family departed and I wondered how none of them were suspicious of the three of us spending so much alone time together. But, I guess they just didn’t expect this sort of thing from sweet, young Abby or from shy, innocent Hannah. Once they were out of sight, we eagerly climbed into the RV. Hannah locked the door behind us.
The new RV was as nice as expected, damn near a mobile apartment, and my mind raced at all the possible sexy adventures we could have if we had it to ourselves for a while. As soon as we were inside, Hannah and Abby locked in embrace, kissing passionately. I moved in to join them, and Hannah asked Abby if she was still sore from last night or if she would be willing again.
“Actually,” Abby smiled at me, “Shane and I were thinking something different.”
Hannah turned and looked at me with wide eyes. “Were you now?”
I smiled and Abby continued, “well, you see, I just can’t believe that you can fit Shane’s gigantic cock up your ass. I mean, how do you do it?”
“Oh,” Hannah laughed, “it takes some work.”
“Yeah, well, I won’t believe it until I see it.” Abby had a naughty grin and Hannah looked a little shocked.
“You want to watch Shane ass fuck me?”
“Well,” Abby shrugged, “yeah. I mean, I’ll have some fun too, but yeah, I want to see that so bad.” The three of us restarted kissing and I guess that settled the matter. I started a DVD in the player, on mute, just so we were prepared in case there was a knock on the door.
Hannah and Abby moved to a cushy couch, kissing and fondling, and I tried my best to peel clothes off of these goddesses. Hannah seemed determined to take in as much of Abby as she could while we still had her, and I’ll admit even though I loved nothing more than fucking Hannah’s ass I was a little disappointed that I wouldn’t be enveloped by Abby’s sweet warmth again. Hannah sucked hard on Abby’s perky nipples while I gave my attention to Hannah. She was soaking through her panties and I lovingly fingered her sopping pussy while she attended to Abby. When I finally removed Hannah’s panties, exposing her lovely ass and pussy, Abby halted Hannah and said it was time.
Abby stood up and Hannah moved into position. She moved to one end of the couch, bracing herself by the elbows on the arm rest, and pointed her magnificent ass at us. She turned her head to watch us and smiled as we adored her ass. I spanked her voluptuous bottom, not violently, to watch her sexy ass bounce and shake. Abby had a wide smile and gave Hannah the same spank, followed by a deep groping and kneading of Hannah’s full and luscious ass.
“What a sexy booty,” Abby winked at Hannah as she fondled.
I sat down behind Hannah and Abby knelt beside me. I gently spread Hannah’s ass, displaying a soaking pussy and her unbelievable asshole.
“Isn’t it so beautiful,” I asked Abby. She nodded, lost for words. “And it tastes so good, just like yours.” Abby was rubbing herself gently between her legs. “Get it wet for me, Abby.”
“What?” she asked, caught off guard by my request.
“I need it slick to get my cock in there. Why don’t you do it.” Hannah’s eyes were closed but she was biting her lip and breathing deep.
“Do it baby,” Hannah pleaded, “oh Abby, baby, please lick my asshole.” I rubbed Abby’s back to reassure her and after glancing at me with nervous excitement, she leaned in.
Abby stretched her tongue out ahead of her and moved cautiously. Finally, as my cock strained in agony, her sweet tongue touched her cousin’s asshole. Hannah exhaled and her hole clenched.
“That’s it baby,” I encouraged Abby.
Abby began to slowly lick the outside of Hannah’s tight hole. I watched, enraptured, as it moistened with saliva and Hannah began to moan. Abby’s tongue was nimble, as my cock would know, and it danced across Hannah’s ass and teased her twitching hole.
“Ah, mmmm, fuck, baby, fucking….” Hannah was loving every second of it. “Fuck, Abby, fuck, please, ah, get in there baby, please!”
Abby responded, pushing her tongue down. I watched as Hannah’s delicious hole parted and accepted her cousin’s tongue. Abby was tongue fucking her now, wriggling her tongue inside to stimulate the walls of Hannah’s anus. The more Hannah cried the faster and deeper Abby probed. The sight was truly the most amazing thing I’d ever seen. Abby, the gorgeous teen beauty, had her serene face buried in the voluptuous ass of my Hannah. Abby’s tongue worked feverishly, and I nearly came as I watched Abby push in to her limit and I saw her throat muscles flex as she desperately tried to dive her tongue in further. Abby devoured Hannah’s asshole.
Out of breath, Abby pulled free and Hannah wiggled with pleasure. Abby looked up at me and asked, “slick enough?”
I nodded and pulled my cock free as quickly as I could. I stood over Hannah and my bulging cock was ready to penetrate her. Abby reached up and took me in her hand and began guiding my cock to Hannah’s asshole. The tip reached the slick fuck hole and Abby released. She held her face very close, right under me, and watched wide-eyed as I flexed and pushed.
Hannah screamed as I bore her ass open. This wasn’t the first time, and it was slicker and wetter than yesterday in the woods, but I don’t think her ass will ever have an easy time taking me in. With pressure it gave, stretching and swallowing me. Hannah moaned and grunted, and Abby made amazing little sounds of pleasure and desire. My swollen cock slid deeper and deeper, violating Hannah liked I loved so much, until I felt that familiar bliss of being completely buried in Hannah’s ass. Her tight fuck hole was hot and welcoming. Abby’s ass play had relaxed and prepared Hannah for my cock, and though it was always amazingly tight and hot, Hannah’s ass felt ready for a firm fucking.
Moving in half strokes, I began rhythmically fucking Hannah’s sweet ass. The pleasure was intense, Hannah’s ass clenched around me and devoured my cock. I pushed her open with each thrust, causing Hannah to scream and Abby to moan loudly.
“Ahhh, you, uhhhh, like that, Abby?” I asked.
“Fucking hot, so fucking hot!” Abby answered. She kept reaching in to join us, gently, sliding her fingers around my slippery shaft as it plunged, squeezing Hannah’s ass, or fondling my balls.
I clamped a hand on Hannah’s shoulder and pushed her head down, angling her ass higher and allowing me complete access. I still pounded hard and each thrust landed millimeters deeper than the last. Hannah swore and yelled and told me she fucking loved it. My cock thunderously slammed Hannah’s ass and would soon explode.
“Uhhhh!!!” Hannah grunted as Abby used her sweet hands to spread Hannah’s ass open to me.
“Fuck her, oh Shane, fuck that butt hole!” Abby urged me on. I responded, slamming harder and harder into poor Hannah.
“Ahhhh!” I moaned as orgasm approached.
“Cum all over that fucking asshole!” Abby cried. A few deep thrusts later I complied. Hannah’s gripping ass massaged me to orgasm, and I pulled out sharply. Hannah moaned and clenched.
I pulled my cock out of Hannah’s ass but left it hovering just an inch above her violated little hole. A thick load rose up and blasted out of me, exploding against Hannah’s ass and quickly flooding her. Abby reached her hand up and cupped it just below Hannah’s pussy to catch any cum that drained from hitting the couch. I dumped a heavy load, not quite as large as this morning, but thick and hot onto Hannah’s asshole. The cum pooled up and spilled over, dripping down and sliding through Hannah’s juicy pussy folds.
I shook the final spurts of cum from my cock and leaned back, admiring the mess I’d made out of Hannah’s ass. Abby, overcome with lust, dove in where I had vacated. She buried her face between Hannah’s cheeks and began ravenously devouring Hannah’s cum soaked asshole. Moist slurping noises filled the RV as Abby hungrily gathered in my load, digging her tongue into Hannah’s ass to find my cum. Hannah was overwhelmed and breathless. Abby’s face was smeared with sloppy cum, and she looked gorgeous.
Abby finished by carefully licking Hannah clean all over, to be sure not to make a mess in the RV, sucking down the thick pool that had accumulated in her hand, and then by enjoying a few sucks on my swollen but softening cock. She seemed to love the taste of the inside of her cousin’s asshole. My greatest desires were being fulfilled and I wanted this moment to last forever.
Hannah and Abby spent the next half hour or so locked deep in passionate kisses. I savored the satisfaction of another cum-draining ass fucking. When the passion subsided, the three of us talked at length about how this weekend was a limited time only situation, that Abby would have to go her own way and we would be best to leave it at that. None of us wanted to say it, but there really wasn’t anything else that could be said. Abby cried and Hannah wanted to. We noticed the end of the silent movie on the DVD player and decided we should probably exit the RV and join the rest of the family. We were all sad and quiet, knowing the fun had to come to and end.
That was basically where we left it. When final goodbyes came around we all hugged, but the family was around so no words of love or desire we exchanged. Our longing stares at each other said it all. Abby climbed back into the red sedan, as beautiful as when she arrived, and left us.
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This is my first post! Hope it’s not too short. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
If you have not read Season 1, please read it or you will be mighty confused.
This is one of a series, it will make much more sense if you read them in order.
a story through Katy’s eyes