Incest

“I LOVE MY BROTHER”

I Love my Brother
By Blueheatt
….I looked thru the crack in the door, and I realized…. that my brother, Jay, had my heart….
I love my brother…..
Little did I know that it was ‘me’, he was thinking about…..I drifted into my world ….I got a feeling like no other…my imagination took over….I imagined…..(..drift..)
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…..he held tight…messaging…kissing… and holding me. I dropped to my knees. I kissed his dick…I took the head and slowly inserted it in my mouth….and it jumped….filling it with pleasure…over and over again….till I felt his pubes on my lips…..ooooo…OOOO…he spurted gobs of cream…. I felt his cream….all the way down my throat….it felt wonderful….my dream..
Shannon woke slowly….
….I lay back on my bed, rubbing my clit…. It was alive with lust….I couldn’t get enough. Finally I spread my legs wide, and inserted 2 fingers deep in my vagina. It felt so good…I closed my eyes and I felt a warm glow…. when it peaked ….my vagina moved by itself….slowly wanting to shake with joy….ahhhh…it was temporary satisfied……but wanting more….. lots more…
….I watched from the closet several more times in the coming days…he played with his dick till it got so big…I could hardly stand it…
I would get in the closet with no panties on, reach under my short skirt, and hope I said nothing….just a moan so quiet…
….that’s when he caught on.
…..I had my eyes closed, standing up in the closet, when I felt his hand cover my mouth….I gasp…not a word was spoken….then one hand over my vagina….. I felt his breath in my ear….
oh my I‘m caught…
He pushed my fingers deep…. between my legs. There was very little light as I next felt my fingers move forward to make room for….oh my…. He pushed his penis in place of my fingers. The next thing I knew I heard the downstairs door close. Dad was home.
….I scrambled out of the closet while… he kissed me quick…. and made it out of the room. My heart was pounding, but oh.… it was worth it. For the first encounter, it was ultra exciting. It was tingles like never before. I stood behind my bedroom door and waited…..
…. then he grabbed me from behind. He pulled me back…I had no panties on and a short skirt. (“Shhhhhhh”) he said….. His penis found my slit and…. it went in…. I froze with pleasure….never had something captivate my body…he squeezed me tight. My legs went wide open…I enjoyed the deep thrusts…my eyes closed…I got weak…..he speeded up and kissed my neck….we heard the door close…..we were alone.
…. He removed his penis my vagina ……I felt his butt cheeks…..his fingers were wonderful as he eased me on to the bed….he raised my skirt….he looked at my eyes….he kissed me over and over….my vagina was open …. He took his dick and rubbed it on the entrance. I held him tight as he eased it in…
This was our first encounter as lovers….
I felt the glow of his penis all hot and ready as he
pumped my pussy deep….I held my hips high to meet his with every stroke….my knees came up to his shoulders as his arms held me tight. He started to pump faster…I put my legs around his back and held on tight….’it’s beautiful’….I said.
He kissed me …our tongues were on fire…he said: “I’ve waited & waited for this chance and now it’s here.” I told him I’ve waited too and how I’ve wanted him and I….
the door down stairs door….
We quick jumped up and he grabbed his clothes and ran in the bathroom….I put my skirt down and sat at the computer….dreaming of the time when we could be together.
Weeks went by, not a chance except for a hot kiss or a pussy rubbing hug….all to quick….then I thought of where to meet. The only place to meet was thru a locked door. I looked at it and it took an old fashion key. I bent a paper clip and…….it opened. I couldn’t wait . I stopped him in the hall and told him the good news…he kissed me so soft and gentle….I reached over and fondled his huge hardon….he said tonight would be good. He fondled my breasts as I felt a hot flash go thru my body.
That night about 1 am a heard the door slowly open…..it was him. He snuck over to my bed…at last ….we hugged and kissed our hands were ramped with excitement…..I was stark naked and he had on boxers. We felt our body’s over and over as I removed his boxers…..he traveled down my breasts to my pubic hair. I was shaking as I felt his back….I brought my knees up and out and around his waist….he lowered his self to the start of my vagina…I squeezed his neck tightly as he put it in slowly….I felt it glide in…and…out as I kissed him ooooo it was heaven….I felt his butt and balls….as our tongues intertwined. I got on his ear a said….(…”I love you”…). He speeded up and groaned and he begin to slap our body’s together. I held on tight…oo…oo…then he let out with a groan….I kissed him….
… and cum filled inside my vagina…and more and more….
We laid there for an hour… it seemed like forever…his hardon never went down…then it seemed to come alive…and it started in on my vagina…slowly pressing it’s way in….#2 was on it’s way. The playing with my hair just added to the joy…I felt his body and pulled him tight. I started shaking him oooo he gonna cum, wham wham went the bed and he went deep until…..
Oh my god ……I pushed till I got the shakes.. ….a flood of cum came running out…and another…and another….and he collapsed…
All that could be heard was our breathing….
….. and two hearts…

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The Brother and Sister Next Door (7)

The Brother and Sister Next Door (7)
Lisa woke up, and Crystal was gone. It was 10am. She left a note saying: “I had to get going, did you enjoy last night?” Lisa thought back….
‘oh my god that was so hot, I’ve never cum so hard…ever. Wow, I squirted out my pussy it got so intense. I want to do that to Crystal so bad now….wait, better yet..we can do a 69er and both have a super cum…yeah…that’s what that was, a super cum. I want to make her squirt big time, I bet I can. I squirted all over her, and she liked it. I want some of that pleasure too.’
Mom stayed home today from work. She only worked because she was bored. Now everything had changed, she wanted all the time with Brad she could get, and he wanted that too.
Her mind drifted back to them making out so intense and having such great sex. She thought: ….’ Wow, I can’t remember when dad and I did it last, but is was lousy and at least 10 years ago or more. He drinks and can’t do a thing, but that’s all changed now. God I needed Brad and now I have him, and he wants me too. I don’t care what people might think, I need him in my sex life, and I’m going to have sex with him all I can‘……”Mom?”….huh…“Oh hi Brad, I was just thinking about you. I’m taking the day off today, I have someone I want to spend time with.”
Brad leaned over and kissed his mom softly and reached down her robe and felt her nice soft tits. She gasp and felt his dick and leaned over and kissed it over his pants. “Maybe we better work on that messy garage later.?” Brad said. She felt a warm jolt in her pussy….”Oh yes, (gasp) we better do that for sure.”
She thought….. She was a new person now. She had the best sex ever, even when she was 16, and had two boyfriends. They never had sex, but she has it now. She got another tingle in her pussy just thinking about having sex with Brad. She felt like a high school girl again, excited about a new boyfriend.
Brad went into Lisa’s bedroom and she was lying on her bed in deep thought. He sat on her bed and smiled. He whispered….(“ it was a little noisy in here last night, miss sweet tits.”) Lisa smiled and they talked one on one.
She said: “I have so much to tell you, I squirted for the first time last night. It was heaven, so intense.” Brad said she would have to show him how to make her squirt, that sounds so hot.
It was major hot, Brad. Mom seems happier than I’ve ever seen her, you make her happy now, and I love it.
She is so wonderful Lisa, she really knows how to turn me on, big time.
Just keep fucking her Brad, she deserves a good fuck, it’s been years, you know. About Crystal and Jen. They know each other, and she said that Jen fucks her dad over there too.
Brad said.. No shit!
Yes, she and bi Crystal have had sex many times too. Wow..the things that go on around here…Brad said, and they both laughed. Brad told Lisa, he has a little place set up for him and mom in the garage, so stay away if the door is locked, that means were fucking.
“Oh baby, I want to watch!”, Lisa said.
“No way. It’s back behind some stuff, and we can’t be seen.” Brad said.
“You can figure a way Brad, if you try.” Lisa said.
He thought, ‘well maybe thru a vent or….oh wait…there is a that pull down stair case to the attic, you could hide up there and peek at us. I’ll check it out first and let you know.’ Lisa hugged Brad and said thank you, I get off with real good orgasms watching you and mom moaning and fucking so hot.
Mom and I are going in the garage later today, but tonight I want to come in here so we can fuck us a good one…
You got a deal, big brother! They felt each other up and kissed intense before he left.
Lisa day dreamed at her window. She wanted to have sex with Crystal and it excited her just to think about it. Ahh, but tonight she was going to fuck Brad and teach him some things about how to get her hotter than ever.
Lisa notice something going on in Jen’s back yard. She stepped back, and closed the blinds down to just slits. It was their dad, messing with something. Here comes Jen. Just watching him. She puts her arms around him from behind , and humps him a little. He turns around and is shaking his finger at her. She takes his finger and sucks on it. His face turn from anger to a smile. She pulls him behind that lawn shed. Wow, he’s really kissing the hell out of her. I wonder what they’re saying. Gee, look at his hands go under her top and feel her tits….wow.
….Where’s Brad, he’s got to see this! She quick ran to Brad’s room and whispered: (..brad!, come quick, jen’s dad is feeling her up the their back yard!..) Brad, like a shot ran to Lisa’s room. They both peaked and watched. Now Jen’s dad had his hands down her shorts, feeling her butt. Brad smiled, and reached and did a quick grab of Lisa’s pussy. She reached and squeezed his dick and whispered: (..later! I want to watch this!) Jen went down on her knees. Her dad, shook his head, and lifted her up, looking all around. He turned her around and felt her tits from behind her. She reached behind and must have been feeling his dick. He swatted her butt and went back to work, as she headed for the house, she stopping to smile at our window, and holding up her arms like ’I tried’.
….Brad said: “ Sooner or later, her dad will fuck her in the back yard I bet, so keep an eye on it.” Lisa whispered: (“I dare you to try and grab my pussy again, lover boy!”)
The chase was on as Lisa took off like a shot. She yelled out…”MOM..Brad’s being mean to me.” …and just smiled at Brad from down the hall. Mom from downstairs said: “Brad, be nice to your sister, don’t tease her.” They both covered their mouths and giggled.
Lisa left to go to Crystals house.
Early that afternoon about 1pm, Brad found his mom, napping in her bed. He snuck up on her and crawled in bed with her. She was naked. He started feeling her up from behind her. She moaned and felt him back. He whispered: (“ Lisa is gone until dinner time, and dad wouldn’t be home until 6pm.”) She whispered back: (“…brad…we can’t have sex in your dads and my bed….do you know how naughty that would be?….in dads own bed!…having sex with his wife!…with his own son!….we couldn’t do that…now could we…now don’t take advantage of mommy
….She turned on her back and smiled…don’t get on top of mommy…don’t feel mommy’s titties…don’t take off your clothes….don’t feel mommy’s vagina…don’t kiss mommy’s titties and make mommy all excited…..oh …oh yes…don’t do that…..mmmm.
She had never had oral sex ever, although she had thought about it for years, and now was her chance. She turned and went 69 with brad, with her on top. She sucked him and jacked him while she licked and kissed his dick. Brad was looking a the most beautiful pussy in the world, all hot and ready to lick. He started in licking her as he felt her beautiful legs, Mom…jumped…with delight as his tongue touched her pussy. This was all new to her. Dad didn’t do oral sex. Her legs started to shake as Brad licked up and down her sweet pussy.
….She held his balls and felt them moving, churning and making cum just for her. She was mega excited. She felt new and exciting feelings in her pussy. She had Brads warm dick to feel in her mouth. She could play and play and never be told…don’t do that, or that’s gross. Her climaxing was just as important to Brad as him cuming in her. She didn’t know her clit could feel so good by Brad licking and sucking on it. Now she wanted him to cum big in her mouth, and feel his hot cum shoot in and fill her mouth. She had seen one porn film when she was a teenager, and the girl did that. She wanted to taste him, and savor his taste. She wanted to give him the best oral cum he had ever had, and she was going to do just that.
….Brad was in heaven, mom was tight, since not having sex for all that time. He love her size as it fit his dick perfect. He took his fingers and pushed in three, and felt for her good spot. She moaned real loud, and shook when he massaged it. She whispered back to him….(oh brad…I can’t help it…you hit my spot and I had to yell…I’ll try to be quiet..but I really can’t…let me put my face in this pillow and you just do that again for mommy….
…..Brad took his fingers and massaged and did it again. Mom yelled in her pillow as she bucked and had a little squirt come out her pussy. Brad smiled as he knew it had to be her first ever. Mom went a little crazy, and left the pillow to suck on his dick. She used both hands and jacked him as fast as she could. She was not going to stop until she felt his cum shoot in her mouth. Brad was helpless and his balls were clamping up to cum fast, he twisted his body….Ohhhhhhhhh god mom….oh hell yes….oh mom, take it take it…take….it!…. oh my god mom…..oh yes…I‘m gonna cum!!!!. She jacked him fast with both hands before he moaned loud and shot hot cum all the way to the back of her throat. She yelled again with his dick in her mouth as the warm cum just kept cuming and cuming and cuming flowing out the sides of her mouth. She swallowed her first cum, and tasted it. Now she knew what Brad tasted like, and she liked it’s tart taste. Brad was out of it, panting. Mom just kept tasting and licking him over and over.
Mom walked Brad to his room and put him down for a nap. She just had to feel his legs once more. She noticed something, just the corner of a pair of Lisa panties under his pillow on his bed. She stopped and thought for a while. I wonder, are they……. She smiled and giggled to herself and closed his door.
Mom was the happiest she had ever been her whole life now. Brad had made her climax beyond anything she ever imagined. She didn’t even know she had a good spot in her pussy, and he found it and gave her glorious climax. Brad had made her squirt out her pussy. She had never done that before, and it was indescribable how that felt. That had shook her to the core, it felt so good.
She looked at her and dads bed, and chuckled. Big wet spots on it. She could smell their sex in the room. She ran her fingers over the dampness, to remember this day forever
…..She felt so warm inside knowing that soon her and Brad would be having sex again, but when? Thoughts about the bed in the garage and she would get tingles in her pussy and a hot flash.
Brad woke up, and was in a daze. He had the hots for his mom so bad, it made his dick a little hard all the time now. He had the hots for sister Lisa too, and tonight he would sneak in her room and fuck her little tight pussy so good tonight.
They all waited quietly for night fall.

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Cinderella, Cinderella!

Why did Sara reject Bob shortly before their wedding day, then advise her pregnant twin Sheila to comfort him? Who fathered Sheila’s daughter, Cindy? Why has Sheila been so angry when she’s normally a sweet person? Read the story for answers to these questions and more!

Mary Go Round

My sister Mary could certainly go around and around sucking six cocks in a row, over and over again.

End of the world – Chapter 5

Mom reached out to open the door so we could go in and talk to Sharon and her girls. I reached out and stopped her. “Shouldn’t we talk to our family first? See if they are agreeable”?
Mom looked back and shook her head, “Over the last few weeks the girls and I have discussed the possibility of their staying and they were all agreeable. That even included John. I think without him the girls would insist they stay”. A smile tugged at mom’s mouth, “In fact Terri had offered several times to help John with an accident. She has been quite inventive with some possible scenarios. You look pretty tired. You might want to avoid her for a day so you can rest. She is bound to want to show you her appreciation”.
When we entered the kitchen, Sharon was sitting there with several of the young children cutting apple slices for them. I was hit with a sudden swarm of hugs and a chorus of “Daddy’s home”. After quite a bit of horsy-back rides, their mothers shoed them off to get ready for bed.
Sharon also got up saying, “I should go see how John is. He does not like it when I’m up here and he is alone back at the bunkhouse”.
Mom stopped her before she could get up, “We did not want to say anything while the kids were still here”. She turned to look at me and waited for me to continue.
I walked over and stood next to where Sharon was sitting. “I’m sorry but John had an accident out there. He did not make it back”.
Sharon was looking up at me but I could not read her face. She looked down at her hands and the silence stretched out. Finally she looked back up at me, “Is he hurt? Is he still out there?
Well, John is still out there, but he is past hurt. He won’t be coming back”.
She looked puzzled, “I don’t understand”.
I really did not want to relate the entire story, “He had an accident out there. He did not make it. I thought it best to leave him there”.
She just looked at me for a while and then slowly nodded her head. “Karma”.
I was not sure I heard her right, “Karma”?
“It means something like ‘What goes around comes around’, or ‘you reap what you sow’. My husband once went out hunting with John. He did not make it back either”.
She was getting the wrong idea, “Wait, I did not…”.
She held her hand up to my lips to stop me. “That is not what I meant. I meant just that you were luckier or more capable. John was not a very honorable man”.
Then she saw the side of my face. “And what happened to your face”? She stood up and touched my cheek I had forgotten about the scrapes. “It’s nothing; I just scraped it on some bark”.
She gave me a hug, whispered ‘thank you’ in my ear, and then said, “I should go and tell the girls. They would want to know”.
Before she could leave, mom gestured for her to sit back down, “There is something else we should talk about”. Mom waited for her to sit and then mom continued, “We would like for you and the girls to stay here with us if you have no other plans, become part of our family”.
A big smile grew on Sharon’s face. “We would love to. I know the girls would want to also”. Then the smile died. “There is a problem though. I have talked to your daughters. I know what part of what you are doing here; the children and all. I won’t fit in”.
I could not imagine how she couldn’t fit in. “What are you talking about”?
“John has been, uh, well, fucking me for years now. I have no children. I’m sterile. I can’t contribute to the family”.
Mom laughed, “That does not matter. We are not inviting your uterus to join us. We would like you to be part of our family”.
Sharon leaned over and hugged mom. “Of course I would like to join you. I should go and tell the girls now”.
Just before she went out the door she stopped, “Before I forget, John told me not to tell you this before. I was an electrical engineer. You are having a problem with your solar panels. I took a look at them. I think I can fix them”.
Once she had gone I was ready to go take a shower and fall in bed. It had been a long day and I was beat. But mom was not finished. “Irregardless of her having children, I think the two of you should sleep together for the next month”. I started to protest but she held up her hand. “Effectively, you are the husband to all the adult women in our family. I want Sharon to feel that she is an integral part of the family. If her position is not the same as the rest of us I think she will not feel as much a part of the family”.
“What if that is not what she wants? John has been pretty rough on her. She might not like the idea of being passed on to another man”.
Then she smiled at me, “I have seen her give you looks when you were not watching. I will ask her, but I don’t think that will be a problem. And I have seen you look at her when you think she is not looking. I don’t think this will be any great hardship on you”.
I gave her a kind of sheepish shrug. Before I could say anything she sent me off to bed.
“And don’t forget to shower first, you smell something horrible”.
The next morning I did not wake until the sun was well up. Usually I am awake at dawn but I did not sleep well last night, bad dreams. I was hoping I had not missed breakfast and was just tossing the sheet off me when the door flew open with a bang and Janelle and Mikey flew across the room and jumped on me. Janelle had come at me sideways and was now lying across my chest, pinning me to the bed. Later, when I thought about it, and I did frequently, I suspected that Mikey had planned her attack a bit better. She came at me from the foot of the bed and ended up sitting right on top of my cock. Fortunately it was limp and a lying off to the side under her. “We both want to thank you. We are so glad he is gone”.
Before I could say anything Janelle lifted up and planted a kiss right on my lips. That would have been fine but as she moved up to kiss me, both of her nipples trailed across my chest. That by it self might have been okay but when I looked over Janelle I saw Mikey sitting there on me. I found I was focused on her chest. While her breasts were a bit on the small side, her nipples were really large, bigger than any of my sisters. I had to stop looking at their breasts. I could feel the effect it was having on me. I was no longer completely limp and I was definitely straightening out. I knew my cock was slowly moving against Mikey. I looked up at her and she gave me this impish smile.
Janelle propped her head up on her hands and began talking to me. It was hard to concentrate on what she was saying because Mikey was moving around. By now, with two naked girls, four naked boobies, and I could feel one naked pussy being lined up with my cock, I was as hard as I could get. I was moving around a bit myself trying to keep the head of my cock away from the entrance to her pussy.
Janelle took my head in both of her hands, “Danny, you did not answer me”.
“What? What did you say”?
“I was saying that we get to stay, we don’t have to leave anymore. Our mom talked to us last night and your mom talked to us this morning. We get to stay and be part of your family. Isn’t that neat”?
I got a glimpse of Mikey over Janelle’s head. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. She was rubbing herself against me and was really close to….too late. I slipped into her. Her eyes opened wide and she had that smile again on her face as she looked at me. I was trying to shift my pelvis down so I could get out of her but she was ahead of me. She tilted back and I slid deeper into her.
“Danny, you are not paying attention again”.
“What”? She had no idea what her sister was doing to me. I was certainly paying attention, it just was not to Janelle.
“I was asking you what you did to John. Mom said he had an accident and died. I don’t believe it. I think you killed him. Don’t you think so Mikey”?
Mikey just responded with an “mmmmm”. I wanted to say the same.
As Janelle started to turn around to see what was going on with Mikey, we heard Sharon calling them from somewhere in the house. Mikey rose up off of me. Now I was sticking up in the air. By the time Janelle had slid off the bed Mikey had moved off the foot of the bed. Janelle forgot about Mikey when she saw my cock sticking up in the air. “I think you are glad to see us. Maybe we should come back later”.
Mikey handed me the sheet and I pulled it over me. It did not help much since part of it was sticking up in the air. “Why don’t you two go and see what your mom wants”?
After they were gone I lay there thinking about Janelle and Mikey. Before, I had avoiding them because of John. But there was no reason to now. Oh yes. But what would Sharon say, not to mention my sisters?
I was just about to get up when Mikey and Janelle came back into the room. Mikey had a bit of a pout on her face, “I don’t think it is fair. We saw you first”. They walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. Mikey saw that my erection was still there and began to run a finger round, playing with it.
What are they talking about, “You don’t think what is fair”?
Janelle seemed to do more talking while Mikey was easily distracted, “Mom gets to come and sleep with you”. But then she brightened, “But we are next”.
I was having a problem concentrating again, “We”?
“That’s right. We are next. Something you don’t know. We have the same birthday. We have always been together. We do everything together. We are a package. When you get one of us, you get both of us”. She saw what Mikey was doing and moved over and grabbed my sheet covered cock. With a quick glance back at me she lowered her head and engulfed me. After a few seconds she moved her mouth away. “I want to be sure you don’t forget us”. They both got up and bounced out the door.
Since Sharon’s arrival, we had decided that it should be safe for us to go down to the town and forage for things we could use, tool, clothes, etc. It was still warm out but winter was fast approaching and we could especially use any clothing we could find. There were so many of us now that the spare clothing we had when we first arrived had either pretty much worn out or just was not enough. It was decided that Sharon, since she had been through the area, me and Sharon’s girls would make the trip. My kids were much too young and my sisters were either pregnant or still breastfeeding and could not leave.
The night before we left, the girls fixed a special dinner for everyone. For those of us leaving, it was all our favorites. We even had ice cream, a special treat. Afterwards I spent several hours in the living room playing with my kids. There were so many now that it was hard to give all of them the attention they deserved. After the last one had been shoed off to bed, I made the rounds of their bedrooms so I could be sure I said goodnight to everyone.
When I finally arrived at my bedroom door I was beat. It was going to be a long trip tomorrow. I wished I had gone to bed a few hours earlier. As I stepped into my bedroom I thought I could see the outline of someone in my bed from the little bit of light coming in from the hall. Whomever it was lying on their side and looked to be asleep. When I closed the door it was completely dark and I could not see them at all. I bet it is Terri finally coming to say thank you.
I guess I did take too long to get to bed. I was tired enough that I was not really in the mood but maybe a little touchy-feely might change my mind. Please god, don’t let it be Mikey, I do not have enough energy left tonight to fend her off.
I got in bed she was on her side facing away from me. I moved over behind her. When I tried to slide my arm under her head, she lifted it for me and then laid her head back on my arm. Her breathing never changed. She is still asleep. I was curious who it was. I moved my body up against her back. It was just cool enough tonight that it felt nice snuggled up with someone. I put my hand on her hip and that did not give me a clue. I slid my hand farther around under her arm and onto her stomach. The only thing that told me was she’s not pregnant. But it was a nice flat stomach. I was a bit more interested now and moved my hand up her stomach and between her breasts until it was on the front of her shoulder. Her breathing changed. She is awake. She leaned back against me. Well, maybe I could stay up a bit longer.
I slowly moved my hand down until it passed over her one of her breasts. When I reached the bottom I cupped it in my hand. Who ever this is has large breasts. I ran through everyone in my mind, mentally holding their breasts in my hands, no, these are bigger. Who could…Oh no. It’s Sharon. I jerked my hand up off her breast but my arm was under one of hers. The movement woke her. She held her arm against me so I could not pull mine out without jerking it hard. “I’m sorry Sharon. I did not know it was you. I thought it was one of my, one of the others”.
Sharon reached down for my hand and pulled it back up to her breast and then put her hand over mine, holding it there. “Dan, relax. Your mother, yes I know she is your mother and the others are your sisters, suggested that I should move into your bedroom tonight. She thought it might help our relationship and working together. I’m sorry I fell asleep. I did not expect you to stay up so late. Do you want me to turn over? I’m awake now and you can, you know, if you want to”.
I remembered how John had treated her. I did not want her to think of me the same way. And, ‘you can if you want to’ was not the right beginning for us if there was going to be one. I brought my left arm around and gave her a hug. “No, we are both tired and we have a long day tomorrow. Lets go to sleep if you don’t mind”. She did not say anything, just nodded her head. After several minutes I felt her body relax as she went back to sleep. My last thought before falling asleep was, ‘those are nice breasts’.
Mom came in at 5 AM, turned on a light, and woke us. She found me on my back. In the night Sharon had turned over and was now lying against me with her head on my shoulder and one leg bent up over mine. My left arm was still wrapped around her. The light woke Sharon and she quickly got out of bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
Since the night I had returned without John, Sharon had begun dressing like the rest of us, which meant, no dressing at all. When she got up I could see her face blush. She was embarrassed to be found in bed, naked with me, by mom.
When we got to the kitchen we found Mikey and Janelle already there and waiting. Sharon and I had breakfast while Mikey and Janelle went out and hitched up a team to an old wagon. The girls had packed it with one of our large tents, some clothes for everyone in case it got cool and some food last night. We normally used it to haul hay around for livestock but it would be perfect for this trip.
We said our few goodbyes and were out on the road just as it was getting light. The trip was smooth but slow. At our three to four miles an hour it was going to take us most of the day to get there. One thing we did not have to worry about was traffic.
The sun had reached straight up and was getting pretty hot so we stopped in the shade under a few trees along side the road. We laid out a few blankets and ate some of the food mom had packed for us. We were on a bit of a rise and could see for several miles in three directions. We were used to not seeing people but it seemed so eerie. We could see many ranch houses spread around in the distance, quite a lot of horses and cattle, but no people.
We decided to wait here in the shade and nap through the hottest part of the day before continuing. I was in the middle of the blanket, so when I laid down, Mikey and Janelle lay on the left side of me and Sharon lay on the other. Sharon turned on her side towards me, raised her head until I put my arm out, and then used it as a pillow. Mikey and Janelle lay facing each other talking low while Sharon and I both fell asleep.
I woke about an hour later. It had cooled down a bit. I was still lying on my back and Sharon had not moved. Sharon’s hand, which had been on my chest when I fell asleep, had drifted south and was now resting right at the edge of my pubic hair. I could feel her fingers twitch every now-and-again in her sleep. Unfortunately that was causing my own twitching. I was rapidly coming to attention. It was just seconds before I felt the head bump into something. It had to be her fingers. Her fingers twitched again and then stretched out a bit and settled on the head of my cock.
I glanced over at the girls. Thank god, they were both still asleep. Mikey was lying on her back also. I looked down her body from her nipples to the small triangle of her pubic hair. There was just a little bit. Just looking at her was making me harder. What is wrong with me? I have one naked woman hanging on one side of my and I’m staring at her naked girls on the other.
Then Sharon’s hand moved a bit farther down and wrapped around my shaft. If I was not completely erect before, I sure was now. It felt so good. I let out a sigh that was a bit louder than I intended. I looked quickly over at the girls again and found Mikey looking at me. She was looking at Sharon’s hand and she had a big smile on her face. Oh, great, now what? She turned back over and a few seconds later I saw Janelle’s head poke up over Mikey. She looked at my face and then quickly looked down my body. A big smile formed on her face also before she dropped back down out of sight. Mikey turned her back to me. It was just a few seconds before I could hear giggling coming from them.
I reached down and tried to gently move Sharon’s hand without waking her. No such luck, as soon as I pulled a finger away her head moved on my shoulder. “What? Is it time”? And then she realized where her hand was and jerked away from me and got up.
From the look on her face I could see she was going to start blurting out apologies but that would only serve to focus the girls attention on what had happened so I quickly pointed at them and she held her tongue.
I got up and quickly walked over to the far side of the wagon and began rummaging around in a box. I needed to buy some time so that this flagpole would go down. I looked up and saw Sharon standing there watching me. She looked so nice. I remember there were black kids of all shades when I was in school but it had been so long since we had been around anyone. She seemed very exotic with the natural light brown skin instead of the tanned skin of my sisters. Where the areoles around my sister’s nipples were pink, hers were brown. I shook my head. You need to stop this or you are never going to go down.
We quickly packed everything away and got back on the road. I had Mikey and Janelle sit up front so I could ride in the back. That way I could avoid most of their knowing glances and smiles at me plus give them experience with the team.
We were now passing houses along the road. Everything was so overgrown. Roofs were falling down. Occasionally we would encounter cars stopped right in the middle of the road, their tires flat. Usually we could work our way around them. A couple of times we had to tie a rope to the car and the wagon and use our horses to pull it to the side. We would have made quite a sight if there had been anyone to see us, four nudists, wearing nothing but hats, riding in a horse-pulled wagon.
We passed one house that had a tattered flag atop a flagpole out by a circular driveway. Mikey looked back over her shoulder and asked, “If we find a flag in town, could we take it home to put up our flagpole”?
What do we want a flag for? I looked over at the flag. It did not look very impressive all ripped like that, but why not. “Sure, I don’t know why not”. I did not know what good it could do. We don’t even have a flagp..oh, yeh. I looked up to see Mikey smiling back over her shoulder at me. She leaned over to Janelle and they both started giggling again.
When we reached the edge of town the sun was already headed down. We passed a sign that said we were in Redding, population 61,101. That really brought it home to me, all dead. Towns like this all across the USA, empty, and other countries too.
It was pretty depressing. I could tell from the others faces that they felt pretty much the same. We did little talking. Mikey and Janelle were not joking any longer. But then they had seen all this before. We just kept passing houses and then businesses with no one around. Small trees were growing up in the cracks in the sidewalk making even bigger cracks.
It had taken all day to get here and it was starting to get dark. “Why don’t we find a spot where we can camp for the night and then we can look around the town tomorrow and see what we can find”? After another half hour we came to a small creek that ran through the middle of the town. We found a grassy area alongside of it and unhitched the horses and let them graze. Sharon and I set about putting the big tent up; there would be room for all of us in it, while the girls began getting some dinner ready. Across the creek we could see some really nice houses. I wondered what happened to those people. They had to have had a lot of money to afford those houses in this nice area and it did not make a difference. They ended up the same as those on the edge of town in the one-room shacks.
We made a small fire for the chill and had some dinner. We were all just a bit spooked with the tall buildings around us and the silence so once dinner was finished we quickly got in the tent and got ready for bed. Once again I was in the middle. We had piled our sleeping bags together so the bed would be softer but it had the effect of our huddling together to be under the blanket. Sharon was once again lying on her side with her back to me. I could feel Mikey and Sharon snuggled up against my back. It did keep us quite warm.
The girls went to sleep pretty quickly. Mikey had turned over and was now sleeping on her back. I was having trouble falling asleep. All the empty buildings weighed on my mind; the huge loss. I had not noticed it at first but my hand was once again on one of Sharon’s breasts. I had been idly moving my hand around, giving her breast soft squeezes, running my fingers around her nipple, pushing it one way and then another. I realized what I was doing when Sharon pushed her butt back against me. That was when I noticed I was hard. She felt it too. She lifted her right leg and hooked her knee over my leg. She turned her head and whispered, “Are the girls asleep”?
I looked around and they were both sound asleep. I whispered back, “Yes”.
Sharon lifted her body up just enough so that my cock was no longer pinned between us. As it straightened out it slid between her legs with the shaft lying against her pussy. I could feel the heat of her body on it. She stretched forward and I felt her hand grab me. She began running her fingers around the head of my cock. After about a minute I could feel her rubbing me against her pussy. My left arm was still under her head but I brought my hand up and was able to reach her other breast. I was now caressing them both. Every now and again I would take my hands rub down her chest to her stomach and then back up. She moved her hips forward a bit and then tilted them back at me. She then pushed hard on the head of my cock against her and with a sudden stab I sank halfway into her.
A long, low moan escaped her. I could tell she was trying to suppress it so as to not wake the girls. I was ready for my own moan. It was so hot inside of her. She had fantastic muscle control. I could feel her pussy just pulsate around my cock, squeezing, letting go and then squeezing me again. Trying not to be too active I began slow thrusts in and out of her. She began pushing back at me with each of my thrusts. I could feel her fingertips brushing against my cock where I entered her. It took me a moment to realize she was rubbing her clitoris. Her breath became ragged and she pushed back against me with sharp, hard thrusts. I pushed back trying to get as deep in her as I could. She suddenly stopped rubbing herself and cupped my balls in her hand and pulled up trying to get me deeper in her. She bent forward and let out a long, low cry. When her pussy clamped down on me I could not take it anymore and cum began shooting out of me into her. With each stream I thrust as hard as I could into her, pushing her forward on our makeshift bed.
When we both had finished we lay there trying to catch our breath without making too much noise. She had let go of my balls but was now tracing a finger from my balls up the bit of shaft that was not inside of her and then back down. Each time she reached my balls she would give them the gentlest squeeze. Each time she did I would have a little involuntary thrust back into her. She finally pulled her leg off me. I started to pull back out of her but she quickly pushed back against me, “No, please stay there for a while”.
“Okay”. I pushed back in as well as I could. I knew I could not stay long but was happy to comply. It was certainly no hardship.
She pulled my hand back up to her breasts and held it there. “Thank you. That was nice. It has been a very long time since I enjoyed sex”.
I kissed her neck, “The pleasure was all mine”.
She let out a little laugh, “Oh, don’t you believe it”.
I pulled her tight against me and then we both drifted off to sleep.
I was still asleep when Sharon woke. When she nudged me awake, light was just beginning to come into the tent. I started to get up but she stopped me with a hand, “We passed a music store yesterday. It is just a block back. Why don’t you get a bit more sleep while I go check it out? When I first went to college I was going to be a music teacher. I think the kids would like some instruments to play with”.
“Do you want to wait while I get ready”?
“No, there is nothing to worry about out there. And besides, the girls are still sleeping. Why don’t you get a little more and I’ll see you in an hour or so”.
With that said she left the tent and I drifted off again. It was that limbo sleep where you are not quite fully asleep but not awake either. My mind was just floating around. When my cock began tingling, my find filled in with a dream about Sharon. In my dream I looked down and I could see her head going up and down on me as her tongue swirled around me. Then the image changed and it was mom, she lifted her head and smiled at me and then lowered her mouth back over me. In my dream I kept watching her, her head bobbing up and down, pulling me out of her mouth and then flicking her tongue back and forth across the head of my cock, lowering her mouth and sucking on just the head of it.
When she raised her head again it was not mom but Mikey. That made me jump and she bit me. And that made me open my eyes. Janelle was crouched on one side of my hips holding my cock in her hand. Mikey was crouched on the other side looking at me, “I’m sorry. I did not mean to bite you. You moved. Here, let me kiss it and make it better”.
Before I could say anything she lowered her head and kissed the head of my cock very gently. “He seems to be better now. Maybe he forgave me. Lets see”. She lowered her head and took me into her mouth again. Oh, yes. Forgiveness was complete.
I had not said a word up to now. I just lowered my head back down and felt the sensations run over me. While Mikey was going up and down on me with her tongue, Janelle was running her hand around my shaft and down to my balls. It felt so good. But I had to stop them. I was going to cum any minute at this rate. What would Sharon say if she came back and caught us?
Janelle shifted and began kissing me across my chest, up to my neck and then on my mouth. After a minute of resistance I enthusiastically joined in, our tongues darting in and out of each others mouth, fencing with each others tongue. She pulled away from my mouth and moved higher so her breasts were in my face. Even though Sharon was not her real mother the two looked alike. They were both black but with very light skin. Janelle’s breasts were also on the large size and they both had that slender long-legged body type. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and my hand searched and found the other breast. I was so preoccupied with Janelle’s nipple in my mouth that I did not notice that Mikey had moved until she sat down on my cock and it slid about halfway inside her. It was like an electric current had been turned on in me. She was very tight, so tight that it seemed like I could not fit inside her. She sat there for what seemed like a minute, lifted up a few inches and lowered herself back down on me again. I was still just half in her. She very slowly repeated it over and over, lifting up and then lowering herself. It felt so good in her I had lost my concentration and was no longer playing with Janelle’s nipples. I was just enjoying the sensation of moving slowly inside Mikey.
Janelle certainly noticed though, “Danny, why did you stop”? She moved her breast around my face trying to get my attention. I just lay there with my eyes closed with a low groan escaping me each time Mikey lowered herself on me. She had managed to get another inch of my inside of her. Janelle felt the movement of my body and turned around as Mikey lowered herself on me again. “Oh wow. You are so little, is it going to fit”?
Mikey’s eyes opened and she smiled at Janelle, “It feels like someone’s arm is inside me. Yes it’s going to fit. It might take a while but I’m getting fucked right now. I’m not waiting any longer”. She continued moving up and down on me and was making progress. There were just a couple of inches left now. It felt like my cock was in an oven, it was so hot in her.
Janelle reached out to Mikey’s breasts. “Maybe this will help”. She began lightly rubbing Mikey’s breasts. She then leaned forward and sucked a nipple in her mouth and worked one hand down Mikey’s chest and across her stomach. When it reached Mikey’s crotch her hand bumped into my cock. She gave what she could reach a little squeeze and then moved back a bit and began rubbing Mikey’s clitoris. Mikey closed her eyes, raised up so that Janelle had better access and held there for a minute. She gave a little shudder, and then sat down hard on me, trapping Janelle’s hand between us as she completely impaled herself on me. Janelle pulled her fingers out and Mikey began rocking back and forth on me.
Janelle was still kissing and licking Mikey’s breasts but she was now on her hands and knees with her butt up near me. I reached over between her legs and began rubbing her pussy. She was so wet that I easily slipped a finger in her. Janelle moaned and lowered her head onto my stomach. Mikey did not even notice. She kept rocking back and forth on me.
I kept rubbing her pussy and teasing her clitoris by passing a finger around it every few passes. My other hand moved up to move back and forth from breast to breast. But once again my focus on Janelle was lost as Mikey began moving very insistently on me. It was driving me right to the edge. She began thrusting back hard, holding her body against me, then quickly moving forward and thrusting back hard again. I knew she was about to cum any moment. I had been fighting my own orgasm ever since she began thrusting hard on me. Finally she let out a loud cry, hunched over on Janelle, who was still lying on my stomach, and pushed back against me one last time. I reached up over Janelle to hug Mikey against us and pushed as deep into her as I could and let go. Mikey’s pussy was so tight around me it felt like she was sucking the streams of sperm right out of me. It gave new meaning to being drained.
We lay there for a few minutes recovering until Janelle finally began pulling herself out from between us. Mikey rose up to a sitting position. Janelle sat up in front of her. “What did it feel like? Did it hurt”?
Mikey had kind of a dreamy look on her face, “It felt really good. It did not hurt but it was real tight for the longest time. It felt like he was never going to fit. Then it was like I was real slippery inside and he moved in and out of me really easy”.
“I thought it hurt because you had a really bad look on your face at the end”.
“No, the feeling was just so intense then. I think it was the orgasm that mom told us about. It was like I was having cramps and my stomach and pussy were on fire at the same time. The feeling was so intense that I wanted to just squeeze him so hard”.
“Hey girls, I’m right here. I can hear you”.
They both looked at me. Janelle spoke up, “I have not forgotten. Move over Mikey, it’s my turn”. Mikey reluctantly lifted up a bit off of me, but she was moving very slowly. I finally fell out of her with a plop on my stomach.
As Janelle was lifting a leg over me I stopped her. “I don’t think he is in any condition for seconds, maybe another time”.
Janelle looked at me with that impish smile that Mikey usually had, “We told you we are a package. You get one, you get the other. That also goes with fucking”. After a pause she added, “Especially with fucking”.
But she did look down at the offending member. She lifted me up with her hand and let me fall back to my stomach. It did not look encouraging. She looked back at Mikey, “I think we need to do what mom had to do with John. I bet it will be twice as fast with two”. They both moved their heads around near my cock. Mikey lifted my cock up and sucked it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. After a few seconds she pulled it out and pointed it towards Janelle. She repeated the process, sucking the head into her mouth, running her tongue around me for a while before passing me back to Mikey.
I don’t care how far a man is gone, or how tired he is, put two fifteen year-old mouths on a man’s cock and he will rise to the occasion. And it did. When Janelle moved around and got on top of me, Mikey held my cock up and Janelle backed up and I slid right into her. She was not the little Asian Doll like Mikey. Even at fifteen she was more like a full-grown woman. She rose up on her arms above me and let her breasts rub across my chest, her nipples growing hard again. Mikey was behind her and I could feel her rubbing her hand on my balls and then running a finger or two up my shaft as I would pull back and then thrust back into Janelle.
Having just cum once I knew I was in no danger of disappointing Janelle by cumming first. I just let her enjoy herself on me. She was moving around on me like she had seen Mikey do, finding what gave her the most pleasure. Mikey had moved around in front of Janelle and was now returning the favor by playing with Janelle’s breasts. After several minutes Mikey moved and lay down along side me and just watched us. I reached up and took Janelle’s breasts in my hands and pushed them together so that her nipples were right next to each other. I pulled her down to me and began licking and sucking on both of her nipples at the same time. She let out a little cry and began slamming down harder on me. After a few seconds I pushed her back up. She let her arms dangle with just me holding up her weight, rocking her hips back and forth on me.
Janelle was starting to pick up speed. Her mouth was open and she had begun breathing hard. As she started to thrust harder on me I squeezed her breasts, and with a finger began stimulating her nipples. Then suddenly she arched her back until she was sitting straight up on me. She was grinding her pelvis against me in little circles. “Oh, that, feels, so, good”. She said it slowly, like it was hard to get each word out. Then she collapsed onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her.
After about thirty seconds she must have noticed I was still hard and moving very slowly in and out of her. “Daddy, you don’t mind if I call you daddy do you? We are part of your family now”.
“No that is fine. You can call me that if you want to”.
“Daddy, did you cum in me”?
“No, not yet”.
“Don’t you want to? You will won’t you”?
I hugged her tightly to me, “Oh, yes. I want to”. I moved my hands down to her butt and pulled her tight against me as I began driving into her harder, gradually picking up speed. I could feel her head bounce up on my shoulder each time I bottomed out in her.
I could feel myself getting closer, the sperm boiling up in my balls. Holding her butt tight against me I began short, hard strokes into her, barely pulling back before slamming back into her. It was just moments before I let out a hard grunt and was once again cumming. I could feel the streams shooting out of me and did not know where they came from. How could I have had any left?
When I was finished Janelle turned her head to me and gave me a very pleased, “Thank you”. Mikey was on her side, tight against the two of us. I still had my arms around Janelle and could feel one of Mikey’s arms hugging her as well.
We were all exhausted. We just lay there trying to recover. We might have even fallen asleep but just then the tent flapped opened and light poured in. I could see Sharon’s silhouette in the doorway. Janelle was still lying on top of me with my cock buried to the hilt in her. Since the doorway was at our feet it was pretty obvious what we had been doing. Janelle turned her head and looked at her mom. “Hi mom, where have you been”?
I expected her to start yelling but she didn’t. With a completely normal voice she replied, “I’ve been looking in a few nearby stores. I’ll fix some breakfast while you guys finish”. With that she shut the flap and I could hear noises of her getting food out.
Janelle turned her head to me, “Well I guess I have to get off of you now”. She gave me a good squeeze with her pussy. I had softened enough that she squeezed me right out of her. She pouted, “Oh, don’t go. Put him back”.
“I’m sorry but I think he is too far gone for that. You girls have completely tuckered him out. He is drained”.
“Well I guess we can wait. Just remember; mom gets you tonight but we get you again tomorrow morning”.
Janelle gave me a kiss and got up off of me. Mikey, who had been lying against my side, also got up and gave me a kiss. “Just be sure and go to bed early tonight. You need your rest. And I think you have earned a big breakfast”. With a big smile on her face she then jumped up and the two of them went outside.
I waited a few minutes before rising. I was puzzled by Sharon’s response. It was not at all what I had expected from the girls mother when she walked in and found her daughters being fucked.
When I got outside I found Sharon around our fire making breakfast for us. The girls were over by the wagon looking at things that Sharon had brought back. I started to explain, apologize I guess, but Sharon stopped me. “Dan, we are part of your family right”?
“Yes”.
“If we are to really feel like part of your family then we do everything that your family does”. She lifted her hand to point back at the tent, “And that includes that”.
The girls came back over, sat down and began eating with us. When we were finished Sharon went over to the wagon and came back with a bag that was new. She must have gotten it this morning. She pulled out some panties and shorts and tossed them to Mikey and Janelle. “You might want to wear these today. After this morning you are going to be leaking for a while”.
Mikey and Janelle both had questioning looks on their faces as they looked back up at Sharon. Sharon just pointed to the girls crotches. We all looked down. They were sitting cross-legged on the ground and I could see that their pussies were wet and so was the inside of their thighs for an inch or so around. Janelle looked up at me, “And after all that trouble to get it there”.
I thought to myself, it was no trouble at all.
Mikey gave me another of her impish smiles, “That’s okay. He can just put some more there”.
Sharon began picking up our utensils, “Okay girls. Let’s give the man a rest. He’s going to need it. Now give me a hand cleaning this up so we can be on our way”.
Once we had cleaned up our campsite we began looking for business that had what we were looking for. We found several large clothing stores and packed boxes of clothes for all ages. It was a bit bulky so we knew we would be back, probably next year for more. We found a huge store for home remodeling that had every tool we could need. Again we packed all we could find room for. We stopped at a grocery store and pulled out staples that we thought would still be good, spices, some cans, a case of wine, other things that we could test when we got home to see if they were still good. I even tossed in a solid chunk of sugar. If it is still good we can grind it down.
On our way out of town we passed a school. Sharon had me stop. “What do you want to do here”?
She pointed at the name, it was an elementary school. “We can take some books back for teaching the kids. That will be perfect for the winter time when we cannot do anything else. It is something your mother asked me to watch for”.
We were able to get enough books to cover all the ages of the kids. With some new packing we found room in the wagon for them.
It was just past midday before we were finally leaving town. We were all glad to be gone. It was still spooky to see all the buildings but no people. I was just beginning to realize that our trip home was going to take much longer than the trip out. We now had a loaded wagon and the trip home was uphill. While it took just one day to get here it looked like three days to get back.
But maybe that is not so bad. I looked at Sharon sitting next to me in her shorts. She saw me looking at her and smiled at me. The girls were seated on a bench right behind us and about a food higher than ours. Every so often Mikey would lean forward against my back and put her arms on my shoulders and then rest her head on one of her arms. This was just a new way of accomplishing something that she had been doing with me for the last couple of months; her nipples were now rubbing against my back. I should have put on some shorts also.
We had been on the road for about an hour when Sharon, who was sitting next to me, moved closer so that we were touching, side by side. She put her hand on the top of my thigh and let it rest there for a few minutes before slowly letting it slide down between my legs. She took my limp cock in her hand and gave it a little squeeze but then did not let go. Me being a guy, I did what guys do. I rose to the occasion. She showed her appreciation by slowly stroking me, running fingers up and down the length of my cock, giving me gentle and firm squeezes.
After a few minutes of this I leaned closer to her and whispered, “The girls are right behind us”.
She whispered back, “I know, do you want me to stop”.
When I did not say anything she continued slowly stroking me up and down. It was becoming difficult to just calmly sit there. I wanted to spread my legs, lay back and let her beat me off until I came. After several minutes of her soft stroking I finally could not contain it any longer and several streams shot out of me over the front of our wagon and down onto the road. I continued to dribble out a bit more and it slid down over Sharon’s fingers. She let go of me and raised her hand to her mouth and licked her fingers clean.
“Hey that’s cool”. I was so focused on what Sharon was doing I had not even noticed Mikey leaning forward on my shoulders. She had seen her mother jerking me off. I don’t even know how long she had been watching. “Can we have a turn”?
Sharon turned to her, “No. I think Daddy needs his rest. I was just thanking him for last night and this morning for us”.
Yes, two nights and two mornings. That might not be so bad after all.

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My Niece Mary Jane , Part 2 Sunday morning

Unfortunately, it was around nine AM Sunday when I woke up, to find that I was still alone in my bed, and the wet dreams that I may have had had been just that wet dreams. I noticed that the door to the guest room was closed, so I went about my morning business and descended to the kitchen to get the coffee going. It looked as though it was going to be a bright warm sunny day as I took my first cup out on to the deck and settled myself down. It was not before I had finished my second cup of java that I heard movement in the kitchen, my wife came out with the coffee pot asking if I wanted a refill of what was left or if I wanted to wait until she made a fresh pot. My wife usually wears a full set of girly pajamas to bed so most times she does not have to wear a gown to be decently covered up. This morning however she came out on the open deck dressed in the skimpiest, shortest night gown if that is what it could be called. It was tied loosely at her waste, allowing me to see almost all the wonderful naked body that was underneath. It was not that it mattered that much, as the material was so thin, the sunlight had transformed the gown into almost no covering at all, my wife might as well have been stark naked, for all the protection the gown gave her.
I was very slow with my reply, not wanting her to slip back into the house, decided that I would accept a refill of the old coffee , even if it might be a bit stale, after all I had made it much earlier that morning. I was bright enough however to leave my cup on the side table completely opposite my wife. When she leaned her body across mine, to fill the cup, I managed to pull at the tie cord, loosening the material of the gown so that I could reach up and grab hold of her bare left tit. My wife did not chide me nor pull back like she had in the past, she allowed me to play with her tit, to caress it, to squeeze it, to pinch at her nipple and bring it to life, making it emerge from her areole and extend itself quite firmly. To my entire surprise, my wife put the coffee pot down, and turned to face me, spreading her legs open on either side of mine. She bent her body forward offering free access to her nakedness, she bent further seeking to attach her lips to mine, at the same time allowing the little short gown to slide from her body to the floor of the deck.
It had been a long time since I had had my wife out in the open, naked like she was then, a long time since we had enjoyed the simple pleasure of each other’s body. I did not quite understand what was feeding her sexual appetite, but I was not going to try to figure it out, I was going to seize every opportunity to enjoy what she was offering me. As we continued kissing, my wife grabbed my free hand and slipped it down between her legs, where contrary to coming into contact with her lovely silky pussy hairs, I found my fingers brushing up against her bald cunt lips. This unexpected contact caused my cock to surge to its full blown size, making me squirm in the chair to eliminate some discomfort. My wife taking advantage of this movement slipped her hand down into my pajamas and pulled my rigid manhood out into the fresh air. She used her slender fingers to stroke it in such a manner that she managed to make it surge to even a greater length.
Satisfied with her efforts to extract the maximum of my appendage, she descended between my legs and took my cock into her mouth and went at it with her tongue. I set my head back against the chair, placed my hands on my wife’s head and let my body react to her wonderful manipulations. Taking her time, my wife brought me to the edge several times, causing me to flex and grunt with great passion, certainly to my wife’s satisfaction. Finally with the greatest of care I felt my wife tug at the band of my pajamas, trying to pull them off my lower body, so I lifted my ass off the chair allowing her to slid them down around my ankles. With this completed she reached for my ball sac and proceeded to stroke it softly at first then with an increased vigour. I sensed the build up of my seed way down, it was at first a tingling feeling, then it became a more urgent sensation , then suddenly I felt my wife’s finger insert itself in my rectum, producing a powerful explosion that caused me to evacuate a great deal of warm white liquid, pouring it forcefully into my wife’s waiting mouth.
I opened my eyes, I wanted to see my wife take my seed, well I wanted to see how much I was shooting , how much she was able to hold. I wanted to see my seed dripping from the crease of her lips, I wanted to see her swallowing. When I opened my eyes however, I was almost shocked to see Mary Jane standing beside us watching my wife sucking me off. She was standing, dressed in almost the identical gown that my wife had on, or at least had worn earlier. It was untied, hanging open. Mary Jane was playing with herself, she had one hand working her tits, pulling at her little nipples, while the other hand was very busy working her cunt. She much have inserted at least three fingers from what I could tell in her little hole. Mary Jane was so close to us that I could see her juices running down her legs, almost in as great quantity as I was emitting.
It was very difficult to divide my vision between them, I really wanted to watch my wife taking my seed down her throat, but Mary Jane was also a delicious sight standing there masturbating her young body. The dilemma was solved rather quickly, once my wife realized there was no more to suck from my cock, she rose and mashed her body with Mary Jane’s. My wife brought her lips to Mary Jane’s and from what I could tell proceeded to push some of my cum into Mary Jane’s receptive mouth, at the same time pushing the gown completely from her body. I watched as my wife’s hands replaced those of Mary Jane’s as she proceeded to bring Mary Jane to climax while they stood exposed out on the back deck that beautiful Sunday morning. In a short time my wife had Mary Jane to the point she wanted, I watched as Mary Jane bucked and vibrated, shuddered and shook, almost to the point of collapsing in my wife’s arms. When she was allowed release she howled so loud I was concerned that we might have disturbed the neighbours, or at least had caused them to question what the hell was going on over at our place. It did not however appear to faze my wife at all, as she kept working Mary Jane’s body parts allowing her no reprieve at all. It was almost like my wife had turned sadistic and was enjoying taking advantage of her young niece.
Finally my wife could no longer hold Mary Jane’s body in a standing position and allowed her to slip down on to the floor of the deck. She then moved back over to me and sat her sweaty, shining body down into my lap, placed her arms around my neck, and sought out my mouth with her wonderful sexy lips. We must have all dozed off in our positions as the next thing I knew was that I needed to piss really bad, almost to the point of having done so unintentionally while I sat there in my deck chair holding my wife in my lap. Stirring carefully, I gently shook my wife, awaking her from what ever dream she had been involved in and told her of my problem. She responded telling me it was a good thing that I had not released myself on the deck as we had already dripped enough body liquids on the deck as it were. My wife nudged me in the direction of Mary Jane, who lay sprawled out where she had been dropped, suggesting that we pick her up and take her inside so that she would not get sunburned. My wife told me to carry her up and put her in the tub as she needed to be rinsed down a bit.
I carried this poor spent naked body from the deck and carefully deposited her in our tub, then moved over to the toilet to take care of my problem. My wife who had followed us, looked at me then started out saying that perhaps I could, do something for her. Then continued that perhaps it was a bit too early for her to take Mary Jane that far along, but added that she would like to hold the hose while I released the liquid into the bowl. The piss flowed in great force from my hose as I realized that my wife had almost suggested that I provide Mary Jane with a golden shower as she lay exhausted in our tub. I hoped perhaps that what every my wife had gotten into with Mary Jane was not just a one time deal and there might be another opportunity down the road to release my hot piss on to this lovely young naked nymph.
Once I had finished my business, my wife insisting on shaking the last drops from my cock on to her fingers which immediately were taken into her mouth . I was ushered out of the room and told to wash up in the downstairs facilities. It was almost one o’clock before everyone found themselves back in the kitchen. My wife stating that perhaps it would be best if we went out to brunch as they were too exhausted to make anything to eat. This of course was fine with me. I had no objection to taking to lovely girls out on the town, especially after the treat they had provided me. My wife asked for a few more minutes to get ready, pulling Mary Jane back upstairs, telling me to lock up and go start the car.
The girls came out of the house, all done up, almost in the same outfit, they certainly could pass for mother and daughter, even older sister and younger sister , not quite even in their ages, but close enough as far as my eyes were concerned. Both were wearing light sleeveless blouses, Bermuda shorts and sandals that were laced part way up their legs, two beauties they were , it went without saying. As my wife got into the car it was easy to see she was wearing a bra, so I glanced in the rearview mirror to see if I could tell the same of Mary Jane, unfortunately I was able to confirm my fears, she also was wearing a bra. I figured if they had bras on them more than likely had panties to boot, and that any fun and games that I thought might be played out were quashed.
The restaurant that I had chosen for brunch was busy so we had a choice of standing in line, or sitting in the bar, where of course you were expected to order an alcoholic beverage. As we had not eaten since the night before I suggested we order a light ros?ine, that would not interfere too much with our lack of food, and might even help prepare our stomachs for the delights that we could smell coming from the dinning area. By the time we had finished our second glass, about half the bottle we were called to be seated. Fortune would have it that we were directed to a side seat, located in an alcove like part of the room, slightly off from the main stream of things, decorated with large leafy plants. There may have been six or eight of these types of seats and we were offered the third from last, making the walk from the food center to our seat not as far as the customers seated in the last seats, yet not as close to the food that a hungry person might want to be. It was however a comfortable spot, with a window that looked out towards the park, it was kind of cozy, it was public yet private just what the doctor ordered for three frisky loving people.
We settled in at first a girl on each side of me while we took in the situation we found ourselves in, commenting on the lovely open scene that the window provided, as well as the privacy of the area that the large leaf like plants provided. It was almost as though we were all alone, isolated, insulated from the outside world, yet we were surrounded by the goings on of the restaurant. I let the girls go get their plates first as I wanted to watch my two lovely ladies parade back and forth from the table. It was indeed a sight to watch those two tight bottoms wiggle as they walked towards the food counters. Needless to say my wife accentuated her walking moves as she sauntered back towards me, putting on a great show, for any of those patrons sitting at the tables in the first few alcoves. For a man I could not have wished for more, my wife was it she was great, more than great , I was sure that every one looking her way knew it as well.
Once she had taken her seat I left to go fill my plate, meeting Mary Jane who was on her way back. I held her up just long enough to place an Uncle type kiss on her cheek, and tell her how beautiful she looked, and how jealous the other men were that she was with me and not them, causing her to flush pink in the face. The girls were in deep conversation when I arrived back at the table, both providing me with a sneaky little grin as I took my place to the left of my wife. I was allowed to let my hand slip down on to my wife’s upper thigh and let it lie quietly with out any complaint. In fact as I began massaging a small area on her thigh , I noticed that she had placed her left hand down on to Mary Jane’s right thigh and was copying my movements. I was not certain if this was planned or just happened to develop in that manner, but I thought I would test things to see. I increased the size of the area I was rubbing, and at the same time leaned into my wife and kissed her just below the ear lope. No sooner than I had broken the kiss, I felt her slant her body towards Mary Jane and do the same.
These mimicking actions I figured could only mean one thing , the games were still on . I then I thought maybe it was just a fluke situation so I gave it a rest and continued to finish the food on my plate, while attempting to take part in the conversation of the moment. I decided to push things a bit more, making my actions a bit more daring, so I removed my left hand from my wife’s upper leg and sent my arm around her shoulders. Nothing was done to stop me at that point, so I eased the fingers on my left hand down in front of my wife’s upper body . I slipped them in under the opening of the sleeve of her blouse and rubbed her bare skin. How my wife did it I do not know, but she managed to get her own left arm up and around Mary Jane and copied my exact movement.
Eureka I thought this was fun , I was going to take things as far as I could , before getting stopped, or getting caught by the waitress, or perhaps a restaurant patron.
I decided to see just how far I was going to be allowed to go, so turning in my seat I placed my right hand on my wife’s knee and squeezed firmly, but with a gentleness, that I could afford, after all going slow was key to this trial run. I turned to look her in the face, then as I applied pressure with my left hand to the upper potion of her chest, I slipped my right hand in under the material of her shorts as far as I could, then dragged my finger nails back over the inside of her upper thigh. This accomplished I twisted my body back into the normal sitting position and finished cleaning my plate. Immediately my wife turned towards Mary Jane, and certainly must have done the same thing, only she may have gotten her hand further up Mary Jane’s bare leg as I heard a distinct gasp exiting her pretty lips, just at the moment the waitress stopped to refill our coffee cups.
My wife paid no attention to the waitress at all, and simply repositioned herself in her seat . Telling Mary Jane it was time to return to the food counter and see what other delicacies they could find, they left leaving me to deal with any situation that might be brought up. The waitress , I must say was very professional. She did not mention, nor look like she was going to broach the matter. She offered to come back when the ladies returned to fill their cups, rather than leave a full cup to get cold, then she exited the area quickly. When the girls did return , I could tell there was something different in the way they were moving, but it was not until they were almost at the table that I noticed several upper buttons on their blouses had been undone. If it was evident to me , it certainly was to any of the other patrons, they were showing a large amount of bare chest , in fact you could clearly see that their colored bras were showing. Upon closer inspection, that perhaps only I was afforded as they reached the table I could tell that both were wearing bras that had the clasp in the front.
I left the two of them giggling senselessly to go get myself another plate of some of the most wonderful restaurant food I had seen in a while. I had however to take a moment to go relieve the pressure from all the coffee I had drunk so far. It was perhaps ten may be fifteen minutes before I returned to the table . I could see my girls once again in deep conversation, my wife holding Mary Jane’s face in her hands talking quietly. At first I began to slip in once again beside my wife, however she motioned for me to slip in on the other side, effectually squeezing Mary Jane between us. I figured in this position I would not be able to play any further games, because my wife had placed herself out of my reach. I shrugged, feeling good that I had already managed to get a little , and went about consuming the delicacies that I had brought from the food counter paying little attention to the two girls.
About fifteen minutes had gone by when suddenly I felt my wife reach over and touch my right hand, motioning for me to put down my fork. Once that was accomplished she tugged my right hand down under the table and set it on Mary Jane’s left thigh, pushing it in the same rubbing motion that I had done earlier on her own upper thigh. Now this was not quiet what a gentlemanly Uncle should be doing, but as it was my wife who was really directing things, I did not stop her , nor pull my hand back, in fact I began to enjoy the heated sensation that was rising from Mary Jane’s leg. My wife left my hand to continue by itself, and moved her own over to Mary Jane’s other thigh once again mimicking my movements causing Mary Jane’s to sound off with a series of very low moans. We continued these antics for perhaps five or ten minutes, before Mary Jane’s shifted slightly in her seat , spreading her legs as wide as she could, pushing her left leg hard against me, as no doubt she did with her right against my wife’s. This opened up a whole new area on which to rub, cautiously however, I eased my rubbing fingers closer to the inside of her thigh, pushing up towards the center of her young limbs. You could hear Mary Jane taking deep breaths as my fingers crept closer and closer towards that special little spot of hers. Eventhough she had spread herself wide, there was not all that much room and when my fingers reached a certain point them came into contact to my surprise with my wife’s, she also had sent her finger creeping up Mary Jane’s inner thigh, it was no wonder the poor girl was making those sounds.
I guess I was just about to reach the epicenter of things when my wife turned in her seat and clamped her right hand onto mine holding it still with a firm grip. She then turned sideways in her seat, facing both myself and little Mary Jane who was now sitting between us and reached for my left hand. She slipped it under the material of Mary Jane’s blouse, where it came to rest on bare flesh, extracting a low groan from some where far inside her lungs. My hand was left hanging, placed firmly against Mary Jane’s lower torso and left on its own while my wife fiddled at the front of Mary Jane’s blouse. I could feel Mary Jane’s body quivering as my hand lay there on her soft bare skin, quivering perhaps in anticipation, quivering with perhaps a bit of anxiety, or fear of what might happen I did not know . I was beginning to be anxious to see what my wife’s next move would be. Having finished what ever she was doing with the front of Mary Jane’s blouse, I found her hand back on top of mine, applying pressure , pushing both our hands firmly on to Mary Jane’s body. Then my wife moved our hands upwards, not quickly but very slowly, almost excruciating slow . Mary Jane tightened her body muscles, seemingly almost holding her breath. This caused her upper chest to expand, pushing her tits out even further, and I guess this is what my wife was waiting for , or expecting, as she seized that moment to direct my hand higher, until I felt it tangle in some loose material . My wife lifted our hands outward just a bit , allowing them to slip further up and to my immediate pleasure settle quite nicely on Mary Jane’s bare tit. It appeared that my wife had undone the front clasp holding the bra cups together .
Mary Jane sounded out with a deep almost very loud gasp as my wife settle my hand on her left tit, squeezing my fingers gently on to her soft warm breast. My wife withdrew her own hand leaving me to continue on my own. I tried to watch both girls, Mary Jane’s facial expressions were captivating, however I was very curious as to what my wife would succeed in doing next. Indeed it did not take but a few seconds before I realized that my wife had moved her now free hand over onto Mary Jane’s right tit. There we were, two mature adults, sitting at the table in a none too unoccupied restaurant, playing with , well perhaps mauling at a young girl’s naked breast, causing her to squirm from the sensations she was experiencing while we proceeded uninterrupted.
I was certain that my wife had not taken her other hand from Mary Jane’s leg, she was still rubbing that part of her anatomy. I could not see, but I could guess from the moaning and groaning noises Mary Jane was emitting, that my wife had her hand much further up her inner thigh than mine had been. Mary Jane must have been in the throes of ecstasy for not only was she pushing her upper torso forward in an attempt to keep the pressure of our hands on her tits constant, but she was gyrating the lower portion of her body, moving her bottom back and forth along the seat where we were sitting. Suddenly Mary Jane began to utter different sounds, urgent sounds of “ Uh! , Uh!, Oh!, Oh! Aw!, Aw! ” from what I can remember, sharp little grunts that came quicker and quicker.
It was at that moment that my wife pulled her hand from where it had been below the table and reached over and took my hand away from Mary Jane’s soft warm tit. If Mary Jane was surprised, I was more than taken back, at first I thought that my wife had noticed someone at , or coming towards our table in our out of the way spot, but when I looked around I saw nothing at all. I looked back at Mary Jane to see a poor girl gasping at release , wanting to cum, wanting to continue, sheer desperation showed in her face. My wife brought the fingers of the hand that had been below the table to her nose inhaling I am convinced the sweet smell of Mary Jane’s scent. She then bent towards Mary Jane and whispered in her ear, nothing however that I could decipher.
The expression that appeared on Mary Jane’s face, appeared to be one of pure fear, or almost, her normal pink coloring drained from her cheeks, she turned pure white, as though she was in shock. Several minutes passed before I detected movement on Mary Jane’s part, she cleared her throat, trying hard to swallow I assumed. I watched the color come back to her face, turning it a vivid pink. She eased her hands down below the table and fiddle with what I found out later to be her belt and the zipper of her Bermuda shorts. Mary Jane then lifted her bottom and began to pull at the material of her shorts, moving it over and off her hips and slide it along her thighs, past her knees which then allowed it to fall down around her ankles and settle on the floor of the restaurant’s alcove. Once this was accomplished Mary Jane sat back on to the seat, either waiting for my wife and I to continue where we had left off, or get the courage to do more That was I what I thought, perhaps she was waiting for my wife to whisper instructions to her once again.
Mary Jane was staring straight ahead, looking over the table , above the food and dishes that were there, across the area in which we were seated, over to the leafy green of the plants that were offering us some privacy from the rest of the restaurant patrons. It was like she had tunnel vision, seeking to fix her sight on or at on point in particular . Then carefully, slowly, cautiously she reached for the opening of her blouse, and began undoing the remaining buttons one at a time. I watched as she completed this task with great anxiety, here we were letting a young girl undress herself in the middle of the day, in the middle of a busy restaurant. I knew for a fact that her brassiere had been undone, so once her blouse was undone, she risked being placed in a very delicate situation, if the blouse opened too far, her entire upper body would be very exposed indeed.
Now I had no idea what my wife had whispered earlier to Mary Jane ,so I could not believe my eyes when I saw her, as she unfastened the last button, open her blouse completely, move it and her loose bra off her shoulders and let them drop down behind her on to the seat. I was astonished, Mary Jane was now naked exposed out in public, her tits showing above the table top, her two nipples poking out rigid from her areolas. She made no move to cover her beauty, she simply lowered her arms to her sides and waited. At once my wife reacted, she turned her body towards Mary Jane, sending one hand down below the table, the other to pinch at an elongated nipple causing Mary Jane to flinch. My wife then spoke to me in a low voice , she told me that it would be quite alright if I wanted to play with Mary Jane’s left tit. I was however to keep my hands away from the lower portion of her body. Immediately I attached myself to Mart Jane’s tit, I was not going to miss this opportunity. I started to roll Mary Jane’s left nipple between my finger and my thumb, enjoying the sensation of the rubbery like feeling of this young lassie. Mary Jane went ballistic with both of us pinching at her nipples, my wife no doubt using her other hand to stimulate her nether-land.
I was at first a bit nervous and concerned, now that Mary Jane was moaning and groaning very loudly. I was certain that those sitting in the neighbouring booths could hear her. I was about to say something to my wife, but I guess she was watching my reaction to all this lovely noise, for she suddenly stuck her tongue out and made a flicking motion to me, then she turned her tongue towards Mary Jane. Not being too stupid I figured she wanted me to use my tongue to further stimulate Mary Jane’s nipple or whole breast so I complied leaving my thoughts of being discovered hanging in the air . Once I had fixed my mouth to Mary Jane’s tit, my wife pressed her own mouth over Mary Jane’s, effectively cutting off most of her sounds. Seconds, perhaps minutes or so passed as we continued to abuse Mary Jane there at the table, before her movements became erratic, uncontrollable. Her almost naked breasts were moving every which way making it difficult to keep my mouth fixed on her tit. As suddenly as she had begun , she stopped, she moved her upper body back into the seat , lifted her lower body upwards almost striking a prone position and shook or shuttered, her whole body convoluting, Then she dropped back, her body going limp, so much so that we had to grab onto her to avoid having her slide off the seat onto the floor. Mary Jane had released her orgasm, she demonstrated to me at least that it had been one hell of a cum.
We allowed Mary Jane to lay sideways between us sort of taking her out of any direct view from inside the restaurant , letting her ride ,out the rest of the spasm that I could see rippling through her sweaty little body. Satisfied that Mary Jane was securely settled as not to roll off the seat, my wife once again sent her delicate finger creeping up her inner thigh. Snaking up and slipping under the loose leg band of Mary Jane’s panties I watched as my wife worked her magic. When she extracted her fingers I could see the glistening wetness of Mary Jane’s body fluids dripping off the ends. My wife immediately brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean of those lovely juices. My wife took great care to exaggerate her motions, making certain that not one single drop of this precious liquid was lost, She then licked her lips in such a manner that I released a low primeval groan from deep inside. Returning her fingers, she pulled at the material of Mary Jane’s panties exposing her bare little cunt to my eyes and provided me with a detailed viewing scene as she slipped them once again deep into Mary Jane’s love tunnel. My wife plunged her fingers not so gently into Mary Jane’s causing the little limp body to jerk several times before she pulled them back out, covered this time is with perhaps a more lucid coating of fluids. To my delight instead of taking her finer to her mouth she raised her hand and presented the finger at my lips. Needless to say I wasted no time if taking her fingers into my mouth and savouring the wonderful exotic taste of our young Mary Jane.
We began to notice that the sun had moved a great deal from the position it had occupied in the window, so we decided that we had better get moving along, if we did not want to run into to problem at the restaurant. My wife revived Mary Jane gently, telling her we had to prepare to leave. Upon opening her eyes, Mary Jane looked directly at me and smiled one of those warm smiles of hers, she took my hand and brought to her mouth gave it several loving kisses then returned it to my lap. We helped her on with her blouse, my wife indicating that she need not replace the bra as the day was still young, then assisted her with her Bermuda shorts. Fortune would have it just as we had managed to compose ourselves the waitress came along with our bill , telling us that the dining room was to be closing in several minutes. She lingered a bit, seemingly shy but I could not tell, so I asked if everything was alright, the bill, the means of payment, only to receive somewhat of an embarrassed reply.
There had been nothing at all wrong with any thing, if fact we had been delightful customers, if fact she went on to say she had appreciated our visit more than most. I must have looked a bit confused, for the young lady continued telling us that much of her time had been spent standing on the other side of those big green leafy plants. She wanted to know if next time we chose this particular restaurant, we could ask for her as our waitress. She said she could arrange things so that she could be our real personal server, in a more private way, willing to do our biding in any way we wished . She continued on, turning a bright color of red telling us she had really enjoyed the expos?f our young charge, the delicate way we had handled things .
She wanted to let us know that she would be delighted to be included in such fun and games if we ever decided a repeat undertaking was necessary. She complimented Mary Jane on her lovely body telling her that she wished she had not been so far off so that she could have seen better and wished that she might be taken care of like that one day. Dianna, as she called herself, gave my wife her telephone number then whispered a few more sentences before she began to excuse herself for being so forward, as that was not really her style, but she really liked what she had seen and could not take the chance to miss an opportunity to speak with us.
All this time our Mary Jane was standing there listening, but fixed in a position that looked to me like she was shocked now knowing someone had been watching her perform , watching her undress, watching her cum, her face was just about a red as was Dianna’s. My wife looked at me for a moment, then told me to go speak with the Maitre d’ and tell him how pleased we had been with Dianna’s service, telling me she needed a few minutes alone with the girls. I did as I was told, but as I was real curious as to what was happening back at the table. I snuck back a bit quicker, stopping by the spot Dianna had pointed out as her spying position. I got back just in time to see Dianna breaking off from what it looked like where I was standing a real passion kiss with our Mary Jane. What surprised me even more was that Mary Jane was standing there with all her clothing at her feet she was bare naked, this time her panties had been taken off also . Dianna then moved away from Mary Jane allowing her to redress herself and began talking with my wife while she sucked on her fingers. Figuring I had missed all of the good stuff, I gave Mary Jane time enough to button up, then I eased myself back into the hall and entered the area of the alcove trying very hard not to let on that I knew the girls had had a little play time.
Dianna our kindly waitress escorted us to the front of the restaurant, all the time kindly expressing her gratitude of our patronage, while walking beside Mary Jane, one hand pressed to the small of her back, the other delicately stroking her bare arm. I was wondering if she was over compensating for the treat she had been allowed, was genuinely taken by Mary Jane, or simply wanted to keep sensations of the event in the forefront of things. It was easy to tell she wanted nothing better than another opportunity to kiss Mary Jane goodbye, unfortunately there were too many people at the entrance to do so, Dianna conveyed once again the message that she would be very pleased to serve our needs anytime we so chose and left us to return to her duties.

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Babysitting Amanda

Every night after my first experience with Amanda, I found myself jacking off to memories of her. She was the first person I had ever done anything sexual with, and I was desperate to see her again and allow things between us to continue.
Let me introduce myself. My name Jake and I am 16 years old. I was your classic horny teenage guy. My hair is dark black, which goes well with my brown eyes. I’ve always been slightly fit, never working out yet somehow keeping myself in shape through basic exercise. I’ve never managed to have a steady girlfriend, so often I fantasized to thoughts of the busty girls from around my school. All that changed when I met Amanda. After my experiences with her, images of her sexy, then 14 year old body filled my mind every time I masturbated. I must have cum literally gallons in the months after we meet, always looking forward to a time when we would see each other again.
The opportunity came during a phone call from Amanda’s mother. She had found herself in need of a babysitter one day, and Amanda mentioned me. She got my phone number from Tom’s parents and asked me to babysit both Amanda and her younger sister, Becky, who was twelve As soon as she mentioned Amanda’s name, I was on board with the idea and canceled all other plans for that day. I would again be needed overnight- from 10 am Monday to 6:30 pm Tuesday. It turns out that her mom was attending a business meeting until late and would sleep in her office. Not that I was complaining.
At exactly 9:55 am Monday I got to their house, just down the street from Tom’s. I knocked, and Amanda’s mom soon answered. She was a plain sort of woman in her 40s. Her hair was brown, unlike Amanda, who was blond. She quickly ushered me in and briefed me. The girls were allowed to go to the playground, but could not leave my sight. They could have friends over- however many I was comfortable with in the yard but only two inside. Both girls were to bath that night, but Amanda could take a shower while Becky took a bath. Considering the fact that I was a guy, she said that Becky would be more comfortable if Amanda bathed her. “No problem” I said. “I understand”. After giving me a list of emergency numbers, she left me there and went to her bedroom to wash up. Amanda, who had been watching the whole exchange, seemed to float over into my arms. She snuggled her head onto my shoulder and said “I’m so glad you’re here, our old babysitter wasn’t nearly so hot.” Smiling, I turned to her and whispered “I think about you every night, I’m so glad to see you again.” She smiled, a gesture that warmed the very depths of my heart and existence. I kissed her then, a soft but passionate kiss on her soft lips. We held each other for a few more seconds, but broke apart at the sound of footsteps. Becky walked in. Like her mother, she had shoulder length brown hair. Her eyes were a soft blue, and she wore a baggy T-shirt over a pair of hand-me-down blue jeans. Seeing me, she drew back slightly. “Its ok Becky”, Amanda said with a helpful-big-sister sort of smile. “Jake here is cool”. I gave Becky a small, friendly smile, and was glad when she smiled back. Amanda’s mom reappeared, and after addressing her daughters and wishing us a good night, turned out the door and left. As I heard her car pull away, I asked Amanda what the girls normally did at that time. She suggested the playground, and I agreed. Becky had to change into a tighter shirt that wouldn’t flop down on her easily, and we were off. At the playground, several of the neighborhood boys recognized me from Toms and waved. They didn’t dare come over and talk, lest their parents suspect something. I kept a close eye on Becky the entire time, while Amanda went over to her own friends. I recognized Jessica and Katy and waved. Giggling, they waved back and returned to their activities. Becky climbed up onto a squat pair of monkey bars, and I stayed near in case she fell. After climbing across once, she began to horse around on the bars, pulling herself up on top. Locking her legs tight around the bar, she let her chest fall down towards the ground until she was hanging upside down. She looked silly for a moment, until her shirt billowed down and covered her face. She wore nothing underneath it, and her young, flat chest was exposed to the world. I scrambled over and picked her up. She let go off the bars and proceeded to pout as a set her down. I told her: “You can climb up again, but you’ll have to tuck your shirt in first”. I demonstrated how, and she did so before climbing back up into the same position. Becky played on the bars until about 12, when I decided it was time for lunch and a nap. Gathering Amanda from her gaggle of friends and a disappointed Becky from the monkey bars, I took them both home and fixed sandwiches. Afterwards I had to put Becky to bed. Needless to say she did not go quietly.
After wrestling her into the bed and threatening to spank her if she got out, she gave up. I stayed nearby with my eye on her until she was completely asleep, then went to the living room with Amanda. I barely got into the room before we were in each others arm, making out blissfully. We fell onto the couch and she ended up on top of me, her gentle weight pressing on my body. I found myself in heaven all over again. Her hands pried my shirt off and traveled over my chest, stroking my abs. My hands traveled her back, up and down and side to side. I brought them around her shirt and up the front. I rubbed her stomach though her shirt, then slid them underneath. My handles traveled up her chest and to her bra. Reaching underneath it, I tweaked her nipples softly, which elicited a soft moan from her. I squeezed each of them softly, then pulled my hands out and embraced her again. She was disappointed. I kissed her on the lips. “Not when your sister might walk in”. She gave a mischievous smile but relented. I pulled my shirt back on and we kissed for some time, until she fell asleep there on my chest. I kept myself awake, listening to her breathing and feeling the steady rise and fall of her stomach. She stirred around 2, and I woke her up with a kiss and a smile. She got up and left for the bathroom to do what teenage girls do.
I went to Becky’s room and gently roused her from her sleep. She grumbled sightly, and I had to help her out of bed. She was soon the little firecracker, however, and I took her into the back yard to play. I took a seat in a lawn chair and Amanda sat next to me. Some neighborhood kids came over, and they played like wild animals for the next few hours. At around 6, it started getting dark. Gathering up all the kids, I again took them all home. Becky held onto my arm the entire time, which surprised me. She was really warming up to me rather quickly, which I didn’t expect. We dropped them all off and began to head back. I was now carrying Becky while Amanda held tightly onto my arm. At the house, they settled into watching cartoons. Becky and Amanda were on either side of me, both leaning against me, although Amanda had her arm around me. Becky nuzzled up closer, and I began to see just how like her sister see was becoming. At 8 pm, I told them to get dressed for bed. They disappeared to their rooms briefly. Amanda came back, barely dressed at all. She wore an XXL T-Shirt, most likely with only panties underneath. Becky was simalerly dressed. I offered them the remote control. They started bickering and were soon fighting. It was a sight to see, two beautiful young girls wrestling on the floor with no thought towards modesty. Both of their panties were exposed to me several times, and I was even granted a good look at Amanda’s pert young breasts. Soon, however, hair was pulled and nails threatened to come out. Amanda gave Becky a scratch and Becky pulled out some of Amanda’s hair. I broke it up and set them both on opposite sides of the room. “You’re sisters” I said. “Learn to get along”. They proceeded to continue bickering, arguing loudly and driving me insane. I had enough. Their mother had given me permission to spank me, and I pulled Amanda over my knee first. Her shirt flopped down over her head, revealing her panty-clad backside to me. I gave it 10 firm smacks, leaving her ass beet-red. (sorry for the pun). I let her go, saying “Do what you want, but if I were you I wouldn’t sit down for a while.” I pulled Becky over next and gave her the same treatment. I hit her carefully, leaving her small butt pink. I set her free with the same warning. Amanda re-appeared, lifting her skirt to show she was wearing a tiny string thong. Becky complained. “Hey, you know I don’t have any of those!” I smacked my hands loudly as a warning, and they both shut up. I took Amanda to her room and made her change back into normal panties. I took them both back to the living room and made them apologize to each other. Then, it was bath time. As a final punishment, I made Amanda share the bath with Becky. I was about to leave when Becky spoke up. “Aren’t you going to wash us?” “I figured you would be more comfortable with Amanda, she can do it.” “No, you do it. Please”. I now had two gorgeous young girls in front of me, and now one of them wanted me to run my hands all over her! I couldn’t refuse. Grabbing a wash cloth, I started on Becky’s back. Amanda gave me a sly grin and wink and settled against the wall of the bath tub. I washed Becky’s legs, down to her feet, which I massaged carefully. I switched to her stomach, skipping over her pussy and breast area. I finished her arms and was about to leave her when she again stopped me. “You’re supposed to wash ALL of me”. My mouth dropped. “But those are your privates, you can do them”. Her response shocked me. “But I WANT you to do them”. I didn’t protests. Starting with her feet, I slowly brought the washcloth up her legs to her small, warm snatch. I washed the edges first, then concentrated on her soft young hole. She moaned quietly, enjoying it. I got more brazen, hooking my finger in slightly and massaging her clit. She gasped and fell back against the wall of the tub. I stopped then- to her obvious disappointment- and started on her chest. I massaged each of her nipples and ran the cloth over her flat chest. I heard her breath quicken again and stopped, leaving her obviously disappointed. I was beginning to see through her initial innocence and learn just how horny this young girl was. I then offered the rag to Amanda, who refused. “You did her, now you have to do me!” she insisted. Shrugging, I agreed. I was far less apprehensive about Amanda and my finger was soon deep cleaning her pussy to her audible gasps and moans. I looked up for a second and saw Becky’s hand below the water, seemingly in her crotch, her eyes looking on with fascination. I rubbed Amanda’s breasts softly. She was now gasping in my hands, barreling towards an orgasm. I stopped suddenly and she gave a sigh of disappointment. I got towels down and told them to get out. Becky dragged her dripping wet body out first and insisted I dry her. I ran the towel down her arms, then knelt as I did each leg. She turned, and her pussy was level with my face. I sniffed deeply, inhaling her scent, before carefully drying over her pussy and chest. Amanda was already out and dry. Both girls wore T-shirts but nothing else. The veil of innocence was gone, and I knew they would both want more.
We returned to the couch. Becky cut to the chase and sat on my lap. She pulled her shirt up so that her naked pussy rested on top of my crouch. I slipped on hand around her and cupped her entire crouch. Amanda sat beside us. I now realized that this whole night they had been setting me up for the bath, and that I had fallen into their trap completely. Not that I was complaining! I began to finger Becky openly, leaving her gasping in my arms. Amanda stood up and pulled her hot little sister off me. “All we have is shirts on. You can at least return the favor” she demanded. I stood up, and the girls stripped my shirt, pants, and even socks off. Finally, Becky reached for my boxers. She tugged then down gently, and my dick popped out, bopping her on the nose. She was fascinated with it. “I’ve never seen one before!”. She pulled it down and laughed when it sprung back up. Amanda stepped in and held it in her hands. The sight of two girls playing with my cock almost made me cum right away, but I held it. Amanda began to jerk me off, and I fell back into the couch. Her hand traveled up and down, and I moaned loudly. Both girls tugged their shirts off and were naked. Becky climbed up onto the couch and kissed me; no little girl kiss but a fully adult kiss. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she entered mine. She tasted sweet, like sugar. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her hard. Amanda stopped, and the two switched places. Becky was inexperienced but had learned from her sister. Amanda stopped making out with me long enough to tell her sister how to suck me. My eyes were riveted as my cock disappeared into Becky’s small mouth. Her lips seemed apprehensive at first and slid around my head, then down. More confident, her tongue joined the picture and licked up and down my shaft. Amanda buried her mouth and I found myself in heaven all over again. Becky soon began to suck me. We all became more and more passionate, until Amanda stopped- just before I orgasmed. She led us to her room and cleaned the sheets off her bed. Before things went any further, I asked Amanda just how far they both wanted to go. “Jake, I love you. I want you to take my cherry tonight. Make me a virgin no more!” Becky agreed. I consented, but asked for Becky first. She came over to me. I pulled her pussy to my face and gave a tentative lick. I teased her for a while until she began to beg me to eat her out. I felt Amanda take my cock into her mouth and suck, and I leaped into Becky. She gasped as my tongue probed into her, tasting every inch, my mouth sucking for all I was worth. She moaned loudly. I was in bliss and no longer controlled myself. I plunged my tongue deep into her. She went wild. “PLEASE JAKE…….OH YES……OH MY GOD…..” I pushed her towards and orgasm. I knew she was close, and thrust my tongue and sucked her all at the same time. With a scream, she orgasmed. Her hot girl cum splashed into my mouth and all over my face. I drank it greedily. I knew she had never felt like this before and was determined to make the feeling last for her. I felt a tingling in my balls and shot my cum into Amanda’s waiting mouth. I couldn’t see how she took it, but felt suction on my head and knew she was gulping every drop. I slowed my pace on Amanda, bringing her down bit by bit until she collapsed, exhausted, next to me. “I’ve never felt that good……………oh my god…..” I patted her gently and kissed her, letting her taste herself. She laid quietly by my side, getting her energy back. After a few minutes, she sat up. “Its time” she said, determined. Amanda stroked my cock a few times and Becky walked climbed over to it . I knew that she wanted to lose her cherry now. I stopped them. “Becky, you know this is going to hurt, right?” She nodded. “Are you sure you want this?” “Jake, ever since Amanda first told me about you I wanted you to take my cherry” “Ok, you’re gonna be on top of me here. If it gets to much, just tell me and I’ll get you off me.” She nodded and sat down on my chest. We prepared to lose our virginities Amanda was off to the side, her finger buried in her pussy. “Save some for me!” I protested. “Don’t worry”, she said with a wink and a nod to Becky. “I’m ready”, Becky said. I grabbed her arms and picked her up, sliding her down to my cock. I kissed her hard, then slipped the head of my cock into her virgin pussy. She was so tight! I realized she was bracing herself, and told her not to. She loosened up, and settled down another inch. I felt skin on my tip and knew it was her hymen. I looked at her one last time, and she nodded. I picked her weight up, then brought her down suddenly. My dick ripped through her hymen, and she screamed in pain and pleasure. I stopped there and laid her on my chest. The pain subsided, and she nodded for me to continue. She moved up and down slowly on my cock, fucking herself. She started to moan as pleasure captured her senses. She got faster and faster. I felt my pole slid in and out of her tight hole, and moaned in approval. She soon became a moaning blur on my cock. Amanda jammed her pussy into my face and I ate her out, moaning and shouting into her pussy. Becky spoke up. “oh yes….fuck me, please…….FUCK ME!!!” she began to shout. I drove my tongue into Amanda, tasting every inch of her as I had Becky. I felt Becky’s pussy tighten, and she screamed. “OH MY GOD…..OH MY GOD……………I’M CUUMMMMMMING!!!!” I felt her warm fluid run down my cock and couldn’t hold myself. My balls churned and shot rope after rope of cum into her. Amanda lost it onto my face, and we came together. Amanda’s cum slid down the sides of my face, and she screamed in pleasure. Becky slowed down in her fucking, and Amanda fell of me onto the bed. With one last thrust, I pulled Becky off me and laid her down. She was shivering from her orgasm. Amanda bent over and kissed her sister, tasting me from her little sisters mouth. They held each other for some time. We all paused for a while to get our energy back. Afterwards, I knew it would be Amanda’s turn.
Amanda and made sure Becky was comfortable. Her pussy was predictably sore after the hard fucking, and we would work without her. I kissed Amanda and lowered her to my waist. I cast a look at this incredible 13 year old and watched her hover her pussy over my cock. She bent over and sucked her little sisters juices off, and I moaned as her tongue traveled my shaft. Her pussy was still wet from the tongue lashing I had given her, and she was ready. She lowered herself down, and my cock entered the second virgin pussy that night. Her cunt was a tight fit around my cock, and she slid down and inch. I felt her warm barrier and knew that it would be the second one I claimed that night. I kissed her, and she suddenly seized up and plunged herself down on my cock! I felt her hymen rip and she let out a soft scream. I saw tears in her eyes, but she was determined not to stop. She started to fuck herself gently on my 6 inch dick. I watched and groaned as her pussy traveled up and down my shaft. After about 20 minutes, Becky woke up. She was not happy that we had gone on without her. She kissed me, then moved over to her sister. She bent over and kissed the area where my cock met Amanda’s pussy. I felt Amanda’s pussy begin to seize up and new she was close to orgasm. I grabbed her sides as she rode my cock like a wild woman, becoming a blur atop my cock. She gave out a scream of orgasmic pleasure, and I felt her pussy juices spill out over my cock. Becky kept u up licking, sucking up her sisters cum. I felt the familiar bubbling in my balls and cum erupted from my cock into her pussy. Rope after rope of my cum shoot deep into her, and I felt the mix of our cum running down my cock into Becky’s waiting mouth. Amanda drove herself hard, riding out her intense orgasm. She tired, and I helped her off my prick. Both she and Becky collapsed onto the bed next to me. They snuggled up on either side of me, and we fell asleep together. I dreamed that night of the two heavenly young girls that were with me, and of the fun we would have in the future.

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Fucking my mom

My name is Max, I’m 18 and I never really thought of my mother as a sexual being. I mean, she’s my mom! She’s always been more than that, though. My dad left us when I was 10 so for 8 years it’s been just me and her which has made our relationship stronger. She’s more than just my mother; she’s one of my best friends. Don’t get me wrong about my dad, either. It turns out he was just into dudes — can’t expect him to live a lie the rest of my life. My mom was really supportive and we still have a good relationship. He lives out of state now so I don’t see him that often, but we still talk.
Anyway, back to my mom. I used to get comments when I was growing up (heck, I still do) from friends who’d come over after school. They’d see my mom and their jaws would drop. The world milf was tossed around a lot. For a 37 year old mother she does look pretty damn good: she’s 5’7″, long brown hair that frames her beautiful face, luscious full lips, emerald green eyes, and her body is really tight. If I were to guess her measurements, I’d say 34C-24-34. Gravity has had little effect on her as well, her chest is near perfection and her flat stomach only makes them look better. She’s always been in great shape but recently she bought gym and as the owner she feels the need to stay in the best shape possible. She’s definitely in the best shape of her life and she knows it. She’s been dressing a lot sexier lately, not to attract attention as much because it just makes her feel good.
I graduated high school last year and I’m not completely sold on college just yet. I decided to take a year off and decide what I want to do. In the meantime, I have a job working at the local golf course. The hours are flexible, the pay is decent and the guys I work with are great. I broke up with my girlfriend about 3 months ago and haven’t been with a girl since so the guys decided to take me out to one of the local strip joints after work to get my groove back. The other guys I work with are over 21 and I look like I could easily pass for 21 so I rarely get hassled when we go.
“Are you ready, Max?” Nathan said as the day was winding down. It was half hour before we were scheduled to be done, but we always call it a day a little earlier during the week.
“Yeah, I just gotta make a call,” I said as I reached for my cell phone and dialed home, “hey mom, it’s me. Me and the guys are going out for a couple hours after work. Not sure when I’ll be home. Yeah. Yeah. Ok. I’ll see you later. Love you too, mom.”
“Max, is your mom still a milf?” Kyle said jokingly.
“Fuck you, Kyle,” I said as I punched him in the arm.
We got to the strip club and it was pretty empty. I guess Wednesday afternoons aren’t that busy. The girls weren’t the top talent but hey they had tits and were definitely fuckable. We sat there just talking and checking out the ass for a couple of hours and then all the guys started thinning out. Eventually it was just me and Kyle. He’s a pretty cool guy and good to talk to. We’ve become pretty good friends and talk about everything.
“Dude, what’s going on? I haven’t seen you with a girl since you broke it off with Katie,” Kyle quickly changed the subject to my love life; “you’re not taking after your dad are you?”
“No, I’m not gay,” I said with a laugh and it’s true I have no interest in dudes I’m completely into women, “I just haven’t found the right girl.”
“The right girl is the one anyone who’ll play with your dong,” Kyle said jokingly.
“I know, I know don’t get me wrong I’m totally willing to fuck anything with tits but I just haven’t had the opportunity I guess,” I replied.
“You have the hottest piece of ass in town sitting at home right now doing nothing.”
I looked at him oddly and he wasn’t joking, “That’s my mom you’re talking about, dude.”
“I know, just hear me out. When’s the last time she was with a dude? She’s probably as horny as you are. I’m telling you if you don’t do it I’m going to,” he said. I think he was being dead serious too.
“Do what?” I think I know what he’s talking about but I’m too shocked to know what else to say.
“Fuck your mom. Look, just hear me out. I got this shit that if you put it in her drink will loosen her inhibitions and her panties a little. I’m telling you I used it on my mother-in-law last year and it was great,” he said.
“I’m not drugging my mom just so I can fuck her, Kyle. Wait… you did that to your mother-in-law? Does Julie know? Dude what the fuck?” now I was getting angry.
“It’s not what you think. It just loosens them up a little. It’s not like it knocks them out or anything. Yeah, I fucked my mother-in-law. She’s been flirting with me since I met Julie and she’s pretty hot, what can I say, she was totally into it.”
“But she’s my mom. It’s just wrong,” I didn’t totally reject the idea, but I knew it was wrong.
“When a woman is that hot, it aint wrong,” Kyle said, “now just take this,” he handed me a little bottle, “and when you’re feeling bold slip some into your moms wine and just see what I’m talking about.”
We headed home a little early. It was about 8:30 when I got home. Mom was just chilling on the couch watching the news. I couldn’t help but look at her in a different way. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt that showed off her flat stomach and her great tits. She must have taken off her bra when she got home so I could perfectly make out the outline of her nipples. She was sitting sideways on the couch so I could see her legs when I walked into the living room. Her knees were pointing straight up and were slightly parted so I could see her crotch perfectly. She was wearing very short black shorts that barely covered anything. Most women half her age couldn’t pull off what she was wearing. Her attention was completely focused on the TV so she didn’t notice me come in and certainly didn’t see me staring at her.
“Hey, mom,” I finally said, “I’m home.”
“Oh hi sweetie,” she said, “where did you go tonight?”
“The guys and I just went out for a drink. You know nothing interesting.” I said, “Anyway, I’m going to make myself a quick bite to eat and have a drink.” Mom didn’t mind me drinking alcohol at home. The way she saw it, better me drinking at home than somewhere else and driving home.
“That sounds like a good idea; I’ll have a glass of red wine. Could you get it for me?” she said focusing her attention back onto the TV.
“Sure.” As I got into the kitchen, I mixed a little extra vodka into my coke and played with the idea of putting some of Kyle’s stuff into moms drink. ‘A little wont hurt, right?’ I thought to myself. ‘Heck, it probably won’t even do anything.’ I made up my mind. I think Kyle said just a couple of drops. As I was pouring the liquid into moms wine a little more went in that I had anticipated. ‘It can’t hurt, right?’ I said to myself. I was to nervous to eat so I just went back to the living room and brought our drinks.
“I thought you were going to eat something,” mom questioned.
“Yeah, well I ate when we went out and I guess I’m really not that hungry,” I lied.
“Ok,” she took a sip of her wine, “hmm, tastes funny. Time to buy a new bottle I guess.”
My heart raced as I thought for sure she knew I tampered with her wine.
“Shouldn’t let good wine go to waste though,” she said as she took another sip. That was close.
We were watching the news and I kind of got lost in the TV and in my drink. It wasn’t till about a half hour later when I was done my drink that I looked over at my mom. She was all fidgety in her seat and kept moving her legs around. I noticed her nipples were very hard and very noticeable a well. She caught me looking at her tits and I swear she arched her back a little. When our eyes met she smiled and winked at me.
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‘I can’t believe I just did that,’ I thought to myself. My son was staring at my tits and instead of trying to cover up my hard nipples; I arched my back and gave him a better view. I didn’t have that much to drink, did I? I’ve noticed my son looking at me more and more in the last couple of years. I’ve never really thought anything about it but now having him looking at me like that is making me really hot. I know he’s my son but I haven’t been with a man for so long and out of nowhere I have the sudden craving for cock. I don’t care whose it is, I just want to suck and fuck someone. But not my son, that’s so wrong. Oh my god, I can see a bulge in his pants. The thought of my sons cock made me soak my shorts. I wonder if he can see the wet spot between my legs. Maybe if I just open my legs a little. I can’t believe I’m teasing my son like this. I gotta get out of here.
“Max, I’m going to go have a shower,” maybe that will cool me off a little.
“Sure, mom,” he said but his eyes were still locked on my pussy. Max has never acted like this before but I guess what can you expect? I was going into heat right in front of him.
I stripped down naked, by now my shorts were soaking wet but then I realized I forgot my body butter on the coffee table. I convinced myself that I couldn’t shower without it so I wrapped a towel around my body and went off to the living room. The towel started at the top of my tits, just above my nipples and barely covered my ass at the bottom. My body butter was right in front of Max on the coffee table so I went in front of him with my ass just a couple of feet from his face, I’m sure he could smell my juices. I bent over at the waist to pick up my body butter giving him an unobstructed, perfect view of my pussy.
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I’m only inches away from my mom’s pussy and it takes every inch of my being not to jump up and mount her right there. God damn, she’s hot. I can’t help but wonder how tight she is and how great it would be to fuck her. As she picks up her body butter, she peeked around at me and smiled as she arched her back and stood up.
“I can’t shower without this,” she said.
I was absolutely speechless but still managed to say, “What do you use that for?”
“It makes my skin nice and soft,” she said, “here touch,” she grabbed my left hand and put it on her right thigh.
I couldn’t form any words, I was just too stunned.
“I rub it on my whole body, except for my back. I can’t reach. Maybe you could put it on my back?” she said, “yeah, come on.” She grabbed my hand and led me towards the bathroom. I can’t believe this is all happening. When we got to the bathroom, she dropped her towel with her back to me and stepped into the shower. “Are you coming?” she said.
“Uh, what?” I said.
“It has to be put on in the shower,” she said, “and the shower is in here, silly. Now take off your clothes and get in here.”
Was this really happening? I decided to go with the flow and took off my clothes and climbed in the shower behind her. She handed me the body butter and I started rubbing it all over her back making sure to take my time and explore every inch of her. She was so sexy and I could barely contain myself. By now I’ve been rock hard for a while and my cock was just inches from her ass. I moved my hands down her back and rubbed the butter all over her hot ass.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as I grabbed her by the hips and toyed with pulling her ass back onto my cock. Without notice, she turned around and took the butter away from me. Her tits were even more amazing that I could have imagined. “Thanks,” she said and then she noticed my throbbing hard-on. “Oh, did I do that to you,” she said as she wrapped her right hand around the shaft and stroked it a couple of times. “You better go take care of that,” she said and turned back to her shower.
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His cock felt so big and hard in my hand. I wanted to drop to my knees right there and suck him dry. He must be dying to fuck my brains out, but I’m enjoying playing with him for now. “You can go now,” I said in an annoyed voice as I looked back at him. Finally he snapped out of his trance and left the shower. I laughed a little to myself as I thought how I was torturing him. I guess I’ve gone this far, the next step is to let my son fuck my brains out. My only worry is that it will change our relationship, but I guess we’re beyond that now. I finished up in the shower and didn’t bother with a towel; I just headed to my room. On my way, I had to pass Max’s room. I noticed his door was mostly shut, I opened it a crack and saw him stroking his cock. God I needed that cock. I went into my room and found some sexy lingerie. I put on a sexy black bra, a black garter belt with no panties and black nylons. I had trouble doing up one of the clasps so I called for Max.
“Max, I need your help now,” I said. My room was right next to his, so I know he could here me.
“Just a minute,” he said. Good, he’s not done jerking off.
“No, I need you to come in here instead,” I said hoping he’d pick up on that innuendo.
Within seconds, he was in my room and he was stunned when he was what I was wearing. His cock was still rock hard and I could see his shorts were a little went with pre-cum.
“Help me with my garter belt,” I said as I bent over the bed and presented myself to him, “I can’t do this one clasp up.”
He came up and his cock rubbed my bare pussy. I moaned a little, hoping that was enough to convince him to push his cock inside of me. Instead, he fixed my garter belt and stepped back.
I turned stood up and turned around, “thank you, Max,” and with that I kissed him deeply on the lips. I immediately felt his hands on my ass as our tongues explored each others mouth. I broke away from his mouth and dropped to my knees. I took his cock out of his boxer shorts, god it was bigger than I thought. The taste of his pre-cum was eletric and made me hungry for more. I sucked in his whole cock like thats what I was put on this planet to do. I knew he wouldn’t last long. I looked up at him and whimpered “fuck me, Max; I need you to fuck me.”
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I picked up my mom and put her back onto her bed and she spread her legs wide and started playing with her clit. “Come on, Max, fuck your mom.” I didn’t need much encouragement as I dropped my shorts and climbed on top of her. I placed my cock head at her opening and savored the moment. I was about to become a real mother fucker. She couldn’t wait any more and pulled me down onto her and I slid all the way in. We both moaned loudly as we felt each other. I can’t believe how tight and sweet her pussy is. Instinctively, I started bucking my hips and sliding my cock in and out of her pussy.
“Damn, you feel good, mom,” I said as I fumbled with her bra and eventually got it off. Her tits were as perky as a 20 year old. I took her left nipple into my mouth and fondled her right breast with my left hand as I continued fucking her.
“Yes, Max, I’m cumming!” mom started thrashing underneath me as she came all over my cock. I knew I couldn’t last any longer so I sat up and put her ankles on my shoulders and really started fucking her deep. The sound of my balls slapping her ass was enough to drive me over the edge and I drove my cock deep inside of my mother and ropes and ropes of cum shot out of my cock. I stayed inside of her until I was completely spent and then collapsed beside her.
‘What did I just do?’ I thought to myself. It was fucking amazing but what is she going to think of me?
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My son was lying next to me and we basked in our ecstasy then the guilt started to set in. ‘What did I just do?’ I thought, ‘Oh my God, I just let my son fuck me.’
“Look, Max,” I said, “I don’t know what just happened, but I don’t want it to ruin what we have, ok? I’m still your mother and you’re still my son. Tomorrow lets make sure everything goes back to normal and there’s no weirdness between us, ok?”
“Ok, Mom,” Max said, “but what about the rest of the night?”
With that, I took my sons cock in my mouth and started giving him a blow job. If we were only going to do this once, I wanted to make sure we did it as much as we could.To Be Continued…

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“AUNT GORGEOUS”

Aunt Gorgeous
By Blueheatt
…My Aunt lived with my single mom, my sister and I. She was beautiful to me. She was my mom’s sexy younger sister. Watching her around the house in her night clothes, robe, panties and bra was pleasantly driving me wild.
… My sister teased me about having the hots for her. I told sis that there was something about her that got me hard. Sis said: “So I’ve noticed…Mr. lumpy pants.” I told sis: “Sis, you know I’ve always had the hots for YOU first, come here and let me feel those tittys of yours.”
…She always got flustered when I said stuff like that and covered her chest with her arms and got pink in the face. (“Don’t do that Bobby!,…. you know I have a little crush on you and stuff like that doesn’t help me deal with it.”) she whispered. “Come on sis, step over here and let me feel at least one tit…please.” as I continued teasing her. I loved the wide eyed look she always got, and now she took one hand and covered her pussy over her night gown. It was like I was going to jump up and grab her tits and pussy. She had this cute scared look just waiting for me to strike. I said: “Come on sis, just a few steps and I’ll make you feel real good.” She whispered: (“…Bobby! Stop it!..”)
….She was breathing hard now with a look of…’is he going to feel me up or not?’…
…Sis thought….
…damn you Bobby!…you know that talk makes me hot. Maybe I’ll just stand her and let him feel me up. He’s done it before and I just let him do it. It felt so damn good, that’s when the crush started. Look at him just sitting there smiling at me. I couldn’t have an ugly older brother,… no… I got sexy Bobby. Well…make your move Bobby, I’m in the mood to be felt up and more, so now’s the time big brother…
….I looked at sis’s cute figure and tits as she gave me this little sexy smile. I stood up. She jumped and took a tiny step toward my bedroom doorway. She began to giggle as I held my arms out wide and said: “Sis, I’m sorry, let’s hug and let me make it up to you.” I waited. “One hug?” she said. “Yep” I said.
“Are you going to try and feel me up?”
“I sure am” as I lunged at her, she giggled and said “ I might tell on you, Bobby.”
“No you wont, you like it and we both know it. So put those arms down and let me feel those nice tits of yours.” She kicked the door shut with her foot and took my hands and put them on her tits.
…. Our hug became a sexy squirming pussy and boner rub. “I’m sexier than Aunt Sara, say it Bobby…Aunt Sara won’t let you feel her up and I know you love feeling me up Bobby. Say it Bobby…‘Sis is the sexist girl in the world’…do it an I’ll let you feel me ‘down there’.”
“Sis,…If you’ll jack my boner, I’ll lick you ‘down there.” She whispered: (“Is anybody home?”)
…I said “Nope”. She fumbled for the zipper on my pants when we hear a knock on my bedroom door. “Are you in there Bobby?”, our Aunt Sara says. My sis panicked as I said: “Yes…” “Is Sissy in there?” I said “Yes.” “Ok…we’ll talk later.” I looked at sis and she was in shock. She whispered: (“…Bobby!…she’ll think we’re messing around and tell mom!”) Sis was too shook up to continue….damn…just as I was going to get her to jack me off or suck me off or something. Sis flung open the door to see a surprised Aunt Sara who was obviously listening and quickly walked away….
….Later in the day Sara pulled me aside for a talk. She stood close to me. She had a beautiful face, tits, hair and she really liked me and was always touching me and rubbing on me.
…She talked quietly in the garage. “Bobby….a…it’s none of my business…but…if you and Sissy are doing something sexually you shouldn’t, I can help you. If you need a female to feel or release your male feelings to, you just let me know and I’m always available to help you. She then pulled me close to her for what I thought was a hug. Her hand started feeling my back and she started to whisper in my ear. Damn she smelled so good and was so sexy I got a boner. She felt it and moved her pussy back and forth in it. (“..any time bobby….any time you want a girl to feel, we’ll get together and let those feelings you get out. Say you’ll do it for me.. please.”)
….Son of a bitch…I felt her pussy on my boner, her tits in my chest and now she was feeling my butt cheeks. I wasn’t about pass this up.
“Sara…I need to release my feelings tonight if you have time. Mom works all night tonight and sis is staying the night with her friend (I think). I need a woman to feel. My girlfriend and I have split up for now and…”
…I thought Sara was going to pass out. She was huffing and puffing in my ear. “Oh Bobby…come to my bedroom tonight and….(she takes a big breath)..I’ll take care of your needs. I hope it doesn’t bother….. you that I’m your Aunt, because we can’t let that….(breath).., stand in the way…Ok?”
…Damn if she didn’t reach between us and squeeze my boner. I reached up and felt her warm tits. We gave each other a little preview of what was going to happen tonight….I hoped.
….Sissy was pissed at Sara and ignored her for messing up our feel up session. She feared she would tell mom something and we’d be in big trouble. I talked to Sis later and told her I had a talk with Aunt Sara and said there will be ’no’ telling mom anything. Sis looked at me and grinned….”Just what kind of a deal have made with Sara?…Bobby….Bobby, look at me!…you better not be messing with that bitch. You owe me a feel up and more. You caused my crush on you. Now you gotta pay for that…”
….She backed me up against the wall in the hallway and pushed her pussy into me real hard. I grabbed her tits and we did a quick return to our feel fest where we left off. Sis was hot and she wanted my attention. She whispered breathlessly…(“…Bobby…I’m tired of waiting for you to make a move on me…so I’m going to do the moving on you. Don’t lock your bedroom at night….damn you Bobby… you make me so hot for you…”) She gave me a quick tongue kiss and walked away smiling smugly….
I just stood there smiling for a second and thought…
I like my cool sister….but I can’t pass up my aunt….mmmm. That night I waited for sis to leave….she gave me the ‘look’ and said it had been called off. Well there goes my date with Aunt….but wait…I’ll go sis’s bedroom first a get a feel up, then wait till 12am or so and then go to Aunt’s. About 10:30 I went to sis’s room.
….The room was dark and it smelled like flowers…she was naked. I just had on my pajamas bottoms on….she pulled me down on her and took off my pajamas and locked her legs around me. She kissed me over and over again… my hardon rested against her pussy….She whispered: (..I got you now big brother…)
…I felt her beautiful tits and she jacked my hardon at her entrance…then guided it in…oh yes…
….I started slow pumping her deep, I like to hear the moaning sounds…. She smelled like rich perfume and her body did too. I speeded up a she reacted with a ’gasp’ …..and she held on to me for the impending climax she wanted so bad…. her vagina did a squeeze of its own along with a …”Ohhhh ’’…and we shook and strained…I shot a load again & again in her as we kissed and moaned for a long time….she wouldn’t let go….she just shook…
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The time was near for Aunt….I went to her door, which was open. She lay naked in the middle of the bed….I approached her and laid down…she whispered: (“…you’ve come..”). She rolled over on me and started kissing me all over….then she brought her knees up and started slowly started jacking my dick….her bush rubbed on my balls and she started breathing hard. I got mouthful of her breasts which I got a full hardon. She said: (..”…your not lonely…I’m horny!!, you bad boy…. You just wanted to see me naked…well try it out… I think I’ll rape you….”). She inserted my dick in her mouth and deep throated me…..
….I moaned as I grabbed her hair and guided her to my pleasure….she loved it and squeezed my balls to the point of pain…I was going to cum…when she got off and buried my dick in her pussy.
….Man could she fuck….is had been a long time since she had any fucking…..I felt her tits as they bounced on me and speeded up….she started making these sounds…..’oh yes–oh yes….Oh yes!…I love it….Oh yes’ …and more and more…‘O god!’….and I had to cum …she was like a bucking mare with moans to go with it…”OOoooohhhh Oooooohhhh” and she received a jolt ….I came & came and gave all I had….….she shook and kissed all my face over & over again….…and we laid there spent in each others arms….
At 2am my sister came in and woke me up….pulled me out and put in her bed….I fucked her for another hour…..at 3am I went in my bedroom……and collapsed..
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