Childhood Friends
Two teenaged childhood friends explore the depth of their relationship. Rather romantic, I hope 🙂
Two teenaged childhood friends explore the depth of their relationship. Rather romantic, I hope 🙂
This is a work of fiction. None of the characters are real. No baby animals were clubbed in the making of this story. It was written out in one day and proof read that same day, so please excuse any mistakes or inconsistencies. I realize it’s a bit longer than most of the stories I see on here, so I apologize if it gets a bit boring, you can always skip ahead to the good bits. I hope you enjoy it. Be gentle, it’s my first time posting here.
Mike and Tiffany are having a hard time connecting during the Xmas Holidays…hey who’s the big guy in red?
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“Wake up, Abby.” I came out of the bathroom and found my sister still asleep in my bed. I poked her shoulder. “Come on, its almost time for school.” She didn’t so much as move. Somewhat annoyed, I began shaking her. “Abby! Wake up!” Barely stirring, she tried to roll over, but I practically pulled her upright.
“What? What time is it?”
“You slept in too late. You only have 15 minutes to get ready. Hurry up, I don’t want to be late again.”
“Then maybe you shouldn’t have kept me up so late.” Abby disappeared into the bathroom.
It had been a little over a week since the fateful night when Abby’s room had flooded during a storm, damaging most of her stuff, destroying her carpet, and forcing her to move into my room until it was repaired. After I’d spent a hard night in the sleeping bag on the floor, she’d insisted we share the bed, and in our loneliness, our mutual desire for intimacy had exploded into a week of steamy encounters. We, of course, had to hide this, especially from our mom. Fortunately, she was her usual preoccupied self, focused on her job and the house, usually too tired to do much more for us than feed us. Still, the need for absolute secrecy made us wait until late to ensure she was asleep.
The night before mom had been up watching a movie until midnight. We waited quietly with the lights out, passing the time looking for incest porn on my computer until we were sure she was asleep. When the time finally came, we jumped on each other, rubbing and groping. I came to her firm stroking and, for the third night in a row, she orgasmed hard with my finger deep in her pussy and my lips sucking her clit.
On the way to school, Abby told me about her new friend Izzy. Abby was a freshman, and had been having trouble finding friends since starting high school a couple of months before. Her best friends from Middle School had turned on her to join a popular clique. She’d tried hard to get back in with them, but her attempt fell through. I’d like to think that our new relationship had helped her turn her problem around, and given her the confidence to find friends elsewhere.
“Anyway, Izzy’s dad is going to take us to the mall after school, so you won’t need to take me home today,” Abby told me.
“I’m sure you’ll have a good time,” I said. I was happy for her, but also slightly jealous of the time I wouldn’t get to spend with her tonight. Abby picked up the hint of displeasure.
“You alright?” she asked.
I sighed a bit. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Abby thought a moment. “I know what’s the matter, I slept in and forgot to give you a proper good morning.” As I drove, she reached over and started to fondle the crotch of my pants. After a minute we reached a stoplight, and I leaned back in the car seat. She looked to either side of us to see if anyone could see into our car, but I drove an old pick-up that was high off the ground, so there was no problem. She undid my pants and released my now-hard dick. “Light’s green,” she said, slowly stroking my dick. I desperately wanted to cum before we reached school, but driving the car was too much a distraction and time was too short. As we got close to the parking lot, Abby released me and slid back over. “Out of time. We’ll have to finish later.”
I anticipated ‘later’ all day and afternoon, waiting at home for Abby to return from the mall. Whether playing fetch with the dogs or sitting on the couch watching TV, I spent my time still thinking about her and remembering what we’d done together. Random scenes flashed through my mind: My hand sliding into her pajama top and cupping her breast for the first time, her fingers wrapping around my dick, masturbating at the computer while she caressed my balls, tasting the sweet juices dripping from her pussy after she came. Most of all was just the warm, soft feel of her pale, freckled skin and the loving smile that spread wide her round cheeks.
Abby was finally dropped off after dinner. I was sitting in my room doing some homework when she walked in. “I had a lot of fun with Izzy. We have a lot in common.” She held up her bags. “Want to see what I got?”
“Maybe later. Mom wanted to watch a movie with us again tonight, and the sooner we start the sooner we can come to bed.”
She smiled, and then said seriously, “Yeah, I don’t want to stay up as late tonight. I’m pretty tired.”
Early on in the movie Abby left to change and didn’t come back. I’d been staying up later than usual with Mom to avoid even the hint of suspicion that we were up to something, but the waiting was painful. Sitting through the insufferably long movie, I imagined her sitting at my computer looking at porn with her finger deep in her pussy.
When it ended and Mom went to bed, I headed to my room with great anticipation, unzipping my pants before I even went in. I pulled my dick free and flung the door open dramatically. To my disappointment, Abby was lying on the bed already asleep, not even under the covers.
Stepping over the sleeping bag, I tried to nudge her awake. It was hopeless, she’s just too deep a sleeper.
I got ready for bed, hoping I’d settle down and be ready to sleep myself, but came back with my dick still sticking out straight in my boxer-briefs. Not wanting to drag Abby out of bed to wake her up, I decided to take care of it the old fashioned way and sat down at the computer.
Even as I looked through the porn, each time a new page loaded I found my eyes turning to look at Abby asleep in my bed just inches away from me. I focused on the computer, but every handjob, blowjob, and redhead made me think of Abby. I tried lesbian vids, but as soon as a tongue reached a pussy, my eyes were back on Abby. After a week with her, porn just wasn’t going to cut it.
I turned the volume up a bit, hoping the moans might have an effect. I turned my chair into the bed, shaking it. None of it caused her to stir. I turned my chair and stared at her. She was lying on her side facing towards me, wearing a red camisole whose fabric made her skin look even softer. Her tits pushed right through the light material, showing every curve, her nipples sticking straight out towards me. Even though her clothes were all back from the laundry service, she was again wearing a pair of my boxer-briefs as her only bottoms. They were too big for her, but still her round ass managed to stretch the fabric.
I needed to touch her. Up until now she’d be willing for anything I’d initiated, but taking advantage of her like this seemed like it might be a step too far for my typically shy sister. But as soon as the idea entered my head, I knew there would be no getting away from it. I was simply too horny for her, and couldn’t sleep without release. I reached out from the chair and placed my hand against the skin of the side above her waist where her top didn’t quite cover. I slid my hand up her side, carefully watching for any sign of consciousness. Seeing none, I slid my hand down to her breast, cupping it gently in my hand, and then pinching her nipple. Pausing a moment to check again for movement. As delicately as I could, I pulled her top up, sliding it slowly under the side on the bed, pulling it out and over her tits. Her firm B-cups sank only a little downward. With both hands I ran my fingers across and around her breasts, and leaned over to them. I kissed her top nipple gently, and then suckled at it while squeezing it gently.
Setting my sights downward, I carefully pulled her waistband out and down and peeked inside at the triangle of red curly hair, leading down out of my sight. Just as I was about to slip my hand inside, Abby, without waking, groaned wearily and, smacking her mouth, rolled over on her front, her head turned to still face me. Her breathing soon returned to long, slow breaths and I continued. Her legs were slightly apart, and I moved down the bed so I could get a better look. The legs of the boxer-briefs were too wide for her legs, and on one side had fallen open in a way that showed her skin all the way up her smooth thigh the top of her leg, with just a bit of her pussy lips and red fuzz showing. I licked my lips and slowly pulled back the leg opening more, giving a full view of her soft pussy mound.
Now half on the bed, I reached my hands to each side of her waist and started sliding down the boxer-briefs over her round ass, then stretching them out to fit them down below her opened knees and out of the way.
Again checking closely that she was still sleeping, I decided to make use of the opportunity and do something I hadn’t tried while she was awake. I leaned down and softly kissed her ass cheek, running my finger along her crack. With one hand, I gently separated her ass cheeks, and checking her one more time, I licked my finger and caressed it across her anus.
Now feeling bolder, I lowered my finger slowly down until I reached the bottom of her pussy. Tickling briefly right at the bottom, I traced a line around the outer edge of her mound. I placed my index and ring finger on either lip and slowly separated them, dipping my middle finger and gently running it against the pink flesh inside.
Abby’s breathing changed a bit, but she didn’t seem to have tensed. Using just my index finger, I wiggled it between her lips, sinking it a little deeper each time, until it ran lengthwise across her whole hole and the round soft pussy lips closed over it.
I froze as Abby started mumbling slightly. The sounds were unintelligible. Her legs closed some onto my hand, my finger still pressed between her lips. I wiggled my finger a little more, moving it until the tip was just barely entering her hole, and slowly pushed it in just a bit. She shifted her hips a bit more, and I realized I couldn’t go much further without waking her up.
I just barely slid the tip of my finger in and out of her, and tried to consider what to do next. This was all hot, but none of it was getting me finished. I looked up at her face to check her eyes, and saw that her mouth was slightly open. Still asleep, she licked her lips a bit to moisten them and made the barest pucker, as if about to kiss something.
I was as helpless to avoid the next idea in my head as the first one. Although I was almost sure it would wake her up and she’d be mad, I couldn’t stop myself. I pulled my hand free and shifted to the head of the bed. Taking my dick in my hand, I carefully leaned it in to her face. I gently rubbed my tip along her cheek. Pre-cum started beading across the tip of my dick, and I spread it to cover the whole purple head. Her mouth still open, she puckered slightly again, and more slowly than anything yet, I let my dick find its way to her lips. I ran the tip along her bottom lip, then her top, feeling the softness and wetness of them and her warm breath escaping her mouth. I pulled back a moment and again she moistened them.
I brought my dick in gently between her lips until it touched them both, my tip just barely in her mouth. I slowly stroked my cock as it sat there. Suddenly and yet slowly, she closed her lips around my head. Her mouth opened again slightly, and I felt the end of her tongue push against my dick, but only for a moment. Her lips puckered out again and closed a little farther down around my dick, taking my whole head into her mouth. She shifted her body slightly again and let out a soft “Mmmm.” I couldn’t believe she was still asleep!
Some impulse buried deep within her sleeping brain caused her to start sucking gently at what was in her mouth. I couldn’t help pressing my dick into her mouth just a bit further. With my fingertips pinching my shaft I made short, sharp strokes on my dick. Abby’s mouth sucked a little harder, and I felt her tongue press against my head, rubbing slightly with each suckle.
I couldn’t take anymore. I pulled out of her mouth and came. I turned slightly and the first few hard spurts shoot across her back, a bit even reaching her ass. Much of the rest dribble off my dick and fall onto her cheek, where part slowly slid down her chin. She again moistened her lips and then closed her mouth.
I still worried what she might think if she awoke and found out what I’d done. I took a tissue and gently wiped my cum off her face without disturbing her. With my dick gradually softening, I climbed over her and snuggled up against her. She turned again to her side facing away from me, and I pressed against her back, feeling the warm wetness of my cum sticking on her back and ass. I lay there and gradually drifted towards sleep.
Abby shifted slightly again, her head turning towards mine. Just as I was nearly asleep, her soft whisper shocked me awake. My heart suddenly racing with fear and regret, my brain finally processed the words she had said.
“Next time, spend more time on my pussy, and don’t cum so fast. I was just getting warmed up.” She wiggled her bare ass against me until my dick nestled between her ass cheeks, and then pulled the covers up over us.
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Thank you all so much for the warm reception the first five chapters got! I’m so grateful for all of you. I hope the next five chapters are just as entertaining! **No age is mentioned in this story and for all we know all characters are 18 or above for the story.** Also, fair warning, there’s still a lot of tropes. Enjoy.
Annie was not a woman to argue with. She was very bright. She
could have majored in anything in college and done well. When she
had her mind made up, she could move mountains. I had resigned
myself to the fact that my daughter was going to call the shots. It
was actually okay, because I didn’t have to explain our actions to
anyone in the world. The only other living relatives I had were
three sisters, and they all lived miles away and never visited. And
if they did, Annie was cool enough to make an adjustment to our
sleeping arrangements. Yet I was haunted with my old values of
right and wrong.
While Annie nursed Eve, I made reservations. Moving her “things”
into my bedroom was kind of a joke anyway. She already was using
my bathroom and had all her stuff in there. She had been using her
mother’s closet, so except for her body being next to me in bed, she
was already moved into my room. I stood there in my one button
suit, calling a nice restaurant while my daughter was sitting nude
on the couch nursing Eve. Actually Eve had more clothes on than
either of the adults did. When she finished feeding Eve, Annie
handed her to me and told me to change her diaper and get
her ready while she got ready.
I undid Eve’s wet diaper and looked at her in all her purity and
innocence. I looked at that tiny slit and thought to myself how
that would someday be a great attraction to some man. But now
it was a source of inconvenience for the adults around her. I
chuckled as I powdered her bottom and wrapped her up tightly
in a dry diaper. “Do you understand what’s happening here Eve?
I’m not sure I do. If you do ever find out and you probably will,
please understand and love me and your mother. We love you
so very much.”
Dinner was wonderful. Annie and I talked from our hearts. We
talked about so many things. I would sit back and just marvel
a the intelligence of my daughter. Tears started in my eyes.
“What’s wrong Daddy?”
“A few months ago I felt so alone. And now I have everything.
I’ve seen the looks of the men who walk by. They notice what
a beauty you are. But none of them knows just how bright you
are. You could have been anything in this world. I guess I’m just
the luckiest man in the world. You’re everything a man could
want. And you love me.”
“Wow. For once I’m speechless. How can I possibly respond?”
she grabbed my hand and with a gentle squeeze she said, “Father,
your wrong. We are so lucky to have each other.” (When I heard
her use the term ‘Father’ I knew this was from her heart.)
Our dinner went very well. And as we drove home, Annie couldn’t
have sat closer to me unless she sat on my lap to drive. We put Eve
down for the night in the crib which I moved in with us and got
ready for bed ourselves. I have always been one who believed that
pajamas were to be used only in case of a fire. Annie was the same
way.
She laid on the top of the covers and asked me to rub some oil and
cocoa butter on her small stretch marks. An unfair price women
pay to give life. I did this with great relish, and love for her.
And soon this which would be a nightly routine became a labor
of love for me.
She went into the bathroom and I heard her pee. Even the sound
of a woman peeing had been missing in my life. That hissing
sound as the amber fluid rushes past her inner and outer lips is
so distinctive. I laid there and listened to it like it was music.
Annie crawled into bed with me and immediately embraced me. Her
young smooth body with that youthful soft skin felt so nice. Our
relationship to each other soon became a non issue. We didn’t
immediately jump on each other, but instead we talked.
Annie started with, “Mother and I used to talk a lot about sex
after I went to college. She used to tell everything about the
sexual relations the two of you enjoyed.”
“Everything!?”
“Yes Daddy, everything.”
I snorted at the idea. Marty wouldn’t give away all our little
fun things. Annie just got some things, not everything. “Annie
I doubt she said too much.”
Annie started to giggle, “well let’s see. She said you were kinky.
The two of you used to play pee games in the shower. You used
to love to hear her pee. That’s why I left the door open. I knew
you liked to hear it.”
“Groan”
“You hate to come first. You had to know that Mother had an
orgasm before you tried to have one. She told me how she would
sometimes fake hers just to have you cum first.”
“She never did. I would have known she was acting.”
“She did that because she used to love to then have you masturbate
her with your fingers getting your cum all over your fingers and
rubbing her clit with it. It was a real turn on for her because she
knew you really didn’t care to do it, but she could get you horny
enough.”
“She did, did she? And…”
“She said that the most exciting about sex with you was that it
was fun. She said you made sex play and not just sex.”
“Well that’s true. I have always felt it was such a pleasure
that it had to be fun. I never use the word ‘fuck’ when it comes
to sex because it sounds like something you’re doing to someone
and not with. I don’t always use the term ‘love making’ because
it sounds like you’re having to work at it. I love the concept of
fore play, because sex isn’t serious, it’s play. Victorian wives
made it work, making babies makes it work, but it was given to
us to have fun with. To play.”
“That’s what I have always wanted. To get enjoyment from sex
to make it fun.”
“It is fun Annie. Didn’t we have fun this afternoon? Was there any
work involved? And don’t get exercise confused with work.”
“It was wonderful! I have never enjoyed it so much in my life.”
“It was wonderful because it didn’t have a purpose to it. We just
got caught up with each other. We played.”
“Mother used to say that she was so inexperienced about sex before
the two of you were married. She didn’t know if your cock was
bigger than normal or smaller. She just knew it was hard and
wonderful.”
“I’ve never measured it. But someday I’ll get a yardstick and see
how big it is. Sex is 25% equipment, 75% attitude. If my cock
is tired, my tongue will never be tired.”
“Mother said you used to love to eat her and lick her butt hole.”
I looked to the ceiling and said, “Marty wasn’t anything sacred?”
Annie continued on going into details I thought would never escape
my bedroom. I was caught somewhere between being embarrassed
and happy with my reminiscing of the way things were. “Your
mother and I did have a wonderful sex life. We could laugh
at any time and not destroy our moods. I loved her with all
my heart and never even was tempted to cheat on her because
she was such a complete partner. She would try anything and
look for ways to enjoy it.”
“Daddy, I’m the very image of my mother. Put your prejudice
about our relationship away, and just let’s enjoy our lives
together. Please.”
I hugged and kissed Annie for all I was with. My hand felt her
tight round butt as her head snuggled against my shoulder.
“Annie, I’d like to play now, but Eve will be waking you in a couple
of hours for a feeding and I have to get up at five. I’ll be home
between three and three thirty tomorrow. We have the entire
weekend together. Let’s put both cars in the garage, unplug the
phone and just be together. We can sunbathe in the yard, go
skinny dipping, do anything you want. Let’s have the whole
weekend just being with each other and with Eve.”
Annie didn’t say anything. She just squeezed my arm tighter and
was soon asleep.
Five seemed to come a couple of hours early. I had heard Eve cry
at two and heard Annie get her, bring her to bed and feed her.
While the sounds of her nursing weren’t really sexy, I loved
hearing them. I knew that Annie would have let me finish off
her milk if I wanted to, but I wanted her to rest. When I got up
and showered I tried not to disturb her. But as I walked back
into the bedroom to get dressed she started to get up. “No you
stay in bed and rest Annie. You didn’t get much sleep last
night.” She just purred and melted back under the covers with
a thank you.
My day went really well. Everyone seemed to notice that I looked
happier than I have in a couple of years. I told them that having
my daughter with me, and the joy of being able to hold my little
granddaughter has made me feel alive again. I was alive again.
The tune from the play “Annie” kept ringing in my ears. You
know, “Annie, Annie, things are all coming now….”. But my life
was coming back into happiness now.
I got home about 3:15. I parked the car in the garage. I noticed
that Annie had already parked her car there. I shut and locked
the door and went into the house to be greeted by this gorgeous
red headed woman wearing her birthday suit and a big smile.
“Well are you hungry or horny?” she asked.
“Well I did work through lunch and haven’t eaten,” I said jokingly,
“what about you?”
She didn’t say a word. She came over to me and removed my tie,
unbuttoned my shirt and removed it, undid my belt and zipper on
my pants, letting them drop to the floor, and slid off my undershorts
letting them all stand in a pile on the floor. She only paused in
between items to kiss me. There we were in the kitchen. I had
my clothes laying on the floor dressed only in shoes and socks and
this hot horny doll who was 25 years younger than me was standing
there admiring my 57 year old body. “If I’m dreaming, don’t
wake me up,” I thought.
“You’re going to have to do your shoes and socks, I’m going
upstairs.”
I put all my clothes in their proper place and ran up stairs. I
heard the shower running. When I got into the bedroom Annie
wasn’t there. “I’m in here,” she said calling from the shower.
I went into the shower with her. “Sit down,” she instructed. I
followed her request which was a request and not a command.
She waited for me to get comfortable and then she straddled my
thighs and spread her cunt lips exposing her urethra. Slowly
pee started to come out. “This is harder to do than I thought,” she
said. But soon she was relaxed and allowed a warm full stream
to splash against my chest and run down my stomach running
down either side of my balls and over my thighs. She went for
a long time. When she was finished. She just looked at me with
a big smile on her face, like she did the day when she had first
ridden her bicycle. She had accomplished something new. “Well
did you enjoy my surprise?”
“Do we have any more ice tea in the house? I didn’t think you were
going to stop. Sweetie, it was just wonderful. Yes I enjoyed it.”
“Was it as good as Mother’s?”
“You’re certainly her daughter. When you said she told you
everything, I didn’t realize she blabbed about technique. Yes
you’re every bit as fun as she was.” I got up and kissed Annie.
Now our kisses were becoming more meaningful. Our tongues were
intertwining and dancing against each other. I felt bad not because
this was my daughter, but because she deserved someone more
her age. She is far too good to be wasted on a man my age. Yet
I was going to grab the moment and enjoy it.
We continued on until she asked, “well aren’t you going to return
the favor?” I hugged her tightly and then with one hand held
my cock pointing it upward and peed a stream between us, then
lowered it to finish on her pubic hair which was really starting
to fill out. “Hmmm,” she said, “it does feel so warm and really
nice. It was nicer than I thought it would be, and fun.”
I took the bar of soap and started to apply soap all over her body.
paying special attention to the area between her legs. I
was intent on having fun and so was she. When she turned around
to rinse, I soaped her back and ran the soap and then my well soaped
hand between her ass cheeks and along her crack. I paid a great
deal of attention to her butthole. When her turn came, she
followed my example. She had me completely lathered and
worked up. Her slender fingers felt so good on my body. “How
in the Hell could Eric prefer some hairy legged guy over this?”
I thought. I didn’t hate or resent him, just didn’t understand and
felt sorry for him. I could never be gay or bi. I haven’t gotten
my fill of the female body yet.
By the time we had showered and shampooed, I was so worked up
that the next touch of my cock was going to pump cream to the
ceiling. Annie had manipulated me with such great skill which was
from instinct more than practice.
We dried each other and immediately went to the bed which was
already turned down. My daughter had this all planned out how
she wanted it. I was thrilled. We kissed and caressed. Soon I
found myself on my back with her on all fours straddling my
head with her legs. She slowly lowered her pussy closer and
closer to my mouth. Yes she had remembered her mother telling
her how much I loved to eat pussy. And she was going to get this
for herself now. My tongue played with her pussy tasting the
outer lips and then the inner lips, running down along their sides
and across their tops. I purposely stayed away from the clit for
now. I have no preference of being on top when eating pussy,
or being beneath. Being beneath does allow the woman more
freedom to control the location and pressure of my mouth and
tongue. Annie was taking full control of this now. She was
really enjoying the attention my mouth was giving her. I learned
later that she had only had oral sex 3 or 4 times before. But
she was really enjoying everything and anything I was doing.
I guess this was partly because she was determined to get all
the enjoyment she could. And that was what I really wanted for
her. I wanted any experience with me to be fun and filled with
pleasure for her because at this time, she was the most valuable
person in my life, she was my everything.
But now it was time for heightened enjoyment. I pushed my tongue
toward her clit, and she responded my angling her hips so that I
had full access to her clit. She had really started to flow by
now and her entire crotch was soaking wet with her juices and
my saliva. I captured as much of her internal juice in my mouth
and enjoyed it’s wonderful taste. My tongue whipped around her
clit in little incoherent circles. And soon it was stroking it. My
hands played with her whole vaginal area. I didn’t want to play
with her anus yet for fear that if she was not used to it her
momentum would be broken and her pleasure would be spoiled.
She had been receiving so much pleasure now that she had forgotten
about my cock. That was fine because I was already at an explosive
level and anything she would do would just make me ejaculate too
soon.
Soon I could feel her start to tremble. The inner lips of her vag
were firm and standing straight out. Her internal fountain
was flowing out of control. She was breathing at a very irregular
rate. Her body was pressing even harder against my mouth. Soon
she was wiggling her hips and shaking all over. She was crying
with loud moans of passion. She was crying out words, but because
my ears were being pressed against by her legs I had a difficult time
understanding her, but I didn’t care. I was in heaven. I had this
wonderful pussy in my mouth and was enjoying it. to the fullest.
Annie crashed into an enormous orgasm. Her entire body shook
with pleasure wave after pleasure wave. Soon she was subsiding.
She rolled off of me and collapsed in a puddle of Jell-O. She was
still shaking slightly, her breath was still a little irregular.
She had never experienced an orgasm with the intensity
of this one. She had absolutely no idea that she could ever
have this degree of pleasure.
I rolled over and lifted myself up on my elbows. Again tears were
streaming from her closed eyes. I was getting a little smarter
about my baby’s reactions by now and asked, “It was that good?”
She shook her head and with her eyes still closed said, “I had no
idea that I could be so out of control with pleasure. I thought
I was going to pass out it was so intense. I didn’t want to miss
a single feeling. It went beyond wonderful. I love you so much.
I don’t ever want to leave you.”
Guilt hit me between the eyes. “No Annie, some day you need to
find a man your age. One who will grow old with you. Not me.”
“Daddy when you’re 75 years old, I’ll be 50. When you’re 85
I’ll be 60. If I can have 10, 20 or more years of happiness my
life will be complete.”
“I love you Annie. But I love you too much to deprive you
of anything.”
“Then show me how much you love me and stop arguing.”
“Okay. But if someone comes along please take him. For me.
For Eve. Please.”
She didn’t answer. She rolled over and pressed her lips against
mine. Our tongues again melded together as I sucked her breath
into my lungs. We broke from this so that I could go to her
very firm milk filled breasts. She had spilled milk out of them
during her orgasm which had dripped onto my lower body. I saw
tiny drops on her nipples and drank deeply from them as mouth
covered first her left breast then her right. She had plenty of
it for both Eve and me. Her body was healthy and she was
producing a lot of milk.
“I think it’s time to see if Mother was exaggerating about how
hard you got inside her.”
I guess I could have considered everything to this point as not
being incestuous. But intercourse was the final part that would
bring it to it’s full meaning. It’s hard to believe but I was
starting to feel reluctant. Soon Annie was pleading with me,
encouraging me to do it. “I want you inside me. I really need to
feel you. Please do it for me. Please.” I got up and between
her legs, lowering my body slowly as my cock sought it’s
destination. She reached her hand down to guide it. I closed
my eyes waiting for the wrath of Hell to engulf my soul. I felt
the tip of my cock touch her wet pussy. Soon it was inside.
With Annie pleading, I pushed further and soon rested with the
tip of my cock resting against her cervix. I stopped and opened
my eyes. Her face looked so angelic. She was so pleased that
any reservations I had were going to disappear for ever. I was
giving this daughter of mine something that no one had ever
given her and no one would be able to give her at this time.
She opened her eyes and said, “Thank you. You feel wonderful
inside of me.”
“You feel wonderful too.” I bent down and kissed her with more
appreciation than passion. “I just want to stay right where I am
to enjoy it as much as I can.” I rested deep inside her to feel
her vaginal walls pulse against my cock. I slowly pulled back
letting my cock enjoy it’s surroundings. Annie’s vaginal walls
responded by gripping at it. She let out a small gasp of joy and
her face was covered with a joy that I can’t describe. She was
doing just what she wanted to do, she was receiving just what
she felt she needed.
I started to move down and deep inside her and almost all the way
out again, each time with her reacting in pleasure and with each
reaction she had I responded with a similar reaction. Soon her
hips were thrusting upward to catch my downward thrusts almost as
if she were trying to gain every single inch of my cock inside her now
very wet pussy. We worked together as a well timed piece of machinery
complimenting each others movements, both of us finding an extreme
pleasure in each other. Soon I could feel the changes in her body
as she began to stiffen and tremble, she was getting closer to
her full release. The anticipation of this was getting to me as
I picked up the tempo feeling my explosion building up deep
inside.
Annie crashed with pleasure. Her whole body feeling the affects
of the joy her pussy was getting. Her moaning and cries of joy
were more intense and spurred me into my final approach to
my eruption.
One, two, three, four shots of my semen streamed into her deepest
parts flooding an already full pussy. I could feel it extrude along
the sides of my cock as it continued to piston in and out of Annie.
Finally my movements became erratic as I slowed down to regain
my composure. Both of us were breathing heavily and somewhat
under labor. Both of us has smiles demonstrating the pleasure we
had both received.
“Oh daddy, that was wonderful.”
“Baby, you were wonderful. More so than I can describe, and
certainly more wonderful than I deserve.”
I stayed as deeply inside her as I could for as long as I could.
But soon my shrinking cock let me know it could no longer
stay and I felt it slipping out of Annie. As it did, I rolled over
to her side and embraced her giving her as many kisses as I
could. This woman was enough for the most virile of men not an
old man like me. She could wear me out with her sexuality. She
was more than wonderful and I knew it instantly.
We laid there for a few moments when she grabbed my hand and pushed
it down towards her very wet and full pussy. “I need one more,”
she said, as she was going to emulate her mother’s favorite trick.
I knew what she was up to and couldn’t resist her at all. Soon
my fingers were dipping deep inside her pussy and bringing up
small traces of my semen and then bathing her clit with it.
With each trip of my fingers she would respond. We were soon
in a deep kiss with my fingers bathing her clit with this mixture
of my semen and her secretions. Her body was trembling even
harder now. And soon her kisses lost their intensity as she
went into yet another orgasm. Soon she was crying out how
much she loved this attention her clit was getting.
When she subsided, the two of us lay there neither one with the
energy to move. This rest ended with the demanding cries of a
very hungry Eve.
Annie looked at me with a slight disappointed look. “I’m sorry
dear, but I’m not built to do anything for her,” I said.
Annie smiled and got up to get Eve. She scooped her up and told
me she was going to take her downstairs to feed her. I got up and
followed.
As Annie started down the stairs she called back with, “Dad you’ll
need to bring a washcloth and diaper. Make that two wash cloths,
I can feel you leaking out all over the inside of my legs. How
much did you put in me anyway?”
At this we both laughed. I fetched the necessary items and
went downstairs. I stopped to see this beautiful scene of
my very pretty daughter sitting nude on the sofa nursing my
equally pretty granddaughter. The light of dusk hi-lighted the
stark beauty of this scene. I stood there almost breathless
realizing just how lucky I was.
As Annie finished feeding Eve, she looked to me and said, “I think
I need to do more than just wipe off. Let me go take a quick shower.
And dad, Eve needs some big time repairs so you better plan on
using both towels on her.” With this Annie handed me Eve and
bounced up the stairs.
She was right. Eve bottom was a complete disaster. But I had
seen just as bad years ago with Annie. And it did take both towels
to repair the mess. But with her bottom clean and powdered I
again marveled at how perfect this little body was. I didn’t put
another diaper on right away, but took her out onto my back patio.
There the two of us sat. Me completely nude and her little nude
body pressed against my chest.
Annie came down to see this sight and laughed, “you’re asking for
an accident to happen. Eve never gives a warning when she’s
ready to unload.” And with that I felt a small warm stream splash
against my chest.
“Well, that’s the third generation to pee on this chest. I guess
that’s some kind of a record.”
Annie grabbed Eve and diapered her, smiling while she felt
the same sense of contentment I had felt earlier. The three of
us were going to be all the company we would need.
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What happens when a brother and sister become college roommates . . . ?
After the suprise in the club, I was in for more then I bargained for …
The 2nd chapter of the train loving geek
We head to dinner….
College boy is hot for his English teacher so he writes about her in his writing assisgnments. Gradually he gets bolder and bolder and dangerously close to going too far and their attraction builds until they finally cross that line.
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An adult version of Cinderella, with a twist thrown in to replace the crystal slipper. Cindy finds love with the Prince because her Fairy God Mother makes some important changes to her body.
It had been about a month since that amazing night when I first fucked Linda, since then we have been fucking as often as possible. I still relive that magical night, the first time we fucked it felt like it last for an hour, in reality it had only been a few minutes. We did eventually make our home movie and one time we watched it together while masturbating but this story isn’t about that. I’ll just get right into it so I don’t spoil the surprise, before you start it would be a good idea to read part one first.
Stan’s rather pedestrian life takes a turn toward adventure when he happens to meet the daughter of his neighbor to the rear
Amanda finds a sex video of her brother and his old girlfriend and it gives her ideas, fun ideas for them both.
Sean never wanted tied down, until he met this gorgeous real estate agent
Billy always had a thing for redheads, could never really explain why, it was just a natural attraction. After returning from an extended trip he moves in with friends and meets a cherry top that really got a rise out of him!
Chuck and brenda continue their clandestine relationship away from the office
The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart
“So what do you want to do tonight?” My sister Abby was lying on my bed as I came out of the bathroom. It was Friday, and we’d just gotten home from school and had the house to ourselves.
“I have a few ideas,” I said. I walked over next to her, standing next to the bed.
“I think I know what you have in mind.” She leaned her head towards me and softly kissed my dick through my pants. “Last night you didn’t really get a chance to savor it.”
Abby and I had been sharing my room since hers was flooded in a storm, and had spent over a week being more than a simple brother and sister. The night before, I’d come into my room to find her already deep asleep, and too horny for her to be satisfied with porn, I had started touching her. As I grew bolder, I had ended up rubbing my dick against her lips until they had wrapped around my head. After only a moment I’d pulled out and cum. Only after I was done did I find out she had been awake.
I sat on the bed next to her. Our heads leaned together and we began kissing. After our lips separated, she pulled away. “I just remembered, I have a science project I need to work on this weekend. I’d better start on it tonight.” She told me what it was. I’d had the same teacher the year before and had done the same project.
“I remember that one. Isn’t it a group project, though?”
“Yes, but the other members of my group didn’t volunteer to do much. It’s better if I do it myself.”
“Abby, don’t be such a pushover,” I told her. Abby had always been shy, and was afraid of confrontation. “It’s not cool that your group saddled you with all the work. Why’d you let them do that?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t want to be the bitch.”
“There’s a difference between being a bitch and standing up for yourself.”
“Sorry.”
“See, there, you’re doing it again,” I teased her. “Stop it! You can’t be so afraid of making other people uncomfortable.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, I’ll try next time.”
She worked on the project a while, then we headed out to grab some burgers for dinner. We got our food and sat down at a table. Abby opened hers, sighed a bit and pushed it to the side.
“They get your order wrong?” She nodded. “Take it back up there and get them to make you a new one.”
“That’s alright, I’m not that hungry.”
“This is exactly what I’m talking about. A little confrontation won’t hurt anything. They get this a dozen times a day; they don’t care. We paid for it, they should get it right.” She still hesitated. I rolled my eyes, then took the burger back myself. I came a couple of minutes later with a new one. “See.”
“Fine.” She was obviously annoyed at my pushing her. I decided to drop it for now.
We went home and Abby declared she was taking her dog for a walk. Feeling anxious that she was mad at me, I grabbed my dog and went with her. We walked down to the park together as we’d done for years. When we got there we let the dogs off their leashes and Abby threw a ball for her dog Angie, a blue healer. My dog Willow, a German Shepherd, ran and beat her to it.
“Your dog’s being a jerk,” she said to me. She was clearly still annoyed.
“My dog’s fine. I think Angie’s just being a push-over.” I’d reverted to my older, more antagonistic big brother self. My comment clearly didn’t go over well.
“No she’s not! I bet she beats Willow this time.”
“You’re on.” Buster brought the ball back to me, and I tossed it back to Abby. As she picked it up, I stepped closer to Angie. When Abby threw the ball, I grabbed Angie’s tail a moment, giving Willow a head start. “See. Angie is a push-over.”
“Cheater. You’re afraid of a fair race.”
Willow had always been the faster dog. There wasn’t really any question who would win, but now Abby had committed to backing up Angie’s honor. I decided to exploit this. “Tough talk. What are we betting?”
“Loser has to be the winner’s slave for a day.”
“Alright.” It was a bet we’d done once a couple of years ago. I had won, and had made Abby follow me around taking small orders and then clean up my room before I lost interest and did something else. This time, however, the old kid game had an entirely new subtext.
Ideas were already coursing through my head for what I’d do with her. Mom had 12-hour shifts tomorrow and Sunday both, giving us free reign of the house. I could have her bathe me and get dressed, or have her pose naked for some pictures. I didn’t want to push her too far out of her comfort zone, but a little might help make her a little more assertive. Mostly, though, I wanted to get my dick in her mouth again. I wondered how many blowjobs we could get into one day.
I got the ball from Willow and handed it back to her. She paused a moment. “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” she asked.
I wasn’t about to let her back out now. “I do if you do,” I said, somewhere between confident and condescending.
“Alright,” she said. She turned to her left and hurled the ball a different direction than before, and the dogs went rushing after it. Even as I wondered why she’d thrown it that way, I saw the other dog down there.
Willow may have been faster, but Angie was the better trained. As soon as Willow saw the other dog, she rushed towards it. Abby had spent more time teaching Angie to follow commands and avoid distractions. Willow had just started sniffing the other dog when Angie grabbed the ball.
Abby had flat-out outsmarted me. Somewhat flabbergasted, I went down and collected Willow. On the way home, Abby smiled, whistled, and was almost skipping, all trace of her earlier grumpiness gone.
At home we headed to my room to get ready for bed. Abby hit the bathroom first and came out already dressed in her pajamas; a white tank top and very short shorts. She walked up to me and slowly wrapped her arms around me. Her mouth approached me as if to kiss, then she stopped abruptly. “You’d better get a good night sleep tonight, brother. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day.” She released and slid past me to the bed. She climbed to the far side and pulled the covers tightly over herself, facing away from me. For the first time in over a week, I had to go to sleep without release.
I woke up before Abby on Saturday, just early enough to see Mom head to work. I had breakfast and sat on the couch, wondering what Abby might have planned for me.
Around 10 Abby came in and sat down on the couch next to me. “So, what are you going to have me do today,” I asked.
She seemed a little uncomfortable. “This is kind of silly. If you don’t want to do it, its ok, I understand. I don’t want you to do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
I should of known she’d try to chicken out. I couldn’t stand seeing her wimp out again. “You’re being a push-over again, Abby. You won, fair and square. I have to be your slave today.”
“Alright, just making sure. Since you’re so adamant that I shouldn’t do that project myself, I’ve decided you should do it. Let’s go to your room.”
We headed to my room and she went into the closet and started rooting through my stuff. I wondered what she was looking for, but was too distracted by her ass to ask. The shorts she wore for pajamas barely covered, and when she bent over slightly, they sunk into her crack and the curve of the bottom of her ass cheeks stuck out the bottom.
After a minute, she found what she was looking for. She turned around holding a bowtie I had worn to our cousin’s wedding a year ago. “This is what you’re going to wear today.” She tossed it over to me, and I put it tied it around my neck. I turned to the computer to start on the project.
“Hold on there, brother. I said you would wear the bowtie, I didn’t say anything about a shirt or pants.” I turned back toward her. She stood waiting. I took off my shirt and pants, leaving just my boxer-briefs. She stepped over to me. “These, too,” she stuck her fingers in my waistband and pulled the front down over my partial erection. She then slid my underwear down my legs, crouching down as she did, until my dick was right in front of her face. I stepped out of my underwear and she tossed them aside. She reached up and lightly grabbed my cock with her fingertips, then moved her head to one side of it, then the other, examining it. She held it straight up and with her other hand, lifted up my balls in her fingers, as if weighing them. She brought my dick down until it was pointed right at her lips, just inches away.
“Today’s going to be fun. But right now you have work to do.” She released me and stood up. “The instructions for the project are in my folder by the computer. I’ll be watching some TV.”
About an hour later she called me into the living room. I walked up to the couch, very conscious of my nudity. Being naked so close to her, I couldn’t help from getting hard. “I want some lunch,” she said. I went into the kitchen and made her something. I took it in to her on a tray and put it right in front of her, standing in front of the TV. My dick pointed right at her, hovering above her food. “Looks good,” she said. She patted the side of the couch. “Wait here until I’m done so you can clean up.”
I stood beside the couch as she took her time eating, my dick at attention a little ways from her. When she finished, I took the tray back to the kitchen and returned to the living room.
“I need something to do until my next show starts,” she said. “Come stand over here again.” I walked over to the couch and again stood next to the armrest, facing her. Abby reached her arm around me and ran her fingers down my back and across my butt, then grabbed with her palm. With her other hand, she tickled my balls a moment, then ran her finger up my shaft and in a circle around my head. She pinched my dick firmly with her fingers and began stroking me, watching intently, until I started oozing pre-cum. With the hand on my butt, she pulled me toward her slowly until my dick came to her wet lips. Still stroking, she slurped the clear liquid off the tip of my dick with three long kisses, then ran her tongue from the bottom of my head across the tip to the top. She pulled back very slightly, hovering her lips next to my dick, then glanced at the TV.
“Oop, my show’s starting.” She released my butt and dick and sank into the couch. “That’s all for now. Go work on my project.”
So horny I couldn’t talk, I turned and walked away. It was clear she was going to be an insufferable tease today. I decided I’d have to take some of the edge off. I went into my room and shut the door. Moving all the project stuff aside, I sat at my computer and started browsing through porn sites and stroking myself.
After only a couple of minutes, I heard the creak of the door behind me. “I thought I’d better check on you. I don’t remember giving you permission to do that,” Abby said. I didn’t even have enough time to close the browser. It wasn’t the first time she’d come in while I was looking at porn. I desperately hoped she’d repeat her previous reaction. I kept stroking myself in front of her, hoping she’d come over and help me. “Are you still my slave?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
“Then I don’t think you should be doing that on my time.” I reluctantly released my dick. She climbed onto the bed next to me and sat facing me with her back to the wall. She spread her legs apart with her knees bent. She looked at the computer. “That does sound like fun right now. Why don’t you show me some things?”
I complied, my frustration mounting. I went through some pictures and videos like what we’d looked at before. Several minutes of handjobs and pussyeating went by and I noticed that Abby’s hand had slid between her legs. With no panties on and her legs spread apart, her shorts pressed against her pussy. Little hairs stuck out from under the fabric on both sides. Her fingers ran smoothly along her camel toe. “Need any help?” I asked hopefully. It was obvious how horny I was. My dick throbbed slightly.
She waited a moment. “No thanks.” She nodded back at the computer. “Continue.” I could barely stand it. I clicked to a handjob video. “I think his dick is bigger than yours,” she said. She pressed her legs together and lifted her butt up slightly to pull her shorts down over them, then lifted her legs up. She pulled her shorts up to her knees slowly, revealing her bare pussy. The lips were round and soft, but I was close enough to see that the skin was covered in tiny goosebumps where her short fuzzy hairs came out. She pulled her shorts off entirely and spread her legs again, running her fingers across her pussy.
I decided if she was going to taunt me, I’d have to call her bluff. I closed the video and started surfing other things, intent on finding something shocking enough to embarrass her out of what she was doing. Despite our time together, she was still just 15 and hadn’t been exposed to much sex, especially anything real kinky. “Let me show you some other porn I like. Just let me know when you’re ready to stop,” I said. The next few videos showed deepthroat blowjobs and one where the girl was sucking a guy’s balls. I looked over at Abby and she looked back at me, not showing any discomfort. With her left hand, she spread apart her lips. Her right forefinger ran along the pink flesh inside, then plunged inside. She closed her eyes and moaned for my benefit, then looked back at me and nodded toward the computer.
I continued. A girl with a small vibrator on her clit cums, squirting as she orgasms. A girl is tied to the bed and fucked in the mouth, swallowing all the cum. Two lesbians suck each other’s tits and then share a dildo.
Abby wasn’t backing down. Seeing that I was looking at her again, she pulled out and slid her fingers up to her clit. She closed her eyes again and pressed down. Her pussy lips wrapped around her fingertips, as if deeply kissing them. She started to rub in small circles. Her left hand ran up her stomach, pushing her top over her tits, and grabbed the left one, pinching the nipple slightly in her fingers. “Mmmm,” she moaned.
I’d have to push her a bit further to break this. “This is one of my favorites,” I said, and pulled up another video. It was a threesome, starting with a blonde and a brunette sucking a dick. They continued by taking turns eating each other out. The brunette bent over, letting the blonde lick her from behind. After a minute on her pussy, the blonde’s tongue ran up to the brunette’s asshole. I looked at Abby, expected this would be too much for her, and slightly regretted pushing it this far. However, Abby was continuing to watch and rub herself. It seemed she knew what I was doing and wasn’t about to back down.
In the video, the guy fucked the brunette from behind, while the blonde situated herself right below them and licked between her pussy and his dick. He pulled out and came on her, dripping cum down the brunette’s ass and pussy into the blonde’s mouth.
I looked back at Abby. She continued to rub herself, now with her eyes closed, I don’t know if she’d been watching much of the last video. She was rubbing herself vigorously, and her body was tense. Her pussy lips were now wide apart and glistened with moisture. Her fingers were moving so firmly now that her whole pussy molded to every circle. Her thighs were tense and spread so wide they almost pressed into the sheets.
She started to cum. Her free hand grab at the sheets, and her feet pressed into the bed. Her butt lifted up, her ass cheeks squeezed tightly, and her whole pelvis moved up and down in irregular, spasmed thrusts. Her pussy lips were wide and wet, and I could see her vagina squeezing rhythmically. A few drips of white liquid ran out and slid down her ass crack. She started to relax and lowered back onto the bed.
Her breathing started to settle. She opened her eyes and looked at me, blushing. I smiled at her. Her eyes fell down my naked body to my dick. “I thought I’d told you not to touch that.”
Watching her masturbate had made me start stroking my dick again without even thinking. I let go. It was rock hard, and throbbed on my every heartbeat. “It’s been hard so long it’s starting to hurt,” I told her.
Abby sat up. “I’m sorry. We can stop this slave thing if you want. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
I couldn’t back out now. It would mean going back on our deal, and it would mean eating my words to her earlier about being a pushover. I knew she’d backed me into a corner, but I wasn’t going to give in. Plus, I really wanted to know where she’d take us. I just shook my head. “You want me to finish your project now, ma’am?”
“Yes.”
She put her shorts back on and lay on the bed reading a book. It took me another two hours to finish the project. I finally finished and told Abby. It was starting to get late, in another hour or so Mom would be home from work. I turned my chair to face Abby on the bed. “The day’s almost over, Abby. Anything else you want me to do as your slave?”
“You’ve been such a good slave. I have one more thing for you. All this schoolwork has made me tense. I could use a massage.” She peeled off her shirt and lay facedown on the bed. “Start on my shoulders.”
I sat on the bed next to her, my bare skin touching her side. I gently brushed aside her long red hair from her shoulders and massaged.
“Now get my back.”
With my thumbs, I pressed into her lower back, letting the fingers on both hands slide along her sides, caressing. I worked my way higher and higher on her back. My fingers brushed along the sides of her breasts, and with each knead of my thumbs; I let my fingers pull on her a little. My thumbs worked out from the middle, letting my fingers get closer and closer to her nipples.
“Get my legs.” Still being a tease.
I shifted down to sit by her legs. I worked on her calves, then moved up to her thighs. I worked up them slowly, pausing on the inside about halfway up.
“A little higher up.” She was getting more relaxed now. The sly teasing in her voice seemed to be gone. Massaging more lightly with just one hand, I moved up a bit higher and worked.
“Little higher,” she said again. As my hand moved up, her legs spread apart slightly. My fingers just a couple of inches from the fabric over her pussy, I kneaded a bit, then slid my hand up to massage the back of her thigh, my thumb running against the edge of her butt under her shorts. I moved my hand to the near thigh and worked inside again, teasing my finger an inch from her pussy. Her legs spread even more.
“A little bit higher.” She was almost whispering.
Lifting everything but the finger, I ran it up to the top of her thigh, just underneath the fabric. I ran it along the seam of her thigh and groin, feeling her short fuzz. I pulled back and moved it to the other thigh, repeating the caress but letting it just a little bit farther onto her pussy.
I took my finger and slowly and lightly pressed it on the fabric right in the middle of her pussy, then ran it gently up and down. Pressing just a bit harder, I made a slow spiral motion down its length.
My finger moved back up her thigh to the side of her pussy, and with my other hand I pulled the soft fabric to the side, giving me access. My finger explored in her crack.
I was sitting on the bed with the side of my butt pressed against her knee, turned facing her top, my arms stretched to where they needed to be. As my finger started to work deeper into her hole, she reached her hand back, slid up my thigh, and gripped my dick. I pulled my finger out and brought to my mouth, tasting her juice. Moistening my thumb, I slid my finger back into her pussy and, sliding my thumb under her, gently rubbed at her clit.
Suddenly she released my dick and raised her butt in the air, pulling away from my hand. She slid her shorts down to her knees, and with her ass still in the air pressed her chest into the bed. I slid her shorts the rest of the way off. As I moved to put my finger back into her, she spoke.
“Kiss my butt cheeks, slave.” I was surprised at her request. I couldn’t believe my shy sister would ask for that. I wasn’t about to refuse, though. I climbed onto the bed between her legs. I lowered down to the white, smooth skin of her cheeks, and gently kissed one. Though I’d seen it in porn, I’d never thought about doing it myself before. Another time, I might have just thought it was weird. But right then I was hornier than hell, and having my shy sister command me to do it was easily enough to put me over. I kept kissing along one cheek, then the other, each kiss becoming deeper until I just ran my tongue across her butt.
“The middle, too.” I started kissing deeply down her crack to the middle, then ran my tongue back up.
“Kiss my butthole,” she said. This command wasn’t as forceful, but almost pleading. Too horny to bother thinking about it, I started kissing softly on the inside of her cheek next to her hole. I pressing my face between her cheeks and pressed wet lips against her butthole. She exhaled sharply. I ran my tongue in a circle around her hole, then spiraled in and made small circles on it. She arched her back, thrusting her groin more towards me.
Running my hand along her thigh, I started lapping up her crack across her butthole, first lightly, then more heavily. With each lap I went lower, reaching the fuzz between her pussy and ass. Pausing just a moment, I moved down and ran my tongue deep between her pussy lips and up until I reached her asshole, doing another circle. I repeated a few times, then brought my hand back up and pushed my finger deep into her pussy.
She pulled off my and turned toward me on the bed on all fours. “Lay down.” I brought my chest straight down onto the bed under her head. “Turn over.”
I flipped onto my back with Abby’s tits dangling below her right over my face. Before I could even rise to suck her nipple, she crawled over me, bringing her knees to my elbows. Pushing up on her arms, she lowered her pussy right onto my face. I buried my lips and tongue into her pussy, sticking my tongue as far down her pussy as I could, my nose pressed against her butthole.
She lowered her chest down, raising her pussy off my face just slightly, and I stretched up to keep licking her. Her weight on her elbows, I felt her hand wrap around my dick. She pulled it to her face and wrapped her mouth around my head, sucking and slurping as she stroked.
I reached my arm around her leg and got my finger wet in her juices and started tickling around her butthole. I moved my mouth to her clit and started licking and slid my finger back into her pussy. Feeling her lips wrapped around my dick, I wrapped mine around her clit and sucked gently, quickly rubbing my fingertip up and down along the front wall of her vagina.
Abby started to cum. She sat up almost straight on my face. She clenched her thighs to keep from smothering me, but squeezing my face slightly. Her hand kept stroking my dick, and her other hand pressed into my stomach. She started pulsing, hard than before when she was masturbating. Her thighs pressed tighter a moment, and then her pussy pushed hard against my face, pinning it down to the bed as I kept sucking. Her vagina squeezed my finger in spasms, and again a bit of white liquid dripped down around my lips, finding a way into my mouth as I sucked.
It was the hardest I had ever cum. I felt the first squirts shoot out like a rocket. A whole days worth of arousal came firing out in spurt after spurt.
It took several minutes for us both to come down from our orgasmic highs. She finally unstraddled me and fell into the computer chair. I just lay where I was and looked over at Abby. Globs and lines of my cum ran up and down her belly, on her tits, on her face and in her hair. She smiled at me, and I watched a glob roll off the side of her nose, over her top and bottom lip and stop on her chin before she wiped it off with her finger.
Smiling, she started to say something, then paused and averted her eyes as if she thought better. She giggled a bit and looked back at me. “See, if you think I’m a pushover, you can kiss my butt.” I couldn’t help but smile at her bad joke.
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