When he was very close he spoke in a low voice and said “Ya wanna give me a blow job?”

Steve was caught off guard, and just shook his head no, but his eyes drifted down to stranger’s crotch. Stranger was unzipping his pants and fishing his chubby prick out into the open. Steve continued to stare, as it flopped out. Stranger stroked it once, then left it hang.

“You can touch it if you want” he whispered.

Steve was very nervous, and carefully looked around to be sure no one could see them. Slowly he reached out and cupped his fingers under the shaft. He used the ball of his thumb to lightly rub the penis. His gentle movements were well received, as the shaft twitched, and began to stiffen. The stranger didn’t say a word, but he got a nice smile on his face. This was his lucky day, he thought to himself.

 

Steve didn’t know what to think. It had been many years since he stroked another man’s penis. He had dreamed of it a few times, and this reminded him of his dreams.

The stranger broke the silence first, saying, “I sure would like a blow job.”

 

Steve didn’t reply, but he was thinking. He may never get a chance like this again. He had been wondering if such things were as exciting as he thought. The last time something like that had happened, he had been dared to do it by a friend, when he was much younger. He pretended he didn’t like it, but secretly he enjoyed it. He often thought he would like to try it again. This might be his chance.

Too nervous to speak, he just shook his head yes, as he kept his eyes on his new treasure.

 

As he continued to rub the warm shaft he whispered “Shouldn’t we go somewhere more private?”

“Give me a sample now.”, was the reply. “Show me what you can do.”

This made Steve doubly nervous. He was afraid they might get caught, and he was afraid he might disappoint his new friend. He looked around to be sure no one could see them. Only the shop owner was with them in the building, and he was watching TV at the front desk.  Slowly Steve got to his knees. He managed to do it without losing contact with the object of his attention. He could smell the muskiness of the manhood right in front of his nose. He wasn’t sure how to start, but he didn’t want to seem too eager. Slowly he rubbed his lips along the shaft. As he did his tongue brought extra saliva to his lips. Sometimes his tongue rubbed the underside of the prick, depositing a thin layer of saliva. It did feel as good as he remembered. Under his breath he left out a slow hummmm.

The stranger watched as his new friend fondled him. He certainly seemed to be enjoying himself. His eyes were closed, and he left out a “Hummmm” like a young boy eating a warm chocolate chip cookie.

Stranger rocked his hips slightly, pushing the head of his cock towards warm lips. His prick was quite stiff now, and it wanted to be sucked.

“Put it in your mouth”, he suggested. “No one can see you”. He could see his new friend was nervous, and needed some encouragement.

Steve liked the idea of having the forbidden fruit in his mouth. He thought about how easy it would be to keep it warm and wet, if it were in his mouth. And he was sure it would enjoy being warm and wet. He no longer thought about what he might do to make the stranger feel good. His thoughts and efforts were now directed solely to this fine cock. Instinctively he knew what “it” wanted, as if it were independent of its owner. He knew that if he made it feel good, stranger would feel good too.

 

His closed lips were kissing the head softly. He felt the bulbous contours of the crown with the inside of his lips. He slowly moved his lips from side to side, and used his lips to nibble lightly on the foreskin.

His right hand came up and lightly held the shaft, and he pulled his head away so he could get a better look. He looked admiringly at it, and licked his lips. He found this stiff cock sticking out of the stranger’s trousers to be a very pleasing sight. He would also like to fondle his balls, so with his left hand he cupped his fingers and placed them where he imagined the balls might be. He rubbed lightly, and looked up to the eyes of person owning these jewels.  “I want more”, the stranger said with a smile.

Steve brought his hungry mouth close to the thick hunk of human flesh. He opened his mouth just far enough to let the shaft slide inside. He released his gentle hold on the prick, so that his lips could slide down it unobstructed. Slowly his head pumped up and down the hard, warm meat.  At one extreme it was almost released from his mouth, with lips nibbling on the bulbous head. At the other extreme he almost choked as it bumped the back of his throat. A complete pump lasted a full minute, giving pleasure to Steve and the stranger. It would be difficult to say who was getting the most enjoyment.

 

Suddenly stranger pushes on Steve’s head, and pulls his male member out of the wet cavernous mouth.

“Someone’s coming”, he warned. Quickly he stuffed his salami back in where it belonged and walked to another section of the shop.

 

Steve was still on his knees, as he pretended to look at something on the bottom shelf, he used his finger to wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth. Standing next to him was the owner of the shop, an elderly gentleman. “Can I help you?” he asked, smiling mischievously.

“No, just looking, thanks.”

“Ya know, I give a 40% discount to guys like you.”

“Oh, I’m not an antique dealer.”

“Oh, dealers only get 20%. Only my special friends get 40%. Weenie washers are always welcome in my shop.”

Steve looks puzzled, and asks “What’s a weenie washer?”

“Oh my, you need to meet Uncle Charlie. Come with me to my office.”

As Steve follows the shop owner it suddenly occurs to him what “weenie washer” means, but he wonders who Uncle Charlie is. “Are you Uncle Charlie?” he asks.

“No, my name is Bill, but you will like Uncle Charlie.”

They make their way back to a corner of the shop, where a doorway is covered by a blue curtain. Bill uses his hand to brush the curtain aside and motions for Steve to join him inside. Steve enters what appears to be a large broom closet, but in one corner is a chair, and a stand with a box of tissues, and right next to it is a wooden stool. There is no light turned on, only the light coming in through the curtain. Bill has unzipped his pants, and exposes himself to Steve, saying “Here is Uncle Charlie. When a weenie washer comes into my shop, I know what he wants if he asks to see Uncle Charlie. I saw you and your friend on the surveillance camera. Since this is my shop, I think I should get some of that action. You do want some of this, don’t you?”, he says, stroking his chubby pecker.

 

Steve wants to turn and leave, but the thought of getting to taste two peckers in one day makes him warm inside. Even in his dreams he didn’t get to sample two in one day. He reaches out and touches Uncle Charlie.

“What do you want me to do?”, he asks.

“What do you want to do?”, Bill replies.

Steve thinks about the opportunity he has. The chance to fill his mouth with another warm shaft makes his own cock twitch and stiffen.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve done things like this. I don’t have much experience. I’m not sure I know what you want.”

Bill picks a pillow up off the chair and drops it at his feet, and motions to Steve to use it.

“You know what I want. Trust your instincts.”

Steve drops to his knees for the second time, just as anxious as he was the first time. He smells the shaft and notices that it is manly, but different from the stranger. He rubs it against his cheek then kisses the end of it.

“You like that.”, Bill whispers.

 

Steve smiled, and nods his head in agreement. Bill put his hands on the side of Steve’s face, and encourages him to get back to what they both wanted, some good sucking. Steve uses his hand to guide Charlie in the right direction. He uses his mouth to start doing the slow pumping that stranger liked so well, but Bill uses his hands to move Steve’s face and head and let him know he wants a faster rhythm. With the faster tempo, Steve didn’t get to use his lips or tongue near as much, but Bill didn’t seem to mind, as he was starting to breathe faster. Steve had an important question to ask, but he couldn’t seem to get the words out, with his mouth full of pecker the way it was. Finally he used both hand to grasp the shaft and pull it out of his mouth.

“What’s wrong?” Bill asks disappointedly. He’s afraid this new cock sucker might be a tease.

Steve uses his hands to lightly and lovingly massage the erection as they talk.

“You’ll tell me before you cum, won’t you? So I can pull your pecker out? I don’t think I’m ready, you know, for the rest of it.”

“Sure, don’t worry about that, you’ll be the first to know.” Bill is relieved, confident now that he will be satisfied.

Steve is also relieved, and guides the man muscle back into his waiting mouth. He works up some extra saliva and makes the fuck tool good and wet.

 

Bill is loving all of this. “Yeah buddy, I know you want it. Show me how much you like it.”

 

Steve puts his hands around the back of Bills legs for better stability. He tries to praise the marvelous attributes of Uncle Charlie, but instead of words he can only make grunting sounds, grunting sounds of pleasure. Bill’s hands are on the top of his head now, and his hips are rocking to the same beat as Steve’s face. He always liked titty fucks, but face fucks were much better, and this was one of best he had had in a long time. He looked down at the saliva dripping from his new friend’s mouth, and realized Steve was really enjoying this too. He had to cum in that beautiful, loving mouth, to let it know how talented it was. He knew from experience that even if Steve seemed to not want the cum, he would enjoy it once it was given to him.

He held off as long as he could, taking and giving as much pleasure as he could.

He spurted his first load into the hungry mouth right on the down beat, and warned “You’d better swallow it, we don’t want a mess”

By the time he finished his statement, Steve had already instinctively swallowed the warm load. Immediately he realized if he swallowed it too fast, he would never get a taste. The second shot wasn’t as large, but it was warm and had a wonderful silky texture that Steve savored. He used his lips and mouth to milk the cum. Bill removed one hand from his new friend’s face and squeezed the jizzum from his prick into Steve’s hungry mouth. Steve was collecting quite a load, and enjoying every glob. He swallowed just a little, to make room for more. From the bottom of his lip a globule began to form, seeping out of his mouth. Bill seemed to know it might be there, as he used the index finger of his cock-stroking hand to brush under Steve’s lip. He caught the manly nectar, and brought it to the top of his shaft. Steve opened his mouth even wider, and took in Bill’s finger, and licked it with the cock. He licked both of them clean. He kept on licking even when there couldn’t possibly be any more manly icing.

 

Finally Bill had to pull it away, and tell the weenie washer he did real good, and he was all done with this one.

“Let me put it away”, Steve said eagerly. Slowly, and lovingly he put the puppy back in where it belonged. He liked the feel of it inside Bills briefs. He was rubbing his hand over it through the cotton briefs, and the sensation gave him as good a boner as he had had in many years. Reluctantly he pulled the zipper up, and gave one more soft rub over the package.

 

“You can use my little office here for your other friend”, Bill said with a wink as he left the room.

Steve had almost forgotten about the stranger that first flashed his weenie. He looked into the shop area and saw his friend eagerly walking towards him. Steve held the blue curtain back to let stranger in. As he walked by, Steve couldn’t help reaching his hand out and brush against the bulging crotch, to see if it was chubby or hard. It was only chubby, but he would take care of that.

 

“I hope you have time to finish me”, stranger said as he unzipped. Before he could pull it out, Steve’s hand slipped inside the trousers and rubbed the waiting organ through the cotton briefs.

“I have plenty of time. I’m glad you waited for me.”

He was hoping to taste more than warm cock this time. He was anxious to use his mouth to explore more that delicious cocks. His hand slid down to the balls and caressed them. There wasn’t much room for his hand to maneuver, so he realized if stranger dropped his pants, it would give him more room. With his free hand he began to undo the belt buckle. It was awkward, and stranger offered to help, but Steve declined.

“I like to unwrap my own presents”, he said with a smile. He pulled his other hand out and used both to undo the buckle and snap. The trousers dropped to the ankles. Now, like a fine gift, wrapped only in tissue paper, stranger’s manhood was wrapped only in the cotton briefs. Steve used both hands to caress the swollen package. Slowly the chub was becoming a hard prick.

 

“You’re good with your hands, but I like your mouth better.”

“Why don’t you have a seat”, Steve suggested.

Stranger sat down in the chair and spread his legs. Steve knelt between them, and started his explorations.

He slid one hand under the leg band of the briefs, and felt the pubic hairs surrounding cock and balls. He found the texture very sensual. Not as sensual as warm flesh of course, but stimulating nonetheless.

The real prize was now fully erect. He held it in his hand, and rubbed it with the ball of his thumb. He brought his mouth on top of the briefs, and used his lips to massage the shaft through the thin cotton. He turned his head this way and that, to cover all of it in kisses. With his free hand he pulled down the elastic waistband and exposed stranger’s cock-head. This allowed Steve’s lips to make direct contact. He sucked the head into his mouth, and used his tongue to renew an old friendship. Almost simultaneously Steve and stranger both left out low moans of pleasure.

They both wanted more.

Steve kept his lip lock on the shaft, but freed his hands and began to pull down the waistband of the briefs. Stranger leaned back and took his weight off the briefs so his friend could slide them down. A good partnership required cooperation and both were doing their part.

With cock and balls all free of constraints, Steve began massaging the hairy balls with his left hand. His right had lightly gripped the warm shaft that had become wet with his saliva. This allowed him to pop it out of his mouth, and slowly slide his lips down the full length, anxiously arriving at the balls. He nuzzled his nose into the pubic hairs, rubbing his face against shaft and balls.

He was about to use his tongue to lick this fine scrotum, when he heard a deep voice say “Lick my balls, you sweet cock sucker”.

He stretched his tongue out as far as it would go, rubbing it over the entire surface of the fleshly walnuts. Wanting more, he sucked one nut into his mouth. He thoroughly washed it with his mouth and tongue, then let it pop out and worked on the other one. As his mouth was playing, his hand was playing as well. His fingers and thumb caressed the shaft. He rubbed the warm head against the palm of his hand. It all felt good, but better was still to come.

 

Stranger was becoming very excited, and used his own hand to slowly pump his tool. Steve was afraid that stranger was going to jerk off, so his mouth came up and licked the fingers holding the shaft.

“Let me have it, please”, he asked. Stranger released his hard muscle and put his hands on top of Steve’s head.

“It’s all yours. Don’t disappoint me.”

He pursed his lips and kissed the swollen head that was moist from it’s own juices. He opened his mouth wider and took the meat muscle into his mouth, and slowly started pumping it. He knew the hard cock should be all of the approval he needed, but he wanted verbal approval too, so, without removing it from his mouth he mumbled “Do you like this?”.  It is so mumbled stranger can’t understand, so he asks “What?”.

Steve lets the pecker slip out of his mouth and looks up to his friend’s eyes and says “Do you like what I’m doing? Am I a good cock sucker?”.

Stranger smiles broadly and says “You are one fine cock sucker. A hell of a lot better than my wife.”, then adds  “What do you want me to do when I’m ready to cum?”

Steve thinks about it a moment, smiles, then says “Surprise me.”

Stranger puts his hands on Steve’s cheeks and whispers, “You’re my kind of guy.”

 

Steve can see they are both on the same wavelength, so he takes the dick back into his waiting mouth. He likes the feel of stranger’s hands on his cheeks.  He lets the cock-head poke against the inside of his cheek, and stranger rubs the outside of the cheek, giving his cock-head  the double sensual pleasure of warm, wet cheek and the added sensation of his own finger rubbing it through the cheek. Instead of a regular pumping rhythm Steve is more creative, and uses lips and tongue to wash every bit of prick. For variety he lets his mouth suck on stranger’s fingers from time to time.

 

They are interrupted by a voice from the other side of the curtain.  “I have to close up soon. Are you two love birds about done?”

Steve and stranger look at each other and smile. They were having such a good time giving pleasure to each other they forgot about the time.

Without a word Steve’s mouth starts the regular pumping action on the cock that will bring the spurt of jizzum they both want.

With Steve’s mouth quite busy, it is up to stranger to let the proprietor know they are about done, but he is too occupied to answer. Bill peeks through the curtain and can see that both new friends are intent on ejaculation. He wishes he had a better view, as he can only see the smile on Lance’s face as the back of Steve’s head bobs up and down. He wishes now he had put a peep hole in the side wall of the closet. He rubs his cock as he thinks about watching this fine blow job from a better angle. He would have to put that peep hole in, for the next time.

The excitement of these two men is more contagious than Bill realizes. Without realizing it, he has unzipped his pants, pulled out his pecker, and is stroking it. He slides through the curtain, unnoticed by Lance who has his eyes closed, and Steve who is totally absorbed in his new passion.

He is standing next to them, wishing he was a participant. He sees Steve’s hand on the arm of the chair and gets an idea. He positions himself so he can so he can let his dangling, chubby, maleness, bump against the back of Steve’s hand. The response is immediately, as Steve begins to fondle Bill’s lonely pecker. And the response of Bill’s fleshly member is just as immediate, as it quickly stiffens. At first Steve’s hand circles the base, the root, of Bill’s love stump, and lightly squeezes it. As Steve realize how hard and ready it is, he gets an idea. He will do a blow job and a hand job at the same time. He might be a beginner, but he is anxious to improve his skills.

 

His head is still pumping on stranger’s shaft, and his hand starts the same rhythm and tempo on Bills shaft.

Lance senses the extra movement and opens his eyes. Right in front of his face he sees a fine hard cock, being pumped by his cock sucking friend. Talk about manna from heaven, Lance can’t believe his wonderful luck. His first thought is to get that gorgeous cock into his mouth. This thought alone causes him to shoot his load into the hungry mouth that has been servicing him. Steve felt like he had been waiting for this moment forever, and yet it took him by surprise. Without realizing it, his jack-off hand had stopped jacking. At the same time he felt another hand replace his, on the other cock.

Lance realized if he was going to taste his share of jizzum, he would have to take matters into his own hands, so he did.

He pulled the cock to his waiting mouth, pumping away on it at the same tempo it was used to. Bill has repositioned himself so he was right beside Lance. As Lance let go of it with his hand, his mouth had a firm grip. Bill started pumping his crotch into Lance’s face. Or to be more specific, he began pumping his cock into Lance’s mouth. Within six pumps he shot his load.

 

As Steve licked and sucked Lance’s cock clean, Lance worked on cleaning Bill’s cock.

Steve happened to look up and only then became aware of what had just happened. It was as if he was awaking from a dream. He wanted a taste of that second cock too. He could see it was still juicy from it’s own cum, and he wanted to be cleanup man.

“Can’t I have some too?” he pleads.

Lance doesn’t mind sharing, so both of them share this special treat. Tongues and lips work together covering the shaft, but mostly they are just moving the juices around, and not really getting rid of it.

Bill looks down and realizes this is much better than a view from a peep hole. Seeing two hungry mouths savoring his spent maleness is a wonderful sight to behold. It made him feel young again.

“Be sure to take turns.” he tells them.

And they do.

Lance puts it all in his mouth, then pulls his head away, allowing it to pop free. With his hand he points it towards his new friend, “Your turn”, he offers

Then Steve takes the slurpie in his mouth, for one, slow, slurp.

 

Back and forth they pass the joint, slowly removing the fruits of ejaculation.

Bill doesn’t mind that they don’t seem to be in a hurry.

Steve notices that some cum has dripped onto a love nut, and decides to clean it up too. He licks it, and sucks the cum out of the pubic hair.

Eventually they finish their sexual snack, and Bill tucks he well spent prick away.

Steve gets up off his knees and nervously says “I guess I’d better be going.”

Lance says, “Just a minute, I think it’s time for dessert.”

He reaches out and rubs Steve’s bulging crotch.

“You’re going to let me suck on you, aren’t you?” He asks.

“Don’t’ forget whose shop this is. I want some too.” Bill says. He suggests they go back to his living quarters, where they will be more comfortable.

"Thanks guys, I appreciate the offer.

I’ve got a wife at home who won’t suck me off because she says dicks taste nasty, and the cum makes her gag.

I suspected she didn’t know what she was talking about, and now that I know first hand, I’m saving this load for her.

I’ll be back this way in two weeks. I hope we can get together then."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So
I decided I would seduce him and find out.
I waited until his birthday, if I could love, I could wait a few more
weeks to find out. I knew that he liked
being submissive in bed, and that he liked to have his ass hole played
with. Sarah, Calvin and I had always
been open with each other, and talked about sex a lot. Well I did it, and it worked, Calvin fell in
love with me, I don’t know if I love him too, but my feelings for him are
stronger than they ever were for anybody else.
We kept it a secret form my sister for 6 months. We were going to wait another couple of
months to tell her but she found out on her own.

It
was a Friday, and as usual my parents were gone for the weekend. Sarah told Calvin and me that she was going
to have a sleepover at one of her girlfriend’s house. Calvin and I decided to use this opportunity to have a fuck fest
all night long. We started at 10:00
p.m. and by 1:00 decided to take a small break, only an hour. Than at 2:00 we started back again.

We
where in the living room, as it had the most floor space of any room in the
house. I had just started playing with
Calvin’s dick, getting it hard. I liked
to start by playing with the tip, and then lick it up and down the shaft. He was moaning already, but then I heard him
gasp.

“SARAH?!?!” I looked up and there she was, my kid sister
was standing there with the door wide open.
The funny thing is that she didn’t look surprised, almost like she
expected to see us doing this.

“Look,
sweetie, I can explain…” Calvin started, but Sarah quickly cut him off.

“My,
my, what have we here? You 2 weren't
doing anything you shouldn’t be doing where you?”

“Sarah,
look, its not what you think.” Calvin
was still trying to explain.

“Calvin
be quite. Eric what’s going on?” There was a tone in her voice that sounded
almost like she was just asking because it was expected of her to ask.

She
than told us both to sit on the couch, and had me tell her everything. So I told her how I seduced Calvin, and
forced him not to tell her. I made it
sound like Calvin was completely innocent.
Even said once that he didn’t want to do it, that I was blackmailing
him. The whole time she just sat there
listening to everything. Calvin and I
were still naked, and he was actually trying to hide his body, looking so
ashamed and scared. After I was done,
she asked Calvin if that was true. He
explained how most of it was, but that it was actually his idea to do it the
second time. He explained that he loved
it, and me, also saying, “Sarah, I love you too, with all my heart.” every 3
words or so.

When
we got done she stood up and said, “Well don’t let me stop you.” She smiled and winked and walked over to
Calvin, as she said this. Calvin looked
at her, and she explained, “I’ve known about his for almost 2 months now,
honey, and I love you too, more than anybody.
And Eric I love you, and I’m just so happy that you 2 love each other as
well. And I won’t stand between you 2,
as long as you don’t stand between me and Calvin.” She punctuated her speech by kissing Calvin’s cheek, then walked
back to her chair.

“Never!”
I answered.

“Good,
but I don’t’ want you two to keep this a secret form me anymore ok? And I want to watch you two.” She smiled and Calvin looked so happy. He jumped up and rushed over to her, his
dick still hard, and bouncing with every steep. He kissed her, but she pushed him away. “Not me, sweetheart, him.”
She pointed a finger at me, than sat back down.

Calvin
said simply “Yes ma’am.” And kneeled down in front of me.

“Pretend
I’m not even here.” Sarah told us.

Calvin
leaned in close. Both of his hands on
my neck, pulling me to him. I was
slightly shocked at his forcefulness.
But once his lips touched mine, I forgot all about that. I opened my mouth and extended my tongue and
rubbed his tongue with mine. I bet
Calvin’s lower lip, slightly and then leaned back and gently pushed him
downward.

I
spread my legs, and Calvin took hold of my dick, and started stroking. Than he lowered his head, and opened his
mouth so he could suck me. I placed my
hand on the back of his head, and set the pace for his bobbing. He is just so good at blowjobs; I couldn’t
believe he had never done it until me.
Then I remembered that Sarah had taught him, and looked over. My sister had already removed her pants and
shirt; she was just wearing her bra and panties, a deep red, Calvin’s favorite
color.

“Well
what do you think of your student, sis?”

“He
looks to be doing a fine job.” She giggled.

“You
have no idea.” Then I noticed that her
hand was under her panties, and I laughed inside. Haha, My sister is playing with herself, while her boyfriend
sucks my dick. Haha.

I
pushed Calvin out of my lap. I laid
down, and told him that we were going to do something new. I told him to get a condom and put it on me.
I knew that he had to walk right up
next to Sarah to get it, and wanted to see what he would do. He walked up and stood next to her for a
second. Then Sarah gave him a ‘come
hither’ look, so Calvin leaned down and kissed her. It didn’t last long, and he was back with the condom. He sat down next to me, and stroked my cock
to get it firm, then rolled the condom on.

“Now
you’re going to do all the work. I want
you to face your girlfriend, and sit on me.
Impale yourself on my dick.” He
just nodded his head and straddled me.
He started down, slowly. I was
using lubricated condoms, but he was still worried about it. He looked cute when he was worried, although
I couldn’t see his face. I saw Sarah’s
though, and her eyes were glued to the point of entry.

Once
the head of my dick was in Calvin’s ass, he just dropped. My dick went in as far as it would go. Then he rose up, and then back down, he
started bouncing. It felt great, even
after 6 months Calvin’s anus was as tight as ever. He started masturbating also.
I saw that Sarah had taken her bra off, and was playing with her
nipples. He obviously liked seeing
Calvin jack-off, cause her nipples were hard and erect.

“You
like this don’t you?”

Sarah
giggled, “Yes, I do. Calvin you look so
sexy with a dick in your ass, and very masculine.” She knew exactly what to say to Calvin.

“Thank
you baby.”

“Okay,
enough of this. Calvin get on all
4s.” I simply pushed him forward, and
his face was inches away form Sarah’s wet panties. I moved behind him and spread his ass cheeks. I thrust my hard cock into his ass hole
again. Each thrust pushed him close to
Sarah’s cunt; he was loving it, and started playing with him self again.

I kept thrusting for another few minutes. And then Calvin called out. “Sarah, I love you, OH GOD I LOVE YOU BOTH,
SARAH…ERIC!!!!” With this Calvin shot
his load all over the floor, and it was the biggest load I’d ever seen him
shoot.

“OH
GOD CALVIN, I LOVE YOU TOO AHHH!!!!!”
and Sarah too came, and sprayed Calvin’s face with her juices.

Than
I came, I didn’t say much just some grunts, and moans. I didn’t want to ruin the moment for
them. I did however pull out and spray
my load on Calvin’s back; he always looked sexy sprayed with cum.

As
the three of us laid there, Calvin crawled up into the chair with Sarah, and
they kissed and held each other.

“Sarah,
I love you, I want to be with you forever.
Will you marry me?”

“Oh,
Calvin, yes, yes I’ll marry you.” I saw
Sarah cry as she said this.

Well
that’s how my sister found out I was fucking her boyfriend. They got married a year later, I was the
best man. I don’t know if I love
Calvin, I know I lust him. And I know I
care about him. I don’t know maybe
that’s as close to love that somebody like me can get. I hope that even though they’re married,
Sarah still lets me “play” with Calvin, but I’ll understand if she says no, but
I don't think she’ll mind too much. I’m
beginning to miss them. Besides there
are plenty of other guys for me to fuck until they get back from their honeymoon.

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I found a house in a secluded area surrounded by bush and forest that was quite reasonable and got it set up with a computer and office as such. I loved the location.

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My closest neighbor was about 150 yards from me through the bush and forest. Perfect! After getting everything set up and moved in I began to ‘service’ my customer. One day, while doing some computer work in their office, Ray a manager in the organization came a pulled up a chair and sat beside me asking questions etc. He was a touchy type of guy that soon had his hand on my knee – I didn’t say or do anything as I was starting to get a bit horny anyway and didn’t think it would lead to anything. Ray was about 6’2” 195-200 and very nice looking, but married with kids – hence me not thinking he would be interested.

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When I leased the house I was using as ‘home base’ the landlord told me I had very nice neighbors in there 60’s. They told me their names but I forgot immediately as I wasn’t that interested. I did remember that she was sick and also had MS and he was looking after her. I soon found out his name is Michael – Mike for short.

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My bedroom faced the bush so I never even considered closing my window drapes Michael is a pervert. And I love perverts. As I was now in the western time zone and had to work with people in the eastern time zone I had to get up quite early. I would work the computer and than head to the bedroom to get ready to take a shower and totally by chance discovered one day that Mike would come over and watch me strip through my bedroom window. I caught movement in the shadows on morning but didn’t let on. I’m a committed voyeur at heart and I would never deny any man his pleasure. I love to pleasure a man.

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I began to put on a regular strip show for Mike every morning hoping that he would come and see me face to face. I would be as sexy as I could be. I would strip my robe off seductively and stand in the middle of my room and let him look at me. Then I would roll my briefs down my legs as seductively as possible and stand before him letting him have an eyeful of me. I’m 5’8” 175 with a smooth body, nice set of tits (for a man) nice legs and (as I’ve been told) a really nice bubble butt ass and about 6” cut but thick. I really wanted Mike to come to me. I really wanted to give myself to him. But, I believe he was shy and didn’t want to admit his desires. But now, I wanted him – I wanted to make Mike happy – I wanted to give him satisfaction – yes, although I was being a strip tease slut for him I wanted to let him have me - I wanted him to have me sexually.

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Because of Ray, my friend at work, it came to be. Ray was an animal with me. One night about 10 PM I was soooo horny I called Ray. I think he was waiting for my call, as he wasn’t very surprised to hear from me. I’m not sure what he told his wife but he was at my place in about 15 minutes. I met him wearing my robe with nothing on under it and as he walked in the door his hand was at my cloth tie and he just pulled it open and pushed it off me to the floor and there I was – naked for him. The next thing I knew he wrapped his arms around me and cupped my ass with his hands a pulled me to him began to suck and tongue my nipples. I caved in like his little lamb. My hands immediately went to his belt and I got his belt and pants undone. I cupped his cock in my hands and I could feel his precum leaking already. I just dropped to my knees right there at the door took him into my mouth and began tonguing his hard cock and swallowing his precum. I sucked him for about ten minutes like that and I could feel he was ready to cum. He stopped me and got me to my feet.

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My place has a spare bedroom that faces the passing road which is about 20 feet up hill and higher than the house. If you’re up on the road or anywhere up there you look straight down into the bedroom with the drapes open. The room has a sill about a foot and a half wide and Ray led me in there. I now knew pretty much what Ray had in mind but was still surprised when he maneuvered me over by the window and turned me to face it. He reached around and with both of his hands on my hips pulled me back into him and his 6” of very hard cock. He was going to fuck me and let anyone interested watch me get fucked. Fortunately, like I said the area is quite secluded and not too many people are around at that time of night. But there was one person watching as I later found out – Mike.

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As Ray pulled me back to him I just let it happen. I felt him push himself into me slowly, just a bit at a time. I was so horny that I just pushed back and continued to open for him. I didn’t feel any pain just lust. He was suddenly all the way in me balls deep and beginning to thrust back and forth. I fucked him back. I was never in control here – just too much in lust. I was bent over the sill with the drapes open and the light from the front room would have provided an easy view from outside and I knew it but … I didn’t care anymore. By now Ray was in full motion and ‘doing’ me hard and fast.

He didn’t last too long as I knew he wouldn’t. I felt him thrust and then hold it these pulsing in me and he began to cum. Once, twice, three times and more and more – he filled me right full until it was running down my inner thighs. That felt so good. I wanted more. I would have been up for a gangbang at that moment.  But, Ray had to go dammit. I was still on a sexual high but at least I was able to satisfy Ray. And, I guess I knew now that this wouldn’t be the last time but that is a whole other story.

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Yes, Mike was watching and I think I sort of knew he was. The next day he finally came to see me. Do I go on from here? You need to tell me if you want to know about how Mike came to me. How Mike used me to. Let me know in the feedback. Thanks.

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After she gets here, I spend a long time eating her pussy, all purple and ridged. I never thought it could be so easy. "Let’s get started." She goes in the room and takes off her clothes. I want to keep her forever! Her clit is small and wants to stay hidden, but I try to push it out with my tongue. I love the way she sighs and calls out. Since that is such a turn-on to me, I have tried to get louder when I play, to be more verbally responsive, but sometimes years of silent-sex-cause-th- kid’s- in-the-next- room plays out and it’s hard for me to verbalize. My husband stays up and kisses her mouth and fingers pert nipples. His dick is still soft. It won’t be for long.

I slip a finger in. I have nails, so I try to be careful. She eases against me, so I know I’m okay. I start to jab her with two fingers, darting down with my mouth to suck on her clit at the same time. I feel that wonderful ridge toward the top of her belly and I stroke that inside of her cunt. She sighs. She’s wonderful to let me do this to her. I am still new enough at being with women that I feel it is such a privilege and I still don’t feel like I know the first thing about what I am doing, I just am fortunate enough to have the same body parts.

I ease another finger in, then another. She is a good girl, she takes them, nails and all. At one point, I moved my hand awkwardly and grazed her deep inside the tender places, and she grimaced, but I adjusted and she grinded against my hand. Yumm! I pushed a little more and–gulp–I was deep inside. Oh my god. Oh thank you god. I am up to my wrist in a woman and she is incredible and there is nothing I wouldn’t do to take her again and again. I feel my own pussy, as wet as it gets, and I ache with excitement. My husband moves behind me and sticks his dick in my cunt and I ride against him, all distracted, my wrist inside my girlfriend, my husband sinking home. I love him for letting me play with girls! He fucks me playfully, his eyes riveted to watching my hand disappear inside the girl on our bed.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" I call out as my girl starts to cum. Her twitching and clenching around my wrist makes me want to cum myself! I give it to her two or three more times, aggressively as I dare, and then as fast as I can, I pull it out. Thwk! I hear the slurp of my hand come out of that tight trap and WHAM the convulsions rock through her abdomen in a way I can’t describe. OMG. I want to do it again. I ease my slippery hand back inside and slunk! slunk! slunk! I give it to her good. Then whap! I pull it out and she twitches and writhes on the bed. I need a dick! My husband is stroking his own next to me as he watches her cum, then I pull my favorite dildo out of the nightstand, lube it up and ease it inside of her. Slurp, slurp, slurp. She raises her pelvis to meet my hand as it holds the rubber toy. I dab my left hand across her clit and tell my husband to hold open her legs. She is cranking up for a third orgasm, and the more we take control of the situation and hold her so and make her take it, the more she seems to get into her space. He holds her thighs apart and I give it to her good, and wham! Another wild-ass climax reels through her body! She cums so hard!

"OK, your turn" I tell him. (Like, make yourself useful, dammit!) I move out of the way and pull my fake dick out of her cunt so she can take the real one. I pull up on the bed and away and start kissing her mouth, licking her neck. "Fuck her, Baby," I urge him. "Fuck her." My own hand finds a place between my legs and I pet my pussy eagerly while I watch.

I know she likes the real penetration more than any toy, and likes the face to face of being with a man more than being with a woman, but there is still an aspect to being with a woman that is distinctively different than being with a man. I stroke her forehead and kiss her with soft kisses. I pinch her taut nipples, and like me, she can take some pressure there, so I twist and she calls out. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Between her legs, I see his big black dick sinking in and out with sharp thrusts. He grabs her legs and pulls her to the edge of the bed where he can get more leverage and give her the fucking she deserves. Oh it is so HOT!

I take matters into my own hands and start tearing myself up. Then, I’m kissing her. My husband moves down to kiss us both, passionately and deep, then sucks lingeringly on my tongue as he pulls up to stand. He holds her like a wheelbarrow, her back on the bed and plows deep into her. She’s almost screaming, she’s so thrilled.

I jam my dildo inside my own cunt and slam it in there good. It’s not going to take much. At this point we are each so into what we are doing, the smells of our satisfaction and sweat are thick in the room. I want to roll over and stand above her face and fuck myself with the toy until I squirt all over her face, but I don’t. I haven’t asked her if she’d be into that, and I’m not taking a chance of ruining the mood. I feel the pressure rise inside my loins just thinking about what I’d like to do to her and then Pop! I pull the dildo out and spray them both as a stream shoots across the bed.

My oh my! We kept at it for another hour. It was midnight when she finally left, and I can’t wait to have her again.

Two months passed and we are still doing it.  Even now, whenever we meet again, i fucked her.

"What do you have to say for yourself mother?" he said, watching the tears well up in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry Doug. Please . . . let me explain" she answered, her voice cracking slightly.

"What's there to explain? I came home and found you sucking another guys cock in my father's house. I can't fucking believe you would do such a thing." he replied.

"It's just that . . . " she stammered, trying to put her dress back on.

"It's just what mother? You're such a whore that you can't keep your fucking panties on and wait for dad to get home?" he said grabbing the dress out of her hands before she could put it back on.

Doug was furious but not just because she was cheating on his father. He was jealous. Since he hit puberty he had an unnatural crush on his mother. It was something that he kept well hidden, but now it was about to tear him apart. Emily was a very attractive woman, making it seem almost normal for him to have such feelings for her.

"You're father hasn't touched me in 2 months." she blurted as she burst into tears.

He couldn't believe what he had just heard. His mother was a beautiful woman, how could his father not be all over her every night. From her long wavy raven locks to her translucent blue/green eyes and sleekly toned body, she was a vision of sexuality. His thoughts became distorted. Part of him wanted to comfort her, to try to be understanding about what she was going through, while the rest of him was fighting the urge to push her down on the sofa and drive his cock into her moist cunt until she begged him to stop.

"Please Doug, I beg you not to tell him about this." she pleaded as she looked up at him pitifully.

"And why shouldn't I tell him mother. Why shouldn't I tell him what a filthy slut you are? " he asked, his cock throbbing in his jeans.

"Please son, I swear to you this is the first time I've done anything like this and it will never happen again." she sobbed.

"You are damn right it will never happen again." Something inside Doug snapped as he watched her succulent firm breasts rise and fall with each breath she took. "Since you want to be the town whore, maybe I should take a turn at you myself."

Emily was stunned at her son's words. She knew she was in no position to fight him. Not only was he big enough that he could easily overpower her, but she knew once her husband found out about the little affair, she would be penniless and living on the street. She watched in horror as her son stepped closer, noticing the outline of his engorged cock through his snug fitting jeans.

"Doug, please don't do this. I'm your mother. This is wrong." she said, hoping to reason with him.

"Yeah and once I tell dad, you will be out of my life for good. So why don't you show me what a good cocksucker you are and maybe I won't tell him about you and the guy from the muffler shop." he snidely replied. "Now get to it bitch."

Emily sighed softly. She knew he was right. Her hands shook as she reached for the button on his jeans, unfastening them slowly and pushing them down. She was quite impressed by the size of his swollen cock as it remained trapped in the dark blue boxer briefs he wore. She was disgusted by the thought of what she was about to do but she figured that she had no choice in the matter. She had to do it to keep her family.

Her fingers inched under the edge of his underwear, slowly peeling them down. Doug stepped out of them, kicking them and his jeans aside. Emily swallowed hard as the head of his cock bobbed inches from her face as it sprung free from the fabric prison. She looked up at her son once more, hoping to find some trace of pity in his eyes, but found nothing but a deranged lust.

Her lips parted slowly as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft. He inhaled sharply as he felt her warm breath on his skin. It was the first time anyone else had even touched his cock like that. He licked his lips as he watched his mother skillfully take the head of his cock into her mouth and begin sucking lightly. His eyes nearly rolled back in his head as the intense pleasure hit him. Her tongue felt so soft and warm as it caressed his smooth skin. He dropped the dress, his hands moving to the sides of her head as he groaned softly.

"Oh fucking god mom. That feels so damn good." he said as he forced more of his cock into her mouth.

She tried to feed it in slowly, adjusting to his girth. She was amazed that he was so well endowed. Her fingers slipped from the base as her lips finally rested against it. The thick patch of sandy blond pubic hair tickled her nose as she nuzzled his crotch before sliding her lips back up his throbbing shaft. Her eyes clenched shut as she tried to blot out the reality of who the cock in her mouth belonged to.

The muscles in Doug's legs tensed as he felt her buttery soft lips glide up and down his shaft. It took all he had not to blow his load in her mouth right away. Her tiny hand delicately cupped his balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she continued to work her mouth over his raging erection. Doug stared down at her, trying to grasp the fact that this was not just a fantasy anymore. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer. He felt his balls tightening up as the hot thick cum erupted from his pulsing cock and into his mother's mouth.

Doug pulled her head forward, making her gag as his cock forced into her throat. He grunted and groaned as he emptied his seed down his mother's throat. He knew now that he had already gone too far to stop. He had to feel every inch of her superb body. He pushed her back against the sofa as she let his cock slip from between her lips. The look in his eyes told her the ordeal was far from over.

He crouched down in front of her, forcing her legs apart. Immediately she moved her hand to her crotch, trying to cover herself out of instinct. Doug quickly slapped her hand away as he stared at the soft pink flesh. He ran his fingers over the neatly trimmed strip of pubic hair above her sweet hole. He could see the droplets of moisture lining her thick pink lips. His fingertips traced over the slick little slit slowly as he glared at her.

"Oh my god mother. You are one sick bitch, getting all wet from sucking your own son's cock. You truly are nothing but a worthless whore." he said as his fingers invaded her tight little hole.

She let out a loud moan as two of his thick fingers delved deep inside her before pulling back slowly. He forced them in deep again before pulling them nearly out. He continued to finger fuck her until all she could do was release lusty moans as her hips moved to meet his thrusting fingers. He began to move faster as his thrusts became more brutal, making her voice raise with each pleasurable sound.

The sight of her writhing on the sofa in front of him had his cock already starting to swell once again. He pumped his fingers into her quickly dampening cunt faster and harder, watching her chest heave. Suddenly, his fingers were drenched as a wave of her sweet honey washed over them. He was astonished that his mother, this forbidden goddess of sexuality, just climaxed from his touch. He withdrew his fingers, staring at the wetness that glistened upon them for a moment. As he brought them closer to his mouth, he could smell her musky scent, making his mouth water for a taste.

She watched him lick her juices from his fingers, as she silently prayed that he would spare her any further humiliations. Her body however was consumed with a fiery passion. The rest of her honeyed liquids leaked from between the two swollen lips of her pussy. Doug could not help himself. He had tasted her sweetness and now he wanted more.

He dropped to his knees, pushing her legs further apart as he leaned in closer. His mother started to push him away but he stared up at her like a man possessed.

"Don't you fucking dare think you're going to stop me now you fucking slut." he growled. "You want sex so bad you're going to cheat on my father, well now you're going to get more than you bargained for."

He quickly buried his tongue in her cunt, lapping wildly at it as his nose crushed her clit against her pubic bone. She bit her lip hard, trying to stifle a moan. For some reason, his harsh treatment of her only served to turn her on even more. Doug's tongue probed deep into her velvety folds, curling as it withdrew, trying to draw out all of her tasty essence.

Emily dug her nails into the sofa cushion as he licked deeper and deeper. She was on the verge of orgasm when Doug finally pulled back, looking at her with an evil grin on his face.

"I think it's time to move upstairs so I will be more comfortable mother. Get to your room. I will be there in a moment." he said, standing up slowly. "I expect you to be laying there, looking sexy and ready to beg me for more."

Emily's eyes widened as she looked at her son, who now towered over her petite frame. She quickly got to her feet and scampered up the steps to her bedroom. Doug had gotten an idea as he tasted the sweetness between his mother's thighs, one that would guarantee that he would never be denied that pleasure again. He quickly locked the front door then ran up the stairs to his bedroom and grabbed the digital camera off the desk before entering his parents' bedroom.

The door flung open and Emily was startled by the flash of the digital camera as it snapped a picture of her nude body. She tried to reach for something to cover herself with when Doug slammed the door shut.

"Don't you fucking dare mother. You know if you piss me off at all I will tell dad about what you and that guy were doing. After he hears that, he won't believe you if you tell him how you swallowed my cum." he cruelly chuckled.

"Please Doug, don't do this" she begged.

"Shut the fuck up mother. Now lay back down on the bed and spread your legs wide. I want to see you finger yourself." he said, aiming the camera at her once again.

Emily did as she was told, knowing that he had her just where he wanted her. Her hand slipped slowly down between her thighs as she parted her legs. The shameful look on her face said more than any words she could have expressed. Despite how wrong she knew the situation was, she still could not help but be aroused by his attentions. Her slender fingers gently pushed into her cunt as she let out a soft moan.

Doug continued to snap photos of his mother as her fingers began to work in and out. He watched the shame morph into a sick pleasure as she bucked her hips to meet her thrusts. Her slick juices glistened on her fingers as he captured it all on his camera. His cock was throbbing as he watched his mother feverishly fucking her cunt. He moved closer, his lens focused on the object of his lusts.

He finally pulled her fingers away from her cunt, pushing her hand toward her mouth. Emily quickly began to suck the juices from her fingers while her son took more shots of her. His free hand then moved to his cock, guiding the tip to her drooling cunt and pushing in slowly. He groaned as he began to enter her. She was much tighter than he had imagined. His aim quickly changed, snapping off shots of his rigid cock sliding into her slick hole.

Emily was moaning and writhing against the bed. Finally, Doug hilted himself deep inside his mother's cunt. He held still for a moment, letting her juices coat his thick shaft. He started sawing in and out of her, his pace slow yet hard. His mother's thin frame was jolted by each deeply penetrating thrust. After a couple of minutes, he withdrew from her, and walked across the room. The disappointed look on Emily's face soon disappeared when she realized he would return in a moment. He set the timer on the camera, making sure the angle was good as he sat it down on the dresser, then returned to the bed his parents shared.

Without a word, he drove his cock deep into her hungry cunt in a single thrust. His hips pumped hard and fast as he brutally fucked the woman who gave him life. He reached down, catching her left nipple between his thumb and forefinger and giving it a sharp pinch. She moaned loudly as her muscles began to spasm around his cock and her warm juices flooded out of her. The camera caught every moment of it, intermittently taking more and more pictures.

As soon as the orgasm was over, Doug withdrew, staring down at his mother with a sinister lust gleaming in his eyes.

"Get on your hands and knees slut," he growled as he reached down, giving her clit a brutally hard pinch.

She let out a loud whimper but quickly obeyed. Doug guided his cock back into her dripping wet hole and began to hammer away brutally at her. His fingertips dug into the soft flesh at her hips, pulling her back into each thrust as she moaned loudly. He kept staring at her tight little puckered hole as he fucked her. He knew that he had to take her ass as well. His mind raced with fiendish ideas of what to put her through, but he knew he had little time until his father would return and he had to cum soon. He slid his throbbing shaft from his mother's pussy and pressed the head against her dark little hole.

"Oh god no Doug, please. I've never..." she started to protest, but Doug quickly slapped her ass as hard as he could, cutting her words shorts.

He then forced her head to the mattress before he began to force his thick cock into her ass. She shrieked as the head ripped past the tight ring of muscles and kept burrowing deeper into her virgin hole. He quickly bottomed out, not giving her a moment to adjust and began to pump hard and fast. She sobbed as he took from her the last of her dignity.

"God you have a tight ass for a slut. You love it don't you mother. You love having your ass fucked by your own son." he said, pulling her back into each brutal thrust.

When she didn't answer right away, he began to slap her ass again, leaving large hand print shaped welts over it. He continued to spank her as he drove his cock in as hard as he could.

"Answer me you fucking whore. We both know you love the feel of cock so much you don't care who's it is." he grunted as he continued to pound her like a cheap whore. "You're cumming again aren't you bitch."

His balls slapped loudly against her pussy lips, feeling her warm juices coat them with each strike. He couldn't hold out any longer. His cock was aching it was so hard and his balls were starting to tighten. He continued to drive his cock into her ass until finally the thick ropes of cum shot deep inside her bowels. His mother laid there sobbing as he emptied his seed into her. Finally, he pulled his cock from her sore hole. He smirked as he looked down at her. He moved her over, laying down on his back next to her. His fingers tangled in her long raven hair, pulling her up for a kiss before he forced her face down to his crotch.

"Time to clean up your mess mom" he chuckled.

Emily gagged as she tried to pull away, not wanting to taste the mixture of his cum and her ass. He pulled her hair harder, forcing a yelp from her lips. As soon as they parted, he forced his cock into her mouth.

"And don't you dare bite. I swear I will make sure dad knows all about you and that other guy and how you tried to bribe me with sex not to tell on you." he stated.

Emily could not believe how cruel her son was being to her. Did he truly hate her this much? She began to softly suck, trying not to throw up from the vile taste coating her son's semi hard cock. He used her hair as a handle, pulling her back slightly and forcing it all down her throat again before it finally deflated.

Once she had cleaned it to his satisfaction, Doug pushed her away, climbing off the bed and getting the camera. He stood there leaning against the dresser as he flipped through the images that it contained. He smiled wickedly as he looked at every moment of her humiliation.

"You better go clean yourself up mother. Wouldn't want dad to find out what's you've been up to?" he chuckled as he headed for the bedroom door. "And by the way mom, after he goes to sleep tonight, I expect you to come to my room. I wanna fill that worthless cunt of yours with a load as well"

With that he walked out, going downstairs to get dressed, leaving his mother slumped on the bed sobbing openly.

 

I am generally a very reserved person, mostly quiet, and described as intelligent. On the day of my elder sister’s wedding I knew that there was going to be a lot of dancing. Past experiences have proven that I would have a much better time in this situation if I was drunk. So at the pre party, I had god knows how many shots of vodka, and by the time we went to the wedding, I was completely wasted. I danced like there was no tomorrow, sang till my voice was hoarse. It was great. The problem began when we all reached home at around 3 in the morning. Every one was tired and went to sleep quite immediately. I was alone in my room feeling very nauseous, I think I over did it with the drinking.

So I sat alone in the room feeling miserable and for some odd reason very horny. I guess alcohol really does bring out all that is instinctual in a man, which is why when drunk, we say what we feel and do what we want to do. There is no holding back….not in any situation. I reached down my trousers and began touching myself. My 6 ½ inch cock was as hard as steel and pulsated rhythmically, craving to be jacked off. I was still not completely in my senses, I was still a little drunk. I just wanted to jack off and go to sleep. I suddenly heard the door open and saw Sara walk into the room. She  switched the light on.. “Turn it off.” I said. The light seemed to give me a headache. Only the dim light of the lamp placed on my bedside table illuminated the whole room and that as quite enough. Sara was very concerned about me. We were very close. I was always protective with her and reacted very violently if anyone upset her for any reason.

            “Are you alright she asked?”

            “I feel terrible.”  I said miserably with my head in my hands. I wanted her to leave. I was dying to jack off, so much so that I felt feverish. I even shivered a few times thinking of how nice it would be to plunge my cock inside a sweet tight pussy and cumming inside it.  Sara came and sat beside me. She wore a beautiful red blouse with intricately woven work on it and a long heavy silk skirt with decorative beads. The skirt draped down to her toes. She smelled magnificent. Like roses, mainly because she had some attached to her wrists. She had removed her jewelry and had untied her hair.  She looked very much like a bride herself, waiting to be taken by a husband on her wedding night. She spoke to me about ways to help me feel better. She said things like, “You should drink lots of water, and maybe you shouldn’t go to work tomorrow…..” but my mind was else where.

            The first time I actually thought of having sex with her crossed my mind when she reached for a glass of water resting on the bedside table on the opposite side. Too lazy to walk around the bed, she lay on her stomach across the bed and reached for the glass. My eyes automatically observed her beautiful ass. I remember I started breathing very heavily, and broke into sweat. I had this really uncontainable urge to unleash my cock from my trousers, lift her skirt, set her underwear aside and enter her in that same position. I wanted to fuck the crap out of her. She was at that moment the most beautiful thing in the world to me. I don’t know if it was the fact that I hadn’t masturbated in a while or because I was drunk, but I was never hornier. I could feel my precum dripping out of my cock and my balls felt incredibly tense.

I truly had temporarily lost it. I had all these thoughts whirl inside my head in the span of five seconds. Sara finally sat back up again and handed me the glass of water. My hand shook slightly as I gulped it down. As much as I wanted her to stay, I wanted her to leave. I gave her the empty glass and said, “Now leave, I need to sleep.”  She detected the unevenness of my voice and thought I was ill. She placed the glass on the floor and quite unexpectedly took my head and placed it on her shoulders. This was the worst time to show sisterly affection! I could smell her neck, part of my arm touched her left breast, and my right hand found its way around her waist and touched the bare skin between her blouse and her skirt.

I now lost all logic and inhibitions. I didn’t care who came in the room and who saw; I put my arms around her and tightened my grip. I buried my head in her neck and began kissing it. I started to breathe very heavily. Sara is not a stupid girl. She was a bit alarmed by what I was doing and tried to break away. I could feel both her hands on my chest pushing, but I was way too strong for her. In an instant my face moved up to her face. I violently kissed every inch of it, except the lips for some reason. Her nose, her cheeks, her forehead. I could hear her startled cries, I don’t remember exactly what her words were but they were something like, “No, Please don’t! someone might come!, please stop!” She begged forcefully but in a whisper. “You’re drunk! You don’t know what you’re doing! Someone might come! No!” She was way more concerned about being caught in this position than being screwed. If we were caught she knew my father would kill her and me for that matter. He was a very strict and religious man. I on the other hand wasn’t thinking at all. “Ssshhhh Its okay, its okay sweetie,” I assured her softly, “Its okay, I need you so badly, I need you! Just stay with me please. I need you.” I kept saying lustily, meaning it more than she’d ever know.  I was so taken in by my lust that I thought I’d die if I wasn’t inside her soon!

I got on my knees on the floor between her legs, holding her waist tightly to me. I looked at the door suddenly to make sure no one was there, mainly because I’d made up my mind as to what I’d do next. The door was slightly ajar. My room is at the end of the hallway so the footsteps of any one approaching can be heard quite clearly.   I looked into her eyes, conveying quite clearly what was about to happen. I loosened my grip on her upper arms gently. My eyes dropped down to her breasts. They were heaving very erotically. Only inches away now and mine. I knew she wasn’t a virgin. She had very briefly and quite secretly dated a guy a year ago who was about two years her senior. There was no way any guy in his right mind would have not tapped this ass, I thought. She was very much in love with him still.

I grabbed her breasts with my hands and squeezed them, knowing she wouldn’t protest, at least audibly. She’d never risk waking anyone up. I abruptly seized her blouse and fiercely ripped the hooks apart.  You could hear the ripping of the blouse and a fairly audible gasp. I brushed aside the blouse on either side so her breasts were now completely visible to my lustful eyes. They were so white, so unblemished, and so firm.  In a split second I was feasting on them. My dry mouth quenched its thirst. My left hand messaged her left tit. I tried taking as much of the right tit in my mouth and let my tongue twirl about all over her nipples. She too was breathing quite heavily now. I could tell she kept looking at the door, trying her best to be alert. She wasn’t struggling any more and just sat in front of me breathing deeply.

I reached down and unbuckled my belt and button and released my cock. It was like a rock. As I planted kisses on her chest, my right hand crept up underneath her long skirt, touching her legs, her thighs and finally her pussy. She suddenly became very tense. And began struggling again, but as silently as she could. She began to get up off the bed when she felt my fingers place her underwear aside and felt them touch her pussy. I wrapped my left arm around her waist and sat her back down.  My mouth migrated to her left tit and sucked on it like a mad man. I had never in my life known such lust before.

My fingers entered her pussy, one finger then two, exploring her depth, moving, wiggling. It didn’t take long for me to realize that she was wet. I don’t know why but I was quite astonished by this.  I stopped sucking her and looked up at her. There were tears in her eyes. I kissed her on her chin, “Its okay, Its okay!” I said gently, no one will ever know, I promise, It’ll be our secret. No one will ever find out. Everyone is asleep.” I then removed my hand from her pussy and examined my fingers, “You’re wet.” She didn’t say anything. “I need you Sarah, I really need you tonight, please stay with me tonight, I love you very much. Please?” I whispered gently. No man has begged so hard.  

 She looked at me with those beautiful wet eyes, the only sound in the room was of us breathing. We looked at each other for what seemed to be an eternity. She then wiped a tear from her cheek and said the words that to this day make me horny each time I think about them,  “Lock the door!”

I wasted no time. I grabbed my pants up and walked to the door. I instinctually stuck my head out, sensing for movement. I could hear my father snore, but that was it. I slowly closed the door and locked both the locks. I didn’t want anyone coming in for the next few hours. I turned back and looked at the bed. Sarah was facing away from me sitting very still, as if waiting for me to take her. I took off my clothes. I took everything off till I was completely naked. It was quite a shameless thing to do. But I was too feverish and aroused to care, besides, at that time making love to her felt strangely natural.

As I approached the bed Sarah turned and looked at me. She knew what was going to happen and didn’t say anything, didn’t protest anymore. She then looked at my erect cock. It had precum oozing out of it. I made no effort to conceal it. She then turned and looked away. I got on the bed and sat behind her, so my legs were on either side of her, half hanging out of the parameters of the bed. I urgently seized her tits form behind and began squeezing. With my right hand I removed her hair on the front side of the right shoulder, so the back of her neck was completely exposed. I must have kissed it a million times. I then removed her blouse from her body, which wasn’t hard now that I’d ripped it a few moments ago.  Her upper body was now naked. Her back was smooth and white. I held very tightly to me, so her back pressed against my chest. We were lovers now.

I knew very well that this night would never repeat itself. We have a very large family, rarely can two people find themselves alone in our small house. I wanted to make the most of this opportunity. “Stand up.” I said gently. She complied slowly. I sat at the edge of the bed, “No! don’t turn around, I want to see your ass.” I said huskily, “Take off your skirt sweetie.” She unhooked her skirt and because it was so heavy it just fell to the floor. She wore pink underwear that covered most of her ass. I eagerly grabbed the waist band with my finger and pulled them down. I was now staring at the most beautiful ass I had seen. My little sister’s ass. It was round, white and smooth. I assaulted it with kisses and eventually dropped to the floor, burying my face in it. I spread her ass cheeks to get in deeper (I’m an ass man). She gasped a second time when my tongue made contact with her asshole. It was small and pink. After a few moments I looked up and saw her still looking at the door. I stood up in front of her. “Sarah look at me, it’s alright, I checked… everybody is asleep.”

“I know.” She gasped softly. “I just…no one can know.”

“No one will ever know…okay.” I said reassuringly, “look at me!” She did, “I want to fuck you! Sarah I need to fuck you so badly. I want to be inside you. Don’t you want me? I love you.”  I then for the first time kissed her on the lips. I slid my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues met for the first time. I opened my eyes to see if her eyes were closed, they were. I then held her face gently in my hands and pressed her head to mine. I buried my tongue inside her mouth. I knew she wanted me when I felt her mouth sucking on my tongue. I parted my lips from hers, and looked into her eyes. “I want to fuck…” I said hoarsely, “I want to fuck your pussy! I want to cum all over you sweetie. I need you Sarah.” She stood still for a moment, then responded by backing towards the bed, and laying down, keeping eye contact through out. I still jerk off to when I think about the next thing she did. She looked at me with eyes half closed, with her lips parted a little, she lifted her legs till her feet were at the edge of the bed then parted her legs.

I almost shot my wad there and then. I had had enough, I craved for pussy, it meant the world to me then. I wanted to fuck it like it was the last fuck of my life. I leapt on her like a mad man, all feverish and out of breath. I kissed her hard on the lips and guided my cock in her pussy. She yelped as I entered her. I began fucking her instantly. Her pussy was very so wet and slippery, I had no trouble breaking in. I planted several kisses on her face, her mouth, her neck. I began licking her skin till the shine of my spit was visible on her. It really turned me on.

I was right, she was no virgin, my suspicion had been confirmed. I was for a moment distracted by the fact that that bastard boyfriend of hers had fucked her. This made me jealous and even a little angry. I began fucking her harder now. The problem was that the bed springs began squeaking. “Stop! Stop!..” She whispered urgently into my ear. “No! We’re making too much noise, we’ll wake someone! Maybe we should stop!”

“Let’s fuck on the floor then.” I suggested “I’m not letting you go till I’ve fucked you. Here, put this on the floor lay down and spread your legs!” I ordered her while giving her the thin but soft quilt. She complied with my request…well almost. Sitting there watching her naked in front of me was too much for me to bear. I watched her bend forward as she lay the quilt on the floor. Her ass facing me again. I spit on my cock, never looking away from her ass, I came up behind her urgently, I grabbed her to me with my left arm and guided my cock in the pussy with the other. I’ll never forget that soft but forceful ‘uhhhhh’ sound she made when she realized what had happened. I was a little taller than her so when I shoved my cock forward it lifted her off the ground a little so she was on her toes when I penetrated all the way in. She made that ‘uhhhhh’ sound each time I fucked her. It was the sweetest thing I ever heard. I bit her neck and put my finger inside her mouth. Not surprisingly she began sucking it.

After a few moments I lay her on the floor as was originally planned. I grabbed her ankles and spread them wide. “Guide my cock inside you!” she hesitated slightly. “Come on sweetie, I know you’ve done this before.” That comment caught her a bit of guard. “Its okay. It’s okay.” I assured her. She held my cock gently in her hands and placed it at the entrance of her pussy. I thrust forward till I was all the way in. It was then that I took a closer look at her feet. They were beautiful, soft, white with pink soles. I saw her looking at me wondering what I would do next. While looking into her eyes I began sucking her big toe. It tasted sweet to me. I’ve always had a foot fetish and here I was quenching my thirst for it.

“What are doing?” she asked. I was a little embarrassed then. All I said was, “I like your feet.” Before kissing them again.

I needed to come, my iron cock needed the release, besides I had held my cum longer than I had thought. I pressed her knees to her chest, lay on top of her, and began kissing her mouth. Then I fucked her as hard as my strength would allow. There was a visible smacking sound that we made each time I pumped inside her with lightening speed. This made her break free form the kiss. “Slowly! Slowly, Please!” she said in my ear. But I was in ecstasy. Her feet faced the ceiling as I fucked the shit out of her, my darling sister. I quickly pulled out and began cumming like a hose. My thick white cum sprayed all over her sweaty body, including her face, tits, abdomen and pussy.  We stayed still, panting heavily.

Two minutes later she sat up. I quickly planted a kiss on her cheek. “She began to get up. “Where are you going?”

“Back to my room.” She whispered.

“Don’t.”

“I have to.” She said,  “It’s very late.”

“Exactly. We have at least two hours before mum awakes.”  I reasoned. “Come on Sara we’ll never get an opportunity to make love like this again, you know it. And you did enjoy it. I know you did.”

“Yes but I shouldn’t have. You’re my brother.”

“It didn’t seem like it a moment a go.” I whispered then brushed her ankles with the back of my fingers. “I love touching you!”

“Oh god what just happened?.”

“You know exactly what happened.”

“I need to clean up.” She said. I couldn’t blame her, she was covered with my cum. “You can’t.” I said, “the sound of the water in the washroom will disturb every one. Stay here till dawn then sneak into your room.” She looked at me defeated. Knowing that she’d be in my room for the next couple of hours made my cock twitch again.

“Oh God! Please no!” She said softly as I lowered my mouth to her pussy…

 

PART 2 COMING SOON!

 

Well back to my story I was laying out when my family came home. My mom, dad and little brother and sister. I walk in to greet them with huges and kisses. my mom was in the kitchen so after a bref with her I headed to chat with my sis and bro. As I sat there I kept thinking about that day my dad was smelling my panties so I got up to see my dad. I made my way to his room where he was laying on the bed watching TV. I walk over and he got up and I was focus on his cock. As we hug I felt his soft cock against my stomach and felt his hand run along my back and to my bikini bottoms. He gave me a kiss on my cheek and we both sat on the bed chating. i was home for summer and my family had a trip for us to Europe for 2 weeks on a train. the day came and we where flying to Europe. On the plain at night I was sitting with my sis to my right and my dad to my left. The lights where off and everyone was asleep except my dad who was watching the giant TV. As I was asleep I woke up a bit but did not move just open my eyes a bit. As I tryed to focus my eyes I saw my dad rubing his cock in the blanket. I just layed there to watch him. I watch the blanket move up and down very slow and could hear him moan a bit.I was so trun on by this and watch. I decide to flirt a bit with my dad so I perten to move a bit and push the covers down past my waist. I was wearing warm ups and when I look down my thong was shoing on the side. I move a bit so my ass was faceing him. I rub my butt to act as if I had a scratch. I layed there for a couple of mins when I felt my pants being to pull down a bit very slow. It was my dad so I let him do this. I move a bit so now I could feel my butt crack expose to the air a bit. I felt his finger go in my crack and slowly and gently move lower and lower to my ass hole. I pick up the blanket and cover myself again. After a couple of mins his hand was under my blanket. I turn aroundon my back so my front was showing and under the covers I push my pants down a bit and thong. I felt his hand rub my stomach and slowly move to my pussy. I felt the first finger try to make its way under my panties. I was so wet now and wanted my dad to finger my wet pussy.

I felt his finger touch the top on my bush and thats when the lights came on.After we got off the plane we headed to get our bags and get to our motel.That night I could not sleep and was fingering my pussy all night thinking of my dad. we had 2 rooms with my parents in 1 and us in the other. The next day we boreded our train and it was going to be a 12 hour ride. We got one of those room carts you see on TV with the 2 beds and TV and bunk beds on the side. As night came my sis and bro was in the bunk bed sleeping and I had just finish taking a shower so my mom was next. As she was in the shower I watch my dad look at me and knew he was thing about my pussy. I jump in bed with him and we chated as I huged him. I was so horny I made my move as we chated I slowly move down to his shorts and started to rub his cock. My dad stop and look right in my eyes. We both just look and then I unzip his shorts and grad his cock. My dad look at the TV and I felt his hands run down my back and in my nighty and right to my ass hole. His finger ran circles around my ass hole so now wetness was come from my pussy to my ass. I grab his cock and started to jerk him off and feel his balls. I wanted it so bad in my pussy and mouth. His hand made its way to my front and I open my legs so he could get his finger in my wet pussy. i was so turn on and horny that wants he was in I cum so hard and my panties got a big wet shower.I could still heard the water in the bathroom running so I went down and place his cock in my mouth. I wanted to taste my dads hard cock and lick the pre cum from it. I ran my tong down to his balls and could feel his hands push my head down I place it my mouth while I play with his balls. I heard the water turn off So I got up and got in my bed. That night my dad fuck my mom and I watch but pretended to sleep. I could see my dad look over at me while my mom sucked his cock.........................

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As arranged, Eric appeared at my door on Monday at about eight in the evening. He was in for a revelation. As instructed, Keri was wearing only her collar and a pair of red high heel shoes. About a half hour before Eric arrived, I tied Keri’s wrists in front of her, then ran the rope though an eye bolt mounted in the ceiling of my living room. I pulled the rope up tight, stretching her body taught, with her hands tied high above her head. This eye bolt had been used many times to stretch Keri for a whipping. I gagged her with a penis gag, and using a rather large wooden dowel, I improvised by making it into a leg spreader. Keri was standing with her legs spread, widely, and tied to the dowel ends so she would not be able to close her legs. Her feet were fitted with the obligatory high heels. Yeah, I have a fetish about high heels, and love the look it gives Keri’s legs, and the positioning of her body. They make her stand straighter and causes her to hold her chest higher to better display her breasts. Lastly, I put a pair of “butter fly” nipple clamps on her breasts. Keri was uncomfortable, yet her pussy was hot and moist. Her nipples and breasts were bathed in pain from these clamps.

While waiting for Eric, I whipped Keri a little. Just enough to leave pink lash marks on her ass, breasts and thighs I wanted to set a mood. I was wearing no clothing. My cock was rigid. I wanted Eric to know that I was Keri’s sexual master, as well as her love. The door bell rang. Eric had arrived.

I opened the door and invited Eric into our house. As mentioned, I was naked and carrying a medium weight multi-thronged whip in my right hand Eric seemed somewhat surprised to find me thusly. I think he was planning on just having a conversation with me about Keri. Eric looked across the living room and saw Keri naked, and in strict bondage.

Eric spoke, “What are you guys doing?”

I replied, “Isn’t it obvious. I am whipping Keri. After that, who knows, some sucking, or maybe some fucking. I haven’t decided to let her have a cum yet. We’ll see how she responds to the whip. Have a seat.”

Eric seemed to be at a loss for words. “Jack, I wanted to talk to you.”

“O.K., but let me take care of Keri, then we can talk.”

I raised my whip and brought it sharply against Keri’s ass. She flinched and whimpered. Again, and again I rained down harsh lashes against the silky skin of her sweet ass. Soon Keri was crying, sobbing into her gag.. I moved my whip around to her breasts. Soon her breasts were bouncing and shuddering under my whip. I can’t remember the last time I whipped her this severely, maybe never. Her breasts lurched under my whip. Her nipples hardened and soon the silky soft skin of her breasts were covered with pink striations from my whip Eric was aghast, but he remained quiet.

I moved my whip down and started whipping her delicious thighs, both front and back. She tried to “dance” away from my whip, but her bondage held her there. Then, lastly, I brought my whip around to her beautiful pussy.

I raised the whip in the air, and brought it sharply down and up to her pussy. The whip made a meaty splatting sound. Keri jumped and screamed into her gag. With her legs spread, and tied that way, there was nothing she could do to avoid having her cunt pummeled by the whip. Her body moved deliciously as she attempted to avoid being struck. I was enjoying this action. Keri was beautiful, and her movements and struggles only made my cock harder.

After about twenty lashes against the soft tissues of her pussy, I stopped. Keri was sobbing heavily. Reaching down, I slipped my finger into her pussy. Even though this whipping had been severe, and she was still sobbing from the pain she had just endured, her cunt was hot, and very wet with her love juices. She was aroused.

I gave her a minute to compose herself, while massaging and fingering her cunt. When she had settled down and appeared to be enjoying my hand, I removed it. Using the whip, I started to gently whipping her pussy. This was not punishment. I wanted arouse her. In a minute or two, she was moving with the whip and moaning softly behind her gag. I quickened the pace and made the lashes strike a little harder. Her hips were moving as if she had a hard cock in her pussy. I kept working the whip on her cunt until she was in the zone, and her climax was rapidly rising in her body. Finally, when I felt she was ready, with one sharp painful blow against her overheated pussy, she exploded into a massive cum. Keri screamed into her gag, while she was humping her hips like she was fucking an invisible lover. I eased off on the hardness of the lashes, but kept up the cadence until she started to cum down off her climax. Finally, she came back to earth as I was finger fucking her. I removed her gag so she could breath better. I gave her a drink of cold water to refresh her, then kissed her. Keri had just experienced the hardest whipping she had ever had. Her beautiful body was covered with whip marks and welts. She had also experienced a crashing climax with nothing more than a whip on her cunt. I kissed her tear streaked face.

“What do you say, Slave”, I asked.

“Oh, Jack, Sir, I love you. I am your slave, and I love you.”

I pulled the nipple clamps from her breasts. Keri gritted her teeth and moaned with pain.

I asked her, “Do you still love me?

“Oh, yes sir”, was her tearful reply.

“If I told you to suck Eric’s cock while I whipped you again, what would you say.”

“JJ…Jack, Sir, I will do anything you want. I am your slave.”

“Keri, I am going to give you a chance for a reprieve. Eric wants to marry you, to take you away from all this, to stop the pain and sexual abuse. He says he loves you, and wants to save you. If you want to go with him, I will untie you, now, and you can go, with my love and blessing. If you want to stay here and be my slave, knowing you life will remain as it is, just ask me to whip your tits again.”

Eric looked at Keri expectantly. ‘Surely‘, he thought, ’She will choose to come with me and escape all this abuse’.

Keri replied, her voice just above a whisper, “Jack, please kiss me…, kiss me and then whip my tits”.

I hugged her abused body to mine, and kissed her. My rigid cock was pressed against her taught belly My hand moved down to her freshly abused breasts and squeezed them. I moved my hand lower to her heated pussy. It was wet and hot, and easily accepted my fingers. I worked on her cunt some more, arousing her again. As I stepped back to whip her breasts, I heard the front door close. I turned around and saw that Eric was gone. Keri noticed it, too. I dropped my whip to the floor and turned to Keri, kissing her..

“Aren’t you going to whip me breasts”, she whispered with a very serious look of lust on her face. “I want you to whip my breasts. I want you to make me your slave forever.”

I hugged and kissed her again, then picked up my whip and brought it down hard across her breasts. I watched these beauties bounce and shudder under my whip as Keri gasped with pain. After about ten lashes on each breast, I did stop. I walked up to her and slipped my cock into her steaming pussy. In a matter of moments, we came. It was an explosive cum. It seemed to last forever. I struggled to keep my knees from folding. Keri was still strung up to the ceiling. If she had been untied, she would have collapsed. It seemed the bond between us was even stronger. I loved Keri, and I knew she loved me.

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After graduation, Keri and I have moved to another city, Chicago to be exact. I had been offered a good job by a computer software company. We live together as man and wife. None of our friends know the secret we have. We have never become involved with a single man again, although, there are a couple of married couples that we do “swing” with. These people, like us, are heavily involved in sexual domination and BDSM. Keri is more beautiful than ever, and is a marvelously submissive slave. Anyone who knows us envies me for having such a pretty submissive wife. The husbands in the couples we are involved with can’t seem to get enough of her. Maybe, someday I will write about our experiences here in Chicago with these new friends. Keri and I are still in love, and plan to be for the rest of our lives. She will be my sex slave, forever.

THE END