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The First part to Teen Titans

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Gwagogoo! - Teen Titans lemon for Tank Cop's contest.

Raven gave a cough as she shivered on a bed under a huge blanket. A thermometer flew from her mouth to her eyelevel from her command.

"Hmmm, I'm not ill acoarding to this." she thought as the sheet she was laying under, suddenly hovered up.

Raven looked to both of her sides and her clothes flew at her and dressed her.

"Just a little cough won't be holding me back." she said to herself.

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Beast Boy was eating some steak, when Raven came from her room.

"What happened to you, it's like you've risen from under a boat." he

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joked.
"Piss of moron, I'm not in the mood." she hissed back at him back.

Beast Boy gave a shrug and returned to his meal. There was silence in the air.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm not feeling very well." Raven finally sighed.

Beast Boy stopped eating.

"Is it affecting your powers?" he asked.
"Well, not yet atleast. I was able to use my powers really well awhile ago." Raven replied.
"You know, if there's anything wrong, you probably should stay behind. Especially, since Starfire already was put out of comission for awhile, because of Mr. Freeze." Beast Boy said.
"Oh, just saying his name gives me frost bites." Raven shivered.

TWO DAYS AGO…

A powerful Super Villain named Mr. Freeze, who had decided to transform the entire earth into an ice cube had just shot Starfire with his 'Icicle Shot', making her change into a solid ice statue.

"Starfire!" Raven had screamed as she turned around, only to get shot shortly after aswell.

If this wouldn't have been counted in Robin's plan, they would all be frozen along with the entire world.

THIS DAY…

Raven drank some tea and relaxed a little in a chair.

"So where are everybody else?" she finally asked.
"They're trying to find a way to stop Mr.Freeze once and for all.

Raven gurgled, forcing her to spit and making huge trail of tea fly from her mouth as she dropped her mug in a pure shock.

"What?! I thought you guys defeated him!!" she hissed.
"Calm down, we did…Kinda…. Well, we destroyed his Ice barrier, but we were only able to get you and Starfire away." he replied.
"You mean, the city is still threatened and you didn't even tell me?!?!" Raven exclaimed.
"Well, it's not really threatened anymore, technically speaking as Robin said. We didn't wanna brother you." Beast Boy answered.

Raven nearly wanted to scream. No one had told her. Was she rendered useless in their eyes?

"Okay. Fine. I don't care anymore." she snapped.
"Care about what?" Beast Boy asked.
"Anything! I don't care about anything anymore!" she yelled at him.

Beast Boy raised up and backed a little.

"No need to get upset now Raven." he said.
"Who's getting UPset?" she exclaimed.

Suddenly, with her powers she raised Beast Boy high into the air.

"Hey, let me go!!" he screamed.
"I could destroy you all easily like bunch of flies! I should be the leader of the groub!!! How can you even think of tackling that villain, without even asking me if I'd want to take part in it??!" she yelled at him.

Suddenly, Raven threw Beast Boy against the wall and let him drop to the floor.

"That hurt Raven!" he exclaimed.

Raven threw Beast Boy again against the wall, this time harder.

AT REST OF THE HEROES…

"I've figured out why Starfire punched you earlier Cyborg." Robin said, raising his goggles from his mask.
"What's that?" Cyborg asked.
"When Mr. Freeze shot the 'Icicle Shot' it affected Starfire somehow. She's more aggressive, angry and even hostile. Why this is so, it's not as important as finding out how to stop it." Robin explained.
"Oh my God….Raven was shot too." Cyborg exclaimed.

Long silence passed between the two.

"You go to her. I'll try and make up some tests to see if I can revert the effects." Robin finally stated.

BACK AT RAVEN AND BEAST BOY…

Raven made Beast Boy circle around air, while a knife flew into her hand's grib.

"Do you admit, I'm the strongest?" she screamed.
"Yes! I admit, you are stronger than anyone of us! Stronger than any of us combined!!" Beast Boy yelled.

Raven lowered Beast Boy gently.

"Good." she said, putting the knife on the table.

Beast Boy coughed a little. Raven had certainly caught him off guard. And even if she wouldn't have, he wasn't comfortable about using his powers against his friend.

Raven gave a yawn and began to sit, when one chair flew under her just in time.

"I am real happy to hear that. So, can I get my hands onto Mr. Freeze?" she asked.
"Umm… We…We have to talk to others first too, you know..." Beast Boy started to protest.

Raven gave a spit to the floor.

"Fine, if they think they can stop me, they are welcome to try." she stated.

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Cyborg was moving towards the room, where Beast Boy and Raven were at, when suddenly a piece from wall was ripped and rolled around him.

"R-Raven?" he asked.

There was no answer.

He began to try to struggle away, but suddenly more pieces of the wall were ripped and tied around him making it impossible for him to move at all.

Soon, he saw Raven walking towards him.

"Raven, stop this madness at once!" he yelled at her.
"Madness? Madness?? The teams greatest member is left aside, THAT is madness!" Raven screamed.
"No, you see i-" Cyborg started to explain, when some duct tape covered his mouth.
"You also talk too much." Raven replied and turned to walk back into the room where Beast Boy was.

Without him wanting to, Cyborg noticed himself following her.

"Well, I've taken two Titans out alone and I've not even breaken sweat." Raven joked as she made Cyborg fly on the couch next to Beast Boy, who was tied and gagged too.

She gave a cough and covered her mouth with her hand.

"So, all I need to do is to take Robin and Starfire out and then I'm without any doubt, the strongest, right?" Raven asked out loud, though she didn't even excpect an answer.
"Raven!" a shout suddenly came.

Raven turned to direction of voice and there stood Starfire and Robin.

"Is it the same thing that made me attack Cyborg?" Starfire asked.
"Yes and the treatment must be the same." Robin answered.

Starfire blushed slightly. Raven was somewhat confused by her reaction.

"Well, you seem to talk about things like fighting for what one believes as sickness." she finally said, getting into a small fighting stance.

Raven raised Robin into the air. Suddenly however, Robin dropped back to his feet.

"What?!?" Raven exclaimed.
"I put on my gravitation belt. You can't move me." Robin responded.
"Damn you! There's more ways for me to defeat you two than just slamming you into something!" Raven screamed.
"You forget something important." Robin stated.
"What's that?" Raven questioned.
"We work as a Team." he calmly responded.

Raven gasbed. She had gotten distracted and Starfire was no longer on the side of Robin. When she turned around, she was hit by Starfires energy blast, making her fly backwards and roll on ground awhile.

"Damn you…I'll kill you….I'll kill you all!!!!!!!" Raven screamed. The attack had eaten most of her strength though, she was hardly able to move a small item. She tried to get up, only falling again. Some spit was thrown from her mouth as she cursed "I shall tease you all to death one by one!!!"

Suddenly Starfire took hold of Raven.

"Is it really the only cure?" Starfire asked.
"The only way is by constant heating from body part, such as hand, striking at the infected area." Robin explained.
"But Raven was shot into her butt, not where I was." Starfire reminded.
"That makes no diffrence. We must make the treatment immediattly." Robin nearly shouted.

Suddenly Raven realized what was about to happen.

She was going to be spanked by Robin.

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Raven felt as Starfire pulled her panties down, exposing her pale white butt cheeks.

"God, no! I'm so embarassed!" Raven whimpered.

Suddenly, Robin slapped her left butt cheek. He then slapped right one. And again. And again. Raven tried to scream, with a few tears falling down her eyes, but Starfire put two of her fingers into Raven's mouth, blocking her ability to speak, much less scream.

"Oh God no… If this keeps up, I'll…I'll get aroused." Raven thought to herself.

Robin again raised his hand and spanked hard on the ass of Raven, coloring the cheeks with red color from the impacts. She tried to refuse her feeling of actually beginning to enjoy this.

Suddenly, something, which suprised near everyone in the room happened.

It started out as small enough to be confused with a clitoris. But the more Robin spanked, the bigger it grew. It was a dick and it was long enough to put any black man to shame.

"Holy shit!! Holy shit!!!" Starfire gasped as she stared at the humongous sized genital.
"It seems Raven really was mysterious for a reason." Robin said in amazement.

Robin stopped for one second.

"Let the other ones free, I think Raven is now normal." he calmly stated.

Raven bowed her head in embarassment as she blushed slightly.

"Oh God, I'm sorry for what I did….But….Now you know my darkest secret. I've….I've always kept it secret from everyone, because I knew…. I knew I'd be forever hated without second thoughts if I'd tell it…" she whimpered, trying to avoid looking at anyone.
"Raven…" Starfire quietly replied to this cry of self disgust.

Suddenly without a warning, Starfire leaned and gave a kiss to Raven. Raven was confused at first, but then returned the kiss, adding some tongue to it. Starfire returned this gesture, by moving her hand over Raven's all erect cock and gently running her finger on it's tip, teasing it.

At the same time, the guys began to loosen their clothes.

"Hey, I thought she'd return to normal by now." Beast Boy proclaimed.
"She is! She's doing this on her free will!" Cyborg said, giving a sigh.
"Oh. OH!! WHOOOAH!!" Beast Boy yelled, as he finally took off his underwear, making his erect dick jump into sight.

Robin moved next to the ladies, rubbing the butts of both, giving them slap each. Starfires screams were muffled, when Raven was tongue kissing her passionately.

Cyborg and Beast Boy, all erect and stroking their cocks got behind the ladies, Beast Boy behind Raven and Cyborg behind Starfire.

Raven smiled and looked behind her, giving a nod. Upon hearing this gesture to move on, Beast Boy slowly inserted his erect dick into Raven's waiting ass. Raven moaned a little as the length began to go into her ass.

Raven moved her another hand to stroke her own cock, which she rubbed against Starfire's pussy, before spreading her legs and inserting the dick into it. Starfire screamed as she was for the first time fucked. The pain was humongous, but she withstood it and soon, it began to pass away from the pleasure. Some blood drippled down Starfires inner thighs, coming from her pussy, but the hardest part was now over.

Starfire was still so lost in the pleasure, confusion and experiencing this new feeling, that she didn't even notice Cyborg inserting his erect dick into her butt, before he started entering, thrusting in and out in pumping motion slowly, making her scream with a voice, which mixed both pleasure and pain into an erotic sounding soup.

As the ladies were enjoying themselves, they noted yet another cock in sight. It wasn't as big as many others in the present, but it was hard as a rock and belonged to the 'Boy Wonder'. Raven giggled and moved her hand to stroke Robin's cock. She then began to lick at the Robin's cock's length and the tip, taking it into her mouth. Starfire too leaned towards the dick, but instead began to suck on Robin's balls and massage it's lower half.

So this erotic foursome began moving, each beginning to pump into each other. Each time Beast Boy thrusted himself into the anus of Raven, she moved a little into Starfire's cunt, making her back more into cock of Cyborg, as the girls were sucking and jerking Robin. All this time, the guys were kissing the girls neck, back and licking behind their ears, gently caressing and rubbing them all the time, making them relax as much as possible while the act was taking place. While Cyborg was gently rubbing Starfires butt cheeks, Beast Boy on other hand was spanking the cheeks of Raven making them glow even more in the faimiliar red color. It was an amazing, yet erotic sight.

Suddenly Raven squeezed her eyes as she felt Robins cum shoot into her mouth and hit the back of her throat. She pulled her mouth away and leaned towards Starfire, giving her a passionate kiss and sharing some of the cum with her.

Then something caught Raven's attention. She could feel the cock of Beast Boy escape from her ass and the expression of Starfire spoke that Cyborg had done the same.

But they didn't have to miss the dicks long, as the guys stood up on them, jerking their dicks.

Raven and Starfire leaned their heads backwards and began to lick on the guys balls and massage their big erect cocks. Both guys were grunting as they could feel their orgasmes closing in.

Just then, Raven remembered that she still had her own penis in Starfires cunt. Giving a grin, she began to pump again, except harder this time into the pussy of Starfire, making Starfire moan a little. The very moan was final straw and Cyborg grunted and shot his load of sperm, which flew a little in air, before it landed, with some landing on Ravens face and some on her stomach.

Raven licked her lips and gathered the cum from her face and stomach, then bringing the hand to her mouth, drinking each and every drop of the sperm.

The girls then saw one more dick left up standing. Beast Boy's. The two girls looked at each other, giggling a little.

"Come on, big boy." Raven teasingly said.

Beast Boy climbed in middle of both of the women, getting a good view of Raven pumping into Starfire's cunt. He grinned and began to jerk himself off, watching them do it.

"Why don't you give a try to my pussy too?" Raven suddenly asked.
"What, you've got a pussy too?" Beast Boy asked, suprised.
"Of course. I'm a hermaphrodite, not a she male." Raven stated, spreading her pussy a little with her finger, like as to prove her words.

Beast Boy raised up and jerked his erect cock. Raven followed his walk with her eyes as he went behind Raven and began to insert himself into Raven's wet pussy.

Raven gave a moan of pleasure as she moved her hands along the sides of Starfire, beginning to pump into her slow and hard.

The three were moving in a synchronized movement, each one thrusting at other one, each trying to get maximum ammount of pleasure.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum….It…It's going to be a big one!" Raven moaned as her pussy juices were drenching her feet and Beast Boy's cock.

Finally, the three came at nearly exactly the same time, with an eerie scream of joy, as both of the cocks filled both of the pussies with tons of hot cum.

Beast Boy slipped off from Raven. Some sperm drippled down from Raven's pussy.

Raven leaned towards Starfire and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips.

"Am…Am I going to become pregnant now?" Starfire finally dared to ask.

Raven pondered for one moment.

"If I say yes, does it mean we can do this more often?" she replied with a smile.





Kim & Jon Part 1

Tallmantop on BDSM Stories

Jon (my husband) and I agreed to be each other's slaves for week



This week I'm his slave...



Jon also ordered me to write to my online buddies and tell them what he' s did to me the last week of the year. It also excites me to do it. I'm sure that’s why he told me to do it.

Actually we are each others slaves 1 week out of the month. This week is my turn. I have until Sunday night

Gangbanging friends mom pt2

Decked20Solo on Group Stories

In that afternoon, Flower Andrews a mother of 42years old, got fucked by Eddie, a 17years old black boy, Mike (me) a 17years old boy and her son, Frank also 17.
Nothing much changed since then, besides some afternoons spent fucking Mrs Andrews, but nothing else but that.

One day, I was at home having nothing to do, I logged in the messenger but nobody was on, I turned on teh tv but there was nothing interesting.
"God damn what am I gonna do today?" Then something came to my head....Mrs Andrews! I decided to go to her house to see if she was there and whising Mr Andrews wasnt there. Well not that his presence would make anything impossible since Mrs Andrews had already gave me a blowjob in the kitchen while Mr Andrews was in the living room watching tv.
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>I walked to Mrs Andrews and Franks house, I rang the bell and after some seconds Frank came to the door.
"Hey man whats up?"

Frank came to the door just in his boxers, he was a little overweight,6.16ft tall, his belly was flacid but he had broad shoulders. I looked at him just in his boxers and noticed a huge bulge, Frank was a hung guy, he had a 9inches cock covered in throbing veins.
"Damn you're fucking your mom already?? Looks like im just in time to join in!"
"Hey Mike! No my mom isnt even at home. I'm inside playing some computer games with John. Wanna come in?
"Hmm yeah sure"
Why the fuck was Frank just in his boxers playing computer with John???
Well John is 18years old, he is the intelectual of the group he is kind of a bookworm, and we all suspect he is gay. Because of the way he talk and acts and he never had a girlfriend. Hes not a bad looking guy, hes 6.1ft, dark hair and like Frank, e is a little overweight too. He was a rich boy, his father is retired from air force but he is very ill, hes been at the hospital for the past few months.

"Oh hey Mike!"
"Hey there John!"
"So you're all alone?" I asked
"Yea mom and dad are out. Hey wanna play some fifa?"
"Yea sure"
Frank turned the playstation on and we both sat down on the 2 person sofa, John was standing.
"John get here and continue what you were doing!"
"What?? But...Mike.."
"Mike is our bro man! And if we fucked my mom together he certainly can see this!"
"What the fuck but see what?" I was getting confused.
"Just get here John!"
"Damn..ok.."
John walked around the sofa and got in front of Frank, he looked at me and back at Frank with some doubts.
"Man just do it its ok, Mike is cool."
He got on his knees between Franks legs and pulled his boxers down, his veiny 9incher pointed straight in the air. John looked at me afraid of my reaction.
"Damn! I always suspected you were gay John! I have nothing against it but I never thought you were in that stuff too Frank!"
"Well man I'm not gay! I just get my cock sucked and sometimes I give his ass a fuck, nothing else!"
Meanwhile John lost his fear and put his hands on Franks cock and started hungerly sucking it. Its was a bit weird at the beggining to see my friend JOhn sucking Franks cock, but it was getting me horny too, seeing a man being so humiliated by another.

"How did this start?"
"Well you remember that time that I got really drunk that I had to stay at Johns home for the night? In the morning after I was having a shower, and he just walked in and started sucking my cock in the shower. Lets start playing now!"
We were playing playstation while John was sucking Franks cock the slurping and sucking sounds were making me lose my concentration, and Franks too.
"Damn this fag his a good cock sucker! You should try it Mike! Hey John why dont you suck Mike too? He has a big cock too just like you like them!"
John stopped sucking Frank and moved between my legs now and unzipped my pants pulling ym 8inches fat cock out. He stroked it and after admiring its thickness, he started sucking it.
After some minutes of sucking the game was over, Frank stood up while JOhn was still sucking my fat cock, stripped him down exposing his ass in the doggystyle position.
"This is like a womans ass you see, he even shaves it!"
Frank spit on his cock and on Johns asshole, and sticked his 9inches in Johns ass, strugling his way in he finally made it all in.
"Ooooh fuck! Its so big Frank!"
Frank kept ramming his cock harder and harder for some more minutes untill he invited me to try it too. I got behind John and I tried to put my cock in his ass, but it was very fat, after some more tries I finally made it in.
"So how is it Mike?"
"Well its not as tight as your moms ass, but its still a good fuck."
I kept pumping his ass for some minutes, untill Frank blew his load on JOhns face and I cummed inside his ass.
"Ooh so good! I love your big cocks, thanks guys I was realy needing it, I'm having a bad time at home because of my dad you know! Moms really down too"
"Well maybe some big cocks would do your mom some good too!"
"Hey my mom is not a bitch she wont let you fuck her so dont even try it!"
"Ahaha chill out man" I said.

We played some more playstation while John sucked some more cock and then we decided to go for a walk. We walked around town for some time and we decided to have something to eat at Johns house. John lives with his mom and his 14years old brother since his father is now at the hospital, When we got there only his mother was at home, we found her sitting on the sofa crying.
"Mom whats up??"
"Ooh boys hello! Sorry I wasnt expecting anyone"
"Whats wrong mom?"
"Nothing honey just the usual you see. I'm always alone now, I miss your dad around.."
You miss a cock I thought, I walked next to her.
Mrs Connors, is a 47year old mother of two sons, she is kind of short, 5.3ft tall. She hasnt got big tits, theyre small and perky, shes not too fat or too thin, she has dirty blonde short hair and her ass is fine for her age, quite firm, not too big, just great. they are a rich family so she is a snob woman that think that they are better than the others, little did she know that her loved son has just been drooling on my fat cock a couple of hours before.

"Dont be sad Mrs Connor, everything is gonna get better" I said standing next to her, her head was at the height of my cock, I placed my hand on her head while saiyd her some comforting words.
"Aww thanks Mike, I just miss him.."
"What do you miss most Mrs Connors?"
"Well...you know..I miss him around and stuff..couples do"
"Sex?"
"Yea.."
John looked at me with a fierce look, I just gave him a smirk.
I placed her head on my waist and she kept on crying, her head was right next to my cock still not touching it.
"Mom you better go get some rest to your bedroom!"
John was scared of the way things were going and was trying to stop it.
"John your mother doesnt need to be alone, she needs people around here, so let her stay here" I said.
"Yea honey Mike is right!" She moved her head a little and finally touched my cock. She freezed when she felt the volume of my fat cock. Then she rubbed gently feeling a little more of it, and I was getting hard and bigger.
"You know Mrs Connor, we can make you feel really better. You need people around you, we can stay around, you miss your husband and sex, and you see...(I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard 8incher out) we can give you the best sex you have ever had!"
"Oh God Mike what are you doing???" She jumped away and sat back on the sofa scared with the sight of my fat cock.
"Shit man stop it!" John said.
"You see ma'am, this big cock can give you what you are missing, a big piece of young hard meat up inside you hungry pussy!"
"Watch your tongue boy!"
"Come on I know you want it!" I slowly started to stroke it, her eyes wer wide oppeneed looking and my cock.
"Put it back in Mike, this is disrespectful, I'm a married and serious woman!"
"Come on Mrs Connor you wan it.....you're liking it" I placed my hand on her head, and gently pulled her head next to my cock, with the other hand I guided my cock to the entrance of her mouth. She slightly oppened her mouth, she was afraid, then I rubbed my cock in her mouth, and she started oppening her mouth more and more, licked the tip of the head, the around it, and finally she took the head in her mouth.
"What the fuck mom! Stop this!"
"Shut up faggot!" Frank said, comming next to Mrs Connor and unzipping his pants too. Again, Mrs Connor eyes oppened wide in surprise when she saw Franks 9inches veiny cock.
"Holy shit how can you young guys be so big!"
She kept sucking my cock and stroking Franks, then she switched. I started to undress her, licked her nipples and made them rock hard, then I moved down and undressed her pants and panties revealing her unshaved 47year old pussy.

"Hey look here John, this is where you came out ehehe!"
"Join in man!" Said Frank.
"No! I cant fuck my son!"
"So what? I've fucked my mom too!"
John moved in closer a little afraid. Meanwhile I was eating Mrs Connor pussy with my mouth.
"Come on man! If you dont want her to suck you at least help her suck me!" Frank said.
"What?? Are you gay son? I've always suspected it!"
"Eheh yes he is! He has just sucked me and Mike a while before, and I bet his ass is still sore from our big cocks!"
"Oooh honey come here! Let me suck you then!"
John moved next to her mom, she pulled his pants and boxers down. Johns cock wasnt as big as Franks or mine, he was 5 and a half inches and really hard. Mrs Connor started sucking her sons cock that lasted only 2 minutes untill he came hard on his moms mouth.
"Wow that was fast honey, you'll just get used to it!"
"And now you'll get used to another thing! Spread your legs bitch!" I said.
I guided my fat cock inside Mrs Connor pussy that felt so tight around me.
"OOOOh fuck its so big Mike!"
I started pumping her harder and harder while she sucked Franks cock, John was hard already and her mom sucked him too.
"Let me get some of that pussy too man" I switched places with Frank and now he was stuffin 9inches of hard young meat deep inside her dripping pussy.
"Come fuck me now honey!"
JOhn was inside the hole, from where he came out, Mrs Connor wasnt getting much of pleasure from her sons dick since her pussy was already stretched by the previous big cocks, but the image of her son fucking her made her really horny.
After some minutes of fucking her in missionary style, I sat down next to her with my cock pointing in the air.
" Come sit here Mrs Connor!" She sat on top of me and felt my 8inches filling her inside and stretching her 47years old pussy. She rode my cock while sucking on Franks and JOhn, was licking her pussy and my cock going in and out of it. I pulled her legs up in the air sticking her ass out.
"Lick your mommas ass faggot! Make it wet for me!"
"What?? You're not gonna fuck me in the ass!"
"Oh yes I will! You'll love it just ask your son! He loves it!" JOhn was licking his moms ass. "Now put my cock in her ass fag!"
He grabbed my cock and forced it in her wet asshole, it was really tight and took me a while to get inside her but finally we made it in.
"Arggg its hurts! Take it out Mike please! It burns!"
"It'll get better just relax!"
I pumped her harder and harder and now her ass was already used to my cock.
"Oooh shit its so tight! Isnt it better now bitch?"
"Oh yeah! Fuck it Mike! Fuck my old ass boy!"
"And you suck my dick bitch" Frank said.
I didnt need to pump her ass no more because now, she was jumping on it, furiously riding my cock down to the balls, while sucking Franks along with John.
"Let her ride me now Mike" Frank said. And Mrs Connor moved to Frank and sat her pussy on his cock and I took his place in her and Johns mouth.
She was having the best fuck of her life, she was loving having two young big cocks fucking her, and her gay son helping her with the sucking.
After having my cock sucked for a while, I moved behind Mrs Connor and put my 8incher in her ass.
"Ooh shit!!! Two at the same time! I cant handle those two monsters at the same time! They're filling me so much!"
She started screaming wildly, and me and Frank went harder on her, really furiously fucking her ass and pussy. She was having several orgasms and we were reaching ours. She was going crazy, she was shaking all over and her pussy was running like a fountain.
"Fuck I'm gonna cum!" Frank said.
"So am I" I said.
And we both got out of her, and with her laying on her back, we cummed all over her face and tits, as well as John did. We then realised that Mrs Connor had fainted! The 47years old woman has fainted with the orgasms that two of her sons friends, two hung 17years old boys had just gave her.

"Come suck my cock clean John" Frank said.
"Yeah and clean mine too!"
John sucked the rests of cum out of our cocks and when he was done, we got dressed and prepared to leave.
"Well we're leaving man" I said "I bet we cheered your momma up a bit, actually we'll come cheer her some more times ehehe"
"Ehehe cya John"
And we left the house, with Mrs Connor still fainted on the floor soaked in our cum and with her sore ass and pussy, and John licking our cum out of her.

TO BE CONTINUED



The Wreck

halloween1972 on Incest Stories

The Wreck

Julie didn’t remember much about the actual wreck itself. All that she remembered was coming to the intersection, stopping at the red light and turning right on the red. She didn’t see the other car coming or otherwise she would have never turned. The car slammed into the passenger side of her little car. The side that her son, Sam, was sitting on.

From that point it was pretty much a blur. Her next memory was being in the hospital. The first thing she asked was how her son was doing and the doctors told her that Sam had been pretty lucky. He hadn’t sustained any life threatening injuries, but he did suffer two broken arms and he also broke both of his hands in the crash. Julie was very lucky. She escaped from the crash with only m

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inor injuries.

Julie felt pangs of guilt over the next three weeks as she and her son slowly recovered. If only she hadn’t been in such a hurry to drop Sam off at football practice none of that would have happened. The guilt kept eating away and eating away at her until she was a mess. She kept trying to think of ways to make it up to Sam. Ways to make life easier for him.

It was bad enough that he was going to miss his eighth grade year of football, but he was also going to have to go through several months of painful rehab.

In Sam’s eyes the worst thing about the whole situation was since both of his arms and hands were broken he needed his mother to help him with all kinds of things that were very private that he used to do for himself. The worst of which being having to have her wipe his butt after using the bathroom. He thought that it wasn’t possible to have anything more embarrassing happen to him in his entire life, but he was wrong.

Sam, being an eighth grade boy, had developed a very high sex drive. He was used to pleasuring himself at least three times a day for the past year and a half at least. He could no longer do this. That meant that he was a time bomb of hormones waiting to explode.

He would get hard while watching the television or just sitting on his bed reading and there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it. The problem finally peaked when his mother was helping him slide down his pants so that he could pee. As she reached into his boxers and pulled out his penis it got instantly hard.

That was the worst moment of Sam’s young life. He had gotten a hard on in front of his own mother and there wasn’t even anything he could do to hide it due to his inability to use his arms and hands. There was a dead silence between them. Julie turned her back and looked up at the ceiling while Sam was able to strain piss through his raging hard on. He was so red in the face that he didn’t think that he could ever look his mother in the eye again.

When the erection finally subsided his mother tucked it back into his pants, pulled up his pants and then sent him out of the bathroom. She shut the door behind her, washed her hands and started to sob. Not only had she screwed up his football season by running a red light, but this was something that she hadn’t even thought about. The boy must be going through hell not being able to masturbate she thought to herself. She knew that at his age she masturbated quite often.

She knew that Sam masturbated often. She did his laundry and always found his cum rags. By the amount of them she knew that he did it several times a day. It was just one more thing that the boy couldn’t do now because of her.

After she composed herself she exited the bathroom. She and Sam didn’t speak a word between them for two days, but Sam noticed that his mother’s gaze would drift down to his cock every few minutes. Unfortunately most of the time he had a hard on. After another day passed Sam was sitting on the couch late, late at night and watching a movie on Cinemax that he managed to flip to with his toe. He saw his mother and sat there stunned as she saw that he was watching a movie where two people were having graphic sex.

He got up from the couch as quickly as he could and ran into the bathroom to hide in shame. Seaming that he couldn’t lock the door behind him it soon opened and his mother, Julie, stood there looking at her son who had frustrated tears running down his cheeks. She walked over to him and hugged him to her body. She saw that even through all of his embarrassment and shame that his cock was still standing at full attention, pitching quite a tent through his pajama bottoms.

It was then and there that Julie decided she was going to help. She turned her humiliated son so that he was facing the bathtub. She moved behind him and slid down his pajamas. “Mom, what?” Sam started to sputter but his mother stopped him quickly.

“Shhh,” she said. “Don’t talk. Your is asleep in the bedroom and he can’t know about this.”

Sam started to sputter again, but as before his mother quickly shooshed him. Then she reached around the waistband of his boxer shorts and slipped them down around his ankles. The boy’s erection then was out in the open for all to see. It curved upwards and was harder than any cock that Julie had seen for a long while. She didn’t know if what she was about to do was right. She didn’t know if it would ease her guilt, but she was willing to give it a try.

Still standing behind Sam, Julie reached around to the boy’s stiff member and grabbed it. Sam’s eyes grew wide and he made a stifled sound as her fingers wrapped around his pole. Julie put her other hand over his mouth so that he couldn’t make any more noise. She then started to rhythmatically stroke his cock back and forth.

Sparks of confusion and excitement were shooting through Sam’s young mind. No one had ever touched his cock before. And he liked what she was doing. Every little inch that his mother stroked felt incredibly good. He had never felt like this before.

His breathing grew heavy and his knees grew weak. His mother continued to jiggle and move his cock until it finally happened. Sam closed his eyes and grunted. His mother’s loving hand had coaxed the biggest orgasm of his life.

Her pumping got faster and faster as rope after rope of his hot, gooey, seed shot from his rigid member and into the bathtub which he was facing. She continued to milk his penis after it seemed that every last drop was gone from his body. He slumped back in her arms where she kissed him on top of the head and whispered that she loved him.

She pulled his boxers and pajama bottoms back up and sent him to bed. After she was done cleaning his cum out of the bathtub she snuck into his room where he was on the verge of sleep. Julie bent down, kissed him on the forehead and whispered, “No one can ever know about this. I’ll be back in here every night at eleven o’clock. After your father is asleep.”

She then walked out of Sam's bedroom, closed the door, went in and laid down with her husband. She felt very confused, but somehow less guilty than she had in quite a while.

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Discovering Cousin Ashley Parts 1-2...April 2007 Story of the Month







Breathing
hard, I gulped and grabbed the slick metal bars just before me and
tugged myself upward. Aunt Sylvia was saying something to Uncle Jim
back there as I dragged my wet body out of the water. I reached back
quickly to make sure my trunks didn’t fall backward, exposing my rear
end to everyone still in the pool: Aunt Sylvia, Uncle Jim, my mom and
younger cousin Mike . . .



“Where you going?” came another voice.



I didn’t look back. “Need to go inside.”



“What, you need to pee again?” she shouted back.



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Ashley!” That was Aunt Sylvia, voice laced with disapproval. “Are you going to talk like that during the whole visit?”



“Probably.”



Ashley’s attitude was different, that was sure — way different from what I was used to at my school.



I stepped across the patio, feeling the warm concrete under my bare
feet, warmed by the mid-July sun. Aunt Sylvia wasn’t saying anything
and I turned back to the pool to answer. “I’ll, uh, I’ll be right back.”



“Why don’t you just pee in the water?” Ashley asked me. She was still
there, hanging onto a turquoise-and-blue raft with a giant duck’s head.
“That’s what I
would do.” Her bare arms clung to the inflatable plastic and her long
brown hair, wet and stringy, clung to her shoulders, some of it
dropping in front —



“Ashley!” came her mother’s scold again.



“I didn’t say I did, I was just saying, if I were him . . .”



“That is rude,” my aunt proclaimed.



I looked back in time to see Ashley shrug, then she tilted her head back, not caring at all.



Was my face already as red as it felt, and not just from the sun? I
padded across the pavement, grabbed my towel, and stole inside. The
cold air from the air-conditioned sun room washed across me and I
shivered.







In the bathroom, I stripped off my trunks and stood there on my towel,
dripping wet naked. I really did have to go. My thoughts wandered back
to Ashley, still splashing around in the pool in the back yard. The way
she looked . . . the way she acted . . . oh, god . . .



No. Please! That plead was for my penis, which was ignoring me entirely and inflating along with my thoughts. Damn it, I thought. Now I would never be able to aim right.



Somehow I got finished and headed to my room. The towel went on my bed
and I sat on it, buried my head in my hands, and rubbed my drying face
for all it was worth. I couldn’t concentrate! I couldn’t do anything,
couldn’t have fun in the pool like I used to, not while Ashley was
here, not while her fantastic body was sometimes just inches away from
me . . .







For several years I hadn’t seen her, I hadn’t even thought of her —
didn’t care much for any relatives of the family, actually. She had
shown up with her parents, my aunt and uncle, some time back, for some
summer get-together that I could barely remember now. I didn’t remember
much about her at the time either. To me she was a girl hardly worth
paying attention to, at an age I didn’t know, though I suspected we
weren’t that far apart.



I had homework and softball games and only saw her once or twice during
that weekend. We barely spoke. At that age, I didn’t care for girls.



Then puberty hit and I discovered new things. While my body was
changing, during those days with two hours all to myself I was changing
too. I discovered not only my new abilities, but the fact that my mom’s
catalogs had pictures of nearly naked women in them, modeling bras and
panties. Before, they hadn’t seemed to interest me. Now they did. Oh
god, how they did.



I kept it all to myself, though. I didn’t have any other options. My
school was hardcore Catholic. I never experimented, had never been with
a girl, kissed one or gone any further. I barely even had a girlfriend
— a girl I liked who liked me back but that was the end of it.



I could date at 16, my parents said. That was more than half a year away.



Then came that day, the hot Saturday, when the relatives had arrived
for a visit at just after lunch. At first I didn’t really care for the
whole “family reunion” thing. I was getting into soccer at the time,
and working on the computer; I had one in my room now. I hoped to surf
the ‘net during most of the time the relatives were here — the aunt,
uncle, and their son and daughter, my two cousins.



But first Mom (she was the only one there, my dad was working) made me
meet them in our driveway. And Ashley got out of the car.



My heart leaped into my throat and for a moment I couldn’t help staring. This was Ashley?



She was hot. Blue tank top that crested round . . .
breasts . . . and denim shorts that revealed shapely legs. I could
easily see her navel. Her hair, nondescript from what I remembered
before, was still brown, but now long and silky. And she wore a wide
grin that seemed to tell me she almost didn’t care anything for anybody
. . .



“You’re Brian?” Ashley told me, when my mom introduced me.
“I don’t remember you before. I just remember some little kid. My, my
how you’ve grown.” She clicked her tongue, imitating an adult.



My eyes wandered down to her chest. I stopped myself before she noticed.



“You’re actually kind of cute now, ‘cuz.” Her grin grew wider and she
pulled me into a side hug. “I think we’re going to get along all right.”



My face exploded in heat and I muttered something about hoping they had a good trip . . .



Then I remembered what my mom had planned. We were going swimming, in
the pool in the backyard. That meant everybody would be in swimming
suits, including my mom — I was just okay with seeing her in her
one-piece — and my aunt — and Ashley.



Minutes later . . . time seemed to rocket past . . . I timed it just
right. I felt like a fink, but I had already changed into my swim
trunks and just happened to find myself in the hallway, leaning my bare
shoulders against the wall. I was just waiting on my aunt to finish
lathering my mom with suntan lotion — wasn’t sure whether I wanted to
see that. They were both middle-aged and looking just-fine in their
one-piece suits. My aunt’s showed a bit more of her — well, cleavage —
than my mom’s did.



But when Ashley stepped out of the bathroom after changing, I could barely keep my eyes off her.



Oh my god.



Was this the first time I had ever seen in a girl like this? Up close?
After puberty? Or had such fantastic creatures been walking around like
this all the time, mostly on the beach, and I hadn’t noticed them
because I was too young and stupid?



Ashley was in a bikini. Yes. My cousin had to be in the tightest,
flimsiest garment a girl could wear in public and still be legal. Her
top was lime green, cupped nicely around her beautiful breasts to form
a deep dark V
in the middle and her bottom was green and blue. I took in all of her
stomach and legs, then her back as she turned down the hall . . .



And her butt. Oh my god, I just couldn’t believe this babe was in my
house and my relative. How old was she? Sixteen? I couldn’t even
remember. But there was her ass, behind only a layer of fabric —



Ashley turned and my eyes flew up to her face instead. “Were you waiting on me in there?”



“Wh . . . what?”



“I mean, were you waiting on the bathroom?”



“Yeah.”



“Well.” She shrugged and smiled. “It’s free. Go, or forever hold your pee.”



For a moment I was shocked. No one ever talked that way at school; no
one was ever that direct about . . . bodily functions. I couldn’t say
anything. Ashley didn’t even noticed as she turned away, walked into
the nearby sunroom and picked up a bottle of sunscreen to slather on
herself . . .



Oh god, how I wanted to see that. If only I could be invisible just to
watch her. . . . Maybe she would ask me to help. I couldn’t do that! —
I would get too flustered from just touching her skin!



I headed into the bathroom. I could work up some incentive to stay in there if I had to.



But the problem grew worse in the pool, with only my aunt and uncle and
mom and younger cousin — Mike, who was annoying — and the goddess who
had come into my house. Ashley was there all the time, swimming,
splashing, telling Mike off, and diving underwater and then coming back
up. At first I barely spoke to her.



Then at one point she swam up behind me, grabbed me from behind and
dunked me low. I drifted downward, fully prepared to laugh and sputter
when I came back up, then I opened my eyes and saw through the clear,
warm water . . . Ashley, all of her. Her face was above the water’s
surface. She couldn’t see me from here, but I could see her. Almost all
of her. Her curvy body, wet and hued in rippling blue, breasts . . .
and the place between her legs . . . covered only by what amounted to
pretty much a bra and panties. Just like the models in the catalogs.



I definitely did come up coughing and sputtering. The water helped relieve the heat.



After that I had just tried to avoid her. I didn’t want to admit it,
but my penis was hard almost the whole time, and I didn’t want anyone
to see — it would show like crazy through my thin swim trunks. Had
Ashley noticed my quick glances at her, my discomfort and almost
embarrassment? I hoped not. I had hoped the swim would end soon and we
could have dinner, or whatever was planned, and then they could leave
and drive away home . . . and I could take a very long shower.







My hand had wandered down to my penis now, still hard. “Come on,” I said, forcing my hand away. “Not now. Wait until later.”



Little annoying Mike was still yelling about something outside. I could
hear him and the splashing through the window but not much else. Maybe
I could just stay inside for a while, try to let the heat go away. I
was just getting used to the cold, and my body was drying off, and it
would be a pain to go out there and get used to the water all over
again. . . .



Instantly someone rapped on my door and I tensed. “Yeah?”



A female voice muttered something.



“Who is it?”



“It’s Ashley, now let me in.”



Ashley? HERE?



She would see me . . . I mean, of course she would see me, but . . .
she would see me, down between my legs . . . why was she here?



I grabbed my towel and hung it over my shoulder, positioning it just so
to dangle between my legs. Then I walked to the door, unlocked it, and
stood face-to-face with Ashley in her bikini, though partially obscured
by the pink towel that was hanging over her shoulders.



“Where’d you go?” she asked me pleasantly.



“Um, here, obviously.”



“Obviously. You done in the bathroom yet?” She stepped in.



Why was she stepping in? “Hey, this is my room here . . .”



“Oh I’ll get out if you want me too. But good god, Brian, what is wrong with you?”



“What?”



Ashley rolled her eyes. “You’ve been avoiding me in the pool. You’ve
been avoiding me since I got here, or, so you’d like to think.” She
grinned and cocked her head. “Something bothering you?”



“No.”



“Oh yes there is. Don’t think a girl doesn’t know this sort of thing.” She laughed a little. “You think I’m hot.”



“Ashley!”



“Well of course you do, now you know you do and there’s no use denying it.” Ashley tsked
at me, then shook her head, making some of her stringy-wet brown hairs
bounce on her bare shoulders. “For some reason you’re all embarrassed
about being attracted to your cousin in her hot bikini. You
didn’t even want to go near me in the pool, didn’t want to touch me,
didn’t want to look at me. Or rather, you didn’t want me to see you looking at me.”



“Ashley . . .”



“Oh what the hell, Bryan, what’s wrong with you? Look all you want,
okay? I wear this thing to get looks. That’s the idea.” Ashley yanked
off her towel, threw it aside, then stood there . . . even spread her legs . . . and stretched her arms up in the air. “Get used to it. I’m sexy.”



“O . . . okay.”



“Good. And now it’s your turn.” Ashley stepped forward and before I
could stop her pulled my towel away too. Her gaze wandered down. “Oh,
would you look at that. You still have that raging hard-on. How long
have you kept that up?”



“Ashley!”



“Now shut up, ‘cuz, or else the adults will hear. They’re all still outside, you know.”



I stared at her face now. “Ashley . . .”



She was just staring between my legs. “Would you look at that hard-on.
I’ll bet your dick is nice and big now, isn’t it? It’s been that way
for at least an hour, ever since you spied on me coming out of the
bathroom in my bikini. Do you think I don’t see you, when I’m diving
underwater and you’re just staying up there, afraid to move? Your legs
and everything else are right down there where I can see them. Or see it, I suppose I should say. Why do you think I kept diving down?”



I just stared at Ashley, my skin hotter than a July 4 sparkler.



Ashley sidled closer. She touched my shoulder and I almost winced. Then
slowly, sensuously, she traced her finger down my bare chest . . .
stomach . . . and plucked at the band of my swimming trunks before
sliding her entire hand down my shorts and wrapping her fingers around my penis.



My entire body was about to explode from her touch. Then Ashley squeezed my hard cock.



Somehow I relaxed.



“There,” said Ashley, her voice soothing. “That wasn’t too painful, was it?”



“No.”



“Now be a good boy and take off my bra, will you? I think you’d like to
see my tits and I figure it’s enough reward for letting me — mm—”
Ashley gave another squeeze — “feel your dick.”



My every fantasy was about to come true and I couldn’t believe it. I
was reaching for Ashley’s breasts . . . I was touching her bra cups . .
. and then sliding my hands underneath the still-wet fabric to clasp
around her symmetric mounds of hot, damp flash and squeeze . . .



“Oooh, yes,” Ashley told me, and she stared at my eyes. “Squeeze my boobs. Like ‘em?”



“I . .. I do.”



She imitated me. “I, I do. Mm-hmm, well, I like this penis and I’d like to see it real quick before somebody sees us.
Here, let me get rid of this.” Before I could see anything, Ashley let
go of my cock, flipped her hands and arms upward through the straps and
ripped her green bra up over her head. With a toss of her hair, she let
the bra fall to the floor, then crouched down after it — I saw her
naked breasts from above and stopped breathing — and she immediately
grabbed the sides of my swim shorts and yanked down.



My penis sprung out right in front of her face.



“Oooh, god isn’t this nice?” Ashley groped me, repeatedly, wringing her fingers over my stiff cock. “Like that, cousin?”



“Oh yeah.”



“Like your sexy Ashley feeling your rock-hard cock?”



“Yes. Yes I do.”



“It’s longer than I would have thought. I’d say at least
seven inches.” She just kept stroking it, stroking, stroking, then her
motion ceased and she just squeezed me. “Now what would you like me to
kiss first? You, or the cock?”



She would kiss my cock — unbelievable! But . . . “Kiss me first, Ashley!”



Ashley stood straight, then shoved me down on the bed and then crawled
over me, her face right above mine and she lowered her lips to mine and
we kissed — OH MY GOD! Her lips were so wet, hot, clasping rhythmically at mine, silky smooth — real.
She hummed and giggled as we smooched, repeatedly, and my hands
wandered to her breasts against and squeezed her. I was really doing
this. I was really doing this . . .



“Want to see my pussy?” she suddenly asked.



“I — I can’t believe . . .”



Ashley’s face hovered above mine. “What?”



I swallowed. “I can’t believe my own cousin is such a slut.”



“Well start believing, or else we’ll never get anything done.” Done?
“Yes, I suppose I’ve picked up some nasty habits in school. Don’t think
you’re the first boy I’ve done this to.” Ashley grinned wider and
backed away to a stand before me — I was still lying on the bed. I
scrambled up as she grabbed the sides of her bikini bottom. “Did you
want to see my pussy or not?”



“Y — yes. Your ass, too.”



“They kind of go together. Okay, here you go.” Ashley put on a sensuous glare as she yanked her garment downward. I saw pubic hair. I saw her pussy.
I scrambled to a sitting position on the bed to watch. Then as she
kicked the bikini bottom across the floor she swung her hips from side
to side, traced her hands across her thighs, then turned around and
wiggled her ass just a foot from my face. I saw her butthole. “Like me even better?”



“Oh yeah.”



Ashley turned around, grabbed her own breasts, then leaned to the side
toward my window, suddenly quiet. Everyone was still splashing out
there.



“Need to hurry,” she said. “Here, I’ll suck your dick first.”



“What? Are you serious?”



“Shut up and just try not to cum on me right away.” Ashley fell into a
kneel and grabbed my penis again, giving me long, even strokes. Then
she jerked her face down and gave my tip a long, deep kiss — I moaned,
feeling her hot wet mouth — and then she sucked it in.



I trembled, my body as rigid as my cock. “Oh, Ashley!”



“Mmm.” She pulled it out with a pop. “Like that?”



I couldn’t reply.



“Mmm. Mmm.” Ashley was sucking it back in and I just
couldn’t believe my cock was inside her mouth. She slurped at my trunk,
then palmed my balls, then sucked on the tip while she twisted her grip
across the base of my cock. “Mmm. Mmm.” Slurp. “Mmm. Mmm.” Slurp, slurp. “Mmm . . .”



She varied the rhythm, never the same, sending bolts of thrill through my naked body . . .



“Oh Ashley . . . oh Ashley . . .” I couldn’t say anything else as she
pleasured me. “Oh Ashley . . . oh . . . oh, oh my god . . . !”



Ashley popped the penis free. “What, you gonna cum?”



I nodded violently.



“Can’t you hold it in?”



“Not — not with you!”



“Okay, fine. Now you have to know most girls can’t do this, but . . .”
Ashley slurped at my penis some more, then adjusted her bent knees on
the floor and let go with her lips, then started wringing my trunk with
her tightly closed fingers. “Say when.”



“When!” I gasped.



Ashley leaned forward, released her grip a little, aimed her chin and mouth directly beneath my tip.



Streams of semen burst out of my pulsing cock and slicked across
Ashley’s face. She groaned sensuously as she just let me cum all over
her, eyes wide open and lips parted just enough to allow clumps of cum
to drip inside . . . I could barely keep silent, could barely even
breathe as I finished, watching the milky substance coating her chin,
lips and nose. One burst had even spread across her left cheek.




Finally my breath released in my throat and I gasped, coming down from the orgasm, in total awe of her.



Ashley smacked her lips, wiped the substance from her cheek, then
grabbed her nearby towel and began cleaning herself off. “Now how did
you like that?”



“Ashley — you are incredible.”



“So I’ve heard. Now let’s see how incredible you are,
sexpot. I want you inside me.” Ashley got up and slid beside me on the
bed, grabbed my sticky-wet penis again for a moment, then leaned it to
kiss me. We lay down together, naked bodies side by side on the bed,
and I experienced Ashley’s mouth again, wet lips locking repeatedly
with mine. Kiss. Kiss. Over and over and over . . .



My hand wandered down between our bodies, down her trim stomach, and I felt my cousin’s vagina.



Ashley let go of my mouth for a moment. I felt her hot breath as she
told me, “That’s where you’re going, you nasty boy.” Then she grabbed
my face and forced me toward her face again for another kiss — long,
hard and sexy.



Our lips popped wetly as they released and Ashley got up,
at first kneeling beside me, then climbing on top of me. I just watched
her, spellbound. My cousin grabbed my penis again as she moved her
vagina over my own center, then pointed it up between her legs. She
jiggled her hips a little. Then Ashley stared at me, unblinking, a
sexy, slutty stare, as she lowered herself to my body . . . my cock met
her pussy opening . . . and slipped up inside her crack and into her
body.



Oh my god oh my god oh my god . . .



Ashley twisted her midsection, now attached to mine. “Ooooh, that feels goooooood.”



“Ashley,” I gasped again.



“I’m gonna fuck you,” my cousin told me. Then she jerked her body up, then down — and bolts of pleasure burst through me. “Ungh! ungh!”
Ashley exclaimed, then jerked up and then down and wriggled herself on
me — thrills radiated outward from my cock, embedded in her hot wet
hole. “Oh, god that feels good! Is it good for you, ‘cuz?”



“Y — yes!”



“Mm, need some more of this and I think I’ll be cumming too. Ever seen a girl cum?”



“I’ve never seen a girl — ahh! —” another penetration — “do anything like this!”



“Your lucky day, Brian! Ooh, god you have a nice cock.” Ashley had
settled into a rhythm now, penetrating me into herself over and over,
slowly at first, then more quickly, and I just lay there and let her
use my body . . . “Think you could cum again too, ‘cuz? Like seeing
your hot Ashley completely naked and fucking you totally naked?”



“Ungh!”



“Watch the boobs, Brian, watch my boobs.”



I did. As Ashley started going faster and faster, they were bouncing.



“Oooohh, now I’m about to cum,” she gasped out, riding me even faster.
“Mm! God! Better hurry — I can get noisy sometimes — almost got caught
in the locker room — aghhh! Eeeshh — god — aahhh!” She stopped riding
and ground her pussy around my cock, her body tense, pulsing with what
had to be her orgasm. “Aaahh! aaahh! Oooh, god — good cum — agghh!”



Ashley just kept wriggling herself, pushing my pleasure senses to the limits . . .



“I’m gonna cum too,” I grunted out.



“Hold on,” she managed. Then Ashley suddenly exhaled and got off me,
slipping my penis out of her inside with a slick wet gooshing sound.
Seconds later she had wrapped both hands around my cock and squeezed it
in twisting motions, up and down, turning, turning, then lowered her
face to my penis again and slurped it more than halfway into her mouth
— I actually felt the back of her throat this time as she sucked, and
sucked, and sucked, and sucked . . .



This time I erupted into her mouth and Ashley just kept sucking and
I could hardly believe it as my cum shot up and into her throat — I
think she swallowed it once — then she cracked her lips open and let it
run out, still squeezing my trunk — it dripped on her hand — I kept
going and so did she.








Had seconds passed already? I sighed, still naked and lying on the bed.
I looked over. Ashley was at the window, pulling the blinds aside,
peering out into the backyard. “Safe,” she said, whether to herself or
me, I couldn’t tell. “They’re all still out there. No clue their kids
just got done screwing in the upstairs bedroom . . .”



I had just had sex with my cousin.



Ashley bent over, naked and sweaty, and picked up her bikini bottom.
Quickly she thrust both legs into its holes, pulled up the tiny bit of
fabric and adjusted it to fit between her legs and across her butt.
“Have a good time, ‘cuz?”



“Oh yeah . . .”



“We should get together again sometime.” Ashley retrieved her bra next,
slipped it over her head and fit her breasts inside. Then she gave me a
perplexed look at my facial expression. “I’m serious.”



“You’re serious . . .”



“There’s all kinds of tricks I know that I just haven’t shown you. We
just don’t have time. Next time we get together — and I hope it’ll be
soon if I can help it; parents are so naïve — next time I’ll show you
some other things. You think you’ve done it all now? You haven’t seen anything yet.”



Redressed in her bikini, Ashley gave me a wink, then strutted to the door.



For a moment she turned back to me. “Might want to do something about that cummy towel.”



Then she opened the door, stepped out and disappeared.



I just sat there, still naked and still stunned.



More shouting came from the back yard, and I stood up, stepped over and
pulled aside the blinds. Ashley had gone back outside and was yelling
something to Mike, who had taken all the folded towels on the side of
the pool and splashed all over them . . .



For a moment she sat on the side of the pool and just watched, then
dove in, crossed to one of the floats and climbed upon it, then just
lay there, her lithe, nearly naked form taking in the sun.



I still couldn’t believe it. She could do all that, and then just go back to normal things?



One thing was certain, of course. I would never look the same way at any relative ever again.

It has been so long!

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I had known Jane for over ten years, we had always been friends but just friends. By chance, Jane began working in my office as my secretary. We often chatted about our spouses, their positives as well as their drawbacks, that about all for three years, then she had transfer to another division.



We kept in touch as we always had, by telephone and occasionally in person. One day I was at our

Natasha the Shemale (FIXED)

anonymous on Bisexual Stories

Sorry about the mis-post. here is the fixed version. Hope you enjoy.



Her skin was a smooth caramel color, soft and unbroken except by the occasional brown spot. Her curvy waist blended seamlessly with her crotch, no tan line of any kind was visible except on close inspection. Her erect penis was a meaty seven inches ending in a red-peach color head, pushing through her cute foreskin. It was fa

MATE'S MUM AND ME

itsonlyfun on MILF Stories

Puberty plus mates mum = sex. Pt.1



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Back in my late puberty I suppose I was more innocent than some. Being an only child my puberty was spent wanking myself stupid day on day until the day my precum became real cum spurts. I'd arrived,I was grown up and ready to breed. Well not quite thought of in that way,more a case of,who I could try out my sperm shooting

Rape With Love 2

Blackroses on Forced Stories


Rape With Love 2

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Vanessa Brighton had immediately become a star on the guys website. It picked up 600 hits as soon as it was up, and now, the guys had about 50 subscribers. "This is awesome! I can't believe how many people are actually getting into this." Frank exclaimed.

"Yeah, I guess so." Tony said sullenly. The guys could sense his reaction, he was a little dissappointed about the way it went with Vanessa. She was a great girl, and he seriously hoped that she wasn't terribly infuriated with them.

"So..." Jesse stated after a long moment of silence, "Do you think we can do it again?" the entire room fell silent in a way, but the smirks on the guys faces told it all. Despite how Tony felt ab

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out it, he still couldn't deny that being inside of Vanessa Brighton was the best feeling in his life.

"So, who's it gonna be?" Mitch asked.

"You know who I really wanna get?" Frank stated.

"Who?"

"Marissa George." Frank stated.

"Dude, why?" Tony asked a little taken aback. Marissa George was nowhere near the hottest girl in school, and the guys were a little nervous that she might tell on them since they weren't sure of how she would react at all.

"She's hot, dude" Frank said attempting to convince them.

"No, she's not." Jesse said, matter-of-factly.

"Dude, she's what 5'7, light green eyes, hidden behind glasses. She's Caucasian, with dirty blonde hair, and if you really look close enough she does have a nice rack. She's not terribly ugly, but she's not drop dead cute." Frank explained.

"Ok, so, Marissa George, it is then." Tony finalized. The guys looked back at the computer screen, and watched the violation of Vanessa Brighton one more time. Then, put images in their brain about the next conquest.

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Second Conquest: Marissa George

It was summer, but the difference between Marissa and Vanessa is that Marissa was more anti-social than everybody, and probably wouldn't want to be out hanging with friends or anything like Vanessa was. So finding her would probably be the hard part, but as Tony, Jesse, Frank and Mitch rode around in their spacious SUV, they spotted a bit of good luck as they came across the Public Library, and coming out the door, with books in hand, was Marissa George. On the front steps however was a group of teens, who particularly weren't a fan of education. Needless to say, they were ruffians, looking for a good shrew to pick on, and Marissa happened to be the prey. It was about three of them, and they encircled around her, taunting her, and teasing her about her glasses, her books, and pesturing her to give them some of herself in a not-so nice way. Frank headed out the car in a fury, and ran towards her rescue, "Hey, why don't you jerk-offs back off?" he said forcefully enough to get them to take their eyes off Marissa. They gave him scolding looks, and Marissa ran past. Frank followed behind her, "Hey, you okay?"

Marissa turned to face him, her eyes glistened with light green empathy, "Yes, thank you. That was very brave." she commented.

Frank smirked a little, "No problem." Marissa started to walk away, "Hey, um, it's Marissa right?" he asked even though he knew full well.

"Yes, and you are?" Marissa asked, as her hair flipped over and wafted across her face.

"Frank." They shook hands, "Hey look, um, I'm not doing anything right now, if you're not too busy would you like to join me at a bookstore and a cup of joe?" he asked politely.

Marissa slightly drifted her hair away from her face, and curved it behind her, gave her prettiest smile and said, "Sure". They walked casually towards the SUV. The other three guys had ducked behind in the back seat where Marissa couldn't see them, not as if she was looking, her eyes had been focused on Frank the entire time. They entered into the SUV and pulled off. Frank took a shortcut through a nearby alley and stopped the car. "What's wrong?" Marissa asked nervously, "Is the car alright." Frank paused and in seconds, Tony, Jesse and Mitch reached up, and pulled Marissa into the backseat. She struggled, and screamed, but to no avail. The guys had 6 muscular arms holding her down, and stripping her clothes. Marissa wasn't one to show off her body, so she dressed awkwardly. She wore a black turtle neck sweater even though it was summertime, and a pair of denim jean suspenders. The guys struggled to get her clothes off while she fought and kicked profusely. The rules were that they never hit the girls. No matter how much they fought, they never hit them because that could cause more trouble than they intended, so they let her scream, kick, and punch, but merely only continued to undress her. Frank joined in, and got her shoes, and socks off, then finally, they removed the suspenders, and yanked them off, revealing a pair of all-white cotton panties. Marissa continued to struggle, even though it proved to be senseless at this point. Jesse and Tony removed her sweater, and unhooked her all-white bra, revealing a set of bouncy 34-C tits. As the guys looked over Marissa's body, they understood now why Frank wanted this conquest, she has a marvelous body, but in the clothes she wears its incredibly difficult to tell. Frank removed her panties from her rounded hips, and dove his face into her clit. It was well-shaven, and had full lips around it. He was in heaven as he sniffed her sweaty muff, and didn't waste time lapping up her juices. Tony and Jesse had each taken a tit to their mouth and began to suck while Mitch started the taping. Marissa George was laid out in the back of the van, completely naked while three guys enjoyed her well-kept body. Finally Jesse stood up, and began to remove his shorts, and out came an 8 inch cock, he brought it to the lips of Marissa, she turned her head away from it, but Jesse grabbed her face by the chin, and forced her mouth open onto his hard cock. He stuffed his cock inside, and held her nose, so she'd suck. It was a heavenly blowjob. After a while, he didn't have to force her mouth, she had succumb to violations she was enduring and sucked Jesse's cock to his satisfaction. Meanwhile, Frank was enjoying the taste of Marissa more than anything. Her juices were sweet, and inviting like nectar. As he licked and sucked and bit, Marissa, unbeknowst to herself began to grind her hips to his face as he tasted her, and before she knew it, she was bucking at his tongue, and her body responded in delight as she began to gush her womanly semen into Frank's mouth, and he eagerly enjoyed the taste, swallowing every drop of fine tasting rape cum. He lifted himself up, and undressed. Marissa finally got a glimpse at the boy who had become her rescurer and was now her rapist, undressing and she saw the stiffness of his raging 8 inch cock, as it aimed for her precious center. Frank eased his cock in without any resistance, and the warmth of Marissa's pussy seemingly welcomed him. It was soft, and wet and smooth. Frank began to pant as he released a number of thrusts into her pussy. Jesse had taken all he could and began to explode down Marissa's throat with his cum. His legs began to buckle beneath him as all his semen rushed from his cock and into her throat. He removed his dick from her mouth and sat down, a tad exhausted. Marissa swallowed the cum against her better judgement, and laid there as Frank continued his ravashing. Frank had lifted her legs over his shoulders, and pounded into her wet snatch with his hard dick, and did not let up. Her pussy was so good, it was almost as if he making love instead of raping her. Frank licked her feet and legs as he continued to pound inside of his conquest. Then leaning down, and sucking on her bouncy tits in earnest. Marissa began to moan, probably against her will, but it would be foolish to deny now that her ravisher was indeed giving her pleasure even if she didn't want it. Frank began taunting her, "Aww, yeah bitch. Pussy's good, you shouldn't hide it, everybody should get a piece." he said as he laid down on top her bringing his lips and tongue to her neck and teasing her with it. Marissa cringed at the notion, forced her eyes shut, and just accepted it. The guys were cheering Frank on, as he pounded into Marissa.

"Yeah man, fuck her! Rape that pussy!" Mitch shouted from behind the camera.

"Yeah! Rape her! Rape her! Rape her!" Jesse chanted.

Frank smiled at his friends, as he started going faster and harder into Marissa. Marissa began to let out grunts and moans. "Yeah, she likes it!" Tony jeered.

Marissa cringed again, and forced her eyes open, they began to water inside a little, "You guys are fucking assholes!!!" she screamed. Not realizing that they had let her go, she raised a hand to Frank's face, and slapped him fiercely. The guys went to restrain her, but Frank, never losing his hardon, hurried them off of her. Marissa continued to wail, throwing wild punches that tagged Frank in the face and chest, but not enough to deter him off of her.

"You know you fucking like it." he taunted her as he near her ear.

"Yeah I like it." Marissa started. Her face had turned cold, no longer smiling or crying, or nervous. She was stone-faced, looked Frank dead in the eyes and repeated, "Yeah, I like it. I like it a lot." Her words only excited Frank as he pounded her harder and faster, making her moan and groan slightly with each thrust. "C'mon, fuck me like a man, you bastard." Frank was enjoying this far more than he thought he would, grabbed Marissa by the throat and fucked her harder than he ever had. She began to scream, "Oh yes! yes! You fucking bastard! You fucking rapist! I hate you!" she screamed, and several hard and deeply satisfying thrusts later, Frank exploded his massive organ's load deep inside the vaginal hole of Marissa George bringing down her own orgasm although unwillingly. Frank's body curled and he fell down on top of Marissa as the last few moments of his orgasm spurt out inside her. Frank let up off of Marissa, and pulled his cock out of her pussy as some of his sperm leaked out as well. Frank looked on at the face of Marissa, that same stone glare was plastered in her eyes. She leaned up, found her clothes and immediately got dressed. She grabbed her books and exited the SUV.

Moments later, Frank dressed, and followed after her, "Marissa wait." she turned around but that stone glare on her face, wasn't going anywhere. "I do apologize." Believe it or not, he was sincere, even though it was his intention to rape her, he actually did want her to know that if she were hurt or upset by it, which more than likely, she was, then he was sorry.

Marissa's face contorted angrily, "I hate you." she stated coldly, "It's not the first time I've been raped, Frank." she said, "But it does get a little old." Frank bowed his head, and took her hand, he placed a piece of paper into it, and walked away. Marissa opened her hand and looked at the paper, a check. Written in ink, with her name on it, for $4500. She clenched it, and smiled a little, then walked off with check, and despite it all, some sort of pride left in her.



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stoping smoking with the family part 1

mkmike on Mind Control Stories

All of us smoked me my wife Barb both her sisters mindy and Gina my motherinlaw and fatherinlaw. and Mindy and Gina's husbands too.Newyears eve we all decided to go to a hypnotise to try to quite smoking.Barb's Dad is 50 yrs old  about 240 lbs most of his extra weight is in his belly.her mom mary is 5 feet tall 100 lbs not bad looking for 49 yr old with b cup tits.Barb is 34 years old 5'2" 120 lbs with 36 c cup brown hair like her mom. Gina is the next 29 yr old but only 4' 11" tall and 95 lbs.a cup tits but a nice round butt. Mindy is the youngest built like her mom with short brown hair.

   We all had apoint ments with the hypnotise on the following monday.when my turn came i went into his office .the hypnitise had me la

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y on a couch and went about putting me under.he couldn't get me under so i quickly decided to pretend to be under so he could finish and  and i could get out of there.he went through the ruteen of how i hate cigarettes and not to smoke anymore. before he woke me he said the next visit when he said smoke smoke smoke 3 times i would be back in this state under his control.

   We all left the office everyone seemed to have ben hypnotise but me and i was not going to tell them i wasted my money because it did not work so i played along liked it did.when me and Barb got home we went about the day normaly she cleaned the house and i mowed the yard.I got thinking about the trigger the hypnotise gave me and wondered if it was the same one for all of us.i put the mower away and went into the house.Barb was doing dishes  so i came up behind her and said smoke smoke smoke.she stop what she was doing and just stood there. I could not believe it worked.My mind was spinnning of all the posibilities rushed into my head.

  I start to test my control.Barb when you wake up you will stop what you are doing. you will  go  put on your sexy  red see through night gown then come back and do the dishes. you will think of sex and be real horney.You will continue to clean the house and get so horney you can't control yourself.the thought of a man fucking you hard will drive you mad.and you will be a slut tonight fucking and sucking till you can't take no more. you will wake up and do this when you hear the kitchen door shut.

  i walk out and shut the door. by this time its getting dark so i can watch whats going on through the window.Barb walks out of the kitchen.  a little bit later she walked back into the kitchen in her nighty.she looked sexy. i was being a peeping tom watching her wiggle her butt as she dried the dishes.She looked horney and she would reach down and rub herself every once in awhile to confirm it.Normaly barb was very reserve and would never walk around the house like this.she had a shy kind of personality but with no one in the kitchen she was in her own little world.after she finished the dishes she started sweeeping the floor it was sexy you could see her tiits were hard as a rock jiggling around and her brething was a little heavy i could tell she was playing out some sex fantisy in her mind wile she was sweeping. she finished in the kitchen and whent to living room to sweep. i went around the house and looked in that window.

  She was sweeping around the tv when i noticed my son was sitting on the couch watching tv.I was so excited about my control over Barb that i forgot are 13 yr old son was home.I didn't know what to do it was too late now he already seen his mom so i just stood there and watched  what happened.barb just went on cleaning like she was fully dressed.sweeping and dusting.Andy our son watched tv but he would peek at his mom whenever she had her back turned.i figured at 13  it wouldnt hurt him any so i focused back on barb.she was hot and horney. she had alittle sweat beads on her forhead. she looked like she could come at any minuite i should of been more careful how i  told her to be especialy with andy there. if i walked in now .she looked like she would jump me as soon as i walk in so i had to wait till Andy went to bed .

 Andy was watching his mom with interest i could tell he needed to go to bed so i could come in and take care of his mom.barb took a break and sit on the couch and was talking to Andy.pretty soon she told andy to go to bed and she would be in to tuck him in in a minute. finally when she got him tucked in i would be able to come in  and bang my wife like we were newly weds.

i went around to Andys bedroom window to make sure he was going to bed. he was ontop the covers cause it was warm out in his underwear. he had a tent going on probaly cause of his mother. i'll have to becareful next time not to let her be around andy like that.Barb walked in to tuck him in. and was staring at his tent when she walked up to the bed.She bent over and kissed him on the forehead then stared at him then she did something i never expected.

  She kissed him on the lips just a peck at first then she lost control and kissed him long and hard like she would kiss a long lost lover. i was stuned as andy was she lip locked him and layed ontop of him slowly sliding down kissing his chest and pulling off his underwear started deep throughting his 5" pecker. I was in shock she was out of control.i was froze in me tracks unable to do anything but watch.Andy just lay ther looking down at his mom doing his dick her head bobed up and down like she was starving for cum.after a minuite or two she came up for air and smiled at andy then she pulled off her night gown and layed on the bed beside him.her eyes full of lust she pulled andys head to her nipple and told him to suck it. he did she screamed out and arched her back as soon as he did wiggling and thrusting her crouch against his leg telling him to suck harder.he was latched on like a leach and she held him tight rolling over on her back and pulled him ontop of her.she was so wet and slipery when she wraped her legs around him he slide  in easy into her tight love hole.andy thrust into his mom as she grabed his butt and pulled it too her.she grunted and moaned with each thrust raising her hips to meet his and she had multible orgasiums one after another for about 10 min. then it was over they their in a heap sweaty and smelling of hot sex.

 Barb snaped out of it then and realized what she had done she jumped out of his bed with a deer in the head lights look.telling Andy she sorry and your dads out side we have to be quite and ran out of his room into the bathroom. i walked around the house in shock and go inside.and sit down in front of the tv.a bit  later B arb comes out of the shower with a shamed of herself look on her face. she tried to act normal and asked me what i been doing. I told her i was cleaning the garage. with a relieved look on her face she told me she was going to bad and left the room.Andy got up nd went to the bathroom .on his way back he smiled at me and sayed night dad and ran off to his room like nothing happened.

  I was horney don't know why but  the sex scene i just watched turned me on. i went to bed and cudled up to barb.

She wasn't horney anymore but i asked her for it. i think out of guilt she put on an act but she wasn't wet anymore. the thought of what just happened put me over the edge and i came in about 1 min. she smiled and sayed that was quick . and that was it. we fell off into a deep sleep.

The Sexy Hillary Duff Pt. 3

Aydrian on Celebrity Stories

Chapter Three

Lalaine moved her hands up, her breathing become heavier, and grasped both of Hillary’s well-formed tits, bringing forth a long breathy moan that made Lalaine want to fuck her even more. Their hips rubbed harder and harder against each other, the feeble clothing doing little to hide the moistness that was beginning to seep through their pants. Hillary moved to hands under her shirt and pulled it off, her bra quickly following, showing off her beautiful tits to Lalaine’s eyes.

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The sexual tension and the sudden rush of cold to her torso made her nipples hard as stone. “Holy shit, Hillary, you’ve got some of the greatest tits I’ve ever seen!” Lalaine commented enthusiastically. Hillary couldn’t help but blush at her words and took Lalaine’s hands to her stomach, moving them up slowly so Lalaine could feel every wonderful curve before placing them right on her tits. Lalaine, being a girl and having breasts herself, squeezed gently at first, rolling her nipples between her fingers, causing Hillary to sigh and moan gently.

 

“Mmmm!” Hillary moaned and Lalaine gave her right nipple a tug. “Oh God!” Hillary moaned loudly, hornier now than she’s ever been. Hillary practically lay down on top of Lalaine, who got the picture and suddenly took Hillary’s left breast into her mouth, sucking on it and moving her tongue around the breast in her mouth. Hillary was doing something as well, her hands had moved under Lalaine’s shirt and was surprised to find Lalaine braless, although Lalaine didn’t seem to mind as her small tits were suddenly cupped and squeezed hard by Hillary.

 

Both girls pulled away from each other for a few seconds and took off the rest of their clothing Hillary’s nice tits and white body contrasting a little with Lalaine’s small tits and really tanned body. Hillary slid her body atop Lalaine’s and the two girls shared a passionate kiss, their hands intertwining as Hillary held her to the bed. Their tongues danced in each other’s mouths, their lips and body chased each other with unbridled sexual passion. Lalaine moaned into Hillary’s mouth and pulled her hands away from Hillary’s, wrapping his arms around the beautiful girls back and smashing their tits together.

 

Lalaine rolled over, placing Hillary on the bed and pulled away from the kiss, moving her lips along Hillary’s neck for a few seconds and then wandering down, licking her small and oddly experienced tongue down Hillary’s nice cleavage. “Mmm! Oh Lalaine!” Hillary gasped out and moved a hand threw Lalaine’s hair, pushing her further down. Lalaine didn’t need much help in that matter, she willingly moved further down, her mouth and tongue biting and licking all the way down to her navel. Hillary was shifting her body with each movement of Lalaine’s wonderful mouth, her breath hitching every time she felt Lalaine’s tongue.

 

“Wow, Hillary, your pussy is so wet!” Lalaine gasped out and circled the tip of her tongue slowly around the lips of Hillary’s tight cunt. Hillary moaned her encouragement, loving Lalaine’s wet tongue around her pussy and nearly cried out when Lalaine flicked her tongue across Hillary’s clit. “How did that feel?” Lalaine asked in the most erotic voice she could. Hillary closed her eyes tightly and shoved her hips toward Lalaine’s mouth. “If you don’t fuck me with your tongue right now I’ll die!” Hillary yelled out and Lalaine smiled.

 

Lalaine’s own pussy was literally dripping wet, the juices sliding down her slender legs or dripping off to the bed. She slid a hand down to her tits, playing with the dangling nipples, while her tongue shot across Hillary’s pussy, tasting her lovely juices. Hillary let out a loud moan and looked down to see Lalaine flicking her tongue wildly across Hillary’s pussy. The part that turned her on the most was when Lalaine slid a hand down her own body and moved a finger into her dripping wet cunt. Lalaine felt like cumming right then and there when Hillary moaned in sexual passion, but held it back.

 

That didn’t stop her from moving two fingers inside of her hot teenage fuckhole and masturbating hard, her tight pussy walls squeezing her relentlessly. Hillary fucked her hips up toward Lalaine’s mouth, gasping and moaning louder and louder each and every second, begging Lalaine to eat her cunt. “Lalaine! Eat my fucking cunt!” Hillary yelled out, her little girl innocence gone and replaced by a sexual beast. Lalaine complied and suddenly pushed her tongue into Hillary’s tongue young pussy. Lalaine couldn’t believe how tight Hillary actually is, and wiggled her tongue around inside.

 

“Oh GOD YES! Fuck me!!!” Hillary yelled and Lalaine almost came all over her fingers. Instead she moved her body around, getting into a 69 position, Lalaine’s dripping wet fuckhole above Hillary’s mouth. “Make me cum with you Hillary! I want to fill your mouth with my cum!” Lalaine gasped out and practically devoured Hillary’s pussy. Hillary moaned loudly against just before taking Lalaine’s hips in her hands and pulling her pussy down to her mouth. Lalaine stopped tongue-fucking Hillary for a few moments and let out a lustful moan when she felt Hillary’s tongue slide across her pussy.

“Fuck! Suck my cunt!” Lalaine yelled, making Hillary moan at her words and do just that, enveloping her mouth around Lalaine’s fuckhole and sucked hard. Lalaine slid her tongue back into Hillary’s tight pussy and began tongue fucking her with a fervor, going crazy over how tight Hillary is around her tongue and wondered what it would be like if a cock was in this tight hole. The thought of Adam or Yani Gellman fucking this tight teenage star almost sent Lalaine over the edge, especially when she imagined who the two boys would go for after Hillary.

 

Hillary buried her tongue inside Lalaine’s hot pussy and fucked her wildly while shoving her hips up towards Lalaine’s mouth. Hillary was extremely happy to find that although Lalaine is not nearly as tight as Hillary, this girl is tight enough to hurt any guy who fucked her. “Yes! I’m about to cum!! Fuck me harder!!” Lalaine yelled out, sending vibrations into Hillary’s sexually charged twat. Hillary is nearly over the edge as well, she felt her pussy getting even tighter, threatening to shoot out gallons of her juices.

 

Hillary pulled her mouth away slightly and looked at Lalaine’s very fine ass, and not being able to resist, slid her tongue between Lalaine’s ass cheeks. Lalaine felt Hillary’s tongue slide between her ass cheeks and moaned extremely loud into Hillary’s dripping fuckhole. Hillary found her puckered anus and without a single moment of wait, shoved the tip of her tongue inside. Lalaine screamed loudly in both a little pain and a lot of pleasure. Suddenly her pussy exploded with her juices and Hillary moved her mouth down, enveloping Lalaine’s pussy with her mouth again and drinking down her juices.

 

Lalaine suddenly bit on Hillary’s clit hard and Hillary moaned at the top of her lungs, exploding into a huge orgasm and making the two girls moaned loudly at the same time while licking and sucking each other through the orgasm. They both sucked what seemed to be gallons of each other’s cum in their mouths before they both stopped, their tongues licking and their mouths kissing to make sure every last drop was gone. Lalaine, with barely enough energy, turned around and collapsed next to Hillary, the two girls sharing a huge hug that promised this would not be the last time this would happen.

 

Their legs entangled with each other and they kissed again, their bodies rubbing against each other gently. Nothing could spoil this moment…well…almost nothing. Suddenly the bedroom door burst open and Yani and Adam fell into the room and onto the floor after the loss of support. The two boys looked up at the two naked girls on the bed, and the two girls looked down at them. No one had any idea of what to say next.

Charlottes Diaries (Part 23 of 36)

dragonsclaw on Diary Stories

Charlotte’s Diaries (Part 23 of 36)

Introduction to my sexy world

Hi my name is Charlotte, Charly to my friends. I am 36 years old I am married, I have two daughters and ever since my second daughter was born a couple of years ago I have turned into a bi-sexual nymphomaniac slut. I am always horny. I have over the past couple of years discovered that I’ll do just about anything sexual that a wo

In Search of the Final Freedom: Chapter One

Pat_Tomason on Erotic Novels



Chapter One of a novel about the sexual awakening of a married couple and how their sexual openness affects everyone around them.

This is a real novel, with a serious story line and strong character development that develop continually over its 30+ chapters. It also has plenty of graphic sex of many different varieties – unless you’re into violence, pedophilia, or scat, this novel h

brotherly love

orangeguy on Gay Stories

Tyler and Ethan are at home alone all of the time because their mom has to work all the time to make ends meet. they are both young but their mother still trust them to be left home alone. one weekend their mom decides to go on a vacation with her boyfriend because she works all the time and thought she could us a break. she called the boys downstairs and told them her plan. tyler was ok with the idea but ethan didn't want tyler to be left in charge of things. their mom told tyler to take care of ethan and for ethan to listen to everthing tyler tells him. then she went on her way. this was thursday and she would be gone untill the following sunday.

tyler is just discovering masturbation and finds that he is more interested in other boys than girls. he didn't see and problem with i

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t, it was just the way he was, even though he was scared to tell his mom. tyler went right to work telling ethan to do anything he wanted. he made ethan clean up the house and ethan kept complaining

tyler told ethan the complaining would bring consequences but ethan didn't beleive him because they were normally friends. so, ethan kept complaining and tyler decided that something had to be done. he thought for a moment and decided to make ethan do the chores in the nude. ethan was a little scared but didin't want tyler to tell mom he wasn't listening, so he did as he was told.

tyler found that he was very intereted in watching he younger brother clean in the nude. he dicided it was time for ethan to take a break and told him to come sit down. ethan agreed but asked to go to the bathroom and tyler said ok. to ethan's surprise, when he came back tyler was also nude and told ethan to come watch tv.

ethan came and sat on the other end of the couch from tyler. tyler laid down do his head rested on ethans crotch. ethan was scared to say anything so he let tyler lay there.

tyler could feel ethan's little cock getting hard under his head and was surprised because he had just became capable of gettin a hardon. he leaned up to see that his little brother, only 13 years old, was more developed than him.

ethan had a 4.5 in. cut cock compared to tyler's 3 in. cock. ethan was obviously scared but said nothing. tyler was enbarassed because his cock was so much smaller than his brother's/

unable to controll his emotions, tyler took ethan's cock in his mouth and started to suck him off. ethan was so surprised he started yelling but soon realised that it felt good and let it continue.

tyler finished him off and ethan said now its my turn. ethan leaned over and took tyler's cock in his mouth and sucked him off. then tyler made ethan bend over and fucked him in the ass and ethan followed that by fuckin tyler in the ass.

they went and showered off and slept nude together on their mom's bed with tyler's cock rubbing ethan's ass.

they continued for the next four days straight untill mom came home and then went to be early every night for a little fun.

My Dirty Whore of a Mother

daemonis_noctis on Incest Stories

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My Dirty Whore of a Mother



By: Wolf Man ReX



The author would appreciate any comments - both positive (naturally) And negative - as long as they are logical and constructive. Those who decide to waste their time writing "flames" will find that they have succeeded in doing just that and that alone as they will receive no response. I hope that you find that my work i

Tommy and his sisters pt.I

Thomas Chavez on Incest Stories

Tommy watched his twin sisters through the open door to their room. They we getting naked and ready to take a shower as they were doing this they were fondling and groping each others tits and rubbing each others pussies. Tommy was glad his parents weren't home maybe he could fulfill his fantasy of screwing his sixteen year old redheaded sisters, with their 36c breast and their perfect round asses that looked great in their matching green g-strings. As his sisters began making out on their bed Tommy pulled out his erect 9 inch cock he was going to screw his sisters weather it was rape or within their will. It would have been funny to seen that fourteen year old try to rape his two big sisters. His sisters were so zoned out that they didn't notice him walk in and get behind them. Molly was
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the oldest by three minutes she had long hair that went half way down her back and beautiful jade green eyes. The other sister was Maxine she only had shoulder length hair and she had blue eyes.
 The girls had always did this before they took a shower is started after they hit puberty they started playing with each others breasts and  it eventually turned into having sex with each other. Molly was the dominant one she was always on top, she would kiss Maxine on the lips then go down and gently bite her neck then kiss down to her breasts, then she would lick and suck on Maxine nipples until Maxine was wet and ready, that's when Molly move farther south to Maxine's pussy she would slowly lick her clit then dart her tongue in and out of her pussy. Molly also had a kinky side sometimes when she was doing thing she would even farther south to Maxine's asshole. Maxine always loved it when Molly rimmed her she could cum on just that alone. Molly licked the soft rim of Maxine's asshole then shoved her tongue in fast then back out. The real reason Molly did this was to get Maxine lubed up and ready for the double dildo she had got from their older sisters room. When Molly thought Maxine was ready she put the dildo in her in pussy slowly, she used it like she saw the women on Cinnemax use it, she rubbed the head on Maxine s rim then slid it in slowly inch by inch until all 7inches were in Maxine s virgin ass.
 The whole time Molly was screwing Maxine in the ass Maxine screamed and moaned as Molly pumped into her ass to Maxine this was the best feeling ever. Molly felt close to orgasm so she grabbed Maxine's hair and rode Maxine twice as hard as she exploded and her pussy juice ran down the dildo into Maxine's ass with a few more thrusts Maxine came and collapsed on the bed.

*To Be Continued*

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Month six

 

One night, during family night, we all had dinner and watched a movie in the family room. I was able to really enjoy it now that my first semester was finally over. We decided I would not go back to school until after the baby was born and I was settled. Mom and dad were on the big couch while I was on the loveseat. We

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were actually watching a slightly old comedy called Joe Dirt. It was one of those movies that was funny because it was so stupid!

 

They were over on their couch teasing each other, making fun, laughing, joking, and tickling each other. It was actually kinda sickening to watch. They were like teenagers. They were like that a lot. It sometimes made me wonder about him and me. He was clearly very happy with his marriage to mom. I don’t always understand where I fit in regarding our ‘sexual’ relationship.

 

When the movie ended mom got up. “Okay. I need to straighten up this mess before we go to bed. I made some pudding. It’s in the fridge. Why don’t you get some and go away so I can clean.”

 

“Are you saying we get in your way?”

 

“Yep. Bye.”

 

Daddy faked a look of heartbreak and slowly walked into the kitchen with his head down. Mom just rolled her eyes and began picking up the loose popcorn on the floor. I followed daddy as he was filling up a cup with chocolate pudding.

 

“What’s your poison?”

 

“I’ll take the vanilla.” I grabbed the cup he had waiting for me and began filling it up. The bowl was cold.

 

“Want to eat it out on the back pouch? It’s nice out.”

 

“Sure honey. I’ll put this back in the refrigerator and meet you out there.”

 

I headed back through the family room. Mom was turning off the DVD player and I opened the door leading outside. I leaned against the rail, stirring the creamy goop and looked out across the long back yard. Dad came out a few minutes later, laughing at some insult mom had given him and settled beside me against the rail, chuckling quietly. Must have been funny as hell.   

 

“You love mom, don’t you?”

 

“Undeniably. She’s my life. I don’t think I could exist without your mother.”

 

I simply stared at him. He had such a content look on his face. A happiness, a radiance that was so pure and so strong. I found myself whispering, softly, ever so softly. I was almost afraid that my words could freeze the very air around us, turning it to hard glass that would shatter, causing our world to fall apart, cutting us to pieces in the process. I have a flair for drama sometimes, but I had to know.

 

“Then, why me?” I asked, ever so softly.

 

He froze and I flinched slightly, expecting, waiting…

 

Then as if someone flipped a switch he resumed swirling his pudding, looking into it deeply as if the answer was somehow hidden inside of it. He didn’t say anything for a long while, but I knew he would answer. I knew he was thinking. He probably never bothered to ask himself why, preferring not to dwell on it, to bring forth guilt.

 

After several minutes and several spoonfuls of pudding he spoke. “I don’t know. It certainly wasn’t planned, at least not at first. It was completely unexpected. It was…the wonder…the magic of you…” He looked at me then and I saw in his eyes the awe, the love, the joy, the…pain.

 

“I never had seen a little girl. I never knew the wonder, the beauty of seeing a little girl slowly blossom and become the exquisiteness of a woman. I watched you grow and develop into what you were meant to be — a woman, a beautiful, desirable woman made for one primary purpose.”

 

I slowly began to understand. Kind of. As he has told it, my father didn’t have a typical childhood. He was raised primarily by men. His mother died giving birth to his sister. Jessie was going to be his first female sibling, but she died too. Grandma and grandpa had seven boys in all, including my father. My father was the youngest of the children. They all lived in the same house, on a farm, believe it or not. All he knew was men. His brothers and father shaped his world. Eventually some of his brothers married and moved away and started their own families, but once they moved he rarely saw them or his cousins, female and male alike. He did see girls, and interacted with them, but not very much.

 

He saw them at school, but at school you studied. The only time you socialized was at recess. He didn’t really understand girls. They were strange to him and being raised by men, my father was actually a very rough type of individual. You know the type — the jock and the sexist. One thing about my father though, he was very smart. Very smart. He liked to learn and any and every bit of knowledge he gained he kept. As a result he received a full academic scholarship to NYU in New York, far away from his little hometown in Kansas. He went there and studied medicine.

 

It was that move that changed daddy. Up until college, and really most of it, women had no place in his world, other than for one purpose—sex. And when it came to sex he’ll be the first to admit he loved women then. Sexually wise, a woman was and is flawless. But, during that time that was the only value he credited them for. That is until he continued his medical education. There were women beside him — few, but there — who were also pursuing careers in medicine, all at various levels and all that required a fair amount of intelligence.

He began to see women in a whole new light, particularly after meeting one in particular whom he considered to be the most brilliant neurologist in existence — Mrs. Pamela Goldstein. Being the smart man that he was, he began to realize he was a sexist and his viewpoints of women were wrong, so he changed. Well, somewhat. There still are some things that come out of his mouth that makes even my mother want to smack him, but for the most part he’s a decent guy.

 

So I guess what my father was saying was: having a little girl, seeing one ‘develop’ for the first time intrigued him?

 

He laughed. “Yes. Intrigue is one word for it and surprisingly I found myself,” he sighed, “aroused by it. I never saw or experienced anything like it. Oh, I know how it happens. I’ve treated women of all ages at hospitals but I never saw it up close and personal on a day to day basis with a girl — woman — that I already loved. So I found myself sexually excited.”

 

I put my empty cup on a table and turned to look back into the house. I could see my mother in the living room, cleaning up the mess daddy and I always seem to leave behind despite our best efforts.

 

“You knew it was wrong.”

 

Even though I wasn’t looking directly at him I saw him move. He leaned lower on the rail, resting his weight on his elbows.

 

“Yes.” He said it as if it were a matter of fact. No denial. Simply fact. I wonder if he even felt guilty, if he ever did or had he simply learned to accept his actions.

 

“And that didn’t bother you?”

 

“Of course it did! You are my baby girl, the idea of hurting you… ”

 

“Then what? What was it that made you continue? God, Dad, have there been others? Are you a pedophile?”  I turned to him, shocked for a moment, that idea never having occurred to me before.

 

“Oh god. I…shit.” He turned away from the yard and like me faced the house window and then he saw mom. “Oh, god!” He turned back toward the yard. “There’s only you. Only you. I never felt that way toward anyone else. It was only you.”

 

I relaxed. I felt a little better.

 

“Because we have love.”

 

“Yes. And…”

 

“And…?”

 

“And I knew you…wanted…it.”

 

He turned to me then, looking me full in the eyes, almost asking me to deny it, but I couldn’t. I knew I couldn’t. He was right. I did want it. From the moment I was old enough to understand the looks, I wanted it. I may not have been considered old enough to know what I wanted or completely understand the urges that were coursing through my body but I did want it and I did tease him with the new power I quickly learned to master—my femininity. I liked his touches and his attentions. I craved it. I encouraged it.

 

“Yes. I did.” There was a flash of something there — relief. Perhaps some part of him had doubts.

 

“So now that I’m older — now that I’m no longer innocent and ‘developing into what I was made for’ — is it over?”

 

He looked away again, off into the night. The night always seems to offer false hope that the answers we seek are hidden just beyond it. Another thought occurred. “Daddy? Is my baby safe with you?”

 

He laughed, a short, quick bitter laugh. “Yes, baby girl, your daughter will be safe with me, that I promise. The idea of reliving those experiences I had with you doesn’t even appeal to me. To be honest, I don’t think anyone could take your place, like no one could take your mother’s. The feelings I feel for you…”

 

“Damn it, stop being so damn dramatic and complete your sentences! What? What? What feelings, they what?”

 

He laughed and turned to me. “Sorry. Didn’t realize. My feelings for you, my attraction for you, is purely for you, only you. I do know that, even if the rest of it is crazy.”

 

I smiled. I liked that. “Then why? Why haven’t you touched me in so long? You stopped right after I told you I was pregnant. You just — changed.”

 

He sighed again. He looked down at the slight swell in my tummy and reached out his hands. “You are so beautiful like this. Your mother was beautiful too when she was like this, but with you for some reason it’s different. It’s always been different with you. Again, you are changing, growing, become more of what you were made for — a mother. And the idea is driving me crazy, Brie. You have no fucking idea.”

 

His hands pushed harder against my skin and moved, circling my hips, feeling their curves, down, around my ass, squeezing, molding, and pulling my body closer to his. I quickly looked back into the house. Mother was gone, probably in the kitchen. He saw my look and paused, following my lead, but seeing it all clear, he continued, he moved me to him. Our bodies touched, his hardness, and mine — my tummy, but despite that I was still soft, a soft curvy woman.

 

“Daddy? I’ve missed you.”

 

He growled, that deep, sexy growl at the back of his throat and I felt his hardness rise up as he buried his face in my neck. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. Pain. My pussy went straight to pain. That only happens when arousal hit me hard and fast, when my pussy becomes ready for fucking faster than the rest of my body, but it was quickly catching up. My heart began to pound, my nipples harden, my skin began to tingle and waves of desire began coursing through my body uncontrollably.

 

“I want you so bad. More than I ever thought possible. There are times when I look at you now, seeing you like this, watching the curves grow — it’s all I could do from raping you. You are so fucking sexy. My cock is constantly hard. I’m afraid sometimes it’s going to fall off cause he never rests. I need you so much. I need you so much.”

 

He was moving against me, hard, sure, grinding, biting my neck, sucking on my skin, finding my mouth and we kissed. He kept pulling me closer, lifting me so our bodies would fit better, despite the baby. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around his hip, opening myself to him. His dick found my panty-covered puss and he began rubbing, up and down, grinding against her, my pussy, making the moisture flood the fabric. Grinding, grinding, up against my clit. Oh, god, I was so horny. I was losing my damn mind. Our tongues clashed. Devouring, sucking, mating. His whole mouth surrounded mine. He invaded my moist cave with such force and desire I thought I would faint. He grabbed the hair on my head and slowly began to pull.

 

“Ah.”

 

I reached one hand back, wrapping around his as he bent me backwards against the rail and forcibly pushed against my clit. Waves of pleasure surrounded me so intensely I was crying. He reached up and carefully unbuttoned my top, revealing my body to him.

 

“They are growing again. You know that, don’t you? I’ve seen them. They are becoming fuller and they will continue to do so and they’ll become harder, and juicier, and filled with milk and when they do. I’ll be ready. I’ll be there.”

 

“Oh Daddy, you can’t. The baby. I have to feed the baby.”

 

“And you will. She’ll get some, but I’ll have the rest. She’ll have formula too; I’ll buy the best. Don’t worry. Your baby will be taken care of, but this…”

 

He pushed my bra aside. My nipples tightened in the cool air. He growled some more. He grabbed on, hard. I whimpered. It hurt. It hurt but…

 

“Good. Yes. The nipple, the nipple.”

 

He cupped my breast in his hand, giving it a cone shape as he twisted my nipple. Playing it like a violin, making me produce pussy cream on demand, like a cow producing milk.

 

“Daddyyyyyyyyyyy.” I wanted to scream, but mom — I couldn’t because of mom. I couldn’t see anything; he kept me bent back, away. I looked up at the stars in the sky and felt so small in comparison to their vastness. I felt tied into existence and the natural order of things. He was right; this was what I was made for. I felt him slowly apply his thumbnail to the tip of my nipple. Sweet agony. An annoying itch I didn’t know how to scratch. God, my pussy. I was so wet, so wet my panties were a mess. I tried humping up against him, but it was no use. There was so much moisture that there was no friction, not the kind I needed and my panties just slid and he just slid, completely unstable. I needed it there at my clit.  And then the nail was gone and my nipple was pounding. It was on fire, that one nipple. My back was beginning to ache. My head hurt from the pressure of his hand. He wouldn’t let up. I gave up trying to do whatever it was I was trying to do and slid my hand down to rest on the arms holding me close. His scent surrounded me as he leaned closer. Hmmmmm. I loved his cologne.

 

I jumped. Moisture. Warm, soft, slimy heat swirled around my nipple. Covering it, sucking it. Daddy. ‘Suck me, Daddy. Suck me. Suck me, Daddy…suck, suck, suck.’ He released my hair and his right hand found my left breast, circling, engulfing it. It felt so good, that warmth. He squeezed slowly, sensually, loving my mounds with smooth solid pressure. I loved the soft sucking sounds. It drove me crazy. Reaching down, I fought against the pressure of our bodies and found my panties. I pulled them down, despite the pressure of his weight against mine. I lowered my leg and let the panties fall naturally to the ground. 

 

He gripped my hips and lifted me up onto the rail, never releasing my nipple as he lashed it with his moist tongue, licking my skin, my curves, squeezing it periodically, licking against the bulges he created.

 

“Hmmmmmmmm,” he moaned. His hot breath bathed my skin.

 

“Daddy. Please.” I was out of my ever-loving, cotton-picking mind. He released my nipple with a pop. I shuddered. It was cold — cold without his heat. I couldn’t take it. I was so close.

 

“Daddy, please,” I begged, but he just stood there, inhaling deeply, trying to breathe, squeezing my breasts over and over, like they were dough. He just loved the feel of their fullness in his hand.

 

“Daddddddddddyyyy,” I said in a gutteral plea. I even scared myself. I began to rock, nearly falling back until he caught me. I wrapped my arms around his neck again for support. He leaned down and took my right breast in his mouth and reclaimed the wet one for his palm. His free hand lowered itself to the heat between my legs.

 

“Yesssssssssss,” I hissed.

 

He found my button, covered it with his fingers and squeezed.

 

“Uhhhhhh,” I grunted, that deep-gutted grunt that made me sound like some huge animal. My world exploded and I was left jerking uncontrollably in his arms.

 

“Uh uh uh uh uh.”

 

My body was no longer mine. I cried. Tears flowed down my cheeks, but I was barely aware of them. I fell against his hard frame, trying to breathe, still making those strange sounds.

 

I felt him move against me. Somewhere along the line he stop sucking on my tit, perhaps when I fell. He was slightly jerking himself, toward me, I felt myself slightly bouncing to his rhythm. Something was hitting me in my stomach repetitively, against the baby. Not hard, but it did make me look down. I rested my forehead on his shoulder and looked between us, still breathing kinda hard.

 

His dick. He had his dick in his hand and he was jerking off between us. His hands were stroking his cock much like in the bedroom and then I heard him bellow a hard breath, like all the air exploded from his lungs and he growled again and then...

 

Splat!

 

I was hit with a wave of cum shooting out of his dick in high spurts, some landing on my tits, most finding my stomach and still he stroked, less intense, but still strong. I heard him groan as if he was in slight pain. Now he was leaning on me just as much as I was leaning on him and still he pumped, even though there were only a few drops finding their way to my thigh. Then he released his cock and his dick fell on my leg, hot, moist and red.

 

He reached behind me and gripped the rail to support himself. If he leaned on me anymore we both would fall over. I looked back up over his shoulder and into the house. I moved closer to him, pressing more of my body against his, forming a sort of loose hug. It was quiet now. I could hear his heartbeat. I turned my head and rested it against his shoulder, staring at nothing in particular. I was at total peace. Not a single thought had entered my head. I just absorbed his warmth.

 

After a few more minutes in each other’s arms he began to pull away. I let him. I sat up on my own and looked at him. He smiled and kissed me on the nose. I watched him readjust and tuck himself away. I sighed and began following his lead, pushing my sore breasts back into their home and buttoning my shirt.

 

“Daddy?”

 

“Yes, baby?”

 

“Will you be my Lamaze coach?”

 

He smiled. He reached for my face and slowly kissed my lips. “I’d be honored.” He helped me off the rail and picked up my panty. I tucked half of it in the waist of my skirt, under my shirt. I didn’t feel like putting it back on.

 

“You’re wet.” I looked up and saw him staring at me. My blouse was sticking to me because of the cum and there was a small amount of cum trailing down my thigh that hadn’t dried. I reached for my thigh and began rubbing the white stuff into my skin like lotion (fastest way to get rid of it).  Then catching a particularly thick glob I paused and looked up at him. Our eyes met.

 

I looked back down and lifted my skirt. We watched as I leaned back on the rail and lifted my leg again for a better view. For the first time ever I rubbed his cum into my pussy. We watched as my pussy sucked it up, swallowing it deep. I didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant.

 

I looked back up and daddy was staring at me. He looked like he wanted to attack. Lust so intense gripped me hard and I felt the tears start again. But he didn’t touch me; instead, he moved further back. I put my leg down and we continued to stare, fighting for control. We both wanted more but knew it wouldn’t be smart. Not now. Not again.

 

“I don’t think I can anyway.”

 

He slowly began to relax. My words gave him the strength to regain composure.

 

“I’m tired. I think I’ll go to bed. If I pass her and she asks, I’ll say you made me laugh and I spilled my pudding. Good thing I chose vanilla.”

 

“Good thing.”

 

And just like all the nights that have come before…

 

“Night, Daddy.”

 

“Night, baby girl.”

 

I went into the house and up to my room. Mom was nowhere in sight.

 

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Months seven through eleven

 

The next few months went by extremely fast. We decided to make the guestroom the baby room. Daddy bought these really expensive baby monitors so we could have a receiver in every room of the house if we needed. They were like walkie talkies. The base, or sender would always be with the baby and turns on automatically with any noise, sending the noise to all the receivers throughout the house so we could hear if she starts crying. So, if the baby cried in her room, and mom was in the kitchen and heard her, mom could pick up a receiver, press a button and we would all hear her confirm that she’d look in on Jessica.  Jessica is the name I had chosen, after daddy’s little sister.

 

I also started Lamaze classes.  Daddy was there with me every step of the way. He was also going to be there when I gave birth. He was going to help me raise this child and he’ll probably be the only true father little Jessie will ever know. Not necessarily a bad thing. The holidays came and went. I got a lot of mother-to-be stuff, but some cool stuff, too, for when I started college again, like a new computer and palm pilot. I was happy.

 

I never did run across that cute guy who knocked me up. I guessed that he may have been a mechanic and for a while I did drive around to shops surrounding the area where we met. I even went to the little park were Jessie was conceived. Not a thing. Oh well, I doubt he would have been much help anyway.

 

When the day arrived it was actually a week earlier than predicted by Dr. Pearlmen. At the time, I was eating a tub of ice cream, which rested on the baby, when I first felt a contraction. At first I didn’t know what the hell it was. I figured it was a muscle cramp from sitting in the same position for so long and it took a while before another occurred. But another did occur, as did another, and about two hours after the first contraction my water broke. Both my parents were actually at work. I paged my dad and my mom and my dad got back to me first. I told him my water broke and we started to time the contractions. Soon after mom called and it was decided that mom would come pick me up to take me to the hospital. I had time, the contractions were about 40 minutes or so apart and the hospital where they worked at and I was going to use to deliver wasn’t that far.

 

Fifteen minutes later mom was at the front door and I had my pre-packed delivery bag with me. Dad got hold of Dr. Pearlmen and she said she would meet us at the hospital. When the time came for actual delivery I was scared as hell and in so much pain. I never want to go through anything like that again. I agreed to have a natural birth, but about two hours into labor I was screaming, practically begging, for them to knock me out and cut Jessie out of me, but they didn’t and forty-five minutes later I delivered a healthy beautiful baby girl, seven-and-a-half-pounds.

 

They kept me for about a week. I would have been out sooner, but daddy wanted to make sure I was okay. The most interesting thing I had to get used to with the new baby was the breast-feeding. I expected relief, because having my breasts fill up with milk three or four times a day was actually very painful, and having it taken out was longed for. What I didn’t expect was the desire I felt when that little girl latched on with strength I would have never have expected from one so tiny. By the time I was through with each session I was screaming for the chance to cum. My body was a four-alarm fire, but there was nothing I could do. I had to wait six whole weeks.

 

When I came home my family was wonderful. Daddy and mom each took a week off, first mom and then dad. It was dad who was the most interesting to have with me. Mom had all the little knowledge on baby care that they don’t tell you about in books — the stuff you just learn through trial and error — and she was very helpful and cool in that aspect, but dad… it was almost like when I was younger and he would come in my room to watch me move. He did it again. He loved watching my body. I was nearly the same size I was before I had her, except my hips were a little fuller and my breasts were a lot bigger. I went from a 36D to a 36E-F. I was big before, well not really that big, more like, right for my frame, but now…I was huge. I could tell he liked it.

 

When his week came, he would make me walk around naked in the house. The most I would be allowed to wear was my panties. He would watch me move and watch my breasts move with me. Sometimes he would let me wear my nursing bra, the one where the flaps came down so you can breastfeed the baby, but he wanted the flaps down all the time, which provided me with next to no support, but I didn’t mind too much. I missed his eyes on me. At first he would just watch me feed the baby, his eyes never missing a beat. Sometimes he would ask me to sit in his lap and he would cup my breasts up at just the right angle so the baby would be comfortable as she nursed.

 

What I liked the most was the time when he held me because he would often be naked too, and I would sit on his thighs, with his cock cradled in my ass cheeks and he would rock himself back and forth in my crevice while the baby sucked on my nipples and he sucked on my neck. I was in a constant state of arousal during his week off.

 

It wasn’t until the fourth week that he started filling his promise. I would usually keep the baby with me, right up until I would go to bed. Daddy would start coming in my room after work to visit me and Jessica and watch her feed and when she was finished, we would put her in crib for her nap and daddy would take her place in my arms, sucking on my hard dark tips.

 

There wasn’t much but when he took me in his hands he stimulated me, squeezed me, played with my nipples and the sweet liquid would flow from barely noticeable little holes. He would attach himself on my breasts, moaning and rocking up against my body, heaving over me with his big strong body, licking and biting my nipples, stroking and squeezing my ass, as I would wrap my arms and legs around him and enjoy the pleasure coursing through my body. Sometimes as he fed from me and rocked against me I would slide my fingers down the crack of his ass and find that puckered hole and slip my finger in deep and massage that magic spot I knew he loved so much, me and daddy, sucking and ass fucking. It was almost perfect…almost.

 

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Month twelve

 

It was actually on the same day (a year later) that I had met Jessie’s father and conceived her that I decided to make my move. I was in much the same state that I was back then: happy, free, about to start school again in a week. Life was good. We found a nanny to help me out with the baby, mostly when I had to go to school and such. Mom and dad helped out a lot. Dad actually cut back on his hours and things were going well. I met with Dr. Pearlmen and she declared me healthy. Not needing her services anymore, I went back to my regular family doctor and we finally got me on birth control. Well, actually it has been a year and one day to the day I conceived that I made the move on daddy. He was very busy with his staff evaluations and was up a lot lately writing boring behavioral reports.

 

He was in the dining area and it was late, around one or two in the morning. Mom had long ago gone to bed and I had taken a nap earlier in the day with the baby so I was up and Jessie was out like a light, thank god. He had papers everywhere covering almost every inch of the table. He was hunched over some forms, wearing his reading glasses, which somehow made him look like the grandpa he is. There was a laptop beside him, glowing an eerie bright blue.

 

I decided to go simple and wore a wife beater shirt, a.k.a, a Fruit of the Loom’s men’s white undershirt. On a woman that type of shirt was pretty sexy. It clung to curves and the thin material made it damn near transparent. It was long enough to wrap around the curve of my hips and stop right above my thighs. The house was a nice toasty temperature so I didn’t mind walking around in next-to-nothing. My red painted toes dug into the carpet as I made my way to his side. I leaned against the edge of the dark hard wood and slid onto the top, pushing papers out the way with my behind. Daddy turned toward me and took in my shirt; pausing and peering over his Ben Franklin like glasses.

 

“Hi, Daddy.”

 

His eyes of course were at my breasts. They began to harden beneath the cloth and I felt a bit of moisture leak from the tip as if the contraction pushed it out and it blended with the white fibers, making a small wet spot over the hard bump, which became more defined.

 

“Hey, baby girl. You’re up late.”

 

“I couldn’t sleep.”

 

He looked up from my milk sacks for a moment and looked into my eyes. I smiled. He continued to stare at me as he moved away from the table and leaned back in his chair. Leaning to his right, away from me, he rested his face on his fingers, watching me with a look of speculation. My smile got wider and I slid from the table.  My shirt rose with my movement, gliding further up my thighs reveling my fluffy little bush. His eyes darted down, never missing a beat.  I stepped closer to him and lifted a leg. I straddled his lap, trapping him between my thighs and sank down on his legs, using the table as a backrest. I was already wet. Just before I came down here I had lain on my bed with my hands between my legs, fantasizing, well, more like reminiscing back to the days he would come into my room for our little ‘talks.’

 

He didn’t say anything, just looked at me, with his head resting on his fingers, waiting for what I was going to do next. I lifted my arms and rested my hands directly onto his shoulders. His eyes were so watchful, taking me completely in. I reached up and took off his glasses putting them behind me.

 

“Daddy? It has been over two months.”

 

“I know.”

 

I begin to move. My hips slid back and forth on his pants; over the bulge that developed the moment I entered the room. I rocked against him slowly, seductively, teasingly.

 

“The doctor said I’m okay.”

 

“I know that, too.”

 

He was looking down now. The moisture of my pussy began seeping through his kaki pants. He watched the medium tan color darken dramatically as I rubbed and humped my pussy against him, loving the roughness against my sensitive clit.

 

“Good.” I rose higher, closer. My breasts began to tingle. Wetness was everywhere. My shirt, soaked in milk, clung to my breasts as the tension began to build in my body.

 

“Now lets stop fucking around…”

 

His hands moved and wrapped around my rising ass as I moved over him. I dipped my head, stopping centimeters from his lips.

 

“…and finally start fucking around.”

 

My mouth dove for his. We met and we embraced, kissing, biting, sucking, bonding as my tongue invaded his mouth, taking control, demanding that he meet me and he did. He pulled me closer, hugging me so tight I nearly lost my breath. The shirts between us were becoming wetter from my leaking breasts. He moaned and pushed me back. I watched as he lifted the shirt off my body, sticky wetness everywhere: juice from my pussy, milk from my breasts, and drool from my lips. And still I continued to rock, that slow, intoxicating rock, moving my body against his. He watched me move, mesmerized. His hands reached up and circled my breasts. My nipples pressed up against his palms, seeping slowly. He lightly stroked my skin, sliding with ease as the light reflected off me. I had to concentrate on breathing. Sometimes, I would actually forget how when I was like this — when the arousal was so strong it seemed to reach my core.

 

He leaned forward and nuzzled them; making his face wet as well, until he closed his eyes and he latched on to my breasts and began to suck.

 

I stopped.

 

Everything within me went still. He looked…different. He looked peaceful as he rested against me, sucking from my breasts, pulling on my nipple, rolling it in his mouth as his tongue danced around it, driving me fucking nuts with all the little thrills he was sending through my body, yet still I stopped. He looked like he had come home. My right breast remained in his right palm as he slightly stroked it, preparing it while he sucked on my left. He reminded me of Jessie. His face was innocently content. Well…not that innocent. His cock was still hard beneath me. He almost looked like he was napping and that he was sucking on instinct.

 

“Daddy?”

 

“Hmmmm,” he groaned and pulled me closer, sucking hard, his throat moving as he swallowed the milk. “Hmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm,” he moaned as sucking noises filled the air. I watched him drink, my pussy raging on fire. My body began to shake with chills and I continued to hump him, riding his cock through his pants. Then he let me go, licking and kissing my nipple before discarding it. He moved to my other breast. Latching on, his teeth grazed the tight nub. Slight contractions started in my womb and slowly spread a euphoric haze over my body as I came in small waves, still rocking, flooding him with more pussy juice as he sucked.

 

He groaned some more and reached behind me with both hands and wrapped his palms around the cheeks of my ass, pulling me closer against his body. Releasing my nipple briefly he said, “Release me.” Then he clamped back on. I tried to reach down between us, but it was hard. He held me so close. He squeezed and pulled my ass cheeks, opening and closing them, wider and wider, until I felt the pull on my pussy lips as they began to spread and close also, rubbing against my clit, stroking my clit with my own pussy. Pleasure engulfed me, while at the same time that achy little itch nearly drove me mad.

 

He let my breast go and reached back up, squeezing both of them harder. Milk shot out from the tips, directly onto his face, landing on his nose and mouth. He opened his mouth and aimed and caught the remaining milk. I began to regain control and began moving again, against him. He squeezed me, causing milk to splash all over us. What milk he missed he reached down and licked off my skin and rubbed his face in until he began to need something additional.

 

He reached behind me and began to push everything within reach off the table and onto the floor. Finding room, he stood up from his chair and lifted me by my hips and set me on the table. Our bodies pulled free and his dick bounced back against his stomach. He picked up the laptop and gently tossed it in a side chair and pushed off as much paper as he could.

 

“Don’t you need that? What if your papers get mixed up?”

 

“I’ll figure it out.”

 

I looked around behind me, making sure nothing was in the way and then I noticed it. He wasn’t moving. Looking back up I saw him staring at me. He had this soft sweet smile. There was love in his eyes.

 

“I’m not always the best father and I don’t always do or say the right things, but I do love you. Very much.”

 

My heart filled with so much emotion I couldn’t speak. Instead, I pushed back tears, reached up and smoothed out his eyebrows. They were a mess.

 

“Me too.”

 

Then he slightly lifted me up again and sort of threw me back against the table, closer to the center. My ass vibrated in pain from the sudden impact, but I didn’t have time to respond. I was too busy watching my father climb on top of the dining room table and begin crawling his way over my body. He looked like a panther, stalking his prey and he was getting ready to attack.

 

“Daddy?”

 

Heat surrounded my pinky toe as he pulled it in his mouth and sucked it like it was a little clit. ‘Oh Daddy.’ He kissed his way to my knee, licking the underside. It tickled. I laughed. I turned my head to the left and I saw him move over me in the reflection of the large mirror centered on the wall. I saw his dark head dip again and felt the swipe of that tongue as it crawled again on my pussy flesh, moving along my thigh, biting again, licking, sucking little hickeys along my knee…my foot…my toes.

 

I watched him move over me and totally worship my body. He looked so sexy, so in control. I, on the other hand, looked ridiculous. My hair was a mess. Dried tear trails lined my face. My lips looked sore and red from our kissing and my biting when I tried not to cry out. My breasts, depleted of milk, no longer stood firm and high but rather began to sink to the side of my body, victims of gravity and my daddy’s feasting. My skin was tight from the dried milk that he hadn’t gotten. Then I looked back and watched him, watched and felt as his tongue bathed my flesh, washing away the excess pussy juice from my thigh, only to be replaced with new, fresh pussy juice, just as heavy, just as salty, slipping down the tunnels of my body, onto the table, which he promptly licked clean.

 

He reached up and cupped that fatty part of my mound, molding it in his palm. Releasing it and dipping low again, he sank his teeth in my puss. Biting hard. I cried out and arched my back. The world went black as I closed my eyes, lost. I knew that by morning I would have teeth-like bruises all over my body. Again he licked away the pain, moving up, floating over me. So hard, so strong, so sure. I opened my eyes again and could see his dick between our bodies, sticking out from the top of his briefs. His pants were trapped around his ankles.

 

He continued his assault, his tongue licking over the curve of my tummy, dipping into my navel and off to the side, leaving me wet in his wake. His tongue softly outlined the tiny stretch marks that developed from the baby. Not many, barely noticeable, but there.  He kissed each mark, showing it love and I watched it all in the mirror. Up and up he moved, up the valley of my chest, licking past the mountains of my breasts, kissing and hugging me. His hands reached up and covered mine, still resting on my nipples, all but forgotten. And he squeezed them close, trapping his face in their cushiony softness.

 

“One of theses day I am going to have to fuck these with my dick.” He moved to the left and kissed a nipple, he moved to the right and did the same. He kissed along my jaw and along my cheekbone. Our faces rested on each other. The room was quiet except for our breathing. His moist breath bathed the side of my face as we rested cheek to cheek. I could no longer see the mirror. His face blocked the image.

 

“Ready?”

 

“Yes, from the moment I was born.”

 

He lifted his hips; the pressure of his face on mine became unbearable as he used me for leverage. Quick jerky moments followed and then suddenly, at my cooling moist center I felt the head of his cock waiting at my entrance.

 

“Spread wider for me.”

 

“Yes, Daddy.”

 

I opened my thighs, lifting my puss higher and making myself ready to be taken. He was going to do it. He was going to fuck me. ‘In a moment he’s going to push his hips forward, his cock is going to part my folds like Moses parted the Red Sea and juice will leave me, slide down, free from its prison as his cock works its way into my channel, displacing pussy juice. He will slide deeply into my mushy flesh and fuck my cotton-pink insides until they turn a raw, well-used, well-fucked red. I wonder if they make that color lipstick.’

 

Anyway. Never mind. My mind goes weird places sometimes.

 

And then it happened. He slid inside, like butter. No restrictions. He slid inside and I felt every inch of my father’s cock entering my body, filling it, making it whole. He went as deep in as he could go until meeting the back of my pussy, in balls deep. My pussy reshaped itself, forming around him, taking shape, and hugging him. My daddy’s dick was up in my pussy. Deep inside; all up in my shit. His body covered mine completely.  My thighs wrapped around his hips.  His hands moved from my breasts and reached out along my arms until he found my hands. He moved them up, over my head and held them together. I was completely his.

 

I expected him to move and kiss me, but he didn’t. He turned his head more to the wall. His hair was in my face. His head was pressing against my nose. I turned away and then I realized he too saw the mirror. He was watching. My pussy involuntarily tightened around him and he groaned. I turned my head in the opposite direction to the other wall and closed my eyes. I didn’t want to watch. I just wanted to feel.

 

He, on the other hand, couldn’t look away. He watched as his ass contracted and released as he slid his cock in and out of the wet fuck hole that was his daughter. He watched as her thighs gripped him in a death-like embrace almost preventing him from the movements he truly wanted to make. He watched his dick move in and out of her, her lips wrapped around him, fat and juicy as he rammed inside of her repeatedly. It was unreal almost, the image of his dick in his daughter, fucking her. He pushed harder and harder until he heard the slapping sounds of the their flesh when his dick slammed home and his hips beat against her ass. He heard Brie moan and groan and saw her hips attempt to rise up and meet him. He knew she was reaching another climax, so he doubled his efforts.

 

My pussy was on fire. Sweated poured from me as I felt him slam, slam, slam into me. The fit was so tight, his hips felt like they barely moved in between my thighs but they moved, they moved and they fucked me with such force. His body engulfed me completely. His scent was everywhere and he held me down, using my body for his cock to fuck. Slamming against my clit, almost pushing it back against my body as our skins slammed against each other in sharp, stinging little slaps. My clit was so sore and raw I didn’t think I could cum again. I felt numb there, but the sensations — the wanting — the desire was running all through me as I felt him fuck me so hard, so intensely, almost mindlessly. There was no gentleness in how he did it. No emotion, no kissing, no hugging, just fucking as he watched from the mirror, as if he was analyzing the situation, watching his dick molest my achy gaping hole.

 

I was so close. I was so close but I couldn’t get there. I couldn’t find the edge so I jerked under him, bucked almost, pushing my body up against his as he came down, slamming, slamming. He pushed back harder. I cried out in pain, but the pain meant nothing. The pain disappeared. The waves took over, swallowed it, crushing it as I worked harder and harder. I needed to cum. I had to cum. Damn where was it when I wanted it? I lifted my hips, fucking him back, riding the wave that wouldn’t reach its peak. I struggled against his hands. I had to be free. I needed to be free. I fought him. He held on tighter but I needed more.

 

“Daddy, Daddy, please. I need to touch you, I need to move.”

 

He released me. His hands left mine. He stopped fucking me. He lifted himself up, his breathing was fast but still in control. He reached beneath my body and wrapped his hands around my ass and lifted me closer to him. I repeated the movement. I lifted my thighs up higher on his back and that seemed to open up more space than I knew I had and he sunk deeper. He groaned and I cried. My nails bit into his ass and I got ready. His thrusts began again, deeper this time, higher, ‘yes higher that was it.’ It was angled differently. Contact with my clit wasn’t as constant and the little achy button pulsed to the beat of my crazy heart as he fucked me again, ramming, thrusting. He was no longer looking at the mirror. He was looking at us, watching as his cock pushed deeper and deeper inside me, in and out, out and in, and wet and raw all at once. My pussy opened and made more room and he moved faster, fucking so fast and hard the table began to bounce, began to rock. I spread my thighs wider feeling him dominate me over and over. My daddy, my big, strong daddy with his big strong cock fucked me on the table hard, into the table, taking me higher, yes higher, that’s it — that’s what I need — that’s what I want.

 

“Fuck me more, fuck me more, Daddy fuck me more.”

 

And he fucked and pushed and rammed. Our breathing was harsh. He was pouring sweat. It was leaking from all over him. Drops fell from his head, from his nose from his lips, splashing on me as he jerked and rocked above me. He was grunting, grunting these deep animal-like grunts and he pushed himself harder and harder. One time he stopped, trying to regain control but I got pissed and punched him in his chest. He grunted again and kept fucking me.

 

I didn’t want to cum. I needed to cum, but I didn’t want it to end. I wanted it to last and last and last forever — my daddy fucking me on the table like we were animals.

 

“Fuck me Daddy, fuck me more. Fuck me.”

 

By then I had no choice. It was coming. It was becoming more than anything I ever felt. My tired body tensed, preparing for the assault. I began to pant.

 

“Yesyesyes… uh uh oh uh oh yes ahhh. Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy…”

 

He heard me. He knew I was there and redoubled his efforts.  He released my thighs from his waist and folded my legs toward my chest, closing my calves around his ears as he pushed up and up and in until I released a hoarse scream. Cumming so hard against his cock, his fucking cock.

 

“Oh thank God!” he bellowed, and his body jerked hard against me. My body arched with tension and my eyes rolled back in my head. I felt warm wetness bathing my body. It was almost as if someone had poured warm water all over me and it pooled under me, around my ass.

 

My breathing was shallow. There wasn’t enough air. I needed more air. The world around me became fuzzy and I felt my daddy release my legs. They fell down in a thump, like rubber. He slowly pulled away from me as if the movement caused him pain and just as the world went from fuzzy to black, I felt his crushing body fall on top of me. I grunted at the impact. So much for me receiving more air. I think I passed out.

 

When I woke up, there was something heavy on top of me. My body was unbelievably sore and I felt itchy. My skin felt like it did when you came from swimming out in the sea. The smell of urine surrounded me. I turned toward the weight on my body, it was daddy, and he was snoring. I felt dehydrated. I lifted my arms and pushed at him.

 

“Daddy? Daddy? DADDY!”

 

He snorted and came awake.

 

“Oh shit.”

 

“I know. I know. Please. I can’t breath.”

 

He rose up over me.

 

“Move over.” I slid to the edge of the table, making room. He slid on his back and lay beside me. “What’s that smell?”

 

I began to laugh. “I think I peed on myself.”

 

“Oh…. Happens a lot, does it?”

 

“No never. What time is it?”

 

He raised his arm and looked at his wristwatch. “Oh, shit! It’s 5:12 in the morning. Your mom will be up soon. We’ve got to clean this up.”

 

I groaned in despair. “I can’t. I can’t move.”

 

He sat up and slid off the table.

 

“You’d better move, young lady. I will not run the risk of your mother seeing this. I’ll clean up. You just get out of here and wash up.”

 

I moaned as he proceeded to straighten his clothes and pick up papers. I slid off the table and slowly bent over to pick up my shirt. ‘I am so out of shape.’

 

“What about the pee?”

 

He laughed, “I’ll get it. Come here.”

 

I walked around to his side just as he was putting a stack of papers on a side chair. He reached out and pulled me into his arms and kissed me, long and deep. My pussy began to tingle and my nipples hardened.

 

“You know Daddy loves you, right?”

 

I smiled. “I love you too, Daddy.”

 

He growled and bit my lip. Smacking me on the ass he said, “Go on.”

 

I took my pitiful ass out of the dining room and up the stairs. I snuck past mom and dad’s room and found mine. I just turned on the shower when I heard the first cry.

 

“Waaaaaaaa. Waaaaaaa.”

 

“Oh damn.” The baby was awake and wouldn’t you know it? It’s feeding time. I don’t think there is any milk left.