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College dream

college on Lesbian Stories

Anna looked at the clock for the third time in 5 minutes. 18th century art was such a boring class except that Mr.  McClellan taught it and he had his girlfriend named Shelly, there with him.  Anna could not wait to go home and puck her fingers into her nice clit, and then rub all of the juice on her perfect boobs.  Suddenly the bell rang, and Anna’s day dream came to an end. Mr. McClellan said: "wait, I have all of your quarter grades." When Anna got hers, she was horrified to see a big fat D on it. Ok so she didn’t turn a couple of assignments, big deal. But a D. That was a problem. She sighed and got up to leave, not noticing that Shelly was look

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ing at her. When Anna got to her car, she finally noticed Shelly coming over to her. She unlocked the car, pretending not to notice her. But when Shelly knocked on the car window, Anna had to look up. Anna pulled down the window and said: "hey Shelly, what’s up? Shelly said: Mike has a meeting to attend and I don’t have a ride home. I was wondering if you could drop me off. I think it’s on the way back to your apartment"." Sure" said Anna, as Shelly got in.

            As they pulled up to Shelly’s place, Shelly said:  "why don’t you come in and see the place. I have some stuff I think you will like.” Anna could only nod, because she was so confused. Why was her teacher’s super hot girlfriend inviting her into her house? As they rode the elevator in silence, Anna peeked over and say that Shelly’s pants were a little bit darker than usual. As they got off the elevator, Shelly led the way to a door 690, took out a key, and opened the door. As Anna got in, she say a beautiful little condo, which was sparkling clean. One moment said Shelly, and she went into her room. A couple minutes later, Shelly came out wearing nothing but her low cut bra and panties. Anna uttered a little gasp. Shelly looked like a vixen in those clothes. "W-what are you doing?" said Anna. "Oh come on Anna can’t you see how I look at you all the time. You are just what I want. Mike doesn’t do shit to me and it’s leaving me drained".  Shelly came over in her sexy outfit up to Anna and started kissing her neck. "S-stop it please" said Anna, even though inside all  her sense were aroused. Shelly slowly stopped and looked her in the eye. “One time, that’s all. And how about this. You satisfy me, which wouldn’t be hard, and I might just get your grade up to an A.”

 As soon as Anna heard this, she pulled Shelly back to her, and kissed her on the mouth. It felt so good! And as they kissed even more, Anna’s nipples got rock solid, and her pussy got really wet. As Anna pushed Shelly away, she pulled off her shirt to reveal beautiful breasts and an amazing body. Then she pulled her skirt down. “Give it to me baby” moaned Shelly. And she started to kiss Anna on her bra. Anna couldn’t contain it any more. She ripped off her bra, and then ripped off Shelly’s. And then started to suck Shelly’s nipples, like there was no tomorrow. Shelly moaned in anxiety, than leaned over and pulled off her panties. Anna gasped. It was the hairiest, most beautiful crotch she had ever seen in three years of wild sex. “Oh yah baby I need you to do it to me.” Anna immediately went down and smelled the musky sent of pussy. It made Anna’s pussy even wetter. She started to lick Shelly’s pussy until it came out. “I’mm Ccuuummmiinng” screamed Shelly and she squirted right onto Anna’s face and open mouth. Ahh, Anna hadn’t tasted a women’s cum for forever. It tasted like heaven to her. Then Anna’s pussy got insane; it was almost going to explode with cum. She pushed Shelly to the sofa, and opened her legs real wide, as she destroyed her panties.” I did it to you bitch, and now you are going to suck my cunt until it is dry”. Shelly licked her lips and dove into Anna’s pussy. And it exploded on Shelly’s face. Ahh it felt so good. Anna’s moans were so intense that she grabbed her nipples and moved up and down. She cummed again this time it exploded onto the table and love-seat. Anna sighed in pleasure.

Shelly got up quickly went into the other room, and came back with an 8 inch strap-on. “Baby, I want to fuck you like you have never been fucked before.” She pulled Anna onto the island counter got her in wheelbarrow position and slid the vibrating strap-on into Anna’s awaiting pussy. Pain shot through Anna, and then again but this time there was some pleasure. And then the next time the pleasure was so intense Anna cummed onto Shelly’s nice dildo.

            After more naughty fun, moans, and cumming, the two women put on their clothes, and cleaned off everything. “If you ever need me for anything, just call” said Shelly. “And by the way, you are now getting an A in Mike’s class, because I’m satisfied beyond my wildest imagination.”

A gymnasts first time (part 2)

hothornyhannah on Virgin Stories


heres part 2. email me and let me know what you think. sexyhornyhannah@hotmail.com

I had Jess pinned to the bed. I was kissing her deeply and passionately.

"wow Jason really taught you a lot in one night, didn't he?" she laughed letting out a small moan as I kissed her neck.I slid back o

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ff the bed and removed my hoodie and pj pants revealing the present she gave me earlier. She must have gotten the idea that I wanted to do a lot more then make out. She quickly stripped off all her clothes leaving me staring at her gourgeous body. Chesnut brown shoulder length hair, big brown eyes, perfect b cups, toned stomach, hairless pussy, long tanned legs. Perfection.

I crawled back on top of her and began to suck on her hard erect nipples, switching from one to the other. I saw Jess move her hand down to that perfect pussy of hers.

"Let me do that." I said as i slid my hand slowly towards her pussy. I put one finger inside of her. I could tell she was loving every minute of this. She was so wet and was already rocking her hips into my hand."More. Put more fingers in me"

I started to put each finger in one by one. I knew she wasn't a virgin and didn't expect her to be as tight as me, but i never thought i would be able to get 4 fingers into her.. i started to pump them in and out as fast as i could. Jess was moaning loudly by now and was rocking her hips so hard that my hand began to hurt. I could tell she was almost ready to cum. That's when I stopped.

"No. Please don't stop Han."

"I have to. We don't want you cumming before I've had any fun." I said with an evil grin. "Now it's your turn to make me happy." I stood up on the bed and removed the black lace g-string.

I crawled on top of Jess again and postitioned my pussy over her face. She spread my pussy open with ehr fingers then I felt her tounge lightly touch my clit and begin to tease it very softly. I let out a soft moan as she licked all the way up my warm wet slit. She pushed her tounge inside my pussy licking out the mix of my cum and Jasons left over cum. Then she did something amazing. She darted her tounge in and out of my pussyso fast and pulled me by my hips closer to her face. I felt the sensation of wanting to pee coming on again but then I remembered that Jason said thats when I was going to cum. I quickly pulled myself away from that magic tounge of hers not wanting to cum just yet.

I grabbed the viabrator she had given me and switched it on. I licked the top of it just lick I had licked Jasons cock. I ran my tounge all over it making it nice and wet. I ran it down my body between my boobs and iton my bra. I ran in all the way down my stomach and let it linger just above my pussy. I walked over to Jess who was now on the end of the bed with her legs spread wide. "Do you want some?" I asked her. She nodded and bit her lip. I walked closer to her and knelt down on the ground in front of her pussy. I rubbed the viabrator in small circles on her clit jsut like Jason did to me. I heard her let out a loud moan and decided to ditch the viabrator.

"what are you doing?" she asked worried that i was going to stop for the night.

"Don't worry I'm not going to stop."

she let out a sigh of relief and then i moved my mouth to her clit. I sucked her clit...HARD. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. I violently fingered her and sucked Her clit so hard I thought i would rip it off. Jess was moaning loudly.

"oh fuck! please dont stop!!!"

she rocked her hips ahrder into me and I could feel her pussy tighten up around my hand.

She let out a huge scream as cum came gushing out all over my hand and mouth. But that didn't stop me. I pulled my hand away and licked her clean.

Jess lied back on the bed panting heavily.

"Holy shit! How can i repay you?"

"Make me cum like you just did." I said with a wink.

"sure thing."

Jess stood up and pulled me to my feet. She kissed me deeply and unhooked my bra and threw it to the side.

"Lie down."

I got on the bed as she bent over to pick up the viabrator. I was like it happened in slow motion. She started to bend down at the hips showing me her ass more and more. it was right there. I could see between her legs were cum had dripped down. she stood back up and turned around to face me.

"put your knees up."

I put my knees up in the air. Jess came over to me and placed the viabrator next to me on the bed. she put her hands on my knees and spred my legs open wide revealing my wet pussy aching to be abused by my friend.

Jess picked the viabrator back up and teased the outside of my pussy with it. it was covered in her cum and all I could think about was how warm it was. She slowly started to push it inside my pussy which was by now just begging to be fucked.

She pucheed it deep inside of me and then pulled it back out slowly. She did this a few times as I let out soft moans.

"ready to feel amazing?" Jess asked me.

I nodded and smiled knowing that i was about to cum.

Jess started to move the viabrator in and out of me faster and faster. I rocked my hips in time with her movements. I moaned louder and louder begging Jess for more.

Just then i could feel that sensation coming on again. My pussy muscles tensed up and I screamed as i cummed incredibly hard.

"holy shit Jess. thank you so much. I loved every minute of it." I panted.

Jess pulled the soaking wet viabrator out of my sore pussy.

She climbed into bed next to me and softly kissed me. We both fell asleep dreaming of the night we had. I couldn't wait for the next morning when I got to be with Jason again.

Weekend Fun

hardtoboil on Gay Stories

This happened about a decade ago…..when I was in about to get out of school

Arik was the hottest dude in school. All the ladies loved him. His looks, his intellegence...and best of all, his package. That's what I liked about him. He and I were best pals For a year now, Arik hadn't even known I felt a thing for him. Everyday at school when Arik met me to chat about girls (which I didn't enjoy very much), Iwould always take a quick glance down at Arik's crotch when he wasn't watching. I loved that bulge. That special pocket where the sex tool was held. I wanted to grab it and hold it in my hands. To squeeze it. Ohhh how I wanted it badly. But I couldn't dare try it. I knew I like

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d Arik more than a friend, but did Arik like me the same way? I’d soon find out.

One Saturday, when my parents told they would be going out to a distant relatives place over the weekend, I was ecstatic. This would be the night that I would express my feelings toward Arik and show him I wanted him so much. As soon as my parents left, I phoned Arik and asked him if he wanted to come over. Arik said "Sure, alright. Want me to get some girls too?" I frowned and hesitated. "Um...yeah, we can do that." I hung up and thought for a moment. Maybe this isn't a good idea. I had to atleast try it. 20 minutes later, the doorbell rang and I ran to answer it. It was Arik looking hot as fuck in his T-shirt and jeans. That awesome bulge was just waiting to be opened.

We sat on the couch and watched some TV. There was a porno on Cable. I got turned on. Arik grinned at the television stupidly as he turned up the volume. I could feel my dick rising in my pants. My cock was ready for action. I wanted Arik so fucking badly, I couldn't contain. I quickly reached for Arik's pants and unzipped them. He sat there shocked with my sudden move. We just stared at each other for a minute, then Arik said, "Go ahead. Let's do it. I'm horny as fuck. Go on...take it out."

I smiled and reached inside his pants and grabbed his cock. I took his cock in my hands and massaged it. "Ohhh, it feels SO fucking GOOD! Oh man!" moaned Arik. I put it in my mouth and sucked on the juicy cock until it was red. I sucked all of Arik's cum out and felt Arik jerk as he had an orgasm. I was delighted. Arik gestured me to come closer. I crawled onto Arik's lap and unzipped my own pants. I slid his cock out and swung it on Arik's face. He licked it and put it in his mouth. I moved my ass back and fourth as Arik sucked the cock up and down. The slurping sounds made me moan and I cummed all over Arik's pretty face.

Arik moved down and put his belly on the couch with his ass in the air. I pulled his jeans all the way off and stuck my finger in his asshole. I licked it for a while moving my tongue around and around the hole and he nearly screamed. Then I put my cock into the hole and thrust back and fourth. "Oh shit, that feels so good. Ohhhh, yeah. I want your cock again, gimme your dick, Ishaan!"

I sat down on the couch legs spread again as Arik seated himself on the floor ready to give another blowjob. "Suck me off so hard, Arik. I love it when you do that.” He continued to suck the fuck out of me and we went on with it for another hour.

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Poor Hannah

Knuffelberin on Cheating Stories


"So what do we do now?"
"I don't know..."

"It was a mistake..."
"...I guess..."

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back turned to her, staring out of the window.

"It should never happen again... we should just pretend nothing happened and go on with our lives..."
"..."
"Hannah should never know about this... it would crush her..."
"...Yeah.."

Silence...

"God, I wan
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t you!"
She looked up at him with big surprised eyes.
"Who am I kidding? The minute I set eyes on you my cock gets rock hard!"
She smiled in a naughty way.
"I guess... she doesn't need to know." she said while he slowly pulled down the sheets that were covering her naked body.
"You're amazing, you know that?" He massaged her big tits, bringing his head close to them to suck on her nipples. She was still hot and wet from earlier. It had just been a quick fuck, impulsive and dirty. She blamed the alcohol, but if she were totally honest with herself, she knew she had herself under control the whole time.
It was horrible of her... Hannah was her big sister and her best friend and she was home in bed with the flu. And here she was having sex with Hannah's husband, her brother in law.

He put his hand between her legs, teasing her clit while he sucked on her tits. She grabbed the bed sheets and moaned. She wanted to feel him inside of her again so bad! Just 30 minutes ago she had dragged him to her bedroom. Their clothes were lying around on the ground. They fell on the bed totally entangled in each other, kissing passionately and immediately started fucking. This time they wouldn't finish as quickly though.
She pushed him beside her on the bed and got on her knees to suck his cock. She started out slow, licking just the head, making him crazy of desire. He kept fondling her breasts with one hand, using the other to try and force her head down on his cock. She resisted for a while, but then gave in. She took his cock in her mouth as far as she could, untill she felt like she needed to gag. She sucked it, teasing it with her tongue while making moaning noises. She tasted his precum and felt her own pussyjuices were running down her legs. She climbed on top of him and guided his penis inside of her. He put his hands on her hips and pushed himself deeper inside of her. She rubbed her tits, roughly squeezing them, knowing he enjoyed the view. "Damn, you are so hot!" he sighed. She let herself drop forward, placing her hands on his shoulders, allowing him to view her big tits shake at every thrust.
She had often noticed him staring at her chest. She had been blessed with a way bigger pair than her sister. She used to curse them, being in the way all the time and not being able to fit into her old clothes. But she had started to appreciate them more when she noticed how popular they made her. It made her feel great when she saw guys stare at them, they almost seemed hypnotized by them.
Suddenly he pushed her on the bed and rolled on top of her. She wrapped her legs tight around him, trying to get him inside of her as deep as possible. He groaned while fucking her hard and she buried her nails in his back. "Fuck me from behind!" she said. He pulled out and allowed her to get on her hands and knees. Instead of penetrating her, he started licking her cunt. She moaned as he sucked her whole labia in. Pushing his tongue deep inside and moving it around. Then he got up and thrust his hard cock deep inside of her. She's screaming as he's fucking her hard from behind, grabbing the sheets tight almost tearing them apart. He reaches around her to get hold of her breasts and squeezes them hard. Then he comes deep inside of her and they roll next to each other on the bed, all sweaty, exhausted but completely satisfied!Â

Golfing with Grandma

the_believer on Incest Stories


It was summer, so as usual Alex had nothing to do and planned to sleep
until noon as usual. Alex' mother, however, was tired of his laziness
and knew what he could do to fill his time. Alex' grandmother was
starting to pick up golfing as part of her retirement. Alex was a
pretty solid golfer, so he got up to give his grandmother some
beginner's lessons.

When he got to the course he saw his grandmother, a woman who was slightly overweight but had some gigantic breats. Alex had always realized this, but it never really turned him on. However, today he couldn't help but notice how hard she had made his cock. Her watermelon sized breasts were practically coming out of her tight tank-yop. She was also wearing a pink mini-skirt which had beautifully shown off her shining, plump
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legs and her exquisite ass. Alex thought it was unnatural, so he tried to fight the urges.

First they went to the driving range. Alex got behind his grandmother to help with her swing. He felt her sweaty thighs and he knew that he couldn't resist the urges.

They went to the putting green. Once again Alex got behind his grandmother so his hard dick was rubbing up against her round ass. He was satisfied and knew he would just jerk off thinking about this experience, but he wanted more. Once his grandmother made her first putt, he knelt down to take the ball out of the hole just so he could catch an upskirt glimpse of her red cotton panties.

Alex wanted to get home so he could jerk off with these memories fresh in his mind. It was a hot day, he knew his grandmother would want to leave soon. When she did, however, she did not take Alex directly home. She knew he was hot too, so she offered to let him go swimming at her house. Alex accepted.

They got there and Alex immidiately went into the hot tub where he knew jerking off would be much more pleasurable. His grandmother went inside and Alex did not expect her to come back out since she wasn't much of a swimmer. But when she came out in her black swimsuit that perfectly showed her large cleavage, alex was excited and scared. He knew that his grandmother had just caught him jerking off.

She played it off as though she had no clue and got right in the hot tube with him. She took of her straps so her nipples were almost visible and then layed back and closed her eyes not saying a word. She didn't need to. Alex leaned over and revealed one of her mammoth breasts. He quickly started to suck on it. All she could say was "Oh Alex. I had no idea. Mmm, well you're a little hard, aren't you?"

She grasped his cock and began to jerk it while it was submerged in the warm water. He then stood up while she lay in the water and put his dick right between her monster tits. He began to thrust like he was a first-timer. Eventually, his grandmother said "Let's go inside, get more comfortable."

Alex sat down while she sat on his cock. After just a little while she couldn't help but yell, "You're so much better than your grandfather." Alex didn't hear any of it. He was just concentrating how good his grandmother felt.

Soon, they switched positions to doogy-style. Alex leaned over to grab her boobs. Right ther, he knew he was about to cum. However, he knew he had to keep going when she said, "I haven't ejaculated in forever." Alex kept going until he felt her cum lubricating his cock.

He pulled out and stuck it in her mouth. He had never felt something so magical. His grandmother's tongue massaging his cock was like heaven. He shot his load in her mouth and she choaked it up. He lied down next to her and all he could say was, "Same time next week?"

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SEX WITH THE TWINS.PART 2.

Pauloski on Sex Stories

I pinned taiye to the wall one day,she just touched my dick and ranaway and i caught her after a short chase and pinned her to the wall along a dark alley,we french kissed for quiet a long time,she was breathing heavily and i cupped her breasts,sucking them like an hungry baby,she said fuck my toto cuz toto is another name for pussy in nigeria,before i knew it she pulled her skirt off,stood naked against the wall,she had no panties on and her boobs were popped out of her bra by me,viewing her was very erotic and i was sexually more aroused,she unzipped my pants,held my dick and wanted to shove it into her pussy but i stoped her by putting two of my fingers into her pussy hole and she let out a load moan,i hurried and closed her mouth with one palm in order not to get the attention of peopl
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e around because of her load moans while i fingerfucked her with the other,she let out a long moan and she came allover my hands,i put my fingers into her mouth and she licked her pussy juice like she was hungry for days,i turned her around and she put her hands on the wall as if she knew what i wanted to do,i slid my seven inch penis into her pussy and gave it to her doggystyle,she said fuck my toto faster,i obliged and rammed my pecker into her pussy with a fast speed,i held one of her boobs with one hand and the other was rubbing her pussy as i fucked her,she could not stand the three kinds of pleasure i was giving her,she shouted out in estacy.i told her,bitch stop shouting,you have been longing for my dick and i'm giving it to you now,so why the shouting? All i heard from her was load moans.i rammed my dick faster and faster inside her pussy,i said to her,your mother is a bitch,she moan yeah......yeah.......yeah she is a fucking bitch.i asked do you know that your mother has fucked almost every man in this vicinity? She said crying yeah....yeah....yeah she even gave birth to us out of wedlock,we don't know our father.she was highly turned on by my questions,and started shivering and came,as she came i also felt organism building in me,i could not resist the estacy and i cummed into her pussy,before i knew it she fell to the ground and was shivering.

Not the end,watch out for part 3.

Blaze and Amber

justplayingyou6 on Animal Stories

Amber was wanted by many of the guys in her school but most she had already been with and couldn’t seem to find one that she wanted to stay with. She was blonde, had a beautiful tan body, to-die-for gorgeous 34C breasts, and a great personality. But what the guys in her town liked most about her was that she was an excellent horse back rider and she was always so well poised showing off every curve of her body.

One day Amber was putting all the horses out to graze.

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Coco , Peanut, Rainy, Magic, Apple, Double take, Shadow, and her colt, Shade, where all mares.   The stallions where kept in barn 2 away from them. She put out all the horses except for Blaze, her brown and white stallion because she was going to ride him through the trails behind her house.

First she brushed him and put on his blanket, then his saddle. She took off his halter and slipped the bit into his mouth and the bridle over his head. She was very fond of this horse. She walked him out of the barn, placed her foot in the stirrup and hopped onto his back. He stood about 19 hands tall. She trotted past the neighing mares and was proud of Blaze for not charging towards them, the horny little bastard.

They galloped through a few fields and slowed into the woods. There were many trails and you could easily get lost if you hadn’t been on them before. But Amber and Blaze knew them very well. She rode him through the woods about every other day.

After about 10 minutes trotting through the trails, Amber and Blaze stopped at a small watering hole. Amber jumped down, led her horse to the familiar tree and tied him up by the water.

“Shit,” she said, “I forgot my bathing suit!”

She looked at the horse and sighed.

“Oh well, it’s not like there’s anybody out here, and I don’t care if you see me naked, Big Boy.”

So she took off all of her clothes and plunged into the water. It was a little cold but comfortable. She only wished that Blaze liked the water so she would have someone to swim with. She swam around for about 10 minutes but remember that she had to put the horses back in before dark, so she jumped out and grabbed a towel out of the hole in the tree that Blaze was standing at. She always left a few in there in case she forgot one.

She walked up to Blaze and he nuzzled her face. Then he started to move down and placed his soft nose on her breasts. Amber didn’t object. He moved his head up and down as if trying to take the towel she had wrapped around her chest. She dropped the towel to the ground and stood, naked, in front of her favorite horse. Fuck the other horses she thought , mom can take them in when she gets back from her meeting. The only thing she wanted right now was to be with her best friend. She couldn’t think of anyone else she would rather lose her virginity to than her big boy.

So she untied him from the tree and led him to a rather tall and long stump. It looked perfect. She sat down on it and looked underneath his stomach. He’s fucking huge!   She thought to herself. Blaze was about 11 inches and pretty big around too. Amber never had sex before but she had given head and hand jobs, and had never seen one that big. She was a little nervous but she had a special bond with her horse and she knew he would be gentle with her.

She laid down on the stump and pulled Blaze on top of her. His cock searched around for her hairy pussy but couldn’t find the opening himself, so she grabbed it and placed it against her hole. He slowly pushed his cock into her as she screamed in pain. Ignoring her screams, Blaze thrusted harder and harder until her hymen broke and blood spilled all over the stump and both of them. This was much more fun for her now that her cherry had popped. They had now been fucking for about 20 minutes and still Blaze pushed on, until he suddenly stopped and shot a white jet into her. She yelled in pleasure.

“Oh baby boy! Fuck me hard!!! OOhhhh Blaze you’re awesome!”

After Blaze was finished pumping his load into her he jumped off her and went to stand by the tree and got some water. Amber just lay the gasping for air. After a while she started rubbing the extra cum into her pussy and licked her fingers clean.

She walked to the tree and put her clothes on. She could see that Blaze was still hanging out and crawled under him to stroke his shaft. It started growing larger again. She put it in her mouth and started sucking him wildly Blaze shivered a few times but Amber figured he was enjoying it. She thought about how she just lost her virginity to an animal and was now giving it head. It was hard to believe that Blaze was more experienced than her, having fucked many mares before. She also wondered if he liked fucking her or the other horses better. While she was deep in thought, Blaze shot a small but yet another load down her throat. She gagged and swallowed it all. She looked down and noticed that she had his cum dripping all over her clothes.

“Fuck,” she said “Fuck boy my mom’s going to know what I was doing!”

She cantered all the way home and to her relief her mom wasn’t home yet. She tied Blaze to a pole.

“Be right back boy” She said kissing him on the muzzle

She ran inside threw her clothes into the wash, changed, and ran back outside to put the rest of the horses away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Silken Family Trap Part III

PantyhosePrincess on Incest Stories

The Silken Family Trap – Part III

By

Michele Nylons

Just then the door flew open and there was our mom standing in the doorway, her skirt creased around her thighs; she had obviously just woke up from her nap. She looked in the room and saw her son lying on the bed, with his cock being wanked into her own pantyhose by her daughter. The same daughter who was sitting on her son’s face, with her skirt rucked up to display her nyloned legs, silken panty ass and crotch.

"Just what the fuck do you two think your doing!" she shouted.

"Eileen get to your room!"

"Right now!"

My sister quickly leapt to her feet, smoothed her skirt and turned to mom, "Mom, I’m so sorry, I donâ€â

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„¢t know what came over us," she mumbled.

"Just leave Eileen ok, I just can’t talk to you right now," Mom scowled. I had never seen her so angry.

My sister Eileen slunk out of the room and I heard her bedroom door close shortly after.

"And you, you, I don’t know what to call you Mike, I just can’t talk to you either right now, I’ll just lose it!"

Mom turned away and slammed the door as she left, but even then I couldn’t help looking at where my mom’s skirt had rucked up to display her silken thighs.

I rolled over and started to whimper. I felt disgusted with myself, but at the same time so sexually sated that I was exhausted. I fell asleep that way, my mind spinning with what I had just done with my sister and what the consequences may.

I awoke the next morning surprised to find myself still fully dressed, and a pair of come stained pantyhose beside me on the bed; mom’s pantyhose. Then the events of last night all came flooding back to me; oh my god, what had I done?

I snuck out of my room to shower, hoping like hell not run into my mom or sister; I was so confused and apprehensive, I just couldn’t face either of them. I made a plan to stay in my room mom and sis left for work, it would be better that way, more time to think.

The minutes seemed like hours until Eileen left for work, I watched at the window until I saw her leave. Even though I knew my sister and I had committed the gravest of sins, as my sister walked down the path, head down, my eyes could not help focussing on her sexy pantyhosed legs on display beneath her short skirt. I knew I had caused her a terrible dilemma that could break our already fractured family apart, yet I still fanaticised about our sexual encounters last night. I started rationalising to myself. We hadn’t really committed incest (yes I was now admitting to myself the nature of our sin), as I hadn’t actually entered her with my naked penis; we hadn’t ‘fucked’ in the true sense of the word, had we?

The dreaded knock came on bedroom door about fifteen minutes after Eileen had left for work. I was in a cold sweat, hoping my mother would at least give me the day to prepare for our encounter. I had fantasised about leaving home, running away, and never coming back to face my mom and have to explain my perversions. I just felt so ashamed and unable to explain the lust that had lead to last night’s abhorrent behaviour. But deep inside I was still seething with the ecstasy that I had experienced; the exquisite feel of my cock on my mom’s nyloned legs and the aftermath of sexual frenzy that I had experienced with my sister as she at first resisted, then capitulated to my base desires.

"Mike, It’s mom, we really need to talk," she called to me through the door.

"Mom, I’m just so sorry, I can’t talk to you, I’m such a bad son and a worthless brother," I croaked.

"Let me in Mike, we need to talk son," my mom insisted.

I dragged myself away from the chair by the window on leaden feet, dreading this encounter. I unlatched and open the door. Mom was dressed for work, her pristine white nurse’s uniform complemented by her white nylons and white nurse’s shoes. Although her shoes were ‘flats’, they somehow helped define her thighs and the calves that were on display below the hem of the skirt that came to just above her knees. I couldn’t help but admire her, she was stunning in my eyes, her makeup as usual was heavier than expected of someone in her profession, but it accentuated her sexiness, almost making her a caricature of the nurses seen in porno magazines and movies.

"Mom, I’m so sorry," I whispered as she entered.

"I just, I just," I couldn’t finish the sentence.

"We need to talk Mike," she half whispered, she started to cry and led me to the chair that was next to my study table.

I sat down and I felt all of my energy drain from me. I felt depleted of all energy and will. I was determined however to take full responsibility for my actions and tell mom everything. I would not let my sister take any blame for what I had done. Sure she had become a willing participant in our deviant encounter, but only after I had forced her.

Mom remained standing in front of me, and still my eyes drifted to her silken nyloned calves and then up to her thighs. I felt a further disgust directed at my wanton lust. I cleared my head and began:

"It was all my fault mom,"

"I forced Eileen to do what you saw. It’s all my fault and I won’t blame you if throw me out on the street."

"I let you down," I sobbed.

"Dad is in jail, I’m the ‘man of the house’ and now I fucked it all up by doing what I did to my sister."

"I’m so sorry," I sobbed.

"But it wasn’t just your sister was it?" mom stated in a firm voice.

"Eileen told me what she saw when she came home," she said.

"You were doing things to me while I was asleep, weren’t you?"

"Oh mom I’m so sorry," I whispered, "I, I, I, Just couldn’t help myself."

"Well son, can you explain to me why you did what you did?" mom asked sounding genuinely concerned.

I told her, I let it all out. I went on to explain my sexual desires and fetish. How, for as long as I could remember, I have had a fetish for nylon stockings and pantyhose. How once she and my sister had damaged and discarded their nylons I would retrieve them from the trash and alone in my room I would enact my pantyhose fantasies. How I would wear them, sniff them, and wank in them, all of my panty and pantyhose perversions. I told my mom that I could not resist the sight, feel, and smell of nylons.

I then told my mother how I felt being constantly surrounded by two sexy women wearing sheer pantyhose and short dresses or skirts. That when they sat around the house with their skirts hiked up or legs akimbo that I just had to retire to my room to take my pleasure with a pair of their discarded pantyhose or nylon panties that I had stolen from the wash-basket.

"Oh Mike, I’m so sorry, I didn’t realise you had these feelings for your sister and me. I’ll talk to Eileen tonight and explain it all. I don’t know what I’m going to do about what happened between you and her though; you know what you did was not only morally wrong, It was illegal."

"There is only one thing for it. It will have to be our family secret; you must never tell anyone, ever, ok?"

"Of course mom, I promise," I whispered.

"And Eileen will have to be convinced of the same. That only leaves me, and of course I’m not going to say anything. I will not have my family split up"

"So there Mike, we can just put this nasty episode behind us ok?"

My mom smiled sweetly and I realised how much I loved her. But even then, with al this going on my eyes drifted to the hem of her skirt and her silken thighs. My mom’s eyes followed mine and I knew she had seen what I was looking at. She frowned.

"Take a shower Mike, get ready for college. I’ve a phone call to make then I’ll drive you, ok son?" she smiled.

"Ok mom," I said, and bounded off the bed and down the hall to the bathroom.

Everything was going to be ok, I thought to myself. We just won’t talk about what happened last night and things will return back to normal. I stripped off and got under a warm shower. As I soaped my cock and balls a tingle started and I couldn’t help but stroke my hardening cock I was thinking about how I had climbed on my sister and dry fucked her through her pantyhose and panties.

I couldn’t help myself I still had my fetish. I turned off the water and climbed out the shower, drying myself on the towel. Then I went exploring in the washing basket. Bingo! I found the pantyhose mom had been wearing last night. I pulled them out of the basket and put them to my face. I felt the sheer nylon caress my face and smelt the faint aroma of my mother’s vagina in the crotch of the hose.

My cock was now hard and I lowered the pantyhose down to it. I opened the hose and pulled one leg over my cock and started to wank slowly. The feeling of the sheer nylon of my mother’s pantyhose on the nerve endings of my erect member was exquisite. I forced myself not to speed up the slow, deliberate, movements of my right hand wanking my hardon. With my left hand I gathered up the rest of the silky garment and began to slowly massage my balls. My thoughts now were of the earlier part of last night, how I had slid my cock up and down my mother’s silken calves, clad in these very silken sheer pantyhose.

Then I heard my mother’s voice, distant but loud enough to bring me out of my reverie. She was on the phone in her bedroom, I decided I better stop my wanton pleasure and get ready for college or mom would be suspicious. That wouldn’t do now that It looked like I was going to get away with what was virtually the rape of my sister, and certainly incest with both her and mom, (even though mom didn’t know what I had done to her).

I threw my discarded clothes into the wash basket on top of the pantyhose I had been wanking into. After years of masturbating with my mom’s and sister’s nylon panties and pantyhose, I knew how to replace the garments so that they would not be suspicious. Although my sister Eileen had said she had noticed come stains in hers. I would have to be careful in future I though. I may have agreed not to engage in incest but I had no intention of giving up my fetish.

I left the bathroom doing up my shave coat, a ratty robe I only wore to and from the bathroom for the sake of modesty. As I passed mother’s room I overheard her talking softly into the phone,

"He’s only 18 doctor but he’s matured so fast. No I can’t tell you about it on the phone that’s why I want to make an appointment for me and him to see you as soon as possible!"

"Look you worked wonders with my depression when my husband went into prison, now I need you to help with a family crisis."

"No it’s mainly Mike and these depraved sexual urges he is having. I’ll explain it all to you before he goes in to see you, but you must keep it to yourself!"

"I know I have your word as my doctor, but what Mike’s been doing is pretty debauched. Ok then, we’ll be there in an hour, Mike thinks I’m taking him to college. Bye."

The fucking bitch! My mother the fucking bitch! My blood was boiling at this betrayal. I flung open the door just as my mom was hanging up. She was sitting on the bed next to the telephone on the nightstand. I stormed into the room and pushed her hard on her shoulders forcing her to fall back on the bed.

"You fucking bitch mom! You swore we would tell no one!"

She whimpered, I could see the fear in her face, "Mike its for the best. I have to get you some help if you are going to stay in same house with me and your sister."

"But you promised! We would all just say nothing, tell no one, and that would be it!"

"But Mike you need help!" she cried again.

Now I noticed how she had landed when I pushed her back on the bed. The hem of her white nurse’s uniform had ridden up and her legs were slightly parted. I could see her sexy sheer pantyhosed thighs tightly stretching the white cotton skirt. I felt my cock begin to harden and I looked into her face. Her makeup had started to smear because she was crying, the mascara darkening her eyes even more. My god she looked even sexier, sluttish in her pose, with her piled on makeup, dishevelled, and her skirt rucked up; she looked vulnerable. She looked fuckable !

"Oh I need help alright mom," I hissed.

"I need fucking help, the same kind of help sis gave me last night."

"So mommy are you going to help your son with this problem," I whispered harshly and opened my shave coat to reveal my hard throbbing cock to my mother.

"Mike! Son! No!" she screamed. "You can’t, please, cover yourself; I’m your mother for god sake!"

I was through talking; looking at her lying helpless on her bed only made me more aroused. As I leapt on her, my shave coat flew open, and I landed on top of her. I stretched her arms out and pinned her beneath me. I had landed directly on top of her with my legs between hers; my erect penis pushed against the cotton hem of her skirt and my face hovered over hers.

"Please Mike, stop this now, please have some respect for your mother," she whispered into my face only inches from hers.

Her breath was sweet, and looking into her sexy blue eyes and ruby lipsticked lips, I knew I couldn’t stop myself. I lowered my face onto hers and kissed her lips. She kept them tightly closed, but the taste of her lipstick and the feel of her fully clothed body against my almost naked body only inflamed my passions. I sighed and tried to force my tongue between her lips. My mother responded by squirming beneath me and wriggling to get free.

This was a disastrous mistake for my mother as her writhing caused her skirt to ride up further and my hard cock to come into contact with her pantyhosed thigh. I hung on to her, allowing her to move beneath me thus causing her nyloned leg to rub against my turgid penis. The feeling of her gossamer nylons on my cock was electrifying; along with the feel of her breasts inside her crisp white nurse’s uniform rubbing on my chest I was intoxicated with passion. The thought of finally consummating my deeply held secret passions for my mom in her uniform and pantyhose drove me to the peak of my desires.

"That’s it mommy, fight me if you want. You know my sister did at first, but she soon changed her mind," I whispered in her ear.

Then my mother realised what I was doing, holding on to her and allowing her struggle to inflame my passion. She lay still and looked me in the eyes.

"Well take what you want Mike. I won’t fight any more because I think that’s what you want. But remember you will have to live with consequences after," she whimpered.

I lowered my lips to hers and as they touched I whispered, "Fuck the consequences!"

I mashed my lips on hers and forced my tongue into her mouth. She didn’t respond but she didn’t fight either. Her lying prone and not offering any response at all only served to inflame me to greater passions. I put my hand between her legs and positioned my cock over her panty and pantyhose covered pussy and started to thrust slowly against her. I then eased my cock between the nylon gusset of her panties and the gossamer thin nylon of her sheer to the waist pantyhose covering her pussy. My cock was in a silken trap, caressed between her nylon panties and her hot cunt covered by her pantyhose.

I continued to kiss my mother as I humped her panty crotch, my cock was like a living thing, the sensation was so magnificent, better than anything I ever felt when masturbating, or even with my sister last night. I could feel the outline of my mom’s pussy lips through the hose and adjusted myself so my cock was between them. My precum was lubricating the nylon so I couldn’t tell if mom was aroused but she continued to lie there unresponsive.

I reached down with my hand and put a fingernail against the nylon covering her cunt and pushed until I felt the pantyhose tear. Still my mother didn’t move so I pushed forward with my hips. The tip of my cock forced its way through the hole in her pantyhose and was nestled in her pussy lips against the entrance to her cunt. I pushed forward again slowly but firmly and felt the head of my cock enter her. My mother grunted as my cock went inside her, but other than a flinch she made no effort to stop me. My mind was racing. I was fucking my mom! NO! I was raping my mom!

I pushed in further and found resistance. She was dry! It was obvious my mom was not going to capitulate and become a willing participant. I started a slow thrusting movement hardly moving my cock at all, just enough to get my precum lubricating my cock as I entered her further, millimetre by millimetre. We must have looked a sight, my mom lying on the bed her legs apart and her arms above her head held there by my free hand. Her skirt rucked up around her waist and her sheer nylon encased legs wide with me between them slowly humping and forcing my kisses on her, her heavy makeup smeared making her look like a whore.

Eventually I was fully inside her and my balls came to rest against the silken gusset of her panties that had been pushed aside to allow my entry. I was fighting off my orgasm; having to enter her slowly had helped. My precum had lubricated my mom’s cunt enough to enable my cock to fully penetrate her, but she was still very tight. My head was spinning with desire now and I knew the inevitable would happen soon, regardless of how slowly I fucked her.

I released the hold on her hands and lifted her silken pantyhosed legs up and around me. Mom didn’t fight; she hadn’t said a word other than the grunt as I entered her. She was just like a rag doll. Tears streamed slowly down her face and her eyes were closed. I shucked off the shave coat all the way so that I was fully naked and could feel the gauzy nylon of her pantyhose legs on my back and thighs. I pulled back my throbbing cock all the way and thrusted deeply into her, once, twice, three times. Each time I did, she grunted with the force of my thrusts. On the third thrust I pushed in as far as I could and rubbed my balls on her panty-ass and concentrated on the feel of her silken nylon legs against me. I exploded; torrents of come seemed to explode out my cock. The pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful.

I shuddered and groaned for what seemed like an eternity as I filled my mother with my hot seed. Eventually I came down from the plateaux of ecstasy and opened my eyes. I found myself looking at my mother’s icy blue eyes; they were devoid of emotion. She just stared up at me.

 

 

To be continued………………….

Fax and Fantasy: Chapter 2

Jolly1 on Incest Stories

Chapter 2

It was three days after having gotten herself off on her brother's bed, and a warm summer's day, that Jo decided the panties she was wearing had ripened enough. She had been wearing this particular pair for three days, making the garment filthy and ripe for her brother, the next time he decided to grab a pair from her bedroom floor for one of his masturbation sessions.

Jo felt sticky and filthy still wearing those panties. With it being warm, the garment had soaked up sweat, along with having accumulated the remainders of piss and cunt juice from the past few days. Jo hadn't bothered to be as thorough in cleaning herself as she usually was, for the specific purpose of making her panties a real treasure for her hot brother. She had also kept them pulled up in
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to the crack of her arse as much as possible, and didn't pass up an opportunity to let rip with massive farts whenever the moment arose.

Jo thought to herself that the filth of it could probably be 'wrung out' of them by now, and giggled to herself. Would her brother go for it? Or would he opt out and possibly wait for a cleaner pair. It was something Jo simply needed to know, in order to know how to proceed.

She looked out of her window, noticing her brother sitting in a chair sunbathing near the pool, and saw more opportunities.

She stepped out of her sticky panties, which proceeded to 'plop' to the floor, heavy as they were with the absorbed wetness, and proceeded to take a fresh shower before choosing out her skimpiest swim suit to go sun tanning close to her brother.

Looking at herself before going down and out to the pool, she regarded herself in the mirror, and saw a 5'10" tall 17-year-old with hair dyed blond, dressed in nothing but a very small bikini, barely covering her areolas, and thong bikini panties tightly hugging the bulge of her cunt in the front, and a narrow strip disappearing into the crack of her arse in the back.

'Let's see how I can go in showing him his sister's goodies,' Jo challenged herself.

She had a feeling she would be able to go far; and as it turned out, she was right.

***

Jo stepped out the backdoor, and immediately felt the hot sun on her skin. Holding her hand over her eyes to block the sun, she pretended to look around, yet was merely interested in seeing if her brother Michael had noticed her presence. He had.
Underneath her fingers she could see him raising his head and opening his eyes in a squint, looking in her direction.

Jo could see his mouth opening, and realized he couldn't stop himself completely from being openly stunned at how skimpy the swimming wear was that his sister had decided to wear.

Licking her lips and scanning for a chair, Jo remained standing in her spot, arching her back somewhat and sticking her chest forward. 'Take a good look at my fucking tits, brother,' Jo thought to herself as she felt on display for her sibling.

Finally she walked to the nearest chair, and dragged it toward a spot in the sun, close to her brother. She positioned the chair in such a way that it would be facing her brother. Being satisfied with it, she walked to the pool and jumped in to cool off.

In reality Jo wanted her swim wear to become transparent by the wetness, as it would (she selected it for that purpose), as well as having the cold water stiffening her nipples. No move she made was without its purpose; everything was meant to be for the benefit of putting on a display. Around her brother, Jo became an exhibitionist.

The 17-year-old climbed out of the water, and after walking to her chair, sat down in it. She adjusted the back so she would be in more of a horizontal position, and after putting on a pair of sunglasses, she laid back, her legs apart as far as they could without them falling off the sides.

Looking through her shades, Jo watched Michael without him knowing it. At least, without him knowing it for sure. His eyes were closed, and the girl used the opportunity to pull the crotch of her bikini thongs up, so more of it ended up in her cunt slit, and it no longer covered up her whole mound. Looking down, she could see some of her pubes sticking out from the sides as well as the shape of her slit being visible where the material had been pulled into her cleft. The transparency from the water also moderately revealed some of her meats behind it.
Feeling particularly horny, she finally manipulated her top in such a way that one of her stiff nipples was partially revealed, which was easy enough with the top being so small and covering so little.

In the knowledge that her brother could see some of her muff hair and some of her nipple, Jo laid back, her hands on her stomach, and feeling her cunt burn with sexual tension and anticipation. In the position that brother and sister were in as they sat tanning in their chairs, if Michael were to open his eyes and look at his sister, he would see her sitting perfectly with her feet in his direction, and reclined back, with her legs spread more than a lady should.
He would be able to peer between the soles of her feet and her legs and thighs, to where they joined at her crotch. He would see the point where the backsides and part of the insides of her thighs were separated by her buttocks with a crease. He would see how her butt cheeks were pressed flat by her weight as she was laying on them, and how it made them pressed tightly against each other, so that a slit was clearly visible that ran up to right under her cunt. He would see how the thin strip of her thong would come out of that slit between her butt cheeks, and widen so it would cover her cunt, although in this case some of that cunt was visible as the crotch was slightly pulled into the cleft, and some of Jo's dark pubes were sticking out from the sides.

In short, if Michael would look, he would get almost the same kind of view of his sister's that he would get if he would be laying on the floor on his back, and his sister would be standing over his head and he would be looking up between her legs.

And just as in that situation, in this situation too, he would be able to see his sister's cunt bulge out against the crotch of her thongs.

As Jo realized all of this, a shiver of perverse delight coursed through her body. It was such a nasty thought, and such a lewd, unladylike position to be in so close to her own brother, and she loved every second of it.

Jo lay with her head back somewhat, but was able to keep an eye on her brother the whole time. And it wasn't long before she could see him open his eyes and see his sister.

Without him knowing it, she watched him look at her. She could feel his eyes glide over her body, and it made her toes curl inwardly. As a matter of fact, it made the muscles in her entire lower body clench up, from her cunt to her arsehole. She could feel the entrance of her snatch as well as her anus tighten up and her buttocks clenching more tightly together. Immediately she hoped Michael would notice some of it, and he did.
The goose bumps spread over her body and her nipples tightened and stiffened to the maximum, and instantly she remembered that some of one of her nipples was exposed.

***

From his end, Michael was staring at his sister; his sister that seemed to be coming on to him more and more as the days went by. If she wasn't his sister, he would have probably bent her over a table already. But she was his sister, for Christ's sakes.
He may have become extremely sexually attracted to her, to the point of having the kinkiest, most perverted fantasies about her, but she was still his sister and he had to remember that. Flirting, jerking off thinking about her, using her yellow-and-brown stained panties on his cock, even. But not actually fucking her, or anything else going too far like eating her out or having her suck his prick. No matter how appealing the thought was.

He looked at Jo, and saw her lying back, her face lifted upward somewhat but still not being able to see her eyes under the rim of her sun glasses.
Did she even know how much of her goods she was putting on display?

The way she was laying there, he might as well have been lying down and looking up between her legs, but it wasn't just that.

He slid his stare slowly over her body. He looked at the soles of her feet, from her pink heel, over her wrinkled soles to her inwardly curling toes. His eyes wandered over her long legs, over the top of them and along the insides of them; they looked thick and muscular but Michael knew it was because they were lying on the leg rest of the chair. He looked up her legs and between them, seeing the slit where her buttocks were pressed tightly against each other, and seeing her thong appear as if out of nowhere from between them. It was a silly thought, but it was on moments like this that he wanted to be a thong more than anything in the world.

He realized it was his sister he was looking at when he looked at the crotch of Jo's bikini thongs and the blood rose to his cheeks, making them burn. The crotch seemed pulled up into his sister's slit to the point where he could see the shape of it, and he could clearly see that his sister didn't shave, as her dark pubic hair was visibly sticking from the sides. The damn thing even seemed to show most of her cunt right through them. He wondered if Jo knew how easy it would be to see through that material when it became wet.

Looking further upward, across her tight stomach, her smallish but nice tits were hardly covered by her bikini top. As a matter of fact, with one of her tits, the triangular shaped material that would hardly cover her nipples anyway, had shifted somehow to the point where half of her areola was visible, and a stiff, pink nipple stuck out right outside of it. For fuck's sake, he could actually see his sister's nipple, all stiff and pink.

He could see her nipple; he could see her pussy hair, and even what he couldn't really see he still could, somehow, simply by the shape of it. He thought he could even see his sister's buttocks tighten up and loosen, again and again. It looked so fucking hot, so inviting, he just couldn't help it.

Michael's cock started to stir, and within moments his swimming briefs had begun to tent without him even being aware.

***

Jo clenched her muscles again and again, not entirely voluntarily. The lust surging though her hot body made her feel anxious, and it made her cunt twitch, and her butt hole with it.

She had been watching her brother for some time now, and he was openly looking at her, most likely not even being aware how openly. She felt his gaze everywhere and she revelled in it. She could it feel every step of the way, how his eyes would focus on her feet, her legs, her crotch, her tits and her face. Whatever body part she felt he was looking at, started to tingle as she imagined his mouth on it. His saliva covering it, sliding over it; down it; in some cases, in between or into it. She imagined his mouth on every part of her body and being covered with her brother's warm spit.

Jo didn't know how much longer she would be able to hold out like this; she was driving herself nuts with her own thoughts. She was going nuts thinking about what Michael would do to her as she watched him staring at her body.

It was at about this point that she noticed it. She noticed the huge bulge in the crotch of his swimming trunks. He was hard! Her darling brother was looking at her and had a hard cock. She couldn't help licking her lips and moving her arse on the seating of the chair. She pretended it to be for adjusting herself, but what Michael didn't know was that she just couldn't help moving her arse because she was turned on beyond belief at the sight of her brother having a stiff dick from looking at her.

They were now turning each other on with their bodies, although Jo was the only one to know the other was looking at her.

The 17-year-old girl couldn't stand it anymore. She had to take care of business. There was hardly anything else to do with her brother still being unaware she was doing things on purpose. If only he could give him some view of something he hadn't seen yet. Her arsehole.

Yes, she had to figure out a way for him to see some part of her anus before going upstairs and wanking herself to a climax. She knew how to do it.

So Jo stood up from the chair with a seductive sigh, noticing her brother quickly closing his eyes and still not aware of his own bulge, and jumped into the pool for a few laps.
Right before getting out, she reached back between her arse cheeks and pulled the thong up, tightly into the crack of her arse and even more into the cleft of her cunt.

She climbed up, grabbed her sun glassed, and walked toward the side of her brother.

"Michael..." Jo said, a nervous tremor in her voice, "You want anything to drink?"

Michael opened his eyes, looked up to his sister, trying to avoid looking at her crotch and the nipple still sticking right out of the side of the patch that was supposed to cover it, and said: "Uhhh, sure. I'll have a coke."

Jo turned around, 'accidentally' dropped her sun glasses, and bent forward to pick them up as slowly as she could. She bent slowly through her knees in a slight squatting position, so that her arse was practically as the same height as her brother's head. And as she took her time picking her sun glasses up, she could feel the sun, as well as her brother's eyes, burn in the crack of her arse.

What Michael was looking at, not knowing that Jo knew, was a pair of his sister's spread globes, the crack of her arse and the thin strip of her thong running through it, and it covered her anus so sparingly that only the opening was covered by it.
Michael could, however, see the darker colour of the skin around her anus, as well as tiny hairs surrounding it and even the wrinkles of her arsehole on both sides of the strip of material of her thong. Before she got up, Jo clenched her muscles once, pulling the anal muscle tight into a puckered ring and making the wrinkles even more clearly visible as they were pulled together into the pucker that was only barely covered.

Jo hoped her brother was able to get a good, long look at her shithole, insofar as he could see it, and finally walked inside the house to get her brother his drink.

After having given her flushed, hard brother his coke, she smiled at him and walked back into the house, at which point Michael finally noticed how visible his arousal was. And yet, he didn't really care, if only because it was too late to do anything about it anyway.

Jo had quickly gone upstairs to her room. She leaned out the window so she could see her brother and put a pair of his boxers in her mouth. She put one foot on whatever was there so she could keep her legs apart, and as she watched her brother, she had one hand in her crotch and one in her crack. And as she looked at her brother she wanked her needy cunt and hungry arsehole.

Within minutes she would muffle the scream from her orgasm with her brother's underwear in her mouth, as her tight holes contracted around her greased digits.

Panting and satisfied, she allowed Michael's boxers to drop from her mouth, and slid her fingers from her holes, and as she kept her eyes on her brother, she sucked her fingers clean from cunt and arse juice, imagining the whole time that it is her brother doing the sucking, and that it is her brother who was tasting the rich flavours of her cunt and crapper.

***

Having frigged herself and releasing the tension, Jo could now go back down and sun bathe. With her own needs out of the way, she could tease her brother to her heart's content.

But she hadn't been lying on her chair for a whole minute, when she could hear someone in the house, and it wouldn't be long before her mother Jane came walking out of the house in her own bathing suit.

Jo suddenly felt pissed at her mother. Why the fuck did the woman have to disturb her fun with her brother? And that outfit, virtually as revealing as her own.
She did know she was dressed like that in front of her own children, didn't she?

What kind of mother would sun bathe in something that revealing in front of her own son and daughter? With jealous contempt Jo looked at her mother, whom she loved dearly otherwise. But she was fucking up her plans.

Jane was babbling something to Michael that Jo didn't pay any attention to, as the girl watched her mother find a chair and drag it to a spot in the sun not far away from the two of them.

Jo was steaming, and it wasn't alleviated when after a couple of minutes Michael lay tanning with his eyes closed, and she noticed her mother looking at her son in a way that seemed off. She seemed to regard him unlike a mother as she was oiling up her thighs with lotion, her eyes on her son's body and seemingly not his head at anytime.

The teenage girl, whom the mother didn't even seem to notice, watched her mother watch Michael as she was oiling the insides of her thighs now, near the bulging crotch of her dark bikini bottoms.

'How disgusting,' Jo thought, 'for a mother to check out her own son, right in the vicinity of her daughter as well.'

Jo had had enough.

She got up, and said: "If you need me, I'll be at Jill's place," before walking into the house and out of sight of a brother and mother who didn't even notice Jo's mood.

***

It was a few hours later, deep in the afternoon, when Jo came back. She had gone to her friend Jill's place and they had gone to the mall just to hang out. Jill was there obviously checking out the boys although Jo really wasn't interested in anyone but her own brother. Jill was no dummy, she knew something was up, and sooner or later she'd find out the deal.

Coming home and walking straight to her bedroom, Jo crashed to her bed, but it wasn't long before she suddenly remembered the scene at the pool. She got up quickly and looked out of her window, noticing that her mother was sun bathing, but her brother was gone.

He wasn't in his own room, because the door was open and nobody was inside. So he must be at one of his buddies.

Looking around her room absent minded, she suddenly noticed something.
Her panties; the filthy panties she had worn for days and had left on the floor earlier were no longer there.

That meant they could only be in one other place!

Knowing that her brother wasn't home, and her mother downstairs outside, Jo quickly walked into Michael's room, knowing exactly where to look.

She lifted his mattress and indeed, there they were. Her worn panties.

She picked them up, smiling, and realizing how nasty they were, and that her brother might have already used them. Her cunt was starting to leak at the thought.

Turning them inside out, the smile on her face disappeared and her mouth opened in surprise. She found the stains to be gone. The thing was wet as hell, but there was hardly a trace left of her bodily fluids.

In her mind, Jo knew how it happened and she pictured it.

She pictured her brother wanking his fat, juicy cock, a slimy film of pre-cum covering the purple head of it, thinking about the sight of his sister at the pool this afternoon, and having her used, filthy panties in his mouth.
She pictured him cleaning her filthy panties by sucking the dirty stains right out of them. Sucking the yellow cunt-juice-and piss stain from the crotch, and sucking the brown arse stain from the rear.
She pictured his large, hairy balls erupting and his cock spewing jizz like a fountain, his hot cum landing all over him from his thighs to his chest as he sucked his sister's dirt from her panties and his mouth was filled with the unmistakable, rich flavours of his sister's cunt and shithole.

And Jo's knees buckled, an orgasm thundering through her loins.

Fucking Valerie

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This is a true story. It happened in July 1987:



It was a rough day. It was mid summer, the air conditioning at work was at its usual inadequate temperature setting and my new boss was a real SOB. He was the type of person who, if he was drowning in a swimming pool, people would toss him an anchor. I trudged in, only half remembering an invitation to an early dinner party to which my wife had

The Teacher's Sucking Lips

Brigit Astar on Sex Stories

It was Friday afternoon very near the end of the sixth and final period of the school day. Jeannie Boyce sat at her desk in the classroom and watched the students gathering their books and papers and baggage and getting ready to dash out. The bell finally rang and she watched as the students scrambled and dashed for the door. She noticed that one of the students did not join the scramble. She saw him walk back to the rear of the classroom and open the door of the cloakroom and enter it. She waited at her desk for a
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few minutes, but the student did not come out of the cloakroom. She walked to the rear of the classroom, hesitated for a bit, and then opened the door and looked in the cloakroom. What she saw startled her to say the least. She saw the student standing there with his cock out stroking it. She couldn’t help but see that he had a full erection; his dick stood out hard and thick and throbbing as he stroked it up and down. She stood there speechless as he turned toward her, pointing his rigid prick at her and looking straight at her face as he rubbed his cock. She was at a loss what to do; she finally broke away and walked out of the cloakroom….

Later that day she kicked off her shoes and laid back in an easy chair in her apartment and sipped a drink as she reflected on the week that was. She pursed her lips and nodded in satisfaction. All in all, it had been a good week—far better than she had expected; for she had completed her first week of teaching, and nothing catastrophic had happened; she had made no major foul-ups, and nothing really bad had occurred. Her students were for the most part “okay”; a few were rambunctious, but that was to be expected from ninth graders—most of them fourteen or fifteen years old. Yes, all in all, it went pretty good, she thought, all but the incident of seeing the student in the cloakroom. She smiled wryly. But even that was not a catastrophe or a foul-up. It’s funny, she thought. I suppose I should have reported the boy, or admonished him, or something, but…my goodness, he just stood there, looking at me, and stroking his…Umm—his name is Calvin; fourteen, I guess…he just kept stroking it…thick and stiff for a fourteen-year-old boy—umm… Should I report him?…No, not for that…gee, but his—his thing was so thick and stiff—throbbing, straining, and he kept stroking it and pointing it at me—and looking at me…

Her throat and mouth were dry; she gulped and licked her lips; her heart was absolutely thudding, and a fizzy tingling had begun in her pussy and had shot upward to her breasts…

She sighed and wagged her head. Ah—it’s been too long, she thought; too long since I had a…how long? Three months? It’s just that—here I am, in this new position; I don’t know anyone yet—at school or anywhere else—first week of school and teaching and all…

Periodically, through the weekend, she found herself thinking of the student, of his stroking his thick stiff throbbing prick, pointing it right at her, and looking at her as he stroked the cock….

The following Monday she was in the middle of her sixth period class; she had given her students problems to be solved, and they were to raise their hands if they needed help. She saw the boy raise his hand and she walked back to him. He sat in the last row in the rear, his desk behind all the others. She stood over him, and he pointed down on his workbook. “I don’t understand how to do this,” he said. As she looked down she saw that he had his hand on his crotch and was stroking it. She saw that he had a bulging hard-on.

Toward the end of the sixth period, she passed out graded papers to the students; she walked around the room handing the papers to them. When she walked back to his desk to give him his paper she saw that he had pulled his cock out and was stroking it. He looked straight at her as he rubbed his thick stiff throbbing cock.

The bell rang and the students scrambled and dashed for the door—all but Calvin. She noticed that he had made his way to the cloakroom.

Her throat and mouth were suddenly dry; her heart thumped. She got up and walked back to the cloakroom, hesitated, and then opened the door.

The boy stood there stroking his cock. Jeannie looked down at it, and gulped and licked her lips. He walked toward her and tugged his cock up. Jeannie gave out a little gasping sound, and then she went down on her knees, grasped his hips, opened her lips and took the prick in.

The boy clutched her head and drove his dick in her mouth, and she began sucking his cock.

The boy was no virgin; he knew what to do. He let her suck his prick for a few minutes, but he didn’t want to shoot his wad in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her. In just a few minutes, he had her down on the floor and was pumping his cock in her pussy,

Jeannie had her arms and legs wrapped around him and was fucking back at him. She was so wrapped up in the fucking that she failed to hear the door of the cloakroom being opened or see the person who had opened it and had stood there for a few minutes watching. The door closed again….

The next day Jeannie was surprised and alarmed to receive a summons to the principle’s office. She felt a sense of trepidation about it, and wondered what it could be. Maybe an evaluation, she thought.

She entered the office and looked nervously at the principle, Mr. Stone. He was a heavy-set man with a ruddy complexion and a flinty look. He didn’t glare at her but he did fix her with a somber gaze. He stood up from his desk and moved around it and came to within three feet of her. He held a folder.

“Ms. Boyce, I’ve been reviewing your file,” he said. “You’ve been teaching here for a week.” He closed the folder and pitched it onto the desk.

“Yes, sir,” she replied. “This makes my second week.”

“And how do you like teaching here?”

“Oh, I like it, sir, it’s great. Everything about it has been good.”

“You want to continue teaching here?”

“Why, yes sir. Very much so.”

“Well, I’m afraid that may not be possible.”

Jeannie quailed back till her rear end touched against the desk. “Wha…what, sir? Uh—I mean—I don’t understand.”

“Well, I’ll make it clear to you. Your behavior, your conduct, has been, shall I say, less than becoming. To be specific, you’ve committed an act, which has no grounds for appeal. I refer to your actions with your student in the cloakroom yesterday.”

Jeannie’s face blanched and her lower lip dropped. She started to speak, but nothing came out but a stutter.

“Of course, there is no excuse or appeal you can make. Ordinarily, you would be summarily dismissed immediately—terminated, and I don’t have to tell you that it would mark the end of your teaching—anywhere. I would be the one to dismiss you—it’s up to me.”

“Mr. Stone—I don’t think—I mean—I—“

“Ms. Boyce, yesterday, when you were in the cloakroom, you didn’t see or notice the door being opened and someone seeing you with the student. That someone was I, Ms. Boyce. I saw you and the student, saw what you were doing. So there’s no need for you to deny it or try to justify it.”

She gulped, wagged her head and looked down. There was nothing she could say.

“As I said, Ms. Boyce, it’s up to me, if you are dismissed or not. Now, the way I see it is this: Perhaps something can be worked out. It’s up to you, Ms. Boyce.”

“Something can be worked out?”

“Yes, Ms. Boyce. You know what I mean. It can be worked out—here and now.”

She saw the way he was looking at her body. She also saw the pointed throbbing bulge in his pants. She then realized what the score was. And she also realized that she really had no choice, and there was no decision to be made anyway. Of course she would acquiesce.

“What…what do you want me to do?” she asked.

He walked over to the door and locked it, and then came back and stood close to her. “You know what to do,” he said. He nodded toward her blouse. “The top--and the bottom.”

She understood and she complied. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. Then she slid her skirt down. He nodded. “Okay, all the rest too—the top—and the bottom.”

She unhooked her bra and pulled it off, and then slid her panties down and off.

Mr. Stone looked at her naked body, and he gave out an “Umm.” He reached out and clutched her titties and rubbed and squeezed them. He grasped her behind her legs and lifted and pushed her back onto the desk, and lifted her legs and drew them back. He went down on her, rubbing his mouth on her pussy and sliding his tongue along the slit. He clasped her hips and jammed his tongue in her cunt.

Jeannie gasped at the sensation of his tongue jabbing in her pussy. She thrust her cunt up, pressing it on his mouth.

He slid his tongue out and pulled her forward. He hurriedly unbuckled and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. He grasped her around her hips and pulled her forward onto his prick.

He drove his thick hard cock up her cunt, digging it in, stuffing it deep. Then he pulled back a few inches and drove it forward again.

Jeannie wrapped her arms around his shoulders and locked her legs around his waist. He then proceeded to fuck her royally.

“Ohh, ahh, unh, ahh,” Jeannie gasped and fucked back at him.

He went down on her tits, licking and sucking them as he pumped the meat to her.

“Unh, ahh, ooh—ahh, ummm,” Jeannie cooed out as he screwed her cunt.

He gave a mighty heave and crammed his cock in her cunt and let her have it. He squirted a gob of cum deep in her pussy.

Jeannie thrust her cunt up and tightened her muscles. Her pussy sucked on his cock, sucking up his cum.
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Jeannie felt good about it. She knew that now she was “protected”; she knew that the principal was on her side, so to speak. She was free—free to suck and fuck, and she intended to do just that.

At the end of the sixth and final period of the school day, Jeannie went to the cloakroom where the fourteen-year-old student had gone. She sucked his cock, and he fucked her mouth. She wrapped her legs around the boy, and he thrust his prick in her cunt. “Ahh—fuck me, boy, fuck your teacher,” Jeannie gasped to him, as he pumped his boy cock in his teacher’s pussy. “Ah yeah, umm—so fucking good,” she cooed.

He drove his dick up her cunt and squirted his boy cum deep in her pussy. “Ooh yeah—oh sweet fucking boy, ummm yeah,” she panted as he pumped cum in her cunt.

This is great, Jeannie thought. I can suck and fuck every day here at school…and there are dozens of students here—boys with nice stiff cocks just waiting to be sucked and to fuck their teacher. And there’s the principal Mr. Stone also. I’m going to suck him too.

There was a boy in her third period class that she had her eye on. He was fifteen years old, and big and husky for his age. She got him in the cloakroom, and he couldn’t believe his good fortune. His teacher sucked his cock, deep-throating him. Then she got on her hands and knees with her ass sticking up and told him to fuck her from behind. He drove his boy cock up his teacher’s rear-end.

Jeannie was in heaven. This is so great, she thought. All the cock I could want is right here in this school. All I could want to fuck me…all the cock I could want to suck.