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Naked Day Part 2

argore2112 on Incest Stories

Trish her Mom and her Dad got to our house at about 9:30am and everything went without a hitch getting the family out of the house

no one even had time to take off a coat. The luggage came in from the cab they had taken from the airport, Dad and my Uncle

got in his car and drove off to the game. Mom and my aunt got in her car and drove off to their day out.

My Mom asked a purely routine "ar

Just 1 Crazy night ill remember

jayloves69a on Incest Stories

The Crazy Night i'll Remember forever

I am 18, and i still live with both of my parents, with 3 younger sisters and 2 older brothers, i am male. This mainly started a year ago about 3 weeks after Christmas.


I was 17 at the time and as usual i got home from work and my mother had already prepared a huge meal for us, so me, 2 of my sister and 1 brother + parents were eating our lasagne. When one of our neighbours knocked on the backdoor. My father answered, and they were whispering, my dad stood outside and closed the door behind him. We thought nothing of it so we continued to eat our food.


10  Minutes later my  dad  re-enters with t
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he neighbour  and shouts  me over for a  chat.  I know do to cross my father  so without hesitation i walked over as we started the conversation.


My dad and the neighbour explained that  him and his wife were going on a cruise around the mediteranian, but there baby sitter had won some money on the lottery to days before and she has left the country and bought a villa in spain. Which means that there is no-one to look after the children while they are away, he asked my dad whether or not I was able to look after the kids for 3 days. I wanted to say No but my father insisted it would be good for me, and its easy because there as school most on the day. (Also i was getting paid £300 for 3 days work!!!).

After the neighbour left we were watching TV while my dad microwaved his lasagne and ate it during watching a film we reasontly downloaded off the internet. We negleted to tell my mother earlier so my father thought he should now tell her. After explaining that i will be staying at our neighbours for 3 days while there away my sister Amy jumped out of her seat and shouted, can i stay also, PLEASE!!!. My dads reaction was a stern NO but my mum felt that my sister was old enough at 16 to stay next door for 3 days with her brother. We father after a brief conversation with my mother said yes to my sister (which i wasn't 100% happy about). We got to bed early because Mr. and Mrs. Appleton were leaving at 10am and wanted us to be there at 8am.

My alarm was buzzing and i rolled over and smacked the alarm clock and tried to go back to sleep, as i was about to dose off my sister came running in the room with nothing but a night gown screaming we have to go come on, in a really excited voice like it was christmas all over again. I turn over and look at the alarm it read 07:36. I threw off my cover and sat of the bed to wake myself off while i stretched.

I noticed my sister stood still and stared at me, i was confused, as i followed her eyes i noticed that an ince of my penis was sticking out of my boxers, i quickly covered while placing them back in. I looked and my sister and said "fucking hell amy why did you just stare next time tell me or just walk out of the room for fuck sake".
She didnt answer she just left the room and walked downstairs. I began to get dressed while wondering why was she staring.

After we finished breakfast, we made our way over to the neighbours house and knocked on. I heard someone shout from within "Come In" so i turned the handle and we entered the house. Shortly after we were greeted my Mr. Appleton, he rushly said the kids need to be in school my 9am and leave elizabeth in bed she isn't feeling very well. There was a loud beep and Mr and Mrs Appleton made there way to the taxi while waving in the top windows at the children. Jimmy (9) and Anthony (13) both came up to us and started shouting and annoying the fuck out of me, so i put some cartoons on the TV and left them to it while me and Amy had a look around the house.

The Kitchen was a mess, pots everywhere and bits of food on the floor, we started to make our way up stairs, directly in front of us was a toilet, and it was horrible, i didnt look like it had been cleaned in years, we both nearly vomited at the sight, we closed the door and went to the next room, it was the boys room. Games, toys, cars and DVD's all over the place, we picked up the first ps2 game, Need for Speed underground "Nice" i have a quick look at the games and the bottem one was a porn flick. I didnt show my sister, i just placed it back and walked out with a grin on my face. The second room was the master bedroom, it was a great bedroom huge bed and electronics everywhere. We walked to the final room, which was obviously Elizabeths room, i was going to stick my head round to have a view inside when my sister stopped me and said "no, stop we shouldn't its private in there, theres someone in the room." I just moved my sisters hand off my arm and peered round the door. What i seen my great a 16 year old sitting there fingering herself spazing out of the bed. I turned to my sister and just said nice room. Now i had a bulge in my pants and i hoped my sister didnt see it.

We walked down the stair and one of the kids ran up to me and said "whats that in your pants" I was liek shit! my sister positioned her head so she good get a glance of what the boy was talking about. I replied to the kid "its my mobile phone", and the kid just went back to watch more cartoons. My sister just turned to me with a grin on her face and said "james you dont have a phone whats that bulge haha". I must have went red through embarrisment.

After i dropped the kids as school i returned and my sister and Elizabeth were watching some sort of DVD. So i just went up stairs and crashed on the bed in the large room. Elizabeth woke me up and told me its 3pm i was like fuck coz i had to pick up the kids at 3:15 so i rushed outside and went to the school. When i got back i made the food for the kids let them play out till 7ish and then they came back and went straight to bed. Elizabeth and my sister were in Elizabeths room. I was bored so i decided to go upstairs and borrow that porn film i seen. Downstairs i place the DVD in and started watching it. It was a little boring Soft porn not the hardcore stuff. While watching it i whiped out my dick and started the slowly masterbate. After 2 minutes i heard some quiet giggling behind me, it was Elizabeth. I reached over and turned the film off while trying to cover myself.

Elizabeth pounced on me and stopped me from pulling my pants up, she said "hey an eye for and eye, a tooth for a tooth" i replied what the fuck are you on about leave me alone.She said hey i seen you looking at me earlier now its my turn. She moved her hands down and grabbed my dick and started jacking me off, which i liked so i just let her do it. She slowly moved her head down and started sucking on my cock. I leaned my head back, and let the pleasures overwhelm me, she stook a show stop i was about to look down but she started sucking again so i didnt mind. After a good couple of seconds i felt something on my face someone had there hands over my eyes and yes "guess who?" I moved the hands and turned round and saw Elizabeth standind there with no clothes on and i just stared. After a couple of seconds i thought to myself "then who is sucking me off?"

I moved my head and and there she was Amy was sucking my dick, i jumped up and said what are you doing your my sister, i stood there with my rock hard cock sticking out and looked at amy who was also fully naked, and stared at her shaved pussy. Elizabeth just stood next to Amy and said "you like us then whats the problem" Elizabeths right hand started to move
with her index finger enxteded, as she slowly placed her finger in my sisters pussy and moved it around, a small amount of pre cum just dripped on my dick and landed on the carpet, i still stood there not able to move my sister walked forward and bend down to start sucking my dick again i stood there with pleasure as a i watched Amy sucking me off and Elizebeth lying on the floor lick out Amy, I was in heaven all 3 of us just stood there completly naked in heaven. Soon i was started to feel i was about to cum and i started moving fast and my right leg just stiffened up, i was about to climax when someone opened the front door i heard a voice shout "Hey Amy and James its just me"...

To be continued...

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Daddy's Little Girl Grows Up Fast

g_goyal2000 on Incest Stories

I can't wait to get home. As soon as the bell rings I leap out of my desk and leave my English class. I skip cheerleading practice today because I have plans to go to Brook's house where we are all going to play spin the bottle. I walk home and go straight to my room to get ready.

What should I wear? I tear off my tiny t-shirt and cutoff shorts and stand in front of my closet in my white cotton bra and panties. I catch my reflection in the mirror and notice my nipples are hard against my bra....maybe I shouldn't wear a bra to Michelle's place? So I watch myself take it off and my fourteen year old breasts jiggle as I release them. I start to touch my boobs. They are so firm and lush....my nipples are so pink. They feel so nice when I touch them.

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I hear my dad call my name downstairs...."Tiffany?" Oh no...I forgot to give him a hug when I got in....He hates it when I forget and I love to give him a hug...My dad is so wonderful and strong...He can lift me up and swing me around...He is like superman to me....I know I will never find someone as amazing as he is....My mom is so lucky, but she is always out of town...Poor Dad...he works so hard all day and has no wife to come home to....I bet he really looks forward to my hugs...."Hold on Dad!" I yell as I quickly scan my closet and find a perfect short black skirt...I slip off my panties and put the skirt on in a hurry then reach for my hot pink halter...

My door flies open. My daddy barges in. "DAD! I am getting dressed!!" I hold the halter up to cover my breasts. My daddy stops cold. His eyes rake over me and I see his face flush. "You're not leaving the house dressed like that!" he exclaims.

I look down at my tiny skirt showing off a generous amount of my thighs. I know it makes me look incredibly sexy and that is exactly why I wanted to wear it. "Yes I am, Daddy!"

He walks threateningly towards me. His eyes darken in anger and he points his finger as he says..."No you won't Tiffany! Do you know what the boys will think if they see you in that?"...he looks me over once more...slower this time and his eyes rest on my barely covered breasts. My stomach flips in excitement. Whoa...Why am I get horney looking at my daddy...It's true he is majorly hot...All my friends think so....and when they come over they always flirt with him. Just the other day Pamela was batting her eyelashes at him while she said "Sean, are you going to come to the football games and watch us cheer? We love to see you in the stands." I remember the way he looked at her making me so jealous...He kept staring as she bent over on purpose, to expose her big breasts falling out of her top...I quickly got her to leave....he's my daddy and I only want him giving me attention....and now he was giving me his full attention and I couldn't help but start to feel warm all over.

He looks into my eyes and sees the lust there....and walks slowly toward me as he says..."I think you need to be punished...you need a good spanking"...he grabs the halter from my hands and flings it to the ground...my pretty tits are exposed and my nipples get so hard they feel like they are going to pop. My daddy looks down at them and I see his sexy hazel eyes growing dark with desire. He pulls me to him and my breasts brush against his chest...."Oh Daddy," I say with pure wanton.....he says, "You can't stop me....there's no avoiding it now"...as he sits on my bed and pulls me over his knee....I can't believe he was going to spank me! He hasn't done that since I was seven when I was caught watching him and mommy have sex.....I remember thinking what it would feel like to be mommy...I didn't understand it much back then but that memory stayed with me and the first time I played with my clit I thought about Daddy and how his strong body slammed into mommy so rough and hard. I still get wet thinking about it now. His body was hot and sweat pored off him while he moaned as he came in her...I loved to watch his butt as it tightened and how hard he grabbed mommy's big breasts...My daddy is so powerful and my mommy was going crazy as he fucked her hard....but boy did I get punished when they found me hiding in their closet watching...and now seven years later, my dad wants to spank me again....I don't think so!

"No!!!" I scream as I struggle to get off his lap. His strong arms hold me down and I realize there is no way to escape his grasp. I try to cry but he tells me to stop the crocodile tears so I struggle some more as his hand slaps hard on my bottom. All my struggling lifts my skirt higher and higher until it is bunched around my waist and my bare ass is exposed. "Why aren't you wearing panties?!" my dad yells.... I stop struggling and my daddy slaps his hand down on the naked skin and it starts to sting...I cry out in pain...."Never disobey me!" he says...."Okay," I say submitting to him...what was I thinking... I knew my daddy would never let me leave the house dressed like I was... was I really just dressing up for him? I feel so confused as my daddy starts to rub my sore bottom and I can feel his huge cock harden underneath me. I feel wetness between my legs and my clit swell.

He starts to caress my bare ass and squeeze it. "Maybe I should show you what those boys would want to do to you if they saw you dressed that way."..."Okay," I say, wanting him to show me....He lets his hands slide between my legs and feels the wetness there. He inserts a finger inside me. "Yes," I moan in pleasure. "Oh Baby girl, you are so tiny and pretty," he says. I'm still thrown over his lap as he starts to finger my little pussy..."Daddy makes you so wet." "Yes you do Daddy." "Do you want Daddy to teach you." "Yes please," I say. He takes his fingers out of me and lifts me up so I am sitting on his lap facing him. My tiny black skirt still bunched up around my naked teen body. "Are you sure?" he asks. I nod my head yes and I kiss him on the mouth. As I pull back from the kiss the reaches his hand behind my head and pushes my head back to him. He starts kissing me deeply and roughly. I've never been kissed this way before. It feels so good and daddy starts to touch my boobs, gracing over my nipples and kneading them hard.

He pushes me down on the bed and stands above me. He is so glorious as he towers over me. He sheds his clothes as I gaze adoringly at his magnificent body. His cock stands so tall and thick. I am afraid of it, but excited by it at the same time. "I want you Daddy," I say. "And you will have me," he says and he rips my skirt off from around my waist. "Daddy?" "Yes baby?" "I've wanted you since I was seven years old." My daddy looks at me in surprise. "If only I had known," he said. He traces my lips with his finger. "You are so beautiful Tiffany. I don't like hurting you and this is going to hurt at first, but I promise I'll stop if you don't like it." I look up at my amazing daddy and say, "I know I'll love it Daddy because it's you." "Ahhhh sweet baby girl you are so precious," he says as he starts to trail kisses all over my body. He puts his face between my legs and begins to kiss my young cunt, then he starts to lick the teeny clit and I begin to moan with pleasure and arch towards his tongue. He places his finger inside me as well and my body begins to tremble. I feel the greatest feeling building inside me and I burst with it. "Dadddddddddddy," I scream out as I orgasm hard, my body rocking back and forth in rhythm with his finger inside me. He looks up at me and smiles slowly. His sexy smile makes my clit swell again wanting him more than ever.

"Now it's time to teach you how to touch a man," he tells me. "Okay Daddy," I nod my head as he pulls me up. "Get on your knees sweetheart." I crouch before him rubbing my breasts on his hard cock on my way down. His big shaft is staring me in the face and I can't help but touch it. "Yes," he says. I start to squeeze it hard. "No, no, no!" he says. "Gently." He guides my hand in a rhythm around his thick cock. "I love the way it feels," I say. "Me too baby." He guides me faster and faster and I can feel it growing even harder and bigger. He takes my hand away. "Good girl. Now open your mouth real wide." I lick my sweet lips and open my mouth as wide as I can as he shoves his big dick into it. My mouth stretches wide to accommodate him. He tells me to suck like I am sucking on a straw and I do and I can taste some cum dripping out, so salty and so sweet. I look up as I keep sucking. My daddy looks so hot as he closes his eyes and enjoys my mouth. I love my daddy so very much!

My daddy looks down to see my face as I suck. He smiles and tells me what a good girl I am. I hope he knows what a good daddy he is. He always gives me everything I want and now he is giving me what I want most.

Daddy takes his cock out of my mouth and tells me to get back on the bed with my back facing up. I do it. He starts to rub his cock on my ass and in between my butt cheeks. You are so cute baby girl he says in amazement...he places his finger at my teeny ass hole and pushes it in. "Oh!" I exclaim. He takes it out. It's too soon for that," he says, "maybe next time." "Turn over."

I turn over, my breasts jiggling as I do. He lies on top of me and kisses me over and over again. I can feel his cock getting so hard against my inner thigh. Then he places his cock at my tiny pussy hole and starts to push in slowly and I feel pain as he rips his way inside me but I still want him more than anything I have ever wanted! He kisses me as he starts to thrust harder. I place my arms tightly around him and wrap my legs around him too, squeezing him deep inside me. Tears are streaming down my cheeks in pain. "Are you okay?" he asks. "Yes," I nod...and I am. As my daddy fucks me harder and faster, the pain starts to dissipate and is replaced by the greatest pleasure I have ever felt. I start to moan and writhe beneath him. "That's it...that's my baby girl...can you feel Daddy's big cock inside you." "Yes Daddy," I shout as my orgasm builds and explodes. I tremble with every wave of pleasure and my tight twat contracts around my daddy's big cock.

Daddy looks down at me as he pumps me hard...his eyes are dark with lust and love and he shoves deeper and deeper into me. "I love this Daddy." "Me too," he says and he starts to go even faster and harder, pounding my small body with his giant rod. "Yes Daddy," I say as my body starts to tremble again. "I'm going to cum inside my little baby." "Yes Daddy, please fill me up with your seed." Daddy tightens up and shoots off like a rocket inside me as I orgasm again. I feel his warm seed shooting inside me. The sensation is amazing and I know I never want it to end.

"Did you like it sweetie?" Daddy asks as he pulls out and lays next to me, scooping me into his arms. "I loved it," I say. Our hearts are still racing and we lay together until the beat returns to normal. "I feel so wet," I say. Daddy looks between my legs. "I made you bleed some, baby." You're so small and since Daddy is so big I tore your tiny cherry." Daddy stares at my cunt for a long time. "It's so perfect and tiny," he says as he caresses it. "It's sore Daddy." He kisses it and then comes up to lay next to me. "All better?" "Yes Daddy," I say, "You make everything better." He kisses me deeply on the mouth again and holds me so tight.

"Um...Daddy? Can we keep doing this?" "Only if you want to," Daddy says. "Well I do want to Daddy, everyday." "Then yes, baby, we can do this everyday." I rest my little head across his broad, strong chest and drift off to sleep, dreaming of my perfect daddy.

- The End

Daughter's Sex Lessons 4

WildWest on Incest Stories

Scott was pleasantly surprised when he woke up with very rigid hardon, Jenna was rapidly bobbing her head up and down taking Scott’s cockhead in her mouth. She suddenly stopped and then slowly went down driving his thick cock deep down her throat. Scott stared at her in amazement, thinking, look at this little slut take all my cock deep in her throat. Jenna slowly lifted her mouth and took her two hands and started jacking off Scott’s cock. As Jenna was jacking off Scott’s cock, she said, I’m sorry if I woke you daddy, but seeing how hard your cock was and standing straight up, made me feel so hot, I wanted your cum in my mouth. Scott replied, that’s O.K. honey, keep on doing what you were doing. Scott thought, this little slut really loves to eat cum, her mouth is going to be busy perfor

A Gift I Never Wanted (The Beginning)

PowPow216 on Transgender Stories

Time: 1548 B.C.

Place: Ancient Egypt



It was Early morning. Nefertiti had only been queen for almost 2 years now. Akhenaten, her husband, had gone off to do his duties for his people for a couple weeks. He had left his beautiful wife in charge. Nefertiti was the most beautiful of all queens who have ever ruled over Egypt. Neferetiti had long black hair, a pair of beautiful hazel eyes, slim and

Oliver Teases His Sister III

bob12 on Incest Stories

I couldn’t believe it; my beautiful little sister was stripping for me – so I would stop tickling her. Although, I doubted that was the whole truth. A lusty expression was on my face, as she teased me yet again by pulling her shirt up just below her bra.
Miracle laughed. “Calm down, Oliver. Nothing’s off yet.”
I huffed. “Easy for you to say.”
With that, she got back t
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o her task. Miracle slid her shirt off of her head and tossed it on the floor beside her.

We never bathed together when we were younger; or anything like that. Occasionally, I got a few peeks. However, I have never seen her topless before. Her breasts weren’t very large. She was a B, or so. But, I liked it that way. 
Miracle turned around and shook her butt a little bit, unbuttoning her jeans and pushing them down just a little. After doing this a few more times, and looking over her shoulder at me with a seductive little smile, she finally slid the jeans off of her hips and then kicked them to the side. Adorning her hips were a pair of pink and white striped string bikini panties. I wasn’t too sure; but it seemed as if there was a small wet spot, as well. Turning around, the girl grinned at me; thoroughly enjoying every moment of this. She wasn’t the only one.
With one final wiggle of her hips, she plopped down on the couch beside me.
“That’s it?” I questioned, an eyebrow arched at her.

“Don’t you think you should be grateful with what you’ve got?” Miracle asked me.
I moaned softly. If I pushed her too much; then I wouldn’t be getting anything. “You’re rather good at that.” I observed.
She giggled. “I know…”
I was beginning to realize that Miracle wasn’t as naïve as I had previously thought. She knows what her little strip tease did to me. However, I knew what happened when she was in control of situations. And I just couldn’t let that happen. So, I changed the subject. “Any plans for today?” I asked suddenly.

“Nope… you’ve got me all to yourself today,” she grinned mischievously. She wasn’t going to make this easy for me.
“Actually, I’m going out with some friends,” I said casually, with a small shrug; staring at her face to study her reaction. Her grin faded. “Where? With who? You’re leaving me?” she asked, with a frown.
“My friends asked me if I wanted to go somewhere tonight. I’ll be back later.” I told her. She scowled at me.
With that, I got up and headed into my bedroom to look at some porn.

An hour passed, and I went into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. The whole time, I didn’t hear Miracle at all. This made me slightly nervous. A couple more hours passed. By now, I was looking good; with a black dress shirt and dark wash jeans. I trotted downstairs; not seeing my sister anywhere. I shrugged, and glanced at the clock. It was almost six o’clock. “MIRACLE!” I yelled, glancing around the house. “I’m leaving!” Nothing. I bit my lip. She’s probably just mad I’m leaving, and ignoring me. I thought, shaking my head.
With that, I grabbed the car keys to my father’s car; which he left, in case we needed to go anywhere. Shutting the door behind me, I drove to my friend’s house; where we were meeting at.
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For some reason, Miracle was in the back of my mind the entire time I was out. Walking into the house, I slipped out of my shoes and shouted, “Miracle!” I waited a few moments. No answer. Was she really that annoyed at me? I looked in the kitchen for a note; if she had decided to leave, or something. I didn’t find one. I looked around the house; wondering what the hell could have happened to my sister. Then, I heard a noise. I tilted my head to the side. Miracle? I heard the noise again and walked toward it. It led to me Miracle’s bedroom door. Quietly, I opened the door. To my utter shock, there was Miracle lying across her bed. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip. Her jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped; her hand was in them. I stifled a laugh. I would have never imagined my sister would ever masturbate. My next thoughts were whether to barge in, or walk away. I could always tease her about it later.
I lingered a few more moments and then tiptoed to my room and stripped down to some comfier clothing. I stood there, in my sweatpants, totally dumbfounded; and moreover; curious. What had she been thinking about? How could I casually mention this to her? Could I even get her to reveal what her thoughts had been? I would certainly try.

I headed back into the living room and flipped on the television. Shortly after, I heard footsteps coming down the steps. “Oh, hey Ollie.” She said, noticing me on the sofa. “How was your date?” she teased, walking into the kitchen to prepare some dinner.
“Mm, it was good,” I winked at her.
“You hungry?” she asked.
“Nah, I got some food, when I was out.” I told her. I switched the channel again, to the movie Texas Chainsaw Massacre. She emerged out of the kitchen, bowl of macaroni and cheese in hand.

“Oliver!” she whined. “This movie scares the shit out of me!” Miracle said.
I shook my head at her. “That makes no sense, Miracle. You love horror movies.”
“Everyone except this one.” She told me. I chuckled.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll protect you from the big, bad chain saw killer.” I cooed, patting the seat next to me. She rolled her eyes, but sat down. Miracle jumped a few times and was quiet for most of the movie. About half way through, I put an arm around her; gauging her reaction. She didn’t so much as look at me. More time passed. She sat sideways now, stretching her legs across my lap.

After the movie was over, I decided now was the time to confront her. I glanced over at her. “So, Miracle…” I began. “I’m wondering. What do you think about when you’re masturbating? Or do you look at porn or something, before?” I asked, as causally as possible.
This clearly took her by surprise. “I don’t masturbate.” Miracle told me, with a disgusted look on her face.
I chuckled. “I saw you earlier. I came, and couldn’t find you. I heard some noises. They led me to your room. And the noises were you, moaning,” I explained.
Her face was frozen. Apparently stripping for me was one thing; and me know that she masturbated was another. A glare appeared on her face and she took her legs off of me. She didn’t know what to say.

“It was actually kinda hot…” I told her, with an amused smirk. “Made me horny.”
“You were watching me!?” she cried out, letting out a soft growl.
“Ooh, that’s hot. Growl at me some more,” I said smiling at her. She looked as if she was going to kill me.
“OLIVER!” she yelled, standing up. I stood up as well, towering over her.
“Damn, Miracle. I wish you’d scream my name like that more often,” I said.
Apparently that did it. She lunged at me. Taken by surprised, she knocked me to the ground. Once I realized what had happened, I shook my head and moved so that her arms were spread out on the floor. My hands were pinning her wrists the ground and I was kneeling over her. She was breathing hard and glowering up at me. I took a deep breath and arched an eyebrow down at her.
“I will admit; you took me by surprise there.” I nodded. She just glared up at me. Miracle still didn’t say anything. So I dared to continue. “That was hot. You should be aggressive like that more often.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her.
There was silence between us for awhile, and her face softened. Her body relaxed. “You are something.” She finally said to me, shaking her head. I laughed. “You want it.” I winked at her. Miracle began to laugh.

“Can you get off of me?” she asked. I stared at her for a bit. Then, I made a decision. Lowering my head, I gently planted my lips to hers.   

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A daughter's Love (Repost)

DigitalDad43 on Incest Stories

There are so many things in life that you just don't think about, such as gravity, marshmallows, or getting broadsided in you car and a lazy Tuesday. Having sex with my daughter was on of those things I just had never thought about, correction I never thought about it until it happened.

Let me give you a little background to lay the foundations of what really happened that night. Me and my wife were at that time only married 20 years, she as you may have wondered still to this day does not know of the  encounters that my daughter and I had. The later encounters are probably more of the "steamy" kind, the ones that most people want to know about, those may come later. But this time, this moment is where it all began.

It was a cool winter nigh
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t; my daughter of only 16 at the time came in to the bedroom where my wife and I were asleep. For us this was nothing out of the ordinary, see a lot of children crawl into their parents' beds when they are young, but for us, Alexandrea (Alex I call her) never "grew out" of that phase and because neither my wife nor I really discouraged it, it just continued. I would simple move toward the center of the bed and she would crawl in. The King size bed was more then accommodating.

Now here is where the story twists; I was lying with her in a spooning position. Alex preferred this because it allowed me to rub her tummy; this would help her to fall asleep. So in that fashion I draped my arm over her. Lifting up the long ratty tee-shirt she had commandeered from me years ago, I started to rub her tummy. As I did so, I began to drift back to sleep, in and out I would go. When I would drift my hand would stop its cycles. When it did Alex would put her hand on mine and continue. When she would move my hand of course I would wake up and continue. This usually continued for several minutes until she was asleep and discontinue helping my hand rub her tummy, when she stopped I would also be asleep.

But tonight was different, a few minutes into it I felt the distinct feeling of hair between my fingers, not long hair but closely cropped, I really thought nothing of it at the time and drifted once again, upon waking again I felt dampness and slight folds in the skin. My mind finally kicked in, telling something was wrong. I continued touching until I ascertained what it was, and then like a lightning bolt ripping through my brain I realized I was touching Alex's nether regions.

My mind was quickly awake and I pulled my hand back, correction I tried to pull it back by Alex's hand stopped me. "Don't stop Daddy." the words were almost mute but full of disappointment. What was I to do, continue in the tasteless fondling of my own daughter or tell her she needed to leave for the night, possible forever? In the time my mind was poring over the choice Alex started moving my hand, whispering "Please." The agony I heard in her voice then was something that would stick with me for the rest of my life. That one word conveyed the pain she would fell if I stopped, the pleasure she would fell if I continued, and the fear she felt because of the road she wanted to head down.

What was I to do? I continued, tentatively at first, exploring not only her but my own mind. The voice in the back was screaming "Don't do this, it's wrong and you need to be the father and stop." Another voice was saying, "It will only be this night and no other, this far and no farther, and after all she started this didn't she?"

Her hand coaxed me farther and farther into her center. She straitened her top leg and rolled more into me gaining to me the access she wanted me to have, and I obliged. Feeling her folds, I traveled to the moisture. She pressed on my middle finger and in doing so guided in between he lips. It felt like an Inferno in there, and I hadn't even made it to the boiler room yet. I continued with her encouraging touches and soft coos tracing the inside of her labia, from her citreous down to her opening, and back. She held me there and I touched her moist pink pearl. Her body wanted so badly to respond but I knew what she knew, we couldn't wake my wife by moving to heavily. She just trembled there as I touched and probed this new location.

Of course my body was responding to this exploration as well, my boxer-briefs were soon very constrictive, but there was nothing I could do about this. Alex must have felt my change against her bare cheeks and moved away. She pulled my hand from her center and got out of the bed. I was very confused; I could see her slim body now silhouetted in the darkness and the tee-shirt falling down around her again. She turned back sensing I hadn't moved and motioned for me to follow her. She stepped back and taking my hand she all but pulled me from under the sheets. The air was bracing again my bare legs and chest, but I followed. The squeak in the hall way floor brought me back to reality, it was the point of no return, halfway to my daughter's room.

My daughters room was at the end of the house, the room came down on both sides of the ceiling where the root gabled. But it was a typical teenager's room of the late '90's. Posters on either side of the ceiling portraying her favorite bands: Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera; there was her dresser, desk, assorted magazines scattered everywhere but none of this mattered to Alex who was propelled to one place, the small twin bed, slightly unmade and keeping it safe was her teddy. The poor bear had been with her since birth and on ear was matted and thread bare from where she use to suck on it.

Alex let go of my hand and removed her tee-shirt. Dropping it into a crumpled heap, she stood in all her glory. Her hands folding in front of the womanhood, she looked back at me giving me time so I could envelop her with my eyes. In the soft glow of the desk lamp light I could see her body. Her breasts were small like her mothers but developed and her face was slightly embarrassed. Her flesh soon became covered in goose bumps and she made an escape toward the bed pausing shortly to grab my hand again to bring me with her.

Alex tugged at my boxer-briefs. "Please." she said. There was that word again, simple and so captivating, I couldn't resist. I pulled them down for her, and to my amazement her eyes were all over my member. They grew slightly wider as if in awe. And placing her hand around it she tugged softly coaxing me toward her. I went to my daughter and curled into the miniscule bed next to her, her soft flesh melting into mine.

She was looking into my eyes now. Her stormy blue orbs captivated my soul. It was then I knew exactly what she needed from me. With a well practiced movement I was on top of her and between her thighs, still looking into her eyes, not wanting to blink and loose this connection. Her eyes then changed, from the endless pools to that of concern almost fear.

"Daddy... please but don't hurt me." Her voice was cautious but hungry for something she never knew. She took my manhood in her hand and guided it to her center. "Make love to me with all your heart, the kind of love I know you have for me." I entered her slowly feeling every sensation; the tightness grew as I touched her hymen. She knew were I was and she slightly grimaced in pain. I held there for a moment and she grabbed her teddy. Putting the well loved ear in her mouth she nodded. And I knew.

I pressed down; the next moment tore my soul as I tore through her childhood. Her eyes closed in the pain and she bit down to muffle her scream. I was inside and she was trembling. I could feel her inferno calling for me the walls tightening around the intruder. I waited for what felt like an eternity until she opened her eyes again. The blue pools were full of tears that soon ran down her cheeks; she took the bear out of her mouth only to find out the ear had been severed. Removing it, she spoke again "Pour yourself into me, I love you daddy." Her words were full of pain and pleasure, and love.

I continued thrusting slowly at first letting the discomfort ebb from her and quicken by her instruction. Soon she was with me matching my every movement, her eyes soon closed again as her hands wrapped around my torso. This time it was not out of pain but out of promise and pleasure. I rocked into her finding more and more, faster her body instructed. And I obliged. Before long it was time, I could feel it in my core. Alex felt the change and opened her eyes, she slid her hands down to my rear and holding me there we locked eyes again. I continued and then it happened. The world went out of focus and every muscle in my body went rigid. It built and built, I thought my head would explode and my muscles would tear themselfs off the bones. At the last moment two things happened, she kissed me; the electricity that passed from her was like the key to my soul. It released me, deep into her, the most powerful orgasm I had ever had in my life. Time and time again it repeated. My limbs forgot how to hold together and I collapsed onto her. As if I broke, she held me. Crying into my ear all the love she had for me, as I convulsed into her. It was her gift to me... her only first love. Her father.

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Lydia's Discovery

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As quietly as she could, Lydia crept across the hallway and listened at her parents’ bedroom door. It was only after they went to bed that she dared to go online to look up the things she really wanted to. Satisfied that they were sound asleep, she hurried back to her room and closed the door, sliding into her desk chair and bringing up the site that her friend had written down the address for, along with a username and password. Nervously, she typed them in, as if her mere presence on the site might set off an alarm. She sighed in relief as she was allowed entrance.

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The site indeed listed downloads for video clips of all kinds of things. She downloaded a few. First, a man and woman, barely more than she’d seen in racy movies. Then, two black men with a blonde woman, a cock each in her pussy and ass. Lydia squirmed in her chair, feeling tingles growing in her own pussy. The next she watched was a woman giving a blowjob, her throat bulging as a long, thick cock was forced down it. Feeling brave, she downloaded a bondage clip and watched as a woman with her wrists and ankles strapped wide to bars had her pussy whipped with a riding crop. Unable to stand it any longer, she slipped one hand into her panties and dipped a finger into the bit of wetness there, swirling it over her clit. She froze as another clip caught her eye. ‘Dog fucks woman’ it was entitled. She clicked it. Her eyes went wide. She felt her pussy grow slick almost immediately. A large golden Labrador was mounting the woman, its cock bright red and stabbing at her. The woman groaned loudly as the cock slid into her. Lydia’s fingers were covered with wetness, as were the insides of her thighs. It took only seconds for her to come. She was shocked at herself. ‘Anyone who enjoys animals having sex with humans is sick!’ she thought. She changed her panties and went to bed.

The next morning, after her parents had left for work, she sat down at her computer again and went back to the site. With only a few minutes before the bus would arrive, she went to the profile of the man who had posted the clip she came to the night before. To her shock, he lived just a half dozen streets away from her. There was no picture, but there was his screen name- Jamie- and a note asking for women interested in bestiality to contact him. She sent him a message, asking if he knew the woman in the video, then grabbed her backpack and hurried out the front door. She was so excited when she got home, she didn’t even care to check if her mother’s carpool had dropped her off. She went back to the site and found a message from the man:

“I more than know her. She visits my dog (the one in the video) once a week. You should visit us sometime.”

Lydia chewed at her bottom lip, wondering if she actually could. After daring herself for ten minutes, she messaged back:

“I’d love to. What’s your address?”

Not five minutes later, she received a reply:

“My house is at the corner of Fourth and Pine. You can come by anytime between 12pm and 3am. I look forward to meeting you.”

* * * * *

She was nervous, and not just about going to the stranger’s house. Lydia was skipping half her school day to pay this visit. She wasn’t the type of student to skip school. Hell, she’d never made anything less than A’s, and her parents never let her forget it. She just hoped that her teachers would overlook her absence this one time.

The house was painted pale blue and had navy blue shutters. She approached, shaking a little, and knocked on the door. Just as she had lost her nerve and took a step backward to hurry away, the door opened.

A woman with long waves of dark brown hair stood there. She looked Lydia up and down, raising an eyebrow. “You the one I spoke with last night?”

“Y- yes.” Lydia swallowed hard, then narrowed her eyes. “Jamie?”

“You thought I was a man.”

“Well, yeah.”

The woman waved her inside. Lydia stepped in and followed Jamie, hovering near the sofa as the taller woman sat down, one leg gracefully sliding over the other to cross them.

“People usually do. They couldn’t imagine that a woman would enjoy watching other women get fucked by a dog.”

Lydia laughed, betraying her nervousness again. The woman had a hint of an accent that made her go warm inside.

“What’s your name?”

“Lydia Merchant.”

“Jamie Sandifer.” She held out a slender hand. Lydia took it in greeting. “I’m assuming you’re eighteen.”

Lydia blushed and looked down, her shoulder-length red hair falling across her face. “Um...”

“You’re eighteen.” Jamie raised her eyebrow again, willing the girl to catch her drift.

“Yeah.”

“Good. You can have a seat, you know.”

Lydia put her backpack down and sat down on the middle cushion, a good foot and a half away from Jamie.

“Why did you come here?”

“I don’t know... I guess I was just curious.”

“Do you want to experience it.”

Her eyes went wide. “No! Er, I mean, I don’t think so. I just- I’ve never done anything like that, and I’d be afraid he'd-”

“Ah. And here I thought you were extinct.”

“What?”

“The virgin?”

Lydia blushed deeply and looked down.

“You want to be taught?” Jamie asked, leaning forward to look at Lydia’s face past the satin curtain of hair.

“Taught?”

“About sex. About everything about sex.”

Lydia smiled, taking in the offer. It didn’t sound dangerous. “Yes.”

“Hmm.” Jamie moved, closing the distance between them and resting a hand on Lydia’s bare knee.

“What is it?”

“But I won’t deflower a virgin.”

Lydia’s face fell.

“You’re open to lesbian relationships, then?”

“Yeah. Sure. My best friend is bi. Oh, you mean for me? I guess... I guess I could try.”

“Come back tomorrow. Make sure you aren’t a virgin, if possible. And bring me proof. If you can’t get yourself fucked on your own by then, I’ll just work around it until you do.”

Jamie stood and strode to the door. Lydia picked up her backpack and followed. “What kind of proof?”

“I’ll know just by looking at your pussy, but you can let him come in you, all the same. It can't hurt to practice beforehand.” She virtually pushed the girl out her door. “See you tomorrow.”

* * * * *

Lydia looked around the campus at morning break. There weren’t many guys in her school she'd want to sleep with. Most just plain disgusted her. There was one, though... He’d been trying to get her to let him fuck her for a year and a half, now. Before, she wouldn’t have lowered herself to such a thing. But now? She just wanted to get rid of her virginity so that Jamie would ‘teach’ her. She located him in a group a few yards to her left. Just before the bell rang, he met her eyes. She grinned at him.

She was jerked out of the thick stream of students by a rather big hand. “Hey, Lyds.” He smirked and pulled her close to him to keep her to the side.

“Jason. Hey.” She plastered on a sweet smile. “I’ve been thinking.”

“Oh, really?” He ground his crotch against her.

“Yeah. About that.” She looked down. “Still want to?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“Um... Okay, meet me in the gym girls’ room at lunch.”

“Definitely. He reached up and roughly squeezed one of her breasts before stepping into the stream and disappearing inside.

She was more impatient than she’d ever been. She had decided that she would let Jason fuck her, then hurry to Jamie’s house immediately afterward. She would have to have some good excuses for her teachers, but it was worth it. Lunchtime finally rolled around. Lydia ran around the back of the gym to avoid being seen by wandering students, but when she got to the restroom, Jason had already arrived.

“How do you wanna do this?” He asked, the same smirk on his face.

“However you want.”

He pulled her over to the sink and turned her to face the mirror, taking his pants down quickly. He pushed her forward, to lean over the sink, and yanked down her skirt and panties at the same time. Lydia felt a twinge as he tried to thrust into her pussy the first time.

“Damn, you’re dry. I thought you wanted this?”

“I do. English class isn’t exactly conducive to wetness.” She gripped the sides of the slick white sink and tried to imagine things that would make her wet. She went through a dozen fantasies before remembering the video of the dog and woman. As soon as she imagined Jamie's Labrador humping at her own rear end, her pussy convulsed. Taking the opportunity, Jason slipped into the wet hole, ramming right past her hymen and in as far as he could go. Lydia gasped at the twinge of pain and kept imagining. The image of the dog in her mind made her move back against him, attempting to get some pleasure out of it.

Jason’s hands were set on her hips, fucking her as fast as he could. It took less than five minutes for him to come. He didn’t ask if she wanted him to pull out. He shot inside her, then rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit a couple of times before pulling his pants back up.

“Thanks.” He said, turning her around and kissing her, pushing his tongue awkwardly into her mouth just as quickly. He was gone by the time she got her skirt and panties pulled back up.

Lydia hurried out for her own reasons, walking as fast as she could without drawing attention.

She knocked on Jamie’s door and slid past her when it opened.

“Let me see.” Jamie demanded.

Lydia raised her skirt and pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, spreading open the lips of her pussy to reveal a dribble of blood-tinged come.

“Very good. Now, we can start. Go get cleaned up. Shower. The bathroom is the second door on the right.” She pointed down the hallway. “Then, I have a gift for you.”

She restrained herself from skipping to the bathroom. Lydia showered well, scrubbing her pussy and swirling a finger inside to try and get all the come out that she could. When she finished, she dried her hair with the hairdryer that hung on the wall. The heat left her cheeks pink. She wrapped a towel around herself and went back out.

“Lose the towel.” Jamie said immediately.

Lydia dropped it. Jamie walked around her as if appraising her body. She drew a hand across the paler girl’s asscheeks, then stopped behind her and cupped a hand over one of her breasts.

“Very nice. I accept you as my pupil.”

“How many pupils have you had?” Lydia asked shyly.

“Two others. The first was three years ago, the second a year and a half. They ‘graduated’, I suppose you could say. Turned out that I didn’t like them well enough to keep them.” Jamie smiled and stopped behind her again, this time sliding a hand down her body, over her stomach and abdomen, then spreading her fingers over the soft red down between Lydia’s thighs. “This will have to go. No pubic hair.”

“Okay.”

Jamie circled back to her front and looked down into Lydia’s dark blue eyes. “As my pupil, you will obey me unquestioningly. You will belong to me until I tell you otherwise. Do you understand?”

“Yes... ma’am?”

“Just ‘yes’ will be fine.” She took a small pink box off the coffee table and handed it to Lydia.

Lydia opened it, peering inside. Taking the gift out didn’t answer her question. She uncoiled the narrow choker and looked back up at her new teacher.

“It is a collar. It stays on, no matter what. I am the only person allowed to remove it.”

Lydia nodded. Jamie took the black leather collar out of her hand and stepped behind her, buckling it and putting a tiny silver lock on it. “I will know if it has been tampered with. If I find that it has been, your tutelage ends immediately. Understand?”

Lydia nodded again.

“Oliver, heel!” Jamie called.

Lydia heard dogs’ claws on the tile. She jerked around to see the golden Labrador from the video standing happily in front of her.

“Oh, no, not yet, please! I can’t yet!”

“Don’t worry. You won’t yet be doing what led you here. Very soon, though. His cock really isn’t large for a Labrador, though. And he won’t be the only dog who mates you.” Jamie smiled. She commanded Oliver to sit and stay, then left the room. When she came back, she carried a wooden dining chair. She looked at Lydia. “You, sit.”

Lydia sat down and looked to Jamie again.

Jamie patted her thigh to call Oliver over. “Open your legs wide and put your hands flat on your thighs. Otherwise, don’t move unless I tell you.”

Lydia did as she was told. Oliver began to lick at her pussy, his tongue delving into the slit only a bit at first. Jamie pulled her forward and opened her legs wider, so that the dog could access further inside. Lydia’s legs, as well as the rest of her, trembled. Her breath came in faster gasps as Oliver’s tongue licked deeper and his nose nudged harder and harder at her swollen clit. Suddenly, she came. She struggled to stay still, but failed. She gripped the sides of her seat, throwing her head back and only barely stopping herself from screaming as her pussy flooded the dog’s tongue with come.

As soon as the last wave of orgasm had gone, Jamie jerked her up out of the chair and sat down in it herself, pulling Lydia face down over her lap.

“You will learn to stay still when I tell you to. When you can’t, you’ll be punished.”

Jamie struck Lydia’s bottom with her hand, giving it a hard, sharp blow. Lydia squeaked in shock and instinctively put a hand back to protect herself. Jamie took it and held both wrists in one of her hands, continuing. She spanked Lydia hard, coloring the girl’s bottom with bright red handprints until she approached twenty strikes. Lydia began crying at the twelfth. Just as Jamie gave her the last one, Lydia lost control and pissed herself. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for Jamie to know what she’d done. Jamie pushed one of Lydia’s legs off her lap and gave her bared pussy five equally hard strikes, then plopped her hard onto the floor, where the girl cried in hiccups until she had calmed enough to cry quietly.

“This is your punishment for this once. Pussy spanking is something I usually use for pleasure, but only this once, it was to punish. Go home. Be back at six tomorrow evening. Don’t forget to shave.”

Lydia watched Jamie stride from the room. She was afraid that she'd ruined her chance at being the woman's pupil, and surprised when she was told to come back. After washing her face at the kitchen sink, she put her clothes on and reluctantly left.

* * * * *

Lydia had hurried home after school to shower and prepare for her teacher this evening. She had vaguely entertained thoughts about not going back, after what Jamie had done to her the previous session, but she knew she would have to return. The rub of the new collar around her neck was a reminder that she belonged to the older woman, now. In the shower, she had shaved the soft curls from her pussy’s mound, then massaged some of her mother’s lavender-scented body lotion into the area. She put on a pair of jeans and a baby blue t-shirt before walking over.

As soon as she was in the door, she shed her clothes and stood naked, waiting for inspection.

Jamie ran her fingers over the smooth pussy, opening the lips and checking to make sure that her pupil had done a good job. She smiled and patted Lydia’s bottom gently. “Good girl. Follow me.”

Lydia followed her to the bedroom. The room was simple, but elegant. A four-poster bed clothed in white sheets and blanket, a hope chest at the foot of the bed, and an armoire just across from it. A picture window was covered with heavy white curtains, and a chest of drawers sat askew in one corner. Jamie turned on the overhead light and crossed to the drawers, pulling out three dildos of varying lengths and thickness.

“Have you ever given a blowjob?”

Lydia smiled and turned pink. “Once. Sort of.”

“Deep throated?”

“No... I just... sort of... sucked on the head.”

“You’re going to learn. Get down on your knees, look up at me, and open your mouth.”

She obeyed. Jamie took the thinnest dildo and began working it in and out of the girl’s mouth, pushing it deeper every once in a while. When it got to the back of her throat, she gasped and gagged, pulling away.

“Relax your throat. Don’t try swallowing. Act as if you’re going to take an easy breath of air.”

Lydia did as she was told. Jamie pushed the silicone cock down the redhead’s throat and pulled it out. She continued, leaving it in for a few more seconds each time.

Jamie smiled. “Very good girl. I think we can skip the next one and go all the way to the goal.” She picked up the thickest and worked it in and out of Lydia’s mouth, then shoved it down her throat all at once. Lydia’s eyes watered, but she did what Jamie had told her. Jamie caressed the bulge that the fake cock forced her student’s throat to stretch into, kissing it and licking up her jawline as she worked the dildo in and out of her throat with one hand. Finally, she removed it.

“Oh yes... You are my very good girl.” She closed her mouth over Lydia’s, kissing her deeply. When she pulled away, she commanded the breathless girl again, “Turn around and get onto your hands and knees.”

Jamie took the saliva-coated end of the dildo and ran it up and down Lydia’s already wet pussy.

“I don’t know if I can take something that big...”

“Oh, you can. You will.” She pinched Lydia’s clit between one thumb and forefinger, rolling it between them as she began working the tip of the thick dildo gently in and out of her slickened pussy. Lydia grunted and whimpered as it was worked into her a half inch at a time, feeling herself stretch around it. Jamie kept pushing it until she felt resistance- the girl’s cervix. She pulled the dildo out and figured that the girl could take a good eight inches of cock. Perfect, for her Labrador. She’d enjoy watching other, larger dogs mate Lydia, though, and that was her ultimate goal, for the time being.

When she’d finished training the girl’s cunt to the large dildo, she had her turn onto her back. She wrapped her lips around Lydia’s clit, teasing it with her teeth and sucking at it until the girl came.

“I want you to see what you’ll be doing the next time you visit.” Jamie grinned and whistled for Oliver. Lydia sat up as Jamie quickly took her black slacks off and got onto her hands and knees.

Oliver knew just what he was to do. He mounted Jamie, humping his sheath at her exposed pussy until the shiny pink cock emerged. Lydia watched, wide-eyed, as Jamie grunted with the dog’s thrusts. His knot swelled, and it quickly disappeared into Jamie, locking them together. She watched Jamie orgasm once, then crawled around in front of her, sitting down and kissing her. Jamie grabbed a fistful of Lydia’s hair and kissed her back, hungrier. She dropped the hand between the girl’s legs and pushed three fingers into her as she sucked at Lydia’s tongue. Lydia came once more.

“You can go now.” Jamie told her. “Same time on Monday.”

“Why Monday?”

“I have to go out of town for a couple of days. You'll be here at six on Monday evening.”

Lydia stood and started to go to retrieve her clothes. “Are you sure you want me to leave you like that?” She motioned to the dog, with its knot still stuck inside her.

“Positive.” Jamie winked. “I’ll be just fine.”

* * * * *

“Lydia?” Her mother called as soon as she had stepped in the front door.

She could feel the wetness that had leaked from her pussy. It was still slick between her legs. “Yeah, Mom?”

“You’re home awfully late.”

“Sorry. I was at a friend’s house.” She walked into the living room, where her parents sat watching television.

“Come here.” Her mother narrowed her eyes at her. “I don’t like that necklace.”

Lydia sighed and rolled her eyes. “I like it. Everybody’s wearing them.”

“It looks silly.” Her father agreed

"Well, I like it." Lydia stuck her tongue out quickly before grinning at them and hurrying up the stairs to her bathroom, to clean up.




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Brotherly, Sisterly Love II

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For those not familiar with the wild gyrations between Roger and Ginger, brother and sister, he being divorced and 32, she a 35-year old, four-year widow, a brief resume is in order. To wit:

Roger, the moralist of the two, had been firmly convinced that incest, i.e., any fucking, muff diving, or cock sucking between close relatives like brother-sister, father-daughter, mother-son, etc., was not only immoral, but also constituted felonies in the criminal justice system for which they could both go to jail. Ginger took a much more practical position and figured that, with her two teen-age children off to summer camp for the next two weeks there was certainly nothing wrong with their sharing some adult physical, i.e., se

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xual satisfaction, even if it had to be with her younger brother. Both of them were walking the walls for sex, Roger not having had it -- other than hand jobs -- for more than two years and Ginger celibate -- certainly not by choice -- for the four years since her husband, Jerry, died. It was only in her frequent dreams that she could mesmerize re-joining him in one of their frequent bouts of 69ing, which always preceded their good night fuck.

Having lost his house and children in his bitter and expensive divorce, Roger had moved into Ginger's three-bedroom house. The morning after her kids had been shuffled off to camp for a two-week stay, Ginger was not willing to beat around the bush with Roger any longer. He was either going to put up, shut up, and fuck her, or get his useless ass out of her house. She could no longer accept his old crappola about no-sex between relatives. She needed some regular fucking in the worst way and if he wouldn't give it to her, she was determined to leave the house in broad daylight, naked with only her bedroom slippers on, and beg the first stranger she met to fuck her. Ginger was so tired of having to finger her cunt for relief that she would have become a street whore if necessary to get her twat probed with any willing stiff prick.

After his morning shower, Roger in his jockey shorts was sitting on his bed grasping his morning boner, absent mindedly watching the morning news on TV, when Ginger, her hair still wet from her shower, fresh from her douche, came between him and his line of sight to the picture tube and stood bare-assed naked with her arms folded. "Roger, you no good bastard, just tell me which is better to see, the fucking news on TV or my tits and my pussy? I want you to stop acting like a limp-wrist faggot and fuck me right now. Any more of your nonsense about it being morally wrong, and you know what I'll do for the first man I meet in front of the house. I don't care what the neighbors say about me being nude and fornicating on the lawn."

Well so much for this short reprise, you readers of Volume I can't help but remember that, as usual, fucking triumphed over morality, giving reinforcement to the old saying that a stiff prick has no conscience, especially when confronted with pussy practically presented on a platter. I'm now going to quote a somewhat redacted version of the final climactic paragraphs from the previous volume as a lead in to this tome:

"Yes, little brother, yes, keep it coming. I want every last drop." Spurt after spurt lubricated her hole. Over and over, "Give it to me, Roger. Shoot it in my cunt," until he was finished squirting.

They lay in each other's arms for a little while, kissing, resting, and cuddling. Not a word was spoken. Then they got up, showered together, and chose to stay naked for a belated breakfast. Ginger made coffee and toast. He poured the orange juice as she fondled his ass. Roger said, "Ginger, my beloved and most talented sister, if you are as good at sucking my cock and giving blow jobs to your brother as I was in eating your pussy and licking your twitching sweet bung, we can just take the rest of the day off and enjoy our new found talents."

His response was a deep-throated kiss on the mouth, as Ginger's bare ass wriggled on his lap. What do you think her answer was?

As the only thing either of them wanted to eat in bed was each other they finished their toast and orange juice before walking hand-in-hand, this time to Roger's bedroom. His bed lacked the satin sheets which Ginger luxuriated in, but hers had become somewhat love soiled and sticky from their recent engagement. There were no further morality discussions from Roger as Ginger lovingly nudged him back onto the cotton sheeted mattress. After the heavenly tongue licking, pussy lapping, and twat sucking that Roger had enthusiastically treated her to -- not to mention the universe-shaking fuck -- Ginger was determined to be as kittenish and sexy as possible. Two weeks without the children could go by quickly, and there was no fucking time to be wasted.

She lay atop of Roger and stuck her tongue in his mouth while cupping his ball sack, rubbing her tits against his hairy chest. Squeezing and slurping his erect nipples, her hand slipped to the base of his cock, her fingers combing through his bushy crotch hair, which was quite a comparison to Ginger's smoothly shaven mound. She then meticulously described what she had in store for him.

"Roger, my little brother, you fucked me in the grandest style, bathing my entire body with your saliva, sticking your tongue in my mouth, my cunt, and even penetrated deep into my asshole, and now I'm going to get even with you by tormenting you until you beg me to get your rod to shoot its cream. But when I sense that you are about to cum, I'm goint to get up and strut my bare ass around the room bouncing my boobs beyond your grasp, if necessary, to keep you from cumming just yet and to extend our session. You made me cum at least a dozen times, and if I can, I'm going to get you off at least two or three times, but I intend it to take me a tantalizingly long time. We just had breakfast, and you now may end up being my lunch. Any objections?"

Hearing none, Ginger turned him over, face down, and proceeded to lick and between his shoulders, working her way down tantalizingly kissing and licking to the top of the slit between his ass cheeks. "Roger, darling, if I had had any idea of your incredible tonguing talents, believe me, we surely would have done this before, kids around or no kids. Some things in life are more important than being morally straight."

Having made this profound observation, Ginger spread his ass cheeks and spit into his crack. As her sputum ran down hill, she traced its progress toward his bung which was fresh from their shower, followed with her tongue. She couldn't help but remember vividly how she had done this so many times with her deceased husband, Jerry, and how excited he got when she stuck the tip of her tongue into his butt hole. Roger's quivering response caused her tongue to keep slipping in and out of his ass hole, and she plyed his bung with more of her spit before sticking her tongue back in to its full depth. As Roger squirmed convulsively, Ginger's tongue was alternated with first one, then two, and then three of her fingers to the hilt. Ginger's finger nails, fortunately, were kept short, and the in and out sensation was painless but excruciatingly delightful as she massaged his prostate gland.

Roger was in seventh heaven but couldn't help wondering when, if ever, he was going to be fed some of Ginger's sweet pussy. She had mentioned something about having a strawberry douche, but her sweet, natural taste had been enough to make him a regular at her special "Y" dining place. With her smooth, hairless pussy, he didn't have to worry about picking pubic hairs from his teeth, a tricky and an embarrassing thing to have to do in public, first having to explain how the cunt hairs got there in the first place. As the leader in this bout, Ginger turned him over, now face up toward the ceiling.

Quicker than a wink, she threw her right leg over his shoulder and mounted him knee high. Before he knew it, he was staring straight up at her glistening snatch. Moving slightly forward, Ginger positioned her cunt directly above his mouth and dropped it on his welcoming tongue. Her back and forth lunges kept his tongue in her pussy and brought the tip of his nose in and out of her bung. While Ginger's stated intent was that he was not yet to cum, she could not contain her own explosion, which flooded Roger's mouth and entire face with her juices. Asked about the lack of the promised strawberry flavor, she said, "Don't complain, little brother. If you like, next time I'll stuff some cherries in my slit, which you can then suck out with your tongue, one at a time. But that will give you something to look forward to. Remember that Rome wasn't built in a day and the many times you turned me down when I wanted you to fuck me."

Perfectly poised above Roger in the 69 position, Ginger had yet to mouth Roger's now pointedly erect cock. While perhaps longer than normal with an average girth, Rogers rod, with its pre-cum, was as taut as a banjo string. She licked his piss hole and slowly went down on him all the way to the balls. Detecting a gurgling sound in his nut sack, and not wanting him to shoot just yet, Ginger told him to sit up with his legs spread wide over the side of the bed and his feet on the floor. She then crawled toward him on the floor, head back and slipped her tongue under his nut sac and hand massaged his joint. Licking pre-cum from the tip of his plum-like cock head, she pushed him back on the mattress and mouthed his erectile rod so deep that the tip of his cock head was well past her gag point and aimed right at her stomach before she reluctantly withdrew.

"Roger, don't you dare come in my mouth right now. I do want to taste your juice and suck you off, but my special treat for you right now is my ass. I want you to tongue my bud and lick me loose so that you can give me my first asshole fuck in more than four years. Jerry always thought this was a special treat. When you are up and in me proper all the way to your balls, if you're a good boy, I may just let you shoot your cream."

Roger had fingered her bud in their earlier bout and knew that he was in for a tight squeeze, but a damn good ass fuck could be had only after his cock was properly inserted to the hilt and his balls tucked between the cheeks of her ass. Lacking lubricant, the best he could do was to take as much time as necessary, parting her ass cheeks and licking and tonguing her tiny bung, moistening his palm with saliva and making his cock as slippery as possible. When the time for buggering arrived, Ginger got out of bed and knelt on the floor for an old fashioned doggy bitch-type fuck. Never had he seen such a heavenly ass. But Roger said that he wanted to be able to see her gorgeous body, from her cunt up to her tits, while jabbing her love hole with his pecker. So he turned her over and put her legs, one over each of his shoulders, before making first contact with her eagerly twitching bung. His plum-like cock head aimed at her anal target and as Ginger made a bowel like push with her bung, the head slipped in surprisingly easy. Although he had never been there before, her asshole seemed to be welcoming him home. He now knew why Ginger had twice flushed her bowels with enemas before they had showered. She had had this in her mind at all times.

Before pushing his cock in all the way Roger wanted Ginger's asshole to relax further for the great fuck which was about to follow. With his balls resting at her asshole there was no further penetration possible, and after stroking in and out, in and out, Ginger said, "Roger, I've changed my mind and I now want to give you the best blow job you've ever had. I want to suck you off and swallow every last bit of your juice, so don't you dare come in my ass. Just slip your prick out of my ass and let me suck you off. Don't you pout about not cumming up in my gut, for I'll make it up to you, possibly this afternoon."

"Roger, do you realize that we've only been up since seven this morning. It's not yet 10:30. We've been to the moon and back, dozens of times, and now I want to put you in orbit. Don't forget we have all the rest of the day as well as the next two weeks to explore each other's fantasies without the children being about. So be a good little brother and slowly pull your cock out of my asshole like I asked before it dribbles any more and shoots, and let me give you a world championship blow job. That toast and orange juice did not satisfy my appetite, which is now voracious for the cream which I am about to get from your over due balls straight from your sweet dispensing tool.

Right from her asshole to her eager mouth, after Ginger had swallowed his pent-up load, she proceeded to lick his cock and balls clean as a whistle, missing not a drop of his cum. Demurely, kittenishly, she then sidled up to Roger with his head on his pillow, gave him a taste of his cum with a mouth to mouth French kiss and asked, "Do you have any thoughts as to what we might do the rest of the day?" With this first taste of his own cum, Roger responded, "Jokers are wild, my loving sister, but I hope it doesn't involve putting on any clothes or your getting fucked on the lawn by some stranger.

Speculation as to how they spent the rest of the day and the rest of their two weeks without the kids is rife, however, the actuality was beyond even your fertile imaginations. So don't get carried away.

P.S.

While heaven can wait, Ginger and Roger's two week sexual Olympics came to an exhausting end -- what a way to go. They both have now happily remarried and live about a 30-minutes drive apart. They can manage only necessarily infrequent trysts on neutral ground. They often meet in shopping mall parking lots where Ginger sucks him off and at motels that don't require luggage and rent by the hour. I've already told you what they do whenever the opportunity presents; and they still do it whenever they can. Neither of their new spouses has any reason to doubt their marital fidelity, and neither you nor I have reason to be suspicious of Roger and Ginger, who are, after all, brother and sister. Siblings don't do those things to each other, it says here . . . And if you believe that, I have some nice oceanside property in Montana that you might be interested in.

"Does it turn you on?"

wetpants on Incest Stories

 “Does it turn you on?”
 

I was lying on my bed dressed only in shorts, looking at a ‘top-shelf glossy magazine’.  The pictures were full colour and very explicit. My hand was inside my shorts, gently rubbing my hard cock in preparation for a good wank, when suddenly the door burst open. In a flash I’d withdrawn my hand and looked up to see my younger sister standing there, fresh out of the shower, wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe and towelling her hair dry.  I quickly thrust the magazine to one side.

“Have you nicked my Ipod?” she yelled.

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“No!” I answered, angry that she’d burst in on me, something she doesn’t usually do. “I have not!”

 “Well where is it then?” she demanded. She peered at the magazine.

“Oh! Admiring the female form, were we?”

“So what!” I said crossly. “Perfectly normal for someone of my age!”

She looked at my shorts. My erection, dwindling now at the shock of her bursting into my room, was still very evident.

“Must be a good mag!” she commented. She stepped into the room and picked it up before I could stop her. Retreating out of my immediate reach she scanned the pages.

“Mmm! Big tits!”

“Sis!” I reproached her.

“Oh, shut up! What am I supposed to say? Mammaries? Boobies? Breasts? They’re big tits!”

She leafed through a couple more pages and stopped with a gasp.

“Oh! Not only tits!” She peered closely at the page. “No wonder you’ve got a hard on!”

“Sis!” I expostulated. “What’s got into you?  You’re not supposed to say things like that!”

“Oh shut up!” she said again. “Don’t be such a prude!” She turned more pages, looking at the pictures closely. “If you can look at tits and cunts in a glossy magazine and have a wank over them, I can say whatever I like!”

I raised up on one elbow and stared at her. She’d never talked this way before. At least not in front of me. Maybe with her friends. She got to the last page and looked at me over the top of the magazine.

“Not that impressed with any of them,” she said. “One or two nice pussies and a couple of decent titties but none that does anything for me.”

I lunged for the magazine and succeeded in wrenching it from her grasp.

“They’re not supposed to do anything for you!” I pointed out irritably. “They’re supposed to do things for boys and men!”

“How do you know?” she pouted. “I might be a lesbian!”

“Sis!” I exclaimed again.

“Alright, I’m not,” she admitted, “but I might have been. Anyway,” she eyed my shorts again significantly, “you obviously liked one of those bodies. Or more.”

I was trying to think of a suitable put-down to this comment and send her packing when she stepped back to the doorway, undid the bathrobe and opened it wide.

“Does this body do anything for you?”

My mouth opened to speak and remained in that position. I stared at her in total shock and amazement.

“Sis!” I eventually gulped. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Showing you my body!” she answered impatiently. “Do you like it? Does it do anything for you?” She thrust her hips at me suggestively. “Does it turn you on?”

My sister is twenty.  Just.  I am two years older. Of course I’d seen her wearing all sorts of clothes as we grew up together. Shorts, bikinis, tight jeans and cropped tops, miniskirts, the lot. A part of me had occasionally remarked to myself that she had a terrific figure and often looked quite sexy, but the  ‘brother’ part just dismissed this as an idle observation and I had never, ever, thought of my sister in a sexual way.

Now she was parading in front of me, blatantly showing me her body, or most of it, in an obviously provocative way.

She had on a flowery, thin, almost see-through bra and skimpy panties so she wasn’t completely naked, but if anything, this made it worse. Her breasts, I realised now, were beautiful;- round, firm, thrusting up without any support from the bra. Her nipples were taut and thrust out, pushing against the thin material of the bra. It certainly wasn’t cold in the room and at the back of my mind I thought, so she must be aroused. I could clearly see her aureoles, large, dark and round. The thin panties hid just enough to be  completely erotic. I could see the line of her lips through them, and a dark area which could only be her cunt itself.  Her fresh, young, soft skin showed through the material, and I realised with yet another shock that she was shaved smooth. Her love mound showed as a soft bulge at the front of her pants. Her body was lithe, her legs, I already knew, were long and tanned and very sexy.  All in all she was a vision, a sexy, enticing, temptress with a body a man could die to hold and touch and be inside.

And she was my sister.

The vision had its effect. My erection immediately returned, stronger than ever.

She looked at my shorts as she continued to dance in front of me, thrusting her hips to and fro.

“Yes, I see it does do something for you. Quite a lot, in fact!”

“Sis!” I managed to  say after swallowing a couple of times. “Stop it! What do you think you’re doing? Cover yourself up!”

“Prude!” she said again. “What’s the matter? Embarrassed?  You’ve seen me in a bikini before. What’s the difference?”

I swallowed again. My mouth was dry. “The difference,” I said awkwardly, “ is that you’re…..you’re--” I gave up and waved a hand at her to signify the dancing and erotic movements she was making. “And I was already --”

“You were already hard from the magazine,”  she interrupted. “Ready to have a wank, masturbate, give yourself a handjob.”

With each word I felt a twitch in my cock.

“Sis! Sis!” I implored. “Stop it please! You’re being really nasty, doing that when you know I’m already turned on!”

She suddenly ran forward and leapt onto the bed, the open bathrobe billowing behind her like some sort of cape. And she leapt on top of me, kneeling over me and straddling me.

I gasped. Her breasts were now only a few inches from me and I felt the warmth of her skin as she pressed herself against me.

“Oh, poor love!” she said,  grinning. She rubbed her mound over my erect cock and it strained inside my shorts.  “Oooo!” she said, her eyes going wide. “I’ve often wondered how big you are! I’m impressed! You’re big!”

“What!”

She leaned down without warning and planted her mouth against mine, lying full length on top of me and continuing to rub herself against me. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and thrashed around, licking and tasting and curling around mine as she kissed me.

I tried to push her up, away from me, but she slid her arms quickly under my head and pulled me even tighter against her own face.

And, unbidden and without any conscious effort from me, my body pushed up against hers as my cock strained inside my shorts and demanded to be let out.

I made noises as I couldn’t speak out loud. They were supposed to be ‘No! No! No!’ but if she understood them she ignored them. I was shocked beyond belief, partly at the way my little sister was behaving, and partly at the thought that my body had responded to her by signifying its pleasure at her closeness.

Eventually she pulled her head away from me and breathed hard.

“You do like my body!” she crowed. “I felt you push against me!”

Seizing the opportunity to finally speak I let rip at her.

“Sis! I don’t know what this is all about but stop it now! It’s gone far enough!  You’re being really mean and spiteful. Now go away, leave me alone and I’ll get rid  of the results of your little game!”

She gazed at me without moving and spoke very softly.

“I’m not being mean and spiteful. And it definitely hasn’t gone far enough!” She leaned forward and kissed me again, a soft, loving, more than sisterly kiss on the lips. And she moved one hand from under my head and I felt her wriggle as she slid it between us and grasped the outline of my cock through my shorts.

“Uh!” I gasped, jerking involuntarily. “Don’t!”

“Why?” she asked in a soft, seductive voice. “You like it! I can tell!” She grinned at me. “Why do you want me to stop?”

“You’re my sister, for fuck’s sake!” I gasped, hardly realising I was swearing in front of her and trying not to think about her slender fingers still grasping my cock through my shorts and rubbing me. “Stop! We can’t do this!”

“Who says?” she pouted. “Society? Bollocks! Who’s to know? Mum and Dad are away. We have the place to ourselves all weekend. Maybe it’s wrong, but you want it and I want it. I’m on the pill. So we’re safe. Are you telling me you’ve never done anything wrong in your life? ‘Course you have. So have I.  I’ve often thought about having sex with you. Wondered about your cock. How big it is. What it tastes like. How it would feel sliding into my cunt. Or my ass. Now I have the chance to find out. You were already hard when I came in and you’re still hard. Have you never thought about fucking me?”

I was shaking my head from side to side through all this and my eyebrows shot up when she mentioned fucking her ass.

“No! I haven’t thought about it at all!” I gasped. “Never!  You’re my sister! Sister! Brothers and sisters don’t fuck. They don’t have any sexual feelings towards each other at all!”

“Well, I do!” she said softly. “Have had for a long time. I want you, brother! I want to hold you, wank you, suck you, and most of all I want to feel you slide your big cock into me and fuck me silly. And later, when you’ve recovered, I want to feel that same big cock fuck my asshole! I want every type of sex I can get from you, my big brother!”

I just stared at her. I was completely speechless. To think my, supposedly, demure little sister could talk like this, use these words, and above all, use them to her brother and admit she wanted sex with him had left me utterly astounded and totally at a loss for anything to say.

But my body had no such qualms and I was more and more conscious of her fingers grasping me  from outside my shorts and slowly and gently wanking me.  As if reading my –subconscious—thoughts, she suddenly reached up inside one leg of my shorts and I felt her warm fingers close round my rod. Her touch was heavenly and I knew that if her hand stayed there a minute more I would cum.

“Stop!” I pleaded one more time in a resigned voice. “If you don’t stop I shall have to cum. Sis, stop, please!”

But in answer she wriggled down the bed, away from my head, kissing my chest and stomach as she moved until she got to my shorts. She pulled the top down and my cock sprang out, free at last and only moments away from exploding. Quickly she licked the tip, opened her mouth and took me inside. The feeling was indescribable. I’d had blowjobs before but this was unlike any other. In the furthest, dim recesses of my mind I knew it was because it was my sister, it was wrong, forbidden fruits, and that made it even better than with anyone else.  Her tongue slurped round my helmet and I felt her sucking my shaft as she grasped the base with her fingers and licked and sucked at me, her eyes closed in rapture.

Until now I had kept my hands beside me on the bed and hadn’t touched her at all, except when I tried to push her away, but now, feeling her lovely mouth encompassing me, sucking, licking and tasting my unbelievably hard cock, I couldn’t resist stroking her head, feeling her fresh, still damp hair in my fingers as I pulled her against me. I thrust upwards and into her and with a huge gasp I felt my cum explode from my cock and into her mouth. I pushed up as hard as I could and I came again and again and again, my hot cum gushing from me in huge spurts. I had never had such a huge orgasm, or shot so much cum in all my life. I looked down and saw that it was already leaking from her lips and she was using it as a lubricant as she continued to slide her mouth up and down the length of my rod, my cum glistening on my shaft and trickling from the corner of her mouth. My fingers entwined in her hair and I pulled her against me, loving the feel of her around me, loving the thought that my sister had just sucked me off, loving the thought that I was in her mouth.

Finally I sank back on the bed, gasping for breath. She released my cock from her lips, tipped her head back and swallowed.

“Mmmm!” she said. “Nice! Just as I remembered and expected.”

“Sis! Sis!” I gasped. “What have you done! What have we-------”

For a moment I hadn’t realised what she’d said, then it sunk in.

“What! What do you mean, remembered?  You’ve never tasted……we’ve never….you can’t remember my taste!”

“Oh, yes I can!” she said impishly. She bent down and licked the last few drops of white cum from my cock and stomach. “I like the taste of your cum. I know you have a huge libido and wank yourself a lot when you don’t have a girlfriend, like now. I’ve tasted your cum, but only when it’s old, not fresh like now.” She paused and regarded my puzzled expression. “I’ve licked your cum from your sheets,” she said.

“WHAT!”

“Tasty! But much better fresh, with your big cock filling my mouth.”

“Sis! Sis!” I shook my head. Did I really know my own little sister? She’d sucked cum from my bed sheets? She swore, flaunted herself at her own brother, sucked him off and still apparently wanted a lot more sex from him?…..Was this really my sister?

I looked at her soft young body lying between my legs, her fingers idly tracing around my cock, soft now and lying on my stomach. Yes, it was my sister, but not the sister I always thought I had.  She was beautiful, sexy, erotic and I wanted her.

She gently eased my cock back inside my shorts.

“Have a little rest,” she said. “I want a lot more from you yet and I know you can do it.”

She slid up and kissed me with all the tenderness of a young lover kissing her man.

“Sis,” I said firmly.  “That was gorgeous. Quite unbelievable. I admit, I loved every minute of you sucking me and giving me a blowjob. But that’s it! We’ve done something we shouldn’t, it was nice, heavenly, but we’ve done it now and that’s it.”

She pulled away from me and stared at me, a glint in her eye.

“What do you mean?” she demanded. “What about me? You’ve just shot a gallon of cum into my mouth. You loved it. What about me? Am I supposed to go without any satisfaction, then?”

I felt a twinge of remorse. What she said was true. She’d come on to me and I’d had the most incredible pleasure from her. Wasn’t she entitled to some pleasure in return? Yes, she was, but she was my sister!

“Yes, I bloody well am!” she went on before I had a chance to phrase a reply. “I want my pleasure from you! And I’m going to get it! You’re going to lick me out, fuck me, fuck my ass and--- and--- anything else I want!”

She stared at me defiantly.

“And--- and—“ I repeated. “There isn’t any more ‘and’ is there?”

She looked away. “Well, yes,” she said more quietly. “I might get my toys later too.”

“TOYS?”

She looked at me again, more defiant than ever.

“Oh, shut up!  You’ve just fucked your sister’s mouth so don’t pretend to be a prude! Yes, toys! What do you do when you want sex and don’t have a girl? You look at sexy magazines and hold your cock in your hand and wank yourself till your cum shoots out! What am I supposed to do if I don’t have a bloke and want sex? Go without? Bollocks! I rub my clit with my finger till I’m wet and it’s dripping everywhere and my own cum shoots out of my cunt, or I use a toy to pretend fuck me, like you pretend to fuck your hand! Yes! Toys! But I want to feel you use them on me!”

She was quite breathless with anger and I felt suitably chastened.

“Sorry, sis,” I said softly. “I’m not a prude. You know that. But you’ve given me so many shocks today! That was another one! I never dreamed you had, or used, sex toys! It’s just not something I thought about my own sister! The same as I never thought about you sucking me, or me fucking  you. These things have just never entered my head. Till now,” I had to add.

She softened at once and giggled.

“What are you thinking about now?” she enquired.

I shook my head from side to side and shrugged my shoulders.

“You win!” I told her. “I admit it! Now I’m thinking about your body, touching it, kissing it, licking your cunt, your ass, sliding my cock into you, both of your holes, cumming into you---”

I shrugged again, helplessly. “It’s your own fault! I love you, sis, you know I do. Very much. But now….now, I can’t look at you like before. Now I want that lovely body! I want to do everything to it! Especially I want to fuck you!”

That was it. I’d said it. I’d admitted to my little sister that I wanted to fuck her.

“You want to do everything?” she asked me archly.

I nodded. “Everything.”

“Even this?” And so saying she slid up my body until she was straddling me again, gazing down at me with love in her eyes.

“Even this?” she repeated.

I waited, puzzled, not sure what she meant, and then, to my utter amazement and shock yet again, I felt a warm trickle on my stomach and running down my thighs. It was a very pleasant sensation and I thought she must have somehow made herself cum, all over me, but I instantly realised that couldn’t be. I looked down.

My little sister was peeing on me.

I heard her chuckle and looked up at her.

“Bet you didn’t think I did that, either!” she chuckled again.

“Sis! What….how…..where did you learn to do that?”

She stopped the flow of warm piss and rolled off me to lie beside me.

“Uh!” she said. “One of my ex’s, the bastard! Did it to me one day. I was so shocked I slapped his face and wouldn’t let him touch me for ages. He sweet talked me and sweet talked me until I agreed to let him do it again. Then it wasn’t a shock. I still wasn’t sure I liked it but after the second or third time I realised I did. It was nice!”

She rolled over again and pressed her lips against my shorts. I felt her sucking the pee from them, and probably the last drop or two of cum as well.

“Lovely!” she said. She looked up at me. Her face softened and she stroked my cheek.

“Big bro’,” she murmured. “Lovely big bro’ with a huge cock.  I’ve really shocked you, haven’t I?”

I nodded, speechless again.

“Sorry, lover. Really I am. But when I knew Mum and Dad were away and we would be alone this weekend, I thought, I am not going to miss this chance! No way! I knew you’d probably be at home as you don’t have a girlfriend now. And you know I told my ex to go and play on the motorway a few weeks ago. So there was just us. And I knew I wanted to have you this weekend. But I’m sorry I’ve shocked you, my adorable big brother.  I hope you’re over it now. I just want us to enjoy ourselves together. All day and all night and all tomorrow too.”

My head was a mixture of thoughts. In the first place I’d felt a thrill when she called me ‘lover’. I  liked it. A lot.  Then I thought about how she’d planned this, how her thoughts had centred on us both having sex together and how determined she was that it would happen. But I also thought, what will happen when our parents are back? Is this a one-off occasion? I couldn’t see how it could be anything else. Our parents don’t go away that often. And I felt her fingers on my cheek, and felt her warm body against mine, her nipples pressing my chest and her hot thighs against mine, and I thought, I don’t want this to be a one-off occasion! No way! I want to do this again. And again. I want to feel her soft mouth sucking my cock! I want to slide it inside her hot wet cunt! And yes, her lovely tight asshole too!  I want to have sex with my sister as often as I can!

“Sis, what happens when Mum and Dad are back? We won’t be able to do this then! Have you thought about that? Suppose, just suppose, we have a weekend of sex as you suggest. Suppose we both get to like it so much that we want to do it again? We won’t be able to! And what happens in a few years when you want, or I want, for that matter, to settle down with a family? We’re going to remember this weekend and it may cause us a lot of grief.”

She kissed me gently and stroked my cheek.

“I have thought about it. We’ll find a way. Love always does.”

I gave her a sharp look. She was gazing at me, her eyes soft and gentle and trusting. Like a little sister.

“I love you, my big, strong, clever bro’. I love you very much.”

“I love you too, sis,” I began.

But she was shaking her head.

“I don’t mean I love you like a brother. I mean I love you. Really love you. I have done for a long time. I haven’t thought of you like a brother for ages. I’ve only thought of you as a man. A man I want. A man who makes me go weak at the knees. Who turns me on every time I’m near him, smell him, brush against him. I love you, bro’,” she repeated.

“Sis!” Once more she’d jerked the ground from under me. “I had no idea--- You can’t ---!”

“Of course not,”  she said. “I’ve been very careful to keep my feelings hidden, especially in front of Mum and Dad. It’s been difficult, I can tell you! But sometimes I’ve walked around with my pants soaking wet from thinking about you. And me. That’s why this weekend was so important. Why I was so determined that my big strong brother was going to fuck me, come what may!”

She raised herself and looked at me, her eyes searching my face.

“Does that make me a slut?”

“Don’t be silly! No!” I reached for her and hugged her to me, tightly. “Just because you’ve shocked me beyond belief, said things, done things I would never have dreamed you would even know about, doesn’t mean you’re a slut!” I hugged her again and enjoyed the feel of her warm body against mine. I felt her relax.

“Good,” she said. “Are you recovered yet?”

“If you mean for sex, no! I’m still sensitive! If you mean from all the shocks, no! I wonder if I ever will recover from them! I’m still worried about this. Whatever your feelings, or mine, it’s wrong. It’s taboo! And I’m worried about after this weekend too.”

“Well, I’m certainly not going to tell any of my friends!” she stated firmly. “This is my secret. Our secret. And I can’t believe you’re going to go to the pub boasting about how you’ve shagged your sister!”

“I haven’t!” I pointed out indignantly.

“But you’re going to. Aren’t you?” she asked, a note of doubt in her voice. “You’re not going to leave me high and dry after I’ve opened my heart to you, are you?” She looked at me searchingly again.

I could feel every inch of her flesh that was touching mine. I could feel the heat coming from her thighs as they pressed against mine. I remembered the feel of her mouth sucking on my rod and her tongue flicking at the tip.  My sister’s mouth. My sister’s tongue. Yes, I thought with a sigh. A sigh of resignation that I would be committing myself to a path down which there would be no turning back. I sighed again. A sigh of pleasurable remembrance at her mouth……her tongue.

“I don’t know, my sweet little sis,” I sighed once more. “I want to. God, how I want to now I’ve thought about it and had a taste of things to come. Yes, sweet little sister. I want to have as much sex with you as we can this weekend,  but you’re my sister and it’s wrong! We’ll both feel so guilty, so bad, afterwards…….”  I tailed off, already feeling guilty about the blowjob she’d given me.

She snuggled hard against me and rested her head on my chest.

“No we won’t,” she replied. “I don’t feel guilty at all. It’s something I’ve wanted for so long. And you won’t feel guilty because it’s me that’s started it and led you on and you’re a bloke and you want sex from anything in a skirt, like anyone your age.”

“Charming!” I said indignantly. “I do have standards, you know! Not just anything in a skirt!”

“I meet your standards,” she said flatly.

I shut up. I couldn’t answer this because she’d met enough of my female friends in the past, be they serious, but usually short-lived relationships, or one night stands. And she was right, of course, in that her own luscious, firm, rounded, pert and enticing little body probably far exceeded any standards I’d ever set for myself.

“Oh, sis!” I groaned. “Why are you doing this? I rolled my head from side to side in a genuine agony of indecision. The thought of a weekend of sex with her was so tremendously exhilarating that half my mind was in a fever of anticipation. The other half, well, maybe a quarter, well, maybe  just a small segment, recoiled at the thought that she was my sister and I had a responsibility to her. And to myself. And my self esteem. And Mum and Dad. And ---

“Oh, fuck it!” I said aloud. I rolled over and hugged her to me, looking at her face, just inches from mine.

“I hope we don’t regret it, but okay. Yes. I want to have sex with you, okay? Lots of it!”

She kissed me on my eyes and then my nose.

“Good! It’s made me very happy to hear you say that.”

We lay together for a while, each immersed in our own thoughts. My sister and I had had a fairly quiet and peaceful sibling life, compared to some. Oh, we’d had our spats and tantrums, our arguments and shouting matches as we grew up. But mostly we adored each other in a brotherly sisterly sort of way.  We’d helped each other with school homework from time to time and later she’d make a point of checking out any girlfriend I’d brought home and let me know  her opinion, whether I wanted it or not. By the same token, I’d been wary of one or two of her boyfriends and told her that if they gave her any grief or stress to let me know. I’m not a violent man, nor am I normally aggressive, but I would have been first in the queue to protect my little sister if some boy was mistreating her in any way. So we had a strong bond already. What would happen after this weekend was anybody’s guess. Would it strengthen that bond? Or destroy it?

She disentangled herself from me and rose from the bed, holding out a hand to me.

“Come on,” she said. “I’m going to cook. Come to the kitchen with me.”

So I rose and followed her out of my room. She threw off the bathrobe and chucked it through her own open bedroom door where it landed on her bed. As she led the way downstairs I looked at her body, lithe and supple in front of me.

But now I wasn’t looking at my sister. I was looking at a gorgeously sexy, inviting body. A body I’d felt right next to me and wanted to feel there again. For the first time in my life I realised consciously that she had the most firm, round, pert ass that a man could wish to see, touch or slide his cock into. I saw her waist, tapering in before slightly widening again at her hips. A waist that begged to have arms, my arms, round it.

At the bottom of the stairs she stopped suddenly so that I bumped into her. That is, my cock bumped straight into that pert, firm ass, right between her cheeks and she pushed herself back against me, hard.

“Mmmmm!” she exclaimed. She wriggled a bit, pressing her crease against  the feel of my cock inside my shorts. The thoughts I’d been having and the feel of  her ass against me was enough to start an erection again, albeit a slight one.

She straightened up and continued to the kitchen.

“Nice,” she threw over her shoulder. “Soon be ready again. After we’ve eaten we’ll be able to spend all afternoon in bed.”

Whilst she collected  everything she needed to make us a light lunch, I brewed a pot of coffee. Holding my mug in one hand I went to her and put an arm round her waist. That slim, warm, firm waist, but delightfully soft to my touch.

“Whilst you’re doing that, I’ll go and have a shower and change,” I said.

“Don’t you dare!” she said sharply. “You stay as you are!”

I felt the dampness at the front of my shorts from where she’d peed on me.

“But,” I began.

“No!” She waved a spoon at me warningly. “I want you to keep those on and nothing else! Okay?”

I shrugged helplessly. “Okay. If that’s what you want.”

She was looking at me pensively.

“On the other hand,” she said softly, almost to herself, “ I wonder.” She tapped the spoon against her teeth thoughtfully.

“Why not?” she answered her own unspoken query. “Wait here.”

Dropping the spoon on the table she hurried out and I heard her go upstairs. Moments later she returned, one hand hidden behind her back. She came up to me and planted a kiss on my lips.

“Big bro’,” she said, “Are you ready for another shock?”

“There’s more?” I enquired, dismayed.

“Probably more than you can imagine,” she answered dismissively, “ but right now I’m thinking of just one, smallish one.”

“Smallish?” I echoed.

She nodded. “Do you remember a pair of white cotton boxer shorts you used to wear?” she asked me. “Very soft, quite old now, and with an opening at the front without any fastenings?”

I dimly remembered having a pair of boxer shorts like that, only they weren’t called boxers. Because they had a short leg they were just pants, as opposed to briefs. So I nodded.

“Yes, I remember. Haven’t seen them for ages. Thought they must have been thrown out, or the washing machine had eaten them, or something.”

“I have them,” she said, and produced them from behind her back.

I gaped at them, at her, and at the pants again.

“You?….When…? I mean, why?…..”

I stared at her in disbelief, again wondering if this was really my sister, or had she perhaps become a pod-person from  the planet Mars?

“Why on earth have you got my old pants?” I finally managed to string together a coherent question.

To her credit, she actually went slightly pink.

“I rescued them from the washing bin,” she explained.

“Nicked them,” I suggested.

“Saved them,” she corrected. “I wanted them because they smelled of you. And because they have an opening at the front so I could slide my dildo or vibrator in there when I wanted to masturbate and think of you. But mostly,” and she coloured a little more, “ because you’d either wanked into them or had a wet dream in them and they had your cum on them.”

She thrust them into my free hand and turned back to her cooking chores.

“I want you to put them on,” she said with her back to me, “in place of the shorts.”

Still processing this new, and slightly shocking information that she’d walloped me with,  I absently turned them over in my hands and examined them. I remembered them. Hadn’t seen them for ages, not since last winter in fact, and I remembered vaguely wondering then why I couldn’t find them. There was the opening at the front, just a gap with two slightly overlapping hems and no fiddly buttons or anything to prevent easy access. And yes, I saw with embarrassment, there was a big stain at the front which could only have been cum, whether it was the result of a wank or in my sleep I couldn’t remember.  And to my horror and dismay I saw that there were even a couple of skidmarks at the back of them.  But there were other stains, deep in the crotch and I wondered about them until I realised that they must be my own sister’s juices and cum if, as she suggested, she’d been wearing them for her own sexual pleasures. I felt myself going red.

“Sis,” I stammered, “ are you telling me you’ve had these all the time and been wearing them, just as they are?”

“I love them,” she said by way of an answer. “I told you, they smell of you, my brother, a nice, strong, manly smell that makes me think about you, your cock, having sex with you. When I wear them I can cum so quickly and with such a huge climax that I soak them.”

“Erm ---yes, I can tell,” I admitted.

She turned to face me. “But now I want you to wear them,” she said. “All weekend.”

I gazed at her helplessly.

“Sis,” I began again.

“There are many things you don’t know about me, aren’t there?” she commented.  “To you, I’m just your little sister. A teenager. A baby. Someone for you to protect, or fight with, or disparage. Well, I’m not, not any more. I’m all growed-up. I’ve had sex, quite a few times. I’ve tried lots of different ways. Some I liked, a few I didn’t. But I’m not just a little baby for you to amuse yourself with any longer. Nor am I a silly, giggly teenager who gets a crush on any half decent looking bloke. I’m old enough to know my own desires, my own wishes, dreams. And I’m old enough to know what I want. And I want you. I love you, my brother. You’re all the world to me now.”

And she came to me and put her arms round me and hugged me very hard, her head resting on my bare chest and those wonderful, gorgeous, hard nipples pressing against my skin through the thin fabric of her bra. Even through my shorts I could feel her love mound pressing hard against my cock.

“Now you stay right where you are while I just finish this quickly and then we’ll eat.”

She laid out the table and I watched her in silence. I felt that my whole world had changed this day.

She moved around and I couldn’t help but watch her body as she worked. She bent over in front of me to get a salad crisper from a cupboard and her firm round cheeks presented themselves to me. A dark line ran between them and I imagined the crease of her ass, my tongue licking there and kissing that hidden place, her rosebud, as the heat of her cheeks surrounded my face.  I thought about pulling down those skimpy pants and thrusting my rod into that pert, tight little ass.

She was right. She wasn’t my little sister any more. She never would be again. I wanted her, all of her, very much. Below the leg of her thin pants her thighs were tanned, soft and  I wanted to hold them, kiss them, lick them, hearing her moan with pleasure as I did so. I sighed, thinking of the commitment I’d just mentally made and hoping that the path down which we were both about to go would not suddenly rear up and bite us both in the backside.

“Come and eat,” she said.

She’d made us a huge fresh salad of cold meats, cheeses, pickles and the like and I suddenly realised I was ravenous. She sat, half facing me and smiled at me often as we tucked in to her repast. Stretching out one bare leg she rubbed her foot against my thigh, wiggling her toes as her foot moved higher and higher, creeping under the leg of my shorts and still moving up my thigh until I felt her toes gently caressing my balls and the base of my cock.

I smiled at her. There was no point in objecting, and anyway, it was a nice sensation.

She giggled and said, “I can’t get enough of you. I want to touch you, somehow, somewhere, all the time.” But she withdrew her foot and continued eating. We finished the lunch in silence. I have no idea what she was thinking about, but I could have hazarded a guess. For myself, I was still trying to come to terms with this volte-face in my life, still trying to justify to myself the decision I’d made, and still thinking about that luscious body which I was soon going to be enjoying.

We put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. She cleaned a little and I made us both a mug of coffee. She leaned against the counter nursing her mug with both hands and regarded me with a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

“Are you ready?” she enquired, raising one eyebrow. “Are you ready to have an incestuous relationship with your sister? Is that beautiful great cock of yours recovered enough so that it can fill my cunt, or my ass, and fill me full of your hot cum?”

I wanted to answer ‘yes and yes and yes!’ but I just stared at her.

She put down the mug and picked up those old pants of mine from a chair. She stepped in front of me and pulled down my shorts to my ankles. Crouching down she nuzzled my cock and my stomach, her tongue flicking out and back, licking me gently. Her face moved lower and she took my cock with one hand, not erect yet but already beginning to harden,  and licked the back of it from the base to the tip, her lips roving round my helmet and producing an immediate erection that strained towards her.

Yes!” she breathed. “You’re ready, no doubt about that!” She lifted one of my legs and I stepped out of the shorts. She held the white pants so that I could step into them and pulled them up over me, slowly, gently, erotically. My cock immediately found the opening and sprang out. Again she bent and licked it and I could hear her breathing deeply.

“Oh, I love your smell!” she murmured. “It drives me wild! Feel me!”

I made no move, just enjoying the feel of her mouth and tongue again.

“Feel me!” she repeated and took one of my hands and placed it between her legs.

She was incredibly warm, her thighs on either side of my hand rubbing my skin and passing their heat into my hand. My fingers involuntarily curled inwards and I felt the outline of her cunt lips. I gently used one finger to rub between them and let out a huge breath. Her pants were soaking wet from her love juices and my finger had no difficulty pushing the soft fabric into her, into her wet cunt as I sought her clit and began to rub it gently.

She gasped. “That’s what you do to me when you’re near me!” she said as she drew in a big, shuddering breath. “And when I smell your smell, I’m done for. I just soak myself. And now, finally, to feel you rubbing my cunt, to feel your finger stroking my clit……” she shuddered and pulled away from me, releasing my cock at the same time.

“Not here!” she said. “Upstairs! I want to feel your whole body next to me! I want to feel your face between my legs, licking my cunt and  my clit. I want to bury my head between your legs and kiss your balls, suck them, suck your cock and smell that wonderful smell that is you!”

And she grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the kitchen and upstairs to my bedroom. Pushing me onto the bed  she shut the door and leaned against it, breathing heavily and looking at me.

“I’m going to cum so quickly!” she said. “As soon as you touch me, I’m going to cum! I just know it!”

And she came to me and lay beside me and I was lost.

I stroked her hips and her waist, my hand rising up to cup one breast. She let out a gasp and closed her eyes.  I massaged her breast gently, playing with the nipple. It was so hard I thought it would break through the fabric of her bra. Her own hand moved down and rubbed the outside of my pants, rubbing the outline of my cock, her fingers curling round to cup my balls.

I kissed her, full on the lips and felt a thrill go through me. It was like kissing a girl for the first time ever.  I kissed her again and knew that the excitement was because this was forbidden fruit. Her lips were soft, delicate, her breath warm and gentle through her slightly open mouth. Her tongue flicked out and circled my lips and then she thrust her head forward and her tongue flashed into my mouth, writhing furiously and encircling my own tongue. I responded fully now, all inhibitions forgotten as I let myself sink into the rapture of enjoying her body.

My cock found the opening in my pants of its own accord and her fingers encircled it, stroking me gently, long, slow strokes that made me even harder and  I pushed my hips towards her, wanting my  cock to find her wet, warm cunt.

My own hand dropped to her thighs and she gasped again as she felt me stroking them, my fingers moving upwards as they caressed her soft flesh, until I found the edge of her soaking wet pants and my hand moved across to rub her lips, a finger again searching for the cleft between them so that I could rub her clit.

But she pulled away from me and gasped, “No! No!  Not your finger! You’ll make me cum too soon!  I want you!”

And she rolled away and onto her back and opened her legs wide. I moved across to lie above her, my hands supporting my weight  and gazed down at my soft, sexy, beautiful sister’s face. My cock hovered inches from her pussy. She quickly lifted her hips and pulled down her pants, just an inch or so.

“My gorgeous brother!” she breathed softly. “I want you! Push that big, hard cock into me, with my pants!”

I must have looked puzzled because she added breathlessly, “I want to feel that cock sliding into my cunt surrounded by my own pants because they’re wet and I’m wet and I know they’ll give enough for you to do it! And then, and then I’m going to feel your cock in me bareback! Just you, your hot hard cock, in me, sliding into me and fucking me!”

I moved my hips forward and the tip of my cock aimed true and straight and I felt her hot wet cunt lips against the tip, even through her pants. I pushed into her a little more, and my cock slid an inch or two inside her, taking her thin, wet pants with it.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhh!” she gasped. “Yes! Yes! Oh, it’s beautiful! It’s lovely!”

I stroked inwards and out again once, twice, and each time she let out a gasp. Her eyes were wide open now and staring at me.

“Enough!” she growled, deep in her throat. Quickly she reached down and pulled aside the leg of her pants.

“Now!” she breathed. “Now! Come into me! You!  My big brother!  Fuck me now!”

And I wanted this more than anything I’d ever wanted and I slid forward and my rampant rod slid into her open wet cunt like a homing missile. She was wonderfully, gorgeously tight and gripped my rod with her muscles and she was so wet and open that I slid right into her, up to the hilt and she cried out so loud and jerked her body I thought that I must have hurt her.

I stopped and she gasped “Yes!! Don’t stop! You’re in me! Oh, my gorgeous big brother! You’re in my cunt and I’m so wet and it’s filling me and I love it! Now fuck me, hard!”

And I began to stroke in and out, getting faster very quickly and almost with each stroke into her sopping wet pussy she let out a cry. Her hands pulled at my back and her fingers dug into me. She pushed up against me, her back leaving the bed as she thrust up to meet my strokes. Her hands dropped to my ass and she pulled me into her as hard as she could.

The feeling of being inside her was unbelievable. Her young, supple body was so perfect for me that I felt exhilarated like never before. I was in my young sister, fucking her, feeling her hot wet pussy gripping my cock and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.

“Wait!” she gasped, and she raised her legs up over my shoulders, opening her beautiful, hot, wet hungry cunt even more. As I thrust into her she began to tremble and the next two movements into her made her almost scream each time.

And then her fingers were raking my back as she came. She screamed aloud again and I felt my cock become soaked within her as the first huge gush of her juice and cum shot over it. There was so much I thought for a brief second that she was peeing  on me again and then I realised that it was her hot cum enveloping my cock. Her fingers were clawing at my back and again she shot a great quantity of cum over me, buried deep within her. It was enough to take me to the point of no return and even as she  released that second gush of fluid I came myself, spurting  my hot cum into her, once, twice, three times I felt my cock shudder as I sent my creamy spunk deep into her cunt. It was such a tremendous orgasm that I felt my legs and almost my whole body trembling with the ecstasy of  it.

“Yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!” she screamed as her body writhed and jerked  and she  felt my rod deep inside her.

“Oh, fuck, yes! Yes!”

Her eyes were screwed tightly shut and we were both covered with sweat from our passion. Her hair lay damply across one cheek and as she finally began to subside I realised that my back was sore from her fingernails. I started to gently slide back, to withdraw from her, but she let out a guttural “NO!” and gripped my ass again, pulling me into her as she slumped back on the bed, her breath ragged. She slid her legs off my shoulders and lay flat on her back, my own body resting half on her now as I relaxed too.

“Stay there!” she murmured in that guttural growl. “You stay in me! I’ve waited for so long to feel your big cock in me that you’re not moving from there now!”

And we lay, panting, hot, sweaty and I felt her cum and love juices, and my own hot cum, flow against my cock as it slowly subsided within her wet cunt. She began to stroke my back gently, caressing my hips and ribs, up to my neck and back again.

“Oh it feels so good to have you inside me!” she murmured in my ear. “I’ve dreamed of this moment when your hot strong body is next to mine, on top of mine. I love you so much, my brother.”

I managed to pull myself away from her and rolled to lie beside her. I looked into her face, her hair all tousled and damp, and I kissed her gently.

“Sis, you can’t say that. You can’t love me like that. I know you’re not a silly schoolgirl any more, but you just cannot love me that way.”

I paused and she was regarding me seriously and with a tinge of sadness in her eyes.

“Why can’t I?”

“Think about it!” I said with a note of desperation in my voice. “What will happen when we can’t be together? What will happen if I meet a girl and want to have a long, long relationship with her, maybe even marry her and have a family? How will you feel? What will you do?”

There was a silence as she continued to look at me, her fingers now gently tracing along my cheek and round my lips. I thought that perhaps I was beginning to get the message across, that she would stop and think about where this was going, where it could go. And could not.

“Don’t you love me a little bit too?” she whispered in a very small voice.

This was not what I expected at all. I bit back my immediate reaction of ‘no, not like that’ and thought about it.

 

I remembered our growing up times, visiting our grandparents, Christmases and birthdays. I didn’t think about our parents or anybody else, my thoughts were centred on my sister and me, how we acted together as kids, how we behaved to each other. I recalled summers, bathing in the huge plastic pool Dad used to set up in the garden for us when it was hot. Birthday parties in the garden. I remembered her first ‘love’ and how she’d cried when he’d dumped her, and how I’d tried to comfort her. All these nostalgic reminiscences had one thing in common. The feeling of brotherly love I’d had for my sister, all through our years together.  I looked at her sweet, innocent face now, and without moving my eyes my mind looked at her lovely lithe body, her shapely legs and that wonderful dark area hidden beneath those thin panties.

 

Did I love her now like I had done all our lives? And with a heart that was fleetingly as heavy as lead, then fluttering with excitement and exhilaration, I admitted silently to myself that no, I did not love her like that now.  My feelings had changed. I loved her as a woman, a lover,  a fantastic sexual partner who had brought me to heights of ecstasy I had never known with any other girl. I wanted to be next her. I wanted to be inside her wet, juicy cunt. I wanted to feel her arms round me, caressing me, stroking my cock, I wanted to see her eyes full of tenderness as she looked at me and know that she was loving me.

She had remained quite silent as I thought all this, just watching me and waiting. I could see in her eyes her own love, this forbidden and dangerous love,  and the trust that had always been there as we had grown up together. The trust that said, ‘ you’re my big brother and you’ll protect me, not hurt me’.  But I could also see  in her eyes the slight fear and worry of what she would hear when I answered her.

 

Should I end it all now? Should I answer her that I did not and could not love her the way she said she loved me, the way she wanted me to love her? Should I be cruel to be kind, to protect us both? Should I get up from the bed, shower, change, refuse  to be close to her, refuse any sex with her, and turn back from this perilous and dangerous path?

I rolled to lie on top of her again and buried my face against hers. Putting my lips against her ear, I said “Yes, sis, I do love you too. I do love you as a girl, a beautiful, adorable, luscious, desirable girl.

I love you as someone with whom sex is the most fantastic I’ve ever had. Yes, my lovely, adorable little sister, I love you too.”

And her arms went round my back and she held me so tightly I could hardly breathe and I felt her body shudder as she sobbbed once or twice. And I felt relief, and was glad, that I’d admitted the truth and hadn’t tried to hide my true feelings, either from her or myself.  And I knew that now there could definitely be no turning back.

 

She held me like that for a while, kissing me occasionally.

“I don’t know what I’ll do if you meet someone else,”  she whispered. “I don’t want you to, of course.

I don’t want anyone else. Only you. But…….”  She tailed off, then began again. “I suppose it’s inevitable, isn’t it? Maybe I’ll meet someone too, but I don’t think so. I won’t try. But if you do, you will tell me, won’t you? You won’t try and hide it from me?”

And she pushed me away from her so that she look into my eyes again.

“I’ll tell you,” I promised. She nodded, and then hugged me to her again.

“That sex was so good! I told you I’d cum as soon as you touched me. Now I want more!”

She started to push me down the bed until I was level with her breasts and pulled my head against them. She said nothing but she didn’t need to.

Gently I started kissing one nipple and fondling the other breast with my hand.  My lips and tongue circled round, teasing, feeling, bringing her nipple to an incredible hardness through her bra. My fingers gently rubbed her other breast and nipple producing the same result. She moaned a little as her hands stroked my back.

I eased my hands under and felt for the clasp of the bra. She arched her back to give me room and then it was undone, and I gently drew out the straps on each side as I  slid my hands from under her.  Now her bra was just resting on those gorgeous mounds, those full, firm, round, beautiful breasts and I used my teeth to lift the material gently from her,  and with a quick flip of my head it was gone. In front of me her breasts waited, and my tongue and lips went to them, now feeling their softness yet their firmness as I kissed each one, moving from one to another and back again without ever removing my mouth from her warm flesh.

Her hands were everywhere, stroking, rubbing, caressing me, on my back, my neck, through my hair and the moans were coming more often as I aroused her. Slowly I slid down her body, my kisses and licks now covering her stomach, across to her hips and returning, and lower still, reaching the waistband of those erotic, thin pants.

I stayed outside them, kissing her love mound and relishing the feel of her hot skin through them , smooth as it was with not a vestige of hair.

She started to push up against my mouth and her legs opened, inviting me to lie between them. I moved over to rest between her thighs. My imagination had not played me false:- I could feel their heat on either side of my cheeks as I kissed her thighs, licking, tasting, gently nibbling, moving higher and higher slowly, from one side to the other.

I reached the leg of her pants, licked her hot thigh once more, then  ran my tongue from her hip, down, down, following the line of the leg until I reached the softness of her cunt lips beneath my tongue, then I moved to the other side and did the same thing, never touching further than her lips, full and hot.

She moaned louder and pushed up at me.

“Oh, my brother! My lover! My love!  Lick me! Lick me, please! I want to feel that hot tongue of yours licking me out! Lick my clit and make me cum!”

I allowed my tongue to briefly flash across her panties, just brushing her opening and she gasped.  Using only my tongue I gently probed inside one leg, feeling her hot smooth flesh on my tongue as I explored higher and deeper. Then I had to hold back the leg of her pants with my fingers as my tongue tip found the wet gap between her lips and explored further inside……tasting her juices which were saturating her pants and my tongue and lips. And then I reached her button, her centre of ecstasy and she let out a long guttural groan and heaved up at me. I licked her, back, forth, around, up and down and her body started to writhe to meet my movements.  I felt a gush of her love juices and they tasted divine. And then, as my tongue licked and lapped at her clit, she could hold back no longer and I felt her cum join her love juice on my tongue.

“Uh! Uh! UH! Uhhhhhh!” she gasped and spasmed as she came.

I continued licking at her but she pushed me away.

“No! No! Wait!” she gasped, and lay there, her breasts heaving as she sought to regain her breath. I slid up her body and licked her nipples again but her hands went to cover them and she shook her head breathlessly, her eyes closed tightly.

“My sweet love! I can’t! Wait, please!”

So I lay beside her and watched her and thought,  yes, my beautiful sister, you really are something else! Gone was any lingering doubt about what we were doing. Now I wanted her. I wanted to feel that luscious body next to me, beside me, around me, all the time.

“God, that was nice!” she suddenly murmured.

I lay and watched her, a feeling of contentment inside me as I relived her passionate pleasure in my mind. I wanted to be inside her again. I wanted to fuck her until she was totally exhausted and couldn’t move.  And I wanted to take her in my arms and just hold her, doing nothing, just holding her close to me and feeling her body there.  I loved my sister.

No. I loved my lover.

Her eyes opened and she gazed at me.

“I wondered, I thought, often, how you would be in bed,” she murmured.  “I wondered if you’d jump at the chance to fuck me without a thought, but I guessed you wouldn’t want to. At first. And then I wondered, if you did, would you just fuck me without giving me any pleasure, any satisfaction, any climax? But somehow, I knew you wouldn’t.  I knew I would cum as soon as you were in me. But you’ve given me more pleasure than I ever dreamed of.  Your cock in me, your tongue licking me, it was all just……” she shrugged,  “unbelievable. I love you, my brother!”

And her hands went round me again and she pulled me to her, but gently, tenderly, lovingly.

“I must have a rest,” she giggled softly, “but I hope you’ve got plenty more cum in you, waiting to shoot inside me?”

“I have,” I said. “Plenty. And for you, I think I’ll have a lot. Often. I love you too, sis.”

We kissed and then relaxed, lying beside each other contentedly.

“When you’re ready, I am too,” I said after a while.

“In a minute,” she said. Then, “No. Now!”

She reached down and put her hand inside the opening at the front of my pants, holding my cock which immediately started to rise to the occasion. She extracted it and began to wank me again.

“I want this in my ass!” she said. “I want to feel this sliding inside my ass and filling me, shooting your cream into me! But now take these off, “ she tugged at my pants, “so I can feel your balls against me as you fuck me.”

Between us we pulled them down and I kicked free of them.

“Wait!” she said, took them in one hand and massaged herself between her legs with them. 

“I like it when they’re full of my juice, my cum and yours, “ she said. “You’ll have to shoot into them again for me before we’re finished. But first, me!” She pulled her own pants down and kicked free of them, and for the first time in my adult life I saw my sister naked. My eyes relished her body, ravaged her body, as I drank in her smooth soft skin, her long legs, and as she opened them wide again for me, her smooth love mound and cunt lips, wet, gleaming in the light from her own juices and cum.

She pulled at me and rolled me on top of her and I could feel the heat of her thighs once more as I lay between them. She raised those beautiful legs and grasped her own ankles, her cunt now open and so inviting in front of me, so wet and hot that I wanted to thrust my cock, hard again now, into her and pound her into a frenzy. But her rosebud was also there, and my cock twitched and strained harder as she used her fingertips to collect some of her own juice and moistened  the crease between her cheeks and her small round rosebud.

Her eyes gleamed with expectation and her voice was low, husky and sexy.

“Fuck my ass!” she  said. “ I want that lovely hard rod of your flesh in my ass! Fuck me, my lovely brother!”

I hesitated.

“Have you done this before?” I asked her.

“Once or twice,” she answered. “Have you?”

I nodded. “Once. But she didn’t like it.”

“I do!” my sister urged. “I do!  I love to feel my ass full and stretched, and I love the feel of cum shooting in me! But now I want to feel your cock and your cum there!”

I guided  my cock towards her ass, rubbed the tip between her cheeks, then eased up to her rosebud. She murmured, deep in her throat and spread her lovely legs wider. Slowly I thrust my hips forward and I felt her rosebud give as my length started to slide into her.  Her passage was even tighter than her soft wet cunt, and  I knew that it would only take a few movements from me  before I would have to cum. I slid into her, further, further and she moaned and gasped and tried to push back against me, urging me further in.  My cock was now buried deep in her, up to the hilt, and  I could feel the softness of her cheeks against my balls as I paused.  She looked up at me, her eyes shining.

“Yes!” she breathed. “I love it! I can feel that huge shaft in me! It’s gorgeous! Now fuck my hole!”

“Sis, I won’t be able to wait long,” I said. “You’re so beautiful and hot and tight round my cock,  I love being deep in your asshole, but as soon as I move, I shall cum.”

“Good!” she growled, “ but fuck me hard! Hard! Pound into me even if it’s only two or three times!”

I put my hands round her hips and pulled her against me and maybe my cock slid another few millimetres into her, but then I stroked, fast, hard, very hard, my hips banging against the backs of her thighs and ass cheeks as she held her legs up, open wide. My balls slapped against her ass too, and that feeling, her tightness, heat and the sensation of her muscles gripping me as I thrust at her was too much. Three times I pounded my length into my sister’s incredible ass and I could wait no longer and with a groan I stayed deep in her and let my hot cream spurt out and fill her back passage. The wetness from my cum made me want to stroke more, and as I pulled back a little I felt my cock lubricated deliciously by my own cum and pounded at her again twice more, sliding easily in her now, which produced another spasm from my rod and one last gush of cum into her.

She had moaned and gasped with each of my thrusts and as she felt my hot cream enter her she let out small, guttural cries of ‘Oh! Oh! Oh!’.

Completely spent, I gently eased back and withdrew from her. She allowed her legs to fall on either side of me, then moved them together, gripping me between them as she writhed and wriggled on the bed below me.

“So NICE!” she murmured again. “I’m so full of your cum, it’s amazing! I can feel it in me now! Hot! It’s just gorgeous!”

I managed to squeeze from between her legs and flopped on the bed beside her.

“Yes,” I agreed somewhat breathlessly. “Nice! Your ass is lovely! That was just heavenly!”

“Mmmmmmm!” she said and rolled to face me, her arms going round me and pulling me close to her.

“Love you, love you, love you!” she said.

I stroked her hair as I lay, recovering.

“I think,” I said, “that we should have a rest for a while. What about some coffee?”

She nodded. “Good idea. I’ll make some. But only if you promise……”

She tailed off and looked at me mischievously.

“Promise what?” I asked warily.

“To fuck me, suck me, wank me with your fingers, lick me, fuck my ass, and do everything  again. All weekend.”

I nodded. “Yes, I want it too, sis. I want you very much, even now when I’m already spent.”

It was her turn to nod.

“Sis,” I said seriously, “You’re not going to breathe a word of this to anyone, are you? Not even your best friend?”

“Huh! If I told her it’d be all over town in five minutes! No! You’re my secret! Now I can think about, no, now I can remember the feel of your cock in my pussy, your tongue licking my cunt and clit, your big, hot cock in my ass! Now I don’t have to imagine it! I can remember it whenever I want. No, I shan’t breathe a word to anyone.”

“You promise?” I asked again.

“I promise. And you?”

“Sis, I promise. If anyone ever found out, we’d be in such trouble….my God, I don’t want to think about it!”

She noddeed seriously. “Not a word. From either of us. Okay, let’s go and have a drink of something. And maybe a bite, too.”

She rolled off the bed, pulled on her pants again and winked at me. “If your hot cum leaks out of me, I want it to keep it in my pants,” she said,  “so I can feel it, smell it, taste it if I want! And put yours on again.”

I did, and we went downstairs to the kitchen.

 

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The weekend went so fast I wouldn’t have believed it. We sucked, licked, fucked, stroked, wanked, kissed, and then fucked again without stopping, except to regain our strength after each incredible, ecstatic bout of sex. She got her toys and we used them on each other.  The time my hard cock was rammed into her cunt and she thrust her dildo into my hand and told me to fuck her ass with it at the same time, she cried out so loudly as she climaxed that I was sure somebody must be able to hear her. But the windows and door were closed and I smothered her lips with mine to quieten her screams of ecstasy. The  TV remained off,  we didn’t go out,  we ate occasionally, she put some CDs on while we fucked,  but apart from that it was just an entire weekend of  unbridled, rampant, non-stop incestuous sex.

Finally, late Sunday afternoon, we tidied the place up before our parents returned. With one final, last bout of sex,  in which we first licked and sucked each other everywhere, caressed and wanked each other before I pounded her ass again, withdrawing in time to roll her over and enter her wet cunt for one delicious last climax that shot so much cum into her it leaked out of her pussy and onto her thighs which she then proceeded to collect in her pants again, we had to admit that any more would be too dangerous and we showered, dressed, changed the bedclothes and  by the time our parents walked in the door we were sitting demurely in front of the TV, watching a movie.

And of course, after that, it became so difficult, so frustrating  for us both that we took every tiny opportunity to pleasure each other.  If we were in and our parents were out, even for just half an hour shopping, we had sex. At night we usually managed to sneak a quick rub, often enough to orgasm, as we passed each other on the way in or out of the bathroom.  The very fact that we had our secret was enough to make us both want to be with each other, touch each other, fuck each other, all the more. But opportunities were not many, or often, and we made sure we took full advantage of them. And that included the car. Not so comfortable, but we managed once or twice.

Some three weeks after that weekend, in which time we’d managed to fuck each other in a real, unhurried way at home maybe four or five times, I picked up Sis from work in the car one Friday evening and brought her home with me. So, unusually, we both walked in the front door together. Mum and Dad greeted us in their usual perfunctory, but nonetheless affectionate way, and Dad said, “You’ve both got a letter. Same one, it looks like.”

As I was last in I was next to the hall table where post was left. Sure enough, there were two letters, one for me and one for Sis. Both white business envelopes, printed name and address. Local postmark, dated yesterday. I flipped over the envelopes but there was nothing to indicate where they’d come from. Sis came back into the hall to collect hers and looked at it disinterestedly.

“Some sort of crap, probably,” she muttered. She took it with her as she went upstairs to her room. I did the same, thinking that it could wait until I’d showered and changed, whatever it was.

I had just stripped off my shirt and jeans when there was a knock at the door and without waiting for an invitation it was opened and Sis ran into the room. She closed the door behind her and stared at me. She was trembling from head to foot and as white as a sheet.

“Have you opened that letter?” she asked in a hoarse whisper.

I shook my head.

“Open it!”

“Sis, what is it? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost! What’s the matter?”

“Open the fucking letter!” she screamed in that same hoarse whisper.

I grabbed it from the bedside table and ripped it open. Sis had come to sit on the bed beside me and I could feel her trembling.  She  was holding a sheet of paper and she thrust it at me. There was a single sheet of plain white paper in my envelope. The paper had two lines of print on it, no heading, no signature. I read it, then looked at her paper. They were identical.  Sis and I stared at each other.

“Oh fuck!” I said.

I put my arm round her and held her tightly as she started to cry. The letters read:-

 

I know you’ve been having sex with each other. I’ll be in touch.

My Girls Chapter 21

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Chapter 21



I led Amy and Katie into the bedroom by the hand, and closed the door. They stood there, serious eyed, lower lips trembling. They were scared little girls. Amy didn't know what was in that file, but she knew that if Katie was nervous, there must be a reason. I thought for a second about prolonging my silence, to pay Amy back for all her teasing, but I couldn't do that. This was their life they were worried about. I reached over with a serious look on my face and started unbuttoning the top button on each of their blouses.

"I have always found that making love is much more fun with your clothes off," I stated solemnly. I still did not smile. I waited to see how long it would take the little genius to comprehend what I had ju

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st said. I assumed they got it when the room lit up green and yellow with their smiles and they launched themselves at me. Whoa! That's the first time I had seen their auras shine through like that!

"Oh Daddy!" They bubbled. They were both trying to hug me and kiss me at the same time. That doesn't work very well when you only have one mouth. I pushed them both away and made them stand still.

"Close your eyes. Hands at your side. Don't move unless I tell you to. Turn your sensors on fully."

They looked nervous, but excited too. They could sense this was going to be good. I didn't really have to tell them to turn their senses on. They had been pinging me ever since I had walked out of the computer room. I continued slowly unbuttoning Katie's blouse. When she felt my hands touch her, she moaned softly and trembled all over. As I unbuttoned each button, I spread the blouse apart and kissed her, from her throat all the way down to the top of the next button. She cried out softly each time I kissed her. When I got to the last button and spread her blouse apart, I proceeded to lick and kiss her all the way from her throat to her navel, sticking my tongue into her navel. She squealed, and I felt her knees start to buckle. I slipped my tongue as far into the waistband of her shorts as I could, and just licked from right to left across her stomach. She whimpered, then she cried out and a burst of yellow joy leapt from her mind to mine. I felt it wander softly and happily around my mind. Then I noticed there was a little of the orange glow with it, separate but intermingled. I reached out and touched it with some of my green. It was definitely not harmful. It seemed cautious, but liked my green. However, it still preferred the yellow and flowed back over to the yellow. I called it back again. The orange flowed back over to my green, and wrapped itself around my green. Suddenly, I felt my senses change. It was not alarming, but I knew that my outgoing senses to Amy and Katie were in a loop, just sending the same thing repeatedly, but I was not sending them real time anymore. It was then that the orange wrapped around me and I would have fainted from the shock of the realization of what this was, if the orange had not sustained me. I saw and faintly heard the words in my head, so faint that I could not recognize the voice.

'"This is our secret, just for us. Even Amy doesn't know. Tell no one."' Oh my God! Oh my God! How could this be?!? Cindi?!? Cindi?!? But Cindi had never been orange. The words formed again, but no voice this time. I felt that the voice transmission was too hard for it to sustain.

'I'm sorry, no. Not Cindi. Those were never her words. They were mine, just delivered by her. Do not be afraid. I have isolated you from Amy and Katie so your thoughts do not give away our secret. They have not noticed you are not there.' I saw an image of me continuing to lick and suck Katie's pretty little belly, holding her up as her knees tried to give out. 'I will not harm you. I would die first. Think again. I will help you.' A flood of unrecognized images entered my mind. It coalesced into a realization. Oh. My. God. Oh my God! How could this be?!? This was not possible! The orange words interrupted before I cried out the name that appeared in my mind.

'Remember, this is our secret, just for us. Even Amy doesn't know. Tell no one. They mustn't know my name. Not until the time is right. I have hidden all these thoughts behind a wall in your mind. You can access them anytime you want.' I felt a shy little smile. 'I hope you will think of me often, just as I do you. But the thoughts will be protected from their sensing. When the time is right, the thoughts will be released. Some things you need to know. Your wonderful wife is not ok. Her mind has been seriously hurt by what they did to her, the guilt she carries for what they made her do. Ask Katie. She knows what they did. It will be painful for you to hear, but you must know. Do not have Katie show you the images. It will be more than you can bear. I can help you with her, with Katie's help. But you must go avenge her first. When you get back, you must ask for Katie's and my help with your wife. Neither Katie nor I can ever help you at anything unless you ask.' Ah, the reason for the statements "all you have to do is ask." 'Do not delay your trip, no matter what happens. Take care of your girls tonight. They need you. But go tomorrow. Do not indiscriminately destroy the building. You must search it well before you destroy it. There is something there, something very valuable, that you must find. You will recognize it when you see it.' Then I heard a merry little giggle, and the orange tendrils danced in front of me enticingly. 'I have to go now. This takes so much energy. I have saved up a long time to break out for you like this. I must go before they notice. Don't forget me. You are my only hope.' I felt the orange tendrils give me a 'kiss', and then they flowed back out of my mind with Katie's yellow. Except for a tiny bit of orange that remained, encircling a small area of my mind.

I returned to Katie as if I had never left. I slipped my finger just inside the waistband of her shorts and slid it slowly from side to side. She whimpered and cried out each time I moved it. Then I heard Amy.

"Please. Can I at least watch? I'm going crazy over here listening to all this and not being touched," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

I kissed Katie on her cute little bellybutton and told her I would be right back. She gave a little whimper of frustration. I moved over to Amy and started doing the same thing I had done to Katie. Being new to these feelings, and not having the control Katie has, she was soon breathing heavily and raggedly and crying out almost continuously as I touched her pretty little body all over. It was so hot listening to her cry out like that. I undid her shorts and started to slowly slip them down her hips. Then her panties. She was gasping she was so turned on. I slowly stood up, running my hands over her body, and kissed her neck, whispering in her ear.

"Move over and take the rest of Katie's clothes off." I whispered. Amy shivered.

"Do you like to see Katie and me play with each other?" she whispered back. "We talked about it, Daddy. We can't lick or... do each other down there. But we can snuggle, kiss, play with each other's breasts, stroke, and rub each other if you like that. Just not... down there. Would you like to see that?" She giggled.

I kissed her. "If you want to. I would never ask you to do what you don't feel comfortable with." Amy moved over and slowly started sliding Katie's blouse off her shoulders, then kissed her neck. Finally, she kissed her on the mouth. I saw Katie react with surprise and she started to open her eyes in surprise. But she was dealing with probably the fastest human on the earth. Before she could open them, Amy laid her fingers over Katie's eyes.

"Eyes closed, Little One," she said in an almost perfect imitation of my voice. I looked shocked. She gave me an "oops!" look, as if she didn't mean to let me know that, and just shrugged her shoulders. She proceeded to play with Katie. She licked her neck, kissed her. When she sucked a nipple into her mouth, Katie screeched softly and trembled all over. I could tell she was so confused. The voice was mine, but it didn't feel like me. She and Amy haven't done enough to recognize her feel. Finally, I took both their hands and led them over to the bed.

I knew I had to do Katie first. She was so turned on she couldn't stand it. Her aura was leaking slightly she was so turned on. It seemed like the girls have changed again, with their auras showing now and then. I was so turned on I didn't want to delay either. Amy lay down next to Katie, and slid one arm under her head, holding her close. Then she put her other arm around her and softly rubbed her chest, whispering in her ear how much she loved her little Katie. I dropped my head down between Katie's legs and before she even knew I was there, I sucked her clit hard into my mouth and ran my tongue very quickly over it, back and forth. Just then Amy kissed her, and Katie screamed her lungs out into Amy's mouth. We kept this up, with the addition of me sliding a finger up into Katie and running my thumb over her other little hole until she finally collapsed, dead to the world. Amy looked at me and giggled. I just lay there, looking at the two prettiest girls I have ever seen. Amy blushed under my stare.

"What?" She was getting embarrassed, self-conscious, and shy. Amy?

"Just thinking how beautiful you are. I love you so much. How do you move so fast? And when did you learn to imitate my voice?"

She looked embarrassed. "I don't know. It just happens. Sorry about the voice. If I had realized I could do that, I would have thought before doing it in front of you." She looked at me, serious concern in her eyes. "Can we talk while Katie sleeps?" I followed her out to the other room. I sat down on the couch and she curled up on my lap. She had tears in her eyes.

"Daddy, how come I am crying so much these days? I never cry. Sometimes I feel like such a freak. How do I know how to use a gun? How can I shoot someone without even looking at him? How can I shoot someone... period? I'm Amy, the nicest girl in the world, and tomorrow I am going to go with you to kill people. I am insisting on going, I forced you to let me go. Who am I? I do so many weird things. How can I talk in your voice? How did I know what to tell Captain Jensen? What the hell is an Angels 2, anyway? And why are there orange tendrils in your mind that you are trying to hide from me? I know they won't hurt us, but why are they there? What are they? Why are Katie and I not supposed to know about them? Why were you sending a fake endless loop before? What was in that file, Daddy? It's even worse than I think, isn't it? What other freaky things can I do? It must be bad or Katie wouldn't keep it from me." She was sobbing now. "Daddy, I just want to be a normal little girl. I'm only 13 years old. I want to sit on my Daddy's lap and tell him about my day at school. I want to be a cheerleader. I want to tease boys. I want to go shopping with Mommy. Is she going to be all right? Will I ever be normal again? Oh God, I WANT MY CINDI BACK!" I was crying too, watching my little girl go to pieces in front of me. I didn't know what to do. I hugged her. I wished I could console her, make her feel better. I saw the little orange tendrils in my mind. They formed little figures that jumped up and down and clapped their 'hands'. Then the words spelled out "All you had to do is ask". What did that mean? You are weird, little orange person. I distinctly heard a little teenage giggle in my mind. I saw the words "Wow. She is a genius, isn't she? I didn't expect her see through my camouflage that fast." I recognized the giggle as little orange person, but I didn't recognize it as anyone I knew.

I hugged Amy, and then I kissed her. She clung to me desperately, sobbing almost hysterically. I picked her up and carried her back into the bedroom. I took her clothes off as she clung to me, sobbing. She tried to stop me, and stamped her little foot in frustration as I continued to strip her. I laid her on the bed. By this time, Katie was awake and was looking at Amy in alarm. I whispered to her to help me love Amy. She wrapped her arms around her and kissed her, trying to comfort her. I was worried. Amy looked like she was slipping back into a relapse. Then I noticed that my control over the orange tendrils in Katie's mind stopped, and Katie was suddenly in intense pain from a tremendous headache. I watched her and Amy both go "off line", Katie from pain, Amy from hysteria. Oh no, all my girls were going to pieces at once! Then I saw little orange tendrils reach out to Amy. They wrapped themselves lovingly around her mind, and soothed her. It held her agitated green aura, and calmed it down. Then it fled back to my mind, locking itself up again. I knew it had taken them off line so they wouldn't detect it. My control over the orange pieces in Katie's mind returned and I suddenly had two calm girls on my hands. I kissed Amy passionately, and she kissed me back. She pulled me over on top of her, and wrapped her arms and legs around me, holding me tight.

"Sorry, Daddy. Even geniuses go to pieces occasionally. I'm ok now. Those little orange... pills really work wonders, don't they? It's ok, I know you don't want anyone to know you take them sometimes. I won't tell anyone their name." She looked at the shocked look on my face, gave me an Amy 'just how stupid do you think I am' look, rolled her eyes, and then laughed at me. A delightful, happy laugh. I could understand that. I was pretty ecstatic also, since I 'met' Little Orange Person. She looked at me in mock disgust. "What is with all this clothes on stuff? Are you going to take them off, or are we going to watch the 'Orange Bowl' all night?" She giggled helplessly. Very funny, Amy smart-ass. I gave her a warning glance and looked at Katie. I felt Amy in my mind. 'Oops! Sorry. I will behave if you make love to me. Deal? Hi Little Orange Person! Thank you! Love you! Bye.' She giggled hysterically as she started taking my clothes off. Katie looked confused, wondering what the joke was. Then she decided she would just kiss Amy instead.

I sucked Amy to three orgasms while Katie kissed her to keep from waking up the whole house with her screams. Then I went inside her and we both climaxed together. I rolled over on my back and held her as she fell asleep with me still inside her. Katie nudged me.

"Hey! That's supposed to be my sleeping position! What happened to her? She hasn't been that bad in a long time. Maybe we should all have those orange pills for emergencies." Poor Katie! She was so gullible sometimes. Codes worked so well with her, because to Katie everything was up front. It never occurred to her that anyone would hide something from her. That was why she was so upset that she couldn't let Amy read the file.

"She was upset because she thinks she's a freak. She keeps doing these things that she doesn't know she can do. She just wants to be a normal little girl. I'm really glad she didn't see the file or the 'videos'. Katie, what about the 'video' you didn't show me? If we are going in together tomorrow, I need to know everything about what she can do." I wasn't sure I wanted to see it, though.

"I will show it to you if you want. It's not pretty. You may regret this." It was the one where she was locked, unarmed, in a room with ten armed men. I watched in horror but fascinated as she took them all out. Katie miscalculated. It wasn't even three minutes. Then I noticed something odd. I asked Katie to run it again. Then again. Then I sat back and thought about what I had seen.

"What is it, Daddy? You've seen something I missed. Tell me." Katie was poking me impatiently.

"Two things. Amy didn't kill anyone in that scene. Only one of those men was real. He was one of the survivors. The others were computer-generated holograms. She wouldn't even notice the difference on the drugs she was on. It actually makes it even more impressive, as those holograms are even faster and better than most humans are. It may help you to know that little Amy is not a killer. Thanks to her Daddy, she will be by tomorrow night, but she is not yet," I stated bitterly. Katie hugged me and told me to stop being an ass. "The second thing is that I know the doctor that ran that test. He didn't disappear because they didn't like the test. They didn't care, as it was holograms. Amy was never in real danger. That doesn't lessen what she did — they never touched her, hologram or not. She really dodged all those bullets, computer generated or not. That doctor ran afoul of one of my agents on a child abuse case "24" was working on. The agent was the one that walked away; the doctor didn't. In light of what I know now about you kids, it may not have been child abuse. They may have been working on more subjects." Katie looked at me in horror.

We finally went to sleep. Katie relented and let Amy continue to sleep on top of me. We had never done that before. It felt really good, being that close to her. She smiles in her sleep when you kiss her forehead. When I woke up the next morning, Katie had reclaimed her place. Spoiled little brat!

For once, I didn't have a hard time getting the girls up. Amy was ready to go. She came into the living room dressed in a black jump suit, her hair in a ponytail. I didn't see any guns, but she assured me she had two. There were various bulges in various other pockets that I didn't even want to ask what they were. Man, she looked sexy! I'm good at all this, but I know when the student has surpassed the teacher. If she didn't know what to do, if she couldn't handle herself, we were both dead anyway. I left her to get ready and went in to check on Victoria.

She was still asleep, or unconscious. I asked the doctor how she was.

"I am keeping her sedated until you get back. I want you here and not about to go anywhere when she comes out of it. I don't know what we are going to find when she does wake up. She may be an emotional wreck. She will need you full time to come out of it."

"When I get back, I will be here for her. First, I have to make sure she is safe." I kissed her on the forehead and left.

I stopped to talk to Captain Jensen on the way out. We reviewed the plans for the security of the house while I was gone.

"The FAA and all the military branches have been advised to keep all planes out of this area. They have been warned that anything that flies within 20 miles of here will be warned once and then shot down. We have a perimeter around the area. No one gets in unless you, Amy or Katie, personally advise me of his or her arrival. I have two fighters in the air at all times, one with Phoenix missiles with an effective range of 150 miles. We should be ok until you get back." Captain Jensen tried to reassure me. "I have two fighters escorting you to the air field near your location. They will await your departure there. I have two AH-64 Apache Longbows escorting you in to the target zone. They will stay out of sight but will available on 15 seconds notice. There is an extraction group 2 minutes away if you need help. Don't be shy — holler if you get lonely. I don't care about you - I want to see that pretty little girl again." We hugged, and I went to pick up Amy.

Amy and Katie were standing side by side, holding hands and talking. Katie saw me and started crying. She ran over to me and literally leaped up into my arms. I hugged her and kissed her as she clung to me.

"Hey, Little One. That's a lot of tears for a no brainer cleansing mission. Do you know something I don't?"

"Patrick, you get your ass back here to us in one piece, you hear me? Don't you take any chances. Don't play tough guy. Let Amy take care of you. Unless they have the USS Missouri, they aren't going to hurt her. You bring my Daddy and my Sister back to me in one piece or I'm going to kick your ass."

"I'm never going to get out of here if you don't quit soaking my shirt so I have to keep changing it," I teased her. "I will be back. I wouldn't want to miss a night of you sleeping on top of me. Take care of your Mom."

We finally got out of there, about an hour before dawn. We flew there almost without incident. There was one plane that approached us, but apparently he didn't like F-15's because he veered off when they challenged him. It was comforting to see two F-15's on our wing all the way in. Then we helicoptered into the target area. Someone was not taking changes. Apache's are uglier than hell and fly like a brick, but they sure are comforting as an escort. Anyone tries anything with those around, they had better be perfect in their execution. You make one little mistake and they will ruin your whole day. We rested for a few hours just a couple of miles from the target. I figured Amy was tired, and needed some rest. Nope... she wanted to fool around for a while before we went to kill bad guys, as she put it. Teenagers!

Finally, we approached the complex about 4 PM. Our information was that would be right after guard change, when things would be somewhat confused. There should be about 10 guards in the facility, with the big guys being in the underground complex part. As we walked up to the front door, we talked casually to each other, to try to sound innocent, and to calm our nerves.

"I think we should try the pretty young girl soft touch approach again this time, to disarm them. That seemed to work well last time," Amy giggled. Was she enjoying this?

"Yeah, I like that approach — just shoot everything and make me the bad guy. Real subtle, genius girl. But you took way too long and moved too slow last time. Can you maybe not take so long this time picking out where you want to hit them in the knee and just do it, huh? Good help is so hard to find these days," I complained.

"Too slow? You hadn't even closed your mouth yet when I was done! What a jerk! I should have left you at home and let Katie soak all your shirts. I don't know why she was so worried about getting you home again anyway. I'm her sister; two cute girls can always find another washed out old guy for a Daddy!" She giggled hysterically. And so it went, back and forth, keeping each other loose. Finally, we walked in the front door.

There were four bodyguard types sitting at a table playing cards when we walked in. Shoulder holsters. Suspenders. Bottles of whiskey on the table. Poker chips scattered about. Good grief! Did we wander into a bad detective western movie? These guys weren't even subtle. One of them looked up as we approached, and then they all looked at us. Then one of them whistled.

"Hey babe, want to join us? Lose the old man and we'll show you a good time!" I saw Amy's eyes flash. Well, there wasn't any doubt now as to whether or not they would live. Amy hates macho assholes. I was betting he got the first bullet. Amy batted her eyes and gave them her best southern drawl, acting like a dumb lost blond... er brunette.

"Can you-all tell me where I can find the boss? I have a delivery for him," she drawled, batting her eyes again. I rolled my eyes at her. I hoped she didn't have aspirations as an actress.

"You have to have an appointment to see the boss. He don't see nobody without an appointment, little lady." Yep. He's definitely getting the first bullet. Little lady?

"Sure is a good thing I got an appointment then," she drawled. Her hand moving so fast it was almost a blur, she drew her gun and shot all four of them before they even started to move. I don't know why I even came along on this trip. We checked each body for useful info, keys etc.

"Damn, girl, could I at least get to do something once in awhile!" I joked. Inwardly, I was amazed. Seeing it on a replay in your mind and seeing it in person are two entirely different things.

"Can't help it if you're so slow. Here, you can reload my gun if you want!" She laughed at me. Without even turning, or looking, she pointed her gun behind and to the left and shot the guy entering the door on that wall. She smiled at me, and gave me that Amy 'what! You mean you can't do that' look.

"I'm going to paddle your butt when I get you home!" I warned her. She grinned and blew the smoke out of the barrel of her gun. I laughed at her. "Amy, honey, you have been watching way too much bad TV!"

We opened the next door. This was a room with a closed patio sliding glass door on one wall. They were waiting for us here. I actually shot two while Amy shot three. Then I saw Amy make what will probably be one of the few mistakes she ever makes. Unfortunately, it was when I was making the same one. She relaxed before she checked behind the door.

The man behind the door shoved the door closed and chopped his hand across her wrist, knocking her gun out of her hand. He brought the submachine gun he was holding up in an arc and pulled the trigger on full automatic. I was turning my gun towards him to blow him away when he fired. I saw Amy diving to the right of him, but there was no way he was going to miss her with the first several bullets. And he didn't miss.

I saw, as in slow motion, the first six bullets heading for Amy. I saw her diving. As fast as she was, I knew she couldn't make it. As the bullets reached a point six inches from her, they shattered into little pieces as sparkly deep, bright blue energy flashed all over in a vertical sheet. Kind of looked like hitting a Star Trek shield with a phaser. One extra chance is all Amy would ever need. She rolled as she hit the floor, bounced up, and chopped him across the larynx with the edge of her open hand, crushing it. As he started choking, she grabbed him and threw him through the glass patio doors. I hate being left out, so I shot him as he went though the glass.

Amy looked around carefully this time, to be sure no one was around, then closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath. Then she walked over to me, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed me.

"I don't know how you did that sparkly pretty blue thing, but thank you. I owe you one." She gave me a shaky little smile. I think it just lost some of the fun for her.

"Sorry, Amy, but you can't blame that one on me. That wasn't my shield." She looked at me, confused, but I was no help; I was confused too. So, now that we had our screw up, everything was ok, right? Nope. We went into the next room, and as we entered, we realized that we were well and truly screwed. There were at least 20 guys in this room, a large ballroom, and they were all waiting for us. They knew we were coming.

The only good thing I could think of all this was that I would die too and I wouldn't have to tell Victoria or Katie that I had gotten Amy killed. That advantage was not worth watching my darling little girl die in front of me though. But we were not going down easy.

Amy had a gun in each hand, firing as fast as she could. She wasn't even looking at her targets, but she wasn't missing, either. I grabbed an Uzi from one of the dead guy's hands and was firing it with one hand and my pistol with the other. Between the two of us we dropped 10 guys in the first 5 seconds or so. But it wasn't enough. We weren't going to make it. Besides, another five or six guys entered the room from the side door. Amy looked at me with a huge grin on her face. How the hell could she find humor in this? Then she pulled two grenades out of one of the pockets of that natty little suit of hers, pulled the pins, and threw them into the room. Great idea Amy! Except... we were in the fucking room too, genius girl! Well, if we were going to die, we might as well take them with us. "Fire in the hole!" Amy whispered to me, giggling, as she grabbed me and pulled me in close to her. This girl was nuts!

Then the fun started. Amy and I were surrounded in a bright, deep green glow. Then we and the perimeter of the room were surrounded in a bright orange glow. Finally, Amy and I were suddenly surrounded with a bright, deep blue glow. We looked like a bloody Christmas tree. As the grenades exploded, the room near where we were standing exploded into shimmers and sparkles of orange, blue and green light, as the energy was deflected by the glowing shields or whatever they were. It was hard to see, there were so many colored fuzzies floating around. As it cleared, we saw dead bodies lying all over the place. The room was empty of all life except Amy and me.

We closed and locked all the doors in the room. We needed a break. Amy laid her head against my chest and gave a tiny little sob. Then she looked up at me, her eyes bright.

"Someone really likes us," she whispered in a tiny voice. "Thank you, Little Orange Person!" She said fervently. "I really do love you now!"

'You're welcome, ' appeared in words in my mind. 'I love you two also. Now would you get your asses in gear and come rescue me?' Then it printed the word 'giggle!' You are too cute for words, Little Orange Person! I told Amy what Little Orange Person said. She looked at me as if I was nuts. I don't know that I had ever told her we were talking back and forth. I also told her, a little belatedly, not to just blow everything up, as there was something very valuable to find here.

Should be easy from here. Find the big boss, kill his guards, kill him, rescue Little Orange Person, and leave. Wonder what we were going to find for Amy to do to keep from being bored?

After checking all the doors and verifying this level was now clear, we opened the door that led downstairs. We went down several stairs, turned a corner, and stopped at a big, thick, steel door. We tried the keys we had picked up off the bodies. Course not. That would be too easy. I stood there, wondering what we were going to do. I hadn't brought my bazooka. Amy smiled, waiting patiently.

"Any good ideas, big guy? I don't want you whining that you don't get to do anything again. I've done all the work so far while you sat back eating bonbons. Time for you to earn that overly inflated salary of yours!" She smiled to show me she was just kidding. I shrugged my shoulders. "Ok, you had your chance." She pulled a glob of plastic explosives out of another pocket, and a detonator out of a third one. Good grief! I hoped she had lunch in there too; I was getting hungry. She grinned.

"I have lunch all planned out. You'll like it!" I bet I would! She rigged the charge, we stepped around the corner, and she blew the door. What a disappointment. Almost no bang; it just fell in. The disappointment continued as we stepped in the door. Twelve men dressed in black pajamas were standing there, each holding a gun on us. Even Amy was going to have a problem here. Then one of them stepped forward.

"Amy. Nice to see you again." She looked confused. "Oh, that's right, you don't remember me. What a shame. You were the best fuck I ever had. Well, maybe next to your Mom. I really enjoyed her yesterday. She really enjoyed it too. Kept begging for more." Bad move, asshole. Amy's eyes went flat, devoid of expression, empty. I noticed my vision changed slightly. So, that's what it felt like when my eyes did the same thing. I suddenly was cold, emotionless. This was going to be fun. "Tell you what. Make you a deal," he continued. "We drop all the guns, and do this the fun way. You win, you get to go on. We win, you're mine again. I might let you keep the old man to clean out your cage." He sure had an evil grin.

Was this guy stupid? Or was he just that good and wanted a challenge? I was sensing Amy. He couldn't have done a better job at preparing her for combat if he had tried. She smiled at me as she flipped her gun over into the corner. 'You were my first.' She assured me. I smiled at her in reassurance.

"Since he is only good for cleaning cages, you won't mind if the old man helps me. Sometimes my back itches when I fight and he's an excellent back scratcher," she giggled. I tossed my guns over in the corner also. They tossed theirs into the other corner.

"This is going to be fun! Are you ready, old man?" Amy giggled, grinning at me. "Shall we dance?"

Suddenly, there were bodies moving everywhere. The first man that approached Amy tried to jump kick her. She stepped aside, and flung him into the nearest wall, snapping his neck. She spun around, grabbed the arm of the next man as he tried to hit her, broke his arm, and flung him back to me. I punched him in the chest, stopping his heart, and broke his neck as he went past. Then I moved up next to her. She smiled at me, and was so confident, she reached over and squeezed my hand briefly as the next several men approached. I saw loudmouthed man notice the action so far and the hand squeeze and he started to look like he had made a mistake. He started to back away.

The next several attacked all at once. Amy spun kicked the first one, while chopping two more with open hand strikes at the same time. What a wimp. Couldn't you get the other foot in there too? I had never seen anyone do three hits simultaneously before. 'Are you going to help or just stand back and admire me?' She giggled in her mind. 'I can give you something better to admire later!' She giggled again. It was as if our minds were on a completely different plane than our bodies. Our bodies were just reacting on their own. I suddenly realized that, much as I hated what they had done to my little girl, she was in her element. She was made for this. She was enjoying it. These were not people, they were scum. Who cared if they died? I decided to leave the rest of the philosophy lesson for later.

Amy grabbed the one she had kicked, slammed his head down into her knee, and smacked both open hands across his ears. Ouch! He went down like a sack of potatoes. The one she had chopped on her right I kicked on the knee, and as he went down, I chopped him across the back of his neck. I thought I felt something break as I hit him. I saw Amy run and take a leap in the air, twisting as she soared, legs spread wide apart. What was she doing? As she spun in the air, she kicked one man in the head with one leg, and a second one in the head with the other leg. As she began to come down, twisting again to face them, she shoved her stiffened fingers into each of their solar plexus' (plexi?), doubling them over. As she slid over to the side, recovering her balance, I leaped into the air, kicking both of them in the head. They both went down. 'Are you satisfied now?' she quipped. 'Not bad for an old man!' She giggled. The third man that she had chopped, now behind her, was reaching out to grab her. As he came near to her, she turned and he punched her in the stomach. What? Someone hit Amy? I had never seen that before. Mark it on your calendar. As I moved to help her, as she doubled over, I realized what I had seen. He had never touched her, through the deep, bright green glow that covered her stomach. I realized she was faking it. Apparently, the keepers of the orange and blue glow knew it too, as they didn't even bother to help. As he moved closer to her doubled over form, reaching out to grab or hit her, she stood up, arms together, and spread her arms out quickly, separating his arms. Then she punched him in the chest and kicked him in the head simultaneously. Usually in a double shot like that, the hand goes higher than the leg, as it is higher on the body. I had never seen a cross like that. She grinned at me. I think she was showing off!

There were only five left, including loudmouth. They didn't look quite as confident as before. I really didn't like the way they seemed to be thinking. Sure enough, I saw them run towards their guns. I dived towards ours as I saw Amy flying through the air towards me. As I got to our guns, I grabbed Amy's two and hurled them towards her. I grabbed mine and turned, just in time to see Amy put on the show of the day.

As she soared through the air, she reached out and grabbed the guns flying towards her. She deftly caught each one by the grip, sliding her finger onto the trigger, twisted in mid air, and started firing with both hands. About the same time, I started firing also. Loudmouth got one shot off before they all fell to the ground. Unfortunately, that one shot hit me.

Damn it! I'm fighting alongside a 13-year-old cheerleader that had never even seen a gun in her life before as far as I knew and I get shot? I'm too old for this shit. I knew it was bad. I could feel the energy sliding out of me. Amy was kneeling beside me, and even if I didn't feel it, I could tell from the way Amy looked. She was crying and holding me.

"Oh God, Daddy, I'm so sorry! I tried to get him before he fired. I even tried to get in the way and take the bullet. Please, Daddy, don't leave me!" She sobbed.

"Amy, if you had taken that bullet I would have kicked you butt. You take care of your Mom, hear? She's going to need a lot of help and love," I whispered, and coughed. God, I loved this girl. I couldn't stand the thought of the pain I was going to bring her. I will never know why I did what I did at that moment. It made no sense. With what I knew had to be my dying breath. I whispered, "Cindi. Little Orange Person. Help her." It made no sense. I mean, Cindi was dead. And I didn't even know who Little Orange Person was. Then I was above, looking down at the scene, watching Amy cry. A very sexy shaped orange energy form hugged me, holding me close. 'All you had to do is ask, ' it said. Have you ever been kissed by pure energy? I never thought I would say this, but it is better than Amy's kisses. Don't tell her I said that!

I watched Amy's head tilt slightly to the side. Then she leaned down to 'me', and whispered.

"Daddy. Do you love me?"

:"I love you, Amy," I whispered back.

"Do you trust me, Daddy?" She whispered again, tears streaming down her face.

"Amy, I love you and trust you so much I will gladly die here if it will keep you safe and happy," I whispered back.

"Hold my hand, Daddy. Love me. Trust me." She took my hand and closed her eyes, putting her other hand over the wound in my chest. Too bad, she missed it. Three things happened simultaneously. First, an orange and bright, deep blue glow filled the whole room. Then, a bright, deep blue lightning bolt came from the ceiling and at the same time, an orange bolt came from the room next door. Finally, a golden yellow bolt shot in from the ceiling. All three joined together, and then slammed into my body, right in my chest in the middle of the green glow where her hand was, with enough force that I lost consciousness. The last thing I heard was Amy whispering, "I love you, Daddy."

I don't know how long I had been out when I woke up. Long enough that Amy had called in the support group that we would never need. They were cleaning up the area. I could hear isolated shots periodically. My head was lying in Amy's lap, and she was stroking my hair, holding me. She was crying her eyes out, but was looking at me with a beautiful smile on her face. She gave me a wonderful kiss.

"Hey sleepyhead. Some people will do anything for a nap. Do you feel up to getting up and doing some work for a change?" Her smile was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.

"Can't you guys do anything without me?" I asked grumpily, and then kissed her nose. She giggled.

"It seems there is someone who says her name is Little Orange Person who won't talk to anyone but you. She refuses to come out of her room until she sees you. Do you have girls everywhere? I thought you said you loved me. And Katie? And Victoria? And Cindi? And... ?" She laughed. She helped me up and let me lean on her on the way into the next room. "Good grief, you're heavy! I'm just a little girl, you know!" She reached over and kissed my cheek.

"Yeah. Right. A little girl that throws grown men around the room. Katie told me to lean on you. I am. She gets mad when I don't do what she says. Ever seen a mad Katie?"

"Yeah. Once. Here, lean on me some more," she said, giving me a look of mock horror.

When we got to the room in question, I went in alone, asking Amy to stay outside. I don't get the chance to get back at her often, and I wanted to fully savor this moment. I walked into the dark room. As soon as I entered, a pretty young thing wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. We held each other tightly, basking in all the good feelings that we had missed from each other for so long. She asked me if I loved her. Always and forever, I told her, as I had so many times before. She giggled happily and kissed me again. Then I asked her to stay behind for a minute while I talked to Amy. I asked Little Orange Person if she was blocking all of our senses to the others. She said Amy and I were on an infinite loop. She giggled merrily and said nobody would be paying attention anyway, as the loop she was sending out was of Amy and me making love. I laughed and told her she was a bad, bad girl. She giggled again. I walked out to talk to Amy.

"Daddy, why are we on playback loop again? Not that I'm not enjoying watching what we're supposedly doing, but..."

"Because, Amy honey, I wanted privacy when you get to meet Little Orange Person. Are you ready?" I smiled real big at her.

"I'm ready, Daddy. I don't know why you guys are being so mysterious about this. You know we will accept anybody into our family that you want there." I grinned real big at her.

She watched as a young girl walked out of the room. As she walked closer, Amy appeared more and more confused. She turned to me.

"Is this a joke on me, Daddy? How did Katie get here ahead of us? I don't understand..." Then I could hear the click all the way over here as it registered. All the blood drained from her face. She looked at me with her mouth open, hand over her mouth in shock, and her eyes were as big as saucers. I finally pulled one over on the teenage genius! Daddy 4,937,422, Amy 0! I walked over to her.

"Close your mouth dear, bugs will fly in. Amy, allow me to introduce you to... Becky Thompson. Katie's twin sister. Identical twin sister, I might add." Poor Amy. I'm so mean to her. I felt bad for... oh, 0.27 seconds. Then Becky walked up to Amy and put her arms around her, and hugged her. Amy hugged her back.

"My goodness, you are beautiful. And so sweet." Becky told her. "And, so dangerous, too," she whispered. Amy blushed but said nothing. "I'm so glad to meet you. Although Katie doesn't know it, she has told me so much about you the last few days." Amy still hadn't said anything; she just stared. Becky turned to me. "She can talk, can't she?" She teased gently.

'Shh." I whispered loudly. "You don't know what a blessing this is; Amy speechless. You will soon wish you had more of these days!" That snapped her out of it. She glared at me with fire in her eyes.

"I do not talk too much! And you are mean! How could you do this to me?" Oops. I think she was really mad. Becky put her arms around her and hugged her.

"Don't be mad at him. It was my doing. I asked him to keep it a secret. In fact." She looked at me guiltily, "he would not have been able to tell you if he tried. I'm sorry, Amy, but I know Katie can read you and I couldn't take the chance of her finding out through your mind. This is going to be a real shock to her. It has to be done in person. I'm sorry," she said.

They both came over to hug me.

"You're not off the hook yet, buster! Just wait and see how long it is before I let you..." She stopped, embarrassed, realizing what she had almost said in front of Becky. Becky smiled at her.

"It's ok, Amy. I know about that. I felt it the other day. After seeing him, I understand completely," she giggled. "There's so much I have to catch up on, being out of contact for so long. There is one thing I am really confused about, though. When I finally was able to get free a little from here, I tried to insert myself into Katie's mind where I always was, but I couldn't. There seemed to be someone there. I know she thought I was dead, but who did she find to replace me with?" Uh oh, I thought I knew what was coming, and this was not going to be pleasant. I moved over and put my arms around Amy from behind, and held her close, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear that I loved her. Amy seemed confused too.

"I'm there. We found each other," Amy explained. I could tell by the quivering of her lower lip that she knew what was coming, too.

"But... What does Cindi think of that? What does she do? Where..." Becky was beginning to realize that there was something she didn't know.

Amy turned to me, hid her face in my chest, and started crying. Becky looked really confused.

"I'm sorry. What have I done to make her cry? What did I say? I'm sorry." Becky looked like she was going to cry, too.

"I'm sorry, Becky, Cindi is dead." I explained to her what happened. She and Amy cried together for quite awhile, Becky apologizing profusely. We were interrupted by the leader of the extraction force.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we need to get going. The police are likely to be showing up soon. We also have some unidentified blips showing up on radar that I don't like. It could be reinforcements." I convinced Amy to withhold questions to Becky until we got back home, so she didn't have to tell it multiple times.

We got out to the helicopter and got back into the air. Something must have been happening, because one of the Apache's peeled off and disappeared. We heard explosions shortly after. I didn't pay much attention, as I had a very cute petite blond girl cuddled up to me in my lap. We got to the plane, without incident, and took off. Again, one of the escorts left us and shortly after, the sky lit up a few miles away. Amy sat next to me on the plane, holding my hand and sleeping with her head on my shoulder. Becky slept in my lap, arms around my neck. If they weren't both so pretty, I would have been bored.

We finally got back to the house. I asked Becky to give me 30 seconds or so before she came in, I needed to get into position so that Katie didn't hurt herself when what I knew was going to happen happened. Everyone hugged and kissed us. Katie was standing at the bar getting me a drink, wisecracking all the way. I stood behind her, arms around her waist.

"What? Daddy, you're losing your touch. We send you out somewhere almost alone and you come back with no more beautiful girls that you left with?" She giggled. Amy giggled too as she saw Becky walk up behind us.

"Hi Katie," Becky said softly. I felt all of Katie's muscles stiffen. She turned very slowly in my arms, looking past my shoulder, eyes big as saucers, big tears suddenly running down her face. Her mouth was open in shock.

"B... Becky?" she whispered softly, disbelief on her face. It was a good thing I was holding her, because that is when she fainted.

Boy Sluts First

newboy2410 on Gay Stories

This was my first time in a Gay bar, i was sitting at the bar, a little dejected as it seemed the night would be a bust, the only guys i could see were so feminine acting, it was a real turn off , perhaps i should introduce myself, my name is Andy, im 19 but look very young for my age, thank god for ID! While i never considered myself gay, i had alwa

Pool Party, Parts 1 and 2

mkirros on Virgin Stories

Part 1


Gail was my best friend's little sister, just 13 years old. Not really super-hot, but kind of cute, with long brown hair, and brown eyes. I'd never really noticed her body before, but in a bikini at the pool it looked pretty good.


I was 17 myself, horny as hell, and not feeling too particular about where I found some pussy. I'd wandered away from the main party to the supply shed to toke in privacy and found Gail there sitting on a bench. On a whim I sat down next to her and slipped my arm around her to see what would happen. She wriggled a little closer, and when I looked at her, she licked her li

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ps. That was an invitation I wasn't about to pass up. I leaned toward her and kissed her, shoving my tongue into her mouth. While our tongues wrapped around each other I pulled her closer to me. I could feel my dick getting hard in my swim trunks. I guess Gail could, too, because her hand snaked into my trunks and wrapped around my cock. I groaned, broke off the kiss, and lowered my face to her chest. I pulled her top away from her tits and started sucking on the left one. Gail gasped, then moaned, “Oh God yeah!!!” I bit her nipple, and she nearly shrieked, then I moved my face to her other tit so it wouldn't feel neglected. By now Gail was purring, and her hand was sliding up and down my stiff cock.


Suddenly, Gail said, “Put it in my mouth. Please!” I wasn't going to wait for her to change her mind. I was on my feet with my trunks down around my ankles in a flash, and pushed the head of my cock between her lips. As I started to hump her face, she was sucking for all she was worth and rolling her tongue around my cock. It was as good a blow job as I'd ever had, and I was grunting, straining to push my cock all the way down Gail's throat. It only took a few seconds before I could feel my load start to push out of my balls. I grabbed Gail's head, and shoved my cock as deep into her mouth as I could. I felt her gag as the head of my cock hit the back of her throat, and then my cum shot out into her mouth – she started gulping it down as I gasped.


After I finished shooting my load and let go of her head, Gail choked, then gasped out, “I never had anybody shoot it in my mouth like that! That was cool!” I laughed and said, “It was more than cool – that was the best blow job I ever had! Come here!” I dragged her to her feet and kissed her. Once my tongue was in her mouth, I slid my hand inside her bikini bottom, and rubbed my fingers over her pussy lips. She was already wet, and spread her legs apart so I could get to her cunt easier. I curled my middle finger and let it slip between her pussy lips. As I wiggled my finger inside her, Gail moaned, “Shit yeah, that feels so good!” My finger rubbed against her clit, and Gail whimpered. “Yeah, right there. Rub it right there!”


I pulled my finger out of Gail's pussy, and she groaned and almost yelled, “Don't stop! Put your finger back in me! I want it!” Chuckling, I replied, “Don't worry, I'm not going to leave you hanging.” I pushed her back so she sat down hard on the bench, and stripped off her bikini bottoms. “What are you going to do?” “You'll see, just hold on!” I dropped to my knees in front of her and buried my face between her legs. I spread her pussy lips apart and shoved my tongue inside her where my finger had been seconds before. “Oh...my...god...so...good...” I pulled my tongue out and licked up the length of her slit, finishing by flicking my tongue over her clit. “Aaaaah...yeah...yeah...” She was holding my head the way I had held hers when she sucked my cock. I pulled back slightly and moved my mouth to her clit. I fastened my lips on her bud and began sucking, and shoved two fingers inside her cunt to finger fuck her. “Oh shit! Oh fuck! Aaaaahhhhh!” Gail was gasping and her body was shaking, and I figured she was close to cumming. After sucking on her clit for a few more seconds, I gave it a bite and shoved my fingers as deep into her as I could. “Aaaaaaiiiiieeeee.” Gail's body went stiff, then began to shake, and I could feel her pussy clamp around my fingers. She shuddered for about 15 seconds, then went limp, breathing heavily. After she caught her breath she

croaked out, “Wow! That never happened to me before!” I smiled and said, “I made you cum. You had an orgasm.”


By now my cock was hard as a rock again, and I scooted up closer to where she was perched on the edge of the bench. I moved the head of my cock against the lips of her pussy and rubbed it up and down. Gail whimpered, then gasped, “God, are you going to fuck me?” “Yeah, baby, I'm going to fuck you, right now!” I slipped the head of my dick between Gail's pussy lips, then slammed forward and buried my cock in her 13-year-old cunt. Gail screamed, “GOD, IT HURTS!!!” as my dick shredded her cherry. If I'd been more experienced I probably would have been more gentle, but I was too horny to worry about that, and I simply started pumping my cock in an out of her as hard and fast as I could. I don't think Gail even minded the pain – she actually seemed to enjoy it, and within a few thrusts was moving her hips against me in rhythm. Soon Gail was moaning, “God, yes, fuck me...fuck me harder!” Her breath was coming in ragged gasps; I could feel the head of my cock hitting her cervix, and when it did she squealed. I was pretty sure she was getting close to cumming again, and I knew I was. Gail pulled me as close to her as she could, and wrapped her legs around my back, and I felt her body start to spasm. As the muscles of her cunt squeezed my cock, I drove into her as deep as I could and felt myself slam against her cervix again. As Gail squealed “Yes, God, I'm cumming again!” my balls emptied themselves and I shot a huge load of cum into Gail's pussy. I thought I'd never stop squirting inside her. When I finally did, I sort of collapsed against her. I looked at her smiling face for a few seconds, then said, “Well, we better get back to the party before somebody comes looking for us.”


*****


Part 2


After taking Gail's virginity at the pool party, I wanted to see her again, but wasn't sure how to go about it. First off, I didn't even know if she wanted to see me or not. Once we'd gone back to the party after our hot sex, she'd pretty much ignored me. I couldn't tell if she didn't want anyone to get suspicious, or if she just wasn't interested in anything else. Besides that, I knew her parents pretty well, and I was fairly sure that they wouldn't be very happy about their 13-year-old daughter going out with a horny 17-year-old. All in all, calling her didn't seem like a viable option.


It turned out that I didn't have to worry. It was a little over a week later when my phone rang.


"Hello."


"Mike, it's Gail."


"Hey, girl, how are you doing? I've been thinking about you."


"I've been thinking about you, too. Do you want to see me?"


"Oh, yeah! As long as your parents don't know about it."


"I'll tell them I'm going to see Christy. They trust her. I'll walk over the school, and you can pick me up there."


"OK, see you in a few minutes!"


I tried to sound nonchalant about it, but I was really excited about seeing Gail again. I'd been trying to pay attention to other girls in the time since the pool party, but none of them really held my attention. Gail was the one I wanted.


I had the perfect set-up for somebody my age. I'd just graduated from high school, and lived alone in a house that my parents owned which was near where I'd be starting college in the fall. Now I was going to take advantage of the situation.


When I pulled up to the school, Gail was standing by the curb, wearing a loose, very short top that barely covered her breasts and a pair of tight, low-cut jeans. She climbed into the car and immediately had her arms around me and her tongue in my mouth. I kissed her intensely for a few seconds, then pulled back and said, "Hey, let's get to someplace where we can do more than just kiss!"


We pulled up to my house a few minutes later, and, as we got out of the car, I heard a female voice. "Gail! What are you doing here?" It was my neighbor, Cindy. I'd never really thought about it, but Cindy was the same age as Gail - they were in the same class together in school. Gail walked over to Cindy, they talked for a couple of minutes, and when Gail walked back, Cindy was with her.


"Let's go inside," Gail said.


Cindy walked over to the house with us. I wasn't really happy about that development. Nothing against Cindy, she was a nice kid and actually hotter than Gail. Cindy had long blond hair, and an oval-shaped, beautiful face, with blue eyes and a bare dusting of freckles across her nose. As for her body, well, she was 13, you couldn't expect too much, but the small tank top and tight jeans she was wearing made the most of what she had. No, the problem wasn't Cindy, it was that I'd been planning to get Gail into bed as soon as we went inside, and that probably wasn't going to work very well with Cindy there.


I asked if anybody wanted something to drink, and Gail said, "Got any beer?"


"No, and that'd be all I'd need anyway, to take you home drunk!"


I wound up getting Cokes for everybody, and we all settled in on the couch, me in the middle with Gail on my left and Cindy on my right. I leaned back and relaxed. Sitting between two hot 13-year-olds wasn't a bad situation, and I might wind up getting something out of this yet.


We talked about nothing in particular for a few minutes, then Gail leaned against me and turned her face to mine in an obvious invitation. I wasn't sure what Cindy was going to think, but I didn't really care. I put my tongue in Gail's mouth and slipped my hand up under her blouse to cup her breast. Gail's hand immediately went to the front of my jeans and began rubbing my fast-rising dick. I wished that I could see Cindy, but she was behind me the way I was facing. But then Cindy appeared in front of us, having decided to move off the couch to get a better look at what was going on. She had a look on her face that was a mixture of desire, curiosity, and horror.


Gail pulled away from the kiss and said, "Let's go into the bedroom!" I wasn't about to argue. I had no idea what Cindy might do when we headed for my bedroom, but she followed us down the hall.


When we got to the bedroom, Gail and I faced each other, standing next to my bed, and simply started to strip each other. Neither of us was thinking about foreplay or about being gentle, we simply wanted to get it on. Cindy stood a couple of feet away, watching us, her expression still showing that she wasn't quite sure what she thought about all of this.


When Gail and I were both naked, I stared at her tight little body for a few seconds, then pretty much just threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. My dick was practically screaming. I entered Gail's mouth with my tongue and her pussy with my cock at the same time. I was slamming into her hard and fast, grunting as she moaned into my mouth. After I'd fucked her for a couple of minutes, I had a sudden idea. I grabbed Gail's hips with my hands and held her against me as I rolled over onto my back, pulling swinging her up on top of me.


Gail sat stock-still on me for a moment, then began grinding her pelvis on my cock. It felt amazing to have this hot 13-year-old impaled on my dick, and judging by her moans and grunts, Gail didn't have any complaints about it either. Gail leaned down slightly, put her hands on my chest, and began massaging me, driving me into even more of a frenzy. I reached up and squeezed her small breasts together, then pinched her nipples, which had a similar affect on her.


I'd almost forgotten that Cindy was in the room, but now I glanced over and saw her standing next to the bed, and what I say nearly caused me to come right there. Cindy had pulled up her tank top and was feeling her tiny breasts with her left hand. Her right hand was between her legs, rubbing the crotch of her jeans. Her expression was no longer ambivalent; now it was pure lust as she stared at Gail and me on the bed. Her tongue was running over lips, and she was starting to breathe deeply.


"Hey, Cindy, if you want some get your clothes off and get up here." I wasn't sure if she was quite ready for that yet, but I sure wanted to find out. Cindy didn't hesitate. She started stripping, her tongue running lustful circles around her lips. I looked up at Gail, still grinding on my cock, and could see that she was watching Cindy as intently as I was. We both stared at Cindy's pale skin, small, cone shaped breasts, and the sparse blond hair between her legs. This could get interesting.


Once Cindy had stripped down to bare skin, she climbed up onto the bed, although she seemed a little unsure about what to do once she got there. I said, "Come here, baby," reached over and placed my hands on her hips, and guided her to my head. It took a little coaxing, but I slowly maneuvered Cindy so that she was on her knees with her legs straddling my face, facing Gail. I craned my head up a little, and snaked my tongue and flicked the tip against Cindy's pussy lips. "Eeeee!" Yes, she actually squealed when my tongue first touched her, and she lifted up, away from my face. I reached up, put my hands on her thighs, and pulled her back down so her crotch was just above my face. This time my tongue ran the length of her slit, from front to back, then squeezed between her lips and entered her pussy.


"Oooohhhh. WOW!" Cindy settled her pussy down onto my mouth and I started licking in earnest, driving my tongue as deep into her as I could, and making sure I licked far enough forward to hit her clit at least part of the time. Meanwhile, Gail was still going at it on my cock, which showing amazing stamina. It occurred to me that I might just be the luckiest teenage bastard on the planet, with one 13-year-old girl perched on my cock and another of the same age on my face.


I couldn't see much from my current vantage point except my nose and Cindy's ass, but I was pretty sure from the angles at which they were sitting, and the muffled moans I kept hearing from both of them, that Gail and Cindy had leaned in and were kissing each other, and probably letting their hands wander as well. I spread Cindy's ass cheeks slightly, and touched her anus with the tip of one finger. Cindy jerked upward pulling away from my face and fingers. With my mouth free I said, "Don't worry, Cindy, I'm not going to hurt you," and again pulled her back down to me. She didn't say anything, but seemed to trust me, as she settled back down on my face. I picked back up with tongue-lashing her pussy, and this time when I pressed a fingertip against her anus she twitched slightly, but didn't pull away. I began pressing my finger against Cindy's anus then pulling back, using just enough pressure to make her sphincter clench, but not enough to actually shove my finger into her ass. Cindy was now rocking herself back and forth on my mouth and finger the way Gail was on my cock. I was in heaven, and I was pretty sure that both girls had accompanied me.


Gail suddenly gasped. "Oooohhhh. Fuck. Aaaahhhh!" I felt her pussy muscles clamp down on my cock and she jerked, then relaxed. As her orgasm subsided, she rolled off my cock, which was still somehow as hard as ever. I still hadn't gotten off, and I was thinking it was about time.


Cindy's breath was now coming in short gasps. She was getting close, and I wanted to make sure she had an orgasm, which I was certain would be her first. Gail seemed to have the same idea. She was now on her knees next to me on the bed, and as I licked Cindy, I could feel that Gail had a finger on Cindy's clit and was rubbing it, hard. I reached up around Cindy with my free hand and began stroking up and down her belly, from the edge of her pubic hair to the base of her breasts.


I felt the muscles in Cindy's belly begin to flex and relax quickly. She moaned, "Ohhh, god. What...Uuuuhhhhnnnn!" She leaned over, trying to brace herself; I felt her long hair cascade around my still stiff cock. I finally jabbed my finger up inside her ass, and felt it grip me as I entered her. "Uh, uh, uh, uh." Her whole body spasmed, then she collapsed on top of me, her face landing on my hip next to my cock.


Gail stroked Cindy's hair and asked, "Was that good, baby?"


Cindy could only pant, "Oh...yeah...wow."


Gail told her, "You're not done yet, girl. Mike's still got a hard cock, and you need to find out what it feels like." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like my new girlfriend wanted to help me take another girl's virginity. Shit, I really had died and gone to heaven!


Gail pulled Cindy with her as she moved toward the head of the bed. Gail leaned back against the headboard, with her legs spread out along the bed. She positioned Cindy in front of her, so that Cindy's back was lying against Gail's chest and belly. Gail wrapped her arms around Cindy from behind and cupped Cindy's breasts in her hands, squeezing them and pinching the nipples. Cindy was breathing hard again already, but as I moved toward her on the bed, she still was thinking enough to say, "Wha...What are you going to do?" She was looking a bit scared again.


Gail answered for me. "He's gonna fuck you Cindy. He's gonna put his dick in you and fuck you."


I was right in front of Cindy now, moving my cock toward her pussy. She still looked scared, but at that point there was no way I was going to stop. I had learned something from the first time I'd fucked Gail, though, and now I warned Cindy, "When I first put it in it's going to hurt. Maybe a lot. But it'll get better after a couple of minutes." I actually sounded like I knew what I was talking about.


I pushed Cindy's knees up toward her chest, spreading them apart so her feet were outside of Gail's legs. Her wet pussy was open wide. I moved up against her, and set the tip of my cock against Cindy's pussy lips. She squirmed a little, but didn't tell me to stop. I ran my cock up and down her slit. Cindy moaned softly, and moved her hips to follow my cock. I pushed in slightly, so that just the head of my cock popped inside her.


"Aaahh. Are you going to put the whole thing in me?" There was still some fear on her face, but it was slowly being replaced by lust as I felt her pussy lips pulsing around the head of my cock.


"Yeah, honey, pretty soon."


I pushed forward, running about an inch of my shaft inside her. Cindy's eyes opened wide and she let out a huge breath that made her shudder. I slowly pulled back until just the head was inside her again, then moved forward, still slow, just a little further than before. I glanced up at Gail, who was now running her hands over Cindy's entire body, and saw on her face absolute pure lust. She was enjoying this even more than I was.


With no more warning I rammed my cock into Cindy as hard as I could. I tore through her cherry and plunged all the way into her, the tip of cock buried in her cervix.


"AAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!" Cindy's scream was piercing. Her pelvis jerked against mine in pain.


"Are you OK, Cindy?" I hadn't expected quite that much of a reaction. Gail had screamed, but almost immediately started enjoying it.


"It...hurts..." Cindy's eyes were closed, and she was biting her lower lip.


Gail said, "Don't worry baby, it'll be all right. It'll only hurt for a couple of minutes. I know."


I asked, "Do you want me to take it out?"


"NO! Don't do that. I'll be OK. I...I want you...to...fuck...me."


I decided to move slowly with Cindy, unlike with Gail.. Still shocked that my cock held its load, I pulled back slowly until I almost popped out of Cindy, then moved back in again, still slow, until I was buried all the way inside her.


"Unnn...Unnn...Unnn..." At first it was hard to tell if Cindy's groans were more pain or pleasure. but after a couple of minutes there was no doubt. Cindy had her eyes closed, her head resting back on Gail's breasts, and her hips had started to move in time with mine. I was moving in and out of her faster now, and knew that I wasn't going to last much longer. I was trying to hold back, hoping to give Cindy another orgasm with my cock inside her, but it didn't look like I was going to make it. I felt my balls twitch, and shoved myself as far inside Cindy as I could as my cum started streaming into her.


Maybe it was feeling my semen flowing inside her, maybe it was how I banged against her on the last thrust. Maybe she was just ready. As I shot my load into her, I felt Cindy's pussy muscles twitch, followed by the rest of her body.


"Aaaahhhh...god...yeah...yeah" It felt like Cindy's orgasm shook her for five minutes before she relaxed back against Gail, still breathing heavily. I had collapsed on top of Cindy, too spent after what I'd been through to even pull my cock out of her. I just let it slowly shrink, and felt my semen, mixed with her pussy juices seeping out around it onto the bed.


After giving us a minute or so to recover, Gail asked, "So. What are we going to do for the rest of the day?"

Burglars turn mom and me out.

Jolly1 on Incest Stories

My father had died of caner by the time I was 3 so it had just been my mom and me for about as long as I can remember. I had a normal life I guess or at least as normal and any other child with one parent. My mom and I where very close, we really only had each other.  My mom had no family to speak of and my father’s side had nothing to do with us being they where never happy about him marrying my mother. My dad had left us well off so she did not have to work. We had a nice house and we did ok. We where not rich but we did ok.

  I was about 13 the night every thing changed in our lives. We had dinner and had settled in for are normal Saturday night of TV. We always sat on the c

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ouch together and I loved to snuggle up to her. My mom was not what you would call a beauty queen. She was 30 y/o and about 5’2”, plump, with long brown hair and big 38D boobs. But she was my mom and I loved her very much. Any way we had been really getting in to one of our shows when I herd the door bell ring. We had know idea who could be coming by at this hour. All my friends know that I always in by 8 and did not go back out. But I jumped up and went to the door.

 Just as I opened the door my mother said Brian wait, but it was too late I was opening the door. It was a young girl who asked if she could use the phone as her car broke down and her cell phone was not working. My mom looked a little nerves but said ok, so I opened the door wider to let here in. just then the door was pushed in and smashed me in the face and up agents the wall. I had know idea what was going on.  Then I herd my mom call my name and some man tell her to shut up bitch. I got up only in time to see that there where two very large men and the young girl standing over my mother. I tried to get to my mom but the first man just back handed me in the face and I went down like a ton of bricks.

  The next time I opened my eyes I could not believe what I was seeing. My mom was on all fours like a dog and one guy was fucking her from the back while she sucked the other ones dick. I had seen a magazine of stuff like this with one of my friends but not like this. My mom was striped naked and her big tit where hanging down god I don’t understand it but I felt exited so how I felt my dick getting hard.

 The young girl was standing holding a gun to my moms head and saying things like “that’s it take it you fat bitch”, suck that big cock you know you like it. The two guys where also shouting at her, and slapping her on the ass and tits. She was crying but she was also doing what ever they told her to do.  About this time the one that was behind her pulled his cock out of her and I could not believe how big it was it looked at least 10” long and as big around as a ball bat.  Then with out missing a beet he shoved it in my mom’s ass.  She stopped sucking the mans cock and screamed in pain.  The man slapped her hard in the face and shoved his big cock down her throat. It was not long after this that both men said that they going to fill her with cum. Firs the man who was fucking her in the ass let loose then when he was done the other man switched out and came around and put his cock right in her cum filled ass. While the first man made her lick the cum blood and shit off of his cock. Soon the second man finished and pulled out of my mom’s ass leaving it leaking blood and cum.

 The young girl looked up and saw me standing there and told me to get the fuck over here and to get on my hands and knees behind my mom. Lick that cum and from you moms fat ass she said. The men just laughed and my mother cried. I did not know what to do so I started licking and sticking my tongue in my mom’s ass licking up the mix the two men had left in her. I know this is crazy but I liked it. I was licking the woman I loved and in some way it exited me. I know this was wrong in every way. Get your cloths off you little fucking freak, the girl with the gun told me. I only had on pajamas so I slipped out of them and was standing naked looking down at my mom who had been ass raped by two men and I had a rock hard on. Roll over you fat bitch and see how exited your little boy is by seeing you get fucked up that ass. Mom rolled over on he back and I could see her big tits hanging to the side with big drown nipples. And her fat stomach and I think my dick got even harder.  Then the girl told me to get between my moms leg and to fuck that fat shit bag. I hatred her calling my mom names but I was getting so horny I wanted to fuck my mom so bad. Mom was still crying saying don’t make my baby do this. But I was to far gone. I slid my hard cock in my mothers dripping wet hot pussy and it was all I could do not to explode. I had been masturbating for some time but I had never felt any thing like this. I started stroking in and out for all I was worth. At first my mom just laid there and cried. But soon I felt her hands on me touching my back then my ass. She started to groan and move with me.  Oooh Brian that is good yes that is so good. I could not believe this, my mom was fucking me back and I loved every minuet of it. She was pulling me in to her and meeting me stroke for stroke. I could not take it any longer and screamed I am going to cum, she just said yes baby cum for momma give me all you got. That was it I lost it and shot load after load of my hot 13 year old cum in to my moms steaming hot cunt. She started shaking and pulling me into her even more then finely we both just laid there my cock still inside of her and her holding me tight.

 I looked over and all 3 of our intruders where laughing and saying that we where the sickest fucks they had ever seen.  Then they grabbed a bag each and walked out the door. Apparently while I was fucking my mom the two guys had ransacked the house and filled up pillow cases with all of our stuff.

 Mom and I just lay there for a few minutes than I asked if she was ok and told her I was sorry that I had to do what I did. She said “baby that is ok, I think it won’t be the last time we do that together”. I just looked at her and smiled she pulled me to her and gave me a big long lovers kiss.  

 Things most definitely changed after that……

 

Do I go on?

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Paralyzed but Teen Titties

thegreenscar3 on Taboo Stories

I was on my roof fixing a leak. I happen to look up at the neighbors house and I had a pretty good view of there upstairs bathroom. The Sander's 16 year old daughter, Kelly, was standing in front of the mirror topless. She had her long blond hair pulled over one of her shoulders and had her arm across tits squishing them. She puckered her lips and took a picture of her self. I reached down an

Sister-in-law and daughters

UncleDan on Taboo Stories

I posted this here previously but it seems to have disappeared.  I hope you enjoy.  A work of fiction from a warped mind.  If you like it let me know. Uncledan_1@hotmail.com .  copyright 2004



My Sis-in-Law and Her Daughters



  It was a beautiful summer evening.  A light breeze was scrubbing away the heat of the day as the sun settled in the west.

  I sat on the back patio, watching this display and listening to the evening birds as they sang the last bit before calling it a day.

  I was dressed in my usual summer evening attire -- Levi cutoffs and a sloppy old shirt with a cut off front tail.  Even at forty I wasn't in bad shape, especially when you consider that I had never pursued any coarse to
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develop or maintain my body.  What had developed had come about from some rather strenuous work in my teens and early 20's and had stayed without much help from me.

   That is with the exception of one thing.  An isolated farm boy is well acquainted with the sex life of animals and becomes opportunistic about his own encounters.  I had been taught, by a babysitter, the art of self gratification (another story).  This was a thing I pursued with much pleasure since an early age.  Not just occasionally, but with every chance that I could manage.  These exercises along with my natural genes endowed me with an ample but not overly large penis.

   Since my early teens I had been aware of this and am still an exhibitionist to whatever limits, within good reason, prevail at the time.  My two best media were tight Levis or very short Levi cutoffs.  I don't touch myself while doing this.  With the cutoffs I would sit in such a way as to expose some brief glimpses to the end of my cock and parts of my balls.  Until the person watching would give direct indication that they were interested in seeing more, I would be very careful about how much showed and how much it looked accidental.  However, this is only coincidental to this tale.

   My wife was out of town at her mothers for a few days, so I came home from work to an empty house.  I showered and dressed for my own pleasure and went to the back patio to enjoy a joint and the quiet.  Pot has always been my favorite way to relax.  It also makes me extremely horny and seems to keep me hard forever.

  The way the house was laid out there was an open field behind the house and one could not see the neighbors on either side.  I planned to get high and bring myself off, naked on the patio.

  I had just finished the joint when I became aware of someone at the side of the house.  I turned to see my brother-in-law’s wife Pat standing there watching me.  I motioned for her to come sit with  me.  You can imagine my surprise when, as she came toward me, her two daughters aged 13 and 15 followed her around the corner.    Both of the girls had on at least one occasion gotten a brief look at my cock.  The youngest had a number of times shown enough interest to casually position herself for a better view.  Pat had also shown some open interest in what existed in my cutoffs.

   Pat had on cutoffs that were shorter than mine and a loose halter.  She stood about 5'5", slightly built, with small but classic tits, shoulder length dark hair and a great ass and legs.  At 35 she was a knockout.

   Both of the girls had on light summer dresses.  Linda, the oldest, was around 5'3", slender but developing nicely.  She had light brown hair, nice breasts probably a 32B, and was starting to get a nice ass and legs.  Karen, the youngest, about 5', with darker hair, almost black and cut short.  Her breasts were just starting to develop prominent aureola with interesting nipples capping a nice swell.  She still had a little girl’s butt and legs, cute, with great potential.

   I offered to get them a Pepsi and when I returned with the drinks, they were all seated.  Pat was sitting in a chair, facing the chair where I had been sitting. The girls were seated on the patio with their knees drawn up under their chins, their legs pressed tightly together and their skirts draped over their knees.  I passed around the Pepsi and returned to my chair, not quite sure just why they were there or what was happening.

  I had no more than sat down when I began to like what was taking place.  Being just as accidental as I would have been, Pat crossed her legs giving me just a glance of her naked pussy.  As if on a cue the girls relaxed their legs just enough that I could tell that they had followed their mothers lead when it came to underwear.

   "We've been talking and have decided that we have seen how that thing looks while at rest” Pat remarked, looking directly at my crotch.  “Now we would like to see just what it amounts to.”  I wasn’t quite sure just what to think.  Both girls broke into broad grins but said nothing.

  The girls already had their hands under their skirts and when their mom spread her legs and began to slowly caress herself they joined in.  Not to be left out of the pleasure and with the pot high just starting to kick in, I spread my legs and retrieved my cock and balls from one leg of my cutoffs.  We all sat there, each of us watching the others masturbate.  I enjoy mutual masturbation in any case but this was totally erotic.  In no time at all I had risen to the occasion.

   This spellbinding situation continued for a short time. I couldn’t seem to make up my mind where to look, first one and then the next. Meanwhile, first Pat and then I shed our cutoffs.  The girls had lifted their skirts all the way up into their laps.  Linda, the oldest, had unbuttoned her top and began playing with one of her breasts.  She was not wearing a bra and was pinching and caressing one of her nipples for all of us to see.

   Pat told me that the girls had been peeking at her and her husband having sex.  Pat had saw them but hadn't told her husband because he would have prevented it in the future.  The incident had excited her, reminding her of when she had seen her parents when she was about that age and had been very aroused at the time.

   Pat had confronted the girls a couple of days later when they had a chance to be alone.  It seems that the girls had peeked before and had been masturbating and playing with each other for quite a while.  
   During their discussion some reference was made of me and the fact that they had all seen my cock.  One thing lead to another and the oldest confessed to having had sex with her boyfriend and also with an older man.  After some deliberation it had been decided that the first time my wife wasn't around they would try to seduce me.
 
   Pat got up from her chair, dropping her top. I rose to meet her removing my shirt as I stood.  Coming into full frontal contact was a very pleasant feeling.  I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my chest. The heat of radiating from her pussy warmed my balls as my upright prick nestled against her stomach.

  She stretched up to whisper in my ear. "I want you to fuck me and Linda, then Karen wants to suck you off after you eat her sweet hairless pussy."  Smiling wickedly she said, “Everyone knows that you have been clipped so we’re not worried about that, besides Linda is now on the pill.”

  Rolling out the sunning mats, we wasted no time in getting this game started.  This had been easier than they had thought and now we seemed well into it.

  Pat lay on the sunning mat and I knelt beside her facing the girls.  I began by tracing my finger gently around her navel.  She rolled her hips and arched her back and I started moving my hand toward her breasts.  Her nipples were already proud little pencil erasers surrounded by tiny nickel sized aureoles.  I lightly squeezed her right nipple and leaned forward, placing my lips around the left one.  Teasing it with my tongue, I could feel the radiant heat of her body.
 
   As I continued to excite Pats nipples, I noticed that the girls had moved closer, giving me the most delightful view of two young pussies.  The youngest was still completely smooth but her sister had a very neat small patch of reddish brown pubic hair that seemed like an arrowhead, pointing directly at that fresh pink slit.

   While I watched they each inserted a finger into their pussy and began to stroke in and out, watching closely what their mother and I were doing.  Deciding that it was time to concentrate on the task at hand, I let my right hand trace its way toward Pat's pussy. 

   Slowly I let my fingers trace the outline of her well trimmed and shaved pubic hair.  Down one side until I contacted the hollow of her inner thigh and then back up and over to the other side.  I carefully stayed from the center and only allowed the slightest hint of pressure from the heel of my hand against her mound as I traversed the far side of the outline.  After a few passes of this light teasing I began to sense the moisture coming from that forbidden fruit that was so close.

   Following one of the trips down the far side of her pussy I didn't stop at the hollow but continued down between the now wide spread legs and allowed my finger to part the lips of that boiling pot.  Bringing my finger slowly up the slit, I could feel the lubrication coating it with slick warmth.  I only pressed on that beautiful area enough to feel the glowing heat and then passed onward toward where I knew the 'on' switch would be.

   There it was, that little button that gives such bliss, like a shipwrecked sailor standing in a lifeboat and waving.  This was going to be to good to waste on my finger.  At the age of seven I had been introduced to just what pleasure can be given by cunnilingus so this was to me the natural progression. 

   Removing my mouth from her nipple I laved some more attention on each breast and began my journey toward the nectar of the gods.  To me there is nothing that can compare to the taste of a clean unperfumed pussy.  As my tongue traced its way past her navel, little spasms in her abdominal muscles indicated that this was not the first time that someone had traveled this route, and that she was looking forward to what was to come.

   When I positioned myself between their mothers legs I made sure that I rolled on my side so that my turgid cock, by now at a full stand, would be visible to the girls.  Because I was going to be face down in a delicious cunt and would not be able to see them, I thought I would let them examine it in private.

   My tongue sought out the aroused clit, gently probing through the surrounding curls I began to caress this sensitive nub.  Working slowly, I lightly teased, first going up to the top of her slit and then down until I could ease the end of my tongue into the opening of her vagina.  Flattening my tongue I rotated my head back so that I drew it the full length of her pussy, from taint to top, in one continuous movement.  Back at her clit I began a rapid back and forth action with the tip of my tongue that just grazed her clitty as it went as fast as I could make it go.  I followed this by catching her clit between my tongue and upper lip and trying to suck it into my mouth.

  I repeated the whole routine over and over, stopping only occasionally to suck one or the other of her labia like a nursing baby.  Her hips had taken up a steady rhythm, rising to meet me as I went down and then rotating back as I approached the top.  This motion began to increase in intensity and while I was at the bottom of one cycle Pat grasped my head and pressed my mouth full on her cunt.

   Taking a cue from this I extended my tongue into her pussy until I could feel the ridges on the front wall.  Flicking the tip I caressed this area and reaching as far as I could and was rewarded with a deep moan.  Then came the trembling of a climax so strong that I would have had difficulty maintaining my position had she not continued to force my face into her snatch.

  The idea that I had given this pleasure made itself known by the rapid twitching of my cock.  To my great delight I felt a small cool hand begin to fondle my balls and work its way up my cock shaft.  I had no idea which of the girls had taken the lead, but in moments I could feel four little hands stroking and pulling.  This excitement drove me to return my attention to the routine that had been successful before.  Sucking and licking this delicious area brought about the same results but much sooner and with more reaction.  My face was pinned down to the point I could hardly catch my breath.

   Suddenly Pat pulled my head back, rolled me on my back, climbed straddle of my chest and began squirming backwards bringing her hot cunt closer to my eager prick with each movement.  Her moist hole slid to the head of my cock and with little sideways motions she opened the way and engulfed the prize.

   As Pat began to slowly rock back and forth, the girls repositioned themselves.  One on each side of my head about two feet away as they continued to masturbate.  With slow easy motions Pat would rise up and then lower herself on my rigid penis.  This was causing me to rapidly approach a climax that I didn’t really want to happen just yet.

“Oh God, Pat, not yet” I pleaded.

   Pat slowly withdrew and leaned forward to kiss my chest, murmuring with pleasure.   “I think you have earned your turn” she said.

   Working her  way down my stomach with little nips and kisses, she approached the head of my dick.  She ran her tongue around the head and then opening her mouth leaned forward and began sucking my rigid cock into her mouth inch by inch.  Using slow easy strokes and massaging the under side with her tongue, she worked ever closer to having all of in her mouth.

   Meanwhile each of the girls had taken one of my hands and placed it on her bare pussy.  They were now up on their knees with their legs spread to ease my access to these lovely crotches.  Taking all of the concentration I could muster, because of what was happening to my cock, I began to finger each of these budding cunts.  Although I had seen each of them insert a finger into her own pussy,  I was surprised at the ease with which I could enter.  They rolled their hips, encouraging me to fingerfuck them even harder.

   These fantastic sensations were rapidly bringing me to the very edge of an intense explosion.  Pat became aware of this and just as I thought I could stand no more she withdrew her mouth and ran her tongue along the underside of my raging prick.  Only this precise timing kept me from cumming all over everyone.

  The girls had, by now, removed their dresses and were completely nude.  They leaned together, over the top of my head, and began to embrace, fondling each other’s tits.  Although the youngest had not developed breasts, her nipples were quite large indicating the changes to come.

   Pat moved forward to sit astride my stomach and then began to slide her pussy and ass back toward my waiting cock. She arched her back to expose her snatch to my painfully erect prick.  As she worked backward, the first contact came between her puckered asshole and the plum shaped head of my dick.

   I fully expected her to ram my prize into that little rosette but was not disappointed when she lifted herself enough to match that extremely hot wet cunt with my shaft.  Pat moved her hips slowly side to side as she positioned her cunt over my cock.  Her sideways motion caused her lips to part and expose the moist pink folds of flesh to my rod as she placed herself on top and began to slowly slide up and down the underside of my cock.

   The girls were now leaning together above me, immersed in a deep kiss.  While one hand of each was massaging the ass of the other girl, the other hand was on her sister’s nipple, kneading and squeezing to cause them to stand out.  I now had two fingers in each to these little twats and was presenting a slow and easy fingerwave.  It seemed that each time my thumb would touch one of their clits I could feel a shudder run through her whole body.

   Pats juices had by now completely lubricated my cock.  She moved forward enough to allow my cockhead to rise in contact with her opening which acted like an eager mouth, trying to suck my cock up into it with rippling muscle contractions.

    'My God, is this good or what!', I thought.

  As I moved my hips to help, Pat sat back, drawing the entire length of my cock into her pussy and we began a careful rhythm of strokes, each of us wanting to make this last as long as possible.  The pussy juice from the oldest daughter was now flowing down my arm to the point I was able to extend my tongue and taste the nectar. 
   When Pat saw what I was doing, she stretched up and tasted her daughter’s juice.  Immediately she began to climax, licking up as much as she could, she kissed me thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth, her loins ground into me as her cunt muscles grabbed at my dick.

   I could no longer hold back.  My balls exploded sending hot white cum cascading into the farthest corners of her love tunnel. Pat responded with a series of contractions, determined to draw the last bit of jism from me. The feeling was so fantastic as her pussy clamped around my prick that a second wave gushed forth sending my body into a spasm, muscles contracting and relaxing in my legs, arms and torso until I collapsed totally exhausted.

   In my frantic movements I had brought each of the girls to a climax.  Pat still had my manhood imprisoned in her cunt as she lay atop me, holding it with a firm grip of well-toned muscles.  The girls had laid their heads down on each of my shoulders and we all hugged tightly as we began to recover from the effects of our mutual gratification.  Pat finally rolled off of me, her tight pussy hanging onto my cock as long as it could.

   With Pat no longer an obstacle to their intended path, the girls began a trail of light kisses. Starting at my shoulders, they moved down to my nipples and on to what seemed a common goal.

   I closed my eyes and lay quietly, enjoying the intense feelings generated by these nubile nymphs.

   Linda was the first to arrive, extending her tongue to lick at the remains of a mixture of her mothers’ and my orgasmic juices.  Karen was not far behind but detoured around my cock and headed for my balls.  My flaccid member began to take notice of these ministrations by stirring slightly.  This seemed to encourage Linda and she began to circle the head of my dick with her tongue.  Then opening her mouth, she gently drew in the glans, closing her lips tightly around this sensitive bulb.

   I opened my eyes to an astounding sight.  As the girls had pursued their journey, they had rotated on their knees, leaving two very lovely posteriors in full view.  I looked at Pat, who was taking in this scene with rapt attention.

   Smiling, I said, “You tend to Karen, I’ll take care of Linda.”

   That was all the prompting that it took.  Pat reached out to caressed Karens’ smooth young buttocks and then gently probed her finger into the tiny exposed cunt.  Karen’s response was immediate, spreading her legs to allow unimpeded access to that virginal area.

   I reached for Lindas’ hips, lifted and moved her over to straddle my chest in a perfect 69.

   Pulling her to my face, I began to lick, kiss and probe her sweet cunny.  My reward for this was an intensified oral attack on my dick.  One beautiful young nymph was laving my balls and occasionally lightly rimming my asshole.  Her sister had my cock in her mouth and I had my tongue inserted as far as I could reach into her delightful pussy.

   Linda began to suck more and more of my member into her delicious mouth.  I licked Lindas cunt and sucked her clit. As I continued  the oral ministrations I reached down between our bodies and fondled  her young tits.  The effect was amazing, quickly bringing her to a fantastic orgasm.  Her nubile juices flooded my face and my cock went brick hard.  Not wanting to miss the advantage of this condition, Linda quickly dismounted and reversed.  She planted a wet open-mouthed kiss on my lips, tasting her own cum, then broke away.

   Looking me straight in the eye she said, “Please, Uncle Dan, fuck me NOW!”.

   I looked to Pat for approval.  She smiled and nodded, hugging her youngest daughter to her as they looked on in anticipation.

   Rolling us over, I got between her legs, drawing her knees up and spreading them wide.  Grasping my cock, I rubbed it gently up and down her glistening slit.  Linda squirmed against my cock, raising her hips and trying to push me into her.  I found her opening and pressed the head of my dick slowly into her tight pussy.

   Linda inhaled sharply and hissed, “Oh, Uncle Dan, it feels so good!  More, please, more.”

   Not wanting to disappoint her, and in my great lust, I continued to push slowly into her willing cunt.  I withdrew a bit, then pushed forward again, gaining more access to this sweet tunnel of pleasure.  Each time I repeated this, I went deeper.  Finally I felt my balls against her buttocks.

   Now we began a dance of love.  In perfect harmony we rose and fell.  Each time I began to withdraw she would roll her hips back, only to thrust up to meet my forward stroke.  Our cadence increased.  Sweat glowed on our bodies as we coupled faster and faster.  My second erection seemed to be lasting forever.

   I glanced at Pat and Karen.  Karen was sucking her mother’s breast, almost as if she were an infant again.  Pat had her head thrown back and her eyes closed, a picture of perfect bliss.  She cradled Karens head in the crook of her elbow and tweaked her other nipple with her thumb and forefinger.  The only anomaly to this setting of a nursing mother and child was the fact that both were furiously masturbating.

   Linda, noticing my distraction, looked toward her mother and sister.  The wanton scene she beheld took immediate effect.  She dug her heels into my lower back, ramming my hard tool into her young pussy to the hilt.

   “Oh, God, Uncle Dan, I’m cumming, I’m CUMMING, I’M CUMMMING!” she rasped.  And cum she did.  Over and over her young body was racked by throes of sexual pleasure.  She shook and hugged and kissed as if her whole world was going to come to an end at any moment.  I slipped my hands under her arms and around her back, embracing her and holding her tightly to me as I thrust my cock deep into her hot tight little cunt.

   Her climax continued, pulsating around my rigid member with strong rhythmic contractions, each one drawing me closer to my own orgasm.  Finally it thundered upon me.  Starting deep within it gushed from my prick and filled her young womb with my hot seed.  My jism poured forth in jet after jet, filling her and overflowing down the crack of her lovely ass.
 
   Completely spent, I collapsed, rolling to the side so that I could see Pat and Karen.  They had apparently abandoned their endeavor and had been watching Linda and me.  Pat was the first to speak.

   “That was fantastic!” she exclaimed.  “Just watching that big cock going in and out of my baby girls’ pussy made me cum again.”  “I have never been this hot in my entire life.”

   “Me either,” chimed Karen. Then turning to her mother queried “Is it my turn now?”

   Linda looked at me, rolled her eyes and whispered, “Just like a little sister isn’t she?”, then smiling she turned to Karen.  “Yes I think it is your turn and I hope you can enjoy it as much as I did.”

   Linda and Karen got up and as they passed each other they hugged and kissed.  Linda sat down by her mother and Karen came over and laid down next to me.

   Karen snuggled against me, pressing her hard tiny nipples into my chest.  I caressed her back and slid my hand down to cup one of her little ass cheeks, massaging and kneading that small ripe melon.  Karens’ hand snaked between us, searching out my flaccid member.  Her small hot hand found its goal and gently closed about the head.

   She looked up at me smiling and said, “Uncle Dan, every time I  saw this I wanted so much just to touch it.  Now that I can it feels so good.”

   I grinned at her and replied, “If you think it feels good to you, you should be in my place right now.”

   I shifted slightly, allowing her greater access to my dick and then transferred my attention to her smooth slit.  I probed into the softness with my middle finger, gently seeking the small bud at the top.  Karen opened her legs, giving me freedom to explore even more.  I was amazed at the size of her clit.  I had expected a tiny nub but found a throbbing button, the size and shape of a large peanut.  I slid my finger down between her hot moist lips, working back and forth to lubricate it.  With her juices coating my finger I returned to her pleasure button and began pressing and circling.  This had two effects, first her hips began to gyrate and second she began to work her hands up and down my shaft.

   Karen smiled at me, “Do you like my tiny baby cunt Uncle Dan?” she asked.  “It gets so wet when you play with it.”

   The effect of these words was astounding.  For the third time that evening my cock began to harden.

   Karen, encouraged by the results of her efforts, now began to use both of her diminutive hands to minister to my penis.  She would grasp the shaft with one hand on each side at the base and squeezing softly draw upward to the head.  With each pass my dick became more engorged.

   Suddenly she paused.  With a mischievous grin she said, “Momma said that you would eat my little pussy.  I’m ready now if you are.”

   Without a reply I rolled onto my back and hoisted the tiny waif up and sat her on my face.  I extended my tongue and flicked it lightly the length of that beautiful slit.  Intrigued by her unusually large clit, I pulled her to me and sucked it between my lips.  Holding this morsel with my lips I massaged it with my tongue.  As I rolled it back and forth her hips began to move, slowly at first and then faster and faster, pressing down on my face.  I inhaled the fragrance as her nectar began to flow.  I released her clit and kissed her nether lips, probing her virgin hole with my tongue. 

   Clasping her to me I sat upright, her legs over my shoulders on either side of my head and laid her back on the sunning mat.  Forcing my tongue as far as I could into her pussy I tried to find that spot that had been conditioned by her finger tips.  When I did her boyish hips rose to meet me.

   I looked up at her and saw her eyes closed and her head moving slowly side to side.  Her mouth was slightly open and her breath was coming in quick short gasps.  A quiet moan escaped her lips and then her thighs clamped tightly around my head.  Her whole petite body convulsed in orgasmic spasms as I once again pursed her clit within my lips and applied my tongue

   Sated, Karen relaxed, releasing her hold on my head.

   When she opened her eyes, Karen looked at me and smiled lazily.  “Uncle Dan, you’re the best –- even better than Linda.”

   “You just wait!” retorted Linda, who had been sitting with her mom watching the action unfold.

   “Promises, promises,” teased Karen.

   “Now girls, be nice,” said Pat.  “You know that I said if this went good that we would certainly want to do it again.  And I do believe that it did go good, doesn’t everyone agree?”

   “Oh Mom, it’s been the greatest,” exclaimed Linda.

   “The best,” chorused Karen.

   “But,” chided Linda, “Karen still owes Uncle Dan a blow job.”

   “I know,” responded Pat, “however your Dad is going to be back from work soon and we had better be getting home.”

   They quickly gathered up their clothes and dressed.

   After lingering kisses all around they left me sitting on my patio, naked, with a slightly insistent hardon.

   By the way, did I mention the art of self gratification?

   The thoughts of things promised but left undone helped a lot.


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Stepdaughter Courtney Decides It's Her Turn

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Courtney decided right then and there that she would get even with her bitch mother. At every turn her mom was on her case about something - her friends, the way she dressed, her cell phone usage - it was non-stop and Courtney decided enough was enough. She fumed her anger and plotted her revenge. Courtney turned on her laptop trying to figure out how to hire a hit man. She calmed a little as she

The babysitter

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Jean was the girl next door type.  Kinda plain, but in a cute sorta way.  A tom-boy looking girl, she really did like being around me and my wife, and especially enjoyed playing with our two kids; John (6) and Katey (4).

Becky and I needed a babysitter as we both had a community meeting to attend, and Becky's mother, who usually does our sitting was out of town visiting an ailing aunt.  I mentioned to Becky that I thought Jean was old enough and mature enough to watch the children as they would be in bed early, and we would be home before 10pm.  Becky called Jean's mother, as she lived over a few blocks away, and Jean's mother gladly accepted for her, and volunteered to drive Jean here on her way to the meeting herself Becky made the kids some macaroni and cheese an

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d went to the local burger joint and grabbed 3 burgers and cokes for the kids. 

When I got back Jean was playing on the floor with the kids and Becky was in the front bath running a comb through her hair.  Becky wasn't showing any signs of age, nor was she holding any fat from previously giving birth to our youngest a couple of years ago.  She could still make me as hard as granite, but getting her 'to give it up' took more time than I was willing to put out. On the weekends we made love way into the early morning, but during the week, I was lucky to get any sex at all.

Becky and I waved to Jean and the kids and told her how she could get ahold of us in an emergency and Jean said everything would be fine, and she'd let us know IF she needed anything.  We walked out the door and got into the car and drove off to the community meeting.  Once we got there, we started conversations with our neighbors concerning the neighborhood watch programs that were recently implimented, and who's lawns were looking the best this year.  Before we knew it the meeting was rolling along and it was getting late.  We excused ourselves saying the babysitter needed to get home, and we had work in the morning as well as the people we were chatting with.

We loaded back in the car and hummed to the music on the radio as we drove the short drive back home.  Becky said that she enjoyed the few hours out of the house, even IF it was just for a community meeting.  I smiled at her and said, "Well now that you know Jean is available and perfectly capable, why don't you use her more often, and spend a little more quaility time on yourself?"  Becky said,"I just may do that!"   We pulled into the driveway, and Becky quickly said "Ahhh shoot, I promised I'd make cupcakes for Katie's daycare, and I don't have those little cups that you cook them in.  I need to go to the store and get them....Mind IF I go alone?"  "No, I said, go right ahead, I'll let Katie know where you've gone, and call her mother and let her know that I'll drop her off after you get back."  I leaned over and kissed her, and left the car running as Becky came around and got into the driver's seat.  "Be back in about 20 minutes," she said. 

I walked into the house, and Jean was sitting on the couch watching some late night comedy show, and she nearly jumped through the roof when I came around the corner.  "Sorry I scared you,"  I said.  "The meeting was a little long, and we both have an early morning, but Becky had to run to the store to get some things, she'll be right back and then I'll take you home." 

"That's ok" Jean said.  "I like being here, would you mind IF sometime I spent the night and played with the kids the next day?"  "I'll have to check with my Mom and you'll have to find out IF it's ok with Becky, but I really would enjoy it, as there aren't many kids living in this community."  I smiled and thought that she was giving me ideas and then the idea of Becky getting some free time away from the kids might give her more time for herself and maybe that would make her think twice about being so tight-assed at night with me.

"i'm going to step outside in the backyard and have a smoke, would you mind?"  "No" Jean answered, "can I come out there with you?  It's kinda warm in here, and the kids are asleep." 

We stepped out into the backyard and I lite my cigarette, and pulled the first of many drags deep into my lungs.  "Nasty habit I wish I never had started."  I said.  Jean smiled and just looked at me, kicking her feet in the soft grass and watching the stars in the sky.  She was wearing a cute flowered shirt with elastic at the neckline and a beige pair of shorts, and had a worn pair of flip-flops on her feet.   There was a picnic table in the back yard and the only light was the back porch light that glowed with a dim gleam.  "How's school?" I asked, making small talk.  "School is school, I don't like many of the kids there.  They are all too stuck up for me."  she answered.  "Yeah, I understand".  I answered, even though I didn't as I was one of the popular kids when I attended.  (which now seemed like an eternity ago).  "What's your plans for the future?'"  (Gee I felt like a high school councelor asking these dumb questions, but I didn't know what else to say to make conversation with this 15 looking year old girl.)  "I seem to enjoy being around your kids and other kids so much I think I'm gonna take some early childhood classes in college and get my degree to become a preschool teacher," she answered, and I smiled, thinking she'd make a good one.

 "How much longer you got in school?" I asked.  "Just one more year," she  answered.  She sure didn't look 17 to me....as I said she resembled a 15-year old to me.  The night was getting cool and she shivered a bit as a lite breeze floated by us.  She rubbed her arms trying to bring the blood and warmth up to the surface.  As she did this her breasts danced inside her shirt, showing that she wasn't wearing a bra.  This made my cock jump against the zipper of my pants and I rocked my hips back trying to keep from showing her that she was having some type of an effect on me.  "It's getting cold out again....looks like we're in for an early winter", I said.  'Man  I sounded weird', I thought to myself.  "Shall we go inside, Becky will probably be back in a bit" I suggested.  "Can we stay oustide just a few more minutes Mr. Brown?  I'm really not ready to go back inside just yet".  "Please call me Tim," I suggested; "Mr. Brown was my dad."  "Tim" she replied like she was trying it out on her lips.  With that she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me running her tongue over my lips and nudging my mouth open.  "MMMMMMM" she mewed as our tongues wrestled with one another.  "I've always wanted to kiss an older man".  I stepped back, thinking 'I really shouldn't be doing this especially since my kids are asleep not 40 feet away and my wife is on her way home from the grocery store.'  She pulled my hands up and cupped her soft breasts with my hands, and then pulled her hands away and grabbed my belt loops to pull me closer to her while she rubbed the buldge building between us.  "I want to experience making love with an older man", she said as she rubbed against me, again kissing me with the expertice of a much older woman.  She slid down kneeling in front of me, and I swear the neighborhood could hear the sounds as her hand found the front of my pants and pulled the zipper down.  Her hand quickly found my growning penis, and she slipped it out into the cool night air.  Her warm tongue and soft mouth quickly engulfed my tip, and my hips became alive as I slide deeply into her mouth and down into her throat.  "OH GOD, Mr......Tim" she mouthed.  "I knew you'd taste good, but not this good."  All I could do is look down and see this beautiful young thing, with her nipples jutting out like tacks, swallowing my cock and shaft, sucking me deep to the balls.  "Jean, IF you don't stop this, you're gonna make me cum, and I don't want to do this here and now."  I said.  "IF not now, then when," she looked up at and said; and continued her tongue thrashing against the underside of my shaft.  I knew that I was gonna cum soon, and quick IF I didn't do something soon, so I pulled from her suctioning mouth, and popped the button on her shorts and grabbed the waistband of her panties, and in one quick motion pulled them down to her ankles.  I pushed her back against the edge of the picnic table and dove into her steaming box like a tiger attacking a rare steak. 

I pressed my nose deep into her slit and inhaled her womanly scent and roared as my tongue lavished her hot box.  The juices were collecting on the tip of my tongue and I swallowed like someone who had been on a desert island without water.  She rolled her hips and pressed my lips against her pubic bone, and I took two fingers and shoved them deep into her slit.  She rode me like a bronco, making the table rise and fall.  I pushed it back on four legs and held her down as she continued to hump against my face.  My cock was now hard as concrete and aimed at the underneath side of the table.  I stood up and looked at Jean with a look that asked 'ready?'.  She was already laying back and pulled her knees up and drapped them over my shoulders and shook her head 'yes'.  I pointed the tip of my cock at the entrance of her box and gave a smooth slip until just the tip slid into her.  I asked her IF she had ever done this before, and she just shook her head 'no' but she was ready now.  Her pussy lips gripped the head of my cock and I gave a bigger shove until I was at her hymen.  I told her it would hurt for a second, but afterwards she would love it.  "Just do it, and do it NOW".  she said.  I gave one hard shove and slide into her well-oiled cunt.  With a couple of deep thrusts I was banging her cervix and rubbing the walls of her cunt.  "OOOOOOHHHHHH GOD TIM, YOU FEEL SO GOOD!!! YOURE HITTING SO DEEP"  OH BABY, I LOVE THIS CUNT" I said as I continued to slam home deeper and deeper into her box.  I could feel the tingles of impending cum rushing up towards the tip of my hot cock.  "I'M GONNA CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" I yelled.  "NO, NOT INSIDE, I'M NOT ON THE PILL".  "No worries", I said.  "I had a vasectomy when Katey was born."  With that I blew stream after stream of hot cum deep inside her, all the while chewing and sucking her hard nipples.  I pulled my withering cock from her hot box, and kissed her softly on the lips as Jean sat up and wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me close.  "OH MY GOD, I knew it would be good, but not that good".  "You better get straightened up and ready to go as I'm sure Becky is gonna be here soon to take you home." I reminded her.  "Can it be you who takes me home, it'd be a whole lot more fun." 

Just as I got my pants back up on my hips and Jean got her shorts buttoned and her shirt back on, we heard the beep-beep of the car horn.  We went through the house and out the front door.  "Go ahead and go into the house and start those cupcakes for Katey's daycare and I'll run Jean home", I said.  "Thanks hun" Becky said and grabbed the bags out of the backseat.  Jean got in the passenger seat and I in the driver's seat.  "Talk to Becky about my sitting more often for you guys, and I'll do my best to make the best of it for both of us; IF you get my drift" Jean said as her hand rubbed over my again rising groin.  I pulled up in front of her house and she leaned over and sunk her tongue deep into my mouth, and rubbed my cock again.  She leaned across the seat and kissed the tip through my pants.  "I can't wait until next time.  You're gonna take my ass virginity too!" 

I pulled away from the curb as she ran up the walkway and into the front door blowing me a kiss upon entering her door.  My cock gave an appreciative nudge against the zipper and I hummed along with the song on the radio as I drove back home.  I can't wait until the next community meeting. 

   

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