Medical opinions varied – don’t they always?

Jonathan Clarke sat upright in the ergonomically designed piece of extruded plastic, masquerading as a chair. The equally sterile sign on the desk read "Dr Peter Browning – Speech Pathologist." The man lowered his glasses.

"You must understand Mr Clarke, your daughter has been severely traumatised."

Jonathan had understood that much twenty minutes after the accident – when he arrived on the scene and his daughter had been unable to speak to him!

"Well yes doctor, I realise that," he replied, wanting desperately to snap that fucking sign in pieces and shove it down the specialist’s coat pocket. How many years had this guy trained? How many exams? for him to sit there and tell him his daughter was traumatised? Jesus Christ!

"But can you give me something a little more concrete to go on? How long might it be before she can talk again?" he added.

Dr Browning returned his gaze, seemingly figuring if he could still make that golfing appointment.

"Well Mr Clarke, all tests show there is no physiological damage – it’s just a case of Emily herself coming to terms with this er, incident. Quite frankly, time is really the best healer."

Jonathan got up. This conversation, like the dozen or so which preceded it, was going nowhere. "Thank you doctor," he said unemotively, turning on his heel and leaving the consulting room to collect Emily from reception.

People react differently to stress and loss. Some handle it, some seek to blame others. More than a few suffer emotional and personality melt-down. Unfortunately for Emily, Jonathan Clarke fell into the latter category.

Whilst her schoolwork did not appear to suffer initially – after all, she could still hear quite normally and besides long periods of being withdrawn, she was able to fulfil working tasks set for her. Few of her circle of friends were prepared to put themselves out to extend any emotional support and one by one withdrew into their own little cliques. Emily became a figure of solitude – that "poor girl who doesn’t want to talk."

Her father began to drink and in his irrational and alcohol-fuelled state, he eventually arrived at the warped conclusion that if Emily had just gotten the school bus that day, instead of having her mother drive her – he would still have a wife and female companion.

Emily sensed a change but at twelve could hardly understand why her father didn’t seem to love her as much. She felt it was something she must have done but had no idea what it could be. Whereas once he would help her with homework – she used to point-out the items she needed help on, now he stayed away and left her to her own devices. He rarely even kissed her goodnight any more. She missed her mother so much she would cry herself to sleep most nights!

Heading up towards thirteen now, Emily was a most beautiful child. Although still not yet menstruating, her body was developing in all the right places. Her hips had slimmed down and become quite pronounced. Very finely rounded young breasts that were already well past the services of a training bra. Only five-two, she could have passed for sixteen easily with a little make-up. Shoulder-length light bown hair complimented an angelic face, home-base to a cute slightly upturned nose and smooth, flawless high cheeks. She looked out at her sad and lonely little world through pretty hazel eyes that if you looked hard enough, betrayed the pain and anguish of her loss.

What her father was increasingly looking at however was something quite different. Many months now since the accident, the enforced role of being a single parent was not much to his liking. Emily’s rather sudden transition however, in his eyes at least, from gawky kid to curvy in-house tease, began to stir a lot more than simply his memories. All may not be lost, he reflected. The situation most definitely had possibilities.

It wasn’t that Emily hadn’t been trying to regain her speech. Most nights she would sit in her bedroom in front of the mirror and will her throat to deliver some sound…any sound. She could sense the presence of a system inhibitor – the kill-switch was spliced-in somewhere between her mind and vocal chords. She knew also that she herself had brought this intolerable existence into being and that she was the only one that could deactivate it.

It was the first day of spring. Walking home quickly from the nearby bus-top, she closed the front door behind her and headed into the kitchen, to find her father seated at the table reading the paper. Not only was he home from work two hours early, he had been drinking again. She could sense a distinct shift in their interpersonal wavelengths. The person who turned to look at her was a complete stranger.

"Have a good day at school Emily?" he slurred, "Oh tha’s right, I forgot, you can’t fucking talk can you?"

He was staring at her, his eyes slowly taking in her whole uniform and quite obviously, most everything underneath it. Emily cringed and instinctively brought her arms up protectively. The schoolbag afforded a comforting amount of protection. He poured the remaining contents of the bottle into the small glass. The only sound in the room momentarily was the ice clinking briefly against the glass.

"Curious as to why daddy’s home early Emily?….Sure y’are sweetie." He slammed the glass back down on the table.

"Well you’ll be proud of ya dad, see he got his-self a raise at last." He looked at her almost beseechingly….."Yeah… a raise alright…….right out the fucking company." He paused for an instant, his eyes filling with tears. "So, what d’ya think of that sweet Emily? – your old man got his ass kicked well and good. He just sat hunched up at the table, an inconsolable pillar of misery.

"Lost my wife, my job….but hey, I still got a daughter that can’t talk…shouldn’t complain." His voice trailed off as he studied her.

"Ya know Emily, you’re one beautiful little girl – so like your mother, come and sit on my lap – give yer old dad a cuddle."

She was torn between allegiance to her father and wariness at his obvious insobriety. She had never seen him slipping this far down into the ooze and yet the alarm bells were pealing like the veritable old clangers at St Martins.

Her love and instinctive trust of her father over-rode her common sense and putting her school bag on the table beside the empty bottle, she allowed herself to be pulled on to his lap. For a while he just sat there holding her round the waist. Inevitably though, the immediacy of so arousing a young female body, daughter or not, tested his resolve to the limit. He allowed a hand to stray to Emily’s knee, just below the hem of her schooldress. She made as if to dislodge it.

"What the? " he looked up at her. "Can’t even put my hand on my own daughter’s leg?" She started to get up, but he pulled her back down.

"You stay put girl," he mumbled. "Day comes I can’t touch my twelve-year-old daughter’s knee is a frosty day in Hell." He made a point now of encircling her leg just below her hemline. "See here kid, I used to have a wife – remember? You decide you want a lift to school one morning and suddenly I don’t have no wife….don’t have no fucking life either!"

He was unmoved by her sudden flood of silent tears and probably unaware of the cruelty inflicted by such a devastating statement. All he could see was a red mist. At its heart was a growing lust – no so much for his daughter particularly as simply a female body. It had been so long.

Through the thin schooldress, he could feel every curve of her bottom as she wriggled uncomfortably on his lap and it had always been just a matter of time before the blood commenced marshalling its resources at that critical point between his legs. Emily herself was only too aware now of her father’s arousal and struggled to free herself from his grip. The hand on her leg began to cross the line suddenly from familiarity to indecency.

She stared in shock and disbelief as his hand rose up her thigh, dragging the hemline with it. At the point her little white panties were revealed, she began to tug violently at his hands. Shaking her head in denial and with the tears in free-fall she clawed at him as her mind worked overtime to locate that elusive kill-switch.

Maybe it was the arousing sight of her knickers combined with the natural heat from her thighs. Perhaps simply the fact of having a young girl in so vulnerable a position on his lap. Whatever the catalyst, her struggling served only to inflame his desire and nuzzling her neck as he now was, the sight of her small but developing breasts heaving just out of sight down the front of her dress, tipped him over into fully fledged bad-ass territory.

"What have you got down here then sweetheart?" he mumbled incoherently, shoving his right hand roughly down her schooldress. She writhed in an agony of despair, tears blinding her pretty face.

As his fingers pushed roughly beneath the thin bra, tearing her dress and leaving it gaping, they encountered a softness that he had never imagined. Almost with the power to sober him up, he held her breast within his hand, fondling and rubbing it lewdly. Blinded with disbelief that this could be happening to her, she had no recourse left but to continue shaking her head while trying to break free of his grasp. She may as well have been trying to escape the embrace of a polar bear….let alone, one on heat!

"C’mon Emily…quit struggling girl," he railed at her, "Yer dad just wants to have a little play with your tits is all. Le’s see if we can get those hot little nips to stand up for daddy?" As he slurred the words, his hand cupped both breasts together as with his middle and index fingers, he began pulling and manipulating her nipples one after the other.

To her horror, she felt them becoming engorged and beginning to protrude slightly.

"Now then , that’s a good girl," he muttered, "Jus like your mum….she loved a good feel-up too." He began to kiss her neck as she tried to evade his lips. Tiring of her non-compliance, he slapped her hard across the back of the head. Emily was stunned momentarily.

"What’s yer fuckin’ problem girl? Yer dad not good enough for you?" Enraged suddenly he pushed her hard off his lap on to the floor. He stood over her as she got to her knees. Her dress having risen up as she fell, it was now hitched high one side. The sight of her three-quarters exposed panties only fuelled his lust.

"Never too late for a spanking kid," he mumbled as he delivered a hard smack across her rear end. She fell forward again trying to cover her bottom with her hands. Dragging Emily to her knees, he pulled her dress right up and spanked her hard again. He was beginning to like the sensation. Unable to make a sound or plead for help, Emily had no option but to take it. A further four or five spanks left her bottom stinging and her pride in tatters.

A lull in proceedings gave her false hope that the worst was over. That is until her father now standing astride her, bent down, simply encircled her waist and began fondling and rubbing both breasts with lustful impatience. Her schooldress was ripped open and glancing downwards she watched with horror as he just tore the flimsy little bra apart and left her breasts hanging loose. She could not believe how erect her little nipples were.

Jonathan got down on his knees behind his daughter, although all he was seeing right about now was something that shortly would be the panacea for the raging fire needing to be quenched within the turbulence that once passed for a loving parent.

His right hand moved ever backwards, seeking the holy grail of incestual perversion. The front of her panties called ‘time-out’. As he cupped her entire vaginal area, for a moment or two he was was unable or unwilling, to grasp the full implications of his degenerate actions. So shocked was Emily, she knelt there rigid with fear, unable to believe her father was wreaking this psychological devastation upon her.

As the heat from between the girl’s legs blew his last few coherent thoughts away, he tore the soft material aside and began rubbing her slit furiously, it felt so good, he could almost forget the ruination that was his life.

In desperation to extricate herself from this untenable situation, Emily kicked out blindly. Her unexpected retaliation caught him unawares and as the heel of her school shoe opened up a three-inch gash in his cheek he clutched at his face in pain. Freed momentarily, Emily took the opportunity to scramble to her feet but seeing his quarry take flight, Jonathan‘s self-defense mechanisms kicked-in and he caught her before she could make the safety of the hallway, maybe even the front-door. With her dress ripped, her breasts and knickers exposed, she put her hands up to defend herself. He slapped her hard across the face and followed this up with a savage and uncontrolled backhand that staggered her.

"You little cunt Emily," he screamed, hitting her again. She fell backwards across the edge of the table, which not being built for encounters such as this, tipped over, discharging its contents as well as the tablecloth across the girl’s prostrate body. She lay there stunned, her back was hurt she knew and she could feel blood running down her face from where he had struck her.

Having but the one impulse-rending need now, he knelt down in front of his distraught daughter and simply ripped her knickers down. As her pussy was exposed, framed as it was rather attractively by the dawning of light brown hair, he unzipped himself with feverish haste.

"Think you’re too fucking good for your old man huh Emily?" He splayed her legs roughly as he pulled his erection out. "Well girl, let me tell ya, you ain’t nothin’ but a whore – a two cent whore at that. Now spread those fucking legs and lets have no more of your crap."

Through a veil of tears she saw him inclined towards her, erection in hand. She looked around, desperate for anything to stave off the inevitable. Amongst the folds of the tablecloth something glittered.

As he gruntingly worked the head between the folds of her soft labia, Emily’s mind re-played a collage of those memories so dear to her. Her mother dressing her for her first day of school. Dad kneeling by her bed telling her a story. The Christmas she received her three-wheeler bike. Sitting on the verandah watching the first snow of the season……just then, she found the kill-switch!

Even as he pushed hard into her, she screamed out "No daddy,no." her small hand raised high above his back.

The first thrust didn’t kill him, the second one did!

It was her birthday and Adam wanted to do something special. He had saved up some money from his paycheck from the computer store he worked at, and made reservations at one of the nicer restaurants in town. Despite how nervous Tristan was about going, she agreed to make her son happy.

She looked over at her son, noticing how mature he looked now. Just as they were pulling in front of the restaurant, Tristan realized that once again her mammoth breasts had decided to expel milk.

"Damn it" she said disappointedly. "I can’t believe it happened again."

Tears filled her eyes as she looked over at her son. He was slightly disappointed, knowing now the plans had to be cancelled. He had so looked forward to taking his mother out for a nice dinner. He smiled at her, placing his hand reassuringly on her shoulder.

"It’s ok mom. I’ll take you home and we can celebrate there." he softly replied.

Tristan looked up into her son’s eyes, seeing the love and compassion he felt for her. The two of them had relied so much on each other over the years it seemed now he felt it was his turn to take care of her. The two of them were quiet on the way home, making time seem to pass even more slowly than it actually did. She kept adjusting her jacket, trying to cover the wet material.

Once they arrived home, Adam helped his mother out of the car and led her into the house. After getting her settled in her room to change, he made a phone call and ordered in delivery from the Italian place down the street. He was disappointed that it was going to take so long and nearly reconsidered when he noticed that she had not returned from her room, worrying him that something was wrong.

As he crept up the stairs, he listened for any indication of what she was up to. When he stood at her slightly ajar door, he could hear her sobbing softly. He peeked in to find her sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a pair of white cotton panties, her face buried in her hands as she cried.

"Mom?" he said as he pushed the door open. "What’s wrong?"

Tristan grabbed for the blanket to cover herself, causing her to hit her sore breast with her arm and more milk to spill from her thick brown nipples. Adam didn’t even seem to notice that she was naked, his eyes remained locked on her face. He knelt down on one knee in front of her, looking up into her face as she stared back at him.

He reached up wiping away the tears. "Mom what’s wrong?" he asked in a concerned tone.

"Look at me Adam. I am disgusting. My breasts are sore and constantly leaking milk unless I pump them several times a day. I haven’t been able to shave my legs or anything else properly since my stomach has gotten so big. I am hideous." she sobbed.

"Mom you are not hideous. You are beautiful." he answered.

More milk leaked from her, wetting the blanket she clutched to cover her bare breasts. She began to cry harder, making Adam notice the wetness. He tried to stop her tears, wanting so badly to see her smile again.

"Where’s the pump mom?" he asked softly, hoping to help alleviate some of her stress.

"It’s on the dresser over there," she answered as she pointed toward the opposite side of the room.

Adam stood up, spotting the device and going to retrieve it. Just as he started to pick it up, he dropped the device, causing it to clatter to the floor. They both watched in horror as the cup that covers the nipple snapped off sharply. His face went white with horror as he picked up the pieces, trying to put it together again.

He turned to his mother, unsure what to say or do.

"I’m... I’m so sorry mom." he said as he presented her with the broken pieces.

"Oh god no," she whispered as she tried not to break into tears again.

"I’ll go pick up a new one tomorrow mom. I promise. I didn’t mean to..." his words were cut off.

"It’s ok Adam. I can get another one tomorrow. I don’t know how I’m going to deal with this tonight." she answered, trying to compose herself.

Adam stared at his mother for a moment, wracking his brain to think of some way to ease the pain she was feeling. The only idea that hit him seemed so unorthodoxed and wrong he was almost afraid to suggest it, but seeing her grimmace as from the pain of her aching breasts, he knew he had to do something.

"Mom, I want to help," he said, moving his hand to the edge of the blanket as he started to gently pull it away from her mammoth breasts.

"Adam what are you doing?" she shrieked, shaken by his action.

"Mom, it’s my fault that the pump broke, let me help take the pressure away." he said softly as he looked into her eyes. "I just want to help mom."

She eased her grip on the blanket, letting him pull it away with ease. Timidly Adam cupped one of her breasts in his hand, bringing the distended nipple closer to his mouth. Tristan tensed up as she felt his warm breath on her skin, but remained still in hopes that his actions would help.

His lips attached to her breast as he softly began to suckle. Slowly Tristan felt the pressure in her left breast easing as he eagerly gulped down every drop of her milk. The taste of it was odd to Adam but not unpleasant. He knew deep down even if it was, he would still do his best to ease her suffering.

Despite his intentions, he could feel his body reacting to the feel of her warm breast cradled in his hands. Tristan too was feeling the familiar tingling, causing her to groan slightly. Her son’s mouth voraciously sucked her aching teat, drinking down the thin liquid that it expressed. Soon the swelling was leaving as he drained her milk. He looked up at his mother as he let her nipple slip from his mouth.

"Mom, lay back on the bed, I know this can’t be very comfortable for you." he said searching her eyes.

"Ok Adam," she purred softly.

As she moved, he stood up quickly, hoping to hide the erection that now throbbed in his pants. Tristan caught a glimpse of the bulge as he moved, making her smile. She could not believe that her son was getting so aroused by sucking the milk from her breast. She laid back on the bed, getting comfortable as he moved to the right side and climbed on the bed as well.

Her panties were soaked with her musky wetness as his mouth found her nipple. The relief of having the excess milk drained, caused her to sigh happily as she stroked his hair. The scent of her dripping sex made it’s way to Adam’s nostrils, causing him to quickly realize that he wasn’t the only one who was affected by the actions.

He diligently sucked, savoring each warm mouthful of milk before swallowing it down hungrily. He tested his luck as his courage mounted, sliding his hand over his mother’s swollen belly and toward those white cotton panties. As his hand dipped down between her firm thighs, he could feel the soaking wet fabric graze his skin. He quickly brushed his fingers over the crotch, feeling more wetness seeping out.

Tristan moaned, lost in a web of desire. Her thighs parted slightly further as his fingers toyed with the wet material. He could feel her bulging pussy lips parting as he traced up and down them before moving to her clit. She let out a loud moan as his fingers strummed the little nub, causing her to tremble. It was the first time in months she had been touched by anyone but the doctor or herself. Her legs spread a little wider, inviting him to continue.

Adam needed no encouragement, his fingers moved over her dripping wet slit slowly as he pushed the panties aside. He could feel the heat radiating from deep inside her and knew he had to be in there. Two of his fingers pushed slowly between her lips as he carefully inserted it. He began to work his finger in and out of her as his thumb worked over her clit. Her hips began to rock to meet his pace, trying to force him deeper inside her greedy cunt.

His pants felt as if they had shrunk two sized since he began feeding on her delicious milk. It felt as if his throbbing cock was going to burst through the fabric that held it captive. He couldn’t resist it any longer. Adam reached down and unfastened his pants, working them down as quickly as he could.

Tristan knew as soon as his fingers left her cunt what he was about to do. She knew deep down that it was wrong but there was no turning back now. She had felt his touch and her body yearned for more. Then for the first time, she felt the smooth tip of his cock rub against her pussy lips. She let out a soft gasp as they parted for him, letting him ease the head in.

His lips released her thick brown nipple as he positioned himself on all fours between her legs. His eyes met hers as he searched them for a sign of forgiveness for what he was about to do. Instead he was greeted with the same lusty stare he possessed. Her hips lifted slightly off the bed, silently offering herself to her son.

He gently began to sink into her, filling her with his swollen shaft. Tristan let out a loud moan as he soon hilted himself inside her. All 7 inches of his cock were hugged by her velvety walls as he remained still for a moment, enjoying the feel of her pussy wrapped around him. His head lowered as he once again took her nipple into his mouth and suckled as his hips began to pump.

Tristan could not believe how intense it felt. The feel of his mouth working her breast and his rigid cock filling her, quickly brought her to the first glorious orgasm of the night. He let her nipple slip from his mouth as he looked up at her, resting his weight on his knees and hands as much as he could. He leaned down and passionately kissed her as he plunged deep into her wetness once again.

Her tongue sought out his as she wrapped her arms around his well toned body. She knew from this moment on she wanted only one man inside her. Another tumultous orgasm built up inside her, causing her hips to buck at a frenzied pace, but Adam kept control of himself. His thrusts were deep and slow, leaving her on the edge for several moments.

She sucked his tongue as it massaged hers, raking her nails down the center of his back as they kissed. Tristan needed release now and she was determined to get it. Adam’s willpower was quickly running out as she began to contract her muscles around him, milking his cock skillfully as it slipped in and out.

He moaned into the kiss, fighting with all his might to hold out just a little longer. He pulled back, staring down into her eyes as he began to pump harder and faster. He knew he couldn’t fight it any longer. He had to cum inside his beautiful mother. Adam gritted his teeth as he struggled not to get too rough and just jackhammer away at her like she was some cheap slut. He groaned loudly, throwing his head back as he cried out "OH GOD MOM,".

Tristan screamed in orgasmic delight, her entire body shaking as she drenched his shaft in her own juices as it pumped torrents of thick cum deep inside her already full womb. He collapsed against her as their orgasms trailed off. She tenderly stroked his hair as she held him close.

"My god Adam, that was amazing," she softly said.

"Mom, I have wanted to do that for such a long time. You have no idea how sexy I have always thought you are," he blushed as he told her. "I’ve wanted to make love to you since I knew what sex was. Now that I have.... I don’t ever want to stop."

Tristan was taken back by his confession. She had always thought he was an incredibly sexy young man but rationalized it as a mother’s pride in her son. Now that she had experienced his touch, she knew she had to have him as her lover permanantly.

"You don’t have to Adam. I want you as my lover from now on," she said with a soft smile.

Just then the doorbell buzzed loudly for several seconds. In his passionate pursuit, he forgot all about the take out. He quickly pulled his pants up and sprung off the bed. He was a bit disheveled as he opened the door to see the beautiful girl that sat next to him in english class standing there with the order. She blushed when she saw him.

"That will be $22.50," she said in a hushed tone.

He handed her $30 and smiled. "Keep the change." he said as he took the containers from him.

"Thanks, and have a good night Adam, though it sounds like you were already having one." she giggled and walked off the porch.

He quickly shut the door and laughed to himself. It didn’t take him long to gather up a couple of plates and silverware and return to his mother. After dinner was over, he planned to spend the rest of the night exploring his new lover in every way possible, but for now, food and rest was what they both needed.

 

 

 Roy pulled out and Becky fell to the floor gasping for air, Roy wasnt taking any breaks as he sat down on Beckys stomach, he got his cock in his hand and slapped Beckys tits with his cock, he told Becky to push them together and he stuck his cock inbetween the massive boobs, he pumped away furiuosly at her firm big tits, he told becky to lick his cock head and she did as it came up, adding to Roys ecstasy, and Beckys disguist.

 Roy picked Becky up and leaned her over the couch, he pushed down on Beckys back making her ass stick right up in the air, he shoved his tongue roughly into Beckys tight little pussy, Becky couldnt help let out a loud moan of pleausre as Roy lapped away at her like a cat drinking milk.

Roy stood up and shoved the whole length of his old cock into Beckys tiny virgin pussy, there it goes, her virginity, something so sacred gone in an instant to an ugly, perverted old stranger. Becky let out a shriek of pain and she continued to whimper as he continued to fuck her hard from behind. After a few minutes against her head Becky started to feel really good, she tried to fight the feelings but she couldnt help it, she started moaning in plaesure as Roy reached round as started playing with her tits as he humped her like a mad man.

 Roy pulled away and sat down on the couch, he picked up Becky and rammed her down on his cock, Becky instantly got the jist and started to bounce up and down on his cock, her huge tits flopped up and down wildly, Roy pulled her close and sucked on each of her nipples, Becky was shouting and moaning loudly in pleasure as she jumped up and down on this old mans cock.

 Roy picked Becky up and laid her on the floor on her back, he spread her legs and laid on top of her, he shoved his hard cock into her tight pussy and started rapidly fucking her, he lowerd his face to hers and kissed her passionatley, this time Becky didnt struggle, the foul stench of his old mouth didnt bother her as she responded by meeting his toungue with hers, they kissed fro ages as he fucked her like a bunny, Becky felt a wierd feeling inside of her, a wonderful feeling, she felt as if she were about to explode and expolde she did with a spectacular orgasm, her first. This orgasm pushed old Roy over the edge, he pulled out of Becky and stood up, he pulled Becky on to her knees and he shot 6, hot, thick streaks of old man cum all over Beckys beautiful face, Roy shoved his dick back into Beckys mouth, she gave it a few good sucks and Roy emptied his reserves, he pulled out and shot 4 more less thick blobs of cum onto Becks tits. Becky acting like a true slut scooped up all the cum on her tits and face and put it in her mouth. She closed her mouth and in one go swallowed the lot, she opened her mouth to show  Roy she had swallowed it, when she did Roy came over and spat in her mouth and twice on her face, Becky swallowed his spit and rubbed the rest around her face. Roy simply threw a load of money at her and walked out of the door.

It was dark out but she was still splashing around swimming with her younger sister Candy. I peered through a space between the shade and window amazed at the innocent, girlish, romp D was enjoying. This girl is built like a woman, hornier and naughtier then any girl I've been with yet retains a child-like naivety. She bounced her way up the ladder, giving me a frontal view from head to toe. Wrapping a towel around her waist, she moved towards the other end of the house, as I followed from inside. Keeping track of everyone’s movements, not only hers, I made assessed the situation and it was perfect. Dina went from her room to the downstairs bathroom. All the parents were getting buzzed poolside with drinks in hand, I quickly made my way down the basement stairs. Wanting to catch her before changing out of her bikini I knocked lightly. "I'm in here!" she clearly said. "It's me. Open up." I whispered with my face and lips pressed against the door and frame. Nervously and wide eyed she opened the door. Before she could protest I said smiling and moving towards her, "It's all good. I'll just lock us in and no one will know. If someone does knock you're getting out of the shower."

Once again her hard breasts pushed against my chest as we locked into a deep tongue fondling that quickly engorged my pulsing cock. It was trapped downward in my board shorts. I reached into them and maneuvered myself upward then pressed my member against D's mons and stomach. She turned her hips up and forward so her clit could rub on my shaft. Little whimpering moans came from her mouth, muffled by the seal our lips made as I poked at her swelling clit with my cockhead. I have a fetish for wanting to be behind a chick so my hands experience the sensation she does from touching herself. We had countless chats that involved taking her from behind. She enjoyed my rough scenarios. Writing out how I would pin her against the wall grinding my cock against her ass, reaching around finger fucking her to orgasm so I could drop my cock in her wet little hole with one good push. Now here she is. No more words. We knew each others sexual desires intimately from chatting.

I needed to feel her body from behind. Realizing my mouth from hers she looked at me with her lusting eyes. I moved towards the sink, slowly turning her around. Lifting her arms and wrapping mine around her waist I nibbled at her ear lobe sending shivers down her spine. The vanity mirror allowed me to watch my hands explore her and enjoy the reactions from the touch. I slid my palms up and across her firm mounds with ease from the silkiness of her bikini top. Taking my pointer fingers I slid one between the skimpy cloth and each of her 15 year old boobs. Slowly I ran the backside of each finger across her tender, ripening tits. Hooking the bottom of each cloth covering, anxiously watching in the mirror, I pulled the tight material quickly to the outside popping free her fresh, growing, treats. Barely a bounce from my tug they responded with a rebounding shiver. Licking my finger I rubbed it on Dina’s undefined, puffy areolas then blew on it. Just a small tightening of the circle and slight outline of her nipple arose. I love watching nipples harden. It's one of my favorite, and arousing, things to make happen or just watch it occur. Nothing is more delicious then a pert little, tear drop boob with a up-turned, half dollar sized, light brown areola that perks up into a tight, pointy eraser shaped nipple when aroused. Yet I can't help but enjoy the endless variety of shapes and sizes of breasts, especially young and hard as D's.

"You gotta ease up a bit." she said due to the vigorous kneading of my two new toys. "Sorry. I could play with them forever." I whispered while licking softly around the edge of her ear. Reaching down. I untied my shorts and slowly pulled open the Velcro fly. She heard it and reacted with a nervous glance back at me. Already shirtless I let my shorts drop to my ankles. With an upward stoke I pushed my cock between her, tight, fifteen year old, ass cheeks. I grabbed her by the hips grinding into her virgin bum. With a little resistance from D I was sliding off her bottoms. "I want to feel my cock on your skin. I won't do anything you don't want. OK baby?" I reassured her. "I'm not going to fuck you." she responded. "I don't want to fuck right now anyway. We have 7 days together to enjoy. You've already given me more then I could ever dream of." Truthfully saying to her. The panties fell to her ankles. To extend the moment I positioned my hot, pulsing, mushroom cap on her asshole, running my entire cock across her sphincter with deliberation. We were the same height. It was effortless to make our bodies rub and stimulate each other. I reached around to her shaved mons using it to push her against my cock while I eased my way to her pussy. She was grabbing my hand but with no force to pull me away. She was shaking from the ecstasy of a dream becoming a reality. With my whole hand I ran 4 fingers between her legs. My middle finger slid between the top of her opening as the rest played with the puffy outer lips. As she fought back the desire to moan My finger was swallowed by her lips. Rubbing D's clit with 3 or 4 strokes I dipped my middle finger straight down and curled it into her hole. "You're pussy is so wet." I groaned with delight. I pushed my rod down and said, "I wont stick it in. I just want to rub across it cuz it's so wet." The top of my dick was actually rubbing her 15 year old pussy lips and she was grinding back. I took her hand and placed it on my shaft, showing her how to push me against her wet lips and clit.

We've been at this for a while and needed to unlock our bodies from the intense, deviant, lust we secretly shared. "I'm gonna go jerk off." I said looking down at my erection. "Don't do it! I want it" She strongly responded. "OK baby. I'll wait." I said. Dina is the best cock sucker I've ever experienced and she's only fifteen! She LOVES to suck dick, anywhere, anytime. That's the preclude for the next chapter.

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Now, things are a bit more civil in our house.  We all have a great relationship.  We literally sit down at dinner and make jokes about our time with our father.  Our mom’s a great sport, and sis doesn’t let his rape bother her as most people would.  My sister Jessica enjoyed spending time with me too, which was interesting because I always thought siblings aren’t supposed to get along, but we did, and well too.

 

 

I remember one of our times together fondly.  It was late night, and our mother had been called back into work for some late night touching up, and she had to leave my sister and me alone.  It was around 6PM that night, and I remember my sister saying that she was hot, and that she was going to go to bed.  I stayed up, and watched a few more hours of television.  After Daria, and Degrassi had gone off, I was officially bored.  I started to skim through channels to see if I would find anything remotely entertaining.  I skimmed past a channel that had a boy and a girl doing something without any clothes on, and I paused myself for a second, then returned to the channel.

 

My suspicions were correct.  There was a boy and a girl on a bed completely unclothed and with the boy inserting his penis inside of the girl.  I was beginning to get that funny feeling in between my legs, and decided to explore it.  As I continued watching, I found myself playing with my own cock as the boy drilled the young lady viciously, and finally he exploded a deep amount of semen into her vagina.  I gasped at the site of it.  “I didn’t know you could do that!” I exclaimed.

 

Finally, as the young man removed his penis from the girl, she looked upon him in a different way, and said, “I didn’t know my brother was such a good fuck!” my ears nearly exploded from what I heard.  I had been watching an incest fuck movie all this time!  I removed my hand from my crotch area, and turned off the TV.  I was now dead tired, and fed up with anything the television would provide, so I decided to crash on the couch.

 

No longer than a half and hour later did I realize that I was still awake, and still entranced with the idea of the brother sister incest that I had recently witnessed.  The thought started to creep in my head, and I wondered if my father had done the same thing the first time he thought it would be good to molest my sister.  At least I knew she wasn’t a virgin.  And at 17, I was sure that she had more than her incestuous sexual experience to her name.  But even still, this was my sister!  Why was I having this unnatural urge to sleep with her?

 

I was beginning to feel guilty for such dirty thoughts.  I decided to retreat to my room.  If I got away from the television, then maybe I wouldn’t think about it so much.  As I walked down the corridor to my room, I noticed my sister’s door open.  I thought I should just close her door, and keep going, but I neglected that thought, and took a peek inside.  There was my sister, completely nude lying on top of the covers.  I guess she really was hot. 

 

And, now I can see why my father couldn’t suppress the urge to sleep with her.  At 17, her body had blossomed magnificently.  She carried a pair of 42 C size breasts, a slender waist that rounded out to some luscious hips.  And her pussy was so smooth, and from where I was standing, I could literally see it dripping from sweat and wetness.  I couldn’t contain myself any longer, and slowly entered her room, and shut the door.  She didn’t move. 

 

I stood before her bed in only a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, which I removed quickly.  Now, I was standing before my naked sleeping sister with 7 ½ inches of the hardest cock I’ve ever possessed.  I moved closer to her, and slowly climbed on top of her.  I softly kissed her lips which were soft and smooth, and tasted as if she had expected my incestuous entry.  I paused for fear, and then neglected to stop at this point, so I hesitantly positioned my erect cock at her sweet and wet entrance, and gently pressed it in.  Her softness sunk me in, and I was instantly in heaven from her wetness, and tightness.  Her pussy was amazing.  Probably the most intense feeling I’ve ever had.  I started to plunge deeper inside of her with each thrust and loved it. 

 

She began to stir a little and moan, but I continued to plunder my sister with my aching cock.  Inside of her was so marvelous.  It was as if her pussy was the best curve to my dick than anything ever would be.  She felt so deliciously inviting.  At this point, I was groaning at the immense amount of pleasure that I was receiving until finally, my sister had awaken, and noticed her brother’s incestuous cock inside of her pussy.  “Tim, No!  What’re you doing?!” she screamed.

 

“I’m sorry sis, but it’s just so good.” I responded.

 

“No, stop!” she begged, but as she begged, she would buck her hips to meet my thrusts.  I knew she hated the fact that the person who was providing her pleasure was her own brother; her own flesh and blood, but still she couldn’t deny how incredible it felt to have a hard cock inside of her wet snatch.

 

“Don’t play coy sis.  Just fuck me.  You’re loving it!” I teased, as I let my lips and tongue rest on her erect nipples, and sucked them to the rhythm of our bodies.

 

“No, Tim!  This is incest!  You have to stop!” she shouted.  I only fucked her harder.  I was possessed now.  The feel of her incredibly tight and wet pussy had me entranced.  There was no way I could ever stop fucking her at this point.  She went to scream again, and I quickly brought my lips to hers to silence her, and to savor her softness again.

 

Now, she had given in to my perversion, and bucked her hips to meet my thrusts.  She had clasped her legs around my waist, and her pleadings of stop were merely replaced with disgusted, but lustful stares.

 

“How’s it feel sis?” I asked, “Am I better than Dad?”

 

To which my sister would respond, “Just fuck it Tim!  Fuck me!”

 

I certainly obliged and pounded her pussy hard and she could only moan out her approval or disapproval whichever it was, it didn’t matter to me anymore.   I was on the verge of releasing an intense amount of baby juice inside of my sister’s cunt. 

 

“Oh, shit!  I’m gonna cum in you sis!” I let her know.  She grunted in frustration, and turned her head away from me, as if it was something she was all too familiar with.   A few more thrusts, and I unloaded a strong, vicious load of semen inside my sister’s hungry pussy. I screamed in delight, as did Jessica as she herself had her own orgasm that was flooding the bed now.  When I finally finished my fuck, I let my dick slide out of my sister’s twat, and I heard a soft pop as it exited.  I thought of the incest fuck movie I had watched earlier where the sister told her brother how much of a good fuck he was, and to be honest, that’s what I was expecting from my sister too.

 

Instead, she told me, “Tim!  You’re no better than our father.  You’re both disgusting people.”

 

I stood up from my sister’s bedside, gathered my clothes, and went to leave.  “I’m sorry sis, I just—“

 

“Couldn’t help yourself, I know, I know.” She interrupted.  Again, it was something she was all too familiar with, and I contributed to it.  I did feel bad for my sister because I wasn’t sure if she enjoyed having sex with family, or if she was ashamed of herself for enjoying sex with her family members.  Either way, it was the best sex of my life.  And I long for the day when we can do it again.

 

 

Sam grinned ‘Sure Uncle Simon’ she breathed heavily ‘show me what you were doing to Jane!’ and she slid her body down and onto her Uncles willing tongue.

 

‘Sweet baby that’s the greatest tasting cunt I have ever had’ he moaned into her ‘lets see if we can help you cum!’

 

Jane had moved and was positioning herself above Sams head ‘hey cous!’ she said ‘you better take up where Uncle Simon left off, I was so close then!’ and she eased her wet cunt onto Sam’s mouth where Sam proceeded to eat her out expertly.

 

Uncle Simon now had his cock free from a mouth and needed to bury it in a willing hole but was so enjoying tasting his pretty you niece that he knew he could wait a little longer. His tongue was deep inside her and her juices were coating it, he swallowed and swallowed but Sam just kept producing more sweet nectar for him to digest. She was bucking her hips and he knew she was close to an orgasm, he looked up to see Jane bouncing up and down on her cousins face also very close, this decided him it was time to move himself. So he reluctantly tore his tongue away from Sams delicious hole and moved his hips so that he could enter her as he looked up he saw Jane close to tears ‘what’s up baby girl?’ he asked.

 

‘Oh Uncle Simon you promised you would fuck me this morning and there you are about to take Sam again……………..you promised’ she looked devastated and horny at the same time.

 

With that he lifted her off Sam and positioned her face into Sam’s soaked cunt saying ‘ok baby you get Sam off and I will fuck you, deal?’

 

Jane never answered she was far too busy licking her cousins wonderful hole, Uncle Simon took this as his answer and rubbed his cock from her arse to her clit and back making her moan desperately into Sam. He teased her and this provoked her to moan more and more ‘Uncle Simon’ said Sam ‘she’s driving me wild please just fuck her!’ this was a demand

 

Without hesitation Simon thrust into Jane making her gasp, this in turn make Sams cunt go crazy and she pulled Jane into her ‘lick me’ she groaned ‘I’m cumming’ Sams orgasm flooded over Jane’s face and she cleaned up as much as she could. ‘Oh Janey that was great’ Sam sighed as she moved down and kissed her cousin hard. Seeing the two girls kissing drove Simon over the edge and he slammed into Jane filling her with his cum, Simon held onto Jane’s hips until his cock grew limp.

 

‘God girls you’re the best’ he smiled ‘do you two think you might like to come and holiday with me for a couple of weeks?’

 

‘I will ask daddy’ said Sam as she moved into to clean up her Uncles cum from her Cousins cunt. This started Uncle Simons cock to grow hard again

 

‘How am I ever gonna get away from you two?’ he sighed as he offered Jane his limp cock to suck.

 

‘You don’t have to go anywhere Uncle’ Sam said seductively, ‘but I do! I’m off for a shower, you two carry on you look like you have lots more to try!’ and she moved off in the direction of the shower.

 

After showering and dressing in a wrap over short dress that showed her long tanned legs and ample breasts Sam proceeded to go downstairs as she reached the bottom she heard raised voices this was unusual it hardly ever happened, Sam paused to listen and tried to make out who was doing all the shouting. It appeared the argument was between her father and her Uncle Lucas, what was going on why was her dad so upset she intended to find out. As she made her way into her fathers study her brother Joel caught her ‘Sam don’t go in, leave them to it’ he said very seriously.

 

‘What the hell is going on Joel, whys dad so upset’

 

‘Lucas is demanding you go live with him Sam, he wants you as his property’ Joel said shaking his head ‘he’s been shouting at dad for the last 40 minutes, I suggest your not around when he gets out!’

 

‘But but’ stammered Sam ‘ I don’t want to live with him, this is my family’ and she snuggled up to her brother with a worried look.

 

‘Don’t worry Sammy dad’s not about to let it happen’ and with that Joel took Sams hand and led her toward the kitchen.

 

Sams mum was pacing up and down and no one could really believe what was going on, the tension was so thick. Suddenly the study’s door flew open and Uncle Lucas strode out ‘where is she? I’m not fucking leaving without her!’ he was screaming. Mum and Joel made sure Sam was out of sight.

 

‘Lucas what is all the fuss’ mum said in a calm voice ‘lets be sensible her, Sams our daughter she lives with us it’s the way it should be. You know you can visit and Sam will happily come to your bed whenever you wish but she cannot be solely yours and you know that’

 

‘Mand I am having her, the bitch is mine to do with as I please and none of you arseholes can stop me’ with that he slapped Sams mum across the face. ‘Now bring her here now and this can all stop’ he demanded

 

With this Sam moved into view ‘Uncle Lucas I’m not coming with you, and I think you need to apologise to mum’ she said ‘I live here, this is where I belong and I don’t want to be just with you!’

 

Lucas looked like he was about to erupt with anger he was red in the face and shaking ‘I will have you Sam you will be mine!’ he said menacingly ‘just watch you back one day I will be there’ and he walked over to her and pulled her close ‘you will be mine and I will take what I want all the time’ he whispered in her ear, and then walked away and out of the house.

 

‘What did he say baby?’ dad said to her stroking her hair, Sam told him ‘the bastard, from now on Sam your never alone ok, he’s fucking mad that man and no longer welcome in this house!’

 

‘Dad can I have a cuddle, he’s freaked me out’ Sam asked in a small voice. Dad took her in his arms and held her close, even though this had been a distraction having Sams body near him turned him on so much and he felt his cock twitch as he hugged her tight. Sam responded by pushing her hips towards him ‘mmmm you feel good dad, so good’ Sam breathed.

 

‘Oh Sam I know why he wants you around, shit I’m hard just holding you look’

 

‘I know daddy I felt you against me, maybe I could help you with that?’

 

‘Baby girl I know you can’ and with that he lay her on the couch in the front room and started to slide his hands over her body ‘just relax let daddy make you feel safe’ he said as he started to caress her tits through her dress ‘fuck your body is the best’.

 

‘Oh daddy your making me wet, feel how wet’ and she pushed his hand towards her wet pussy lips covered by a thin piece of material. Sam looked up and saw her mum watching ‘hey mum let me taste you’ she moaned and indicated for her to sit on her face ‘please mum, you do taste great’

 

Sams mum needed no further asking and straddled her daughters’ pretty face, she moved her panties to one side to allow Sam all the access she needed. Sams mums pussy had large pink outer lips and Sam clamped her mouth onto these and sucked listening to the moans her mother was producing, she moved her hands round to her mums arse and slid a finger into her puckered hole while forcing her pink tongue between the lips. Sams face was covered in her mothers juice and Sam was drinking it as fast as she could, she inserted another finger into her mothers arse and started to pump them in and out every so often stopping to rotate them and plunge them deeper. Sams dad was watching while stripping he daughter of her clothing and getting into position to roughly fuck her, the tip of his dripping cock was at her cunt entrance and he loved the view he was getting of his wife being eaten out by their daughter. He pushed the tip in ever so gently making Sam sigh a little then rammed his cock home, making her catch her breath and gasp onto her mothers wet pussy, this set Sams mother off on a huge orgasm and she filled her daughters mouth with a spurt of cum grinding her lips into Sams face as she did. Sams dad took control and fucked Sam hard he was banging into her his balls slamming against her arse, he didn’t break rhythm and was jack hammering his daughter. Sam loved it and was meeting his thrusts; her legs wrapped around his back, she wanted more cock and looked around to see if anyone was there. Mum knew what Sam wanted and went to the stairs calling Sams brothers down, soon Sam had Mike and Joel undressing before her.

 

Joel positioned himself at her head and she opened her willing mouth, but then felt another set of lips as her mother joined her to lick at Joel’s cock, between them the kissed it and took turns sucking him. He held both their heads as he fucked each mouth. Sams dad had climbed off her and had got behind her mum and was now fucking her hard as she licked and sucked Joel, this left room for Mike to fill Sam up which he did with the same passion as her dad. Mike moved Sam on her knees opposite her mum who was in the same position being fucked by her dad; this meant Joel was standing between them having his cock looked after. Mike slapped Sams wet cunt and moved into her gaping pussy ‘Oh Sammy arghhhh’ he groaned ‘what a great fuck’ and he held her hips fucking her hard, she loved all the attention she was getting and watching her mum was even sexier. Mike slid 3 fingers into her arse making her yelp as she wasn’t expecting it, and soon he was slamming his cock and fingers in at a real pace, Sam felt herself go light-headed and knew she would soon cum. Mike sensed this ‘come on sis come for me, make my cock dirty’ he leered, that was it the flood gates opened and Sams orgasm hit home, bucking as she came she covered mikes cock in her cum ‘oh shit Sam where’s it all coming from’ said Mike as her cum cascaded down his thighs. ‘I need this cleaned up and I know the woman to do it’ he laughed as he pulled out of Sam with a plop and moved towards his mothers’ eager mouth. ‘Clean me up mum, look at the mess she has made’

 

Sams mum lapped at her sons wet cock and thighs cleaning off all of Sams cum ‘what a dirty girl you are Sammy!’ she grinned ‘is that better Joel did mummy do a good job?’ and with that she deep throated her sons cock while he stood shuddering.

 

‘God mum didn’t know you could do that’ he said holding her head while his pistoned his hips ‘fuck that was good do it again’

 

Mike moved and slid under Sam ‘come on baby sis lets have some fun’ he sighed sucking her tits ‘ lets get fucking’ and pulled Sam down onto his erect cock ‘still tight baby, god you feel good’ Sam felt hands on her arse again and knew it was her dad so she tilted her hips slightly to give him access.

 

‘You know what I like now baby don’t you’ he groaned into her ear ‘let daddy have some of that tight arse now’ and with that he slipped into her ‘Jesus fuck baby I love this hole, never felt anything like it, so tight around your daddys cock’ Mick and her dad were fucking in unison now as mike pulled out her dad pushed in, it was sending her wild. The two men could feel their cock rubbing through the thin wall that separated Sams holes and this was a horny feeling for them too.

 

Joel was holding Sams mums head and pumping hard he had his head thrown back and when Sam looked closer Sams mum had two fingers rammed up his arse and was thrusting them in and out. Joel was close to exploding his seed into her mouth and held her head tight, forcing his cock down the back of her throat ‘oh god yes yes drink it mum drink me dry’ he grunted as he shot his load. They all turned to watch as she swallowed the lot and then carried on sucking at his shrinking dick.

 

‘God mum your amazing’ Sam cried ‘you must teach me that’

 

‘You should see yourself sis, your hot body being fucked hard by Dad and Mike you look as sexy as fuck and your loving every minute, you are the best family slut we could wish for’

 

Sams dad smiled as he moved deep into his daughters arse, he was in fucking heaven he was so proud that she was his to have, fuck and love. When he looked at her body his cock would go crazy even if he had just fucked he had never wanted a girl so much. So here he was now matching his son thrust for thrust ripping into her young sexy body with her begging for more, she was always willing and always wet and soon he was going to fill her arse but first he wanted a change of position ‘Sam’ he said pulling out of her ‘sit on me, put my cock in your arse and sit on me please’

 

Sam grinned, he hadn’t fucked her this way, so she eased her arse over his cock and slid down ‘ohhhhhhh daddy that feels different’ she gasped

 

‘Now Mike, fuck her cunt again’ their dad instructed

 

‘Shit yes dad anything’ said Mike eagerly. He moved between her legs and slid in ‘fuck that’s good, what a hot cunt you have Sammy’ and proceeded to fuck her hard, Sam could feel ever movement they both made and Mike also had his mouth clamped onto one of her tits while her dad pulled that the other one ‘Sammy move with me sis I’m gonna cum baby’ Mike pleaded, so Sam moved her hips pushing him over the edge ‘oh shit yes yes yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss’ he screamed ‘what a fuck what a fuck’, his cock slipped out of her slippery cunt and was replaced by her mothers mouth.

 

‘Cant have you all dirty baby’ she said to Sam as she lapped up all of Mikes cum that was leaking from her daughter.

 

‘Mand, lick my balls while I fuck her………………for fuck sake do it please’ said Sams dad ‘that’s it oh yes yes heaven………..that’s it Mand lovely’. Sams mum was licking from Sams cunt to her arse and then over what she could find of her husbands cock ‘that’s it Mand, jez that feels so fucking good’

 

Sam was bouncing up and down oh her Dads cock fucking him madly; she wanted nothing more than to make him cum inside her. The feeling of his cock swelling with cum was exciting her more and more and added to that her mothers tongue Sam had never felt so hot.

 

‘Sammy daddy’s cummin’ he cried ‘holy shit yessssssssssss’ the final thrust ripped into her and he came hard, Sams mums tongue hit her clit and sparked her orgasm making Sam cum into her mothers mouth.

 

They all lay in a pile, naked and spent the smell of sex everywhere. ‘Do you feel better now Sammy?’ asked dad

 

‘Much much’ she replied.

 

They all rose to shower and continue their day totally forgetting about the problems that had previously occurred. Sam walked naked to her room when she was grabbed by the hair and a vicious hand went round her neck ‘thought I was joking Sammy? No way your mine now’ she realised too late it was Lucas ‘lets get you out of this house and show you how life’s gonna be!’ and with that he dragged her off. Sam tried to scream but Lucas slammed his fist into her head knocking her unconscious, the next thing Sam knew she was in the back of a truck, naked and tied up and very very scared of what would happen next.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, she is not a beauty queen, but she is attractive and has a nice body. She has great tits!!! She is the type of woman who has great sex appeal. There is something about her that you can’t put your finger on that makes you want to shag her. I remember having fantasies about her seducing me in high school and masturbating many nights after being at their and seeing her.

She actually walked in the bathroom one time when was I masturbating at her house—she had been laying out and I could not help myself. I was so embarrassed when she walked in and caught me. I had lubed my cock with Vaseline and was stroking it like a madman. I had just started to come, and when I opened my eyes, she was standing there. I did not know what to say. She smiled and said, “Looks like you are having fun!” I turned red! She said, “Don’t be embarrassed—we all do it!” Then she walked out.

The night of her http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&sa=X&oi=spell&resnum=0&ct=result&cd=1&q=daughter&spell=1"> color="#0000cc">daughter's arrest, she was very worried. I tried to comfort her and we started talking about some of the funny things that had happened over the years. She asked me for another beer; she was pretty drunk. I said there was no more, and she sent me to the basement to get another 12-pack from the fridge. When I came back up, I gave her another beer and she said, “Remember the time I caught you jerking off in my bathroom?” I instantly blushed. She smiled and said, “Don’t be embarrassed. You have a very nice cock. She stood up and walked over to me and said, “You have really put on some muscle this summer. You look great.”

I said, “You look really good, too!”

She ran her hands over my chest and my cock got hard. I was trying to move so she would not see it, as I was wearing gym shorts and it was very obvious. She asked what I was thinking about when she walked in on me playing with myself. I began to stammer. She said that she had had fantasies that it was about her, and that she had fantasized that we had had sex right in bathroom on the floor.

Then she sat on my lap and my stiff cock poked her in the but. She said, “So, was about me.??”

I said, “Yes, I have had many fantasies about you.”

She began to stroke my cock and I asked about her husband. She said, “He is out of town on business. Don’t worry about him.” Then she leaned over and kissed me. Her hand felt so good on my cock, I could not believe this was happening. She stood up and removed her shirt. Her Nipples where all ready hard.

I said, “Are sure you want to do this? Your http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&sa=X&oi=spell&resnum=0&ct=result&cd=1&q=daughter&spell=1"> color="#0000cc">daughter is one of my best friends and you have been drinking. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

She said, “I have wanted to shag you for years!” Her tits popped out and they were beautiful—48DD with the most perfect nipples. Her nipples are large, almost double the size of a pencil eraser, round and about one and a half inches long. I grabbed her and started playing with her tits, sucking them and biting at her nipples. She moaned and said, “Harder.” I was sucking like I was breast-feeding. I pulled her shorts off to find she was not wearing any panties.and her pussy was shaved. My cock strained against my shorts as she stroked it. She finally freed it and started stroking it. Her hand felt so good I almost came right then.

I pushed her back against the table and helped her up on it. She spread her legs wide and guided me into her pussy. I had to have her. I apologized for lack of foreplay but promised to make it up to her. She laughed and said, “This is just like my fantasies—you can’t stop yourself, you have to take me.”

As I slid my cock in, she let out a deep, throaty moan, which really turned me on. I started with long, slow strokes, letting her feel the entire length of my cock. I told her that her pussy felt good and was really tight and wet. She said, “I have not had sex in nine months.”

I was shocked and said, “I will satisfy you tonight.”

She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in. I started fucking her hard and fast. She moaned loudly and dug her nails into my back. I pulled out and turned her around so I could see her hot ass. I fucked her doggie-style, as she was bent over the kitchen table. Her tits bounced wildly as I hammered her from behind. Then she started to come!

When she was done, she asked me to stop. She dropped to her knees to suck my cock. Her mouth was better than her pussy. She sucked me for a few minutes, then got up and led me to her bedroom. We started in 69 each other. Her pussy was dripping—the more she sucked the wetter she got. She had another orgasm. She kept sucking my cock. I begged her to stop so I could fuck her some more, but she would not. I shot a huge load in her mouth. She took it all and kept on sucking. I asked her to stop because it was too intense right after coming. She did not stop, but kept on sucking. My cock went limp and she kept on sucking. Then, after about 4 minutes, my cock got stiff again.

She stopped sucking it and rolled over on her stomach. She said, “Take what you want! Use me, I am yours!!!” I paused, trying to figure out what that meant, and then guided myself into her tight, wet slit. She moaned and said, “Fuck me hard.” I jackhammered her pussy. I slipped out and when she was helping me back in, I felt her adjust under me. As I slid in, I felt a lot of resistance. I pushed harder and she let out a deep groan as the head of my cock entered her. She panted, “Slow, slow, please go slowly. Be gentle.”

I slowly kept pushing, fighting the urge to jam my cock in her. Then I realized she had guided me into">http://www.analsexyes.com/">into her ass. I whispered to her, “Thank you, I love your ass and have dreamed of fucking you in it.” She smiled and grimaced as the full length of my cock entered her ass. Her ass was so tight, I was having trouble getting in. It felt like it was trying to keep my cock out. I told her, “Breathe and bear down,” and she did and my cock went deep in her.

She groaned and I asked if she was OK, and she replied, “It hurts but feels good. Just go slow. The only thing I have ever had in my ass is a finger.”

I grabbed some lube and slowly pulled out; her ass gripped my cock like it was trying to hold on to it. She asked what I was doing. I said, “You are so tight I need some lube. It will be better for us both. I lubed her tight, pink rosebud and my cock, and reinserted it, this time a bit faster than the first time. She reared up and yelped and begged me to go slow. I said, “Breathe and bear down, trust me.” I fucked her ass slowly with long, deep strokes, listening as she gasped on the in-stroke and moaned deep in her throat. I whispered in her ear that her ass felt so good and tight. It was like heaven. I told her that it was a dream come true to fuck her ass.

I started stroking faster and harder. She squealed at first and pulled away. I said, “Relax and enjoy. You have to embrace the feeling and the pain will turn to pleasure.” Fucking her ass was euphoric. I was lost in the sensation. The only sounds were her moans and gasps, which turned to sounds of a woman in deep pleasure. I was getting close to coming and started fucking her harder and harder. I tried to control myself, but the feeling was too intense.

She bucked wildly under me. She said, “Fuck me! Come in my ass!”

That took me over the edge. I started drilling her virgin ass. She moaned loudly, yelling, “Fuck me, oh please come, please come in my tight ass. I can’t take much more.” Her begging made me come very fast. I came so much it hurt. I collapsed on her and started to apologize for being too rough. She said no, it was good, that she was just new to this, and the more we did it, the more she’d like it. I asked why she let me fuck her ass and she said, “Your ex-girlfriend was over with Rhi, Liz’s girl, and I overheard them talking about how much you like anal sex and how much fun it was.” She had been fingering her ass ever since and fantasizing about me taking her ass.

We continued our affair for the next three years. She got divorced, and her http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&sa=X&oi=spell&resnum=0&ct=result&cd=1&q=daughter&spell=1"> color="#0000cc">daughter moved home, which made the affair tougher to hide. She almost caught us several times. Once, she came in just as her mom had taken a load of cum in the mouth from me, but that is another a story for another time.