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Girlfriends Bed

annoneye on Taboo Stories

So on went the night, and when we were done cleaning up I pulled her close and kissed her softly, sneaking a peak at the clock, all or nothing, I grinned down at her, "We have two choices, I can go home or I can stay the night, but its up to you baby," for a long while she didn’t say anything, until she finally led me to her bedroom, already I was hard and waiting, she made me watch while piece by piece her clothing came off, and all I could think, was that tonight after three weeks of forced torture, I was going to get laid, she began to undress me and I let her, my hands slowly roaming over her body, my thumbs brushing against her nipples, sliding down her stomach, she grinned up at me, and shook her head, with a chuckle my brows raised and then I let o

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ut a groan a loud pleasured groan, before I knew what was happening, the silly girl was on her back pulling me into her.

I continued to pound into her, until we heard a car pull up and even after I continued to fuck her, though we both knew we only had seconds, we could hear her daughters coming into the house, laughing and talking about their night, but I couldn’t stop and even though she continued to alternate between groans of pleasure and chastising, I knew she didn’t want to stop either, but stop we did, as we heard the knock on the door.

"Mom? Mommy are you okay?" I looked at her, she looked at me, and we had to choke not to laugh " "I'm fine sweetie, go to bed and I’ll see you in the morning" there was a long pause, before Cassidy the older of the two girls said good night and we heard the door close, my cock was still hard and I carried her over to the bed, kissing Marcy’s neck gently, she didn’t want to stop, that I knew by the way she moved to massage the base of my cock but we had to be quiet, which was hard, cause well, she’s kind of loud, which I like, but we managed to finish the night on a good note, it was the MORNING that I had to be excited about, and yes, I took her again, twice more after that, a little gentler a little quieter, but I still took her, curled up against each other, I kissed her neck and we passed out somewhere near four thirty am.


The next morning I woke up, or well, kind of woke up and peeked at the clock, my eyes where still a bit fuzzy but I knew it was about quarter after 11 in the morning, and as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "Morning sleepy head" I looked up and grinned, sitting up I accepted the coffee Marcy set in front of me, her tone was serious as was her smile,

"We need to have a bit of a chat Mike," before I could say anything her flat palm rested against my chest gently, and I eyed her curiously, listening carefully, I WAS prepared to ask for marriage, but that would be on my terms, no one else’s "the girls, kind of had a bad night at the party last night," she frowned, and sighed speaking softly" it seems, that one of the older boys wanted to have sex, but they were kind of afraid that it would hurt, so this morning, I explained why I didn’t come out to say good night, and Cassidy suggested that maybe, YOU could take their virginity" she gave me this innocent look and I stared up at her, wondering if this was a dream, when I saw the two girls come in, I stared at the three of them, all standing there so innocent and calm, and I quietly and gently pinched myself, nope not a dream, I looked up slowly and my head tilted.

"Are you serious Marcy, I mean, are you sure your okay with this?" at her and the girls collective nods I had to keep from grinning, because I mean honestly, this was the best thing that could have EVER happened to a man before. "Uh…sure. I mean. I guess if Your okay with it honey" I looked up to Marcy unsurely putting on my best innocent face, surprised that I got away with it, maybe I got away with it cause I wasn’t that unsure, who knew, who cared.

"I’m fine with it, We decided that Cass would go first and Jess afterwards, in the mean time I’ll go fix you some breakfast" she came over and kissed my lips softly and I stared watching as Cassidy began to undress, I suppressed a groan at thirteen this girl was gorgeous, dark black hair and blue eyes, she had a body that didn’t stop, legs to match and her small budding breasts, my cock was growing hard under the blanket, she bit her lip and pulled it off slowly, to which I carefully checked to make sure the drapes where closed, they where, thank god, I swallowed hard and watched as her hand trailed down my stomach, she sat naked on the edge of the bed now.

"Are you sure you want to do this honey? I mean, if you’d rather wait, or if not, we can do it any way you want, " I smiled pleasantly at her, to get her used to my touch, my hand lazily slid up her thigh, I was surprised to note, she was wet, very wet, and her voice for the first time in like ever, was shy "I want to, I want to know what its like, " she smiled at me and I nodded, gently she straddled me, and I spoke softly "you can do it slow, or you can just slam yourself onto me, it’ll hurt but only for a second"
She told me that she had never had sex before but had been using her moms small vibrator for the past year, so she was sure that her cherry had already been busted. I told her that she could take it slow just in case. She slowly lifted her puffy lips over my throbbing erection. Luckily for her I was about an average five inches, anything more and this girl would have been in pain. She eased her newly de-virginized pussy down my shaft and it felt good, felt amazing actually, it felt good to take a virgin, the suction of the hole is so damn tight.
I let her set the pace, let her ride up and down on my cock while my hands moved up to caress her youthful ass, my mouth captured one of her little hard nipples and I grinned upon hearing her gasp of excitement and surprises, my voice soft and husky "if you liked that you’ll love this" I pushed her off of me gently, and moved around the edge of the bed, laying her down my tongue slid to slide between her lips, licking slowly at her clit, she arched her hips and whimpered softly, but my hands on he breasts I kept her flat on her back, letting her move only her knees I slid closer to her, my tongue sinking deep into her pussy sliding out quickly only to flick her clit before I did it again, her whimpers and cries where soft, but I knew what she wanted, when she came she came hard and fast and I barley had time to lick it all up but I did, I obviously didn’t cum, but that’s okay, this wasn’t about me, now was it?

Afterwards I lay there on my stomach groaning softly, my cock rock hard, my head banging down against the soft mattress before I heard another soft voice,

"Daddy? Daddy are you okay?" CHA CHING! Was what I heard in my head, no seriously, if that wasn’t the most erotic thing, not just the words, but the voice, knowing it was thirteen year old Jessica, the younger, more innocent and quieter of the two, the one who needed to be drawn out, yeah, I most definitely was not okay, I heard the door close just then, and once again the room thanks to the shades, was enveloped in darkness, slowly I turned and I sighed "No Honey, Daddy is very much not okay, " I watched as she moved to lay on the bed beside me, I watched as she slid from her robe, I even watched as she laid on top of me. She lay with her head on my chest so that my cock was resting against her hairless pussy, and damn me to hell if that didn’t feel good, I looked up slowly and watched her experiment, watched her hands grip and begin to massage my massive hard on, and my hips bucked up gently and I groaned "baby, if you don’t sit on me right about now, I’m not going to be any use to you," biting her lip hard she looked up still massaging my 5 inch cock her eyes wide "is it going to hurt daddy?" I smiled and shook my head softly, knowing it would "not much I promise," I nodded softly "but its going to feel damned good after" she giggled softly and crawled off of my chest. She layed on her back and spread her thighs, I got a magnificent view of a tween pussy. She didn’t waste any time this one, she moved fast and hard, she began to finger herself as she said she had done before. Her little whimpers were growing louder as she was exploring her small pussy folds with both hands now. Massaging my cock, my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I watched her for awhile, just letting her do as she would, she had no idea how much her calling me Daddy every time she tried to stop from having an orgasm, turned me on, and I didn’t tell her, not yet, but I did groan with her.
Finnaly, it was too much to bear, I flipped Jess over into a doggie style position and told her "it would be much easier for me to enter her from the rear baby." I slowly pushed up against her, she was extremely wet but was much tighter than her sister. I massaged her little ass while I was easing my manhood into her tight little cunt. She gave out a whimper and a slight moan, I knew then it was time to lay some serious pipe. I began to give slow, steady, deliberate strokes and quickly picked up the pace as I was keeping up the pace of Jess' every moan and quiver. "Oh god daddy, that feels so good" she cooed. I then flipped her over on her back, pulled my cock out of her and sucked on her bare chest, I bit her and I pawed at her, I shoved my fingers into her pussy while she jerked my virgin fluid soaked cock "yeah that’s it, that’s daddy’s little girl, fuck Jess, you know just how to do it, you’ll be a pro in no time baby" I could see her blush as I spoke to her, and I smiled kissing her lips softly as my fingers continued their long wonton plunge into her 13 year old pussy, her pants and whimpers turning me on even more so.
I was going to cum, I wanted to cum in her tight preteen cunt. I layed on the bed and put her over me as I did with her older sister. I pulled her down firmly onto my throbbing cock. She took it like a champ and began to moan as we began to grind against one another. I took hold against her little ass cheeks and began to pound harder and harder until I came.
It was as she came and collapsed gently on my chest, her hips still grinding against my now limp cock, which was slowly growing hard again, slowly, that she looked up resting her chin on my chest gently "Daddy, do you think we can do this again sometime?" I thought about that quite seriously, fuck the legalities of it, fuck the moralities of it, I had a golden opportunity here, a great wife/friend, and two horny daughters wanting to fuck me, how stupid do you think I was? Then again, remember the legalities and moralities, I kissed her cheek softly and looked up as Marcy came in with breakfast,

Six months later, I was laying in bed, Jessica on one side, Cassidy on the other, and My beautiful wife laying on top of me, my cock imbedded in her pussy, hard as a rock, as always.

A giving neighbor

Opiated_Mass on Taboo Stories

Kelly was my neighbor's daughter , she was 16 brown hair blue eyes 5'8 135 lbs shapely firm ass . And she had this set of tits that had to be at least a d cup. Brett her father came over , we were freindly often having BBq's together and that sorta thing . He handed me a beer I was out washing the car.

Having worked in the now booming computer industry being 29 was a blessing to own my own home . Well we talked me and Brett he mentioned he and his wife were leaving to his high school reunion for 4 days . And asked if I could kinda keep a eye out for Kelly . If she needed a ride such on , I said sure wasent to big a deal . He seemed relived and headed home .

The next day they left and it was about 10 pm I got a call ."Um Joe ?" It was Kelly s
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he seemed tired and a little scared mabye nervous. "Yeah Kelly whats up?" I said and she sighed "I um well I need a ride home . My stupid boyfreind and me were out and he got mad and left me here . Im over at the coffee shop down here by the mall . " I agreed to come pick her up thinking this guy must be a real winner so I got my coat and headed out .

About 15 minutes later I opened the passenger side door she was in a very short mini skirt and a tight top a coat unzipped to show her maammoth jugs . I smiled and she gave me a big hug. "Thank you pleas dont tell my dad..He would kill me " I looked at her and pulled out .."Well Kelly I am afraid I have to tyell him .I mean you could have been hurt. " She looked worried "Ill do anything if you dont tell " I took in  a deep breath . "Well a massage would be excellent " She smiled "Ok tonight when we get home Ill give you a great massage !" I smiled and headed home stealing the occasional glimpse at her .

About 20 minutes later we were back at my house and I led her to my bedroom . I pulled off my coat as I did she as well took of her coat. Giving a better look at those hefty tits she caught me looking and giggled ."Well take your shirt off and your pants and lay on your back " I slid my shirt off and soon my pants trying to hide my semi erect cock from her sight as I layed back. I had a dresser mirror and a side mirror as well wich gave me perfect loooks at her ass and bulging tits . My cock was rock hard .

She began and was rubbing my shoulders I suggested she use some oil I had and she grabbed it. She held the bottle wrong as she opened the lid it squirtedout on her shirt . "um can I just take this off " She asked about her shirt I said sure . And she had that shirt off fast she dident wear a bra and Im sure she thought I coulden't see . Or mabye she did all I know was I or more importantly my cock wanted some action .

The massage was great I turned over prematurely to see her huge breast dangling there in my eyes as she slid up some I moved around so I was fully facing her . I hadent relized my cock had slid from the hole in my boxers so my cock was rigid and ready she moved back and I heard her gasp. "Oh my so tense Can I help relax this muscle ?" I nodded as a hand cupped her breast . At that moment I knew this was wrong but I hadent a care she was soon stroking my cock as I lay back she wrapped her tits in my cock and fucked it then pulled her mini up . Sliding her pantys to the side she sat fully on my cock . I gasped she was tight .

She bounced on my pole for about 10 minutes before I exploded into her . That was the first and unfortantly last time I ever saw her again . Her parents returned home and within a month later they had moved . I think she told them but they dident say anything . But there was a tenseness there .

Amelia Chapter 5 - The Real Thing

Popye on Taboo Stories

It is early the next morning when I open my eyes and with a hell of a hard on that presses against my wife’s back.  When I am finally fully awake I remember that it is not my wife lying next to me but Amelia.  I immediately move my one hand to her breasts and the other to her cunt.  She gives a little sigh of contentment and automatically moves her legs to allow my hand access to her cunt.  I lift my head to look at her and find she is still asleep but with a big smile on her face.  I decide to wake her by playing with her cunt and see if she will wake up before she orgasms.  To make it more interesting I decide to put my cock between her legs and rub her cunt with my cock and hand.  She surely will enjoy it as it will be the first time my cock make
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s contact with her cunt.
I move my lower body slightly backwards and allow my cock to slide between Amelia’s legs.  I start to move back and forwards slowly and can feel my cock sliding against her cunt.  My hand has in the meantime also started to rub lightly over her cunt and clit in harmony with my cock.  It is not very long before I feel her cunt getting wet and her body starts to make little fucking motions. 
Suddenly she turns her head and says,” kiss me Hendrik and carry on fucking me.  It is a heavenly way to be wakened.  Just carry on doing what you are doing to me.  I must say your finger feels quite thick in the morning.  What have you done to it?”
“I haven’t done anything to my hand my darling; I have just changed it with my cock.”
“Your cock!  Is that your cock between my legs that rubs my cunt so nicely?  Are you going to fuck me now with your cock Hendrik?  Oh please fuck me with your cock,” she says as she presses her cunt tighter against my cock.
“Take it slow my darling.  Do not rush it otherwise you might hurt yourself.  We have to take it slowly as your cunt is still very small and my cock is very thick.” I say and pull her face closer and start kissing her.  My, oh, my, what a kiss it is.  How long we kissed I don’t know but when I eventually focused again Amelia is lying on her back with me on top of her trying to force my cock into her wet and ready cunt.
I suddenly realized that this is not the way to take her cherry.  I will have to be very much more careful otherwise she will be put of sex and never be able to enjoy it fully.  I stop what I am busy doing and tell Amelia to stop as well. We must take this more slowly and I want her to be on top to control the penetration to a pace that she can handle.  I also tell her that she must expect pain because breaking your virgin is always painful but if she controls is slowly the pain should be bearable.
I turn immediately onto my back taking Amelia with me.  I tell her to lift her ass from my body, lifts my cock so that it is standing upright and lowers her cunt slowly onto my cock.  She must control the penetration very carefully and when my cock encounters her maidenhead she must stop first and relax.
Amelia lifts her ass of my body while I reaches down between my legs and lifts my cock in the upright position.  She then lowers her body slowly until she encounters my cock when she stops and I slowly rub my cock over her cunt and clit.  Her breath is racing and I can see she is as randy as hell and requires all her concentration not to impale herself on my cock.  I also lift my other hand and start to play with her breasts.
“Am I doing it right Hendrik?” she asks while I continue to rub my cock against her cunt.
“Yes perfect my darling, now press slightly down to allow my cock to enter your cunt.  Be careful because it is not going to be easy because your cunt must stretch like never before to accommodate my cock.”
I immediately feel pressure being exerted against my cock as she presses down.  Nothing however happens and she gradually increases the down ward pressure.
“Oh fuck Hendrik your cock is too big.  It will never enter my cunt.  She already feels as if she is going to tear.”
“Don’ worry little one, your cunt will not tear that I will guarantee you.  Just take it very slow to give your cunt time to expand.  Now press down more and wait a little while and press down some more.  You are so wet once your cunt has expanded it will slide in easily, you’ll see.”
I can feel her forcing her cunt harder against my cock and suddenly with a plop sound my cock head enters her cunt.  Oh my but it feels tremendous, the tight, wet and warm cunt that fits around my cock head.  I have never felt anything so tight around my cock.  It is going to be one hell of a pleasure to fuck this tight little cunt.  Now is the challenge to get my cock completely inside this virgin cunt without giving Amelia such a fright that she will never enjoy sex again.
“Oh hell, it is in but it feels like a telephone pole in my cunt.  Oh my fuck this is incredible my cunt has never been stretched like this before.  But it feels marvelous to imagine your cock is inside my tight little cunt.  Do you think it will go deeper my big handsome stud?”
“Of course it will my little darling.  You will have to be very slow now because I can feel your hymen against my cock head.  It is going to be painful when my cock enters your cunt completely.  There is however no other way; you must suffer the initial pain to feel the real pleasure.  You must press down again until you feel it begins to hurt.  Then you must stop and when I say now you must press down with everything you have.  But I must warn you again it is going to hurt like hell but it will only be for a couple of seconds.  Thereafter we can start fucking like two mad dogs and it will never hurt again.”
I feel her applying some more pressure on my cock and then suddenly she stops and I now it now starts to hurt. 
I look her in the eyes and say, “Now.”
I simultaneously put both my hands on her shoulders and when I feel her pressing down I also applied downward pressure on her shoulders.  For a second or two nothing happens and I can see her eyes growing wide and her whole face reflects the pain she feels.  Just when I think that Amelia is going to stop I feel her hymen give and my cock enters her cunt to the hilt.
“Owww it hurts!!!!! You bastard you’re hurting me.  I do not want to have sex anymore if it hurts like this, “she cries whilst tears are running down her cheeks.
“Shhhh little one I told you it is going to be painful.  Everything is over now and you are now a woman with a cunt ready for any cock who wants to fuck her.  I promise you it will never hurt like this again.  When you fuck from now on it is just going to be one big pleasure from start to end.  Let’s just lay still for a while before we start some serious fucking.”
I pull her head down towards mine and start kissing her again.  She is uptight for a couple of minutes but eventually she start kissing me back and soon we were ready to carry on fucking.   I slowly start to move my cock out of her cunt until only the head is still inside and then move it slowly in again until I feel my balls against her ass.  When I start to move my cock Amelia pulls her breath in and I feel her tense up again but after the initial movement she relaxes against me and carries on kissing me.
She lifts her head up, looks me in the eyes and says, “Hi, it doesn’t hurt much anymore.  I can feel that thick pole of yours moving in and out of my cunt.  I suppose I will have to get used to his thickness inside me because my cunt still hurts a little bit from the excessive stretching.  But my gosh it feel marvelous to eventually have your cock in my cunt and you are fucking me.  I never thought this was going to happen.  But please fuck me like a whore.  Make me come on your pole and I want to feel you shooting your come deep inside my cunt.”
“Let’s turn around my darling.  I want you beneath me when we fuck the first time.”
I grab her around the waist and turn around without removing my cock from her cunt.  When she is beneath me I support my upper body on my lower arms and elbows, looks her in the eyes and say, “now I am going to fuck you my darling and I am not going to stop until you beg me to stop.  Lift your legs and lock them around my middle.”
I start by slowly moving my cock in an out of her cunt and also move my one hand down between our bodies and start rubbing her clit.  I watch the wonder in her eyes as the pleasure began to grow inside her.  I can see and also feels her body beginning to move beneath me and every time I go down I can feel her lifting her cunt up to get the maximum penetration.  The more she moves the faster my movements also become till my fucking motions become eventually like a piston moving at top speed in and out of her cunt and every time I can feel and hear my balls slam against her ass.
“Oh yessss fuck me with this big and thick cock of yours.  Make me yours and fuck me faster and harder.  Oh my shit this feels so fucking good.  Do not stop carry on fucking my cunt.  Yessssss oh yesssssss I feel like I am going to come.  Fuck me harder and deeper oh fuck yess here it comessss!!!!!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Yessssssssss Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!! Oooooooooo!!!!!!!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Give me your come I want to feel your cock spurting your come deep inside my cunt oh yessssssss!!!!!Nngggggggggg!!!!!!!!”
I still looks her in the eyes and can see them glazes all over and her face reflecting the intense pleasure she experiences.  Her mouth is wide open and her body bucks beneath me as if she is having a seizure.  I do not stop bust just carry on fucking her because I now she is going to have a couple more before I will be able to spill my seed inside her.  But let me tell you I have never experience a fuck like this.  Her cunt grips my cock as if it is a vice grip that do not want to let me go.  I can feel the silkiness of her passage as my cock pistons in and out of her cunt.  I don’t know how long I am going to last but hope it will be long enough to give her at least four orgasms.
She grips me behind my head and pulls it to her mouth and starts kissing me like a mad sex maniac.  I just go on fucking her and it isn’t long before she has her second orgasm and thereafter it is just one long orgasm.  You cannot determine whether it is a series of orgasms or just one long continuous one.  She is bucking beneath me like a wild horse and I had to do everything possible not to be thrown off her.
She is continuously moaning into my mouth and she appears to run out of breath.  I know this cannot carry on but it is too fucking nice to stop.  I eventually feels the telltale built-up of pressure in my cock and when Amelia once again go into a spasm I feel the come running up my cock and stars spurting deep in her cunt.
“Yessss oh yessss my darling I am cominngggg!!! I am shooting my come deep inside your cunt!!!  Oh my fuck this is the best fuck I ever had and the biggest orgasm I ever experienced.  Oh yesssss take my come you little cock lover get it all!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I shout as I come inside her cunt and shoot my come deep inside her cervix.
Yessssss oh yessssss I can feel your cock spurting, oh my shit this is soooo gooooooood. Oh yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!! I am dying but what a nice way to die.  Oh fuck I cannot take it anymore please stop Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!!!!!!!” she shouts and just suddenly go limp beneath me.
I roll off her but turn her around with me so that we are still connected at our groins.  My cock is still buried deep inside her now come filled cunt.  I lie like that for a couple of minutes and then starts kissing her face down to her neck and still lower to her breasts.  I spent a couple of minutes kissing and sucking her nipples before turning my body around and proceeds south to the delicious junction between her legs.  Amelia is lying still just breathing very fast.  I eventually reach her legs and turning her again on her back open her legs wide to make her cunt available to my mouth.
Looking at her cunt I can see my come dribbles in a small stream out of her still wide stretched cunt.  I immediately proceed to lick her cunt clean and suck all my come out of her cunt.  The moment my mouth closes around her cunt Amelia moves and lifts her body up to give me better access to her cunt.
“Yes kiss my cunt that you have ravaged so much.  She needs some tender love and care,’ Amelia says and reach simultaneously to my cock and proceed to suck it also clean.  When I have finished cleaning her cunt I turn around and lie facing her looking her straight in the eyes, “Did you enjoy your first experience of sex my darling?”
“Yes oh yes Hendrik it was fantastic.  It was much better than what I expected when we started.  I almost die.  I didn’t think a human being can experience so much pleasure from a single activity.  My cunt though feels as if it is torn to pieces.  But I am satisfied and I am so glad that you are the one to introduce me to this great experience.  You just have one problem and that is that you will never get rid of me again.  When are we going to fuck again?”
“Take it slow darling, I will take a while before I am ready again for another round like this and we must also give your cunt time to recuperate.  It looks to me as if I must get another couple of blokes to keep you satisfied.  You are a real nymphomaniac.  Let’s get up and get something to eat.  It is now your chance to proof that you can also make us something to eat.”
“Ha ha ha, you must be joking.  You can use your mouth and hands when your cock can not perform anymore or do you want to share me with other men and watch them fucking me?”
“No of course not my darling but a three or foursome or even more is also an interesting variation but that is only for the really broadminded people.  Don’t be shocked or chase me away or hit me about what I am going to say now but I will like to fuck you and your mother in a threesome.”
“My mother?  Do you want to fuck my mother? 
“I know I should never have mentioned it because now you are upset.  But yes I wanted to fuck your mother now for the past 30 years.  I think at one stage she also wants me to fuck her but I was too stupid to take the hints she was throwing at me.”
“I am not upset my darling it’s just that I never had an idea that you want to fuck my mother.  My gosh what is happening to me.  I am not shocked darling and the idea makes me want to fuck you again just to think about you fucking both me and my mother together.  Oh shit that will be tremendous.” She says and her hand again moves to my cock.  Oh shit look what you have done now.  I am so randy now that you must fuck me again.  Oh shit the three of us, oh hell.   Please satisfy me because you have made me so randy I just have to have sex now.”
“I’ll tell you what my darling, satisfy yourself while I watch you.  I have always wanted to watch a woman satisfy herself.  Please do it for me, pleasseee.”
“Ok I will do it if you also plays with your cock and I can watch you.”
“Deal,” I say and move my pillows to the bottom end of the bed and lie down facing Amelia, opens my legs and start to play with my cock.
Amelia turns on her back, opens her legs as wide as she can and moves her hand down to her still wet and still gaping cunt.  She keeps her eyes glued on me playing with my cock and starts moving her hand slowly up and down over her cunt.  She does that for a couple of minutes and then she moves her other hand down as well and use both her hands on her cunt.  With her one hand she opens the outer lips of her cunt whilst her other hand moves over her now exposed and enlarged clit and dip into her wide open passageway just to move back again and repeat the sequence.
Watching Amelia plays with herself I know I am going to also have an orgasm although I had one only a half an hour ago.  The sight of her is so arousing that my cockhead is wet and the pre-cum virtually runs down my cock to also covers my shaft.  I was never so randy in my life.  I also lowers my other hand to my cock and pulls the skin back to expose my whole cockhead and starts to rub with my other hand over my cockhead.  Oh shit, this is the best way to masturbate and always leads to a tremendous orgasm.
“Oh fuck Hendrik it makes me mad looking at you and imagine your cock sliding in and out of my mother’s cunt while you eat my cunt at the same time.  Oh shit I’m comminnggg!!!! Yessssss oh fuck yesssssss it feels so fucking good fucking myself watching you playing with your cock and watching me comminnnggggg oh fuuucccckkkk yeeeessssss!!!!!!!!!”
Her hand is no almost a blur as she moves her hand in and out of her cunt.  Her whole body shudders and she lifts her ass completely off the bed.  Her whole face is also transformed to reflects her intense pleasure and her mouth is also wide open.  Although she is still looking at me I can see her eyes aren’t focusing and I don’t think she is even aware of what I am doing.
After a while it is as if she calms down a bit but suddenly another orgasm hit her and then it is just one long orgasm.  The one virtually runs into the next and she is continuously in the throes of the biggest orgasm I have ever seen a woman has.  This has however to end and eventually with a final scream and shudder she falls back on the bed and lies calmly watching me again.
The sight of her has made so hot that when she finishes I am also on the point of no return and as she lies watching me I can’t help myself but lifts my ass also off the bed and shouts,” Oh shit yesss I’m commmiinnngggg Yessss oh yessssss Aaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!  Oooooooo Amelia you makes me so hot watching you Yessssssss I’m coommmmmmmiiinnnggggg!!!!!!!” and shoot my sperm in the air and all over my stomach.
“Oh fuck Hendrik this was awesome.  I didn’t think playing with yourself can be so awesome.  But you made me so randy I just couldn’t help myself.  Imagine, fucking me and my mother together.  It is so gross I just love it.  I don’t think I ever think that my mother also fucks.  But she must otherwise I wouldn’t be here.  However I don’t think she and my father fucks now anymore.  Not since he had his back problems.  Now I also now why my mother is so short tempered and irritated.  If their sex were as good as ours she must be highly frustrated by now.  I would be.  We must really make a plan because I will love to watch you fuck my mother.  But how are we going to do it?  I think if you play your cards right you might be able to convince her but how to include me?  Oh hell it will be devine if we can get her to agree then we can really fuck a lot.”
“Don’t run away with the idea my darling; there is still my wife to consider.  I don’t think she will take very kindly to the idea of me fucking the two of you.  And what about your father?   Let’s not think about it now my darling.  We have enough time to give it some thought.  Let’s rather go and get something to eat.  I’m starving.”
Amelia prepares us some eggs bacon and sausages to eat which is really nice and after that we take another shower where we again wash each other giving special attention to the critical parts and when we leave the shower Amelia is once again charged up and I know I must satisfy her again soon.  I, on the other hand, am exhausted and I now I will not be able to get an erection, never mind have sex until at least late the afternoon.
I however take Amelia back to the bedroom where I fuck her really good with my mouth for about two hours until she is so exhausted that she begs me to stop and just turns around and fall asleep.  I decide to take this time and go to the Hustler shop and buy us some porn tapes and sex toys.  I buy us five porn tapes, 5 porn books, an 8” vibrator, a butt plug and a battery operated rubber cunt.  I didn’t forget to take my cloths and dress in the garage and when I return I take them off again in the garage and leave them in the car.
When I return Amelia is still asleep I take one of the books to read and lie down next to Amelia and start to read the book.  The book is really hot and not very far into it I start to play with my cock and very soon had a raging hard on.  Not that it means anything because it will still be a couple of hours before I will be able to have another orgasm.
As it is almost lunchtime I decide to go and make us something to eat.  After preparing our meal I go to the bedroom and found Amelia still asleep but lying on her back with her legs spread wide open.  I decide to wake her up by eating her lovely little cunt that is looking so delicious.  I have just start to eat her cunt when she opens her eyes and says,” Oh fuck not again.  Don’t you ever get enough of my cunt?  But carry on I am in the mood again.”  So I proceed to give her another series of orgasms.  Who am I to deny a lady her wish?  Let me tell you she enjoyed it again just as all her other orgasms.
After our lunch I show Amelia what I did when she was asleep.  She is dumbstruck at the stuff I show her.  She is not aware that you can buy sex aids like this and she is bit reserved at us trying the stuff out sooner or later.  She reckons my cock, mouth and hands are enough to satisfy her.  Why do I want to use a rubber cock?  As I didn’t tell her yet about double penetration of two cocks I decide to keep quite till we come to that part of her experience.
As the both of us are tired and need some time to recuperate we decide to watch TV for a while and if we become bored we cal always watch one of the videos that I bought.  We move the couch to the dining room and bring the mattress of one of the double beds in to the living to enable us to lie down and watch TV.  As we are all by ourselves we decide to also bring the bedding and make the living room our bedroom.
We switch the TV on and tune it to a film channel and lie down in each others arms to watch the suspense film that is showing. Amelia is lying with her back to me and my cock is nestling nicely between her legs and tight against her cunt.  I also put my one hand around her body and on her breast.  We both lying facing the TV.
Suddenly I feel Amelia shake my shoulders, “Hendrik wake up it is almost dark.  We have missed the film and I think a couple more.”
“Uhhh, what is the time?”
“It is almost seven o clock.  You have slept like a dead man.  I didn’t know that sex can make you so tired.”
“Don’t talk about me.  You have slept the whole morning remember.’
“Yea well then the both of us must be fully rest now and fit for action again don’t you think?”
“Come here you sex maniac,” I say and pull her down next to me on the mattress and starts kissing her.
She kisses me back and not very long before our hands are busy again.  My hands with her breasts and cunt and both her hands with my cock and balls and very soon my cock is as hard as rock again and her pussy is as wet as the Niagara Falls.  When I push my finger into her wet and ready cunt I ask her, “Do you still remember my cock inside your cunt?  Do you want to feel it again?”
“Yes oh please yes, fuck me again with your big and hard cock.”
“You still remember how we started the first time?  Well we are going to do the same except we are going to finish that way as well.  This time you are going to fuck me.  You will have to get on top of me, get my cock in your cunt and fuck till you had enough.  Oh my fuck yes, put my cock in your cunt please and fucks yourself to a standstill on my hot, hard and ready cock.”
Hovering above me, she reaches down and grasps my erection, guiding it to her cunt. She places the head inside of her, but teasingly, she didn't slide down on my pole. I can't stand the hesitation any longer. Reaching up, I grab her ass cheeks and push her down on my cock while thrusting upwards. My cock slams into her to the hilt. And oh my God how good that feels.  She is no longer a virgin, but is still really tight because it is only the second time she has a cock in her cunt. Her hot wet cunt juices cover my cock with such intense warmth that I thought I wouldn't be able to last more than two minutes.
When her ass come to rest on my abdomen she sit still for a while and says, “Oh my shit this feels sooo good.  I am really filled with your cock up to my cervix and it is so thick but oh so fuckinnnggggg goooood!  I am now really going to fuck you.”
She really starts fucking me in earnest and it isn’t long before I feel her whole body begins to shudder and her movements becomes faster and more frantic.
“Oh fuck me it is so fucking nice, I cannot help myself I am going to come.  Oh fuck yessssss here it comessssss!!!!! Oh yessssss Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!”
She doesn’t however stop but just carries on fucking me until she has another orgasm.  I am so charged up now that I think I will not be able to last till her next orgasm.  Fortunately, Amelia is a quick learner and has already learnt to control both the rhythm and the grip from her cunt muscles. Sometimes she squeezes my cock really hard and then, when she senses that I was nearing an orgasm, she would slack off and slow down enough for me to keep it hard inside of her but I didn't cum.
She is close to having another orgasm herself, and grinds her hips around in a circular motion, moaning into my mouth as I kiss her hard.  I can feel her whole body begin convulsing as she pulls her mouth away from mine and screamed, "Oh! Oh, my God! Yes! Oh, fuck! Ungghh! Fuck! I feel it again! Shit, I'm ... Ohhhh! I’m commmmmiiiiinnnnnngggggg!!!!!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!" I could feel her juices flowing and her cunt muscles convulsing as she begins another intense orgasm.
That was all it takes to send me over the edge.  My muscles contracts and begin to spasm as I felt my cum spurting deep into her cunt.  She surely must feel my cock expanding and throbbing because I can feel my thick semen shooting against her cervix. That will only heighten her orgasm more.  I still am not thrusting, just pushing in hard and deep, holding steady with my spurting cockhead deep in her womb.
Amelia lies flat and still on me with only her cunt making small little movements as she still tries to milk my cock.  She looks at me and says, “Oh shit Hendrik this was just fabulous.  What an experience to fuck somebody else like you want to.  To have the freedom to do what you want.  We must do it again and again, it is soooo fucking nice.”
She keeps on lying on top of me with my cock still buried deep inside her cunt and carries on doing gripping motions with her cunt on my cock while I feel my come running out of her cunt down my cock.  Oh fuck but it feels fucking nice.
After a long time she eventually sits upright on my body and asks,”Tell me why did you buy all that sex stuff when we enjoy ourselves so much with what we have?”
“Did you ever hear of double penetrations Amelia?” I ask her.
“What is that?” She ask.
“It is when a woman is penetrated simultaneously by two cocks in her cunt and ass,” I say, “and that is why I bought the vibrator.  It will act as a second cock when you beg me to fuck you in your cunt and ass simultaneously.”
“You want to fuck my ass with your cock?” she asks.
“Yes why not, I have already fucked your ass with my finger.”
“Yes but your finger is much smaller than your cock.  I don’t think that thick rod of yours will fit into my ass.”
“You’ll be surprised my darling but we will see once we get to it.  But it is now time to clean ourselves and to eat something to get some more energy otherwise we won’t see tomorrow.”  With those words I get up and pulled Amelia also up.  We had a nice shower with lots of kissing groping and playing and eventually left the shower again randy as hell but we didn’t fuck. 
We put the food on the stove and I pour Amelia a big glass of wine and a double Brandy and Ginger Ale for myself.  I then sit down next to her on the couch, put my arm around her with my hand on her breast and start to play with her breast and nipple while she takes my cock in her hand and starts to play with him.  We leisurely drink our drinks and talks about what has happened to us the last two days.  We are in agreement that sex is the best thing that can happen to you and that the sex we had was unbeatable.  I definitely never had such sex like this with my wife.  Amelia also stressed that she is now a sex addict and want to have sex as often as possible with any man just as long as he has a cock similar to or bigger than mine.  She also cannot wait to have her first threesome or even more.
When the food is ready we have a nice dinner and after cleaning the table and washing the dishes we lie down on the mattress and Amelia just want to fuck again.  I tell her that I still need time to recover but that I will give her oral sex till she is so tired that she will just go to sleep.  Which I did and after about two hours and numerous orgasms she eventually just passes out and went immediately to sleep.  I also joined her and didn’t even watch TV.
To be continued …………..

 

How I got Good Grades at School

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I was nearly 13 years old when I moved up into secondary school.  My
New school was called the Morgan and was in Stobswell area Dundee.  
It was an old building and it had large towers at the front, it was
quite imposing.  Fortunately most of my friends changed school at the
same time so I knoew a lot of the new commers.  It was a busy time of
my life for I had only recently discovered the wonders of sex.  I
visited my uncle about once a month and we usually had some form of
sex.  And at home my Dad would often come into my room at night and
wake to have his way with me.  Although I was having fun I was at
times feeling very tired.

Anyway at school we had mainly male teacher
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s, and for maths we had a
Mr Cook.  He was quite a nice teacher but he was quite strict when he
came to marking your papers or homework.  After I had been at the
Morgan for about 3 months we were given this heavy losd of Maths
Homework which had to completed over the weekend.  Well that
particular weekend I had arranged to go to Monifieth to visit my
Uncle as my Aunt was to be away.  I couldn't miss have my Uncle all
to myself so instead of doing my Homework I went to Monifieth.  I had
a fantastic time and seeing as my Aunt was away I slept in my Uncle's
bed with him.  I loved waking up in the morning to find my Uncle
beside me all naked, specially when I found out he usually woke up
with a hard on.  That weekend we had sex all over the house and by
the time I went home my pussy was feeling well fucked.

Monday morning came and it only then dawned on me, OOOPS Maths
Homework.  Everybody handed in their work except me.  Later on Mr
Cook stopped by the class I was in, English Lit UGH, and said that he
wanted to see me after my last class with regard to my missing
homework.  OH OH I thought I'm for it now.  

The rest of the day dragged on and 4pm came and I found my self
wainting in the classroom of Mr Cook.  He didn't keep me waiting long
and he prodeded to lecture me about the importance of doing
homework.  Now I was tried and very uptight with all the suspence of
waiting to get shouted at by Mr Cook.  Now that it was hapening I
couldn't stop myself from bursting into tears.  At First he never
noticed but whrn he did he just stood there with his mouth hanging
open.

"W W Whats the matter Susan" he said " Ididn't mean to make you cry"  
Looking around he saw a box of tissues on his desk.  "Come over here
and let me dry your tears"  So saying he walked round his desk and
sat down, reached for the box and pulled out a few tissues.  I went
and stood beside him and he gently wiped away my tears.  I am qiute
small and even when he was sitting down my head was level with his
head.  I had to stand quite close to him as he wiped my face.  He
used his right hand to stady my head and his left to pat my tears
away.  I sttod there sniveling and Mr cook started to stroke my hair
while at the same time saying things like "There there, its all
right, thats it you'll fine"

I shuffeld even closer and I lent my head foreard and rested it on
his shoulder.  This made it impossible for him to continue wiping my
face so he did the only thing he could, and was to put his arm around
me.  There we were with Mr Cook Stroking my hair with his right hand
as his left arm around my body.  I must admit I felt comforted.  
Suddenely I realised that his left arm had dropped a bit and his left
hand was now resting on my bottom.  I never moved or said anything
but I did push my face deeper into his neck.  After a bit he became a
bit bolder and squeezed my bum gently.  I remained quiet and he must
have taken this a a green light for his hand slipped down my bum and
onto my leg below my skirt.  Once there he started to slowly slide
his hand up my leg under my skirt.  soon he had his hand on my bottom
again, but time under my skirt and on my panties.  T encourage him I
gave a little Moan MMMMMMM.  Mr Cook then pushed his fingers under my
Panties and ran his fingers up and down my bum crack.  I then put my
arms around his neck and I lifted my head and looked him in his
eyes.  I leaned forward and kissed him on his lips.  I opened my lips
on contact and I pushed my tongue out and let it play with his
tongue.  Mr cook hesitated at first but he quickly started to kiss me
back.  His right stopped stroking my hair and with it he pulled my
shirt out of the waistband of my skirt.  When he had managed this his
hand dived under my shirt and start to squeeze my little a Cup
breasts.  He pushed up my Bra and played with my nipples.  OOOOOOO I
moaned in his mouth.  His other had been busy as well.  He had
brought it round to the front and he had pushed his hand down the
fron of my panties.  To help him I opened my legs and his fingers
found my little hairless pussy.  It was qiute damp by this time and
with a little bit of effort he managed to slip two fingers in my
cunt.  OOOO How I love to be finger fucked, but now I wanted to be
fucked for real, that is with Mr Cooks Cock.  I dropped my hand down
to his trousers and unzipped him.  I put my little hands inside and
pulled down his under pants.  His Cock was straining to get out and
it did.  It sprang out into my hands.  It was so big My tiny hands
would not go all around it.  It was all hard and warm and the outside
skin was lovely and soft, I couldn't wait for Mr Cook to get this
lovely cock inside me.  I rubbed his Cock up and down for him and he
groaned with real pleasure.

Mr Cook the grabbed my arms and pushed me away and as he looked into
my eyes he asked me

"Susan do you know what is happening,  Do you know what I want to do
to you now"

I Smiled at him and I answered, " Yes I know what you want to do, you
want to fuck me.  Thats OK for I want you to fuck me too.  Dont worry
I am not a virgin and I really want your Cock in me"

So saying I bent down and tried to get his Cock into my mouth, but it
was too big.  Mr cook reach under my skirt and pulled my panties
right down and I willingly stepped out of them.  He then Stood up,
making me let go of his big hard Cock, took me by the arms and lifted
me up.  He then sat me downon his desk and with one movement flipped
my skirt up past my waist.  I opened my legs wide which then made it
possible for him to get a clear view of my hairless cunt.  (by this
time I did have a few hairs growing but I kept it shaved as my uncle
liked it this way).

As he stared at my cunt he slowly undid his trousers and along with
his underpants pushed them to the floor.  Taking his Cock in his
right hand he guided it towards my dripping Cunt.  I felt it split my
cunt lips open wider and wider.  His Cock was so big that I never
thought it would fit in me.  Mr Cook took his time and very slowly
pushed his way in.  As he did so I pulled him to me hard while
breathing deeply and gasping all at the same time.  He stopped for a
bit then pushed in some more.  He kept on doing this until I had all
of his 9 ins in me.  (I know he was 9 ins for I measured him a few
weeks later)

Slowly at first then with increasing speed he started to fuck me in
and out.  OOOOOOOH I sighed as the monster Cock rammed in and out of
me.  I squeezed my Cunt muscles and he moaned out loud.   His thrusts
became quicker and all too soon I felt him go ridged and his cum
spurting at the neck of my womb.    I pressed down hard on his cock
as my own orgasm was almost there, then just as he was about to slip
out of me I came.  I just sat there shuddering and shuddering as
waves of fantastic pleasure rolled all over me, right down to my
toes.  This was one of my most explosive orgasms I have ever had, I t
went on for simply ages and Mr Cook had to hold me otherwise I would
have fallen of his desk.  I slowly came back down to earth and Mr
Cook was very sweet, he cuddled and kissed me all over.  He got down
on his knees and licked and kissed my Cunt.  He sucked all his cum
out and went on to give another orgasm, LOVERLY.  By the time he had
done this his Cock was all hard again so I asked him to fuck me
again.  He was quite happy to do so and this time he fucked me for
much longer and I had a loverly orgasm just before he did.

After that day Inever had a problem with Maths and when I went on to
French lessons I never had a problem there either.  Even if I never
actually did the work.  But that is another story.

Virgin Alicia

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  With a beer in hand Alicia walked up the stone steps to the house that has been hers since the death of her mother and step father just two years ago. A sigh escapes her lips as she goes through the door and sees her 18 year old step brother asleep on the couch. He is so big now she mused at 6’2 he is strong and vital. Sadness seem to fill Alicia to her core, it will be so hard having him leave for college come this fall she knew. Alicia was the one meant to be taking care of Jarred, giving him a sense of security that was vital to every growing teen but in reality it was always the other way around , Jarrod was her rock her sense of security.

It seemed as though every one was leavening her she thought to her self feeling more alone then ever. Alicia went u

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p stairs to her room shutting her eyes in a vain attempt to block out the afternoon’s painful memories that were coming with a gut wrenching speed. Her mind kept reliving the events to the point that seem to unfolded all around her like some spirit that just would not leave her alone in till she gives in. Stepping into her bedroom she takes off her dress, and closing her eyes she finally lets her self remember.

 

Clumsy wet hands running down her hips

“Come on baby you know you want it” he sneers his voice echoing in her mind

John, her boyfriend was pushing Alicia down on the bed, his rough hands began tugging at her low cut black dress. Her pink bra became the only barrier between him and the nipple that he wanted. John bit the side of her firm breast viciously ripping the thin fabric with is teeth. He’s hands pulling her thighs apart dragging down her pink lace panties. His slickly sweet breath fills the air as his mouth came down upon her sensitive nipple with such force that a cry of pain involuntary sprang from Alicia’s lips. John started tugging her nether lips forcing two fingers into her much too tight hole. The sensation of his foreign fingers viciously invading her body was more painful than she could endure.

“What the hell are you doing?” she cried pushing her boyfriend off her and running from the bed.

He was gorgeous laying there with his arm lifting him up from the bed. At 5’9 John had the body of a pagan god that needed to be worshiped. Strong build with big muscles, strong arms and legs. Any women would kill to be in her shoes she knew and yet looking down at his perfect form did noting to her body. Alicia Clench her inner thighs and was disappointed to find that she was dry for all his perfection John did not tern her on in any way.

Maybe there is something wrong with me. she thought to her self.

 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? He asked looking up at her.

“We have been together for two months now I don’t care if you are a virgin. I have put up with this shit a long time, now its your turn put out or get out.”

He went to reach for her again but the thought of his sweaty hands on her body made her slightly sick. Unconsciously Alicia backs away

“ I’m sorry baby, I know you have been patient with me but please just give me more time” Alicia pulls him to the edge of the bed and sits in between his legs. She can see his cock has all ready made a tent in his shorts. Alicia pulls his fully erect penis out. Alicia had seen enough movies to know the he was not very big. She had done this before but she could never seem to like giving head. He always had an odd smell around his dick and each time it had a tasted of bitter acid but he love it and Alicia loved him. Closing her hand on the tip of the head a bead of pre cum filled its peek. Alicia already knew what John wanted taking a deep breath she lowers her head and takes him in her mouth. The taste of him made her gag

“You can’t do anything right can you” John says pushing her on the floor his dick already softening

“My God Alicia your 25 years old and you have never even had sex there is something wrong with you”

“Please baby I’m sorry I am going to get better all you have to do is show me how” she said climbing on her knees to touch him

“I ‘m not showing you anything where done now get the fuck out of my house I need to find my self a real woman”

Alicia ran out of the house as fast as her legs could carry her. Praying to get to her car before she starting crying in humiliation . She called her friends to go to a club hoping that drinking would send her into a mind numbing oblivion that she knew that would help ease her pain. But seeing their dunking frivolity did noting to ease her spirit saying good bye to her friends she went home.

Standing in her room looking at her naked body in the full length mirror staring at her refection from her hazel almond shape eyes she looks at her self from head to toe with her brown curls gently cascading down her hips. She was attractive looking, as her hands went passed her hips. Being a Latina she was blessed with a shapely body and a full D cup breast Alicia was fit and toned she knew many guys who wanted to go out with her it was the sex part that she could never seem to get right.

It was not like she was some sexless creature Alicia mused her hands trailing over her sensitive skin she closed her eyes and sighed. A picture of her boy friend came to her mind and all her sexual feelings came down do a crashing halt her eyes went back to the full beer she left by her night stand

“By this time I would be drunk out of my mind, Maybe I should of stayed with my friends”

But the thought of being in a drunken haze no longer appealed to her that was something she would do every weekend with John. Pulling the cool sheets she laid down and prayed that sleep would claim her soon.

 

Later on that night….

Something woke her from her dreamless slumber and she did not know how but she knew it was a person but Alicia could hardly see the form that had entered her room till the soft light on her night stand filled the figures face with a pale glow it was her step brother Jarred. What the hell is he doing in here she thought to her self. Probably trying to steal some money her mind answered back. Just as she was about to ask him what the hell he was doing there the look in his eyes made the words die in her throat he had the looked pure hunger.

“Ali are you up?” his whisper was low and seductive it sent tingles down Alicia’s spine. Her mind whirled in confusion this is Jarred her mind scream but her eyes could not help but look at him in a whole new perspective he was attractive in a white t-shirt and black pants but in a way she had never seen him as a man. He looked like a warrior sent to claim his prey. Maybe she was still a little drunk after all she reasoned Though hooded eyes she watches as he step closer to her bed.

“You really should stop drinking so much that fucker you go out with is no good for you, you know” Jarred walked to the night stand and turned the light to fully brighten the room. He watched her with such strong intensity the she felt as if her body was being caressed my invisible hands. Taking a deep swig of the beer he reach down and removed the covers off her body.

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Jarred should not be here, in this room that he knew. His feet however kept moving to the bed were Alicia laid. Every weekend she always came back the same way, from hours of endless partying so drunk that she could never seem remember what had happened the night before. Ever since then Jarred would come in to her bed room. At first it was just to look at her beautiful form laying there so peaceful so angelic but Jarred soon found that just looking at her was not enough and for about two weeks he started touching her light strokes barely skin on skin but for some reason he knew tonight he was not going to be satisfied with just that Jarred needed more he wanted to hear her cries of passion as she orgasm and know that he was the man responsible for it. It’s the only time were I can smell her, touch her, taste her and if that makes me an ass or the worse man alive then so be it. His mind reasoned.

“You really are so beautiful” Jarred whispered, his hands gliding down to pull the satin sheets to see her perfect body. Giving into the urge Jarred removed the silky strands of dark honey colored hair that covered her oval shape face. His hands slid further down to caress Alicia’s cheek her skin so soft flawless.

“As soft as rose petals” he spoke out loud.

He bent his head the scent of her body filled his senses she smelled of Jasmine and women. Jarred licked the inner shell of her ear doing it just because he could he cock hardened instantly. Alicia’s light brown colored nipple called to him begging to be sucked a hiss filled the air as lips touch skin whether if it was his voice or hers he would never know. The taste of her skin was like the strongest aphrodisiac he had ever known and the yearning to slide his throbbing dick into her silky heat hit him with such a force that he could barely restrain him self from doing just that. Cupping the neglected breast with his hand Jarred rolled the eraser size nipple between his forefinger and thump.

“I will be inside of you Alicia, one day baby there will be nothing to keep you from me” his husky whisper filled the room.

Jarrod began to massage her flat stomach running circles around her pierced bellybutton traveling down to caress her hips, firm legs and feet. Kneeling on the floor he slowly spreads her thighs enjoy the feeling of her of finally being able to do what he has been so longing to do. Since the very first time he had set eyes on her at the age of 14 he craved her the sent the feel the taste. Jarrod’s body tight with passion. The need to ram into her fiery heat was overwhelming. His breathing coming out harshly he was surprised to feel that Alicia was already wet. Her nether lips swelling and glistening in welcome, moans spilling from soft lips.

“Please oh God please” Alicia cries. Body shaking her hair cascades down her face as she tosses her head from side to side her hands tightening around the tangled sheets as if it were some kind of life line.

 

Was Alicia dreaming of her lover? Did she even have a lover ? Does she have more than one? The thought of her dreaming of John or some other faceless man swept Jarrod with such feelings of possession that his lust quickly turned to a blinding rage that any thought of taking his time and going gently were obliterated from his mind. The need to claim her as if to bind her some how to him became so overwhelming that Jarrod’s mind screamed to him that he should leave to go back to his own room. But the call of her supple body was to powerful with a groan of surrender that escaped his lips as he grab her thighs more roughly than he intended to. Jarrod bent his head to taste her dewy folds ….

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To be Continue

 

Please tell me what you think this is my first story so any insight you can give me I would be very gratefull thanks. myjuly96@yahoo.com

Lust for teen comes true!

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1 week ago on Saturday,my daughter had a sleepover with a few friends.They are all 16yrs old,typical teens,but good kids. I've known most of them their whole life,and had gotten used to seeing them around the house,and growing up. They have all blossomed well,with hot,tight bodies,growing tits,and perfect asses(My favorite!).

After 19yrs of marriage,and 2 kids,(I have a son also),my sex life isn't what it used to be. So anytime I get to myself,I jack off to pornos,use my toys,(My wet-vac gives a great blowjob!),and look at porno sites on the web. I do this at least 5 times a week,cause I love to cum,and I love my 7"inch cock!

After the girls

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woke up,then ate,they decided to go swimming,before they went to the movies. I couldn't wait to see them in their thong bikini's! Once they were all in the pool,I went into my bathroom,to watch them from the window. Oh my! Within a few minutes,and watching those hot bodies,my dick was hard. Just thinking of eating that fresh,young, pussy,and fucking those tight,hard,butts,made me stroke myself even more. But then my wife called out:"We're going to go to the movies in just awhile,and I'll take Ryan(our son),since I know you have some things to do."My cock went soft,and as I came out of the bathroom,she said:"You weren't watching the girls and playing with yourself,were you??as she laughed!! I said:"Of course I was...you know me...their only 16 you know,as I laughed!!"

After awhile they yelled out:"We're leaving...see you later,as I was watching tv in my room. I waited a few minutes,heard her car drive off,and I flew into action. I got naked,grabbed my vaseline,my fleshlight(It works!!),and turned on one of my hot pornos of young girls blowing,and having anal sex. As I was sitting up at the top of my bed,and stroking away,imagining me fucking those asses,all of a sudden,my bedroom door opened up! Standing there in a towel,that didn't cover up her entire body, was my daughters friend Kenia!! She couldn't speak as she saw what I was doing. Her eyes, staring at my throbbing cock. Now Kenia was one of the most beautiful,hot,fantastic body,friends of my daughter. She stood 5'8",110lbs,sexy,long brown hair,beautiful brown skin(She's spanish!),and a models body. Her tits were small(34s),but had very,pointy nipples.

Many a time I've jacked off thinking of her,and fucking her perfect ,tight cheeked,butt,yet that was only a dream. I stood up,walked over to her,as her eyes were still on my hard cock,and said:"I'm sorry that you caught me this way,I thought everyone left,and I just can't help myself,I love to get off!! I reached out to her,pulled her close to my body,my cock now getting harder as it touched her stomach,looked into her eyes,and said:"If you really want to know,I was thinking of you and me,and just how beautiful I always thought you were,and what a fantastic body you have,and I've jacked off so many times thinking of your great ass!!"

At that moment,she said:"Well......I.....didn't know that,but its really cool,but you think I'm that hot?" I answered:"I know your only 16,and I'm 48,but you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life...I'm not kidding." She then said:"I didn't go to the movies cause I had a bad headache,so I took a shower...but seeing a big cock like that for the first time in my life, has got me scared....but excited too." I then pulled the towel off her. Oh my god what a body! Pointy nipples on those titties,smooth brown skin,and hardly any pubic hair around that virgin pussy! I was dreaming,I thought. I then kissed her long and hard,our tongues tasting each other,which seemed to make my cock harder than its been in years!

I then picked her up,layed her on the bed,and said:"I know your a virgin right??"She answered:"Ahh..ahh...yes I am...but I'm on the pill now for over a year. I just didn't know when I might ever do it..." I then asked:"Would you like me to make you feel so good,like you've never felt before,and after that.....you decide if you want me to fuck you...how's that??Breathing hard,she said:"Okay.....if you want to...cause I've thought about it for a long time,and......I really like you too."

Hearing that I told her:'Now just relax,spread open those great legs,and let me see that hot,young pussy!!" She did what I asked. In minutes I was eating the best pussy I've ever eaten. So sweet,so young,so tight,so good! I went wild. After about 15 minutes,she was grinding,and bucking,and pulling my head harder onto that smoking pussy,as I licked,and sucked away.Then,I lifted her ass up with my hands,and began to lick that tight,pink,butthole. This drove her crazy. She could barely speak but said:" Oh...oh.. my god...it feels so good....lick my butthole....lick it...yes...more..more...make it feel good...make me cum and you can do whatever you want to me!!" I attacked!! My cock was ready to burst at the sight,but I knew I'd get my reward later.

In just minutes she began screaming so loud:"Yes!!....Yes!!...lick my pussy....lick my butt...god yes!! it feels so fucking good...Make me cum baby!!......Then like an atom bomb....she exploded!! Screaming,shaking,and crying,pussy juice everywhere, she said:"That felt so good...I never knew it would be like that....I love how you eat my pussy...especially..licking my asshole....it was unbelievable!!

She sat up,took one look at my throbbing cock,and asked:"What do you want to do to me??......fuck my little virgin pussy....want me to give you a blowjob like you've never had before...or I know.....you want to stick that huge cock in my tight butthole don't you?? I know you do!!"

Catching my breath I said:'Baby,...suck me for a minute...then yes....I want to fuck your butt so bad...I want to see my cock in that perfect ass,okay??" She started sucking like a pro! It felt like 2 hoover vacs on my cock,man could she suck! I knew I couldn't take much of this,so I pulled her head off me and said:"Okay Kenia.....let me have that ass...let me stick it in your pink lovehole!!"  She turned over on all fours,put her head on the floor,and stuck out to me,that ass. I prayed I wouldn't cum then!! It was the best ass,small hips,and butthole,I could ever had hoped for! Between the pussy juice and some vaseline,I was ready to enter anal heaven!

 I told her it would hurt at first,but then she'd love it!! She said:" I know...but it will be fine....I want you in my butt so bad baby.....fuck me hard in my pink hole....fuck it hard...then I'm going to make you cum so hard and deep in my ass...you'll only want my ass from now on..."I slowly eased up my throbbing cock to that lovehole. The head of my cock dying to enter. I grabbed onto those young girl hips,and began to push it in. She screamed:"OH my fucking god!!  Oh god!!...it hurts....but put it in my butt baby.....keep going...I love it!!..Your cock is so big...yes..yes..I didn't think I would last 10 seconds...her butthole was so fucking tight...like 2 visegrips grabbing and squeezing my cock,but I forced myself! In just minutes,as I rubbed her pussy hard,rubbed those hard nipples,her screaming,me screaming,I knew I would blow. Fucking like a madman,in a virgin butthole no less,I yelled:"I'm going to squirt baby.....I'm.....gonna cum.....make me cum baby!" She pushed that little girls ass all the way up and down my cock. As I held onto those little hips,she screamed:" Cum baby.....cum in my butt....please cum...I want it in my butt baby!!" With one last pull of that fine ass onto my cock,buried all the way inside it,I BLEW!!!!!!!!! I thought I'd pass out it felt so good!! Out of breath,my body shook,until my cum stopped squirting. I fell onto her,and just laying there, on top of the perfect ass,and body was fantastic!

In a couple minutes,I rolled off her,sweating, and breathing hard,when she said:" That was the best!!! I love your cock in my butt...it felt so good...I've got to have more....please...did you like it??" I said:"It was just how I thought it would be. You have the best,and tightest,little ass I've ever been in. I loved it baby!!" She then rolled over,showing me that great body,and as we kissed long and hard,she said:"I really mean that...I loved what just happened...and I know its wrong...and I'm young...but I love you too!" As I rolled back on top of her,my cock getting hard again,I said:"It may be wrong,but I want you so bad,and I know I love you to baby!! We kissed again,when I said:"We still have time......do you want my cock in your tight,little pussy??" She squeezed my cock and said:"YES!! more than ever.....put it in......make love to me....make my pussy feel good!!"

That's all it took! Needless to say,we get together and fuck whenever we can,which is about 3 times a week. I can pick her up after school,get a quick blowjob,or we find time to do the other things. She especially loves the anal sex( Go figure!!),and when she wears her short,school girls outfit,it drives me wild!! I love fucking that ass!!   Till next time!!!

Don't knock it if you haven't tried it!

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A short summary about this experience.
At eighteen I was on military service. Having no brothers or sisters,my sexual knowledge was mainly in the mind,but I did have strong sexual urges  [Only realised late] Masterbation was my pastime! - Now posted to a logistics unit and working in the officers mess, it was a cushy billet. Best of food and use [Unofficially of course] of their supe

Memories

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Deena and I finished humping and she flopped over on her back, breathing hard. She snuggled close to me, throwing a slim leg over my thighs and tucking her head under my chin. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and enjoyed the feel of her warm, moist crotch pressed against my hip. Time for a breather. The two of us went to school together, both in our freshman year of college, but we only met after my buddy Dave tried to score with her. As usual for Dave, Deena decided that he was too good a ‘friend’ to be a boyfriend and dumped him, even though she ‘loved him’.

Now, as far as Deena was concerned, she was free to divide and conquer our little group of friends.

Little tart.

She came to our groups last New Years bash and picked me to s

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tart her trail of destruction with, then made her move. Several beers and a glass or two of bubbly later, Deena asked me to give her a ride home. Normally in a situation like this I would’ve steered clear, but Dave gave me the greenlight to screw her, so I didn’t argue. We left as the confetti began to fall. I drove her home and walked her up to her apartment; she jumped me, and we spent most of the next few days between classes playing dirty little games in her bed or my car. Even once in the bathroom at the student lounge at school.

It was exactly a week to the day that we first slept together before Deena asked me The Question.

"Dev?"

"Hmn?"

"When did you lose it?"

Je- Sus. Ten times worse than the ‘ Love ’ question. There’s absolutely no right answer for this one, and it leads right into the ‘ how many have you had ’ question. I could already feel myself pulling my pants on and searching for my keys.

"Um. I was pretty young, I guess."

Deena stroked my chest and wiggled. "How young?"

The first time a girl asked me this, I told her the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Basically. I’m not entirely stupid. But our relationship still lasted a grand total of three minutes afterwards. And so, in the series of relationships that have followed, I’ve modified my answer. Now it just rolls off my tongue; I don’t even think about what I’m saying. I’m not exactly lying my ass off, because everything I was about to tell Deena really did happen. It just wasn’t my first time. And besides, it’s a cool story, at least among my buddies.

I closed my eyes and went for it. "Fourteen."

"Wow. Really?"

I nodded. "Yep."

"Were’d you do it?"

No big deal , I thought. You knew this was just a fling. Devin and Deena. No chance for any kind of relationship with names like that.

"You don’t really want to know this, do you?"

She grinned and climbed back on top of me, wiggling her pussy around on my crotch. I glanced from her face to her tits, which were gently rubbing back and forth on my chest, and I smiled at how perky they were. For such a skinny girl, they were a nice, big mouthful, too. I was gonna miss those babies.

"Yeah. I do."

God . Let it go already . I felt my cock getting happy again. So did she. I sighed as she slipped me slowly back into her pussy.

"I’ll tell you if you tell me," she teased.

"Huh." I grunted. "Sure you will."

"I will!"

"It was in a graveyard."

She giggled. "Seriously?"

I sighed again. "Yeah. I went to a Halloween party my freshman year. We all got really drunk and played spin the bottle. This older girl got dared to take me and go mess around in the graveyard down the block from where the party was."

"What was her name?"

"Susie. She was a punk-rock wannabee, so I think she had to do it, just to save face. She didn’t want to be known as the wanker-girl who couldn’t take a dare." I was beginning to have a hard time concentrating on our conversation. Deena nipped at my chin with her little, white teeth, teasing me more.

"And you did it? On Halloween?"

"Yep. And I lived to tell the tale."

"Did you like it?"

"Well, yeah. Except she bit me."

That got a laugh. "What?"

"She was going down on me, and there were all these bats flying around. It was kinda creepy. Anyway, she freaked out, and...well. She bit me."

"No way."

I rolled Deena off and showed her my cock.

"You can still see the scar."

"Omigod! Those are teeth marks!"

"Yep."

" Wait-a-minute . She bit you hard enough to leave a mark, and..."

Deena looked up at me, her eyes wide and my dick clenched in her hand.

"You still had sex?"

"Hell, yes." I grinned. "Hurt like somebody dunked it in acid when we started, but I was drunk enough that I didn’t really care. And no way was I gonna stop."

"Wow. Well after all that, I should be glad it still works. Here, let me kiss it and make it all better."

And she bent over and did just that.

 

The rest of that night went pretty well.

Fortunately for me, Deena’s mouth was full of cockmeat, so she never seguewayed into other relationship topics, and I’ve learned the hard way never to ask when and how many guys a chick’s had. Fucks with your head way too much if they tell you. But still, we were together just about the time it takes to watch an average baseball game before Deena broke up with me. Maybe she, too, realized that our name combination sounded absolutely stupid, because she swam a bit further downstream and found fresh pickings - our buddy Brian.

I didn’t get too broken up about it. Their names sounded better together anyway. I don’t know if Deena asked Brian the same crap she asked me. Probably did. But her question got me thinking about my first sex experiences; the raunchy sexual foundation that allowed me to deal with all the weird stuff that’s happened to me over the last few years, from double-teaming one of my best friends’ mom, to getting kidnapped and raped by one of my old high school teachers and her kinky friends.

 

 

 

The first honest-to-God, I-want-to-fuck-the-hell-out-of-somebody erection that I can remember happened when I was really little; maybe only three or four years old. Both of my folks were at work, and I was staying with my grandparents for the day. My grandma had a bunch of her ladyfriends over for lunch, and they were all passing me around, taking turns hugging my cute-as-a-button self in-between bites of tiny little sandwiches and sips of iced tea.

I was happily feeling each old lady up as I was transferred from lap to plump, matronly lap. They all grinned and mashed me into their big, old lady tits. Most kids I’ve know freak out when the blue hair brigade attacks, but for me, it was like heaven. After making the rounds I ended up sitting with a woman named Peggy, who lived just across the street and up the hill from my grandparents.

Peggy hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and let me sit on her lap for most of the lunch.

I spent the next hour enjoying her arm around my waist and rubbing my back up against her tits, feeling light-headed and horny. I was sporting some serious wood for a four-year-old kid. My grandma must’ve noticed how flushed I was, because after all the ladies left for home, she took my temperature and made me lie down in her bed for the rest of the afternoon.

That was okay with me. Gave me plenty of time to discover the joys of masturbation.

 

 

 

By the time I was five, I was a huge fan of the Batman television show.

Let me rephrase that: I was a huge fan of Batgirl from the Batman show. That damn costume was so sexy. Every day at noon I’d be lying on the living room floor in front of the TV set, grinding my little dick into the carpet while I fantasized about Batgirl getting caught by any one of the crazy arch-criminals. On television, the fantasy only got halfway: the bad guy would catch her in some fiendish trap, but then she’d get away.

I always wanted to see one of the supervillians rip that tight Batgirl leotard off and screw her silly. Never happened.

At least she got tied up a lot. Gotta take your thrills were you can get ‘em, even when you’re five. Actually, on the show, the heroes always got caught and tied up. The shit the villains cooked up never worked (see the Batgirl note above), but I think that’s probably where I first developed my bondage fetish. I remember running around in our basement wearing nothing but my mom’s panties and a sheet tied around my shoulders, pretending I was Batman.

That show had so much homo-erotic bullshit going on, it’s a wonder I’m not more screwed up than I am.

Granted, I really didn’t have any idea what sex was then, just that my pee-pee felt dang good when I played with it. And just the sight of Batgirls’ ass in that costume did shit to me that even smacking my dick into the wall couldn’t accomplish.

But I was soon to get a major lesson.

 

 

Everybody I know has a ‘cool’ aunt or uncle, and I was no different. When my little sister was born, I went to stay with my dad’s sister Rachel for a few days, which was great. She bought me Batman comic books and read them with me, both of us snuggled up together on her brown vinyl (she called it ‘ pleather ’) couch. Aunt Rachel took me rollerskating and out to movies (King Kong with Jeff Bridges and Jessica Lange comes to mind), and she made sure we ate at all the places I liked.

And best of all, she looked just like the television Batgirl did in her secret identity as Barbara Gordon. What kid could ask for more?

Her apartment was a cramped one bedroom with a tiny kitchen and a smaller bathroom. I think the plan was for me to sleep on her couch while I was there, so I’m not sure how I ended up sleeping in her bed with her. Maybe I ate too much ice cream and Mexican food that first night and had a bad dream; I really don’t remember. But I do know that at some point in the middle of the night, I woke up out of a sound sleep. I found myself pressed tightly against my aunt with my legs tangled in hers and my face pillowed on her chest. She was breathing hard and I could feel her arm - the arm that wasn’t pinned underneath me - moving up and down, slowly and rythmically.

Eventually she sighed softly and I felt her relax next to me.

I stayed quiet, pretending to be asleep. A few minutes ticked by and I tried to stay still, but my pee-pee (that’s what my grandma called it, anyway) was pressing against my aunt’s hip, and it was getting big and hard. I twitched, and my aunt mumbled something to herself that I couldn’t hear. Then she gently pulled away from me and rolled over onto her side.

Her body shook like she was crying and I wanted to ask if she was okay, but I didn’t. I just scooted closer to her, wrapped myself against the curve of her back and hugged her. Eventually she rolled over and kissed my forehead, hugging me back. I stayed awake a long time after that, slowly running my hand over the soft silk of her nightgown and enjoying the feel of her warmth next to me.

The next morning we didn’t talk about what had happened, but I was bound and determined to sleep in the bed with her again; not on the couch. Lady luck was with me again that night.

When it was my bedtime, my aunt helped me get in my pajamas and brush my teeth. When I was ready she tucked me into her bed with a goodnight kiss. I got a little boner as soon as her lips touched my forehead. I tried to stay awake, listening to the voices from the TV in the other room, but I guess I dozed off. I woke up again when she came in for bed and turned on the lights.

She glanced at me to see if I was awake. But I was ready for her, lying flat on my back with my eyes squished shut and snoring, pretending to be dead asleep.

"Sleep tight, Dev," she whispered, and gave me another kiss.

When she was satisfied that I was still sleeping, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off, then folded it and put it away. I peeked as she kicked off her shoes and unzipped her skirt. She let the skirt fall to the floor, took a hairbrush from her dresser and started to brush her curly brown hair.

My aunt couldn’t see me from her mirror, but from where I was lying, it gave me a great view of her whole body. I opened my eyes and took her all in: her tiny waist and round ass, her long, slim legs still clad in her black nylons, her small, firm breasts cupped in her lacy black bra, everything. Right at that moment, she was the living fulfillment of all the little boy fantasies I’d ever had.

And I knew then and there that no superheroine on any TV show could ever live up to this real woman standing right in front of me, close enough for me to reach out and touch. So I flipped my mental Two-Face coin and made up my five-year-old mind. I decided to discover what I’d missed out on the night before.

She finished brushing out her hair, and I was surprised at how long it was. It fell in lush, foamy brown curls down to her shoulder blades. When she set the brush down, I clenched my eyes shut while she stepped into the bathroom. I heard her pee, and then the toilet flushed and water was running in the sink. I listened to her wash her hands and brush her teeth, then the room got a little darker when she turned off the bathroom light.

The only other woman I’d ever seen naked before was my mom. I didn’t know what to expect from my aunt, but here she was, right in front of me, just dressed in her underwear and stockings. It was all I could do to keep still, but I knew if I moved a muscle before she climbed into bed, my scheme was all over.

After what seemed like a long time she sighed and turned out the bedroom light. The room went dark behind my eyelids, so I figured it was safe to open my eyes and peek. I watched her pad over to the bed, the soft glow from a streetlight outside the window highlighting the curves of her body. She pulled the bedcovers back, giving me a little chill. Springs squeaked as she sat on the edge of the mattress and took off her stockings.

Finally, she slipped under the covers and sighed. It’s funny, but I remember her soft skin to be freezing cold, but warm and cozy at the same time. She snuggled up to me and we both lay still, listening to the quiet.

This time, I didn’t doze off.

I was just learning to tell time at home on a real clock with numbers and hands. My aunt had a digital clock on her nightstand, which made it easier for me. When she crawled into bed the clock told me it was eleven-thirty five, and I watched it for a long time. When the clock said it was almost midnight, I rolled over on my side and snuggled closer against her.

I heard her breath catch in her throat and her body tensed when I threw my right arm over her belly.

My aunt wasn’t wearing a nightgown tonight, just her bra and a pair of panties. Her belly was warm and smooth, and the muscles in her stomach twitched at my touch. I wiggled even closer to her, until she lifted her right arm and let me burrow into the side of her body. I gently slipped my leg over hers, and then we were back in the same position we were in the night before.

She smelled good to me, like flowers. I took a deep breath and relaxed, and let my hand rest on her belly, just above her panties. She waited for me to settle in, still tense. After a of couple minutes she gently touched my shoulder.

"Devin? Are you awake?"

"Mghmpfh," I mumbled into her neck. I tucked my chin into my chest, bringing my face down closer to the swell of her breast. I mumbled again and rubbed myself against her. My face brushed over her bra, the lace pressing into my cheek.

"Oh God," she whispered. "Devin? Sweetie? Are you awake?"

I pretended to snore. My aunt shifted a little bit, and I felt cold air on my arm as she pulled the sheets back. I settled down quickly after that, with her breast mashed into my face. She didn’t get up, but she felt so tense, I wondered if I’d pushed my little plan too far already. The sheets rustled as she moved her leg and I almost panicked, thinking she was going to get up, maybe go in the other room and try to sleep on the couch.

But she didn’t.

Instead, her hand brushed mine as she slipped it under the waistband of her panties, and after a moment I felt the slow, up and down movement from her arm as she quietly played with herself. The glow from the window gave me enough light to see her legs, spread loosely open, and her fingers working under her panties.

She tried to be quiet, but occasionally she’d whimper or make little happy sounds deep in her throat. Once, her body jerked hard, shoving her leg into my crotch, and my little fella decided he wanted to play, too. I tried to make a sleepy-head sound and pushed back against her leg with my hips, rubbing my swollen little dick up her thigh. I thought she might try to wake me up and tell me to stop, but all she did was grind her hips in a slow circle. I smashed my crotch against her leg as hard as I could.

It felt so good. I made another sleepy sound and rubbed my face on her breast, trying to push the material of her bra down with my chin so that I could see her nipple. After a minute or two it worked; her hard little nipple popped out, almost right into my mouth.

I was trying to get the courage up to kiss it when she let out a long, shaky moan and her hips shot straight up, quivering in the air. Something smelled funny then, sort of like the tuna fish sandwiches my dad liked. I slid my hand down over her panties. They were warm and wet, like she didn’t get to the toilet fast enough and tinkled a little in them.

She moaned again while I was trying to process that information, her body jerking harder this time.

Her whole body twitched, and she whispered something that sounded like old cheesus . I heard a wet whoosh come from her crotch, just like the sound my pee makes when I’ve had to hold it for a long time and really have to go bad, and finally get to use the bathroom. Warm water soaked her panties, covering my hand and the inside of her legs, and then the room smelled really bad. She quickly moved my hand; then she rolled off the bed, ran into the bathroom and shut the door, leaving me lying in my first wet spot.

By the time she came out, I’d fallen asleep. I barely registered her moving me around when she changed the bed sheets. I do remember her pulling off my pajama shirt, because it was soaking wet. Then she crawled back into bed, and this time she snuggled up next to me . Her whole body felt damp and sweaty, and now, looking back on it, I don’t think she was wearing any clothes. But that could just be my memory playing tricks on me.

"Devin, hey." She said, nudging me. "Dev?"

I kept quiet.

"Don’t be scared, Dev. Okay?" I held my breath as her hand rested on my chest. "I’m...going to try to make you feel really nice."

I opened my eyes, and my aunt was smiling down at me. She kissed me softly, on the lips, and then she eased her body over mine, under the covers. Her kisses trailed down my tummy and further, and I gasped as something warm and wet wrapped around my little pee-pee. I felt her soft arms wrap around my bottom, and for a second I watched her head bob slowly under the sheets. Then I closed my eyes, and I don’t remember much more after that.

 

 

The next morning she woke me up bright and early, and we went out for a huge pancake breakfast. She barely spoke two words to me the whole meal. When we got back to her apartment, the telephone was ringing off the hook. She answered it and jumped up and down, laughing and talking a mile-a-minute. It was my dad, calling to tell us that I had a bouncing baby sister, and that he’d be by to pick me up the next day. I was just happy she was finally smiling again.

That night, my aunt got me ready for bed early. It was really warm in her apartment, so she let me sleep in just my underpants. I didn’t even try to stay awake after she tucked me in, but I woke up again as soon as she pulled back the covers. I waited until she was quiet and scooted over to her, and she wrapped her arm around me and kissed my forehead, like she always did.

"I know you’re awake, Dev." She whispered in my ear, stroking my hair. "Don’t pretend tonight, okay?"

I took a big breath, and whispered back, "Okay, Auntie Rachel."

"I know you were awake last night, too. Weren’t you?" she asked.

"Uh-huh."

She let out a deep breath. I waited quietly.

"Oh, boy. That’s not good."

"Why?" I shifted so I could look up at her. She looked so pretty there in the dark, staring up at the ceiling, I just had to tell her. "Auntie Rachel, I think you’re the prettiest lady in the whole world."

She rolled onto her side, facing me.

"Devin, I...I don’t think..." She shook her head. "Really? You do?"

I was falling asleep again, but nodded solemly.

"When I grow up, I want to marry you."

She laughted softly and stroked my hair, then wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close.

 

My dad was ringing the speaker-bell at noon the next day. I was already packed, and my aunt helped me carry my little red suitcase while we took the elevator down to the lobby of her building. My dad gave me a big, manly-man hug, and the three of us walked to the car together.

"Hey pard’ner," he said to me, looking at his sister. "How’d it go?"

"Good." I said.

Rachel smiled and ruffled my hair. "Really good. Dev was great."

"Really? No problems?"

She shook her head. "Nope. We had a great time. He even let me keep some of his comics."

"You’re kidding." He looked down at me. "How’d she bribe you for those? Ice cream at bedtime?"

"Daaad!" I laughed at him. "You can’t eat ice cream before bed. Sheesh."

"I asked him if he’d like to spend the next couple weekends with me. I thought maybe...maybe you and Carol might need some quiet time for a while, and Dev and I had so much fun..." She shrugged. "It seemed like a good idea to both of us if he kept some stuff here with me for when he comes back."

My dad stared at his sister like she’d grown another head.

"You’re serious, aren’t you?" She nodded, smiling, and he looked back down at me. "And that sounds good to you, too, Dev?"

For just a second, I thought about my aunt when I woke up that morning, curled up naked with me in her bed. "You bet, dad!"

"Well. Then if you both want to hang out on the weekends, it’s okay with me. Let’s go ask your mom, first. She’s in the car with a little surprise for you."

And we all went to share my first look at my baby sister.

 

 

Not too long after that, my aunt met her soon-to-be first husband, an alchoholic cop named Tim. That pretty much ended our sleepovers, but they were fun while they lasted. My time as a ladies man came to a screeching halt for a couple years as well. Unless you count holidays.

But I’ll get back to that in a minute.

I managed to stumble onto my next erotic experience when I was seven or eight, on a hot summer day. The neighborhood kids had been playing war games - basically a modified version of capture the flag - for a long time, and we had a complex set of rules. We chose teams, divvied up our equipment, picked our base camps and then spread out through the neighborhood. Each team left a couple guys to guard their home base.

The guards had to watch after any kids from the opposing team that were ‘captured’, and protect all the commandeered guns and other stuff that was taken from the prisoners. In battle, to shoot somebody you had to yell their name first and then shoot ‘em three times for a capture, or five times for a kill - before they did the same to you . Then you could scavenge all their stuff. To win, a team had to either capture all the guys on the other team or kill ‘em. You could raid their home base to liberate prisoners and gear, and anybody you killed, either in battle or on raids, automatically became part of your team, making it even tougher to win the game.

We packed sandwiches for lunch, and each of us had a canteen for water that we could refill from a sprinkler hose. Once we were set, we’d play until it either got too dark to see or our parents started yelling for us to come in for dinner.

It was summer, so we had two pretty good teams, with about twenty kids running around packing toy guns and sweating in old WWII army fatigues. Even my friend John and his little brother Steve were playing, which was rare because their mom didn’t approve of us playing war. John said that was because she was from Germany and guns scared her. So they were picked last, because they didn’t have any stuff of their own to play with; and because most of us couldn’t stand Steve. He was too whiny.

In a rare case of consideration, the two team captains - a couple of older kids named Dean and Dave - set the game boundaries a good block away from Johns house to keep him from getting in trouble.

Then they flipped a coin and Dean picked me first, probably because I had a bunch of cool old army gear my grandpa had given me: helmets, canteens, ammo belts, backpacks and a lot of other stuff. Which was great because it gave me some serious bragging rights, considering I was a year younger than he was. Then the captains took turns making their picks. John ended up on my team, and we high-fived when he walked over to our little group. His little cry-baby brother was picked last, by Dave. That was cool, too. The captains decided to start the game in fifteen minutes, so we could head to our bases and sort out our gear and assign positions.

Our base was Dean’s backyard, because it was surrounded by a thick hedge with spots that you could crawl through if you needed a quick escape from an attack, and it had a picnic table and an old garage that we could use as a stockade for any prisoners. The other group trudged up the hill to Dave’s house. When we got to Dean’s, I made sure John was equipped with some good stuff, and then I pulled out a surprise from my faded green canvas backpack.

There was suddenly a lot of excitement when the guys saw what I had. A whole new era of warplay had begun. We were about to go high-tech.

"Hey, Dean!" I had to yell over the noise the guys were making.

"What?"

"Check it out."

For my birthday present, my dad bought me a couple sets of cheap walkie-talkies. They were big, black plastic things with long, telescoping antennas. Each unit had big orange button to push when you wanted to talk, and another plastic switch for volume and to turn the units on and off. I had six of ‘em, and I figured they’d give us an edge over the other team.

Suddenly, I was the man .

"Oh, cool !"

"Dude!"

"Wow! Can I have one?"

"Hey, hey! Let’s see if they work." Dean grabbed the unit I offered him and turned it on. The speaker crackled for a second, and then Dean raised it up to his ear. "Ten-four, good buddy! You copy?"

His voice came in loud and clear on my receiver. He grinned, smacked me in the shoulder and clipped the walkie-talkie to his belt.

"That’s awesome. What kinda range to they have?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. But my dad and I played around with ‘em on my birthday. He walked down to the park, and I could still hear him from our backyard. So at least a few blocks."

He smacked my shoulder again and gave me a battlefield promotion. "Cool. So here’s what we’re gonna do. Why don’t you be our reconnaisance man?"

"Huh? What’s that?"

"You take your walkie-talkie and hide out by Dave’s house, someplace nobody can find you, so you can see his whole yard. The rest of us’ll split up into little teams, and each team’ll have another walkie-talkie. If anybody gets captured, you call the rest of us and we’ll all come in for a prison break. Everybody cool?"

There was a chorus of tough-kid ‘yeah’s’. Then we all hefted our gear and slung plastic rifles and machine guns over our shoulders.

"Let’s move out!"

 

 

The game boundaries were split over four blocks: the street by my house was the west edge and from there the line crossed all the way over to the neighborhood park on the east. The end of Dean’s block marked the farthest south we could go, and then we could head north past Dave’s house, up into a hill overgrown with shrubs and trees that hid a series of trails running through a group of backyards, all the way down to and through the park. Most of the folks around ignored us, and we utilized the whole space. Except for old Mrs. Kearn’s house, unless we absolutely had to. She lived just behind Dean, and she’d smack you with a broom if she caught you on her property.

I decided to cheat a little, running up my street to the top of the hill from my house. At the top I turned west and ran along the sidewalk (which was technically out of bounds) until I could cut through the big back yard at the top of Dave’s hill. This was risky because if I was seen running out of bounds I’d get thrown out of the game - walkie-talkies or no walkie-talkies. I knew most of the guys cheated like that; you just couldn’t get caught. Another small point of concern: the yard I was running through had a big dog house, which occasionaly contained a mean, Army-guy hating bulldog.

I guess his owner was more of a Navy man.

Luckily enough, no dog today. I managed to slip through the yard without attracting any undue attention, then hopped over a little white picket fence and slid a few feet down a small hill into the trees below. I brushed myself off and made my way through the tangle of brush and blackberry bushes until I came to the edge of the woods where the trees thinned out. I knelt down behind a big old walnut tree and pulled out a pair of plastic binoculars. The street that ran in front of Dave’s house zig-zagged up the hill, right past my position. Sometimes late at night during the summer, drunk teenagers would drag race up the hill, but all was quiet now. The only car I could see was parked in the driveway across the street. From where I was hiding, I could just make out Dave’s driveway and front door with my binoculars.

Not good enough , I thought to myself. I have to get closer.

I was sipping metallic tasting, lukewarm water from my canteen and debating on my best course of action when my walkie-talkie crackled to life. I jumped, spilling water and soaking one leg of my jeans from my knee down. I twisted the top back on the canteen when Deans voice came over the speaker.

Squark went the walkie-talkie. "Hey Dev! Come in! Report your status!"

"I’m in the woods at the top of the hill. Over."

Squark . "See anything? Over?"

"Nah." I was searching the houses for a way to sneak closer, but all the front yards were too open. I needed to try something else. "I’ll call you back in a few minutes. Okay?"

Squark . "Ten-four."

I listened as everybody reported in. We were pretty spread out over four square blocks, with no enemy contact so far. Dave’s little brother, Jimmy, had been left behind to guard our camp. Everything was quiet there, too, and I didn’t have anybody in my line of sight.

It was time to make my move. I needed to get across the street to the cover of the house on the corner. I made sure I had all my gear, then I clipped the walkie-talkie back onto my backpack. I picked up my machine gun and ran like hell over to the other curb, with all my gear clanking around in my pack. I made it across the street, then dove over the sidewalk onto the lawn, rolling as best as I could with my backpack, canteen, pistol, walkie-talkie, and everything else I was carrying bumping around.

When I reached the line of bushes that ran from the sidewalk to the porch of the house, I crawled on my belly using the bushes as cover, until I’d inched my way around to the backyard. Once there, I unlatched a little wooden gate and slipped into enemy territory.

Keeping in the shadows of rose bushes and birdbaths, I quickly made my way down the entire hill. None of the houses I passed made good surveillance points. The backyards were great, with lots of places to hide out, but the houses blocked any view. And, like Dave’s house across the street, all the front yards were way too open with no cover.

My grandma’s friend Peggy lived with her husband Neil right across the street from my grandparents. Their house was the first one at the bottom of the hill; a big, creepy old three story house set on a huge yard with plenty of trees and bushes. The front of their house faced south. I was coming downhill from the north, so I reached their garage first. The garage was almost perfect for my needs: it faced the right direction and had good sight lines. I thought I could probably climb it and hunker down on the roof, but anyone standing across the street could see me if they bothered to look over this way. And besides, it looked hot. With the morning sun moving overhead, there wasn’t much shade up there.

I was already sweating like a pig, and it wasn’t even lunchtime, so I quickly discarded that plan and bolted across the driveway to Peggy’s nice, private yard. I was pretty bummed out, thinking that I’d failed in my first big solo mission. I was going to grab my walkie-talkie and break the bad news to Dean when I saw the perfect spot for me to set up shop for the afternoon.

A sturdy rose trellis ran from the ground up the side of the house, all the way to the roof. There were two sliding glass doors leading out to a deck that wrapped around the third floor, and the house and deck were well shaded by three tall pine trees.

I wiped a little bit of the grime off the garage window with my sleeve and peeked through. I didn’t see Peggy’s old yellow Chevy parked inside, so I shouldered my weapon and climbed the trellis. Somehow I managed to avoid snagging myself on the rosebushes and I flopped over the lip of the deck with a grunt. I picked myself up and blew past the sliding doors, ducking under a pair of open bedroom windows. I paused to catch my breath, then peered carefully over the railing at the street below.

"Yes!" I congratulated myself, pumping my fist in the air.

From my position I could see most of the street, both up and down the hill. I could move further around the corner and view anyone approaching from the park or from my house, and I had a great view of Dave’s entire house, front and back. I broke out my binoculars again and watched Dave’s older brother Rick, seated at a card table with Steve, eating sandwiches in the back yard. The sound of kids yelling somewhere out on the battlefield floated by with the breeze.

I pulled my walkie-talkie out and reported in. "Dean! Can you hear me?"

Squawk ! "Dev? That you? Over."

"Yeah. Over."

Squawk ! "Where are you?"

"Watching the camp. I found a really good hiding place. Nobody’ll ever see me. Over."

Squawk ! "Cool. Anything goin’ on? Over."

"Nope. Their guards are eating lunch. Rick’s got a Kool-Aid mustache. That’s it. Over."

Squawk ! "Okay. Stay put. Call in if anything happens. Okay?"

"Okay."

Squawk ! "Over and out."

I put my wakie-talkie away and settled in for the duration, thinking that it was about time for my own lunch. And that’s when Peggy’s Chevy came roaring around the curve at the top of the hill.

The door on the passenger side of the car popped open and I could see her husband holding onto the ‘oh shit’ handle for dear life. The car squealed to a stop and turned into the driveway, spraying loose gravel out from under the tires. I heard the garage door opening and Peggy’s voice rose up over all that, shouting for Neil to hang on. I listened to the garage door bump closed, and a minute later Peggy and her husband stepped out of the garage through a side door.

Neil was wearing bright orange plaid slacks and a yellow polo shirt. His thin, puffy fringe of hair was white as snow and stuck up all over his freckled head. As they walked, he smoothed his hair and adjusted his hearing aid as Peggy crabbed at him. Peggy was dressed in a dressy blue jacket, with a lacy white blouse tucked into a light blue skirt. She had a thick rope of pearls wrapped around her neck and pearl earrings in her ears, and wore her iron grey hair wrapped up in a bun, pinned high at the back of her head with a pearl-white comb. She looked hot and sweaty in her suit, and she was carrying a small, brown paper bag clenched tightly in her hand.

Neil must’ve turned his hearing aid off, because she kept up a running conversation as they walked into the house, and he completely ignored her.

They banged around inside for a few minutes, somewhere downstairs, then I heard footsteps coming my way. I was crouched down underneath a window and I peeked as Peggy came through the bedroom door. Now she had a large mug in her hand instead of the bag. She took a sip from the mug, then shouted down the stairs.

"Neil! I’m going to take a quick nap, so don’t you go making any noise!"

I heard a non-commital mumble that sounded like it came from somewhere far away. Peggy slammed the door shut and flipped the lock. Then she turned, sipping her drink, and pulled the sliding doors open. I had a terrifying vision of her stepping out onto the deck and finding me there, so I ducked and hid around the corner, trying to stay out of sight. I was sure she could hear my heart pounding in my chest; so I covered my ears with my hands and waited to be discovered.

Time slowed to a creepy-crawl, but nothing happened; no yelling or screaming, nobody grabbed me; nothing.

It took a minute, but I figured out that she probably just opened the doors to let the air circulate in her room and I might actually be safe. So I carefully crawled back to my window. Peggy set the cup down on a nightstand, took off her jacket, and folded it neatly over a chair. She pulled the comb out of the bun and ran her hands through her hair, letting it fall in waves past her shoulders. She turned on a floor fan that whirred and twisted, blowing her hair around her face, then she used the comb to brush her hair until it shone, watching herself work in a large round mirror that was mounted on the wall, just above an ornate old dresser.

In all the years I’ve lived in the neighborhood, I’d never seen Peggy with her hair down before. It was so long. I was amazed enough that I barely noticed her take off the necklace and her earrings. She gently put those in a carved wooden box on the dresser top, and then she was kicking off her pumps. She paused for just a second and stared into the mirror, looking slightly surprised. My heart skipped a beat as I realized she was looking over in my direction. I hit the deck again and held my breath, then counted slowly to ten. When nothing happened, I raised myself back to the window in time to see Peggy unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. I licked my dry lips and watched, stunned speechless as she unbuttoned her blouse.

Suddenly, I was a lot warmer than I had been a just minute ago. I swallowed around a hard knot in my throat and wiped sweat out of my eyes.

Fear and fascination battled each other, and my penis - the good soldier that it was - snapped to attention, making me tremble. I knew I shouldn’t be watching, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I drank in every little detail of Peggy’s body as she folded the blouse in half and set it with her jacket. She was getting old and plump around the edges, but right now that was fine with me. Thanks to the mirror, I had a great view of her front as well as her back side. I was busy staring at her heavy breasts, trapped in her bra - a great big, plain white satin thing - when she bent over and wiggled out of her slip. Her hips were wide and round, and underneath her slip she was wearing large white panties over a girdle-like garter belt.

Peggy pulled down her panties, then she unclipped and rolled down her white stockings and followed those with the girdle. All of it went on top of the pile of clothes on the chair, and then she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She tossed that with the rest of her things and paused to massage her breasts. Completely naked now, Peggy sighed and turned towards the bed.

My eyes bugged out when I caught a glimpse of the soft, white downy puff of hair between her legs. And what happened next made all my fears of being discovered completely vanish.

Peggy crawled onto the bed with her feet facing straight towards me. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, bending them at the knees so her feet were braced on the brass footboard. She closed her eyes and her left hand trailed down her belly until she was tickling her pubic hair, and then her fingers kind of walked down between her legs. She began playing with her breasts with her right hand, toying with her nipples. Her left hand disappeared down her crotch. I had to stand up to get a better view.

And what a view. Peggy was poking her fingers into a pink hole in her crotch and her hips were grinding into the bed sheets. I was mesmerized by her fingers, slipping in and out of that pink place. It looked wet. Suddenly, visions of my aunt flooded into my head, of us lying together in her bed, her hands buried in her panties, and I realized that I was finally seeing Peggy do to herself now what my aunt had been doing then, in the dark.

Unconsciously, I started rubbing my crotch as I watched Peggy masturbate. She eased a few of her fingers all the way inside herself and buried her head back in her pillows. Through the open window I heard her start moaning loudly and saw her toes clenching against the brass rail of her bed. She was shoving her fingers into her little pink hole over and over, as fast as she could.

Vaguely, as if in a dream, I heard myself moan with her. I was so dizzy, to keep from tipping over I had to steady myself by bracing a hand on the wall.

I needed some relief, consequences be damned. Almost without thinking, I unbuckled my utility belt and unbuttoned my jeans, which promply fell down around my ankles. I pulled my hard little dick out of my underwear and started jacking off, trying to imagine myself in Peggy’s bedroom, lying with her, touching her.

Peggy’s body jerked up and down a few times as I watched, and she slowed to a stop, panting. Things were just getting good on my end too. I was on the verge of a whole new revelation happening down in my underpants, and that’s when my walkie-talkie squawked back to life.

My platoon was in a firefight. Dean was calling in a panic, and after the loud crackle of static he started yelling through the speaker.

Squawk! "Dev! Dev! Come in! They raided our camp and got everything ! I need..."

Oh shit! I heard myself blurt out a curse, and then I was tripping over my pants trying to get to the walkie-talkie and shut it off. I fell onto the deck, crawled to my pack, rolled onto my butt and sat up with the walkie-talkie in my hand. I hit the talk button, hoping against hope that Peggy hadn’t heard.

"Dean! Don’t...I’m not..." It was a valiant effort, but I was way too late.

"What...Devin?" said a voice.

I knew it didn’t come from my walkie-talkie, and I kicked myself mentally, knowing that if I didn’t want to be discovered, I should’ve turned the thing off right when Peggy and Neil pulled into the driveway.

Too late. Now, the jig was up.

I looked up to find Peggy glaring down at me, fumbling with a silky looking white robe she’d pulled over her naked body. The robe didn’t help hide anything, if that’s why she put it on; it was so sheer I could see every thick curve, her big, hard nipples, even the color of her skin through the thin material.

I felt awful. I’d failed my mission. I hit the talk button one last time. "Dean. I’m caught."

" Devin !" Peggy shouted. "What are you...doing...here...?"

Peggy’s voice trailed off and her cheeks quickly turned a rosy shade of red as she took me in. I had the walkie-talkie pressed against my ear, my jeans were tangled around my tennis shoes and my boner was fading fast, but it was still pointing right at her.

"Oh-my-God," she whispered, and grabbed me by the ear.

"Oww!"

She twisted hard and yanked me to my feet, and twisted again. "Just what do you think you’re doing here, young man?"

The words came out of me in a rush.

"My friends and I were playing army, Mrs. Jones, and I thought this would be a good place to hide while they..."

She gasped and shook me. "More? Where! Where did they hide?"

"N...no...Mrs Jones! It was just me! Everybody else is still playing...see, I was pretending to be a spy, and I needed someplace to hide so I could see over there and give my team the scoop on all I could see about what the other guys were doing, and..."

Peggy seemed to take that entirely the wrong way. "You were spying on me! Oh, what would Mary say? Her grandson a peeping tom! What did you see?"

"Nothing! I mean..."

She backed me up into the deck rail and shook me again, harder, making me drop my walkie-talkie. It hit the rail and bounced over the edge. I never heard it hit the ground.

"Don’t you lie to me Devin Smith! Look at you, with your privates hanging out! I know exactly what you were doing!" She waggled a finger at me as she scolded me. "Well, we’re going to have to call your grandmother about this!"

Oh no , I thought. Not that. I’ll get a spanking for sure . "No, please Mrs Jones, don’t call my grandma, please. I didn’t mean to look, really, I just..."

"Then we’ll just go downstairs and call the police! You might think you just got yourself a nice peepshow, but you just wait, you little..."

She dragged me into her bedroom by my ear, pulling me towards her door. I pictured her husband, seeing us coming downstairs like this, and what he might do. I got so sick so fast I almost barfed, and started pleading with her for my life.

"No! I mean, I know I shouldn’t of been looking, Mrs. Jones. But you...you’re just so pretty, and you were having such a good ti..."

That seemed to kick some of the wind out of her sails. She stopped just short of the door and turned to me in a huff.

"What?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"What did you just say?"

What did I just say? "Uh, you were having a..."

She shook her head. "No, no. Before that. You said I was pretty ?"

I gulped and nodded. Shock from the realization of what I’d done was taking over, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, blurring my vision. My bottom lip started to tremble and I stuttered a little bit when I answered.

"Y-yeah. I think you’re really, really pretty, Mrs. Jones. Really."

Peggy didn’t speak or move a muscle. She just stood there, watching me carefully, the ends of her robe fluttering in the breeze from the fan. I caught another, tantalizing glimpse of her pubic hair. The room smelled funny, kind of wet and fishy. I remembered my aunt Rachel’s bedroom once smelling the same way.

My mouth went dry, so I licked my lips and tried again. "I’ve always thought so, and...and the more I w-watched, I...I..." I shrugged helplessly, and the tears started to flow.

"You what ?"

"I just liked watching," I said in a small voice. "I think you’re really pretty, and I wanted to watch. That’s all."

I hung my head and stood there quietly, my face burning with shame.

"Well," she said. "Well. I never."

Peggy released my ear and took my wrist, guiding me towards her bed. She sat down, making the bedsprings squeak, and pulled me in front of her. She cupped my chin in her hand and forced me to look her in the eye, then watched me for a long time. Eventually she nodded quickly, once, like she’d made a decision.

"All right. I believe you. How long were you out there? You tell me the truth now."

Scared as I was, I was having a difficult time concentrating. Her robe had flopped open down to her waist, and now I was just inches away from her. The fishy smell was a lot stronger now that we were by the bed, and I thought I could smell it on her hand, too. I could feel my little penis getting happy again. I got mad at it suddenly, thinking that this mess was all its fault. I fought a losing battle with it, until the dang thing was sticking straight out of my underpants.

"A long time, I guess. I...was already there when you guys got home." I tried to keep my eyes locked on hers so she wouldn’t notice the thing rearing its ugly head below us.

"I see." No luck. She saw it. "My," she said. "You look like you’re having some trouble with that."

I nodded into her hand. "Yes’m. It’s just been doin’ that all afternoon."

"Hm." She looked down at me and I swear that she smiled. Then she shook her head. "Devin, do you think a good little boy would do what you did today?"

"Um. N-no ma’am."

"So you agree you were a naughty boy."

I thought about it for a minute. I wished she’d let me go, because my pee-pee seemed to like her touching my face.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"And you don’t want me to call your grandparents."

"No ma’am."

"Or the police."

"Oh, please, don’t Mrs. Jones! I didn’t..."

She let my chin go and took my wrists again, making our little friend bounce around down there. This time I was sure she smiled.

"Well. So what do we do?"

"Uh...let me go? I promise I’ll never do it again. Really."

"I’d like to believe that Devin, but I just can’t. I honestly think you need to be punished for being a very bad little boy." Her grip on my wrists tightened. I remember thinking that she was pretty strong for an old lady. "So I’m going to give you a spanking. And afterwards, I hope you won’t ever think about doing something like this ever again."

And with that, she pulled me down across her knee. I was so shocked I didn’t even fight. My pee-pee slipped along the smooth material of her robe, and a shiver of pleasure raced through my body.

"I’ll try not to make this hurt too much," she said.

Then she pinned my wrists together with right hand, pushing them deep into her mattress. She yanked my underpants down enough to expose my bottom, and gave me a good, hard smack that brought tears to my eyes and made me wriggle against her thighs. She smacked me again and again, and I kicked and squirmed as she hit me, until my bottom actually went numb.

It hurt at first, but after a while the pain stopped and I started to kind of enjoy the feeling of my naked flesh rubbing against the cool silk of her robe and her warm skin. Peggy spanked me until my bottom was fiery red and swollen, and at some point I heard myself cry out and go limp in her lap. She stopped then and let me catch my breath. She let go of my wrists and I almost fell to the floor in a heap.

"That should do it. All finished." She stood up and patted her bed. "Devin, I want you to lie down on your stomach. I know that’s going to hurt, so I want you to let me put something on your bottom for you. I promise it will make it feel better."

I sniffled and let her help me crawl onto her bed. She left the bedside and opened a door that led to a large bathroom, and I heard her rummage around. When she returned, she sat next to me on the side of the mattress, causing me to slide towards the edge, right into her. I let her pull my underpants down around my knees. I was hurt and embarrassed beyond caring, and kept my face buried in her pillows until I felt her soft hands rubbing something cool and slick over my bottom.

"There. Does that feel better?" she asked.

I nodded and sniffled into her pillow.

"I want you to roll over now, Devin, and look at me."

I shook my head, no .

"Devin, roll over right now, or I’ll spank you again."

I rolled. I glared at her, my face beet red and swollen with tears, willing her to drop dead. She rested her sticky hand on my belly, and try as I might to stop it, my little man perked right back up, poking inches from her hand. She looked down at it and grinned, then back at me.

"Insistent, isn’t it?" She grinned. "Devin, I want you to know exactly what you saw today. I want to understand why I was so angry with you. Do you?"

I managed a nod. That seemed to be all she needed.

"Good," she said. She just smiled at me for a minute, then looked back at my penis, bobbing around next to her hand. "Well. Did you get to...finish?"

Huh? I wondered. Finish what? "I...don’t know. For sure, I mean."

"Oh," she said and then smiled. "Would you like some help?"

"Help...?"

Still smiling, she moved her hand and stroked me. It was like fire exploded through my whole body. I suddenly felt like I was going to pop down there. Then she slid onto the bed, lying next to me, and gripped me.

"Do you like that?"

I couldn’t speak, so I just nodded. She’d just punished me for watching and doing this, and now she wanted to help me and do it herself? I didn’t understand, but I was feeling so good suddenly - bruised butt or no bruised butt - I just knew that I didn’t want her to stop touching me. She smiled and moved her hand slowly up and down. The slick goop on her hand made a wet, slurping sound as she stroked me, and I lay there, very still, as if the smallest movement would cause her to stop.

"Mmn. You do like that. Here," she said, and shifted until she was kneeling above me, never taking her hand off me. "Let’s try something, okay?."

I nodded again, and Peggy lifted her leg over my body and settled on top of me. Something warm and soft and wet pressed down onto me and she used her hands to guide me where she wanted me to go. An instant later that warmth engulfed me completely, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Peggy sighed quietly and her eyes flickered closed for a moment, then she braced her hands on the bed at either side of my face. Her robe fell gently around us and her hair tickled my face, making me giggle.

She laughed with me and swept her hair back over hers shoulder. "Did that tickle?"

"Uh-huh. A little."

"Do you want to touch me?"

"Um. Yeah...I mean, can I?"

That made her smile again, and she leaned back, took my hands in hers and slowly ran them over her body. She let me cup her breasts and showed me how to gently tweak her nipples.

"You like my breasts, don’t you Devin?"

I grinned. "Uh-huh. I really do."

"Here," she said. "Kiss them for me."

That little thrill ran through me again as she bent over me. She made me cup her breasts with my hands and squeeze them around my face, and she started to squirm her bottom around on me when one of her hard nipples popped into my mouth.

"This is how mommies and daddies make children, did you know that?"

I nodded. Jimmie Davis told all of us - the whole gang - about sex a whole year ago, and I figured that’s what we were doing. His dad had told him all about it after Jimmie found a bunch of Playboy magazines hidden in a box in their basement.

I think he got a couple things wrong, though. I’d have to remember to fill him in.

And then I had an awful thought. I let Peggy’s breasts go, and asked: "Wh-what about M-Mr. Jones? Won’t he be angry i-if he...?"

"Don’t worry, Sweetie. He won’t notice. If I know Neil, he’s probably drunk, asleep in the basement. And he’d never hear anything, or come up here, anyway."

"You’re sure it’s okay?"

Peggy shushed me with her finger to my lips.

"Shhh. Quiet now," she said, and just moved on top me, slowly, kissing me once in a while or playing with my hair and letting me touch her wherever I wanted, until I heard her cry out softly. Warm water trickled down the insides of my legs and over my hips, and Peggy shuddered and collapsed on top of me.

I remember wishing that I was bigger down there, because for some reason I knew that I could feel even better with more of me inside of her. I wrapped my arms around her back, wanting to pull her even closer, and I held her like that for a little while. We were both breathing hard and thought I heard her crying, so I asked if I’d hurt her.

"No Sweetheart, you didn’t. You just made me feel so happy. Sometimes...sometimes a person just needs to cry, even when they’re happy."

"Oh," I said.

"Did you have a nice time, too?"

"Yeah." I said, feeling a little disappointed if we were finished.

"Would you like to make me feel very happy, Devin?"

I nodded my head vigorously. Maybe we weren’t done yet, after all. "Yeah! Sure! How?"

Peggy rolled over, onto her back, and spread her legs. "Would you kiss me down there?"

Huh. I wasn’t sure about that. Even though that place felt really good, it was where all the yucky fishy smell was coming from.

"Really? You’re sure?"

"I’m sure. If you lay on top of me, I can kiss you too. Here," she said, and I eased myself on top of her. "Just like that. Go ahead and play with me, do whatever you want. Just be gentle."

"Okay..." I wrinkled my nose at the smell, but kissed her soft hair and she wiggled happily.

Peggy spread her legs wider, showing me that strange, pink spot. I went adventuring and scootched further down on her belly, using my fingers to poke and pry between her legs. I was suprised when one of my questing fingers slipped right inside her, and grinned like an explorer who’d just struck gold.

"Oh, Devin, do that...gently, sweetheart...I like that..."

Peggy had a big bottom and a big, soft belly. I felt like I was lying on a big pillow. To keep my balance and not roll off, I had to drop my legs and lay on her. I jumped when she grabbed my penis.

"Don’t be s-s-scared, D-Devin. I’m just going to s-s-suck you, l-like a l-l-lollipop. Okay?"

I was too busy to answer, but when she slurped me into her mouth, just like my aunt Rachel had. I almost fell off the bed. She kept me from falling by grabbing my tender bottom and I jerked, shoving myself further inside her mouth. She made a yummy sound and pulled me down hard, and I felt something tickling my pooper.

"Oww..." I gritted my teeth until the ache in my bottom died down, and went back to work on my end. The tickle in my bottom changed after a while, and I felt something poking me down there. And then all of a sudden I was feeling really dizzy, and a feeling I’d never had shot through me. My toes curled and I bunched the bedsheets in my fists while she sucked me and poked her fingers in my bottom, and I could barely move. All I seemed to be able to do was jerk around uncontrollably, and I heard my belly whacking her face.

I’m not sure how long my first orgasm took to stop, but I remember collapsing on top of Peggy, feeling completely exhausted, and I remember her hands petting my bottom. And then I must’ve fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew she was gently shaking me awake. We were cuddled together under a light sheet, and I could see the clock on her nightstand.

"Time to wake up Devin. It’s getting late. You should probably go home now, Sweetie, so your folks don’t get worried."

"Oh wow." I groaned and sat up in the bed. "What happened?"

She grinned and stood up, then helped me get dressed.

"Did you have fun?" she asked.

"You bet, Mrs. Jones. A lot."

"Good." When I was dressed, Peggy kissed me on the lips and pulled me into a tight hug. I enjoyed the feel of her soft skin for a minute, and then she wiped my lips with her thumbs and held me out at arms length. "Devin, you know this is something we can’t tell anyone about, don’t you?"

I nodded. Peggy looked me hard in the eyes, and then she smiled again. "I think, if any of your friends ask about what happened, you should tell them that I made you clean my basement today. Does that sound mean enough?"

"Okay." I agreed. "They’d believe that."

"Can you climb back down the way you came?"

"I think so." I picked up my stuff, and then Peggy walked me back outside. The air had cooled down a lot from that afternoon.

"Devin." I turned to face her, and her smile vanished. "Don’t come back here again. If you do, I will call the police. Do you understand?"

I nodded solemnly. "I understand, Mrs. Jones."

Peggy smiled again and gave me a last, quick peck on my forehead. Then she stepped back, pulled her robe tight around her body and she watched as I climbed down the trellis as fast as my sore ass would let me.

 

When I hit the ground, I found what was left of my walkie-talkie.

It had hit the edge of the patio and bounced off onto the sidewalk, finally coming to rest in a heap of cracked plastic and transistors. The battery had rolled off the curb and was lying in a bunch of garbage in the street. It looked like it had been run over a few times while I was inside with Peggy.

I sighed and tried to salvage what I could. I didn’t see any of my friends over at Dave’s, so I mourned my loss as I made my way down the block to Dean’s house. Everybody was in the backyard when I got there, busy swapping war stories and sorting out the days plunder.

John saw me first and yelled as I dragged my backpack up the driveway.

"Dev! What happened to you?"

I almost spilled it. Almost. But then I remembered my promise.

"Mrs. Jones caught me on her deck." I held up my broken walkie-talkie. "I got in a little trouble."

Everybody groaned. "What’d she do? She call your grandma?"

"Naw. I had to clean her basement. It was nasty."

"Wow. Serious? Was she creepy?"

I thought about what to say, then shrugged. "Naw. Not really. She...she was kinda nice about it, actually. She, uh, gave me some dessert when I finished."

That impressed everybody. Dean made a comment about my fortitude in the face of capture, and then the guys mostly lost interest after that. A few minutes later we started hearing our folks shouting "Dinnertime!", and we split up for the day so we could fight again tomorrow.

 

 

 

The next day found me back in my gear, on the run.

Dave and a couple other guys on his team had caught me alone down by the park. I was fast enough to get into the woods, but now they were all chasing me through the trails. I couldn’t see them through the trees so I didn’t know how far behind me they were, but I could hear ‘em. That was enough for me; I just kept running and didn’t bother to look back.

My helmet almost went flying when I tore out of the woods, but I smashed it back onto my head, hard. Somehow, I made it across the street and managed to duck behind the front of a big, white van parked at the curb, just as Dave, Ricky and Jimmie bolted from the trees. I was still out in the open; anybody coming up the hill could’ve seen me and tipped the guys off. I had to do something, quick, and just running down the hill wouldn’t work. They’d pick me off after a few steps.

"Where’d he go?"

That was Dave’s older brother, Ricky.

"I dunno, that way, maybe?"

Jimmy.

"Up the hill?

Ricky again. I looked around, hoping someone from my team was close by; maybe they’d jump out of a bush so we could pin the other guys in a crossfire. Jimmy had a cool new machine gun that would suit me just fine, since someone had already got the jump on me once that morning and snagged mine in the looting. But no one sprang out to help; I was on my own.

Then I had a thought. I didn’t have my pack today, ‘cause my bottom still hurt and I didn’t want all the extra weight. I dropped to the ground and wriggled under the van, hoping they’d head up the hill, knowing that this just wasn’t enough cover for them not to find me if they came this way.

"Okay. You guys go look that way; I’ll follow back down the road and we’ll meet around the corner at Colin’s house." That was Dave.

From my point of view, I watched two pairs of dirty tennis shoes pound up the hill, and another pair turn and slowly walk down the street towards my hiding place. Dave was coming my way. Every few feet he’d pause, then move again. I had my pistol in my hands and pointing at his shins when he stopped right at the back of the van.

I almost giggled. Dave was humming the ‘Batman’ theme under his breath. I heard him dig around in his pocket, then some paper rustled and a crumpled bubblegum wrapper dropped at his feet. He just stood there, singing to himself for a minute, chewing his gum without a care in the world.

"Hey Dave," I said.

"Huh?"

"Down here."

He bent over and peeked under the van.

"Gotcha," I said, and shot him three times in the face. " Bang , bang , bang ! Team change!"

"Crud," he said. "I knew you were there all the time."

"Sure you did." I laughed, and crawled out from under the van. I told him to go wait for Dean at our base. "Go ahead and keep your stuff."

"Really? You’re sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Thanks!"

"Hey, Dave?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"Do you have any grenades left?"

Grenades were good for getting a bunch of guys to change teams. They’d work a heck of a lot better than my pistol, or even Dave’s rifle. You didn’t have to shoot a bunch of times or anything; you could just lob ‘em into a yard and yell ‘BOOM!’, and everybody there was suddenly on your team.

"What are you gonna do?"

I grinned. "I’m gonna go hide over at Colin’s and wait for your brothers."

"Aww, crud," he said again.

He handed me the grenades, and then he ran down to Dean’s. Right when he left, I heard a car tear around the corner, tires squealing, and I backed out of the street just in time to see Peggy’s Chevy fly by me, race down the street, and pull into her driveway.

I really meant to keep my promise to her and stay away from her house. I did. But I knew I could save a few minutes on my way to Colin’s by cutting through her backyard. I had to make a battlefield decision.

Reluctantly, and with the Batman theme stuck in my head, I holstered my pistol and checked to make sure no one was watching, then climbed through the closest hedge and made my way down to Peggy’s. I followed the same route I had the day before and reached her garage a minute or two later. I saw her car through the smudged window, parked and empty, the engine still ticking as it cooled down. Inside the house, I could hear her shouting at Neil.

I guess I was feeling a little tired, so I plopped down on a garden bench and took a load off. A few minutes later, the sliding doors slid open and Peggy stepped out onto the deck.

I didn’t think she could see me from where she was standing. But I couldn’t see her very well either, so I jumped off the bench and hid behind the corner of the garage. Peggy still had her hair pinned up in her usual bun, but she’d already taken off her clothes and slipped into her robe. I could see the dark circles of her nipples through the material, and a small shiver ran through me. As I watched, she walked around the side of the house, and then back. She leaned over the edge of the deck and peered around at the yard. I saw her sigh, and she looked kind of sad, almost disappointed. Then she turned and went back inside.

The doors closed, and I stood there, not sure what to do.

I thought about climbing up, but the thought of her calling the police stopped me before I took a step. Instead, I climbed over her fence and snuck into the next backyard, on my way to Colin’s to ambush Ricky and Jimmie.

I went back every day that week. And every day at almost exactly the same time, Peggy’s car would zip down the hill. She’d park the car, and she and Neil would argue until they got inside. I’d stand at the back of the garage and wait until she came outside, just so I could see her.

And that’s where I was, waiting for her, when John snuck up on me.

"Dev? What’s goin’ on? You said you weren’t supposed to be here...mmbph!"

"Shhh!" I hissed, and clamped a hand over his mouth. "Shut up!"

I was getting to be a pretty big kid, but John had a good four or five inches on me and outweighed me by maybe twenty pounds. He smacked my hand away and glared at me. He was on my team again, which explained why he didn’t try to shoot me, but not how he found me. He tried asking again.

"What’re you doing here...?"

"John, be quiet !"

I grabbed him and pulled him back. John’s eyes bugged out and his jaw dropped down to the ground, because above us, Peggy was peering over the railing.

"Oh, wow ..." John whispered in my ear. "She’s...she’s..."

Completely, totally, butt-naked. Today, Peggy wasn’t wearing any clothes.

I whacked John on the shoulder and told him to shut up again. He shut his mouth so fast his teeth clacked together. We watched quietly until Peggy went back inside and then he grabbed me again, his eyes wide with excitement. His questions came hard and fast.

"Dev! Did you see that? I can’t believe it! How did you find out? Oh wow ! Does she do that every day ? That’s how you got in trouble, huh?"

"John, cool out." I rolled my eyes.

"What?" He pointed up at the deck. "Did you see that? I mean, she was naked!"

"I know! I know! I’ve been hiding here, watching her all week!"

"So...so did you see her when you were...up there?

I nodded. "Yeah."

" Really ?"

"Uh-huh."

"No shit? How’d you get up there?"

I waved at the rose bushes. "I climbed."

John’s eyes lit up. "What’d she do?"

"Oh, man. I promised not to tell anybody."

"C’mon! I won’t tell! How’d she catch you?"

I sighed. And then I spilled the beans and told him the whole story.

"No way!"

"Yep."

"That’s so cool!" He was staring at the bushes, like he was a thousand miles away.

"John? You okay?"

"Yeah." A slow grin spread across his face. "I wanna see."

Panic . "What?"

"C’mon. Let’s go up there."

"No way! She’ll call the cops!"

"No she won’t. You said she comes out every day, like she’s looking for you, right?"

"Well, yeah, But, she said..."

He grabbed me and started pulling me towards the trellis. "Forget what she said. C’mon, Dev. I just wanna look. If we’re really quiet, she won’t even know we’re there."

Looking back, it was the first time he talked me into something that I knew I shouldn’t do. It wouldn’t be the last.

When we made it to the deck, I pointed to my window and we tried to sneak by the open glass doors. We never made it. Peggy was just stepping out of her bathroom when she saw the two of us, frozen on our tip-toes, on the deck. She was carrying something big and pink and rubbery in her hand, and she jumped, startled. I got a dirty look that made me cringe, and then I realized the thing she was holding looked an awful lot like my the thing dangling from my crotch, only about ten times bigger.

" Devin !?"

Oh man , I thought. Sure, we’ll be quiet. She’ll never even see us. Sure John, okay . "Uh, hi?"

I tried a devil-may-care grin and waved. Peggy put her hands on her bare hips, making the pink thing she had clenched in her fist flop around, and she stared us down. John shuffled his feet and stared at a spider crawling along the deck.

"Well," said Peggy. "What have we here? Two naughty peeping Tom’s, instead of just one? And who might this be?"

"This is my friend John." I had to think fast, but my brain was in a deep-freeze. "We, uh..."

"Didn’t I tell you not to come back here, Devin?"

"Yeah. And about the police, too. I remember. I promised, an’ I’m sorry, but, uh..."

"I talked him into coming, Mrs. Jones."

We both stared at John. He was looking defiantly at Peggy, his chest puffed up and his chin out, like he was daring her to punish us. It took a lot for him to do that, and in that second, I knew he was a true buddy. Maybe Peggy sensed it too.

"Well," she said again. "What am I going to do with the two of you?"

We stayed quiet. Better to be in trouble and not say anything, than to say something dumb and get in deeper.

"Did you get to see everything you wanted, young man?"

"No, ma’am," John said.

We stared at him again.

"Excuse me?" Peggy blinked, and cocked her ear towards us, making her boobs wiggle. "What did you say?"

John licked his lips.

"Well, sounds like you showed a lot more to Devin, before. Ma’am. An’ he says you’ve been looking for him everyday, so I figure you wanna show him even more."

"Oh, Devin." Peggy shook her head and turned her eyes back on me, waggling the floppy thing at me. "You’ve been spying on me again?"

I grinned weakly.

"I suppose I should have expected that." She shook her head again and waved us inside. "Well, come on in, you two."

John and I exchanged quick glances. His face was beet red, all the way from the collar of his white t-shirt up through his blonde hair. He licked his lips, I shrugged and he followed me inside.

"I suppose I won’t be needing this." Peggy set the rubbery thing on the nightstand, turned on her fan, smoothed her sheets, and sat on the bed, regarding the two uf us. Finally, she smiled. "Well. What would you boys like to do today?"

John grinned. "Uh, whatever you want?"

"Really?"

He shrugged. "Sure."

"All right. Since I’m the only one here without any clothes on, let’s get you boys more comfortable as well. What’s your name again?"

John shot me a look. "John."

"Come closer, John. Let me help with this." Peggy started to wrestle with his belt, unbuckling it and then unbuttoning his jeans. John was breathing hard, his eyelids half-shut. "John, did Devin tell you everything we did?"

He nodded.

She looked over at me. I hadn’t moved a muscle. She yanked his jeans and his underpants down to his knees. His little boy equipment was hard and ready for service. "Then he told you about how I have to punish naughty boys?" He nodded again, and let Peggy bend him over her knees. She raised her hand and glanced at me. "Devin, why don’t you get the ointment?"

 

I didn’t know until much later - just a year ago, actually, after I had an affair with his mother - that our afternoon with Peggy wasn’t John’s first time having sex. In just another year or two, John and I would go down our seperate paths, eventually taking us both into much darker places. But for the rest of that summer, we were as close as two kids could be, and we didn’t spend much more time playing army with our friends. We had other ways to spend our afternoons.

Unfortunately, our trysts only lasted until school started again, and the next summer Peggy’s husband began having heart problems. Then things fell apart with my parents. My dad started drinking - heavily - and we dealt with it by hiding the fact that he was now officially an alcoholic. After a couple years of co-dependency, drunken binges, and blackouts, he got in a bad car accident and woke up in jail. Fortunately, nobody was hurt, but even that, and losing his drivers license, didn’t help. Eventually, my mom couldn’t handle it anymore; they had a final blow out, knock-down, drag-out fight one night after he came home smelling like a beer/perfume factory, and he agreed to move out.

So my dad packed up his stuff and left the night I graduated eighth grade. That’s when my sister and I learned the peculiar joys of having a divided family.

On holidays, we shuffled around from my dad’s family to my mom’s family, visiting back and forth, all of us always stressed out and every year saying we’d never do it again. But every year we did.

The Christmas weekend during my junior year of high school was the worst.

 

 

 

We spent Christmas Eve down the street at my grandparents house, with my mom’s sister - my aunt Debbie - and her husband Gregg, their seven kids and his folks. Even a couple of my great aunts and uncles showed up with bags bulging full of food and wrapped gifts.

Everything started out okay, especially that first night; my grandma fixed one of her patented holiday dinners, cooking enough food to serve a small army. We all spent a noisy couple of hours stuffing ourselves full of turkey and stuffing, mashed potatoes with gravy and more, until we couldn’t breathe. After dinner, my grandma forced plates overflowing with pie a-la mode on everybody, and then the kids got their way and the group moved to the living room to gasp and wheeze, let the belts out and to open presents.

While everybody settled in, my grandpa corralled me into helping him clean up the mess. We cleared away the dishes and stocked the dishwasher, put away the tablecloth, and folded up the card table that had been the kids table; dragging it into the spare room. When we were finished, my grandma took me into the kitchen and handed me a foil-covered plate of cold food.

"Devin? Will you be a dear and take this over to Peggy for me? She was home all alone tonight, and I want her to have a nice supper."

It wasn’t snowing or anything, but it was still damn cold outside. I was about to whine about not wanting to go, but then one of my little cousins pulled the Christmas tree down with a crash, sending my grandma’s antique Christmas ornaments scattering around the room and her high-blood pressure into overdrive.

"Oh, Les!" She moaned at my grandpa, bustling off. "Why weren’t you watching her! Carrie, no-no, honey! Don’t eat that! No! Sweetie! Not in the fire! Here, give it to granny... "

My grandpa just grinned, and I judged that frostbite from walking across the street was preferable to dealing with the chaos of getting the tree back into shape. So I snuck out the back door and ran across the street. I took the stairs leading up the hill to Peggy’s door three at time; rang the bell and waited, freezing. Except for a light on in the front room, her house was dark. I could hear the chime from somewhere deep inside the house.

Nothing.

I hopped around on her porch trying to stay warm and rang the bell again, keeping my finger pressed to the buzzer, singing this little ditty: "Oh, come on, Peggy. Please. Open the door. Come on, come on, come on..."

A light went on in the hallway, and a second later, a bloodshot eyeball peeked out from around some gauzy curtains and squinted at me.

"Who’s there?"

"Mrs. Jones? Peggy?" I smiled at the eyeball and held up the plate of food. "It’s Devin. My grandma asked me to bring you some dinner?"

"Devin?" The eyeball blinked. "Mary’s grandson?"

"Yep. Peggy, Can I come in? It’s really cold out here, and I didn’t bring a coat."

"Devin?" She asked again, then the eyeball disappeared and the curtain fell back into place.

I spent the next few moments vainly trying to keep my hands from freezing, while behind the door, a chorus of locks, latches and chains were unlocked, unlatched and unchained. When the door finally opened, a wave of moist heat hit me like a blast furnace, and all the snot that had frozen in my nose started oozing down my face.

"Brrr. Thanks." I wiped my nose with the sleeve of my sweater and stepped into the hallway. I shivered, despite the heat inside the house. "My grandma said to tell you Merry Christmas, and she was sorry that...you..."

I hadn’t seen Peggy in years. John had stopped coming around after he started doing drugs and got into some trouble with the cops, but I kept up our secret liasons until Peggy’s husband fell ill, just before I started seventh grade. Mr. Jones had several strokes within a few months and required almost constant care, so it didn’t surprise me when Peggy decided that she couldn’t spend any more time with me.

Mr. Jones finally passed away about a year ago, and eventually Peggy became the neighborhood recluse - the goofy old lady that spooked the younger kids, never left her house, spied on her neighbors and gossiped over the phone with her few remaining friends.

"You’re all grown up. I didn’t even rec’nize you." She hiccupped.

We stood a moment, appraising each other. The old woman standing in front of me barely resembled the Peggy I remembered. Peggy was all dressed up, like she was ready to go out on the town, and reeked of alcohol. Her eyes were heavy and she slurred her greeting.

I had a distinct memory of her - a snapshot that was stuck in my head, of how she looked the afternoon she took my virginity. I knew she hadn’t been a young woman even then, but seeing her now shocked me with the realization of just how much time had quickly ticked past. The woman who had seemed so sweet to me then now looked small and worried, and the lush curves of her body that I’d kissed and caressed had melted into soft rolls of fat. Her long, silver hair was now cut short into a curly, cottony white puff around her rosy, pink face, and her eyes were puffy and bloodshot.

Finally Peggy smiled and held out her arms for me. Buried deep in that sad smile, I caught a tiny glimpse of the woman I had known.

"Devin? Sh’really you!" she slurred, and pulled me into a warm embrace.

"Thanks, Peggy. You look good."

"Phssh." She waved her hand in the air, spraying me with the smell of alcohol. She beckoned for me to follow her as she wobbled into the living room.

The house smelled foul; a horrible combination of booze and that awful, unwashed old-person smell; and over that, a sickly-sweet perfume. It made me want to gag. The heat and the smell got worse after Peggy shut the door, but I wrinkled my nose, gut checked, and followed her, carrying the cold plate with me. In the living room, the windows were all steamed over and she had the television turned on, but with no sound. On the screen, a black and white Jimmy Stewart was frantically discovering the true meaning of Christmas.

Other than the movie, I couldn’t see any evidence of the holiday in the house; except for a small card from my grandma that was displayed on the mantle, right next to a photo/greeting-card of some people that I guessed were Peggy’s son and his family. They were posed in front of a Christmas tree that was too big for the frame: a tall, unsmiling man with salt-and-pepper hair, standing stiffly behind a grim-looking scarecrow of a woman seated next to an equally unhappy looking pair of teenage girls kneeling on the floor. They were all dressed in their starched, Sunday Best, and one of the girls held a tiny, rat-like chihuahua in her lap. The dog was wearing a Santa hat, and looked like it was trying to bite the girls’ finger off. The caption read: ‘Happy Holidays from all of us!’.

"My son sent me that for Chris’mas. They live in Florida now." Peggy reached a small wet bar set against the wall. She used the countertop to steady her footing and navigated her way behind the bar. Then she looked up at me, squinting, and pulled out two big mugs from under the counter. "You look cold. Let’shh get you a Hot T-t-toddy."

"A what?"

She unstopped a bottle of rum and poured.

"H-hot Toddy," she slurred. "It’ll put sh’ome hair on your chest."

"Um, sure. Okay. Thanks Peggy."

I watched her prepare the drinks, and noticed her hands shaking when she finally handed me my cup.

"Cheers," she said, and clinked her mug against mine. She guzzled her drink while I took a sip, grimacing at the taste, then she flopped down on a flowery, plastic covered couch and patted the seat next to her. "Why don’t you sit down and keep me comp’ney?"

I’ve never been much of a drinker, and this tasted nasty. I tried to be discreet and set the mug on the coffee table along with the plate of food. Peggy’s head lolled around on the back of the couch with her eyes half closed, snoring quietly.

"Peggy?" I poked her shoulder. "You awake?"

She snorted and her body relaxed. The mug tipped out of her hands, spilling her drink all over her skirt. Didn’t faze her at all. I sighed and took the empty mug, setting it on the table with mine.

"Ah, Jeez."

Peggy was soaked to the skin, from her waist down. I couldn’t leave her like that, so I took her hands and pulled her off the couch with a grunt, then went in search of her bedroom. She woke up enough to mumble something about sticky fingers and stumble along with me to the staircase. I wrapped her arm around my neck and mine around her ample waist, and we slogged up the stairs to her bedroom. The door was open already, and Peggy slid halfway to the floor when I paused to flick on the lights.

Her room was like I remembered it, except I realized the bed didn’t look like it’d been slept in since the last time I was here, and the dresser was missing. Most of the knickknacks that were scattered here and there were missing too; and the wallpaper had light spots where pictures once hung. Everything was dusty and undisturbed.

Mentally, I smacked my head. Peggy must’ve moved downstairs to be closer to her husband after he got sick, and everything in this room got left behind, no longer needed.

Tough shit , I thought, I’m not gonna carry her back downstairs. No way. She can sleep up here tonight .

I tossed back the covers, then eased her down and stretched her out on the bed. I took off her shoes and set them on the floor; then stared at her wet skirt, trying to decide what I should do with that when Peggy reached over and grabbed me by the wrist.

" Whuahaa! " I yelped, and her eyes fluttered open.

Peggy glanced around the room while my heart settled down. "Devin? What’re you doing here? Why...wait, I ‘member, you brought food, I...I..." She squirmed a little, licking her lips. "Thir’sty." Then her eyes flew wide open and she clutched my arm. "Why am I all wet? Did I...Oh no, I didn’t..."

It took me a second to realize what the panic attack was all about.

"What? Oh! Oh, no, you didn’t p...I mean, you just fell asleep when we were sitting downstairs and spilled a drink. That’s all. I didn’t want you to sleep on the wet couch, so I brought you upstairs. I just kinda assumed your room was still up here, and..."

I trailed off with a shrug. Peggy slowly looked around the room, then settled her eyes back on me and relaxed her grip on my arm. She kicked her legs and grunted uncomfortably, jerking her hips into the air, trying to reach the zipper to her skirt.

"Will you help me wi’f this?" Peggy’s skirt had shifted around to the side; she was nowhere near the zipper.

"Sure. Here, let me..." I unbuttoned and unzipped her, and helped her pull the skirt off.

"Sh’till wet." Peggy hooked her fingers underneath the waistband of her panties, slip, and nylons and wiggled, pushing them down off her hips until they stuck around her thighs. She swore and collapsed back onto the bed, looking like she wanted to cry. "Help...?"

I could feel my face flush red at the sight of her pubic hair, and was suddenly a little dizzy. "Are you sure?"

Peggy just closed her eyes and nodded. I slipped her clothes down her legs, and helped her take off her jacket too. Then I pulled the covers over her and tucked her in.

"There you go Peg," I said. She smiled forlornly at me, and something made me lean over. I was going to just give her a kiss on the forehead, but she grabbed my arms and wouldn’t let go.

"W-will you stay here for a while?" She pleaded. "With me?"

My family was probably already wondering what happened to me. "Peggy, I should get back."

"Please, Devin?"

"I don’t..."

"Please. Please don’t go."

Something in her eyes did it. I sighed. "Can I use your phone to call my grandma’s, just to let them know I’ll be a little late?"

"But you’ll come back?"

I nodded. "I promise."

"Okay." She smiled, and I watched a tear trickle from the corner of her eye. "The phone’s in the kitchen."

"Be right back."

I slipped away from the bed and turned back to find her smiling at me, then I went downstairs to hunt for a phone.

 

 

"Did she like the dinner?"

My grandma seemed pretty excited when I told her that Peggy asked me to stay and watch the end of It’s a Wonderful Life with her.

"Oh...uh, yep. She sure did, grandma. Loved it. Peggy says to tell you thanks."

Grandma made a happy sound on her end of the line. "You two have fun. I’ll tell your mom you’ll be home after the movie."

"Okay."

"She says not to forget you’re going to your aunt’s for Christmas."

"Okay."

"You’ll remember?"

"Yeah, grandma. I’ll remember about tomorrow."

"Okay then. Bye-bye."

"Bye, grandma."

"Love you!"

"Love you, too."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

I sighed and hung up as grandma tried another "‘bye!", and assessed my options. I thought about leaving, just quietly walking home; but I promised I’d stay.

"Crap." I muttered to myself and tiptoed back upstairs. If I was lucky, she might’ve fallen back asleep. But no...

"Devin?" She whispered as I peeked into the doorway. "You came back?"

"Uh-huh."

The light from the hallway illuminated the room like a bad horror movie; all I could see was my shadow stretching out over the floor, with soft light framing Peggy’s head. The rest of the room was bathed in darkness. Peggy smiled and waved me inside. She clutched the covers up to her chest, and I noticed her arms were bare.

"Come in," she said, and I did.

"You okay?" I asked.

"I’m fine." Peggy smiled, shyly, and moved the covers. I blinked. Somehow she’d managed to take off her blouse, but not her bra, and was lying there waiting for me. "Will you shut the door, and come and sit with me?"

I did, and I did.

"Such a sweet boy, Devin. My sweet boy, all grown up." She whispered, and her hands fumbled with my belt. "All grown up," she said again, and I shivered as her hands gripped me. And in the dark, for a while, we tried to forget our past.

 

 

I got home quite a bit later than I expected. Everybody was already asleep; I could hear my mom snoring upstairs, even with all the doors closed. A shopping bag full of wrapped presents was on the floor by our Christmas tree, with a card for me pinned to the front. I opened the envelope and found a goofy-looking reindeer grinning back at me. ‘ Merry Christmas ’, it said, ‘ wait for us and we’ll open our presents together tomorrow before we go ’.

"Great," I mumbled, "sounds like a plan." I slipped the card back in it’s cheery red-and-green envelope, dropped it in the bag, and went to raid the ‘fridge.

 

 

On Christmas Day, my aunt Rachel (now on her third husband - a high-powered corporate lawyer named Arnold, or ‘Uncle Arnie’, as he wanted us to call him) invited all of us to their annual Christmas dinner party. Ol’ Arnie greeted us - my mom, my sister and I - at their huge front doors, and proceeded to give us the grand tour of the super-cool, huge fucking house they’d built, just in time for the party. We ooed and aahed at all the right places as he told us over and over how much it all cost.

That’s about when my headache kicked in. It was barely noticeable at first, just a dull ache in my temples. But it got worse.

We finished up the tour with a visit to the kitchen, where my aunt was watching my grandmother (Dad’s mom) supervise the caterers. She was standing with her arms crossed, tapping her foot impatiently, as my grandma bustled around, sticking her fingers into the pots and grimacing.

"Oh, Rachel! That’s not going to be finished in time! Why don’t I just..."

The guy in the chef’s uniform standing at the stove groaned audibly. Didn’t even faze my grandma, but my aunt wrinkled her nose at him and nodded.

"Mom, I’m sure the food’ll be fine. Marco’s been here with his crew for two days, they know where everything is, and I don’t think they need your help. Why don’t you go find Ashley and John and help them find their gifts under the tree." My aunt raised an eyebrow and spoke to her mom like she was a small child. "Hmn?"

My grandmother said something that sounded like, ‘tssk-tssk’, and waved her hand. My aunt rolled her eyes at her mom, and then grinned as she saw us walk into the kitchen.

"Hey!" she squealed, threw open her arms and rushed over to us.

Aunt Rachel hugged each of us, and gave me a tiny little peck on the cheek to go along with my bonecrusher. I’ve got to say, my aunt looked great, even after having two kids. During the early 70’s, just after my sister was born, she’d grown her hair out and wore it long and straight. She laughingly called that her pseudo-hippy period, when she wore tight buckskin pants and looked just like an indian princess. Now her hair was cut in a curly bob and she was dressed conservatively, wearing a dark blue skirt with a matching pinstriped jacket over a creamy, white silk blouse.

She looked every inch the proper lawyers wife.

"Dinner should be ready in a little bit, if mom quits fussing." She turned to her husband. "Arnie, will you do something about her?"

"Sure thing, baby." I grimaced as he kissed her. "C’mon, Marge. Let me show you the billiard room. I bet that’s where the grandkids are hiding."

"But...but...the food!" Grandma twittered as Arnie led her out of the kitchen.

Rachel put her hand to her eyes and shook her head. She and my mom shared a laugh, and then my aunt was forcing appetizers at us.

"Merry Christmas! Eat! Drink! Tell me what’s going on in the real world."

They giggled and chatted. After some small talk, my mom and my sister wandered off, leaving me alone with my aunt.

"Can I get you anything to drink? She opened a monstrous stainless steel fridge and bent inside. I admired her butt, felt my teen-age hormones kicking in.

"A Coke?"

"Comin’ up, Sweetie."

She pulled out two frosty bottles and popped the tops. She handed me one and put hers to her lips. She closed her eyes and sighed as she sipped, then she grinned at me.

"Nothin’ better than suckin’ on a cold bottle of pop."

"Mm." I agreed, grinning back.

"Your dad’s here, you see him yet?"

"Uh-uh." Just knowing he was in the same house made me feel a little sick.

"Waiting till the last minute?"

I nodded, and guzzled soda ‘till I burped.

"Classy. So, Dapper-Dan," she grinned at me over her Coke. "You dating anybody these days?"

I shrugged. "Kinda."

"Yeah?"

I nodded again.

"Just one?"

That made me grin and blush like a fool. My aunt grinned back.

"You like her?"

"Yep."

"She pretty?"

"I think so."

Aunt Rachel waited, her head cocked to the side and her eyebrows raised, this time at me .

"Well?" She asked.

I took a sip. Two could play at this game. "Well, what?"

"How pretty is she?"

"What d’you mean?"

"Pretty as me?" She posed for me, giving me her profile.

I shook my head. "No way."

"Sheesh. I thought I was gonna have to smack you."

"You know, I kinda like that sorta thing now."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Oh, really ?" My aunt gave me a shocked look, then she grinned and kissed my cheek. "Crazy kids these days; minds always in the gutter." She rubbed her lipstick smudge off with her thumb. "There." She sat back. "Shall we mingle?"

"Okay."

"You’ll be my date?"

"Sure."

"Because I wouldn’t want you to get embarrassed, seen with an older woman and all that. Now that you’ve got a girlfriend, I mean."

"S’okay. Really."

We clinked bottles and she took me by the arm, led me into the house and introduced me to about a hundred different people as her favorite nephew. I enjoyed her attention and everything seemed to go okay right up until dinnertime.

That’s when my dad fell off the wagon, in front of everybody.

Hard.

He’d been sober about six months, supposedly. I don’t really know much about what happened, but at some point in the evening he started walking around sipping a martini. My mom was ignoring him - badly - and then everything went to shit. My dad said something, my sister started crying and she and my mom ran to one of the dozen bathrooms. That caused a shouting match between my dad and my aunt, which ended with my dad slamming his drink back and roaring off in his middle-age-crisis convertible.

Dinner was a bit uncomfortable, but for some reason (pride?), we stayed. After dessert, I wandered off to find a quiet spot to be alone. I managed to locate a room on the fourth floor that didn’t contain any people, just an entertainment system with a big screen TV and a new leather couch. Not too much later, my aunt came looking for me. She found me sitting on the floor with my legs scrunched up to my chest. My head was pounding.

"Dev? You okay?"

She flicked on the light switch; I groaned and lifted my hand to block the glare. I hadn’t even realized the room was dark.

"Yeah. Just a bad headache."

"Oh...here." She clicked the switch again and the lights dimmed until I could just make out her profile. Then she shut the door and sat down on the couch next to me. "Is that better?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

I leaned my head back on the couch and sighed. The leather creaked as she settled in next to me and she ran cool fingers over my forehead.

"Is it okay if I rub your temples?"

"Sure," I said. "I’d like that."

My aunt scooted closer to me and my cheek rubbed against her knee. "Can you squeeze between my legs? I can’t quite reach." I leaned forward a little so she could move her leg behind my back. She stroked her fingernails through my hair, pulling me towards her. "There. Does that feel nice?"

Her skirt wouldn’t let her legs spread too far apart, and my shoulders were wedged tightly between her thighs. Despite the migraine, I was getting a boner.

"Mm-hmm."

"Your mom took your sister home." I half turned around, but she shushed me. "I told her you could stay here tonight. She said that would be okay. Or I could give you a ride home now, if you want."

My head felt like mush, so I grappled with that for a while. "I don’t want to make things any worse for you with Arnie. I mean, my dad, and my mom..."

"It’s okay."

"No. It’s not okay."

"Arnie understands, Dev."

My throat felt raw. "Sure he does."

"Don’t be a snot, Dev." She gave me a little pop on the top of my head. Then, "Look, I know he’s your dad. But he’s my brother. I get it; I understand how much all this hurts."

I didn’t know what to say to that, so I stayed quiet.

"Arnie knew he had a drinking problem years ago. He told me so the first night he and Mike met. And I didn’t believe him. I don’t think my folks believed it either, even when your mom split up with him." She paused for a second, but never stopped stroking my head. I waited her out. "None of us had any idea how bad it got, until this summer. I don’t know why, but Arnie agreed to let me ask your dad to help us when we were building this damn house."

That surprised me. "He did?"

"Yeah. It was awful. If Mike actually bothered to show up, he was too drunk to work." She sighed. "I don’t know why Arnie agreed to let him come tonight."

I chewed on that for a second. Something she said was bugging me, but it was waay off the subject.

"Don’t you like your house?"

"Hm?" She sounded lost. "It’s Arnie’s fucking house. I hate it."

I managed to turn halfway around. "Seriously?"

She nodded. "Yeah.

"Why? I mean, It’s so nice...and you and Arnie, and your kids..."

"Shit." She snorted. "I love my kids, and I suppose I still love Arnie, but..." She shrugged. "Your dad’s not the only person who didn’t wind up the way they expected."

"Wow. I mean, you guys seem so...happy."

She waved her hand. "You know what? I don’t even know most of the people here tonight. Except for you guys and my folks, they’re pretty much all Arnie’s family or his friends from work. Shit, I haven’t seen or talked to any of my old friends since we got married. I barely see my family."

"Wow. I’m sorry." I meant it, but saying the words felt feeble and completely inadequate. "Maybe I should go home. I mean..."

"No, no. It’s okay. Arnie’s too busy schmoozing to even notice I’m missing. Let’s just hide here and be quiet for a while?" She smiled down at me. "Dev, seeing you was the best thing that happened to me tonight."

She mussed my hair and I managed to smile around my thobbing head. "Sure."

"Good." She patted the couch next to her. "Come up here with me."

She took my hands and pulled. I crawled up onto the couch and ended up kneeling awkwardly with my face barely inches away from hers. We both blinked, and she ginned and patted her thighs.

"Here. Lie down."

I flipped over onto my back, snuck an arm under her thighs, and stretched out with my head pillowed in her lap. My aunt was soft and warm and sweet, and for the first time in a long, long time, I let myself relax and enjoy her touch and her smile. She gently stroked my face, and after a while, we both drifted away.

 

The clock on the entertainment system told me it was a little after four in the morning. I woke up feeling groggy, like my head was full of oatmeal. I was still lying on the couch, flat on my back, with my head on a fluffy throw-pillow. At first, I wasn’t sure what woke me. The house was quiet, settled. I figured the party was long over, and wondered if anyone had missed us.

I rubbed my eyes with my free hand and yawned; and I realized I wasn’t alone on the couch when my aunt shook and let out a small, quiet cry in her sleep. She was snuggled up against me with her head tucked under my chin, her hand resting on my chest, panting softly. The couch wasn’t all that wide, and she’d thown one of her legs over me, tangling it between mine. She moaned again and rubbed her face into my chest, clutching my shirt with her hand and wiggling her body against me.

"Uh," I whispered, and nudged her softly. "Hey, wake..."

That was all I managed, because my aunt rolled half on top of me. Her hand snaked up past my neck and she started to play with my hair. Her breath was coming in sharp little gasps now, and she straddled my thigh. Moisture seeped into my pant leg as she rubbed her crotch against me, and she started to kiss me, slowly, her soft lips brushing my neck and my chin. Her other arm slid up and her hands cupped my head, and she shifted her body completely on top of me. Suddenly I was hard as a rock, and she was gently riding me.

"Oh God..."

My aunt shivered and clutched me close, then she put her hands on my chest and pushed herself up. She stayed like that for a minute, with her back arched and her hands bunched into little fists, pulling my shirt into a ball. Her body twitched once, and twice, and I felt a warm flood spread over my pants. She collapsed on top of me, and her hands pulled my face close to hers, and she kissed me. Her lips pressed against mine and her little tongue flicked inside my mouth, tickling and probing.

I gently tried to push her away.

"Hey..."

"Sshh," she put a finger on my lips. I could barely make out her face in the darkness, but I thought she was smiling. "If you don’t want this, we’ll stop and I’ll take you home," she said. Then she reached down and stroked my cock through the wet spot in my pants. "Do you want me to stop?"

I didn’t really have to think about it. My aunt took my silence as her cue and she scooted her butt further down on my thighs. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped me, and I heard her grunt as she forced my pants down over my hips. I sprang free, and she bent over me, her hands gripping me tightly.

"Quiet now."

My aunt kissed the tip of my cock, licking the tip and then working her way down my shaft to my balls. I heard myself groan when she mouthed me. My hips jerked up into her face, pushing me all the way inside her mouth. Her hands circled under my ass, and suddenly I was five again, back in her old apartment. I wanted to tangle my hands in her hair and push her head down harder, but I didn’t touch her. I didn’t want to do anything that might make her stop, so I let her have her way.

My aunt slowly worked my cock, until I was ready to scream. I rammed my hands behind the pillow and squeezed it until I thought the stuffing might burst out, and listened to the soft, wet, slurping sounds, the little moans and groans, until she had me ready to pop my load. She stopped and kissed the tip once more, then crawled up until she straddled my hips again. She found my hands and pressed them to her breasts, making me squeeze them.

"Take it off," she panted. "Quick."

I didn’t ask what she wanted off. I found the collar of her blouse and yanked it open, popping buttons. I tore her blouse down to her waist and pulled it open, then ran my hands back up to her breasts. She was wearing a thin satin bra, and I pulled the straps down over her shoulders until her hard little nipples popped into my hands. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me, softly kissing her neck, her shoulders, her breasts.

My aunt was trying to pull up her skirt, but it stuck at the bottom of her butt. "Shit..." she grunted, pulling away. "Dammit."

I grinned and wrapped my arms around her. I ran my hands over her ass until I found the hem of her skirt, and then gave it a good pull. I heard the material rip and felt it split open, and then I was doing the same to her silk slip. She bent over me, and her tits rubbed my chest. I settled the material up around her waist and played with her ass for a minute. She was kissing me hard, shoving her tongue into my mouth and grinding her pussy onto my dick.

"Come on, come on..." she panted.

I wrapped my fists around a handful of nylons and panties and ripped them away from her ass, tearing a huge hole in her stockings and ripping her panties in half. Her wet pussy immediately found my dick, and she swirled her hips in a circle as she settled down on me. Then the whole world just slipped away, leaving just the two of us, alone in the dark.

 

 

And that’s something you just don’t tell a girlfriend.

Trust me.

The Cousin

Pink Lips on Taboo Stories

"The Cousin"

Mikey grabbed his younger cousin and pulled her into a dark corner out of sight. "What are you doing?" demanded Sheena, who's his younger cousin.  Placing his hand under her skirt and feeling every inch of her lil round covered bottom, Mikey replied, "I'm feeling yo ass, what else does it look like I'm doing?" "Well stop it or I'm going to tell yo momma" yelled Sheena. She always knew that Mikey was fresh, but it never dawned on her that he would get fresh with his own younger cousin. Her parents were separated, and she lived with her mom, but occasionally she came to visit her dad. Her dad lived not too far from Mikey, and since they were the only other relatives known of in that state, Dad figured that it would be best fo
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r her to spend lots of time with her cousin and Aunt.
  Of course, he just wanted her out of the house so he could go about drinking and smoking as usual. It was those same habits that caused him and mom to break up, and yet, those same habits prevented him from even wanting to establish a relationship with his own daughter. She use to like visting in town to see her Aunt at least. And even Mikey was cool back then. But the past two years really changed him. Mikey was as fresh as could be. He made inappropriate comments to any girl who was younger or older than him, and he loved to touch girls in places where he shouldn't. The first time she discovered how fresh Mikey really was happened on a warm Sunday morning when they decided to play tag. Sheena remembered it as if it was yesterday. How Mikey chased her round and round in circles.
  It was all in good fun, but what he did when he caught her was forever burned in the back of her mind. She remembered him throwing her down on the grass, pulling her little skirt up to her belly button, and while keeping her pinned against her protests, he slipped his hand in between her legs. No matter her yells, and no matter her pleas, her cousin just wouldn't stopped. She never forgot that day and it seemed that things hadn't changed a bit with Mikey. Here he was, again, making every effort to feel her in places he shouldn't. He wasn't that much older than her. As a matter of fact, Mikey was only two years older. Sheena elbowed Mikey quickly in the side and moved out of reach. Glaring she shook her head at him, "Mikey, what's the matter with you? I use to think that you were cool, but you've changed. You're always trying to touch me, and you're always talking dirty words to me. I have a good mind to tell your momma. But I'm not, cuz your momma will tell my daddy and then we both will get in trouble."
  Mikey clutched at his side and with a grimace he whispered, "You can do whatever you want, Sheena, but one day I'm going to take your cherry and you won't be able to stop me.".....Sheena had never seen Mikey mad so all of this came as a shock, but when he mentioned her cherry she was totally clueless. "What the heck do you mean my cherry?" Mikey looked over at her and massaged his groin through his jeans, "One day, Sheena, I'm going to take your cherry, your innocence, your virginity you know...I'm going to make you bleed, and it's gonna hurt, and you're gonna cry for your momma and daddy but they won't be there to stop me or help you. And then I'm gonna cum in you, I'm going to squirt so much of my load in you, you gonna have a baby too".
  Sheena shot Mikey an angry glance, "Don't you dare say that! You better stop saying such dirty things before I run and tell my daddy right now!!! I swear, I'm not going to come and see you and Aunty anymore, cuz you're mean and fresh!!, yelled Sheena. Sheena couldn't believe the words she heard coming out of Mikey's mouth. After all he was her cousin. And because of her age, she knew very little about sex, but she knew enough to know that she was indeed a virgin so he had been right about that part........... "Sheena" whispered Mikey, "I really wanna show you something. I don't want you to be scared. I like you. I'm your cousin so I would never hurt you. I love you like a cousin should and I want to show you my love" pleaded Mikey.
  Show me his love? wondered Sheena, what the heck could he possibly mean? She looked over at Mikey. He seemed to be genuine and as much as she hated to admit to herself right now that she was totally clueless, she was. "What do you mean show me your love? You and Aunty and everyone else shows me love everytime y'all get a chance to visit me" replied Sheena. Mikey softly replied, "I know babygurl, but the love I wanna show you is different. Don't you see? I want to show it to you in a different way. Follow me in the back and I'll explain". Mikey took of in a haste towards the back room which wasn't populated at all. Sheena was indeed very reluctant to follow. Within the past few minutes of reuniting with her Aunt and cousin again on another visit to her Dad's, Mikey had managed to feel her up in less than 15 minutes of seeing her.
  Her gut instinct warned her not to follow him in the back of a totally deserted room. After all, she knew good and well that the chances of him doing something far worse in an isolated room was even greater. She swallowed hard but decided that she wasn't going to let her fears overcome her. If she had to, she would just have to tell Mikey's mom about him touching her in private places upon her every visit. But first she decided to venture in the back and see what this lil bad ass had up his sleeve this time..........................

Mikey shut the door behind her. She couldn't help but scream!! Here he was standing in only his boxers and socks. And something was bulging out of his boxers. She took a few steps back until her backside was pressed firmly against the wall. "It's ok, cous, I'm not going to hurt you. For once, I want you to trust me. I want you to give it to me, your cherry, pleaseeeeeee" begged Mikey. What was he thinking wondered Sheena. Here he was in his boxers and socks pleading on her to take off her clothes and let him stick that....that........that hard thing into her. From looking at his boxers and seeing the force his bulging was causing at his underwear seams, she doubted that she would have wanted that touching her anywhere on her bare skin. She was trying to think of alternatives now.
  She could run, but Mikey excelled in running, and no doubt that running would make him even more excited. She could scream, but then he might panic, cover her mouth and overpower her and really have his way with her. She could play along and pray that her Aunty had the sense to notice that she was missing and come looking for her and hopefully find her in time before Mikey had a chance to touch her. Or she could play dead. As much as she wanted to play dead, she figured that Mikey would have known better. She kept her mouth shut. But obviously Mikey was waiting for an answer from her. His breathing was quickening with each waiting moment. And......and.........and........to her surprise, he was touching the bulge erected from his boxers......Though it was still in his boxers, he was gripping it and stroking it back and forth in rhythmitic motions. She began wondering if Mikey was a virgin, but knew there was no way he could have been. More often than that, she wondered why he insisted on taking hers. She was his cousin after all!!
  Mikey sighed and wondered what crazy thoughts was going through his little cousin's mind right now. Either way, he told her what he wanted and she only stood there, as if in a trance. She went mute on him and had yet to give him a response. He was growing impatient by the minute and his cock was growing harder by the seconds. His cock was pulsing and throbbing and he could feel spots of wetness on the front of his boxers from his pre-cum. Oh goodness he wanted nothing more right now than to grab his younger cousin and steal her cherry from her. Since he was sure that she wasn't going to voluntairly give it to him, it didn't seem like a bad idea after all. He began thinking of possible consequences if he did chose to take it by force. He just wasn't sure if he would enjoy it more that way or better if she willingly gave it to him. Either way, his balls sac was tightening, he needed to cum...............
  Finally Mikey had all that he could take. He lowered his boxers and slipped them off from around his ankles. He stood completely naked in front of Sheena with the exception that he still had his socks on. His cock was well of for someone his age. It was thicker rather than longer. Sheena's eyed traveled over every detail of his cock. He had a deep rosey tanned complexion compared to her. She had a natural golden tan complexion. His cock was the same color, but his balls sac was red. The skin on the tip of his cock had a deep pink shade to it. More than that, he must have started growing puberty hair over the summer, because there were a few scraggly hairs over his cock. He was still holding his cock, but now he moved closer to her until he was only a few inches from her. He was staring intensly into her eyes, and Sheena knew that regardless of what she chose to do, Mikey's mind was set on taking her cherry. She began to cry softly. She heard of the stories about how a girl bleeds and how it hurts a whole lot. Of all the things Mikey ever did to her, she didn't want him to hurt her. Mikey paused, "What's the matter? Why are you crying? I'm not going to hurt you, baby cous. You have to believe me."
  "I'm scaaaared", cryed Sheena. Mikey reassured her that it would be ok. He didn't hesitate to tell her that it would hurt alot, but he told her that he would dry every tear and he would be very gentle with her.
"Shhhhhhhhhhh.............it'll be okay. I'll be gentle lil cous, I promise, okay?" whispered Mikey. Sheena's eyes filled with tears. "p-p-pleaaasseee don't hurt me....please Mikey. Please let me go back upfront where everyone is. Pleaseee", begged Sheena.  
 And as if her prayers were answered, the door opened and in came Sheena's dad. His face immediately turned several shades redder. A look of shock and disgust was on his face. It was clear and obvious that he was ashamed of Sheena and her cousin, Mikey. But at the same time highly curious as to what the two of them were doing in the back, by themselves, with Mikey completely naked. Sheena quickly started giving excuses though her dad would hear none of it. He stared hard at Mikey as if to burn holes straight through him with his gaze. Well, Mikey got the picture. He quickly got dressed and without saying another word, he ran upfront. Sheena was still in the corner, slightly trembling, unable to control the tears that streamed down her cheeks. Her dad silently walked over and gently inquired as to what took place. She stammered a few times, but gradually found the courage to tell him how Mikey insisted on sticking his privates in hers. She was quite ashamed at having such a talk with her daddy, but who else could she tell at the time?
Her dad nodded for her to go on until she had told him from beginning to end what all had taken place. He knelt down beside her and gently looked in her eyes before asking, " Sheena, did he take your..........??....."
Sheena looked at her daddy with tears spilling down her now rosy cheeks. Her dad started again, "Luv, did Mikey take your cherry? your virginity? Did he stick any hard thing in you?. Of course, even to hear her dad asking such questions, though she knew he had her best interest at heart, it automatically made her start trembling.
Furious beyond recognition, Sheena's Dad flipped over a nearby desk and stormed out after Mikey. "Just what the hell did you do to my daughter?, yelled sheena's Dad. "How dare you violate her? How dare you touch her in such an inappropriate manner?", raged her dad.
Mikey calmly replied. "What's it to you? So what if I touched her? So what if I had some fun with her? Of course I hadnt done any of the above, but I did show her my dick and I did ask her to let me put it in her". "Mikey, you are my nephew. But don't think for one minute that if you harmed my daughter that I wouldn't hesitate to hit you into a whole other world", yelled Dad. Mikey considered before replying. "But Uncle, I want........I want........I wanted to get Sheena pregnant. I want to give her my seed.
"Come again?", shouted Sheena's dad. "I do believe that I didn't hear right. You want to get my daughter, YOUR COUSIN, pregnant??!! When HELL freezes over!" raged Sheena's dad. And with that, Sheena's Dad gripped his groin through his pants, and quietly spoke " Mikey, if you ever so much as touch my daughter intimately again, I will stick my cock so far up your ass, you'll bleed like a woman, got it?"...."ummm yes sir", replied Mikey.........And from that day forth, the only time Mikey touched Sheena was in his dreams.......At least for now.....

Meeting New People I; The Bakery

Chris7BA on Taboo Stories


 So here I am now, living out here in California with my sister, trying to make a new start after Mom forced me out of the house. I slept on the couch of the flat my sister used while her friend lived in Japan on deployment. I tried not to think of where I would live when my sister ended up going on deployment, being in the Navy also, but I pushed that to the back of my mind.

Everyday, she would spend most of the sunlight hours at work, and after a few days, I exhausted her friend's VHS collection in the apartment. The cable proved to be piss-poor, so after a few hours, I decided to finally leave the apartment and explore the town I now called home.

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ed a few blocks, as the only things around the apartment complex being a couple of gas stations, and eventually came upon a small shopping center. Forgoing the laundromat, insurance agent and religious items store, I ended up going into the little Mexican bakery at the end of the center.

The interior looked too weird to me to be a bakery. The space felt cool and looked clean, but the fluorescent lights made the store much dimmer than it should have been. And red vertical blinds worked too well keeping out the natural light from the only window. To me, it seemed more like a small cafe for lovers than a bakery.

 I waited only a few moments before a small woman appeared from the back. She looked young and pretty, not fitting the look of someone I expected to be working in a Mexican bakery during a weekday morning. She wore a green shirt and black pants on her ample frame, completing the ensemble with a white apron. She beamed a bright smile at me.

 "Hi there. How can I help you?"

"Uh, hi. I'm just looking around. I'm new to this area, so I decided to look around, and came into your store. First place I've been to here."

 "Oh, well then let me extend you a welcome to our community. It's small, but nice anyway. My name is Carmen. Here, let me give you a piece of pan dulce, on the house."

 I took a bite of the bread, a half-circle decorated with a maze of chocolate powder, and nodded my approval. Since she still stood at the counter, delighted in my enjoyment of the bread, I decided to chat her up a bit.

 "This is good. Do you make the bread here?"

 "No, my husband does. He makes it every morning."

 I paused mentally, feeling my chances with her waning a bit. I decided to press on anyway. "Oh, is he here right now?"

 "No, he drove to Anaheim to catch the Angels game. He's always loved the Angels, no matter how far away we move."

 "Can I ask you why it's so dark in here? I think it would do a lot for the store if you let in a bit more sunlight."

 "We don't like to keep the blinds open. My husband and I are afraid that the looks we get from some of the people that live here will finally scare away the regular customers we do have."

 "Looks," I asked, cautiously.

 "Gossip that has spread around."

 "About you," I queried, again watching my proverbial step.

 "About me, about my husband, even about my son; in a small place like this, gossip can kill a business faster than it can kill a reputation."

 "Well, I don't mean to be rude, but can I ask what some of the gossip is?"

 She shot me a wry smile before answering, "To start, the fact that my son is 16 and I'm only 32."

 "That's not a big deal," I told her, dismissing her comment with a wave of my hand, trying my best to score points with her hubby away. "So, you and your husband had a child when you were still in your teens. Like that doesn't happen nowadays?"

 "There's also talk of me sleeping around, and that our son is gay. My husband and I are also accused of committing incest with our son."

"Oh my God," I exclaimed, "those are horrid accusations. Why would people say those things about you and your family?"

 "Because some people just can't keep their big mouths shut."

 "What? You mean the accusations are true?"

 "After living in a town this small, you think people would have the tact to not spread stories of what they've experienced, especially when it's sexual."

"Okay, I'm sorry, but I have to ask. I understand about the sleeping around and the being gay. What I have trouble wrapping my brain around is why with your son?"

 "Are you shocked," she asked.

"Not as much as I thought I would be."

 She smiled at that. "When we figured out that people weren't being as discreet as they should have been, we talked about ways of filling our desires that didn't involve going to strange clubs in strange places. And in a moment of drunkeness, our son brought up the suggestion of him getting what he wanted from his father, and giving what his mother wanted. When we started that first time, it was awkward, but we soon forgot our incertitude. Now, we don't even bat an eyelash."

 "Wow," I said, the only thing I could think to say after her story.

 "What's the matter," she asked, coming around the counter towards me. "Did I distress you?"

 I unconsciously took a step back as she approached; "Uh, well, it's just that, I, um..."

 She stood against me, her face level with my chest. She looked up at me and smiled, her hazel eyes twinkling, as she pressed her small hand against my crotch. "Mmmm, you do feel a bit bothered to me."

 She reached behind her to untie the apron when I snapped out of my flustered daze. I grabbed her hands before they could finish their job. I leaned in close to her, her lips inches from mine; "Just leave the apron on." I kissed her, her tongue coaxing mine into her mouth where she sucked on it. I ran my hands all over her curves, slowly separating her from her clothes, loving the feel of her flesh. She pushed back from me until she leaned against the counter.

 "Lock the door behind you. It's so good to have new blood in this town."

She kicked off her plastic clogs and slowly slipped her pants down her legs, writhing her body down as she did. She left them in a pile on the floor, the apron hiding my view of her black panties, before starting on her shirt. She slipped her arms out and pulled it off of her torso, careful not to pull the apron off with it. Her tits looked beautiful as they were now constrained by the apron only. I could note a bit of a sag, but nothing that would keep her from being described as beautiful. Though not slim, I found her to be round only in all the right places. I moved in, kissing her as my hands softly ran around her stomach, up her sides where I cupped the sides of her tits, and back down until my hands ran circles over the cotton-covered mounds of her ass.

 "Not here," she said, taking my hand in hers, "let's go to the back."

 She led me to the back of the shop. Four large steel tables sat spotless. Two large ovens lined one of the walls. She stopped at the edge of a table before she turned and kissed me again. I reached behind her again and slipped the panties down her legs where they fell to the floor. I gripped her waist and picked her up effortlessly until her ass made contact with the cold steel. Her breath caught, goose bumps broke out all over her white skin, and her dark brown nipples pressed against the fabric of the apron. I leaned my head over and kissed the side of her tit, nuzzling her nipple with my tongue, while one of my hands spread her thighs, allowing me to slowly rub her pussy and clit. She threw her head back and began to moan softly.

She slid her foot up my thigh and pressed it against my crotch before massaging me through my jeans with her foot. I slipped a finger inside of her pussy and thrust it in her hard the harder she made me with her foot. After moments of this, I pulled away from her, quickly undoing my jeans and slipping them down until my cock sprang out. She spread her legs even wider, bracing her feet on the edge of the table, the hem of her apron the only thing between me and her pussy as I moved to enter her. I folded the hem up and she took my cock in her little hand and guided me into her wet pussy.

 She threw her head back again and yelled out as I pushed my entire length into her. She then regarded me, a rather savage look on her face, and spoke to me in a low growl, "C'mon, fuck me. Fuck me good."

 I slowly pulled out of her and then back in again, pulling almost entirely out of her pussy and then pushing back in completely. She wrapped her arms around my neck and emitted low grunts with everyone of my thrusts. When I picked up my pace, the grunts turned to sighs and breathy moans. I ran my hands up her legs until I gripped her waist, allowing me to fuck her faster and harder. She then unwrapped her arms and braced herself against her elbows, leaning her body back. Her tits slipped out from behind her apron, and I took the nipple of one of her massive globes in my mouth before I felt myself building. I pounded into her pussy harder, making her tits jiggling. As I started to cum, I fucked her fast, pistoning in and out of her pussy, causing her to scream with every thrust before she clamped down on my cock, draining me of the last of my cum. Her body shuddered and convulsed as she came down from her orgasm. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and gazed at her face. Her smile returned. I reached behind her and undid her apron at last, taking it off of her. I ran my hands all over her luxuriant body before leaning down and kissing her abundance.

 But she stopped me short.

 "As much as I'd love to continue this and its obvious outcome, you have to let me up. My son will be here soon, not to mention some of my more elderly customers."

 "Your son," I said incredulously, "it's One O' Clock, at the latest."

 "They're taking CST's today. They always get out early when they take tests like that."

 She left me in the back as I saw her slide down from the table, gather up her apron and panties, and bounded her copious body around to the front of the store. I pulled up my boxers and jeans, and after composing myself I too walked to the front. She stood there, already completely dressed, fixing the apron around herself.

 "Go open it," she said, motioning towards the door. I unlocked it and as I opened it, a young man slightly shorter than me, with a backpack slung over his shoulder, came to a halt just inches from me. He looked at my face for a second or two before looking me up and down. He smiled and pushed past me into the bakery.

 "Hola, mamá," he said, kissing Carmen on the cheek. He turned and looked back at me before whispering something into Carmen's ear. She whispered something back to him and they both broke out into laughter. Just then, I felt the door open behind me.

 I spun around and I ended up frightening a small, older woman. Carmen noticed, and came running from behind the counter. "Aye Maria, don't be afraid. It's all right."

 "Who is this," the older woman asked. "Is he here to help out when your husband isn't here?"

 I smiled a bit at this, but quickly pushed it from my face. Carmen eyed me with that mischievous look before returning her attention to the older woman. "Yes Maria, he's here to help out Miguel and me when Guillermo isn't here. He's new to town, so it was nice that he happened here when he did."

 "A sort God-send, no," the woman commented.

 "Miguel, why don't you take him into the back and have him help you while I attend to La Señora Jimenez."

 Miguel smiled and motioned for me to join him. It might just have been me, but I think the smile resembled the one his mother gave me before she walked to the back of the store.

 In fact, Miguel ended up leaning against the very table where his mother and I fucked. Looking at him closely, I saw that his soft facial features genetically belonged to his mother, but the rest of him lacked anything soft. He wore clothes that showed his cut muscles and he stood broad and very masculine.

 "Well, if you couldn't guess, I'm Miguel, Carmen's son."

 I didn't feel like making small talk, or insulting the boy's intelligence. "I take it your mom told you."

 "We tried being normal, satiating ourselves in the normal manner; but people opened their mouths instead of keeping quiet, and soon we were branded. If we continued on in that manner, we would have proven the rumors true. So, we decided to take care of things in-house. But, if there comes someone new, someone we can get at before the gossip-mill influences them; why shouldn't we take advantage?"

 "So, you don't have an outlet other than your dad?"

 "Ocassionally, I do. I'm on sports teams at school, so when we have a party, and one of my teammates gets too drunk, he always wants to find out if the rumors about me are true. I never bring it up after that, and they end up so ashamed of themselves for having given in to something so 'disgusting,' so I have nothing to worry about. But there are just times when Dad gets frisky for my ass, and I'm always in the mood. Just like I'm hoping right now that you don't have any 'pecadillos.'"

 He reached for the button on my pants, and I let him unsnap it without the least bit of protest. In fact, I found myself aroused at the prospect of fucking this 16 year-old guy. He pulled down my boxers and jeans until he exposed my cock, the second time that day in that store. He started tugging on my cock, making me hard again, before dropping to his knees and taking it into his mouth. He moved quickly, bobbing his head up and down on my cock, pausing now and then to suck on the head of my cock. Now came my turn to throw my head back in pleasure. I knew that Carmen wouldn't want me making a sound back here, and I did my best to stifle the moans desperate to come out of my mouth. I could tell that Miguel no longer needed practice at this deed, and enjoyed his expert motions.

 I suddenly felt hands slide underneath my t-shirt, running over my torso. The hands belonged to Carmen. When Miguel noticed her, he pulled my cock out of his mouth and spoke to her, "Good Mom, just in time. Take over for me."

 Carmen moved in front of me, untying the apron and removing her green shirt again, finally standing topless. She then got down on her knees and rubbed my hard cock on her large, bare tits before taking it into her mouth. All the while, Miguel stood up and started to strip. As soon as he pulled off his boxers, he lifted himself up on the same table I fucked his mom on and assumed the same position she did.

 "Okay Mom, let him come."

 I didn't need any encouragement. Both Miguel and Carmen worked me into a lather and I wanted nothing more than to get off, no matter what hole I hit or who it belonged to. I moved forward, pressing the head of my cock against Miguel's asshole. He moaned gently as the head of my cock slid into his ass. I pushed in slowly until I buried myself inside of him. The tightness of his ass felt wonderful. I worked him slowly, getting lost in the moment. I snapped out of it when I saw Carmen's hand stroke Miguel's cock. I grabbed Miguel's thighs and started to fuck his ass a little faster. And then I couldn't believe when a naked Carmen jumped on the table and got in a 69 position, taking her son's cock in her mouth as she settled her pussy on his face. This, combined with Carmen's silky hair rubbing against my stomach when I thrust into Miguel, drove me completely nuts. I fucked Miguel's ass as hard as I could, ramming into him. I stopped long enough to reach over and pinch Carmen's nipples before fucking Miguel's ass fast enough that I let loose inside of him. I pumped until I drained every drop in Miguel's ass.

 Carmen arose, cum staining her lips and chin, and she looked up at me, enormous tits hanging free beneath her.

 "I hope we're not done for today."

Mom's Evening Part 2

mecklin on Taboo Stories

I had worked on my paper for a couple of hours and talked to Karin who could barely talk because           of her cold. Cary called about 8:30pm and I picked him up and we went and hung out with a bunch          of our  friends. He had to be home by midnight. His Dad was a CHP officer and pretty strict even      though he was 18. I dropped him off just before midnight. It was about 12:15am when I pulled into          the garage at home. I knew Mom was home because there were lights on in the living roo

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m. When I  walked into the dark kitchen from the garage I could here soft music playing in the living room. I        peeked around the corner of the door. Holy shit Mom was in the center of the room swaying and      moving in time to the music. The frilly red bra and panties she was wearing didn't cover much and the   black thigh highs and 5 inch white stilletto's made her look sexy as hell as she moved in time to the      music. There was a black man seated in a kitchen chair in the center of the room.

"So Ben, do I look as good as I used to when I danced at your club in college?" Mom asked. Her       hands rubbed her thighs before moving up to caress her cunt through her frilly panties. Her hands       moved on moving sensuously over her bare stomach to her breasts squeeziing and cupping them         slowly before tweaking her thick nipples through the frilly bra. Her hands moved sexily into her hair         thrusting her breasts out. The whole time her body never stopped moving in time to the music writhing     like a snake. "Well Ben?" Mom said asking again. She was swaying and moving right in front of him.

"Damn Mary Jane you look better than ever. You're sexier, more mature," Ben answered his hands reaching out for Mom.

"No Ben, you know the rules. No touching," Mom said giggling as she moved away. "I guess we're      going to have to use these after all Ben." Mom moved over to the coffee table and picked up 2 pairs         of handcuffs before moving behind the chair. She took his wrists and cuffed them to the cross rung            of the chair crossing them so he couldn't slide his hands to one side or the other. "There Ben now your hands will stay out of trouble," Mom grinned standing in front of him writhing as she danced to the        music. She moved up straddling the chair and his groin squatting as she ground her panty covered       crotch against his groin dry fucking him. "Mmmmmmm your big cock is hard Ben." My own cock   throbbed in my shorts while I watched Moms lascivious display.

"Oh fuck Mary Jane, stop, pleeeeeeeaaase stop, you're gonna, make me cum," Ben gasped just as      Mom ground hard against his crotch and then stood up and backed away. "Damn you," Ben hissed   through clenched teeth fighting the orgasm. "Shit I have a wet spot on my slacks."

"Poor Baby," Mom laughed. "You need a break and a drink to calm down Ben. You still drink vodka      on the rocks Ben?" Mom asked still laughing.

"Yes, damn it. Cielia is gonna kill me," Ben growled while Mom started for the dark kitchen where I       was. Shit I was busted for sure. I scrambled out onto the porch.

"Scottie, Honey I know you're here. I heard the car," Mom whispered turning on the kitchen light.      "Come on Baby where are you?"

"On the service porch Mom," I finally whispered. What the hell there was no use hiding from her if           she knew I was here. I heard the stiletto heels moving across the floor. "Damn Mom you are so hot!"          I exclaimed almost forgetting to whisper as she came toward me in the dim light.

"Enjoying the show Honey?" Mom asked pressing herself up against me and then answering her own question. "I guess you are Baby. That big Dick of yours is hard." I spun her around so her back was          to me and ran my hand down into her frilly panties. "Mmmmmmm yea Honey," Mom gasped jerking  against my finger when I found her clit before hooking a finger into her wet cunt. "Please Baby, wait a      little bit. It'll be better, I promise," Mom whispered breathing hard jerking against my finger.

"Christ Mom, I'm so hard now I'm ready to cum," I gasped trying to keep my voice low while I       pulled my hand out of Moms panties. "Are you going to fuck him Mom?" I asked keeping my voice       low.

"Yes, but not until after I've fucked you in front of him. You're going to be my young boy friend       Mickey and you can't call me Mom. Can you remember to call me Mary Jane or Honey, anything      except Mom. Can you remember that? Oh my you are hard," Mom said kneeling and pulling my         shorts down. My cock was in her mouth and I was already dripping precum. "Mmmmmmmm," Mom hummed softly.

"Shit Mom, I'm gonna cum," I hissed through clenched teeth while my cock throbbed and my balls        went out the end of my cock. "Damn Mom you got such a hot mouth," I whispered when she finally stopped sucking my cock and stood up.

"There that ought to hold you for awhile. I love the taste of hot cream," Mom said licking her lips. "Remember what I told you Baby and when you fuck me do it slow make me beg for it. We'll do it    doggie and when you cum make sure you're as deep as you can get in my cunt. Go flush the toilet         Baby, I better get back," Mom said while I went and flushed the toilet off the service porch. Mom           was pouring vodka over ice when I returned. She took a slug out of hers and grinned at me before     turning out the light and returning to the living room.

"Damn it Mary Jane where have you been? It took you long enough to make the drinks," Ben          growled when Mom returned holding the 2 glasses.

"Her have a sip of this," Mom said holding the glass of vodka up to Ben's lips. "Have you calmed         down now Ben?" Mom asked grinning. "Sorry I took so long. I needed to go potty."

"Yea, I guess," Ben responded. "Give me another swallow." Mom held the glass up and Ben              drained half of it. "Look at that damn big spot on my slacks," He grumbled while Mom giggled.

"Maybe we should take them off so you don't have anymore accidents," Mom said still giggling as           she set the glasses on the table. Mom got his belt loose and unbuttoned the waist band before        unzipping Bens slacks. I had moved out the other door and was in a position where I could see    everything. Mom pulled his slacks and boxer shorts off and tossed them on the couch. Shit the guy      wasn't circumsized and his cock was bigger than mine even though it was only half hard.  "Maybe            we better unbutton your shirt too," Mom said sitting on Ben's lap grinding her panty covered crotch     against his bare cock while she unbuttoned his shirt. "There isn't that better Ben."

"Mary Jane, please honey, oh damn you," Ben gasped. His cock was fully hard and dripping precum    when Mom stood up straddling the chair.

"More vodka Ben?" Mom asked reaching over and picking up his glass. Ben drained it while Mom        held it to his lips. "That's good Baby, you'll stay hard for hours now," Mom giggled reaching down          and stroking his hard cock. "You'd fuck just about anything now wouldn't you Ben?" Mom asked            still giggling as she jogged her hand up and down his long cock.

"Yes, yes, Mary Jane, pleeeeeeeaase, uuuuuuuuhhhhh fuck, here it cuuuuuuums," Ben cried arching          his ass off the chair just as Mom let go of his cock. "No, no, pleeeeeeeaase Baby finish it," Ben        pleaded with Mom as a little cream dribbled out the end of his cock dripping onto the floor.

"Now, now, what would Cielia say if she saw you like this? Poor thing wouldn't know what to                  do would she Ben? Maybe I should call her and tell her where you are," Mom laughed walking              over and putting another CD in the player. The poor guy was in misery and Mom wasn't helping.           "Did you use her at the club to make money like you did the rest of us Ben, turning us into whores."

"No, no, she's never worked at the club. She's never even been there. She's a bookkeeper, an     accountant. She has a job at a large company," Ben cried out as Mom moved over behind his               chair and leaned down running her hands down his bare chest.

"I know Ben. You met her in Mexico five years ago. She works for the same company I do. In               fact she works for me. I saw your picture on her desk. How do you think I found you? Cielia told            me where you'd be tonight," Mom said laughing. "Oh and by the way, you remember those pills              you used to give the guys with big bank rolls at the club so they'd stay hard and fuck us all night long.        You remember that Ben?" Mom laughed stroking his cock again. "Well I put one in your vodka."

"Oh shit, don't do this to me Mary Jane. You were always my favorite girl. I even wanted to marry        you. You know it's true cause I asked you. Oh God you're going to ruin my marriage. Please Mary       Jane, I've got a 3 year old son," Ben was begging almost in tears. "I love her, she's so naive."

"Nonsense Ben, nobody is going to ruin your marriage and she's not as naive as you think. Cielia is    bisexual Ben, she likes women too. I think you need another drink," Mom said letting go of his              cock and moving to the kitchen to fix the drink. This was like a soap opera and I wondered what             the hell was going on. I rushed back to the kitchen to question Mom.

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Little Juicy Lucy Pt 2

 

That night I could not sleep as my mind was full of little Lucy and me playing with her little Pussy through her Panties.  I knew that I would not be satisfied until I got to see her Pussy in the flesh and kissed it as well.  At about 3am I could stand it no more as my cock was as hard as I had ever felt and I knew I would get no sleep until I had taken care of it.  My wife was fast asleep so I pulled back the bed clothes and rolled her on her back.  I pulled down the shorts she was wearing and pushed her legs apart and then without any warning I pushed my cock deep into her Cunt.  It was almost rape but I did not care as I started to fuck her as hard as I could.  She awoke to me Fucking her and at first she tried to push me away but after a couple of hard thrusts she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me deeper into her cunt and said, “ OOO what has got into you, never mind Just FUCK ME HARDER, OOOO that’s Good, Heee I am Cumming”  and she shook and shuddered and her cunt muscles gripped my Cock and I came as well and I spurted load after load of cum into her.

 

I was gasping for breath and my cock wilted and I slipped out of her and I fell onto my back on the bed.  Rosie my wife was gasping as well and after a few minutes she said, “Well that was a nice surprise and the best Fuck I have had  for…. Oh for at least 5 years…. What got into you…..No don’t answer that I just hope that it gets into you again and that you will wake me up like that more often, it was lovely.  She then lent over and lightly kissed me on the lips then padded through to the bathroom for a Pee.  I fell asleep and the next thing I knew it was Sunday Morning and the sun was shining on me through the window.  The covers were pushed right back and I was lying there naked and my cock was still as hard as it been during the night.  The door opened and Rosie walked in saying, “Come on sleepy head it is almost 11 O’Clock and it is time you was up.”   She came to a sudden Stop and looked at my Cock, “WOW” she said “It looks like you are still randy” and got on the bed beside me and took my cock in her hand, and then she bent down and started to suck me.   “URGHH” Was all I could say and I closed my eyes and let her give me a blow Job.  All the time she was sucking on my Cock al I could think of was that it was Lucy sucking me and in no Time at all I Spurted my CUM down Rosie’s throat and she tried to swallow it all but there was just too much.  I opened my eyes and my Cum was dripping out of her sides of her moth which was still wrapped around my Cock.  I gave a sigh and Rosie sat up wiped her mouth on the sheet and Gasped “Like wow Pete, that was intense, I have never seen you Cum like that ever, have you been Viagra or something”  I stammered something and I got out of bed and staggered into the bathroom locking the door behind me.

 

I spent the next 30 minutes in the shower with the last 10 minutes a Cold Shower.  This cleared my mind and I felt a lot better.  I walked back into our bedroom but it was empty and I could here Rosie singing in the Kitchen, something she had not done for some time.  I shrugged and thought at least I made her happy Fucking her the way I did.  I got dressed and walked though to the Kitchen to find Rosie standing in front of the oven scouring it.  I gave her quick kiss on her neck and I said that I was going out to get a Sunday Paper.  All she did was to wiggle her ass at me which I patted gently before going out the side door.  As I drove around the Block towards the Supermarket I was keeping an eye out is case Lucy was close by as I knew she only lived the next street down.  I was disappointed though as there was no sight of her either on the way there or back.

 

I pulled into my drive way and walked to the house but before I could open the door this figure ran round the corner and straight into me.  My first  reaction was to grab whoever it was and then I realised it was Lucy and before I could say anything around the same corner ran Stu.  He also ran into me and he caught Lucy and shouted that he had caught her.  It turned out that Lucy had come round to our house some time ago with her brother and had been playing with my sons at the same time Rosie had been giving me a Blow Job.  I went to my study and relaxed in my leather chair and started to read my Newspaper as I knew that I needed to get my mind off Lucy.

 

After about 30 minutes I was feeling relaxed and calm when I heard Rosie call for me.  Reluctantly I went into the Kitchen where I found Rosie and Lucy.  Rosie asked me if I would walk Lucy home as her Mother had said she would be Home by 2 O’Clock and it was almost that now and if she was not in then she wouldn’t be long and for me to stay and keep Lucy Company until she arrived home.  Without seeming to willing I agreed and I held out my hand and Lucy took hold and we walked out the door and down the path and headed for Lucy’s house.

 

Although she lived only the next street down it still took us 15 minutes to get there and all the way we were talking quietly.  I asked if she had told anyone about what we did yesterday and she replied that she had not and she asked if I would play with her again in the same way.  “Sure” I replied, “do you know what I was doing when I played with you that way?”

 

“Oh yes “ she answered, “I have been going to Sex Education Classes for 4 Months now and you was playing with my Vagina.  My teacher says if someone plays with your Vagina it is a type of sex, I that right?”

 

“My, what a clever girl you are Lucy”, I replied, “And what else have you been taught at these sex education classes?”

 

“Well I know girls have a Vagina and Boys have a Penis.  If you want to make a baby a boy will put his Penis in a girls Vagina and this will get a girl Pregnant.  That is full sex but what the way you played with my Vagina that was foreplay, but I am not sure what that means.”

 

“You do know a lot Lucy and if you want I will teach you everything you will ever need to know about sex, would you like that?”

 

Nodding her head Lucy said yes and she went on to say that she promised that it would be our secret and she would tell no one.  By this time we arrived at Lucy’s house but her Mother was not there.  Lucy lifted a small stone by the door and picked up a Key and with it unlocked the door and walked inside.  I followed and closed the Door behind me and I only took two steps into the Hall when the phone rang.  Shrugging my Shoulders and thinking should I or should I not answer the phone I heard Lucy say that she was not allowed to answer the phone and would I.

 

I picked up the phone and said hello.  It was Rosie and she said that she had just received a Phone Call from Lucy’s Mother to say that she was running late and would not get back until 4pm at the latest and we look after Lucy until then.  Rosie went on to say that she had said this was not a Problem but she wanted to know what I would do.  Bring Lucy back to our House or did I just want to stay where I was until Lucy’s Mother arrived home.  I pretended to hiver and hover and eventually I said that I would just stay here until Lucy’s Mother came home as this would give me some peace and quiet from all the Kids in our Garden.  Laughing at me Rosie said that after the I had been during the night I needed all the rest I could get so just to stay where I was and she would see me whenever I came home.

 

To Be Continued

The Health Club

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While I was having lunch with my lifelong friend and personal chiropractor, Bob (my friend) suggested I leave my job as a physical therapist and open my own health club.  People were starting to become more aware of the need of getting in shape and since 40 percent of our county is obese, it should do okay.  The following week the government announced the closing of several bases in our state and one was here next to our city.  I struck a deal with the government for a building that had been used as a maintenance hanger for aircraft no larger than a twin-engine commercial airliner.  Bob came with me to look at the building and decided to become my partner.  The building was renovated with a health club, restaurant, and chiropractic clinic.  We built two 4-bedroom apartmen
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ts on the top level.  In the health club, each station had closed circuit TV carefully placed so the view would not have any embarrassing views even through the mirrors (no crotch shots).  We put in a sauna, steam room, and a large pool with pulsating jets for water massage.  The pool was not large enough for exercise swimming, but it was about 15 feet long.

In she walked - a huge challenge.  She was in her middle thirties, about 5 feet, 4 inches tall, and very full figured.  She was inquiring about loosing weight, getting into the shape she was in before she married and had children, and restoring her health.  She had a statement from her doctor that she needed to loose weight and her overall health was good.  She measured 53 inches around the bust and 56 inches around the waist.  I told her that if she would allow me to take pictures of her and use her in our advertisements after she lost the first 100 pounds, I would give her and her family free membership.  She agreed, and returned for her first session the next night.  She had twin 13-year-old daughters that were also obese.  Since loosing her husband to a freak industrial accident two years ago, she and her daughters have just been sitting on the couch watching TV, playing video games, and eating.  They were eating all the wrong foods with heavy emphasis on candy and popcorn and chips.

There were a lot of stares when this 265-pound woman started working out, but she stuck with it and last week we all had a party when she lost a total of 135 pounds.  There are still stares when she and her daughters work out, but now everyone is looking at a stunning redhead with a great figure.  Her daughters have filled out, also, and are absolutely beautiful.

As we were about to close, June came to me with her two daughters, Samiri and Samara.  June explained her husband was of Arabic decent and named the girls.  She called them Sam and Sami.  Next week is the 14th birthday for the girls and June wanted to know if we had a place where they could have a party.  We set it up in the old restaurant next door and everyone had a great time!  Afterwards, we went back to my place and relaxed and got better acquainted.

Sami asked where Dr. Bob was.  I called him and he came over to join us.  Around midnight, June asked if we could all go to the pool and relax and then get a massage.  Since the club had been closed for a couple of hours, we agreed and went downstairs.  Bob and I got into our trunks and got into the pool.  When June, Sam, and Sami came out of the dressing rooms, Bob and I almost choked!  All three of them were nude.  The girls looked like they had an all-over tan due to their skin coloring.  June was much lighter, and we could clearly see she is a natural redhead.  They walked to the edge of the pool and started turning around as June said, "Quite a difference from the first time you saw us, don't you think?"  Standing before us was a beautiful 130-pound woman, about a 36C chest, 24-inch waist, and 34-inch hips.  Her breasts were milky white, light colored aureoles, and nipples like a couple of grapes, fully erect.  Her red pubic hair was trimmed in a heart shape pointing towards a Venus mound that protruded forward in invitation.  Her once-thunderous thighs were now slim with no cellulose that could be seen.  In other words, it was instant erection time.  Then, there were Sam and Sami.  Twin visions of young women like looking at a girl in front of a mirror.  Both had brown hair that just gleamed in the overhead lights.  They had about 32B breasts, 20-inch waists, and 30-inch hips framing two, beautiful, shaved pussies.  Oh, yeah!  Instant erection time!

Neither Bob nor I could utter a word.  We were spellbound and in a state of shock!  This was totally unexpected.

June said, "When I asked the girls what they wanted for their birthday, they both said they wanted to fuck both of you.  And from the very first time I saw you with your shirts off in the pool, I have wanted to fuck you, too."

"June," I said, "We can't do this.  All three of you are clients of mine and patients of Bob.  It just isn't ethical, and with the girl's ages, also illegal."

June replied, "A.  We won't tell, and I'm sure you won't tell, either.  B.  Although the girls are virgins in the strict sense of the word, they have broken each other's hymen using sex toys.  I found out about this about a year ago.  And C.  I have not had a man since my husband died over three years ago and I'm horny as hell.  And lastly, D.  The girls should have someone mature and knows how to please a woman and will be very careful to not hurt them when they have sex for the first time.  Don't you think this is better than some 16-year old boy in the back seat of a car?"

Such logic could not be ignored.

All three of them came down into the pool and June reached down between Bob's legs and said, "See girls, I told you they would be ready."  With that, she gave Bob a kiss and squeezed his dick.

Sam looked at me and said they wanted me to stand up so they could see me.  After all, I had seen them. 

Such logic could not be ignored.

As I stood, Sami smiled and told Sam this was going to be fun.  June said we should all get out of the pool and go into the gym.  She wanted to be fucked on every piece of equipment and then wanted a copy of the tape.  I asked her if Bob and I could have a copy, also, and she agreed.  I ran to turn on the recorder and draw the drapes on the windows.  After drawing the drapes, I turned on the overhead lights and the recording machine.

June said, "Girls, I am going to fuck Bob's brains out.  You can watch and learn, or you can have Jim work with you.  Your choice."  They wanted to watch for a little while, then see what progressed.

June sat on the bench of station one and pulled Bob over and started to massage his dick and balls.  Bob finally uttered his first sound - Uhhhhhhhh.  When June sucked his dick into her throat, Bob cried out, "Oh god, that feels good."  Watching their mother give head to Bob fascinated the girls.  Bob has a great physique.  He is in his middle thirties and works out almost every day.  He is slim but has a washboard abdomen.  He also has a dick about 8 inches long.  I, on the other hand, have a weight lifters physique.  I have large biceps, an 18-inch neck, and 32-inch waist and also have washboard abs.  My dick is about 6 1/2 inches long, but is almost 3 inches in diameter.

While June was sucking on Bob's dick, he started playing with her tits, rolling those huge nipples between his thumb and forefinger.  It was strange hearing her moan with that dick in her mouth.  Sami asked me to teach her to do what June was doing.  Always the teacher, I explained what part of the male is anatomy is most sensitive to touch and tongue.  As I was explaining this, Sam was starting to rub her tits and pussy getting very turned on watching her mother and as Sami was starting to touch my dick watching it jump and twitch to her ministrations. 

Sam said, "Jim, I want you to fuck me.  NOW!"

I took her to another station and laid her back on the bench.  I said, "I have to get you ready and give you pleasure before I take pleasure from you.  That's the way it is done."  With that, I gave her a gentle kiss, slowly parting her lips with my tongue.  When I pushed my tongue into her mouth and pushed against her tongue, she moaned and grabbed my hand.  She put my hand on her breast and started moving it around.  Needing no further invitation, I continued on my own.  I broke the kiss and started kissing my way down to her breasts, kissing one then other.  I worked her nipples with my teeth and tongue while working on the other with my hand.  All the time, Sami was closely watching and was touching and massaging my balls and dick.  I had never had such pleasure in my entire life.  I had two 14-year old females nude and about to fuck them both, while their mother was fucking my best friend 6 feet away.

I continued working my way down from Sam's breasts to her pussy.  I pulled on the labia with my lips and kissed each one.  I kissed the inside of her thighs while slowly putting her legs over my shoulders and then entered her folds with my tongue while slowly working toward her clitoris.  I heard June shout, "Oh shit!  That feels so fucking good!"  We all three looked as Bob was entering June and starting a slow in and out movement.  I returned to my work and pushed the skin over Sam's clit tight with my lips, then started flipping her clit with my tongue.  She immediately started having an orgasm.  As she started to come down from her climax, I started on the clit again, this time inserting a finger into her vagina.  Up she went again.  I pushed my finger against her clit from the inside of her vagina while I pushed against it from the outside with my tongue.  She had a huge orgasm this time.

As Sam relaxed a little, I moved up placing my dick against her vaginal opening.  I rubbed my dick up and down her slit to get a little extra lubricant and slowly pushed the head of my dick into her opening.  She opened her eyes very wide and said, "Wow.  Easy.  That is filling me up."  I pushed in a little further and asked her if she was all right.  She said to keep going.  I pulled out a little and with each forward stroke pushed in a little more.  After doing this about 5 times, I was all the way in. 

"Are you okay"

"Yeah, fuck me, fuck me.  This is wonderful"

As I started stroking, I looked into the mirror and what I sight I beheld.  Bob was fucking June dog-fashion, Sami was on her hands and knees watching closely, and I was fucking Sam with her legs over my shoulders.  And this was being recorded into my computer.  June cried out she was cumming, and that was all it took.  Bob came at the same time, as did Sam and I.  It was wonderful.  As Bob slowly pulled out of June, Sami had her face right there for the full view.  When Bob's dick came out dripping with cum, Sami reached out and took some of the cum onto her finger.  She tasted it, and said it was pretty good.  With that, before Bob could prepare she had Bob's dick halfway into her mouth.  It was funny watching him almost fall down then rolling over onto his back, and to Sami's credit, his dick did not get away.

Sami continued to work on Bob while he stammered trying to tell her to let him rest for a couple of minutes, but she sucked him dry.  She finally let him rest and continued to stroke his balls and dick.  During this time June came over and asked Sam if she was all right.  She said, "Mom, it was wonderful.  Just like you said it would be.  I had three orgasms and the one with his dick in me was the best.  Thank you, Jim."  I assured her it was my pleasure.

We were relaxing, when we heard Sami say, "There it comes."  We looked over and Bob's dick was getting hard.  June told Sam to go help Sami and she would look after me.  While Sam and Sami worked Bob over, June and I went to each station and petted, sucked, and fucked until we had some sort of sexual activity on each station.  By the time we were into full fucking, Bob had Sami astraddle him pumping away with Sam on his face.  We were all fucking with wild abandon.  When Sami climaxed, she screamed and started crying.  Poor ol' Bob thought he had hurt her with his long dick, but she assured him it just the best feeling she had ever had.  About this time, I was sitting on a bench leaning back against the back rest and June was sitting in my lap facing away from me and we both were watching the show in the mirror.  We came about the same time and just sat there.

Bob suggested we all get into the pool and relax for a while.  We all agreed, and headed for the pool.  After we had been there for about 10 minutes, Sami said, "Sam and I said we wanted to be fucked by BOTH Bob and Jim.  I fucked Bob, and Jim fucked Sam, but Jim needs to fuck me, now, and Bob needs to fuck Sam."

"Oh come one now," Bob said.  "We are only human, and both Jim and I have had sex twice tonight.  There is no way we can do it again."

"Perhaps," June said, "but let's see if we can help."  With that, all three of them started to work on Bob and I.  It did not take long for us to get erections, although mine was a little painful.  I found that kissing and stroking makes it feel better, though.  Sami told me she wants me to fuck her missionary style, and hard.  Sam told Bob she wanted it doggy-style.  I climbed out of the pool and Sami was already on her back. 

"What's the matter?" she asked, as I kneeled between her legs and was just looking at her.  "I just cannot believe this is happening," I told her.  She was so beautiful.  I could not believe I was about to fuck another 14-year old in the same night.  All I could think of was, "Prison, here I come."  However, the little head won over the big head and I continued kissing and caressing this beautiful body in front of me.  As I entered her she threw her legs around my waist and I started slamming into her like she asked.  It did not take long for either of us to cum at that pace.  I lay on her catching my breath and looked over at Bob who was slowly fucking Sam from behind, watching in the mirrors and June was under him licking Sam's clit.  Sami crawled out from under me and went to her mother and started licking her clit.  Not one to be left out, I went to the pile and started playing with Sami's clit and breasts.  In a bit, Sam and Bob both came and Sami bore down on June, bringing her to another climax.

We all just lay there for about 10 minutes.  We headed to the locker room and showered together washing each other and having fun, laughing.  We then went to the apartments and all spent the night in an uninterrupted deep sleep.  The next day, during breakfast, June and the girls thanked Bob and I and said, "You understand, this is a one-time thing and will not be repeated.  But it was something I needed and the girls wanted.  Thank you very much for being gentle with them."  I made 3 DVD copies for them and one for Bob.  Then they left.

June and the girls are still members of the club, but we all act as if that night never happened, but sometimes I sit and watch the DVD and remember while I jerk off.


A Golfer's Dream: Book I -Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: Beth Makes a Splash

Dave woke up to a beautiful June day. He looked at the digital clock: 8:32. He got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. He shared a bathroom with his sisters and the door was closed when he got there. He knocked lightly and Julie said, "I'll be out in a minute." So he leaned against the wall and waited. She came out about five minutes later with a towel around her head and another one around her body. She smiled at him; from her look, she was feeling incredibly happy. She was still enjoying the afterglow of the most incredible sexual experience of her young life and she was wondering if she would ever lust after a man again. Dave watched her go down the hall and thought back to last night. He knew he would n

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ever have to imagine what she looked like again - he had her image engraved in his mind.

After his shower he went downstairs for breakfast; everyone was already in the kitchen. His father was dressed in shorts and a golf shirt. Julie was wearing a tee-shirt and shorts. Carol, however, was wearing one of her flimsy nightgowns and was about to have more fun teasing Dave. He could see her perky nipples poking out and thought he could see their darker halos as well. Roger sat with his back to the sink; so when Carol took some plates away, she bent down under the cupboard to get some dish cleaner -- giving Dave a perfect view of her thin see-through panties. Dave almost choked on his cereal and his father asked him if he was all right. Dave gasped he was ok but couldn't take his eyes off his mother. When Roger looked around at her, she had returned to a normal position and Roger thought nothing of it. Julie had thought the show was for her and was getting all wet as well. After Dave was finished eating he managed to hide the swelling in his shorts as he and his father went out to the car; their task today was check and clean the family's summer trailer. Carol had checked the bulge in Dave's shorts and felt quite proud of herself. Roger let Dave drive to the campground so he would get more practice for when he went for his driving test. On QAI drivers can get their "Learner's Permit" to drive with an adult six months before they turn sixteen. Roger seemed to be in a good mood so Dave asked. "Good night at cards?"

Roger replied, "No, my cards sucked all night but I had fun bragging about your victory yesterday." Dave blushed a little but felt proud. The truth was that when Roger got home he and Carol had had the wildest night of sex in many years. He couldn't remember the last time she was that excited and demanding.

The drive took about twenty-five minutes. This was the first time Dave drove to North Beach and realized how strange it was to have a trailer such a short distance from their house but on QAI this was very common. Many of Dave's friends' families owned either cottages or trailers. QAI's year round population was about 150,000 but during the hot summers more than ten times that many visited the island. North Beach had about three thousand year-round residents but that swelled to about forty thousand in the summer. Dave's family liked to be where the action was and this was the busiest summer area of QAI. Dave thought about some of his friends who owned cottages in remote areas and realized they must use them to get away.

During the short drive Roger and Dave talked about school, golf and other stuff. Dave enjoyed these talks with his dad because Roger was interested in what Dave was up to and Roger also told Dave about his job and how much he liked it. Roger was an administrator at the hospital which is how he met Carol many years ago. They talked about the doctor and nursing shortage and other grownup things. Dave felt good to be treated like a man and not a kid.

They arrived at North Beach Campground a little after 10:00. Gerry, the campground owner, was there and waved to them as they entered. The family's campsite was at the back and it was right beside the Hawks Hollow Golf Course. They had rented this campsite for the last five years. Dave was really pleased when the golf course opened last year after two years of construction. Their site was big at thirty feet wide by sixty feet deep; of course, the thirty-five-foot trailer took up a lot of that space. Dave could see some people coming off the second green on the course and couldn't wait to get golfing. There was just a thin line of trees between their site and the course. Dave and Roger walked around the trailer to make sure all the supports were still solid and then headed inside. Dave walked into the small living room area and sat on the sleeper sofa, his summertime bed. Roger walked into the parental bedroom and Dave could hear him checking the water in their bathroom. That large bedroom was in the front of the trailer. Then came the living room and the kitchen. There was a second bathroom and another small room with bunk beds in the back where the girls slept. The air smelled a little stale so Dave opened a few windows to air out the trailer and went into the kitchen. It was small but the MacDonalds did a lot of cooking on their barbecue so it didn't get used much. There was a full sized fridge that was open and empty except for the box of Cow Brand sodium bicarbonate powder they used to absorb odors. Roger and Dave spent an hour cleaning up and making sure everything was ready to start moving in. The family normally moved everything they needed into the trailer the week before school finished then moved in themselves on the last day of school.

Roger and Dave went to Hawk's Hollow at 11:30 and practiced for a while before they teed off at noon. It was a fun day and Roger was trying his hardest to beat Dave but Dave knew it wouldn't happen. Dave finished up with a 71 and Roger played one of his best rounds ever but was still four strokes higher. Dave drove home. Roger was really happy with his 75. He asked, "Where is the tour next weekend?"

Dave replied, "It's at Squirrel Creek Golf Course but I don't expect to do quite as well next week. I have to study all this week to prepare for exams next week so today is my last round until Saturday."

Roger said, "You'll do fine next week. You don't have to win every round. Study hard this week then do your best Saturday. If you play like you did today you'll have no trouble getting into the top ten and that will get you some needed points." Dave agreed and they just talked about golf the rest of the way home.

Sunday night and that whole week flew by. Dave studied hard every night and went to school during the day. His mind kept wandering back to Carol and Julie and he masturbated every night while re-living what had happened. Carol had suspended teasing him and Julie was busy studying as well so he saw very little of her. Dave found out Friday that he had gotten three exemptions which meant he only had to write two final exams. That wasn't a big surprise but it meant he could focus on just those two courses. His exams were scheduled for the next Thursday and the Monday after that.

Dave didn't get to swing a club once all week so he was getting a little nervous heading into Saturday's round but decided he should listen to his father - relax and do the best he could. He shot 75 finishing sixth - a very respectable finish that got him a few more points. He planned to study all weekend, take Monday and Tuesday afternoon off to golf and then study hard again until his exams were done. After he wrote his exam on Thursday morning he was feeling really burnt out from studying. Dave felt he did well in the exam but he needed a break so he convinced John to go to the practice range with him. They hit balls for two hours. Then they went to the practice putting green and putted for another hour. Dave thought golf was a great game for relaxing because, no matter what was on his mind when he started, after ten minutes his only concern was improving his golf game. He hit the books hard again on Friday but took Saturday off for another round on the tour. It was at Loridale Golf Course this time and Dave was a little more prepared. He shot 73 and finished fourth - another strong finish. He was sitting in third overall for the first three tournaments. Dave knew he could challenge Harvey Thompson for second but Randy Gallant was in first place. Dave knew Randy, as an eighteen-year-old more mature golfer, would be tough to catch or pass.

Carol and Roger moved a lot of clothes and other summer necessities to the trailer on Saturday and Sunday. Beth, Julie and Dave were all studying so they didn't help much. On Sunday night they were eating supper when Carol said to Dave, "Jennifer and her parents were asking about you today. They asked how your golf was going." Dave hadn't seen Jennifer since last August when they went back to Charlestown, New Dominion, a neighbouring province. Jennifer and he had become best friends over the last five years and Dave looked forward to seeing her again this summer. Her family had the site next to theirs at the campground. Carol added, "Jennifer is becoming a beautiful young woman. Dave, you should consider dating her this summer."

Dave replied, "Mom, we are best friends and that is all. We've spent every one of the last five summers together as ordinary playmates." Jennifer and Dave had actually played a little 'show and tell' together and, while he thought she was really cute, he had never really thought of her in a sexual way and she had never been included in his sexual reveries. Dave had not even considered whether his opinion of her could take a sharp dogleg to the right and into the world of romance.

Dave studied the rest of the evening. He wrote his final exam the next day and felt he did well again. He was off school until the last day on Thursday when everybody got their report cards. He wanted to get back at the golf with intensity to make up for the last two weeks. On Monday afternoon Dave went to the practice range for four hours spending three hours hitting balls and the other hour chipping and putting. John had his last exam on Tuesday morning so he and Dave planned rounds for Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday morning. Both Dave and John had junior memberships at Hornsby Golf Course in town. It was convenient for Dave for playing and practicing while he was living at home. Roger bought a family membership at Hawks Hollow.

Thursday arrived quickly and Dave got his final marks. He had a 79 in English (always his worst subject), an 85 in French (most Canadians try to learn both languages), an 87 in history, an 88 in physics, and a 92 in math. He took his report card home at noon. Both Carol and Roger were really excited for him. This was the best year Dave ever had he was proud of the 86 average. Julie was a brain in school and her average was 89. Beth on the other hand was too much of a social butterfly and her marks showed it. Her average was still good at 78 but the family all knew she could do a lot better - she was smarter than Dave but didn't apply herself. Carol and Roger told all of the kids they were proud of them and to get ready to leave for the campground.

They arrived at the campground around 2:00 and were settled in by suppertime. After supper they went to Hawk's Hollow. Carol, Roger and the girls played the front nine while Dave practiced. Carol and Roger had taken vacation on Thursday, Friday and the following week so everyone was going to be at the campground for the first week of summer.

On Friday Dave started his planned daily routine. He had made a promise to himself the previous fall that he would practice from 7:00 to 10:00 every weekday morning for the whole summer. He had been disappointed that he couldn't challenge to win any events last year and was committed to change that. By starting at 7:00 he would beat the heat of the day and could go to the beach or pool or whatever in the afternoon. He was up at 6:30, ate breakfast, and walked to the course. It was only a ten-minute walk from their site to the clubhouse. He had a good practice session and felt he was ready for the Buzzards Bluff Golf Course tomorrow. Buzzards Bluff was the toughest golf course on QAI and had national recognition. It had hosted the Canadian Men's Amateur and The Canadian Skins Game won by Fred Couples. Dave knew it would be a true test of his game and he was ready.

When Dave got back to the campground a lot of seasonal renters like his family were checking in but there was no sign of Jennifer or her family. It was sunny and hot at 27C, 85F, so it was a perfect beach day. Roger informed Dave that they were having a family day at the beach and were eating lunch early around 11:00 before driving to the beach. It sounded like a great idea to Dave so he grabbed his swimsuit and went to the bathroom to change. The beach is a twenty-minute walk or five-minute drive. After lunch they piled into Carol's minivan and drove to North Beach. The beach is beautiful and is usually flooded with people of all ages. They found a spot, put up their umbrella and set out their blankets. Carol was wearing a modest black bikini that looked really good on her. Julie was also wearing a bikini, a red low rider that was more daring. She looked fabulous. Beth was the one who shocked Dave and captured his full attention. Her cerise bikini was so skimpy he almost died from the shock. The top barely covered her nicely formed and still blossoming 34B breasts (Dave was into her dresser too). The bottom was almost non-existent. When she took off the contrasting yellow wrap Dave could almost see her whole ass - young and firm, it looked delicious. The thong bikini hid very little and he had to roll onto his stomach to hide his quickly hardening dick. Roger took one look at Beth and turned sharply to Carol saying, "Did you approve that bikini?"

Carol looked at Roger and put her finger to her lips signaling him to keep it quiet. Dave heard her whisper to Roger, "She originally picked out a truly alarming string bikini and I talked her up to this one. You know what she is going through at school. I felt we should indulge her a little to help her regain her confidence." Roger looked stunned at this response and shook his head in a dubious daze. He escaped the scene and started reading his book; Carol settled into a magazine.

Dave couldn't believe they were letting Beth wear that bikini. Beth was younger than Dave and would not be fifteen until November - older brother Dave would turn sixteen in September. Dave again looked over at Beth; her long brown hair was hanging down as she stretched on her back, leaning on her elbows. The pose was pushing up her breasts. Clueless, Dave didn't know Beth had had the hots for him for over a year. Carol had caught her trying to flash Dave several times but she didn't connect this to Beth's supposed problem at school. Beth couldn't understand why Dave only seemed to notice the attractiveness of Julie and her mom, and not her. She wanted Dave to focus on her, to see how she had developed, and to lust after her. She came up with a simple plan to dress sexy, get his attention, and stir his id. Her parents, unfortunately, wouldn't let her wear the clothes she needed so, in a dysfunctional reaction, she started skipping school and flunking her classes. When Roger and Carol took her to a shrink she made up a story about being teased and bullied at school. The lie worked well and she was now getting more freedom with her clothes selection. Until today, Dave still hadn't noticed very much; but Beth knew he couldn't overlook this. She was watching Dave out of the corner of her eye and she could see him staring at her. She was in her glory, thinking his alarm was positive interest.

All the boys at North Beach were eying the three women on display under the family umbrella. Two of Beth's girlfriends came over and were talking lively about her suit. All three teenyboppers had very skimpy suits on. They went for a walk down the beach and all the males were staring at them -- so were most of the women. Roger just shook his head and went back to his book. Beth kept looking back at Dave to see if he was still watching. He was, most of the time.

The family stayed at the beach until about five before returning to the campsite. Roger pulled Dave aside when they got back and the two of them went for a walk. Roger explained, "Beth is having a major confidence problem. Your mom and I didn't tell you, but she was being picked on at school last winter because we were being too strict on her. We wouldn't let her buy or wear any of the more revealing trendy clothes she wanted to wear. It was easier when Julie was growing up because, at the same age, she didn't have the need to be with the in crowd. But you know Beth; she has to be the leader of the in crowd. Anyway, apparently some of the kids were teasing her and she started to let her grades slip and you know how bad her attitude was in February. Well, your mother convinced me to give her a little more freedom. I'm not convinced it will work but her grades did get better and she has seemed happier. The point of all this is I need you to help keep an eye on her for us. We kept a pretty close eye on her at home but out here it's a lot harder. I don't expect you to run her life. That won't work but please try to watch out for her. I'm really scared; she thinks she can handle any situation. She is due for a rude awakening. We have to be ready if it happens."

Dave looked at Roger and said, "I can't believe you're letting her do this. Do you think it will work?"

Roger replied, "Dave, I'm going to tell you something that no one knows except Beth, Dr. McInnis, your mother, and myself. We took Beth to a psychiatrist last February. We spent a lot of time with him in therapy and he basically recommended we give Beth a little more room to grow. I think this is way out of control but I am still trusting your Mother to set the boundaries."

Dave shook his head, flabbergasted. He replied, "Okay, how can I help?"

Roger sighed in relief, "Just spend more time with her and include her in some of the stuff you and Jennifer usually do. But the most important thing is try to keep an eye on who she's hanging out with and warn your mom or me if you see something we need to be aware of."

Dave thought it was a lot of responsibility but eventually agreed and they headed back to the trailer. After supper Dave went for a walk and asked Beth if she wanted to join him. She did, so they headed for the front entrance where the outdoor pool and games room were located. They still had their bathing suits on so they decided to go for a swim. When Beth took off her wrap Dave gasped again at her bikini. He again couldn't get over how small and inappropriately revealing it was. Beth noticed his reaction and asked, "Do you like my new bikini?"

Dave didn't want to hurt her feelings but he had to be truthful. "Beth, I never told you this before but I think you're beautiful." She glowed from his compliment. He continued, "I think you have a gorgeous body and with that suit I can see almost all of it. I like the suit but the truth is -- it's too much." Beth started to pout so he went over to her, put his arm around her, and said, "I love you very much and you are beautiful but you don't have to show the whole world everything. Guys love to look at girls in skimpy bikinis but you need to know that, if outfits are too skimpy then they don't leave much to the imagination. And it focuses the attraction on your body parts, not the real you." He didn't know if he truly believed this; but when it was his little sister he had to come up with something plausible.

She replied, "Do you really think I have a gorgeous body?"

He said, "HELL YES!"

She beamed and jumped in the pool. She could hardly believe that Dave had finally noticed her - and had declared her body gorgeous. She debated whether to listen to him and stop wearing the bikini but decided to wear it a little longer. It had cost more than a hundred dollars and she didn't want to waste it by storing it away in a drawer. It was a decision she would come to regret. Dave followed her into the pool and they had aquatic splash and duck fun for about an hour before they headed back to the trailer. Beth enjoyed the one-on-one time with her brother and started formulating a plan to totally seduce him before some other girl snatched him away. She knew she would have a good time refining and imagining the plan details as she fell asleep that night. "Everything," she thought, "is working out for me now."

Roger gave the returning Dave an approving nod. Dave told everybody he was heading to bed for a good night's rest. That night, he added Beth to his intimate arousal images for the first time.

The Sins of St. Sebastiens - Chapter 8

Tom Slick on Taboo Stories

Gregor was a 17 year old student from Montreal, an orphan.  He had been sent to St. Sebastiens after multiple charges of sexual assault had been filed against him at the orphanage he had grown up in.  Although he had never done the bad things he had been accused of, at least not the way the Sisters and other women had reported it, he knew that they only accused him to protect their own lives within the Church.  But it had been the encounter with Mrs. Farrell, the wife of the orphanage's leading patron, a man with political aspirations, that doomed him.  He had taken her in the kitchens, where she had volunteered two nights a week, and she had been crying for more when Father Ambrose had walked in on them.  He was packed off to St. Sebastiens on the next train.

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>Now as a reluctant student, Gregor found himself more of a workhorse.  This school year, his last before being allowed to leave and make his way in the world on his own, he had been assigned to work with Father Jean-Claude, the Sub-Cellarer, in the upkeep of the buildings.  He didn't mind, as it kept his classwork to a minimum.  He also went on the weekly runs down the valley into town to pick up provisions.  This afternoon, he had accompanied Father Richard and Sister Miriam into town.

During the trip, he had sat very close to Sister Miriam, a soft, curvy nun in her late thirties who was very soft spoken.  She worked in the kitchens with Father Richard, along with a handful of others, to feed the staff and students their three square meals every day.

Once the truck had been backed up to the porch, Father Richard instructed Gregor to unload the crates and take everything down into the cellars.  Sister Miriam would help him in getting things put away correctly.  Gregor was a strong young man, though at only 5'6" tall he was shorter than many of the other boys his age at the school.  He followed the nun down the old stone steps down into the storage cellar carrying the first of many food crates.  For the next half hour, Gregor unloaded the truck and put the crates and boxes where Sister Miriam directed.

Sister Miriam did not say much, outside of issuing directions to Gregor, and began to unbox many of the supplies and put them away for ready use.  The cellar was her personal responsibility and she knew where everything was and how much of everything they had.  She placed the supplies of salt, floor, sugar, tea, cereals, and other food stuffs within easy reach on shelves.

Gregor began to think about what some of the boys had told him as he hauled the crates down the steps.  He had heard that some of the older boys had had sexual relations with some of the nuns, under the Sisters' guidance.  He had never been told which of the nuns acted this way, and doubted the truth of the stories.  Still, Gregor began to wonder if Sister Miriam was one of the faculty with these illicit urges.  Gregor didn't have the slightest idea how to find out, without out right asking her, and he knew that that would just get him into trouble.

When the last of the crates had been brought down, Gregor felt the need to go the the water closet.  "Ma'am, is there someplace I could releive myself down here?  I have to go, bad."

Sister Miriam looked at the boy, and then indicated a small door just to the side of the stairwell leading up into the kitchens.  "That's a small closet," she said in her meek voice.  "You can use it."

"Thank you, ma'am," he replied and opened the door to find a very small and cramped bathroom.  The room was dingy and old, and smelled of urine, but was clean.  It also didn't have a light, so Gregor was forced to leave the door open a little to have light enough to see to aim.  He opened his trousers and pulled out his penis.  His heavy piss stream rushed out and echoed in the small room as it hit the bowl.  He sighed with relief.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sister Miriam watched the teenaged boy urinate.  She could plainly see the length of his cock, the pinkish head, and the yellow stream.  She didn't however that Gregor watched her, watching him.  As the stream of piss trailed off, Gregor began to stroke his cock.  It lengthened and grew erect under his masterbatory strokes.  He could see her eyes locked on his groin, and he turned slightly to give her a better view.

Sister Miriam wasn't one to succumb to her lusts.  She had tried very hard over the past years to eliminate from her memory the events that had gotten her sent to St. Sebastiens.  For the first time in years, she felt the warming within her belly that had led to her being raped by her mentor, and the many times after that she gave in to his letchery.

Gregor boldly let his erection remain exposed as he stepped from the water closet.  It stood out from his trousers, pointing the way, and Sister Miriam turned quickly away from him.  She began to haphazardly put boxes up on the shelves, ignoring the boy as he stepped up behind her.  She felt him close behind her, and then his hands on her rounded butt through the heavy wool of her robes.

"Please, don't," she said softly.  He belly was full of butterflies, exited and frightened by the teen's touch on her body.  Gregor reached up the back of her robes and cupped her butt cheeks through the soft cotton of her panties.  "Please, I don't want you to..."

Gregor quickly pulled her panties down to mid-thigh, cutting off her plea of resistance.  He knelt behind her and pushed her robes up to expose her pale, naked ass.  He ran his hands over her soft flesh.

"Ooohh, no!  Please, I beg you not to," the nun implored.

Gregor ignored her, his own fires of lust taking control of his actions, as they had so often in his past.  He pried her ass globes apart and then pushed his face deep into her crack.  Gregor inhaled her musky scent deeply, and then began to lick up and down the length of her crack.

"Oh!" she gasped loudly at his warm, wet tonguing.  She couldn't help herself from leaning over the counter to give the boy greater access to her.  His mouth began to travel further down and hesitated at the tight opening of her anus.

"Ooohh!" she gasped again, louder, as he swathed her anal opening with his tongue.  She had never had a man's mouth on her groin, and the wild sensations that Gregor was giving to her made the fires burn hot within her soul.

Gregor ran his tongue around her puckered brown-eye a few more times before sliding further down along the thickening forest of dark hairs to find the hot, musky slit of the nun's pussy.

"Uuummmm!" Sister Miriam moaned when Gregor's tongue parted her labia and began to dance across her vaginal opening.  He licked at her fleshy folds and sucked on the lips before finally centering his tongue upon her hole.  He thrust his pointed tongue up into her and she responded with a gutteral moan and gush of creamy juices.

"Oooohhhhuuuunnnnggghhhhh!" she groaned as a powerful, long-awaited orgasm poured through her.  Her knees quivered and her body twitched under the boy's oral attentions.  She could feel her body aching for him to take her.

Gregor took advantage of the nun's heated state and stood up behind her.  His rock-hard manhood pulsed with excitement as he aimed it into the center of her sex.  Her pussy seemed to twitch in antisipation.  The lips fluttered as it trying to reach back and kiss the head of his cock, just inches away.  He leaned in and stroked the head up and down the length of her slit.  Her juices coated it heavily.

"Ooohh, please, don't.  Please...don't," she sighed, and yet felt herself leaning back in an effort to pull his hard cock into her aching body.  "Please, Gregor, don't...don't...please.  Please, don't wait...don't do this to me...don't keep me waiting!"

Gregor leaned forward into her as she leaned back into him.  His cock pried open her vagina and popped up the tight chute.

"Aaagghhh!" she grunted and tried to pull away from the invader, but he held her waist tightly to him.  His cock was fully inside her warm depths and he held himself still until the older woman began to relax and grew accustomed to his penetrator.  His was only the second cock to have ever entered Miriam's body and the pain of his entry was nearly unbarable to her.  Her eyes teared up and her body quivered with the agony his hardness had engulfed her with.

Without warning, Miriam's body began to quake as another intense orgasm began to play through her body.  Her pussy walls clamped down on his cock and she groaned, "Uuunnggghh!".  The added juices coated his cock and Gregor began to slowly ride himself in and out of the nun's pussy.

Within seconds, Gregor was fucking Sister Miriam with slow, strong strokes.  Her pussy slurped loudly as he rode in and out of her body.  Her moans trailed off and she lay across the counter in silence as the boy took her.  He slowly picked up his pace as his need for release began to build in his scrotum.

Miriam felt her body, and her lusts, melt on the end of Gregor's cock and her cream flowed freely.  The warm lubrication drove him on and soon he was fucking her with ever more frantic thrusts.  Both were soon grunting in time with the slapping of his heavy balls across her excited clitorous.  Each slap sent jabs of electric shock up her spine and made Miriam tremble with passions unleashed.

Gregor began to get more demanding with ever passing moment and took hold of her habit headwear.  He ripped it back to get a hold on her modest length brown hair.  He pulled her head back and demanded, "Beg for my cum!  Beg for me to fuck you!  Come on, Sister, let me know how I'm doing."

"Ohh, please, stop!  Fuck me, fuck me, ooohh please no!" she responded.  "Please stop!  I beg you!  I beg you to fuck me...harder!  Ooohhh, yes!  Yes!  Uuuunnggg!"  Gregor pounded her vaginal flesh mercilessly.  Her body began to collapse atop the counter as he continued to have his violent way with her.  Her legs dangled between them as he drove her harder and harder through multiple orgasms.  Her mind realed and her soul burned under his demanding fuck rhythm.  It had been so long since she'd been raped, and the thrill she had known then, that had been long forgotten, had once again resurfaced itself within her.

Her pussy walls milked at the boy's cock of their own accord, drawing on his hot seed.  Gregor took hold of her left tit and began to squeeze harshly as the fleshy sack.  Her nipples were hard little marbles and ached for attention.  He took hold of one and squeezed it tight between his thumb and finger and the jolt of pain that ripped through her body set off a final, all consuming orgasm the likes of which she had never known.

"Aaaarrrgghhhhh!  Uuuunnnnggghhhh!  Oooohhhhh!" Miriam cried out loudly, loud enough for anyone outside the cellar to hear plainly.  Her body seemed to explode and her pussy clamped down tight around Gregor's cock, holding him deep within her body.

"Ooohh, fuck!" Gregor grunted as his cock throbbed and spit white hot ropes of cum high into Sister Miriam's body.  Her womb was soon coated in hot boy seed and it warmed her insides lovingly. 

Gregor had no choice but to hold his cock deep within her, as her vaginal grip was so tight.  He panted wildly behind her, locked to her.  His sweat dripped onto her naked ass.  Finally, with a bodily shudder Miriam's pussy fluttered and relaxed around his wiltering cock.  He slipped free and stumpled back from her.  He saw the red, damaged gash of her cunt as his cum began to leak, mixed with blood.

Gregor felt suddenly ashamed, and frightened, at what he had done.  He had caused the Sister much pain in the last hour and regretted it deeply.  He pushed his flaccid cock back into his trousers and said, "I'm so sorry, ma'am.  I'm so sorry.  I don't know why..."

Sister Miriam slowly regained her feet and pushed her robes down to cover herself.  She looked at him, feeling sorrow and pain for him instead of anger or rage.  But he did not see her expression of forgiveness.  Gregor turned away and ran up the cellar steps.  Miriam found a stool and took a seat to get her thoughts together.  She realized that she wasn't mad at all, and knew she would not report the incident or turn the boy in.  In fact, she knew then that her self-forced celibacy at St. Sebastiens had come to an end.  She began to look forward to meeting with young Gregor again.

Fucking my wife's gold digging friend

matt_sub on Taboo Stories

 

 

“Honey, I’m home!” I laugh as I enter the house. After no reply to my joke, I sigh, take off my jacket and put my briefcase on the floor. I walk into the kitchen and see a note on the fridge door. I pull it off and look at it while pouring some pineapple juice.

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Gone for food, be back at around 6oclock

Sally

 

I look at my watch, and see that it’s 4oclock. Typical, the day I get back from a week of working my ass off in Greece and my family isn’t there to welcome me. I’ve been working for a friend of my wife who already owns holiday homes in Majorca, Tenerife, and Sicily, and now wants me to build one in Crete. Rich Bitch! I think to myself, the only reason she has so much money is because she’s a fucking gold digger.

 

While I sit in the living room watching the footy and stuffing my face with some vanilla dessert Sally had left for me I start to relax and my eyes begin to droop. My thoughts go back to my boss, Rebecca, and I imagine that bitch sat in a room rolling around in her husband’s gold. Suddenly repomen come out of nowhere and start taking away all of her money. Her strong face suddenly softens and she starts to cry as all her money is taken away from her; a smile passes over my sleepy face. That gold-digging hoe is finally getting what she deserved I think, as I dream about the form of her led on the floor crying. Her back shudders as she is taken by the sobs, her shoulders move up and down in a flowing sweeping movement. Just at that moment the form of her stops moving, and the sound of her crying disappears. The sudden silence scares me and I stop smiling, what’s she doing now? Just as the thought hits me, she looks up right into the face and I see her tear stained eyes burning into me. I’m extremely shocked and slightly scared as she looks at me. Her face has hardened again, her eyes pierce my body, and I can feel myself start to shrink underneath her gaze. I can’t help but admire her strong persona but I feel small. Her eyes look me up and down and I feel an uncomfortable feeling build in my stomach, but strangely the feeling starts to go down to my balls and I feel my dick start to harden.

 

The environment changes, and I look around with confusion. I’m in a bathroom and I can hear water running and a voice singing. As I try to figure out which bathroom I’m in, or why I’m here, something hits me (not literally of course). It isn’t singing that I can hear, but moaning. I snap my head around to see a sight that will stick in my head forever. Led on the bathroom floor, in writhes of passion, is the stunning figure of Rebecca. She is completely naked and lost in the throes of self-sex. I feel my dick start to harden a second time in my pants, while I take in her body. Her slender legs are spread out wide while her hands run over her bronzed naked body. Her gorgeous pert breasts are a perfectly formed C cup and her nipples are standing out hard from the touch of the cold and the feel of her fingers pulling on them. Her fingers run over her flat stomach to her naked hairless pussy. She slowly spreads her pussy wide by her fingers using her middle finger to slowly run up and down her wet slit. As her finger runs over her clitoris her body shakes slightly. She grabs her nipples hard beneath her fingers and moans out loud. She slowly begins to rub her clitoris with her middle finger while pulling hard on her nipple, deep in the spasms of passion. Her soaking wet pussy shines as if enticing my dick and teasing me, making me harder than ever, forcing me to release my cock. I slowly unzip my pants and pull out my solid cock. I look up and see her now fingering her pussy hard with three fingers. Sliding them inside her slick wet pussy while her other hand runs down her stomach and starts to join her other. She starts rubbing her clitoris and begins moaning out loud. I furiously begin stroking my hard cock, and a moan escapes me. She looks up at me. Shocked I try to force my cock back inside. I can’t. I look up at her face, worried about what she will do. Confused, I see that she is staring directly at my cock, biting her lip. I stop trying to push it into my boxers and stare at her, curiously. She looks up at me, with a look that would make a gay man turn straight. Her bright blue eyes staring into me, and the sexiest grin on her face.

 

“Make me cum and you can fuck me like a real gold digger” she whispers, lying back down on the floor tiles. I feel like I am about to cum there and then and quickly strip off. I slide up next to her and kiss her hard, stroking her tongue with mine, biting on her succulent lips, tasting her. I shudder as I feel her body underneath mine. I roll on top of her and look into her luscious eyes with passionate titillation.

 

“Do you want me to fuck you, bitch?” I say to her running the head of my dick up and down her soaking wet slit.

 

“Yes, the old man doesn’t give me what I want anymore, I need a tomboy” she replies, her eyes staring at my naked body while her fingernails scrape down my back grabbing my ass.

 

“What is that exactly?” I tease, grabbing her hands and pushing them onto the floor

 

“You’re cock, I’ve fantasized it about the day I met you” I can’t take it anymore and force my whole cock into her. Her pussy is dripping wet and swallows me into her straight away, filling her with my whole length. I feel her pussy around my cock and moan into her neck, biting her hard while I start to fuck her on the bathroom floor. Her hands grab my ass pulling me even deeper inside her with every thrust. I feel the head of my dick smack against her g-spot and she lets out a loud moan

 

            “Yes, there! Right there, oh fuck me. Fuck me harder with you’re married cock. Mmm fuck, you feel so good inside me, yes, fuck it again,” she moans louder and louder as I feel my hard dick hit her g-spot more and more often. Every time I fuck her sweet dripping pussy I feel it spasm around my dick. I can feel her pussy tighten while my dick gets deeper inside her. Faster and faster I fuck her, hitting her g-spot every time I enter her.

 

            “Fuck I’m going to cum baby, keep going don’t stop, don’t ever stop” she screams and moans. She pulls me onto her. I fuck her faster. I fuck her harder and deeper with every thrust, my cock filling up every inch inside her pussy. She moans and screams my name. Fucking her I feel her pussy tighten and grip my dick hard.

 

            “Oh my god I’m Cumming,” she manages before the pleasure takes control of her body. Swept up under the tide of the fuck, I feel her pussy grip my dick hard, sucking it into her, keeping it in place. As her head is thrown back, she lets out a moan, and her pussy vibrates against my hard sensitive head causing my balls to tighten. Suddenly my dick is gripped so hard, it is forced from her pussy and a jet of sweet cum squirts from her pussy all over my naked body.

 

I wake with a start. There is water everywhere; I look up into the face of my wife grinning down at my hard cock with an empty glass in her hand.

 

“Nice dream?” she asks hungrily

“You have no idea” I reply

 

..to be continued, (maybe)

xxxman69 on Taboo Stories

Hi this story is about my mom Martha. Martha has been married for a few years to my dad who frequently neglects her and goes on long, far away business trips to his work. Now let me tell you a little bit about my mom, she is 37, 5foot 10, 125 pounds blond with 38c breasts and a large tight ass of a porn star. Sometimes bringing even me her own son to an erection which quickly had to be taken care of. Now most of this story starts off from her point of view as I don’t cum in until later in the story enjoy.

Martha had just awoken from yet another one of her sensual dreams. This one involving her being the center of a ruthless gangbang. hungry stiff cocks were repeatedly pounding  in and out of her hairy red pussy each competing agains

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t each other for who to make her orgasm first.  Later finishing her off with a mountain of cum pouring down her holes as she orgasmed and felt her sweet juices squirt out in delight. After quickly putting away her fantasy as to her thoughts like that weren’t considered proper for a mother. Martha got up in her short purple nightgown and decided to change as she was supposed to take Kevin to school. Martha was just in the middle of changing when the family dog Bruno busted in the room. Let me tell you a bit about Bruno, he is a large unneutered great dame (our family hated animal cruelty) with an overactive sex drive. Sometimes this was quite evident when he would occasionally hump our guest’s legs or stick his nose where it wasn’t supposed to be and would later be followed by a moment of awkward silence and hasty explanations and apologies. Wow slow down said Martha’ as Bruno bounded across the room to her ,who was unfortunately in nothing but a night gown that was half way over her head as she was in the middle of changing, leaving her juicy snatch partly exposed to the world. Martha was a bit surprised to say the least when instead of his usual friendly greeting Bruno bolted towards her and went head first into her hairy muff just managing to squeeze in a few rough licks which caused Martha to shudder and squirm causing her nipples to harden instantly. ’no Bruno bad boy, bad boy she said as she quickly hit him away and put  her gown back on ,although in the back of her mind she secretly wished she had waited a little longer as her arousal just started to set in.  Instead of whimpering from being swatted Bruno playfully fell to the floor and started to roll around which was when she saw it just coming out of the sheath.  Bruno was a little endowed to say the least as Martha did not expect to see his 7 inch semi engorged doggy cock and big balls to match petrude from his waist. Though Martha had seen his male pride before it was the first time she had seen it when he was horny oh my she said as the tip of the head glistened almost beckoning her to touch it making the inner folds of her pussy become moist and wet in anticipation. What a beautiful cock you have she said in a playful voice as lust and sexual starvation temporarily took over as she bent down and touched it. It was incredible, the smooth sensual feeling of his hard prick and the weight of his balls filled her mind as she slowly dragged her fingers across his package and began to pump his now fully erect 9 inch manhood. Meanwhile Bruno was loving every minute of it as she started to stroke him faster and faster  making him start to hump wildly against the tightness of her delicate but firm loving hands. Oh my god this is amazing she thought as she had to use both hands to handle his massive organ. After about two minutes Bruno couldn’t hold it any longer as he erupted with a howl causing hot doggy cum to spray like a gauzier against her hands and the walls as she stroked him with renewed fury. Finally she couldn’t take it any longer as she slowly lowered her warm loving lips to taste the beast she had been so passionately pumping, to finally feel it pulsate and fill her mouth with hot sticky cum. But just then she  heard foot steps coming up the stairs ‘’Kevin i almost forgot she thought, she was supposed to take him to school that morning’’. Just as quickly as it started it ended with Bruno being pushed out of the room with his prick between his legs and a confused and unsatisfied Martha quickly licking her hands savouring the taste before she realized what had happened and later continuing on with her routine and uneventful morning.

My Perfect Day II - Breakfast Delivery

Lemn on Taboo Stories

    The alarm clock rung at around 8 A.M. I knew i was gonna be home alone again today, that's what happens if both you're parents are working hehe. When I woke up I took of my blankets and the sudden cool breeze that came from the aircondishoning cooled my warm bare skin causing my tiny petite nipple to harden and making me instantkly horny. I still remembered what happend yesturday, The pipe the bottle, juts thinking about that perfect day made me so wet. I stood from my bed and headed to the bathroom thinking about what I'm going to do today. As I washed my face I stood straight and examined my body I looked kinda nice my boobs were kinda small but that's normal for my age. My nipples were poking through the tiny bra that I slept in, and I could see that my panty was s

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tarting to get soggy. As I watched my panties drip with my wetness I got an idea. I ran to my phone and ordered myself some breakfast from Mcdonalds. They'd be here in 30 minuites I had to prepare. I went to my closet and grabbed a string bikini, pin of course, and put it on. I loved this bikini it made me look curvier and have larger boobs. I would have teased myself right there with the feeling of the bikini panties rubbing up against my pussy but I knew I had to prepare. I ran down stairs and headed to the sofa near the main door.i looked out to see if anyone was there yet. after that i ran to the tool shead, which is becoming my favorite place in the house. I grabbed again a pvs pipe and was about to grab the screw driver when I got an even better idea, I went to the kitche and grabbed myself a banana, I then went back to the couch and started preparing. My pussy was already wet so I had little difficulty showing the banana in , I tried to get it as deep as possible, making only a few cm visible from the 6 in. fruit. I the took the pvc pipe, which seemed shorter than I remembered, and rubbed a bit of lotion on it, I then sat down on it to help it through my tiny little ass. Jst then the doorbell rang, I had to hurry. i ignored the pain and sat down on it more, just until only a tiny portion of it was visible, I put back my bikini panties and put the cash in the opening of the pvc. I opened the door, and the delivery guy stuttered at the sight of me, I giggled hehe, he gave me my order and asked for the money. i bent over backwards revelaing teh banana and pipe and gestured him to take the money from my butt. poor thing was so cute he was so scared, he then jst thank me and almost ran away hehe.

     I had a fun time too while eating my breakfast but that's for another time.....

 

     Thanks for reading about my day, hope I didn't dissapoint hehe, I would love to hear from you guys pease leave you're yahoo or msn and I'll add you up ;)

 

The Punishment

blueperfection on Taboo Stories

The Punishment I have been watching you for days now. You’re always walking the same road, always wearing one of those short dresses that make me think of what you might be hiding under them. And that’s all it takes to make me hard again.

You walk away down the road and I quickly excuse myself from work to find release in the bathroom. And it drives me slowly insane to see you every day. You almost seem to be teasing me, wearing clothes that hide less and less with every day. It would be the ever hotter summer weather, though. You walk away again and I realize that you’re actually walking down the same road I walk in a few hours, after I’ve finished with work for the day. Today would not be any different.

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fferent myself. And so I excuse myself from the work earlier, claiming something to be wrong with my stomach. I’ll go home and start to put my plan into action. You’ve teased me too much and now it’s time for the punishment. I take off my usual clothes and replace them with the old ones I dug up in some old shop in the town. They don’t fit me as well as my other clothes, but I don’t want you or my colleagues to recognize me. And so I wait for you, standing on the opposite side of the road from my workplace. Finally you come, wearing very little again. A short blue dress that doesn’t leave much to my imagination. Are you disappointed not to see me sitting behind my table by the window?

Or am I just imagining things again, the same way as I’ve done it every other day I’ve seen you here? You walk on, and I start to follow you. We walk like this for a while, and I’m right - you are walking the road that leads to my house. I start to walk a bit faster, but you don’t notice me until I reach you just in front of my home. And the chloroform doesn’t give you a chance to react.

When you wake up you’re still wearing your clothes, but your hands and feet are bound to the four-poster in my bedroom. You try to move them, but they won't move enough for you to defend yourself. My hands move freely on your clothes, feeling every one of your curves under them, then moving under the dress to finally touch your skin. You gasp, then finally realize what is going on and open your mouth to scream. You will not do this, though, as the knife I’ve picked up now makes you rethink your strategies. "Don’t try to move too much," I finally say. "We wouldn't want to cut you, would we?"

There is fear in your eyes as the sharp knife slowly moves along your body, then cuts through the straps on your shoulders. But you do not move. I lift your dress a little and make a cut in it over your breasts, then let it snap back down again. “No bra? I’m impressed.” You start to say something, but only gasp again as my mouth reaches your right nipple and my tongue starts its dance. Your left nipple soon finds itself in my fingers that slowly move over your breast, making the nipple as hard as my mouth is making the other one. And again you almost forget what is really happening to you.

Until you notice again that your hands and feet are tied. “What do you want from me?” This is what you ask as you finally gather enough courage to speak. Isn’t it obvious? Do you really not know? Don’t you see? “Isn’t it obvious?” I repeat my thoughts aloud. “I want you! You have been teasing me enough, and now it’s time for the punishment.” Another cut parts your dress almost completely, leaving only a small strip of cloth above your breasts to hold it together. My hands roam your body and you try not to get aroused by their movement.

You don’t want this to happen to you, but as I reach your panties, you shudder and they slowly start to get wet with your juices. You whimper under my touch as my hands are simultaneously moving on your mound and your breasts. “You’re a bad girl,” I say. “It seems you want more. Even though you think you don’t - your body says something else!” “No!” you shake your head. “Please! Please let me go!” you beg. “I won’t tell anyone! I swear! Just let me go! Don’t do this to me!” I cut the last piece of cloth that holds your dress together and it falls off your body. It’s now just lying under you like a plain blue piece of cloth.

Only your panties are still covering the most private parts of your body, but we both know it won't stay this way for long. My hands and mouth are now on your breasts again, but they slowly start to move lower, toward the last piece of your body still covered. I take the knife, again, and you want to scream as I cut the sides of the last piece of your clothing. What’s left of your panties goes flying somewhere behind me as my hands want to touch the forbidden zone. You gasp once again, and my mouth moves in to cover your cunt with kisses, to stroke it with my tongue. You moan out, unable to stop yourself, unwilling to enjoy this, but you cannot resist. You gasp, purr and moan under my mouth, my hands all over your body again. I stand up and quickly undress myself.

You silently shake your head, still asking me not to do this, but you know that it will happen anyway. And even deeper inside, you want this yourself too. I can see your body telling this to me. And so I move again to the bed, over you, and kiss you forcefully. I grab your breasts, I move my hands over your body again, and as you moan once again, I push in. And I fuck you, there’s no other word for it.

It isn’t making love, it’s just pure fucking. And it feels so incredible to be inside you. I’m moving in and out with increasing speed as I’m also moving closer and closer to release. I completely lose my mind in this amazing feeling and lean in to kiss you. I’m gone so far that I don’t even realize that you shouldn’t be kissing me back as you do just that. You shudder and moan into my mouth as you reach your orgasm and this also brings me to mine. I come inside you, never even thinking about the possible consequences.

Totally spent, I lay on top of you, until I gather enough strength (and mind) to pull out. With a tired hand I pick up the knife and release your legs, your arms. You turn to me and kiss me, and we curl together on the bed. “You owe me new clothes," you laugh and I nod my head in agreement. The last thing you hear before we both drift away to sleep is a question: “So, what do we play the next time?”

The Massage

larrycohen28 on Taboo Stories


The Massage

Chapter 1 – The Confession

Alisha lived in the same neighborhoo

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d as me with her 12 year old daughter Hailey. Alisha was a masseuse, and visited clients in their home. After getting a few massages from Alisha, it became apparent to me that if I wanted some extra services performed during a massage this would be no problem.

One day, Alisha was at my house, giving me a massage. She had finished my back, and was now doing my front. I was only wearing a towel around my waist, and in a very vulnerable situation. As she started to massage my stomach muscles, she began asking me questions, like if I thought she was attractive, and which of her features did I like the most.

“I think you have really nice breasts.”, I answered shyly.

“So if you could have anything you wanted from me, what would it be Larry?”, she asked. Just hearing her asked this question, and feeling her hands on my abdomen made something stir in my groin, and I started to become erect right there in front of her. I was very embarrassed. She looked down and saw why I was blushing and said, “Larry, don’t be worried about that. I get that all the time. Besides, we ARE talking about sex here after all, and it kind of gets me hot to know that thinking about me gets you hot. So tell me your fantasy, it’s OK.”

“Well, we’d be right here like we are, but you’d be wearing a black, latex outfit.” I answered with a little more enthusiasm.

“Mmmm…”, she purred. “Would I be stroking your cock?” As she asked this question, she moved the towel that was covering my now fully hard erection and started to gently stroke it up and down.

“Ungh!”, was all I could manage. I looked down at her hand moving up and down on my cock, and I realized that I was coming dangerously close to orgasm, dangerously quickly.

“Mmmm…”, she answered back. “Would you want me to get up on the table and ride you?”

She didn’t get up on the table at this point, and the way things were going there probably wouldn’t be any time for her to get up there before I blew my load.

“Yes!” I hissed. “I’d want you to ride my cock while playing with my nipples.”

“Oh, so you like your nipples played with do you? How about sucked?” and then she bent down, still stroking me in her left hand as her right thumb and forefinger grasped my left nipple, and her lips tasted my right nipple.

I couldn’t control myself anymore. “I’m cumming Alisha! Oh God I’m cumming!” my cock exploded, shooting sperm all over her arm, and she continued to do her work on my nipples. Load after load erupted from my shaft, and it felt better than I had ever remembered.

“Are you cumming all over my black shiny latex Larry? Cum all over my latex.”

“Yes!” I almost cried. With that I began to calm down, and she moved her mouth to her arm, covered in my cum, and licked up ever single drop.

“Well, fantasies sometimes come true you know.” I had a strange feeling this one would. What actually happened was totally unexpected though, but much, MUCH better.

Feeding Gnadma my cum

Slipbra on Taboo Stories

Every time I would go to visit I would steal one of Mom's slips, she had so many and I always went to the bottom of the pile to the ones she doesn't wear that much. My favorite use to be to stand in front of her dresser wearing 3 or more slips jerking off while looking at her lingerie open drawers. I would start to cum and spray my cum all over her open drawer making sure to get every piece of panty, bra and slip that I could.

When I was in my 20s I stayed with my grandmother, she was approaching 70. We were talking in her living room, it was the middle of winter and chilly. She sat in her favorite chair with a blanket covering her and when I asked her if I could turn up the heat she insisted I put a blanket over myself. Good, I thought, here's my chance. I went into her room and

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opened up her slip drawer. I put on 4 long half slips and 2 full slips. I couldn't believe I was gonna do this. I put a huge blanket over me and went and sat in the chair facing her.

I crossed my legs in the chair to make a hollow area above my erect nylon covered cock. I was talking with her and stroking myself under the blanket. I would start to get close and wander off in my conversation and she would ask me if I was OK. I told her I was fine and to keep talking. I wished I had the guts to ask her to jerk my cock till I came but I didn't. I was about to cum, my mind was spinning, I didn't care about anything. She said she was hungry and wanted some of the egg salad she made that morning. I had an idea.

I got up and walked across the room, I looked back and she was watching innocently at me, I raised the back of the blanket to show a little lace and I saw her eyes drop to the showing lace. She didn't say a word. This made me so fucking horny. I went into the kitchen and put a piece of bread on her plate. I jerked my cock openly now until I was about to cum. I lifted up the layers of heavenly silk and aimed my cock at the bread. I shot thick wad after wad of cum all over the bread. Then I added the egg salad and another piece of bread. I got her tea mug and wiped my cum around the rim. I used her silk to rub my swollen cock clean and went to her room to change.

I slowly changed knowing my cum was soaking into the bread of the sandwich I made her. I poured her some tea with my cum still wet around the rim and brought it to her. She started eating, my cock started to grow hard again and halfway through the sandwich she said the mayo must be going off because the sandwich tasted strange. Her eye sight and taste were bad due to her age. I could see my gooey cum on her mug as she brought the cup to her mouth. A tiny string of cum stretched from her mouth to the cup, I had to get up. She ate most of her sandwich and I took the plate and cup from her.

I went into the kitchen for my inspection and opened the remainder of the sandwich. The part where most of my cum dropped was gone. I had my cum in my grandmother's stomach and on her lips. I ran to her room and grabbed one of her bras and wrapped my cock in the cup. Nana has huge boobs and the cup completely covered my cock. I knew she would wear this one the next day so I blew a huge cum wad in it in anticipation.

That is it for now, I can tell you more another time.

Slip

Britany's Further Adventures

hornylisa on Taboo Stories

 

   Britany and Linda continued to enjoy Maverick and each other. But Britany noticed Lynn, Linda’s mom, was paying a lot of attention to her. She gave her a ride home every day while Linda was in gymnastics, and she would often touch Britany’s hand or shoulders when they were talking. She even started giving her neck rubs. Of course this was having an effect on Britany, her pussy would get wet when she thought about Lynn

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pt">. Lynn was a very pretty lady she had light brown hair, full 36C breasts and to top it off she was seven months pregnant. Britany thought that made her extra sexy.

   As the days passed Lynn became more affectionate. She would rub Britany’s thigh and she always wanted a hug. Britany wasn’t sure if Lynn wanted her sexually or if her being pregnant was making her more affectionate. Then one day Lynn asked Britany to join her in the hot tub.

   “I’ll have to go home and get my suit.” Britany said.

   Lynn grabbed her arm and said. “Why? We’re both girls we can just go without suits. It’s not like we have anything the other hasn’t seen.”

   Britany felt her nipples harden and her pussy twitch as she watched Lynn remove her top then her jeans leaving her in just her black bra and panties. Britany was biting her lower lip as she stared at the beautiful mother of her best friend. Lynn unhooked her bra revealing her large breasts. Her nipples were large, dark and very stiff. She saw Britany just standing and staring still completely dressed. She smiled and said. “Aren’t you gonna get undressed?” Britany quickly removed her top and skirt then she removed her bra and crossed her arms in front of her small breasts.

   Lynn laughed and moved Britany’s hands from her chest so she could see her small breasts. “Why are you hiding them? They are just beautiful, so perky with little pink nipples.” As she spoke she gave each breast a little squeeze causing Britany to moan.

   “But they’re so small compared to yours.”

   “Of course they are sweetie, you’re much younger and I have one child and another on the way.”

   Lynn removed her panties and Britany gasped when she saw her pussy. “WOW! You don’t have any hair!”

   “Yea, I keep it shaved. Rick likes it that way.” She blushed slightly as she spoke.

   Britany slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them revealing her small light brown bush. Lynn smiled at her and said. “You have a lovely pussy. But I think it would look better shaved.”

   “Do you think so? I’d be afraid I’d cut myself.”

   “Well I could help you or even do it for you if you want.”

   Britany’s mind was racing. Could she stand to let Lynn touch her pussy? What if she got wet and Lynn noticed? She thought for a moment then almost whispered. “Thanks, I’d like that.”

   Lynn’s heart was racing as she led Britany to her bathroom, she wanted Britany in the worst way but what if she tried something and Britany refused. She helped Britany onto the counter and placed a hot wet wash cloth on her crotch. Britany loved the warmth then after a few minutes Lynn removed the cloth and covered her pussy with shaving cream, gently rubbing it in. Britany shuddered when she felt Lynn’s finger slide over her erect clit. Lynn grabbed the razor and carefully began shaving Britany’s teenaged pussy; she could feel her own pussy twitching with every stroke. She carefully shaved along her lips and as she did her finger “accidentally” slipped inside. She smiled when she felt how wet Britany was. She removed her finger noticing how it glistened in the light and said. “Oh I’m sorry sweetie, my finger slipped.”

   “That’s alright, I don’t mind.” Britany moaned as she felt the finger slide out. Then she swallowed hard and decided to test Lynn’s reaction so she smiled and said. “Actually I liked it. It felt really good.”

   Lynn couldn’t believe her ears, Britany wasn’t upset she was giving her permission to finger her. As she finished shaving her she grabbed the wash cloth to wipe away the excess and slowly slid her finger back into Britany’s waiting pussy. Britany moaned as Lynn began sliding her finger in and out.

   “Oh Lynn that feels so good, I love your finger in my pussy.”

   “I love it to Brit; I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” She pressed her lips to Britany’s and they both moaned as their tongues went from mouth to mouth. Britany slid her hands down Lynn’s sides and took a breast in each hand. She began squeezing them then pinching the nipples. Lynn moaned and gasped as she pulled her lips from Britany’s. “Oh Brit that feels wonderful.”

   Lynn licked down Britany’s neck then took her right nipple in her mouth. She gently sucked as she licked it with her tongue. She could feel Britany’s pussy gripping her finger as she nursed her tiny nipple. Not wanting to neglect anything she moved to the other breast then kissed down Britany’s smooth stomach, and then she kissed the top of her freshly shaved pussy. Britany was moaning and pushing her head lower, she was dying to feel her lips on her pussy. Lynn gently spread Britany’s lips and ran her tongue the length of her slit, all the time staring into Britany’s eyes. She slid her tongue as deep as she could scoop out the sweet nectar from Britany’s pussy. Britany’s hips were moving as Lynn licked all her hidden places. Her tongue moving from her tight little hole up to her clit then back again and down lower to her puckered ass.

   “MMMMM, Lynn that’s great. Eat me! Lick my pussy! Make me cum! Oh it feels so good!”

   “Yes Britany, cum for me! Cum all over my tongue! Come on do it! Cum!”

   Britany’s legs were shaking and she was pinching her nipples as Lynn’s tongue swirled around her clit moving her closer and closer to an earth shaking orgasm. Lynn slid a finger into Britany’s pussy and wiggled it back and forth looking for her G spot. When she found it that set Britany off like a Roman candle and she squealed and her hips jerked as sweet juice gushed from her pussy into Lynn’s mouth. Lynn swallowed fast but a lot ran down her chin and onto her breasts.

   “OH GOD I’M CUMMING! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH FUCK! OH LYNN YEEESSSSSSSS!!!”

   As Britany was calming down they heard a noise at the door and Britany almost died when she saw Rick, Lynn’s husband standing there. “My, my what do we have here? Looks like you got your wish Lynn.”

   “Well not completely yet, I haven’t felt her tongue on my pussy or seen her sucking or riding your big black cock.”

   “We’ll have to see if we can fix that.” He said as he quickly stripped. “What do you say Britany, do you want some of this?” Britany’s eyes were wide this was the first real human cock she had seen and it was a monster. It was small compared to Maverick but for a human wow. It was ten and a half inches long and really thick. Her mouth was watering as she thought about sucking it and swallowing his cum. She wondered if it would taste different than Maverick’s.

   “Oh yes I want to suck your cock and feel it stretching my pussy.”

   Lynn moved out of the way and he picked Britany up like she was nothing and carried her to the bed. He kissed her as he sat her on the bed then he stood in front of her with his black cock sticking in her face. She wrapped her hand around it, her fingers were not even close to touching, and started stroking. She could feel his pulse through it and it jerked as her hand slid over the head. She was amazed though his skin was dark the head was a lighter color, almost pink. She held it up and licked the underside from his balls up to the head, causing him to shiver. She opened her mouth and slid his cock in as deep as she could, she could only fit about three inches in but she was working her tongue continuously.

   Lynn sat next to Britany and started licking Rick’s cock then sucked each ball into her mouth. He had his hands on Britany’s head and was humping trying to push more of his cock into her mouth. As it hit the back of her throat she gagged and had to pull her mouth off. While she was catching her breath Lynn took him in her mouth and all the way down her throat. Britany couldn’t believe she could take it all and she stared as Rick fucked his wife’s face. Britany started licking his balls then she took one of Lynn’s swollen nipples in her mouth and began nursing and to her surprise she was getting a small amount of milk. MMMMMMM she thought this really tastes good and she started sucking harder as she squeezed her large breast.

   Lynn pulled her mouth from his cock and moaned. “Yes Britany my tits, drink my milk baby.”

   “Fuck that’s so hot watching her drink your milk. Shit I want to feel her pussy on my cock. Get up here on the bed.”

   Britany lay on her back her legs spread wide, she wanted him inside her and she wanted him now. Rick got between her legs and Lynn moved his cock up and down Britany’s wet slit. When she had it lined up He pushed forward sliding three inches into her. She was no virgin; if you’ve read the other stories you know I fucked her with a seven inch dildo,

But she was really tight. Her pussy gripped him like a glove as he moved in and out giving her a little more each time.

   “Oh Rick it’s so big, you’re tearing me apart. Please, oh please don’t stop. I want to feel it all the way in me.”

   “Yeah baby fuck her little white pussy with your big black cock.”

   He had seven inches in her then he pulled out then shoved it all the way in. Britany almost passed out from the combination of pleasure and pain. Her legs went stiff and her eyes were wide as she struggled to breathe. He stayed buried in her just gently rocking his hips. Lynn was kissing her cheek and running her fingers through her hair then she whispered. “It’ll be alright baby, just breathe. In a few moments you’ll have the most wonderful feelings. There’s nothing like a big hard cock sliding in and out of your pussy.”

 

   Britany was getting used to being so full and she started moving her hips and moaning. When Rick felt her moving he started slowly fucking her. Just short stokes at first but soon he was giving her every inch with every stroke. When Lynn saw Britany was enjoying herself she straddled her head and pressed her pussy against her mouth. Britany grabbed both of Lynn’s cheeks and pulled her tighter as her tongue worked on her pussy. Then she moved her hands around Lynn’s body and stroked her extended belly. Britany loved the fact that Lyn was pregnant and she enjoyed rubbing her belly. Rick could feel the cum churning in his balls and he started fucking her harder. She was lifting her hips matching him stroke for stroke. She started to cum when she heard him yell. “OH FUCK! HERE IT CUMS BABY! I’M GONNA FILL YOU WITH MY HOT CUM! AAAAAAAAHHHHHH SHIIITTTT!”

   She screamed into Lynn’s pussy as she felt his cum coating the walls of her pussy and as she did Lynn squealed and a flood of sweet nectar covered Britany’s face. She licked as much as she could and even though she had eaten pussy before something about Lynn being pregnant made her taste sweeter and pushed her orgasm to new heights. When Rick pulled his cock from her well used pussy Lynn quickly locked her lips to it sucking out his huge load.

 

   They wanted to continue their fun but Lynn looked at the clock and saw she had to pick Linda up. She kissed Britany letting her taste Rick’s cum then dressed and left. While she was gone Britany gave Rick a quick blowjob swallowing a huge load just before Lynn and Linda pulled into the drive. They quickly dressed and were sitting on the couch when they walked in.

   In the days that followed she had sex with Lynn and Rick together and separately and also with Linda. She was trying to think of a way to get them all together because she really wanted to watch Linda with her mom and dad. But that is another story.

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A Walk in the Park

Dirtycharles on Taboo Stories

It was during the summer when I was 13 yrs old.  Me and a few friends
were playing in the park.  Doing all the things young teens do.  At
one point we were all sitting down chatting when Gail said that we
were being watched from someone in the bushes.  We all tried to see
who was watching and we soon found out it was a older man.  After
about 10 mins of this Gail said that she was not going to be spied on
by an old perv and was going home.  Off she went and my other two
friends said the same but I told them I was going to stay.  I wasn't
scared as there were a lot of people close by and anyway I wanted to
know who he was.

I slowly walked over and sat down on a bench close to wher
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e this man
was hiding.  I just sat there listening to him moving around in the
bushes.  The noise became louder and he stepped out and looked
around.  He saw me sitting on the bench all alone and hesitated a
bit, then he came and sat on the bench not too far away from me.  I
pretended not to notice him and I lifted my left foot on to the bench
and looked at my shoe.  As he was on my left side he had quite a good
view of my leg as my skirt rode upwards.  The man slowly slid closer
to me and I continued pretending not to notice him.  Soon he was very
close to me and he was sitting with his hands on his knees.  He
slowly dropped his right hand and rubbed his right leg on the outside
of his thigh, I could see him plainly from the corner of my eye.  
This ment the back of his hand gently rubbed my thigh.  I pretended
not to notice and he became a bit bolder.  He turned his hand round
and placed it on my leg and gave it a small squeeze.  I turned my
head and said "Hello, nice day isn't it".

He smiled back at me and said " You're a pretty little girl, are you
all alone."  I told that I was and that all my friends had gone
home.  He said that he would sit by me and keep me company.  I told
him that was fine by me.  He looked down at my legs and said "My you
do have lovely legs you know, how old are you anyway?" I told him I
was 13 and he smiled when I  told him this.  He gave my leg another
squeeze and when it was obvious that I wasn't going to complain about
him touching me he became even bolder.  He looked around making sure
that no one was watching him, he then slipped his hand under my
skirt.  I took off my small jacket and put it on my lap so that no
one would notice his hand up my skirt.  When I did this then man slid
his hand right my leg, up to my panties.  He pressed right over my
slit and tried to move my panties to one side, but in the position we
were in he couldn't manage it.  He leaned over and said quietly in my
ear, " Little girl, you seem to like me touching you, don't you. "

When I nodded he continued, "Well why dont you come over to the
toilets with me and I will do other nice things to you, would you
like that?"

I just nodded and sttod up.  He took hold of my hand and we walked
over to the toilets which were about 100 yds away.  We waited till no
one was close by and we went into the Gents toilet.  He took me
straight to a cubicle and closed the door behind us.  He said that I
should be quiet as if anyone came in we didn't want them to know we
were in a cubicle.  I told him I would be quiet and that I would do
anything he wanted me to do.  A gleam into his eye when he heard this
ans he asked me to take down my panties.  I reached under my skirt
and pulled them down and took them off.  I then lifted up my skirt.  
The man sat down on the toilet and this gave him a clear view of my
little hairless cunt.  He sighed when he saw my pussy and he lent
forward and kissed it.  I shivered with pleasure and he kissed my
cunt again and slid a finger inside me.  I opened my legs wider and
he managed to get in three fingers.  All the time he was nibbling my
little button of a clit.  As he was doing this to me waves and waves
pf pleasure ran through me, right from my toes to my nose.  All of a
sudden I came and my orgasam made me gasp out loud.  As I came down
to earth I saw that the man had undone his trousers and pulled them
along with his underpant down.  He was sitting on the toilet with his
cock sticking up.  The knob end was all purple like and there was a
drop of precum at the tip.  He took hold of my waist and turned me
around.  With my back towards him he told me to sit down on his cock.
I bent forfard a bit and reached through my legs and took hold of his
cock.  I slowly sat down and I guided his cock to my cunt hole.  I
was very wet and his cock slipped in as I sat down.  MMMMMM I love to
feel a good hard cock as it splits my cunt open and this was no
exception.  As his cock entered I sat down hard and WOOOSH it was all
inside me.  WOW did it take my breath away, but it was a fantastic
feeling.  When I got my breath back I started to ride his cock up and
down and by the groans of pleasure coming from him the man was
enjoying it as much as me.  He held on to my waist and helped me ride
his cock and all too soon I felt him go all ridgid and splash his cim
inside of me as he orgasmed.

After a bit I climbed off him and I turned around and sat on his lap
and played with his wilting cock.  As I did this he put his hands up
my t-shirt and pushed up my bra and played with my tits.  He lifted
my t-shirt up higher and he kissed my tits and nipples and he also
nibbled on them.  While he was doing this his left hand was up my
skirt and he was finger fucking me.  I was soon shuddering with a 2nd
orgasm and to stop me from groaning out loud he kissed me on my lips
and rammed his tongue into my mouth.  Only a small sound came from me
as I came.  WHEEEEE it was a strong one.  By this time his cock was
all again so the man told me to kneel down and to take his cock in my
mouth.  This I did for I love to suck on a cock.  I took his cock
into my mouth and I sucked and sucked while I ran my tongue over the
knob end.  At the same time with my right hand I wanked his cock up
and down.  Soon he was leaning back and his cum was spurting into my
mouth.  I swallowed as much as I could but some escaped and dribbled
down my face.  After this he checked that no one was in the toilet
and we both cleaned up a bit.  He invited me back to his house where
I went and stayed for quite a bit and I let him fuck me once more
before I left. It was later I found out he was 55 yrs of age and that
he really like young girls like me.  A few weeks later he invited me
round to his house, I knew what he wanted and I was ready for some
good sex.  As it turned out he had also invited three of his friends
and I spent that day getting fucked by all four.  By the time I got
home that evening my cunt was dripping with spunk and was quite sore.

He treated her like she didn't exist! Now she was free!

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Fred was very successful in the business world but a looser of a husband, however, no one knew except he and his wife Rose.  Fred was a handsom man who wanted to impress everyone he came in contact with.  He ware $800.00 suits, monagramed shirts and $200.00 shoes.  Fred put on aires as to who he really was, he was a genuine asswhole to his wife.  The first time I saw Rose I was infactuated with her beauty, her sincerity, her shiness and her figure.  I couldn't help noticing her breasts, they seemed to accent her body perfectly.

Fred had been involved in several shady business deals but never jailed because he had the gift of the gab and was very carismat

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ic.  He was also fucking several woman, a young office assistant, secretary in another office and a marrid lady in another city.  Rose had no idea of any of the woman accept the married one and Fred told her if she didn't like it she could leave him but she would get nothing.  It was important to Fred that he keep up appearances of a happy home.  However, good fortune smiled on Rose, the feds went after Fred and he landed in jail. 

Rose diviorced him and a few years later I decided to take a bold step.  I call her and set up an appointment to take some photos of her on the premise that she would be posing for major glamore magazines like Harpers, Red Book, Good House Keeping of if she wanted to some of the Paul Raymond magazines out or Europe.

When I arrive at Roses house she looked like a million dallors.  Rose did not recognize me (which I had hoped)  so I could be more bold in my approach.  Before the first photo session was done Rose was naked and loving it.  On the second session a couple of days later Rose picked up right where she left off.  She was exquisitly beautiful, standing about 5'6" at about 110 lbs with 34 D perky firm breasts, a nice wiast line, great hips and killer legs.

Rose had the largest patch of brown pubic hair I have ever seem on anybody.  The triangle hair went from her pussy to within an inch of her belly button and from hip bone to hip bone.  It was huge!  I ask her to trim it up for the second session and was plesentaly surprized to see that she had trimmed it up signifently.

Over 7even days of shooting pics I accumulated over 700 photos of this magnificent beauty.  With each photo session Rose became more bold herself, she was posing like a pro, spreading her pussy to show everyone cupping her tits, sucking her nipples  and even letting me stroke my cock up and down the length of her slit.  What a hot lady!

I didn't quite get around to fucking her at the time, however, Rose is going to pose for me again soon ad this time I know she'll fuck me.  She doesn't know it yet but I do!

See you soon Rose!  

KOODHI NAASAM - PART 1 (Final Update 3, Part 2 shall continue later)

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Part 1 - அவன் அவளது வழவழத்த இடுப்பை கைகளால் பிடித்து, தடவி தன பக்கம் இழு

The Storeroom Desk - Part II

BadTeacher on Taboo Stories

A week passed and nothing much had transpired. My newfound friendship with Damien was doing well. I had given him a couple of A’s as promised but told him we couldn’t go to overboard or someone may smell a rat. He agreed and to this stage we hadn’t continued our secret acts of pleasure.

 

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A couple of days later during my last class before lunch I noticed Damien whispering to a girl in the desk next to him. It was Megan, a 14-year-old blonde with legs that went all the way up to her ass. How I wish I was 16 again, she would have had a taste of me that’s for sure.

 

I continued the lesson and slowly made my way down the aisle towards them, not to be too obvious. I stopped at the back of the class and finished my lesson as the bell went.

 

The class erupted as my students packed up for the day. I looked at Damien and Megan and waved my finger at them.

 

“I want you two to stay behind for a minute”. I shouted over the noise.

 

Damien’s face dropped and he looked over at Megan. She had a look of surprise on her face, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide as if to say, ‘what did I do?’.

 

The class emptied quickly and I walked over to the door and closed it. Turning around I was faced with the two students sitting at their desks, looking at me.

 

“So.. you obviously think your conversation is more important than my IT lesson Damien” I said harshly.

 

“Sorry Mr. Samuels” replied Damien.

 

“What was so important that it couldn’t wait until after class, please tell”.

 

“Megan was asking me how did I manage to get my Grades up and I told her she would need to speak to you, cause you know of ways..” he said trailing off.

 

I smiled. My eyes fixed onto Megan who quickly looked down to avoid eye contact with me.

 

“Well.. miss Mathews, I am glad to see that you do have some interest in graduation. What is it you want to know?” I asked her.

 

“Erm.. well I was just wondering how Damien did so well and he told me you gave him extra lessons and I was err… wondering if I could get some too” she said slowly.

 

I laughed aloud. She had no idea of what Damien and I had been up to, or did she? I looked urgently at Damien, he could see the fear in my eyes.

 

“Don’t worry Teach… I didn’t say anything to her” he assured me.

 

“I see” I replied.

 

“Well miss Mathews. To get your grades up requires a lot of devotion and the ability to keep our methods an absolute secret. Doesn’t it Damien?” I said.

 

“For sure Sir” he responded.

 

“Okay. So when would you like to start Megan?” I asked her.

 

Megan looked up and smiled slightly.

 

“As soon as possible Sir” she said confidently.

 

“Okay. But in this case I need Damien to be in attendance. So it will be both of you and myself. Are you both okay with that?” I asked.

 

Megan looked at Damien, Damien looked at Megan and then at me. He was confused but nodded in agreement. Megan looked back at me and nodded her head.

 

“Right we start tomorrow afternoon. Instead of sports I want you both to come to my classroom at 2.15. You can wear your Gym clothes” I told them.

 

“Cool” was Damien’s response followed by a “Sure” from Megan.

 

“Right you can both be excused now, hurry along” I said and turned towards the door.

 

The two students picked up their school bags and walked past me. Damien smiled as he passed and winked. I smiled back and put my forefinger up to my lips in a silent gesture. He grinned and nodded his head and then walked off with Megan.

 

I watched as they disappeared. Her legs were incredibly sexy sticking out under her school dress. I longed to run my fingers up in between them. Perhaps I would get my chance the following day.

 

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The next day dragged by and I couldn’t wait for it to come to an end. Eventually the last bell rang and everyone left for the day. I set about tidying up and went into the storeroom to prepare for the afternoon.

 

I stood and stared at the desk. My mind went back in time and I could see Damien and myself lying there making love. I still couldn’t believe it had happened. It was like a dream. I made sure that I had some spare towels again so that we could make a mattress out of them. The desk was a makeshift bed but uncomfortable without some sort of padding.

 

Very quickly 2.15 came and I heard a knock on my door.

 

“Come in” I shouted.

 

The door opened and in walked the two young teenagers. Both were dressed in their sports clothes. Megan looked hot. She had gym shoes and white sox and white shorts that were Ohhh so short and a green T-shirt. Her long blonde hair was neatly tied up in a single pony behind her head. I stared at the non-existent gap between her legs and wondered if anyone had ever had the pleasure.

 

“Okay guys take a seat at your desks and I will explain how this is going to work.” I said.

 

The two students walked to their desks and sat down. I walked passed them slowly saying nothing and turned around to face the front of the classroom. I then crossed over to where Megan was sitting and stopped directly behind her chair.

 

“You see miss Mathews, Damien and I have an understanding, don’t we Damien?” I said. Damien nodded his head.

 

“The way I work is this. You do things for me and I do things for you in the form of grading papers and exams. What you do for me is negotiable between us. If you don’t like it the deal is off, simple as that”. I commented.

 

Megan remained silent and nodded her head in agreement. She looked at Damien for support and he smiled back at her reassuringly.

 

“Okay, lets get down to business then. Miss Mathews, or may I call you Megan?” I asked.

 

“Megan is cool.” she answered.

 

“Okay, Megan, on the subject of Sex Ed, are you being taught by any of the staff at this school?” I asked her.

 

Megan turned and looked at me inquisitively. I could see she was wondering what the hell I was on about.

 

“Well yeah.. My home room Teacher Mrs. Baxter teaches Sex Ed to us.” Megan replied.

 

“..and does that Sex Ed include the art of seduction or just the part about what happens when a man and a woman have sex together.” I continued.

 

“She taught us about the man and the woman and how a baby is made.” Megan replied.

 

“Okay good. Well my lesson will be advantageous to you then as I teach the method in which a man and a woman make love.” I said.

 

Megan put her hands over her mouth, looked at Damien and giggled into her hands. She thought I was joking.

 

“It’s nothing to be shy about Megan, it’s perfectly natural. Let me ask you a question then. Have you ever made out with a boy before?” I asked her.

 

Megan remained silent for a minute and then spoke out.

 

“Well yeah sort of I guess”. Was her response.

 

“You don’t seem very sure of yourself. Maybe you would like to expand on what you mean by making out with a boy.” I replied.

 

Megan looked at Damien and giggled. She was red and clearly blushing. Her hands fidgeted on the desk in front of her. She was becoming uneasy.

 

I moved around to the front and sat about five feet away. Megan looked down to avoid eye contact. She focused on her hands as they fiddled with a pencil. She moved her lips but said nothing.

 

“Megan. It’s just the three of us. You don’t have to be scared. I want to help you understand the facts of life. To do that you need to tell me what you already know.” I said reassuringly.

 

“Okay, I kissed a guy with my tongue and like, he touched me on my breasts but that was all.” She muttered quietly.

 

“Good. What about you Damien? How far have you been with a girl?” I asked him.

 

Damien looked at me. I could see in his eyes he wanted to tell Megan about our encounter but he knew that would be a mistake at this time. He looked back down and shrugged his shoulders.

 

“Not real far. Just kissing.” He said as he glanced over at Megan.

 

Megan had her hands up over her mouth again, trying desperately not to laugh. She seemed nervous about this line of questioning. I could see her knees swaying back and forth. A sign of nerves that was for sure.

 

“Okay guys, so we can assume that you are both virgins and haven’t a clue about making love.” I said slowly.

 

With that Megan nearly choked as she giggled hard into her hands. I smiled at her and she saw my expression and giggled again. Damien joined in by raising a broad grin. He too was a reddish colour around the cheeks.

 

“What we are going to learn today is the art of foreplay. If you don’t know what that means it’s the things you do to build up to the big part when man and woman join together. Are you ready to get started?” I asked them.

 

Damien nodded. He seemed a little excited and just a little curious as to what this was leading up to. Megan on the other hand was undecided as she didn’t know what she was getting herself into.

 

“I will say this. What we do in this lesson does not leave this classroom. It’s an absolute sworn secret and will stay just between us three okay?” I said sternly.

 

Megan looked afraid. She was totally unsure of what to say or do.

 

“Sure thing Mr. Samuels.” Damien responded. “It’s okay Meg’s he’s cool, he wont hurt us or anything.” He assured her.

 

Megan smiled gingerly and nodded her approval. I was relieved to see them both accepting my demands. It was time to get started so I moved over to the storeroom and beckoned to both children to join me.

 

They got up and walked into the room and stood nervously in front of me. I pointed to the desk, which already had the blankets laid out and said.

 

“Why don’t you both sit up on the desk next to each other and we’ll get started.”

 

Megan moved over and gingerly jumped up, lifting herself onto the desk with her legs dangling over the edge. Damien then joined her.

 

“Right separate yourselves so you that there is enough room for me to stand in between you.” I told them.

 

Megan shifted over so that there was a gap between them. I moved into this space and pushed myself in between them. I had Damien on my left in close contact and Megan on my right.

 

I raised my arms and put them on the outer waist of each child, resting my hands just above their hips. Their eyes followed my hands and watched me saying nothing.

 

“Now then. Imagine my hands are your respective partners hands. I will show you what a partner should do to arouse you, their mates correctly, okay?”

 

I received no response from either of them.

 

I moved both my hands down to their knees and rested them on the inner parts of their bare legs, just below the legs of their gym shorts. Megan quivered as my hand touched her skin. She was warm and soft.

 

“The human groin area is the most sensitive spot on the human body. Manipulated correctly, it sends a series of electrical impulses to the brain, which then releases pheromones and endorphins. These chemicals stimulate us and give us the ‘tingly feeling’ we know as butterflies etc.” I explained as my hands moved slowly, inch by inch up their inner legs.

 

My hands reached the baggy opening of the legs of their gym shorts and had now disappeared inside, moving closer up toward their private parts.

 

Megan coughed and I could see she was very uncomfortable. She wriggled slightly but remained calm. Damien watched my hand going up his shorts and then shuddered as my left hand touched his cock through his boxer shorts. I wanted to touch him first as he was already use to me. His eyes closed and he gritted his teeth. I gently rubbed his shaft and felt it moving as he began to get an instant erection.

 

Seconds later, the fingers on my right hand reached as far as it could inside Megan’s shorts. Her legs were closed tightly together, hindering my journey towards her hot little mound.

 

“Guys, I need you to relax and open you legs a little for me so that I can proceed okay?”

 

With that Megan responded with a shaky voice.

 

“Mmm Mr. Samuels, do we have to do this? I’m not real happy about what you are doing to me. I’m sorta like scared.”

 

I looked at her and could see she was trembling. I removed my hand instantly from out of her gym shorts and lifted her chin up so that she made eye contact with me.

 

“Megan, you are a real sweet kid and I like you very much. I think you will benefit from what I am about to show you, plus all your grades will be uplifted and you will be one of the most popular girls in school. You don’t want to let that opportunity slip away do you?” I asked her softly.

 

Megan shook her head slowly and looked down chewing at her lip.

 

“I guess not.” She said softly.

 

“That’s my girl. Just relax. I won’t hurt you. It’s a bit scary at first but in a short while your endorphins will kick in and you will begin to enjoy what I am doing.” I assured her.

 

I returned my hand to where it was under her shorts and pushed up as far as I could go and again met the resistance of her tightly closed legs.

 

“Megan.” I said softly “Open your legs a little bit for me, please.” I whispered.

 

At last she gave in and slowly opened her legs, allowing my fingers to slide up closer to her steaming crotch. I could feel the heat as I approached and it made my cock quiver with excitement. My index and forefingers finally touched her panty covered mound and she visibly shuddered at the contact. I started to rub her, slowly adding more and more pressure to her puffy mound.

 

I watched her and Damien as I rubbed them together at the same time. The expressions on their faces were changing like someone that had just sniffed a few grams of snort. The lips of their mouths parted and their eyes started to close slightly.

 

“That’s it guys, relax. Just breath slowly and relax..” I spoke reassuringly.

 

Damien was starting to breath deeper as his penis became fully erect. He seemed to be in like a self induced trance. Eyes closed and lips parted, his chest rising and falling as his breathing increased.

 

Megan was also starting to relax and breath shallower. Her lips parted and her eyes closed as my finger rubbed softly against her swelling mound.

 

The next step was to try and get their gym shorts off. I knew that if I could get them to a near state of cumming, that they might be enticed to remove them. It was risky but I was willing to take the chance.

 

I moved my fingers up and down, softly over Megan’s hidden clitoris and continued rubbing it in circular motions. Eventually I felt a damp patch forming in the cotton of her panties. She was getting hot.

 

“That’s it Megan” I cooed to her. “You’re doing fine”

 

I crossed my focus back to Damien who had opened his legs a little wider and was now leaning backwards on his elbows. I tucked my hand under his underwear and managed to gain access to his swollen shaft. Wrapping my stubby fingers softly around it I started to gently jerk him off. He collapsed and lay on his back moaning softly.

 

Within a short while Megan began to quiver slightly and started uttering the tiniest of squeaks. Her body began to respond more noticeably to my fingering. I quickly tucked a finger under the thin elastic of her panty legs and pulled the material away exposing her hot little pot. My fingers touched her naked skin for the first time and slipped easily back and forth in the wet pool that had formed between her pussy lips. She shuddered as I made contact with the outer edges of her vagina.

 

I removed my left hand from under Damien’s shorts and grabbed at the elastic waistband. Pulling it hard and quickly I managed to get Damien’s shorts and his underwear off without resistance. He lifted his butt and allowed them to slide quickly off his body. He lay their naked from the waste down with his hard cock pointing skywards. I brought my hand back and continued masturbating him.

 

Megan watched as I undressed him but then turned her head away as Damien’s cock was released into view. I worked faster with Damien and was surprised at how quickly he climaxed. Within a few seconds he started moaning and shifting his body. I jerked him off quickly and his body stiffened as he blew his load. He raised his head slightly and watched as blobs of cum erupted from his penis and slid down over my fingers and then he collapsed again. His hips continued to buck slowly in rhythm with my pumping hand. I let him go and brought my hand to my mouth and licked his cum from my fingers. Megan saw me and licked her lips, wondering what it was that I was tasting.

 

All the while my other hand worked feverishly over Megan’s wet pussy but my fingers were restricted because of her panties. I stopped everything and carefully took the waistband of her shorts and began to pull them down. Megan hesitated for a few seconds and eventually lifted her butt allowing me to pull off her shorts. As they slid down over her legs I saw the wet spot on her panties where my fingers had been rubbing. She looked so innocent, yet gorgeous lying there in panties and T-shirt. I let her shorts drop onto the floor and quickly concentrated on her panties. She instinctively grabbed them with both hands to stop me from removing them.

 

“No.. please don’t sir, I don’t want to take them off.” She whimpered.

 

“Megan it’s way to late to stop now. You know your body is crying out to be touched some more. Close your eyes and enjoy the ride, I promise I’ll be gentle and you will enjoy it” I said reassuring her.

 

This time she didn’t resist. I pulled her panties downwards and watched as they exposed her bare pussy for the first time. A second later they were off. She was now naked from her waist down. My God she was a sexy looking 14 year old. I pushed her T-shirt up so that her skin was exposed from her tits to her feet. I wanted her so bad it hurt.

 

Megan quickly closed her legs again and covered her bare mound with her hands. I reached out, taking her hands gently and prized them away from her womanhood and dropped them by her side. She closed her eyes and turned her head away in defiance, resigned to what was about to happen to her.

 

My cock was screaming for attention and I was sure that pre-cum began to ooze from my piss hole. I could feel the blood throbbing through my veins as my heart pounded in my chest.

 

I glanced at Damien who was now coming back to reality and he had raised himself on his left elbow to watch Megan and me. His right hand was wrapped around his sagging shaft. He worked it slowly back and forth allowing the last drops of semen to ooze out.

 

I concentrated my activities now to Megan. I placed a hand on each leg and prised them gently apart. I could feel her pulling them back but I was stronger and she eventually parted them. Her pussy lips opened and oozed its love juice as her legs spread wide apart.

 

I slipped my hand in between her legs and pushed it up against her vagina. My fingers began to flick back and forth, working at the tight, tender opening of her vagina. The heat surrounding my fingers was intense. A little more force, and my index finger slipped beyond the soft entrance and buried itself to the first knuckle. I withdrew it a little, and mounted a second assault, this time pushing my finger in to the second knuckle.

 

Megan couldn’t hold back any more and she let out a gasp and moaned as my fingers moved gently in and out of her vagina. Her legs widened even more as she wriggled to get comfortable. She finally relaxed and gave up the fight allowing me to take over.

 

Damien watched in amazement. His eyes wide open and his mouth was agape. He had stopped pulling his penis shaft and I could see that it was swelling again to full erection, Megan and I had turned him on again. I was glad, as more was to come from him later.

 

I could see that Megan was close to orgasm and I knew my time had arrived. I quickly pulled my fingers out of her wet puffy hole and hastily unbuttoned my trousers letting them fall to my feet. I then moved in between her legs grabbing her with both hands around the waste and I pulled her hips to the edge of the desk. I was visibly shaking as my hands then pulled my boxers down over my legs allowing my poor aching cock to breath fresh air for the first time. Megan raised her head momentarily to see what I was doing and her eyes widened as she watched my cock move closer in between her legs. She had obviously never had sex before and I could see the fear welling in her eyes.

 

Before she knew what was happening, Megan felt the impact of my invasion. My cock buried itself as far as it could go into her hot little hole. I was amazed at the tightness of this little vixen as I gently bucked into her. She shifted her body a little and then lifted her legs upwards trying to get into a comfortable position as I filled her entire womb with my thick cock. I caught each leg as they swayed past my side and lifted them vertically so that her ankles rested on my shoulders.

 

Megan’s eyes suddenly popped wide open and she stiffened as on my forth pump I penetrated her virginal hymen and my cock sank to the bottom of her womb. She let out a loud cry as the pain swept through her. It was an incredible feeling and I was seconds away from blowing my load, I battled to with strain myself. A second or two later we were rocking slowly together, my cock totally immersed inside her small cunt, her legs straight up my chest. I slowly pushed and pulled my thankful penis in and out of the 14 year olds vagina. 

 

Megan whimpered softly as I wrapped my arms around her spindly legs, pushing them backwards towards her head, which allowed me deeper and tighter penetration into her cunt. My balls slapped against her tightly puckered anus as each thrust brought on new feelings for both her and me. She lowered her arms and grabbed the edge of the desk with her hands, her knuckles turning white as she gripped with all her might and pulled herself hard against me, she’d impale her cunt on my cock and then let me pull it out again. All the while she was staring directly into my eyes with a look of unbridled sexual madness. She looked wild.

 

Damien in the mean time was watching us pulling his hardened shaft in rhythm with the two of us. He too wasn’t far from his second eruption. I thought for a moment and then remembered the wooden box at the other end of the room.

 

“Damien, jump down and get that box over there and place it on the floor behind me” I said quickly.

 

Damien stopped pulling himself and jumped of the desk and did what he was asked and then looked at me with puzzled expression.

 

“Now climb up behind me and put you penis inside of my ass like I did to you yesterday okay?” I said.

 

Damien nodded, smiled and climbed onto the box. This brought the level of his cock and my anus to the same. I stopped fucking Megan for a second to allow him to enter me and I pulled my ass cheeks apart so Damien could find my hole. He quickly found it and pushed the head of his cock against my brown hole and it slipped slowly in. After a few thrusts he began to go deeper. I shuddered as I felt him invade me. Becky knew what was happening and looked at me. I smiled at her and she lay back and closed her eyes.  

 

“That’s it my boy now push hard, quickly now” I said as I felt him penetrate deeper into my anus.

 

There we were, the three of us joined together. What a sight it must have been. I was in heaven as a teenager was fucking my ass and my cock was buried deep into a virgin cunt.  

 

After a few more minutes of fucking Megan I could feel the inevitable tide rising within my loins, and fought it off with all my might. To stop myself from cumming I gave one last thrust so that my 5’ cock was as deep inside as it would go and then I left it there. I bent over her to allow Damien better penetration and watched as Megan continued the work, pulling herself hard against me at the same time Damien was speeding up behind me. I could hear the slapping of his balls as they bounced against me, his grunts becoming louder, he was about to blow.

 

Megan suddenly began to shudder and she hastened her movements as she grunted and groaned. She threw her head left and right and gritted her teeth as her body began to tremble. This beautiful little angel was about to orgasm. Damien gripped me tight around the waste and thrust hard and fast into me and I gazed in amazement as Megan’s body shook as each tremor exploded inside her. Each time Damien thrust into me he would push me deeper into Megan, touching her G spot and sending her over the edge. It was too much for me to bare.

 

“Nnnnngggaaaaaaaahhh” “aaaaaaaaaahh” “aaaah” Megan blurted out in a half crying voice. I felt the muscles of her tiny vagina contract around my cock and at the same time I felt my balls begin to swell. I firmly squeezed my hands into a clenched fist and pushed my head back gritting my teeth.

 

There was a flash of blinding light in my mind’s eye, and I sensed accompanying deafness of the little death. My cock erupted and I swiftly pulled it out of her gaping cunt and let it slide upwards in between her pussy lips. She was caught by surprise as wave after wave of semen spewed forth onto her tummy. While it was merely seconds, it seemed like eons, as I continued to thrust my hips forward fucking her between her wet lubricated legs. My cock rode the groove of her small cunt and the mixture of cum, sweat and pre-cum in between her legs was intoxicating.

 

“Argggghhh I’m cumming” was all I heard from behind me as Damien erupted. His cock was buried deep inside of me and I could feel the heat from his semen as it spewed into my slippery chasm. 

 

As the last wave of cum flowed out of me, I squeezed Megan’s legs tightly closed, and then nearly collapsed. Little death, hell! I was decimated.

 

Her body bucked a few more times as she slowed down and came to a stop. Damien pulled his cock out of me and fell backwards off the box, nearly collapsing onto the floor. Megan’s legs began to sag and I moved them slowly back down to their original position. She was breathing hard, her eyes wide open, she looked at me and for the first time I could see a sparkle in them as if she was thanking me for what just happened.

 

I could see a faint trickle of moisture oozing from her tiny hole as her first cum juices found their way to the surface of her womb. She lay there breathing heavily. I pushed her legs apart again and dipped my face to within a few millimetres of her pussy. The smell was unbelievable. A mixture of teen sweat, deodorant, semen and cum juice. If I could bottle it I would be a millionaire. I released my tongue into her groove and began to lick her clean. I felt her small hands caressing my head as I licked and sucked on her pussy.

 

After another minute or two I finished up and stood back up smiling at her. I reached out and took her by the hand pulling he back up into a sitting position.

 

“There… that wasn’t so bad was it Megan?” I said breathing hard.

 

Megan managed a faint smile as she gazed down at her wet pussy. She moved and rolled herself off the table picking up her panties and gym shorts. Her hair was all over the place.

 

The three of us got dressed in silence and as soon as we were all presentable again I spoke.

 

“You kids have just had your first lesson in making love. Was it as enjoyable for you as it was for me?” I questioned them.

 

Damien smiled and nodded his head as Megan glanced at him. I looked at her waiting for acknowledgement. She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders in a cocky way.

 

“I guess” was her response.

 

“Okay get your Asses outta here and I will see you in the morning. You have just earned yourselves an ‘A’ for your next exam and if you are really good I might allow you both to stay home one day next week” I said.

 

Megan’s eyes lit up and she grinned at me. They both grabbed their satchels and started for the door.

 

“Bye Mr. Samuels” Damien said as he disappeared down the corridor.

 

Megan stopped at the door and turned to face me. I panicked slightly wondering if she had a problem with our arrangement.

 

“Mr. Samuels..” she said slowly.

 

“Yes Megan” I replied.

 

“Will you teach me some more another time? I want to learn everything about making love, perhaps in a better place than the class room” she said and gave me a sexy smile.

 

I was in love. I couldn’t believe what she just said.

 

“Baby, from this moment on you and I will learn all there is to know about the art of making love. But it must stay as our secret okay? No telling anybody?” I said.

 

“Okay” she shouted as she turned and ran to catch up with Damien.

 

I went back to the desk in the storeroom and began to clean up. I noticed a pool of cum smeared on the surface where Megan had been lying. A small trace of blood was visible from when I turned her into a woman. I dipped my finger into the liquid and brought it up to my nose. I could smell her, my mind reeled in the memory of the afternoon and my cock jumped in my shorts. I began to plan our next encounter.

Best Friends BBW Mom

blindlowrida on Taboo Stories

Well it was a Friday night and I was looking for something to do. So I called my friend up, Rob. The town I live in isnt very big and there isnt a lot of things to do. Anyway I asked him what he was doing and he said nothing so I decided to go over to his house. I got all showered up and started to make my way to his house. It is a pretty long drive too.

I get to his house about 8:30 or so. I get to the door and knock on it. His mom answers the door. I ask "Is Rob home?", she replied "Actually he passed out on the couch in the living room". I said "Can i come in and wake him up?" she said "sure go right ahead". So I start to follow her into the living room, me not paying attention she stops going through the doorway and I kinda bump into her

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. She's like "better yet my back is kind of sore, would you mind giving me a massage?" I say in shock "Are you serious?" and she replies "well of course". So I agree and we both go upstairs trying not to wake Rob up.

When we get to her room she says "Just let me slip into something more comfortable". She takes about 5 minutes or so and comes out wearing a silky nightgown thing. I was pretty suprised to see this. Now she isnt the best looking mom around by no means she what you might say a BBW. She has the biggest breasts i have ever seen. So anyway she sits down on the floor in front of the bed and says "well you better get started". I sit down on the bed and put my hands on her shoulders and i say "well im not to experienced in giving massages but ill do my best". As im going along shes moaning a little bit in pleasure. She leans up and gives me a little kiss. I say "What was that for?". She replies well your a handsome young man and you deserve it. I say "well thanks I guess". I keep going a little bit longer and finally get my courage up and I reached down and started to kiss her neck. When I get done she turns around.

I thought to myself "Oh crap maybe I shouldnt have done that". but to my surprise she smiles. She reaches down and starts to unzip my pants. Then she takes them all the way off. When she sets the pants down she pulls my 6 inch cock out of my zipper. I know im not the biggest down there but im proud. She says "Not bad this is pretty thick, just the way i like it". She starts to suck it, it didnt take me long to come. I said "im going to cum" but she kept sucking until i blew my load into her mouth and she swallowed it all up.

She gets up and lays down on the bed and says "Now its your turn". I take her pants off to find no pantys. I laid down infront of her and stuck 2 fingers in her slit. She was dripping wet. I bang her for a few minutes. I finally dive in and shove my toung in there, tasting the pussy juices in my mouth. Im licking away for awhile and shes moaning away. Then she starts bucking her hips and cums.

When i was finished there i was hard as a rock. I laid down next to her and start kissing her. Then I climb on top of her and said "Those tittys are looking mighty sexy". She takes my cock in her mouth and gets it well lubed up. I slide back a little bit and squeeze her tits together. I slid my cock right in between there and started to hump harder and harder. Until finally I blew it and my warm spooge shot all over her face and tits. I rolled off in exaustion.

We laid there for awhile just making out and feeling eachother up. I asks "Have you ever had sex before". I didnt know what to say because I was still a virgin. So I say "Not yet" she says "so im the lucky huh?" and I reply " Nope im the lucky one" she giggles a little bit. Then all of a sudden she climbs on top of me and says "get ready". She grabs my cock and then sits down on it. Im loving every minute of this. So she starts humping me. I just lay there watching those huge tits bounce as she rides me. Then after about 15 or so minutes im almost ready to come. I say "stop im goin to blow it". but she kept on going. I blow it in her wet pussy and she rolls off of me. I was just laying there contemplating what just happened. We start talking then she mentions that I should probably go wake rob up.

We both got dressed and started down stairs. I wake Rob up and we talk for a little while. He says "SO what do you want to to im bored" I just smiled and said "Im not"

The Sins of St. Sebastiens - Chapter 4

Tom Slick on Taboo Stories

Teresa stepped off of the ricketty old bus and looked up at the face of the old monastary.  It had been three months since she'd left, along with many of the others she had rode up from the town with.  Sister Eunice, the school master, and Sister Naomi had met the twelve girls and four boys at the station.  Teresa had been attending St. Sebastiens for three years, and now at 19 she was going into her final year of studies.  She would soon be taking the tests that she would have to pass in order to be accepted as a novice nun.  She also knew that, with Sister Naomi's guidance, she would become a new member of the Order of Quirini-Zacaria.

"It's good to see you again, Teresa!" Sister Naomi had said in greeting to her, before taking her in her arms for a hug

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of welcome.  Naomi was 30 years old, and Teresa could feel the swell of her ample breasts beneath the covering habit robes. 

"It's great to see you, too, Sister," Teresa replied.  "I hope to visit with you this evening, if you can spare some time?"

"I'd like that," the nun replied.  "But I'm afraid I will be engaged with the new girls.  I have been assigned to mentor and guide them for the first couple of weeks."

Teresa was disappointed.  She had been eagerly looking forward to this first night back, and spending a few long hours in the bed of her sponcer and favorite nun.  She had been with Sister Naomi on many occasions the previous year and had learned so much about her body, as well as the nun's. 

"I do have a surprize for you, though," the nun smiled.  "I've talked with Father Lukas and he would like to see you this evening, after the meal, to discuss your noviceship."

Teresa was delighted.  "Oh, that's so wonderful!  Then I can start the year in the grays?"  She was eager to put on the gray and white outfit of a novice nun.  Her status among the other students would be hightened.  She would also have many more priveledges.

"I'm sure that's what he'll tell you, dear."  Sister Naomi gave her a second, warm hug before ushering her onto the bus with the others.  Once they had travelled the four miles up the winding trail high into the valley, they came to park in front of the main entrance.  "St. Sebastiens Monastary and Catholic School of Theological Studies" was carved onto a large stone proclaiming the facility's purpose.  The students had filed out and were being separated into two groups.  Sister Naomi took the six new students, including all four boys, aside to be taking to the reception hall for a short briefing on the facility and its rules.  The remaining ten girls, all former students returning to continue their studies, went with Sister Eunice directly to the student quarters.  All of them would be bunking in chambers of four girls each for their stay.

Teresa was roomed with three girls she knew.  Rachel and Anna were a year younger than her, and Rebekah was two.  All four of them were in the novice studies program, although Teresa was the farthest along.  Rachel was from Savanah, Georgia, with long, curly blonde hair and a full body.  She was curvy and a little plumper than Teresa remembered.  Her breasts had also filled out greatly since the spring.  Anna was from Lansing, Michigan, the daughter of an automobile industry executive.  She was quiet, though always aware of the conversations around her.  She had straight brown hair, was smallish for her age in build and height, and gave Teresa the impression of a fairy-tale harpy.  Rebekah was the talker of the bunch, never seeming to run out of stories to tell or opinions to express.  She was of average height and build for her age, with strawberry-blonde hair and bright blue eyes.  Of the four, Teresa was tallest, and had the biggest breasts at 36d.  If there was one thing Teresa noticed about a woman, or girl, it was their breasts.

After spending a couple hours catching up with each other, and putting things away in their small cubboards and dressers, the four girls went together to evening prayer, and then dinner.  After, Sister Claudia, one of the school's executive secretaries, came to retrieve Teresa.

Teresa was ushered in to Father Lukas' elaborate office, where the elder priest greeted her warmly.  Father Lukas had met with a few of the Order's sisters to gage the young woman's acceptance.  He had learned from Sister Naomi about the carnel desires the nun had awakened within the girl, and she felt that Teresa was ready and would accept him, as well as the teachings of the Order, with open arms, and thighs.  Father Lukas was eager to taste the freshness of young Teresa as he returned behind his desk and asked her to be seated.

"To know God fully, one must also know Satan, fully," he began.  "Only a select few throughout history have fully grasped each, and come to be able to use that which was learned, for the betterment of all.  I have taken on this role, as spiritual leader of the Order of Quirini-Zacaria, not because I know both sides of lust fully.  Heavens, no.  I am learning more every day, as I hope you will, should you desire to take this path, my child."

"Sister Naomi has told me much about what it is to be a sister of the Order, Father," Teresa said.

"I doubt you have but a minute idea of what you could learn, and experience, within the Order.  Sister Naomi is but a meer child herself within the Order, and she has been with us for five years!  It takes a lifetime of learning the sins of the flesh, the ecstacy of release, the passions of desire, to even scratch the surface of what can be unearthed within the very depths of your own lustful soul."  Father Lukas stood and moved to sit upon the short sofa that ran along the west wall.  "Come, my daughter, stand before me and show me yourself."

Teresa stood before him, under his gaze.  Embarassment began to warm her cheeks.  After a long, silent minute, he told her to turn her back to him, and once she had, silence once again filled the office.  After another minute, Father Lukas said, "The center of creation, of God's point of touch upon mankind, is also the center of sin.  The place within a woman's body where we are all given the spark of life by God, is also the place where Satan has the greatest influence upon mankind."

Teresa jumped, startled, as she felt Father Lukas' hands upon her backside.  He began to rub her assglobes, caressing them, through the fabric of her school-issued panties, beneath the dark blue skirt she wore.  She sighed as his fingers dug strongly into her flesh, his hands squeezing the cheeks of her ass strongly.  He continued this for many minutes, until finally he told her, "Turn around, my daughter, and kneel before me."

Teresa was shocked at the sight before her when she did.  She knelt before Father Lukas, and his long, strong, erect cock, which stood out of the front of his trousers.  She admired its girth, knowing it to be nearly twice the size of any of the boys' cocks she'd seen in the past.  The purple knob atop the shaft was pulsing, and a clear drop of liquid had leaked from the pee-hole.  She was mesmerized by the sight, just a couple feet away from her.

"To be the bride of God, as all women of the cloth are," he began, "she must be willing to give all that she is to Him, to His teachings, and to those within whom He has given the task of leading the flocks unto the promised paradise of heaven.  A man of God, a priest, and a woman of God, a novice, must consumate the wedding in the flesh, as the woman of God consumate's her soul unto Him."  Father Lukas then stood before her prostate form, his cock only a few inches from her bowed head.  "Arise," he commanded, and she did.

Father Lukas then began uttering a prayer, barely audible to Teresa, and began to disrobe her.  As the long prayer ended, she stood before him totally naked.  Her brown nipples stuck proudly up from her rapidly rising and falling breasts as she awaited what was to come next. 

He silently lay her out upon the sofa on her back.  "The rod of creation is embedded within the male cock," he explained as he began to remove his trousers.  "To love God's gift of creation, a gift mankind alone has the power to consumate, you must love a man's cock."  He moved closer to her, aiming his hardened manhood towards her face.  "Will you, daughter Teresa, accept my cock with all the love you have for God, as if it were God's own phallis?"

"Yes, Father," she murmered softly with a nod of her head, although her eyes were now locked onto the purple knob, wavering just inches from her.  "I will accept your cock as I would accept God's."

"Kiss the cockhead of your Lord," he commanded.  Teresa did, feeling the soft sponginess on her lips.  And then again.  And then, as she started to kiss it for a third time, Father Lukas humped his hips forward and pushed a full three inches of cock into her startled mouth.  He held his cock there, forcing her head back.  She gulped and hummed as she began tonguing his cock.  He found her ample breasts with his hands and began to fondle and squeeze them.  He pulled at her hardening nipples to feel the weight of her tits hanging from his fingers.  Teresa groaned around his cock, sending waves of pleasure through him.

"That's it, my child.  Sing unto the praises of the sinful flesh!  Sing upon my cock as though you were singing to the Lord."  Teresa moaned and hummed as his cock slipped along her tongue, back and forth with the motions of his hips.

After a few minutes, Father Lukas then moved to sit upon the sofa and had Teresa kneel before him once again.  This time, she was instructed to worship his cock as though saying prayer, to moan the Prayer of the Rosary as she bobbed her mouth up and down the full length of his manhood.  She did as best as she could, but could only manage to take about half of his cock into her mouth before the touch of it at the back of her throat caused her to gag.  He knew she would in time learn to accept him fully into her throat, as so many before her had.

Next, Father Lukas positioned Teresa on her hands and knees on the sofa and began to show her how a man of God speaks his own love for the center of creation.  He licked at her warm pussy folds, from anus to clitorus, up and down her ass crack, across her tightly puckered anus, and finally into her viginal vaginal slot.  It took him some time to begin to draw juices from her tight hole, but once Teresa's cream began to flow, her cries of desire filled the office, and drove Father Lukas on.

He licked and sucked at the teen-ager's pussy until she was writhing about, moaning in lustful pleasure.  He had to hold on tight to her hips in order to continue orally pleasing her.  Finally, with a gut-deep groan, Teresa's body convulsed into a series of spasms.  Her orgasm had exploded through her as never before.  Even with Sister Naomi, she had never felt such a strong release.

Father Lukas released her hips and she collapsed onto the sofa.  He gently rolled her onto her back and spread her thighs.  The dark hairs of her pubic mound were matted with saliva and girl-cream.  Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath after the intense orgasm he'd given her.

"Open yourself to me," he said gently.  She knew instinctively what he meant and spread her legs wide, exposing herself fully to his gaze.  Her pussy lips were bright red and pulsing gently within the tangle of her pubic hairs.  His need for her was overwhelming.

He positioned himself between her open thighs, his cock in hand and aimed at the center of her soul.  He began to recite a series of prayers that she would learn were from the Order's sacred teachings.  She barely heard a word of any of it as he leaned closer and touched the head of his cock to the entrance of her vagina.  Her senses seemed to spin within her head as his cock began to slowly open her up.

Father Lukas felt the resistance of her hyman, just as he should, at he spoke the words, "...and within the womb of Woman, God and Satan become one!"  With that, he thrust his hips downward, ramming his cock through her hyman in a single, powerful, flesh-tearing stroke. 

"Aaaahhhh!" Teresa cried out beneath his assault.  Her body exploded in agony as his cock plunged deep into her.  Her eyes flooded with tears as the pain of his entrance overwhelmed her.  She tried to push him off of her, to crawl out from beneath him, to force his cock from her body, but all was to no availe.  Father Lukas was now fully within her, pinning her down beneath his weight, as he recited a strong, powerful prayer in Latin.

"Uunng, oohh sshhhhhhh!" she groaned beneath him.  He body trembled.  She could feel a warm stickiness dribbling down her ass crack and she knew it was her own blood.  She cried out again, "Aaaooowww!" as his hips began to showly rise to pull the impaler from her.  Just as she began to feel the relief of his removal, Father Lukas again thrust deep into her with his cock.

"Oooohhhh!" she grunted again, and again, as he began to slowly ride his long, thick manhood in and out of her torn and tortured body.  And as suddenly as the pain had hit her, it began to receed.  Another three slow pistoning thrusts of hic cock into her and Teresa began to feel the first tingles of pleasure ignite within her lions.  She was being fucked by a man who loved her, who cared for her, and who wanted her to become closer to God than she could ever get on her own.

Within minutes, Teresa was welcoming Father Lukas' trusts with her own rising hips.  He began to fuck her with ever stronger thrusts until he was driving hard and deep into her body, and she was begging for more.  "Uuunnnggg, yes, Father!  Ooohh, yes!  Yes!  More!  I want to learn moooore!"

Teresa's body spasmed as her first cock-induced orgasm flooded from her cunt.  Juices spewed with every thrust of Father Lukas' cock from her body.  The scent of her sex filled the office and drove both on.  His heavy balls slapped across her gooy anus rhythmically, and loudly with every thrust into her shaking body.

Teresa was feeling the pleasures of lust and sin flow through her soul, from deep with in her mind where animal instinct was buried, to expel out through the folds of her labia in a creamy gush of pleasures she could never describe to any who had never experienced them.  She knew, even as the waves of orgasm washed over her, that Father Lukas, and the Order, were indeed the only path to understanding her own desires, her own lusts, her own flesh.

Father Lukas saw the emotions Teresa felt within her eyes.  He knew she was his, to do with as he pleased.  Teresa was now and forever one of his flock of obedient sex-sheep.  The heat of his lions grew ever higher as he pounded the young woman's pussy relentlessly.  He knew it was time for his own release.

Quickly, Father Lukas dismounted from Teresa.  She groaned as his cock left her agape and leaking.  Her pussy tingled from his assault.  "You must now consume the seed of creation," he explained.  "Open your mouth, my child, and take upon your tongue the seed of life, the semen of God!"

Teresa opened her mouth wide and Father Lukas placed the pulsing head ontp her tongue, even as the first jet of hot, thick cum erupted.  "Aaauugghh!  Yes, oh yes!"  Her mouth was quickly filled to overflowing as his cum shot out.  She tasted the thick, salty flavor of his cum and gagged as it began to trickle down her throat.  She had no choice but to swallow, and the warmth that she felt as the mouthful of cum slid down her throat added to the heat of her lust.  She wrapped her lips tightly around his cockhead and sucked his cum as a leetch would suck blood.  The taste and texture of his load on her tongue was addictive, and Teresa knew she would never get enough cum, no matter how many cocks she would suck for the rest of her life.

Father Lukas could sense Teresa's craving as it built within the girl's soul.  He had seen it within many of the young nuns of the Order that he had personnal initiated.  He was never as pleased as he was the first time his seed was swallowed by a young novice.  It was what he knew God had placed him on the Earth to do.

When Teresa had dressed and left for her quarters, nearly two hours had passed.  Her body ached, her pussy lips were swollen, and she leaked blood, cum, and her own juices down the insides of her thighs as Sister Claudia escorted her to the showers, and then on to her chambers.  The other girls were already asleep when she climbed into her bunk.  She had been told not to talk of her meeting with Father Lukas to any who were not of the Order by Sister Claudia, who then kissed her warmly in Sisterly welcome before closing the door behind her as she left.

Nurses on strike

phang on Taboo Stories


As a trained combat medic for the National Guard, I was not surprised when I was called up to deploy for the Persian Gulf.Â

After spending a year in a combat zone, little surprised me.Â

I returned to my job as an engineer and settled into the corporate routine of Monday - Friday, 9 to 5.Â

When the nurses in the state capital went on strike my medical unit was called up to fill in at the nursing homes around the area. I was surprised to find that no

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t all patients in nursing homes are old. In the Alzheimer's ward were nurses in supervisory roles, but we medics and some LPNs were assigned to handle an entire wing alone, most of the time. My wing had two people during the day and I was alone from 10 pm to 6 am. Most of the patients in my wing were asleep by 9 pm and many were in a coma. One of these was a 17 year-old girl that had injested a handfull of pills at a party. They never did find out what she took, but it fried her brain, leaving her in a coma. She had been in the nursing home about 3 months. She was a very pretty girl - what a waste!

When I came on duty one night, I noticed that one of the medics had not shown up for the day shift and a lot of patients had been missed for changing the linens and bathing. I started on the 6 patients and by 2 am had completed everyone except the young lady. When I removed her gown to bath her, it was the first time I noticed how petite she was: less than 5 feet tall and only about 90 pounds. She had larger breasts than I would have thought for someone her size. I started bathing her but found I was spending an abnormal about of time washing her breasts. Hell, I wasn't even washing them, I was massaging them and getting a boner as well.Â

I forced myself to continue the bath and when I got to her vulva I saw she was a natural redhead. Again, I was very thorough cleaning her here. My hardon was killing me! I hadn't had sexual intercourse in over a year and touching this young girl was almost more than I could endure. I changed the sheets and put a clean gown on her and left the room. However, I could not get the memory of how she looked and felt out of my mind. That day I masturbated before I could fall asleep. Then, I dreamed about her. On the way to work I stopped at the drug store and bought some lubricated condems.

About 2 am I entered her room. Slowly I removed her gown and gazed at the sight before me. Guilt was eating at me and I knew that if I fucked this girl it was rape. My hardon didn't care and I reached out my hand to caress her breasts. I rolled her onto her right side and moved her hips to the edge of the bed. I lowered my scrubs and shorts and rolled the condem down my erection. Raising her left leg I reached between her legs and spitting on my finger I inserted it into her vagina. She was not a virgin. Holding her leg up I placed the head of my penis at her vaginal opening and slowly pushed. I entered her slowly, an inch at a time, until I was firmly against her ass. She was so tight and warm I just stood there luxuriating in the feeling.Â

Slowly I started to stroke. I wanted to make it last as long as possible. However, it wasn't long before I felt the familiar feeling deep down in my abdomen and I knew it would not last very long. As I climaxed I pushed as deeply into her as possible and just stood still. Finally I started to stroke again and my erection remained. I stroked harder and harder watching the reflection of her breasts bouncing in the mirror. I reached around her and took one of her breasts in my hand as I came again. As I came down, I placed her back on the bed as she had been, placed a clean gown on her and flushed the condem down the toilet.

The next night I could hardly wait to get to work. Again around 2 I entered her room. After removing her gown I carefully removed the catheter and then removed my scrubs. I needed to be naked this time. I put the condem on and proceed to kiss her breasts and work my way down to her pussy as if she was enjoying this as much as I was. Soon I raised her knees and got into position and entered her slowly. I lay upon her feeling her breasts on my chest and the warmth of her body against mine as I fucked her slowly. After my orgasm, I removed the condem, wiped myself down and then entered her without any protection. Slowly I fucked her watching her breasts move on her chest. When I climaxed I almost forget to pull out.Â

It would not have been too smart to leave semen leaking out of her to be discovered by the next shift.

I cleaned her up, dressed her in a clean gown, replaced her catheter and after dressing left the room to continue on my rounds. I decided to bring my video camera for my next visit. However, that was not to be. The nurses settled their contract and by nightfall all the nurses had returned to their jobs. The National Guard released us to return to our daily grind. I didn't get to make the film, but I will always have those memories. Funny, I don't feel guilty at all.

Very Unusual Date

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This started out as just a nite out with an old girlfriend, dinner and some drinks.  Sarah, was a single mother of a teen son, we met thru a mutual friend a couple of years ago , and dated about a year, nothing real serious. Well, we ran into each other a few weeks ago and exchanged numbers and BS, and went on our seperate ways. Well, here she calls about a week ago and invite's me to dinner, I liked Sarah, and we had great sex, even a three way(MMF) with a friend of mine, so I accepted, and we set a date and time.

Well, the nite came. I picked her up about 8 and we went to dinner, and then sat at the bar and talked about old times.

The talk soon turned to sex, and she asked me if I would do her a favor. Of course I agreed, I hadn't even heard wha

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t she wanted yet, but she asked if we could go back to her place first so we could "Loosin' UP", with some more drinks.

I couldn't leave the bar soon enough, we got back to Sarah's house, turned on some tunes, and got some drinks, and went to the couch. Sarah, excused herself to put on something comfortable, she returned in a Tshirt and gym shorts, she knew I liked that.  She came over and sat next to me and thanked me for coming over. We started to make out, now I know she planned it this way, to get me going and then ask the favor. She stopped kissing me long enough to ask me her favor, "I would like to have another three way with you and someone I have picked out." Sarah, asked?

Of course, I  again agreed, without giving it much thought, "Sure, can I ask who the third is"?  And of the darkness of the hallway I hear, "Me", it's a real surprise to me when out of the darkness comes, Jake, Sarah's, son. I couldn't speak for quite a while, it seemed like hours. Then Sarah broke the silence by telling me that Jake was having trouble with his sexuality, he had had some girl friends, and a little oral sex with one girl. She told me she knew I was ok with some bi action and hoped she would be able to convince me to give her son a taste of sex with a guy. Jake was struggleing with this because he was affraid of what his straight friends would think, so his mother offered to help. Jake aggreed with his mom on me to be the one because he did know me from before, but this boy was young. Sarah assured me that she really wanted it to be someone she knew and trusted not to hurt Jake. Sararh made sure I agreed by pulling on my dick the whole time she talked to me about it. It didn't take much even though I knew it was
not right, but they assured me that Jake wanted this. I agreed, and we all went to the master bedroom. 

As we entered Jake asked if we could take a shower, I agreed, and didn't even notice Sarah wasn't even in the room yet. We went in the bathroom and I began to remove Jake's shirt, then his sweat pants, he was wearing boxer shorts, but he couldn't hide his erection.  I pulled off his boxer's to expose a nice, maybe 5in. cock, with sparse blonde pubic hair.  When I began to undress I realized Sarah was watching it all through her camcorder. I got naked and started the shower, it was huge, it even had a little seat in the corner. Once warm, we got in, and Sarah followed with her camera, we had often taped our sex sessions before, she knew I was OK with it as long as I get a copy.  Knowing Jake would be a little tentative, I tried to start things, I grabbed the soft soap and got a good hand full and began to wash Jake's trembleing body. When I finally got around to getting below his waist, he let out a little yelp.  His cock was rock hard and dripping with pre-cum, when I began to play with his asshole, he shot a load right then, he was a little bit embarassed, but Sarah and I assured him it was ok, and he would recover quickly. After a little laugh about it, I asked Sarah and Jake, since he didn't have alot to begin with, if I could shave his pubic hair. Oddly Jake agreed without question, and Sarah said she didn't care as long as he was OK with it.  I put Jake on the little chair so the water wouldn't wash off the shave cream. I smeared on some shave cream and went to work, it wasn't hard because his hair was very thin. I asked him to stand, turn around and bend over so I could shave his asshole if it needed it. When I finished Jake began to wash me, only he started with my cock and had to be coached how to finish the shower.

We got out, dried off and went to Sarah's bed, where Sarah had laid out some toy's and things. Sarah had no intention of having sex with her son, she just wanted to watch and tape it.  I laid Jake on his back and just touched him all over to try and loosen him up, he was still shaking.  I told Sarah to zoom in on his cock and with that a began what turned out to be a very short BJ, I don't think I stroked his cock with my mouth more than twice and he exploded into my mouth. Jake appoligized but I told him, after I drained that cute little cock, it was Ok I wanted him to cum in my mouth, and I told him I planned on cuming in his. He looked surprised but said nothing. Sarah, still taping, but now with a tripod, was playing with herself as she wathced the action unfold.  I turned Jake over, spread his legs and started to play with his naked balls, I knew his dick was hard again, and I helped him adjust so he was comfortable. I began licking his balls and Jake wiggled and moaned with pleasure. I sucked them together and one at a time. Then I began licking up towards his ass, and I didn't stop. Then I got to his cute little hole. I licked and darted my tongue in and out and around his cute asshole. He came on the bed. Now it was my turn, so I laid back and slowly began to enjoy this young boy's touch. He was unsure what to do so Sarah gave him instruction from her perch near the camera. Jake played with my dick for along time before he would put it in his mouth, but it was worth the wait. Jake took the head and began licking his way down, he couldn't take all of it but he was doing very well.  Sarah told Jake to get on top of me in a 69 position, so I could enjoy this little cock and balls some more. While he sucked me I stuck my tongue up Jake's tiny ass again and when I did he began to cum on my neck and chest so I moved to suck his little cock and the rest of his load. That put me over, I told his I was going to cum, and Sarah moved around to the end of the bed for a better angle, I was sucking his last drops and I finally began shooting my cum into Jake's mouth. He choked a little not knowing how to handle it but his mom encouraged him not to stop and swallow as much cum as he could, and he did a nice job. We laid in a heep for quite awhile, then Jake asked, "What's Next?".  So his mother instructed him to turn me over and begin licking my ass."Get it good and wet, cause your gonna fuck it". He did, he licked and licked and put his tongue in my asshole. I got on my hands and knees and told him to stick his dick in my mouth so I could get it wet and slippery. He then placed the head of his little dick against my asshole and I told him to push. When he did I pushed back and he went in, it didn't hurt, I've played with bigger dildo's so it wasn't uncomfortable at all. Jack moaned and groaned with every thrust. I asked him to cum in my ass, and I barely got the words out and he was cumming in my ass. When he finished I told him to pull out slowly and lay on his back. He did without question, and I put my balls near his mouth and told him to start licking and I slowly let his cum drip from my asshole. He licked me dry and even licked my ass on his mom's suggestion. Well that just about did it for me I asked Jake to suck me again and I came in his mouth, on his face, in his hair, everywhere, it was great.

Sarah and Jake thanked be a thousand time, but I assured them the pleasure was all mine, and would like to do it again sometime, but we'll see. After a short nap I got up and left Jake and Sarah sleeping on Sarah's bed. What a night. I hope we do it again