r curriculum.  It was on one such journey, just six years previous, that he had discovered a young novice nun working in a school in Dublin, Ireland.

Her name was Eileen and Father Murphy had brought her back to St. Sebastiens that summer to be his personal secretary.  Sister Eileen replaced a sweet woman who was to retire that year, and fit in brilliantly immediately upon her arrival.  She was very intelligent and knowledgable in the Church, although somewhat too shy to take an educating role.  She was very beautiful, with long red hair, pale skin and bright green eyes.  She was always smiling and cheerful and loved being around the students.

Sister Eileen was also a nymphomaniac, as Father Murphy discovered that first night he met her, in Dublin.

Father Murphy had finished the last of his correspondences and called for Sister Eileen.  She entered his small office and accepted his documents, to be mailed with the next day's train.  He admired her as she turned and left.  Even under her heavy habit, he could see the outline of the 24 year-old woman he craved for.

He stood behind his desk and noticed her move towards the small water-closet adjacent to the secretarial office.  Many of the lesser administrators of St. Sebastiens had their offices along this primary secretarial corridor, with the eight secretarial nuns working at their desks here.  Father Murphy and Sister Eileen were the last to leave that night, and he took advantage of their privacy.

Father Murphy entered the small water-closet and shut the door behind him.  Sister Eileen was seated on the toilet with her habit robes gathered in her lap.  She was not surprized to see him, nor when he stepped up in front of her and quickly unfastened his trousers.  The hiss of her urine echoed in the bowl as he stepped closer and pulled his thickening cock free.

Eileen's mouth opened and she leaned forward to take nearly the entire eight inches of hardened cock into her throat in a single lunge.  The 43 year-old priest moaned in pleasant desire as the nun gulped and slurped on his manhood.  She was a natural cock-sucker from the very first time she'd done him in Ireland, and to that day he craved her talented mouth and tongue.  Eileen loved Father Murphy and loved to give him these great pleasures whenever he wanted or needed them.  She was his for the taking.

Eileen sucked his cock lovingly, bobbing her head the length of it smoothly, until her urine stream abated.  She released his cock from her mouth and stood.  She turned around, reached back to take hold of the beautifully veined shaft, and aimed it at her sexual center.  He thrust into her waiting, piss-damp pussy with a solid push.  His full length returned to the warmth of her body, drawing a gasp of abandon from the young nun.  She leaned forward over the toilet and allowed him to fuck her with his strong, demanding strokes, as he had so many times before.

"Oohh, aaahhh, uummm!" she moaned loud enough to be heard easily within the office, had anyone been around to hear.

Father Murphy's need was strong, and although he had quite a few Sisters that he could call upon for release, Sister Eileen was by far his favorite fuck.  Her pussy seemed to know exactly how to squeeze and stroke his cock until he could not take it any more.  He found his loins boiling well before he wanted that night, and with a series of ever forceful thrusts high into Sister Eileen's vagina, he erupted with a wail.

"Aaagghhhh!  I'm cumminnggg!  Yes, yes!" he grunted and pounded even harder into her.

"Oooooo, fuck me, Father!  I feel you cumminggg!" she responded.  His cock pulsed with every shot of hot semen.  His load coated her womb and flowed down her tunnel until it gushed out with his thrusts to dribble down the insides of her thighs.  She began to tremble a moment later as her own orgasm washed over her.

Eileen tossed her head back and cried, "Cuuummminngggg!"  He held his cock high and deep within her spasming cunt for long minutes until at last she collapsed onto the seat once more with a deflating sigh.  He stumbled back when her pussy finally relaxed and released him.  Together, they gasped for breath.  The sounds of his heavy load of cum dripping into the toilet water from her well-fucked pussy the only other noise in the water-closet.

Father Murphy leaned in and kissed Sister Eileen warmly then, before tucking his flacid cock away and leaving for his private chamber.  A few moments passed before the cum dripping from her subsided and she too was able to straighten herself up.

Eileen O'Riordan was an orphan in Dublin and had lived in the Catholic orphanage for five years before Father Murphy visited from Canada.  She was seventeen then, and devoted to following a life of service in and to the Church.  When she had first met him, she felt a craving deep within her that could only be described as lust.  She had never in her life been in love, yet she had known lust, and she lusted for the older, handsome priest immediately.  That night, her dreams were filled with sexual images, all including Father Murphy.

After three more nights of the same desirous dreams, she felt that the only thing she could do to end them was to confess them to Father Murphy.  She wanted to confess her sinful lust, and beg for forgiveness.  She was given much more.

That afternoon, Eileen was able to ask for a moment alone with him.  He agreed to meet her, and she told him of an unused room on the third floor of the orphanage.  Once secure inside, she began to confess her sinful dreams to him.  She continued with admitions of masturbation, imagining not only men, but women having sex with her also.  Father Murphy was very attentive and reassured her that these thoughts were quite nomal for girls her age.  She relaxed then, and listened as he described in detail events that he had been witness to, and even participated in.

Soon Eileen was under his spell, and when he asked her to stand and remove her uniform, she did so without hesitation.

"You are a very beautiful young woman, Eileen," he complimented when she stood nude before him.  Her young breasts were firm and proud on her chest, capped with strawberry-shaped and colored nipples.  Her flat belly led down to a tangle of pubic hair the same color as her long red hair.  The dark line of her vaginal valley was easily distinguished.  She felt suddenly shy, and started to cover herself.

"No, don't my dear," he said, and stood.  "If it makes you feel more comfortable," he began, and then started removing his our clothing.  Within minutes he stood as naked before her as she did before him.

Eileen stared in awe at the first man she had ever seen fully in the nude.  Father Murphy's body was firm and strong, with dark hair on his chest leading down to the dark tangle at his groin.  From that heavy bush of hair stood an eight-inch shaft aimed directly at her, with a large, purple spear-point head.  She was facinated by the sight before her and her heart raced in anticipation of what could be next.

Eileen felt her knees buckle and Father Murphy took hold of her upper arms to steady her.  Instead, she lowered herself to kneel before him, the sight of his strong manhood before her.  It seemed only natural for her to lean forward and deliver a kiss upon the head of his cock.

For the next hour, Father Murphy instructed Eileen on how to use her lust to bring pleasure to both herself and her companion.  He had her lick his cock, from base to tip, paying particular attention to the crown with her tongue.  She was shown how to cup his balls and stroke his cock while sucking.  She learned to take as much cock into her mouth and hold it as deep as she could before releasing.  He lay her down and straddled her head, giving her a taste of being face-fucked.  He then turned around and began to lick at her creamy pussy while gently thrusting his cock down her throat.  She gagged often, but soon learned to open her throat for him.  With his balls resting on her nose, he cried out into her crotch and emptied his aching balls into her throat.

Eileen felt the cock in her throat pulse and a warmth filling her belly, but it wasn't until Father Murphy backed out a little did she taste the salty flavor of him cum.  She gulped and swallowed quickly as his load filled her mouth time and again.

Meanwhile, his tongue lashed and thrust into her young, sweet pussy.  He savored her flavor and dug his tongue deep to release more.  The wall of her hyman prevented him from getting too deep, however.  Father Murphy grunted and groaned as his cum gushed into her sucking mouth, muffled by her humping groin.

He rolled off of her, pulling his cock from her suckling mouth with a pop.  He wanted to very much to take that young woman's virginity that night, but the hour was late and he knew she would be missed soon. 

He explained, "You must not tell your classmates or any of the faculty of our meeting, Eileen," as he began to pull on his clothing.

"I won't, Father,"  she replied.  "I want so very dearly to learn everything I can about lust, and sex, and I want you to teach me, Father."

He leaned down and kissed her deeply.  "I accept your request, Eileen.  I will teach you to use your body in such a way you can only dream of.  You will make many men very happy, as well as myself, in the coming years.  I promise."

e thought she was too fat, but I think that her figure, 38D-34-38 wasn’t that bad.  She wore some of the sexiest outfits you ever imagined.  We became friends first.  Then one night when she invited me over for dinner we became lovers.  She was wearing a shinny tight hot pink dress that I could see her nipples panties through when she answered the door.  The bright white thigh high leather boots accented it well and her ruby red lipstick and nail polish along with the ancient Egyptian blue eye shadow and black liner made her face light up.  Her smile was inviting me as much as her dress and when I walked in her mouth joined the fray with a long sensual kiss that almost sent my cock through my zipper.  Her kiss was so hot that I didn’t say a word; I just started caressing her body.  Two minutes later and she was naked on the floor and I was kissing her lovely big nipples and sucking them as she stripped my pants from me along with briefs, shoes and socks.  When I lifted off her boob to kiss her mouth, my shirt went flying into the room.  Suddenly we were both naked and I was moving between her thighs with my cock.  It was soft and plump but bald and ever so wet.  I slid in easily which told me so had others, but the way she felt made me forget about that for a while. As I started to pump her lovely hot box, she began to groan and moan and coo.  I fucked her harder and harder as each moment past until I was almost lifting her from the floor.  Now I am 6’2’ 180 pounds, medium blonde hair and gray eyes.  Most say I am nice looking but average, no big deal, so when she felt my seven going into overdrive and growing, I heard this, “Oh Joe I love that cock, and you are so handsome and good looking. Tell me what you want to be my mine.”

Well I sort of fell for her then and there.  She made me feel really good about myself and she was truly a sweet person, not to mention she was hot.  She may have been plump but hey it was just more to have fun with.  When I got to the point of explosion and I started to cum, she yelped out, “Oh baby, do it to me again and again.  Take me and use me.”

I thought it was just passionate words until afterwards.

We got off the floor and stayed naked while she served dinner to us.  It was really odd eating like that, but very sexy.  I sat there eating the steak she made and smiling at her, I said, “So were you serious about wanting me?”

“Joe, I was totally honest.  I will do anything you want me to when ever you want me to and where ever and to who ever you say.  You tell me and I obey,” she said as we finished our meal.

I looked over at the ear of corn that was left over and said, “Yeah right.”

She smiled and her eyes sparkled as she asked, “What can I do for you to prove it?”

Thinking I would test her limits and prove she was just being a tease I replied, “Hannah take the ear of corn left over and screw yourself with it and then eat it.”

As soon as the words faded she did just as I said, she slid it in her hand licked it and buttered it more then shoved it up her hot pussy while I sat back watching it.  She fucked her pussy for at least ten minutes with it and then while her eyes were fluttering and she was pulsing, she took it and began to gnaw across the corn eating it.  I watched her devour the whole thing and then smiling at me asked, “Now what can I do to please you?”

I smiled and said, “That was pretty exciting there.  I really liked that.  Come here and give me a kiss.”

We kissed and then made love again.  Before I left that night I fell madly in love with her and two months later we married.  I moved in her place which freaked my family and friends out, as she kept me up.  She wanted to work and take care of me but I got a job to while I planned for college. 

Then about a month after we were married we went hiking in the mountains.  She was wearing a tube top and shorts along with her hiking boots and she made me horny normally but extremely hot that day.  As we rested by a stream, I causally said, “I wish you would strip naked and let me eat your pussy while you suck my cock.”

Less than one minute passed before my pants were off, her clothes were on the trail and her mouth was devouring my cock while her pussy went to my lips.  I was amazed as I made her cum and then fed her mouth a full load.

Then I told her “Now don’t put your clothes on until we get down the trail to the car, and while we walk, finger yourself and feed it to both of us.”

Well the hike was three miles up and then back and the entire way we ate her juicy cream.  It was so erotic that I got harder by the second on the way back and just as we neared the car, I bent her over the nearest tree stump and fucked her madly until I came in her like a horse.”  We dressed her at the car and drove home but I was so aroused by her act, that all I really wanted was to see her do it again.

A few days later we went back and did it again, but this time we ran into a couple of young women.  They were so surprised that stopped gasped and started playing with their own pussy’s as we lay on the ground having a great 69 of a time.  Hannah noticed them and as she slurped up my cream, she asked me, “What should I do?”

I was pulling up my pants as these two stood drooling over us and said, “Why don’t you offer to eat them out?”

Hannah walked over and as her chubby body came close she presented it to them and then asked if she could eat them.  They quickly said yes and as these two redheaded women sat back on the tree my lovely wife ate them out.  Then I told her as she made them both cum, “Hannah, now offer my cock to suck while you finger fuck them both.”

These two ever so horny girls agreed and soon I had two mouths on my cock while my little chubby girl fingered them to another climax.  When I came in their mouths Hannah helped to lick it off their lips and faces.

That night when we got home I started having all kinds of dreams and impulses of what was next.  So a day later I invited a friend from the mill to dinner.  He was nice looking and sort of sexy looking even to me.  As soon as he walked in I had Hannah kneel and suck his nine inch whopper.  Then after dinner I said, “Hannah, strip naked and let Jeff fuck any part of you he likes.”

She did just that and turned and presented herself.  He smiled and quickly made a B-Line to her asshole.  He butt fucked her like crazy until she was begging me to fuck her pussy too, so I did.  Then after a few more minutes we both came in her.  As she was still panting on the floor, I asked Jeff, “Why her asshole, you like that better than a hot pussy?”

“Oh yeah, I like a tight asshole better than a sloppy pussy any day,” Jeff said then asked Hannah, “Would you like to see me fuck Jeff up the ass woman?”

She smiled big and wide and replied, “Hell yeah I would.”

So after he got himself hard with the help of Hannah’s mouth, I spun around and bent over the sofa arm and let him fuck me.  I had always wanted to try it anyway and with the excitement of it I said why not.  He butt fucked me got and hard and while it was painful at first I sort of liked it.  Hannah went wild; she started to squirt and cream right away, as she watched it. 

A few days later and I asked Hannah what she wanted for her birthday.  Her reply made me hard as a rock.  She sweetly said, “I want to be gang banged by some really horny women and then watch them do you afterwards.  Most of all I want to see some man fuck you again or maybe even two men fuck you.”

So I agreed to all of it quickly and had her to set it up.  The night of her birthday, she had four women, older and erotic looking to come over to our house and do her first in the floor while I watched it all.  They took no mercy on her and ate her and fed her their bodies until she bite marks on both boobs and a red throbbing pussy.  Then they each one took turns sucking my cock until I chose one of them for my fuck toy.  Hannah was so hot that she ate her out afterwards and then gave the woman me for the night to sleep with while she went to bed in the spare room with the other three.  The next morning after they left she urged me to take the day off so I did.  Along about noon two men came in. 

They were big brown men with huge cocks and I know this as she stripped them naked as soon as they arrived.  She led them to me and then stripped me and sat back and watched, took pictures and came as they double fucked me.  The biggest one used my mouth as his pussy and the other rammed my ass until I thought I would bust.  They fucked me twice before they finished with me and then raped Hannah as I watched.  She wasn’t expecting it but after a few minutes she was enjoying it.  Something happened then, I am not sure how, but I wanted to watch her get done like this more.

I begged them to stay a little longer and after we showered and played in the hot tub on the deck, I sat up the video equipment and had them take Hannah in our backyard for the entire world to see.  They fucked her twice each and then being exhausted left for home.  I took the video and posted it on the net and two days later I had lined up eight men to fuck her.

I began to invite men home just to fuck her and by the time we celebrated our second anniversary she had been screwed by over a hundred different old men, young men and a few teenagers.  She loved it and so did I but what she liked most was me being willing to share her and then be shared with her men. 

We plan on having a triple gang bang for her next birthday.  That’s three sets of lovers in a row.  I hope she can handle it, I know I can’t wait to see it.

er, I hold her when she’s down, we kiss sometimes but we never went any further. We both wanted to, but we held back because of that friend barrier that always pops up.

Now for me… Well, Megan likes to tease me because I look like a girl. My face is very feminine, and I have a curvy waist like hers, not quite so pronounced, but nevertheless it’s there. I let my hair grow longer, and she keeps puling it back into a pony tail saying it made me look very pretty. I kept the hair like it, any excuse to have her close. But all this teasing awakened something within me. Something I had once thought was sordid.

* * * *

One day during the summer, Megan received a phone call from her agent. It was obviously some kind of job. I did my best to listen in, wondering how long the job would last. Her agent had one of those dainty voices that you wouldn’t hear if the T.V. was on too, so I never caught a word.

Although, I know I didn’t really need to. As soon as her agent was off the phone, Megan plonked herself down next to me, gave me a hug and told me everything.

‘That was Elise,’ which I already knew because I had answered the phone. ‘She says Cosmopolitan wants me specifically for this shoot down at the beach. Could get very hot!’ she said. ‘Want to come?’

Yes, actually I thought, but then a voice I had heard more and more over the past weeks cropped up again.

‘I would… but I have to go online and get some work done. I’ve neglected it a bit,’ I lied.

Megan pouted slightly in that oh so sexy way she did. How I wanted to kiss her gorgeous full red lips right then!

‘Okay then,’ she said sadly. ‘That’s important. I’ll see you when I get back.’

‘Okay gorgeous,’ I flirted. ‘I’ll be here when you get back!’

Megan slipped me a quick half smile as she scooped up her keys and made for the door. I followed her out to say goodbye. And once I saw her slinky convertible pull out of the garage and round the corner I was straight back inside, but I didn’t go to my computer.

Less than a minute later I was rooting through Megan’s wardrobe, pulling out dresses, pulling them against myself and then slipping them back in as they were. I felt bad going through her clothes, but I couldn’t help myself. Part of me just felt that I should be in them.

I decided finally on a pink ruffled knee length skirt and short white strapped vest top - very sexy. Next was underwear. Fortunately, in size Megan and I were a similar size, as I noticed time to time from her strutting around in my clothes. I pulled out a lacy pair of black panties and matching bra. A hint of naughtiness underneath an innocent wrappings.

Delicately, I pulled the panties up my legs, fixing my cock between my legs, and holding it in place with Megan’s panties. The bra was no trouble either, thanks to many hours practice with the one she had “lost” from the dryer. She wasn’t a small breasted girl, but I was still able to mostly fill out her moderate bra without any additions. Over the panties, I pulled the sensuous ruffled skirt on. It felt great against my legs, and the slight breeze from Megan’s open window was amazing too; especially when it circled up under the skirt and blew against my tucked away surprise.

I had just pulled the white top on when I spotted Megan standing in the doorway. I freaked out all of a sudden. I thought about running, but my legs wouldn’t move. I could feel my stomach rising into my throat. Was certain she’d flip out, but she just smiled at me.

Even though I was terrified, and humiliated, I found myself feeling highly aroused to. The tuck job I had done was slipping loose.

‘Hmm,’ she said. ‘So this is what goes on when I go out?’ I wasn’t really sure this was a question. Though the smile never left her face. ‘Do you feel like a woman now, or do you need more?’ That was definitely a question.

I couldn’t speak.

‘Do you have a name?’ she asked, stepping closer to me.

‘Ra… Rachel,’ I stammered. ‘My name is Rachel.’

‘Well Rachel,’ she was still smiling. ‘I think you look very sexy in that outfit!’ I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She didn’t mind me dressing in her clothes. In fact, she seemed to like it. ‘And are you a woman?’

‘I… I think so,’ I said, being honest with her for the first time in weeks.

‘Doesn’t look like it to me!’ she teased. My erection had lifted the front of the skirt a little, she could see the protrusion.

She had come close enough to hold me. But she didn’t. I was going mad being this close and feeling this sexy in her clothes. I wanted to reach out and take her in my arms, but I still didn’t move. Then she spied my clothes on the floor.

‘Okay, Rach,’ she said, giving me a kiss. ‘Stay here. I’ll be right back.’ She left the room with my clothes. I was still frozen to the spot.

A few minutes later, Megan returned from wherever she had gone dressed head to toe in my clothes. She wasn’t masculine, but in my clothes with her hair tied back she could have played the part well… she even walked like a man. She adjusted the crotch of my jeans just as I did when I felt aroused.

She sat me on the end of her bed, pulling her make up kit from her dresser.

‘Now to complete the look,’ she told me.

We started off with a basic foundation to bring out my natural color, and accented it with a little blush. She applied a little blue eye shadow to my eyelids, tell me it enhanced my deep blue eyes, and stretched my lashes with a good dose of mascara. She finished this combo off with a hint of lipstick.

Looking in her mirror, even I had to admit I was pretty in a girly way. She stood behind me and tied my hair back with one of her scrunches. She left me with two short bangs too.

‘There we go,’ she commented. ‘Perfect!’

I had to agree. I looked pretty, and dare I say it… sexy. If I had met myself, I would have tried to pull me.

‘Now what?’ I asked her nervously.

Megan pulled her old camera out of her cupboard. It was one of those expensive ones that all the big name photographers were using. She clipped the roll of film in the back and stood ready to shoot.

‘You know what I want,’ she told me.

Having been to many of Megan’s modelling jobs I had seen the sorts of things the photographers wanted. And during previous excursions in Megan’s clothes I had practiced a few of them.

One by one I struck each pose. Megan was clearly surprised by how model like I was as she was snapping away with her camera. Quickly, that first roll of film was used up. She pulled a shoebox from under her bed and spilled a load more onto her luscious pink covers. She loaded up a second roll and told me to undress… slowly. I was more than willing to oblige, she had that twinkle in her eye.

As she began clicking away again, I pulled the skirt down, letting it slip past my thighs to the floor. I could see Megan’s wetness seeping through my jeans. This made my cock stand out more in her black panties.

‘Now for the top!’ she commanded.

Sexily, I pulled the top up, revealing the bottom of my lacy bra. As I pulled the vest top higher, Megan saw how my own chest filled her bra. She leant forward slightly, snapping more pictures.

‘Damn it!’ Another new roll of film. She couldn’t take her eye’s off my breasts as she fumbled the new roll into the camera.

Once ready again, I unclipped the bra and pulled it forward, letting my humble breasts fall free. My nipples were hard, and from Megan’s flicking tongue, I could tell she wanted to be sucking on them.

‘Lay down,’ she said seductively. ‘And give me some real money shots!’

Doing as I was told, I went over to her bed, I stared down my back at her, my hand rubbing at an imaginary pussy between my legs. Megan’s hips bucked. I flipped over onto my back and kept rubbing between my legs. The wetness in my jeans had become a patch. I was really exciting this woman. And that made me harder than I’d ever felt.

Megan couldn’t take it anymore. She threw her camera to the side and lay down on top of me, her tongue pushing its way inside my mouth. I kissed her back, letting my hands run over her back to her perfectly shaped ass. She pressed her groin against me, I felt her moisture, she felt my twitch.

Still kissing I pulled my shirt up over her head, pulling out the band she had tying her hair in place. Her hair fell forward and curtained my view. My god, we had kissed before but I would never have guessed she could be this passionate.

Anxiously the two of us undid the jeans and I pulled them down her legs, kissing down her beautifully tanned body as I went. She quivered with every kiss. There was no wonder she had made my jeans so wet, she had gone commando in them. She returned the feeling I gave her, kissing down my body as she pulled her panties away from my crotch.

Laying her down, I rested between her glorious legs. My cock was just inches away from her glistening pussy, and he twitched every second that he was there. Insisting on being pushed in.

‘Not yet!’ Megan snapped. ‘First I want your breasts. And then I’m going to fuck you!’

She gave me a light smack across my ass. My cock twitched again.

Megan flipped me over, sliding her body up against me, she descended her kisses to my breast, lightly kissing and sucking towards my tiny nipple. I let out a moan as she took my erect flesh in her mouth, running her tongue around it. I couldn’t help myself, my hand dove at her pussy, forcing its way inside her delicate folds.

Megan rewarded my touch with a gentle bite. I never knew how much pleasure I could feel just from my nipple, and Megan seemed intent on showing me just how pleasurable it could be. If I wasn’t careful I might have come just with that.

As my breathing became shallow, Megan eased the pressure on my nipple. Her mouth worked its way back to my lips, her tongue finding mine again. She brought her groin fully against my leg, her juices mingling with my almost invisible hair.

Her breathing was the same as mine, short and shallow, filled with desperation. I wasn’t the only one who had been lusting. Megan had wanted me too.

I whispered my need into her ear. She nuzzled hard into my neck, lifting her groin from my leg and sliding across me. I felt the brush of her tender flesh as she rested her legs on either side of mine, her pussy pressing against my now desperate member.

‘Be gentle,’ I teased as she guided my twitching cock inside her very wet hole.

Ignoring me, Megan drove herself hard onto me. She pushed herself upright and took even more of me up inside her.

‘Like that bitch!’ she said slapping me across my face. I wasn’t going to deny her, being submissive like this was really getting me going. I was loving it, and clearly so was Megan.

She lifted herself up, almost pulling me out, then drove back down again, taking all of me back inside. We both groaned loudly. She carried on driving. And I just couldn’t get enough, even when she slapped me for pushing with my hips.

‘You’re a woman! Now act like one!’ she shouted, thrusting me deeper inside.

That was it for me… woman or not, I had the cock and I was in control. Megan screamed as I threw us over. We rolled off the bed, slamming my back into the floor, but I wasn’t done. I rolled her again and used my weight to hold her down.

‘You may be the man,’ I told her. ‘But even you can be fucked!’

Her only response was a loud moan that sounded like “see if I care” as my cock pounded her perfect pink hole with its red inner lining, her wetness splashing over my balls. I could feel her pussy clamping down onto me, holding me in place. I could only move a little inside, Megan knew what she was doing, and she enjoyed every second of it. As did I.

The extra friction from her tighter pussy brought the final squeeze we both wanted so badly. Megan never released her grip, she wanted my cum inside her warm pussy, and I was in no position to deny her. Nor did I want to.

I pushed in harder, forcing her pussy muscles to relax. She groaned, still trying to keep herself tight for me. I pushed harder, again forcing her to loosen. My cock slammed against her deepest insides, pushing. She flexed her hips too, matching me thrust for thrust, parting her legs as wide as she can, making it so easy for me to get deeper.

I let out a deep groan as I shot my load deep inside her gushing pussy. Our juices mingling together inside Megan’s love basket. She pulled me into a hug, not letting me off of her. Our ragged breathing slowed in sync as our breasts rubbed together. Already, I felt myself going soft inside Megan’s sweet pussy, the smell of sex filling the air around us, adding fuel to the loving kiss she gave me. When I climbed out of her, I lay back down beside her and we feel asleep in each other’s arms.

* * * *

Later that day, when she woke me with another deep kiss, I saw more beauty than I had ever seen before within her features. I guessed that was the effect of the love I knew was growing in her heart and soul, the love that my own was fast matching. Staring into her eyes, a question suddenly occurred to me, one I should have asked hours ago.

‘How come you came back so early?’ I asked. Megan smiled.

‘I never went away. I drove around the block and then came back to watch you!’

I’d been set up, but you know what… I didn’t care cause I had just made love to the sexiest, most gorgeous woman on the planet. And she loved me back!

had the opposite effect, and she was staggering all over on the way.

We
live in a village and the way home is surrounded by little country
walkways. I suggested to Hazel that we take the long way home, and to
my surprise, she steered me down a leafy track through a heavily wooded
area. The place was deserted, and we soon found a sheltered grassy
clearing.

She turned to me and kissed me deeply, and I slipped
my hands up her T-shirt and fondled her heavy soft breasts. My erection
pressed into her ample stomach as I grasped her big buttocks through
her skirt, then lifted the hem and stroked her bum, running my hands
over her little white knickers.

After a while I hooked my thumbs into
the waistband of her knickers and eased them down. We collapsed onto
the grass, and I pulled her knickers right off, and then pulled her
T-shirt up. She lifted her arms to allow me to pull it over her head,
and I flung it away, before turning my attention to her lovely tits. After
kneading her ample breast flesh and sucking her hard nipples for a
while, I began kissing and licking my way down her belly, past her
rucked up skirt, until my tongue found her soaked slit.

I buried my
face in her sex, and she sighed as I began licking her lubricated clit. I
gently inserted two fingers into her open wet hole as I licked ryhmically.
Her vaginal walls were silky smooth and oozing love juice. Hazel moaned quietly as her stomach tightened and she approached her
orgasm.

Suddenly we heard a rustling from the bushes next to the
path. I glanced sideways and saw a young lad staring at us as I licked
my wife’s clit. He had unzipped himself and was wanking a huge thick
weapon.

I think Hazel had seen him but when I stopped licking her, she
pushed my head back down to her sex. “Don’t stop” she gasped. Our
friend heard this and moved closer as her stomach muscles became a
solid knot.

Soon he was kneeling between Hazel's legs, pointing his
massive tool at her sopping cunt. I moved away then, and she
grasped my hand as he undid his trousers, and pulled them, and his
boxer shorts down to his knees.

The young lad leaned forward and fondled and squeezed her wobbling tits for a while, then, supporting himself on
his hands, he shuffled up between her parted fleshy thighs until his
solid massive cock was poised at the entrance to Hazel’s yielding hole.

Hazel
groaned aloud and squeezed her big thighs against the lad’s thrusting
hips as he slowly eased his thick hard dick into her soaking slippery
cunt. She began whimpering as he slowly stroked it in and out. His tool
glistened with Hazel’s love juice as he fucked her slowly and solidly.
Her tits quivered and her hips gyrated. Her breathing deepened and she
was obviously highly excited by being fucked bareback by a total stranger.

“What’s your name” Hazel gasped between whimpers as she took his hard meat into her gaping hungry cunt.

“Mick”, he grunted, plunging his cock in and out even harder

Mick
speeded up, his heavy balls slapping against Hazel’s arse as he pounded
between her flabby thighs, kissing her face, lips and neck and kneading
her soft tits and arse while he rammed his solid meat into my writhing wife.

With a high pitched
cry, Hazel suddenly came, digging her nails into young Mick’s rapidly
thrusting buttocks and bucking her hips against his firm body. "AAAGHH UH UH UH AAHH" she cried. Her
mouth was wide open and her eyes tight shut as she orgasmed strongly on
his huge cock, her whole body going into spasms of pleasure. This was
too much for Mick, and he groaned loudly and his body tensed.   He cried
out “Oh God I’m gong to come” and then his face screwed up and he
grunted in orgasmic gratification "UUUURGHH UNH, COMING! UNH UNH UNH" as he buried his cock deep into her
and squirted his spunk up my Hazel's willing cunt hole, gently
squeezing her tits as he ejaculated into my wife's shuddering orgasming body.

When
their climax had subsided, I helped Hazel onto her hands and knees and
slid into her from behind. Her cunt was puffy and slippery with Mick’s
semen, and I was buried deep inside her in one easy shove. I played
with her arse and breasts as I fucked her from behind.

Mick lay beside
Hazel and fondled her swinging tits as I slammed my meat into her
swollen cunt, relishing the feel of her smooth buttocks slapping
against my torso. Soon I felt a wave of excitement engulf me, and I
buried myself to the hilt in my writhing wife and flooded her
spunk-soaked cunt with my come.

Mick was hard again by now, and
when I withdrew, he quickly took my place. I watched as his firm male
body thrust against Hazel’s  smooth and wobbling female flesh as he fucked her
frantically, glancing at me occasionally as if to gain my approval for
him screwing my wife.

Hazel was lost in the excitement of the
event, concentrating on her impending orgasm. Her whimpers became
noisier with each heavy shove of the lad’s tremendous solid shaft into
her slippery accommodating vagina. Without warning she groaned in
ecstacy  "HUUUGHH OH YESSS HUUUH" and her whole body quaked into spasms as her second orgasm
erupted through her.

Mick continued fucking Hazel for ages,
before giving a huge groan of pleasure, UUUGHH OH YOU BEAUTIFUL SLUT UGH UGH UUURGHH" while gripping her hips tightly,
pressing his shuddering abdomen against Hazel’s wobbly arse,
and spurting his second load of sticky white sperm into her.

When
he withdrew this time, he thanked us and left into the darkness. Hazel
had stayed on her hands and knees, and I took her again. She was still
on a sexual high, and as I powered into her, she came to a third
orgasm, which brought me off once more. I gripped her hanging tits as I
spunked up her soaking cunt while she writhed in excitement on my
ejaculating tool.

Afterwards, we both agreed it had been a tremendously exciting experience, and we hope to repeat it sometime.

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d colored gels on them. There was only one car outside the building, it looked like that pink car Elvis used to drive, I can't remember, it's a Cadillac something or other... Anyway Franky and I made our way inside.
The house was lit with several scented candles, as you expect for someplace specializing in sex. Every table in the place has a white doilies on it, and the couches and chairs has skirts with ruffles. Mostly everything in the house was either pink or red, even the wood looked like red pine. The entrance had a desk, it looked more like a small hotel than a house. There was a clerk setting behind the desk, a woman, she looked about 30. She was wearing red slacks, a white blouse, and a red vest with gold buttons. Everything in this place was so tacky, even the woman, it gave the place a feel of the western saloons.
"Can I help you gentlemen?" the clerk behind the desk asked.
"Uh yea, I'm Franky, and this is Jeffie." Franky said, pulling out his membership card, they had sent us in the mail the week previous. I did as Franky did and I pulled out my ID card as well. The woman smiled and nodded at us, "Well what can I do for you today?" she pressed on.
"Well this is our first time here, and we're not totally sure how everything works." Franky explained. The woman grinned a little and spun around in her chair. "What kind of girls do you gentlemen like?" she asked, thumbing through few drawer directories. "Well I like 'em blond, with long legs, and... uh... busty." he said at length. The clerk stopped suddenly and pulled out a card from the drawer. She spun back around to us and handed Franky the card, "Like her?" the clerk asked. "Yea yea! She's Perfect!" Franky said excitedly. The clerk spun back around and opened another drawer, and found the key corresponding to the card. "third floor, 5th room on the left." she said after spinning back around and handing Franky the key. Franky handed her the card and walked off down the hallway, but not before winking at me with a huge grin on his face.
"What about you, Jeffie" she said, spinning back around, putting the card back in the drawer it originally was. "Well," I started, "I would like for her to be brunette, petite, with a cute face, and big eyes." I said, wrinkling up my jacket in my hands. She spun back around and her fingers flew through another drawer directory. She stopped and snatched a card up. She turned around and handed it to me, looking me in the eye. My jaw dropped to the ground! the girl in the picture as exactly how I had imagined her in my head. On the card as a full body photo of a girl, brunette with large green eyes. It had her personal information to the side; her name was Ginger, she was 5'0" and she had a lovely pear shape, only a size B cup, but she had a classic beauty about her. "She perfect." I said excitedly, I couldn't help but smile. I handed the card back to the clerk before she spun back around. She put the card back in place and opened a different drawer, to find the key. She turned around after picking up a key. "Here you are." she said handing me the key, "Fourth floor, second room on the left." "Thanks..." I read her nametag, "Cheryl." She nodded to me, and I returned it.
I made my way through the living room, it a den of lust, roundish love seats places around a fireplace, with a large white fur rug in front of a roaring fire. The windows had large pink and red drapes, held back with matching rope. There was a small bureau in the back, with an assortment of liquors and wines, the glasses where in the sliding cabinet compartments I assumed. Passed the living room was a staircase, with plush carpet all the way to the top. I made my way up the staircase, my hand on the rail. When I came to the top there was a wall to the left, and a hallway full of doors to the right. I made my way down the hallway, the smell of lust and scented candles in the air. All the doors were closed, but music slipped from the cracks around the doors. All the songs were the same, a lovely, soft, haunting song, it was a catchy melody. At the end of the first hallway was an open doorway, inside was another staircase, facing the opposite direction as the first one. At the top of this staircase was another hallway, and at the end of the hallway was another stair case. At the top of the third staircase was the last hallway. I found the second room, to the left, the number on the key matched the number on the door, of course.
I put the key in the door knob, twisted it, and opened the door. The room was rather large, and there was a bed near a large window. The drapes on the window, red and pink, were drawn shut. Right beside the door I was standing at was another door, the bathroom door, it was opened a crack. "Hello?" I said into the room, trying to peek into the bathroom, where a ray of light shown. "I'll be out in just a minute." the girl in the bathroom said. Her voice was soft and pleasant, and had a bit of a melody to it. "Make yourself at home." she said. I looked in the bathroom, I saw her reflection in the mirror. She was leaning over the sink with a powder puff in her hand, she dabbed it on her face and a little cloud of powder puffed off. I left the door and sat on the bed. In the corner of the room was a red overstuffed chair, and beside it was a tall lamp, and in the other corner of the room was a wardrobe, no doubt filled with sexy outfits and lingerie.
The door to the bathroom open and I could hear Ginger blow out a candle. When she stepped out all of the blood rushed straight to my head, she was gorgeous. I stood up to meet her. She was wearing a maroon boustie with black lace and trim, a black garter belt, black silk panties, and maroon stalking's. Her hair was fairly short, cut just to below her ears, and it feather out at the bottom, curling almost upward. Her cute face was framed by her shiny brunette hair. She had red pouty lips and plump rosy cheeks, her eyes were bright green, and her make up was perfect, like it was painted on by an artist. "My name is Ginger." she spoke, meeting my eyes with a curly grin. "I'm Jefferson, but you can call me Jeffie." I replied. She held her hand out to me, as to shake it. I gently took hold of it, I bent over with my hand behind my back and kissed it. "Nice to meet you." she said, holding the back of her freehand up to her lips. She walked around me and sat on the bed. She leaned back and propped herself up with her hands, "So, why don't you tell me what you'd like to do." she said, her pearl white teeth showing through her grin. "Well, Uhm, how about we start with some foreplay? and then take it from there?" I said, seeing if it was okay. "That sounds great." she said, standing up to me. She put her left hand around me and started unbuttoning my collared with her right. She slid my shirt off and lightly put her forefinger on my lower lip. She slid her finger down my chin, then my neck, and down the middle of my chest and stomach. She unhooked my belt and pulled it out of my belt loops, she tossed it on the chair in the corner, along with my shirt. She unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, she loosened them and let them fall to the ground around my ankles. We laid back on the bed, letting my pants slip off, onto the floor.
When we kissed it was like cold fire, you could feel the heat and passion, but it didn't burn. Her tongue was writhing in my mouth like a snake, it was warm and felt great. Our lips met and I was engulfed in lustful passion. As we kissed she held her right hand behind my head, running the fingers of her left hand on my chest and stomach. I held my right hand around her back, rubbing and smoothing my hand across the small of her back, holding my left hand on her face, feeling her warmth. She moved her hand down my chest, to my stomach, and finally down to my nether-regions, groping and massaging my groin. I made move next move, taking my hand from the small of her back to her luscious butt. It was smooth like silt, and warm, I rubbed my hand across it before gently squeezing it.
She sat up, strattling me with her legs, she plucked at the lace on her boustie, letting the lace fall limply after it was untied. She pulled the boustie off, letting her breasts rest lightly. They were beautiful, perky, and soft might I add. She started to unlatch the garter belt and stockings, "No no, leave them on..." I whispered, completely taken by how the stockings complimented her petite size. She smiled, letting the edges of her lips curl into a little smile, "Okay." She came back, putting her hands on either side of my head, to prop herself up. We kissed once again, our tongues entwined in the passion.
She started moving away from my mouth, kissing and biting on my bottom lip, then moving down to my chin, and then to my chest, until she came to my boxer shorts. She looked up into my eyes, mischief in her gaze. She pushed the tips of her fingers under the waist band of my shorts, before pulling them off, exposing my member. She grinned whilely, and once again her gaze returned to my eyes, she smile and batted her eye lashes at me before taking it into her mouth. Pleasure surged through my body in waves, moving from my nether, making its way to my toes and up to my eyes. She pulled it out, saliva dripping from both my member and her lips. She started tonguing it, licking it, and kissing it, using both hands to massage me while her tongue went to its magnificent work. "I'm gonna pop-off." I whispered, closing my eyes tight. She smile and sat up, letting me shoot on her chest and stomach, rubbing it in with the end of my member. "Oh...God..." I moaned lightly, hardly able to move.
"That's not the end of it, lover." she said, rubbing her lips against my ear. She sat back up and looked at me face to face, I grinned and she matched me with her curly little smile. My piece was still rock hard and ready for what she had in store. She sat up on my stomach, and kissed me before sliding down and impaling herself on my member. She rose up and down, slowly, taking in her breath with her pleasure. She pressed her hands on my stomach to balance herself, and held her head to the ceiling, breathing heavily, letting out small whimpers of pleasure and pain. It was obvious the pleasure overrode the pain. She was so tight, and warm. She felt like silken velvet. I held onto her arms just below her shoulders, keeping her steady. Then she raised her arms up and bit, and I took hold of her hips, one hand on each side. She looked down and gazed directly into my eyes. Her eyes felt me with pleasure and terror, ecstatic joy; her eyes were a haunting bright green, eyes that I would never forget for the rest of my life. The sheets felt to be rising up around me, building up into almost a wall, because She and I were working down into the mattress, putting pressure on the pillow of air.
We came together and were joined in a moment of pure lustful ecstasy, passion that I had never known before, and nobody but her and I would ever know it. "Wow, that was amazing." I said to her as she collapsed in bed beside me. "You weren't bad either, stud." she said with a grin and a wink. "There's the bathroom if you wanna clean up." she said, pointing to the room she was in previously, "Thanks." I waited a few minutes before I finally got up. I gathered up my shirt, pants, belt, boxers, and shoes. I sat my shoes with my jacket and hat in the chair in the corner of the room. I walked into the bathroom while Ginger smoked a cigarette, laying on the bed. I turned the water to somewhere in-between medium and hot, tested the water with my hand, and climbed in. It was a stand up shower with a glass door, it was frosted over so you couldn't really see inside from the outside, or vice versa. As I started lathering up the sop I heard the bathroom door creak open, I looked over the top of the glass door and saw Ginger walking in. Within a few seconds she had opened the glass door and was standing in the shower, arms wrapped around me. She looped her arms around my neck, and I put my hands on her hips. "Again?" I asked excitedly, "Yea." she said, pulling her head back, biting her bottom lip.
We started kissing and I grabbed her left leg with my right hand. I pulled her knee up to my waist, where she curled her leg around the back of my legs. I bent slightly at my knees and came down to her, pushing my member inside her. We kissed as I thrust in and out; I could feel that her bottom lip was quivering. I pulled my head back and took a good look at her; her pretty face, her green eyes. I grabbed her by the butt and lifted her up off her feet; which she promptly wrapped around my back. I couldn't help but squeeze her butt as she bounced up and down, fulfilling both our sexual needs.
When I finally made my way back down to the entrance lobby area Franky was sitting in the chair, dozing off. "Franky..." I whispered, tapping on the short round brim of his hat. He jumped a bit, but never-the-less came-to. "It's 'bout damn time." he said looking down at his watch.
"You were right about this place." I said to him, looking back up in the direction of where my room would have been.
"I know. Who ya gonna trust?" he grinned, "Ya gonna trust me, Franky-boy." he said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
We walked out the front door with a quick wave and a wink from the clerk woman.



Violet Fire

Did you know
I would come if you spoke my name
Did you lie
When you said you needed the cool
Of the night
To caress your deepest thoughts
I can hear
All the darkest things you think
I'm gonna make it easy
Did you smile
As I wandered in the black
Of your eyes
Now I live among the things
That we see
And the darkest things you fear
I'm gonna make it easy
Violet fire

g.  But she’s only 16 and she’s my first cousin. 

          Today is different.  After asking for the hundredth time, Sara looks at me and pulls her top off.  DAMN!  She’s so fucking hot.  She smiles at me and pulls her sweatpants down.  She is prepared for this seduction, I realize, because she has nothing under the sweatpants except naked skin and her shaved snatch. 

           My dick rises to attention, creating a teepee in my shorts.  “Sara,” I say, but her hand on my bulge interrupts my weakening protests. 

        “I’m not asking you for a date or to go steady with me, Mat.  I just want your dick inside me.  Now.”

      She pulls my waistband down and my dick pops up like a soldier’s solute, swaying slightly, nodding in anticipation.  “Eager, aren’t we?” she asks and smiles at my dick.

       I can’t restrain myself any longer.  I grab her hips, lift her, say “I won’t be gentle,” and throw her unceremoniously on the small bed. 

      Her legs part willingly, and I’m between them exploring her tight pussy with my 9 inch cock.  As I penetrate her again and again, she gasps, wrapping her legs around my waist, doing her best to contain my plunging, but ultimately failing.  I pound at her, thinking we shouldn’t be doing this because her parents are upstairs sleeping and my sister is in the bedroom next-door.  But I am doing it. I tell myself to do it proper, to not have any guilt. 

        “Oh, YES Mat, YES, fuck my pussy, oh GOD YES, fuck me, aaaaahhhh!”  She screams as my thrusts become frantic, wanting to savor the moment but not wanting to be caught. 

         “You’re so tight, Sara,” I pant.  You’re no virgin, I think as I stare at her face, her scrunched up eyes and wide open mouth. I don’t want to cum in her pussy.  “Keep your mouth open!” I demand removing my cock from her wetness.  Her eyes are still closed as I climb her and position the head of my cock at her parted lips.  I shove.  She gags.  My balls rest against her chin for a second and then I pull out only to shove in again.  “That’s right, bitch, eat it,” I say.  I cannot believe I am doing this, and to my cousin. I hold her head as I face fuck her.  In an explosion of pleasure, I cum, filling her mouth to its limit with my seed.  Simi-hard now, I keep myself in her.

           It is then that I notice another presence in the room.  My cock still in Sara, I turn my head and see my sister, Jane. I look down at Sara, her mouth full of my dick and sperm, and say "You set me up."

            Sara shakes her head in denial and the motion would've turned me on had my heart not been pounding.  Shit, I think, I've been caught on film! fucking my underage cousin. My sister's going to have my balls! Hell, my mom’s going to have them too. I knew how close both women are to Sara.

          “She’s right, Mat,” my sister says.  “I did.  I’ve wanted to have you in me ever since I saw you in the shower when you were fifteen.”  She looks at our cousin.  “Sara, since you’ve succeeded in making him limp, why don’t you suck him again until he’s suitably hard for me.” 

           Sara nods and takes my limpness into her mouth again.  As my cousin blows me for the second time my sister removes her clothes.  As I see what is about to be mine I cannot help but feel a sort of giddiness.  My friends would never believe I fucked not only Sara, but Jane too.  My sister is still recording.  She sets the video camera on a bookshelf at an angle so that it still receives all the action.  Jane takes our cousin by the waist, pulls her back, away from the object of her affection, my slippery cock.  Saliva drips from its tip.

           “My turn,” Jane says.  “You can watch, but now it’s my turn to have his cock.  If you don’t fuck me good and hard, Matt, I’ll make sure the right people get this video.  You don’t want to go to jail for statutory rape, do you?”  She spreads her legs.  “Get that biggie in here, brother.”

            Who am I to say no to my older sister?  I get my biggie in there, and get it in there fast and hard.  Still dripping our cousin’s juices, my dick fills my sister as I work my way as deep as possible.

               "Uh," my sister moans as I push my member deep.  "Mmm.  Sara, you can stay if you want.  Help me with the cleanup, cause I...I...think this'll be messy soon."  She gives up on talk and rolls me over so she's on top. 

               She rides me like a pro and I can't help but utter: "GOD, where'd you learn to fuck!"

               "Mom," she replies.  "I used to watch her fuck Tony and I practiced with some veggies."

                As my sister continues to bounce on my dick I think THANK YOU MOM!

 

 

The next morning I wake up sore.  My dick feels like it had been though a war; beaten, battered, hyped on action and wanting more, but afraid it wouldn't be up for the task.

              The form next to me reminds me of the killer night I'd had.  To my right is my naked 24 year old sister.  Her black hair is still damp with sweat from the night's endeavors.  Draped across my upper body is my 16 year old cousin, Sara, naked too.  Her cheek is resting on Jane's left breast. 

               My dick stiffens and I reach for Sara's ass.  With both hands I spread her, gently climbing out from beneath her.  I position myself at her backdoor and shove in hard.  I hear her scream.  She buries her mouth against my sister's nipple.  I pull out and plunge in again. 

               "Oh, yes, Mat, just like that," my cousin says, voice muffled due to my sister’s breast. 

                "Fuck her good, Mat," my sister says, sleepily.

                As I slide into my cousin again, I reach for her breasts, take hold of them, and kiss her neck.  I hear footsteps outside my bedroom door just as I get a good rhythm going.  I pause in my fucking, my cock buried to the root in Sara's ass.  My eyes are fastened to the door.  The knob turns, opens an inch or two.  I see my mother, Amy.  Neither Jane nor Sara sees her.  

                Our eyes meet and she closes the door as silently as she had opened it. 

             

 

Later that day, after Sara left for school and Jane for work, I go downstairs.  Amy is in the kitchen preparing a meal for the party that will take place later in the evening. 

                 I turn on the TV and do some channel-surfing. 

                 "Mat," my mother says, entering the TV room.  "I need to talk to you about what you were doing this morning and probably last night as well."

                 I can't bring myself to meet her gaze. 

                 "Look at me." 

                 I look.  Mom is 44 years old and still beautiful.  Slim with large breasts, she could've been a movie star.  She is a redhead.  My eyes linger on her chest, encased in a too-tight sweater that leaves little to the imagination. 

                  "Get your eyeful and pay attention.  What you did to your cousin and sister was wrong.  Very wrong.  I know you enjoyed it, but still it was wrong.”

                  I always took it as a sign of maturity that I could talk to my mom about anything even while my thoughts usually ran towards imagines of banging her.  I undressed her with my eyes as I replied: “I know. I don’t know what came over me.  Sara, begged me and then she took my penis in her hand and I…I just had to fuck her!”

                  “And your sister?”

                  “She filmed me with Sara.  It was blackmail.”

                  “I know what she did, Mat.  I watched the video.  It looked to me as though you were experiencing heavenly delights.  I didn’t see you hesitate at all before burying your cock in Jane’s pussy.”

                  I couldn’t deny it.

                   “Look, what happened can’t happen again.”

                  “You think I’ll be able to stop now?  You’re nuts.  Their pussies were the tightest, their mouths the best at sucking cock that I’ve ever had.  And Sara’s ass…!  Don’t get me started on her ass!”

                    I see Mom think this over.  Then: “I’ll substitute.  Instead of fucking them, I’ll let you fuck me.  Any position, any time, anywhere.  Agreed?”

                     “You’re my mom!”

          “You fucked your cousin and sister.  Why not me?  Do we have a deal?”

When it seems I might decline her glorious offer, Amy lifts her sweater.  She has no bra on and was I a dog I would be drooling at the sight of her wonderful melons.  As it is, my dick swells in my pants and doesn’t go unnoticed.

                      “I’ll meet you in Dad’s and my bedroom.  Hurry.” 

                       On the way to their bedroom, heart racing, I stop by Jane’s room and retrieve her camcorder.  There is no way in hell I am going to forfeit sex with my sister and cousin.  There is also no way in hell I am going to pass up an opportunity to fuck Mom either.  I’m determined to have all three. 

 

Mom is naked when I enter her bedroom.  I can’t believe my luck.  She isn’t looking at me and so I position the camcorder on the dresser where it will have an uninterrupted view of the activity about to commence. 

            I undress.  “God, you are so beautiful!” I say as I climb into bed with her. 

            I lick her breasts as she strokes my erection.  “Choice time, Mat.  Do you want to use a rubber or just get it on?”

            I fucked both Sara and Jane without protection, so I figured why start now.  “I want to do you bareback.” 

            “I was hoping you’d say that.  You’re father insists on rubbers every time.  It’s been so long since I’ve had it old fashioned.”

            “Then today’s your lucky day,” I say, engulfing her left breast with my lips.

            Her legs part and I slide my hands beneath her firm ass and squeeze.  My cock enters her pussy, inch by inch, until it has disappeared to the root.  “Oh, God!” I say.  “Mom, Dad hasn’t been living up to his reported standards!  You’re gripping my cock like a vise!”

            “Oh, son, fuck me, fuck your mother!  That’s it, be a good son.  Give it to me.  Oh, YES, Mat, pound my pussy.  Fuck me like you fucked your sister!  You feel so wonderful!”

            “So do you, Mom!  I…I can’t get enough of you!”  I slam into her again and again and again, her large breasts pressed against my chest, her ass in my hands.  I press my lips against hers and insert my tongue.  She sucks on it and against her mouth I say: “Later, I’ll have you suck my cock!” 

            She rolls me.  Now I’m beneath her and she’s perched on my flagpole, bouncing and I slide my hands from her ass to her smooth stomach to her bouncy tits and fondle. 

            “Oh my God, Mat!”

            “You like this, Mom?”

            “I LOVE it.  Oh, God how I…is that a camera!”

            I smile, imagining my mother’s reaction to the camcorder recording her bouncing on my cock.  “Yes, it is,” I say as she pauses, my cock inserted all the way inside her.  I thrust upwards, balls slapping her thighs.  “Please continue, slut!”

            She looks at me, her eyes wide.  “You’re filming us!”

            I squeeze her juicy melons.  “I wanted to have something to remember our first night fucking.  No one else is going to see it.  Now, please, for the love of God, continue!”

            I take my hands from her breasts and place them on her hips.  Holding her I push up and into her tight cunt.  “Oh, God!  Mom, I love fucking you!” 

            She is still staring at the camera, her mouth slightly open.  I look up at her face, but her gigantic tits block most of the view. I continue my thrusts, but see her eyes; they are squeezed shut, and little pants escape her lips.

            Then she starts bouncing on my shaft again, ignoring the camera.  “You’re bigger than you’re father…GOD!  You feel fantastic inside me!  Keep fucking me, son.  Fuck your mother harder.  Fill me!”

            Minutes later I fill her like a geyser.

            She collapse on top of me, her breasts pressed against my face.  I open and mouth and suckle her tits. 

God, what a morning!

            “No one can ever see that video, son,” she says as I work her left nipple, giving it gentle nips as I suck hungrily at it.  “Promise me.”

            My dick’s still inside her as I respond: “I promise.  No one will ever see it except for you and me.  Unless certain conditions aren’t followed, of course.  First: I will be fucking you whenever and wherever I want.  Second: I will also be fucking Sara and Jane whenever I want…don’t look at me like that.  You say I shouldn’t fuck Jane ‘cause she’s my sister.  Well, newsflash…you’re my mother and you fucked me.  So please, please, don’t be a goddamn hypocrite.”  Her face flushes as though just now realizing the enormity of our actions.  “Now, I’ve promised.  Please get off me, I’ve got things to do, and a sister to screw.”

 

I get out of the shower and don’t bother with a towel.  Sara’s in her room doing her homework with her mom, my Aunt Jenna’s help and I figure if Jenna sees me or finds out about my family adventures maybe I’ll just fuck her too.  As though the head of my cock has an implanted magnet I am drawn to Jane’s room. 

            I don’t bother knocking.  Inside I see her on the bed.  She’s talking to Ashley, her best-friend but stops when she sees me.  Her eyes go immediately to my dick and she says “Ash, I’ll have to call you back.  Yeah, he’s here.  Yes, yes, I’ll introduce you to him soon.  Ok.  Bye.” 

            She turns around on her bed and shows me her exceptional ass, the tight shorts she’s wearing leaving no doubt to its firmness.  “All the fun we were having last night and this morning and I realized you paid more attention to Sara than to me.  You fucked her from behind this morning…I’d like you to do the same…”

            Her voice soon is lost on me as I approach and grab her hips.  I pull her shorts down; she has nothing on beneath.  Hands on her ass-cheeks, I spread her and then split her with my raging cock. 

            “Oh, GOD MAT, YES!” she screams as I fill her with my pole. 

            I go in, pull out, and go in again, building speed with each masterful thrust.  I cover her mouth with my hand in a half attempt at keeping her screams contained…I didn’t want to be interrupted by our Aunt and I knew if our cousin or Mom came in I’d have to divide my attention.  I wanted my sister, all of her, all to myself. 

              “Oh, YEAH!” I scream as I drill her ass.  “Take it, bitch!  Take it all, you fuckin’ whore-slut.  Take your brother’s big dick.  I can’t wait to fill you ass with my seed, bitch!  Oh yeah, take every inch I offer, you dirty slut.”  I had though her pussy was great, but her ass surpassed my expectations.  “God, I love fucking you sis!  Do you love your brother?  Do you love my hard cock tearing you apart?” 

            “Don’t stop, Mat, don’t you dare stop fucking me.  Oh LORD don’t you ever stop!” 

            I piston in and out and in the process manage to get on my back, my cock popping out of her ass for the briefest of moments only to reenter her, this time her pussy, and she’s riding me reverse cowgirl.  I grip her ass-cheeks as she bounces on my dick and wonder why, in all my 19 years this is the first day I’ve ever fucked her.

            “If you’d…only…told me earlier…that you wanted…to fuck…” I pant as she rocks back and forth on my shaft.  “The fun…we could’ve…had!”

            My sister’s only response is to ride me ever faster, ever harder.  I know that soon I’ll fill her with my hot cum and so “You want it in your mouth, on your tits, on in your pussy?” I ask. 

            She doesn’t answer or slow so I figure the answer is the latter of the three options.  I erupt like a volcano and grab her hips, hold her down on my shaft, forcing her to consume with her pussy her brother’s hot cum.  Satisfied, I release her hips, and she collapses next to me, panting, recovering. 

            “I should have fucked you four years ago, Mat.  That day I saw you in the shower I should’ve jumped you.”

            “I wish you had, Jane.  But, now we can catch up on lost time.”

            There’s a knock at the door.  I freeze, my hand stroking my sister’s ass, hers stroking my limp dick, trying to get it hard again. 

            “Yes?  Who is it,” Jane asks trying and failing to sound normal; her breathing is too fast.

            “It’s Jenna.  Do you have a boy in there, Jane.  I don’t want you making love with your boyfriend while my daughter’s around.” 

            “Great, Mat, you fucked me TOO good,” Jane whispers.  “Aunt Jenna heard us.” Louder: “My boyfriend’s not here, Jen.  I’m not making love.” 

            Silence from the other side of the door.  My sister’s hands return to my cock which is steadily growing stiff again.  “I’m coming in,” Jenna warns.

            “Oh, shit,” from Jane and I try to scramble out of her bed but end up falling over my sister, the head of my cock against her sweaty thighs. 

            “What-in-the-hell,” Jenna says staring at us in that position. 

            Jane, who doesn’t know of my exploits with our mother immediately says to Jenna: “You can’t tell Mom!”

            Me?  The excitement of getting caught has added the last bit of hardness to my now-ready cock, and staring at our Aunt’s eyes I grab Jane’s legs and drape them over my shoulder’s.  I enter her hard and fast, without mercy, and she screams.

            “I’m getting Amy,” Jenna declares, but I ignore her and my sister doesn’t know whether to be worried or enjoy another good fucking by her brother.  She seems to have decided to enjoy it and let forget everything else. 

            Minutes later, as I pound at her pussy again, Jenna returns with her sister.  Noticing our mother’s lack of response at seeing her son fuck her daughter, Jenna realizes the enormity of the truth.  “You’ve had sex with him too?” 

            I see Mom nod.  “It was fantastic.  I wanted Mat to fuck me instead of Jane and Sara, but he’s blackmailing me now, so…”

            “He’s fucked my daughter…” Jenna gasps. 

            I watch as Mom undresses and Jenna gasps again.  “If you ever take his cock inside you, you’ll know why I don’t care that he’s my son.  He’ll fuck you so good, you’ll forget all about that husband of yours.” 

            I pull out of Jane as our mother approaches.  “Son, give Mommy that cock again so Jenna can see nothing’s wrong.” 

            I grab my sister’s head, “clean it, bitch, I wanna fuck Mom with your saliva coating my dick,” I say and Jane wraps her hungry lips around my manhood and sucks.  “Jenna, after I’m done with Mom, I’d really like to give you a good hard fucking too.  And then, should I have the energy, I think I’ll pay your slut daughter a visit too, give her pussy more of my cock seeing as she loved it earlier. 

            “That’s it sis!  Suck me good!  Your lips were made for blowing me!”

            “Oh, my God!” Jenna screams.  She goes on, ranting, but I’m in heaven and don’t hear, her words nothing but an irritation. 

            Finally, I cut her off, facefucking my sister I say “Mom, I’d better hurry up and fuck you so I can shove my cock down her throat and shut her up!” 

            I pull out of Jane’s mouth, dick dripping, and toss our Mom on the bed next to her.  I ram my wet cock into her wet cunt and pound away, eyes fixated on my next conquest, Aunt Jenna.  The bed speaks but soon her screams speak louder, as does the sound of my balls slapping against her thighs as my dick pistons in and out. 

            “Uh, uh, yes, oh, uh, yes…” and other more unintelligible words escape her throat.  She wraps her legs around my waist and tries to contain my energy but I spill out, unstoppable, and she shudders beneath me as I fill her to the brim with my hot seed. 

            My hands are on her breasts as I give her that one final thrust, the thrust that ends all others, and I meet my aunt’s gaze.  I can tell that she wants that passion, that fire, she’s drooling for me, but still she isn’t prepared to take that final step.  I pull my cock out of my mother’s pussy, leaving a trail of cum as I do.  Jane is still on the bed, next to our mother and I say “Help Jenna with her clothes.  It’ll be hard to give her a proper fucking with them on.”

            My sister gets up, boobs bouncing as she approaches our aunt, and begins unbuttoning her blouse.  Jenna makes no attempt to stop her.  She stands there, a human mannequin with luscious breasts that become free of the confinement of her black bra, breasts that beg to be sucked, to be fucked, by me.  And I, as fate would have it, am more than ready to suck and fuck those marvelous globes. 

            As my mom takes my cock in hand, stroking me back to erection, I decide that I’m going to do more than just fuck my aunt.  Don’t get the wrong idea here; I’m going to fuck her and good.  By “more” I simply mean I’m going to do more than teach her to love the feel and taste of my cock.  I’m going to teach her, and later her daughter, to need my dick, make it so they won’t feel right going a day without.

            Mom strokes staring at my meat and says “Dinnertime!”

            She begins gobbling my cock, teasing it to become hard, hard for her sister, and I tickle the back of her throat as I stiffen within her mouth. She alternatively sucks and licks my balls for a moment and I almost laugh remembering how worried I was when she caught me fucking my sister and cousin.  Are all the women in my family sluts?  I wonder.  There’s Amy, Sara, Jane, now Jenna, who else is there for me to screw?  I’d have to work on that later.   

            “You read for this?” I ask Jenna, pulling my slick organ out of my mother’s mouth and slapping her face with it, leaving wet streaks of saliva and cum.  She hungrily licks her lips and looks at her younger sister.

            “I got him ready for you, sis.  But you can thank me after you’ve been fucked.  You never know; he might bang you till you won’t even be able to look at Tom without wondering why your husband can’t fuck you quite like my son.”

           

An hour later and Jenna still wasn’t quite done getting fucked.  We’d taken numerous breathers, of course, and I’d cum in and on her multiple times, but the slut in her was still awakening and my cock was need.  And I was more than willing to provide.

            Currently I am behind her, my cock buried in her ass, two fingers in her mouth, other hand on her large left breast.  Mom, Jane, and Sara are all in the room watching us fuck, and all are naked. 

            I drill her furiously, unwilling to slow, willing myself to stay hard and give her my all.  God, she fucks so good! 

            “Mom,” Sara says, “I’ve never seen you like this before!”

            In response “Uh, Uh, mmm…” Jenna says, words unintelligible as I work my way deep inside her ass.

with the thin seam that runs up the back of the legs. I felt myself getting a hardon. Underneath, she wore tiny black panties, with a g-string planted between her perfect buttocks. She pulled out a hairclip and layers of dark curley hair cascaded down her thin neck. Shed been working all day and was tired, so she momentarily stopped and sat on her bed. As if to tease me, she lay on her back and extened her leg into the air to strech it. As she did this, she sighed and moaned. I was dumbfounded. She stood up and slowly began removing the pantyhose; peeling them from her perfect legs. And there she stood, in her tiny panties with her breasts bulging from her bra, heaving. She unhooked the bra and dropped it on the floor. Her nipples hung down large and dark, beckoning me to come and lick them. And finally, she rolled the panties down her perfect tanned thighs till they hang around her ankles. The lips of her vagina looked so delicious. Her shaven pussy called out to me. She stood like a goddess, and I wanted to worship her. But I quickly came to my senses. This is my sister!

A few nights later, I had been trying to forget what I had seen and what I had felt. We were going to watch a movie together, on the T.V. in her room, on her bed. I came in in my boxers and a vest and began tuning into the right channel. She walked in from the shower wearing a small white towel over her breasts, but it was so short, I could almost see her vagina. She untied it and it fell to the ground. She grabbed a little silky blue nightdress and slipped into it, but she had no underwear underneath. She looked so hot. She climbed up the small ladder that must be used to access her bed. As she did, I looked up the bottom of her nightdress at her perfect ass and pussy, heaving as she ascended. I followed up, with my hardon beginning to grow. During the movie, my sister fell asleep, but I remained awake. I turned the T.V. off and thousght about what to do. My sexual urges overpowerd me and I began slowly lifting up the nightdress to reveal her tender pussy. Slowly, I moved my hand over to her and slid my fingers into the slit. My cock was throbbing. As soon as I did this, still asleep, she moved her legs, trapping my hand in between her warm thighs, with my fingers still inside. Carefully, I snaked my way out and decided to explore her breasts. I gripped each nipple in between my thumb and index finger and began rubbing them. It felt so good. With my left hand I began fingering her again. After a little while i felt her pussy becoming wet. Her eyes drifted open. "What are you doing?" she said softly. I froze. "No. No, don't stop" she continued. She wriggled out of her nightdress, and she pulled down my boxers. I moved over and put one leg either side of her, knelling over her. She gently cupped my buttocks and pulled me closer. We shared a passionate kiss, as she began slipping her finger into my crack. I moved further down, touching, caressing, and licking the firm legs that I had lusted over the other night. I moved closer and closer to her vagina. I could feel her trembling. With both hands, I spread her vagina, and probed with my tongue. She let out a cry of joy. Then, she took hold of me. She moved our faces together, and we kissed once more. Then with both hands, she spread her discharging cleft and quietly said "take me." I moved my pelvis towards her and penetrated her vagina. Slowly I pushed it in further. I felt my balls begin to churn, and a spurted far into her throbbing cunt. "Ahh" she cried! She was still a virgin.

We stopped after about half an hour. She lay next to me, panting. I had had the most glorious experince of my life.