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Sex in a Bag

punkguy on Fetish Stories

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Nick and Bridget were an odd couple. They got strange looks everywhere they went together.

Nick was tall with an athletic build. Bridget was short with small tits and a nice, round, voluptuous ass.

She was a lot shorter than Nick, but the height difference was so manifest that it made people stare. Bridget was one of the little people, a midget by any other name.

She and Nick had been together for a long time. It was funny how they got their st

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art together. It was curiosity on Nick's part. He wanted to see what it would be like to have sex with a midget. He found out and that was part of the reason they were still together.

Bridget was great in bed. He wasn't expecting so much.

Her pussy was a lot deeper than he had expected. She could just about take the full length of his huge cock. But it was her blowjobs that reeled him in to stay. Bridget could suck the paint off a car if she wanted to.

Besides that, she was a good person. She was fun to by around. Physical attractions were easy to come by, but finding the right mental match up was like looking for a needle in a hay stack.

The problem was that they really hated the stares that they got from people. That's when Bridget suggested Nick pack her up in a suitcase and carry her around with him.

She was joking, but Nick took the joke a little further. He actually got a suitcase, put it on the floor, and waited for her to get in.

Not wanting to be outdone, Bridget got in and curled up in a fetal position. Nick zipped it up and walked out the door with it.

Bridget was a lot heavier in the suitcase. He could easily lift her up normally. She was so small it was like lifting a kid.

But she was heavy as hell with all her weight piled up in a suitcase with him trying to carry it all on one side of his body. He was sweating up a storm by the time he got down the street.

He wasn't sure exactly where he was taking her. He was just fascinated by the fact that he could carry his girlfriend around in a suitcase. It amazed him and he was sure Bridget was probably smiling from inside.

But there was a hotel right down the street from them and Nick had just about walked all the way to it. He figured he might as well keep going and make something fun out this little joke.

The cashier commented on how heavy the bag looked as he was getting signed in. He asked what in the world could be so heavy.

"I'd tell you but you wouldn't believe if I did," said Nick as he walked towards his room.

Once inside, he mustered all of his strength, hoisted the bag off the floor, and dropped it on the bed. It bounced a few times before coming to a halt.

Nick unzipped it, and out stepped Bridget's sexy little ass wearing a sexy black panty outfit that left her pierced tits exposed. Jokingly, she started jumping around on the bed like a happy little kid when she saw Nick getting his cock from his pants. She was surprised he still had energy to have sex after carrying her so long.

He pulled it free of his underpants and started stroking it. It was almost fully erect when he got it out. Bridget ran up to him and started gulping mouthfuls of his meat into her mouth. His cock was hard as a brick seconds later.

It felt good getting his cock sucked after such a hard workout. He was standing in front of the bed and Bridget—because of her height—was standing up on the bed as she blew him.

They liked oral sex in that position. It amused both of them that she could suck his cock standing up.

"Ohh. That's good," moaned Nick.

He loved the way Bridget sucked cock. Her mouth wasn't that deep so all she could do was go a little past the cock head. Her hands were what made it so spectacular.

She massaged the hell out of it with both hands. She knew how to stroke his cock in different directions in a cork-screwing motion.

Her lips were extremely soft. They worked wonders with the head. It left him feeling so good that he could cum in her mouth at any time, and if she kept going the way she was, that's exactly what was going to happen.

He grabbed her and threw her on the bed. She was on her back.

He lay with his head between her legs. The scent of hot pussy met his nose as he was sliding his tongue inside of her.

She smiled. Her breathing deepened. Her legs were high and wide.

Nick lapped at her sweet juices and used his tongue to stimulate her clit. He loved eating pussy as much as Bridget enjoyed sucking dick.

Once he'd gotten it nice and wet, he came up stroking his cock back to full erection. Bridget moaned and grinned when she saw what he had for her.

They both moaned as he entered. There were traces of pubic hair around her hole that tickled Nick's cock head.

Bridget's juices spilled all over his cock as he went in. It was super tight as always, but her pussy could fit the bulk of his massive cock with no problem.

He screwed her slowly at first. There was something about the sex today that made it better than normal. Maybe it was the hotel or the kinky way they'd arrived there.

Whatever it was, it had Bridget's pussy extra goopy. They could hear every movement Nick made because it caused a loud swishing sound in Bridget's wet cunt.

Nick lay on his side after a while. He thrust slowly into Bridget until his cock was all the way flush. Then he slowly pulled out and shoved it back in.

That was one of things that fascinated Nick about dwarfs in general, not just Bridget. Their bodies were smaller than normal, but their genitals grew to normal size.

Another thing he liked about them was the way it was so easy to manhandle them. When he wanted to switch positions, he didn't have to say anything or motion for Bridget to move. He simply rolled on his back, lifted her up, and dropped her on his prick.

She started riding him. He was thrusting into her so hard that even his own body was lifting off the bed.

"Ohhh," she moaned.

Nick cupped her tits. He kneaded them and caressed the nipple piercings.

Nick wanted her from behind. They usually put something on the bed so Bridget would have something to lean against. Otherwise, because of her height, she'd have to lean all the way over and blood would rush to her head.

Nick found a small stool on the other end of the room. He put it on the bed, Bridget assumed the position, and he was hard-fucking her from the rear.

"Uh-huh. Ohhh! Ohh!" Bridget moaned.

Nick grew more violent as time went on. Her pussy was so deep. It was so hot. The tingles, so fierce. He had her fat, round ass jiggling along with the bed squeaking.

His cock started burning. He fucked faster. It burned some more.

He pulled out and lay on his back. His cock was jumping and pulsing.

Bridget knelt beside him, her mouth agape and panting. She took his cock in her mouth and started sucking and twisting her head from side to side like an attack dog. She slobbered all over it, slurped on it, and stroked his cock and balls with her hands.

It got so good that poor Nick couldn't keep still. He was fidgeting around. He was moaning and his eyes were rolled back into his head.

He grabbed her head to force guide it up and down on his shaft, but the suction was so strong that he lost control of his limbs and his hands fell to her shoulders.

The burning in his cock was getting out of hand. An orgasm was coming soon. He couldn't control himself.

He started thrusting into her mouth. She started sucking him deeper. His cock was almost totally down Bridget's throat.

At one point, his cock went so deep that Nick could feel it bending down the back of her throat. That's when he lost it.

His legs shook violently. "Auurghhh!!!" he screamed as juices streamed up his throbbing shaft.

Bridget continued sucking, but not as deep. She wanted to taste his seed. She kept the head at the tip of her tongue.

"Mmmm," she said cheerfully as it spilled into her mouth. She'd always loved Nick's taste.

She kept stroking him until the last drop was in her mouth. She let cum spill out of her mouth back onto his cock. Then she stroked it into his cock, making it more slippery and wet.

When she was done playing with sperm, Nick got up and put the suitcase back on the bed next to Bridget, who was busy trying to clean cum off her hands (she liked cum when it was coming out of a dick, but after that, it was just an annoying mess).

Nick jumped onto the bed, lifted Bridget up, and zipped her back up in the suitcase. He dragged her out the door, checked out of the hotel, and started walking back home.

As he was walking home, for the first time, Nick realized that he and Bridget had just done some seriously strange shit. He couldn't help but smile about it. It was definitely weird, but who gave a fuck. It was fun.

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Sunday afternoon homework

webbbed on Teen Stories

You find me lying on the couch in the living room, studying, my face buried in my books. I am dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, nothing else because of the warmth that has finally managed to also make its way inside the house. You walk up to me without making a sound so you don't disturb me while I am trying to absorb the information in the book. Slowly you sit down on the floor next to the couch and pull my shorts down to find I am not wearing anything underneath.

 

You take my soft cock in your mouth and slowly begin to suck on it, massaging it with your tongue, rolling

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it gently in your mouth. You feel it get harder. You have to let some of it go because it doesn't fit entirely anymore. It takes longer than usual for me to get fully erect because I am still focused on my book, reading. You let your fingers slide over the part that is not in your mouth, your hand closing around my cock, gently stroking at the same pace as your mouth is moving up and down on it.

 

Your hand caresses my balls, feel the skin soften even more, my cock still slowly growing harder and harder in your mouth until you know that the only thing that can make it just that little bigger is me cumming. You continue sucking on my cock very gently, making me enjoy it without it being too intrusive on my learning. Every now and then a drop of pre-cum lands on your tongue, you taste the saltines, making you want more.

 

You gently massage my balls while your warm soft mouth moisturizes my cock. Your tongue moves constantly over the head of my cock, stimulating it, creating a familiar tingling down my shaft. I read and turn page after page while you pleasure me, loving the feeling of my cock in your mouth, the taste of my pre-cum, sucking out some of the stress of studying.

 

After a long time you finally feel the familiar little extra growth, you continue what you are doing, just a bit slower, wanting to make it last as long as possible for both of us. The tip of your tongue pries the little hole as if begging for the things soon to come. You feel the first pulse in my cock and gently suck on, mimicking the rhythm of the pulsing of my cock as it fills your mouth with my cum. because it has taken such a long time for me to orgasm, and also because it had been a while since the last time, you have quite a mouthful.

 

Finally you feel the pulsing subside and the squirts come to a stop. You still have my hard cock in your mouth, as well as my cum. I can feel the head of my cock coated in a mixture of your saliva and my sperm, I know you won't swallow it for a while to come. You sit and wait until my cock has softened in your mouth, slowing it down by the minimal sucking you still do and the feeling of your tongue against the sensitive tip. Then you withdraw your mouth from my cock, making sure he is left as clean as you found him.

 

Quietly you leave the room again, satisfied and knowing you didn't interrupt my learning. I hear you leave the house a while later, and greet you when you come back in 30 minutes after. You smile and I know you still have my cum in your mouth...

Diary of a Teenage Slut.

delicatelina on Diary Stories

Dear Diary,

     Hello there.  I'm Celina.  I've had this book for a while, but I never seemed to have anything interesting to write in it.  Now I do.

     Ever since I was eleven, I have been masturbating.  Sticking hairbrushes and vibrating toothbrushes into my tiny cunt.  I've never been caught, but I have always left my door unlocked.  I guess I just like the excitement.

     Anyway, I had always desired sex.  I wanted it so bad.  I finally got it.  Sure,

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it took six years, but it was worth it.

     It was a Friday night.  My best friend, Jake, and his girlfriend, Brittany, were going to come over to hang out.  I remember that Jake was wearing a black band t-shirt with a studded belt and nice jeans.  Brittany was wearing her usual slut-wear, a revealing shirt and a short mini-skirt.

     She must've been a size two, three sizes smaller than me.  Her breast were huge, too!  Word had gotten around school that they were fake.  And let me tell you what I found out later, they're not!

     "Hey Lina."  Jake said to me.  Brittany timidly said the same.  She doesn't like me very much.

     "Hey Jake, Brittany."  I smiled, letting them in through the door.  The night was going slow, thanks to Brittany making it quite awkward, not ever wanting to join in on the conversation.  I had an idea to lighten it up.  It was about ten o'clock.

     "What do you guys say about going night swimming?"  I asked.  I have a fantastic in ground swimming pool, and my parents weren't home to supervise us. 

     "Sounds good to me."  Jake said.  "Britt?"

     "Well, I didn't bring a suit.."  She blushed.

     "It's okay, you can borr-"  I started to say, but I was cut off by Jake's hand going over my mouth and his voice.

     "Why don't you just go naked?  It will be dark.  Celina will turn off the lights inside the pool, right Lina?"  He said.

     Confused, I nodded my head.

     "Um.  I don't know.."  Brittany said.

     Now I was beginning to grow eager over seeing her naked body in the moonlight.  "How about we go naked too?"  I said with a smile on my face, making the idea sound fun.

     Finally, Jake and I were able to get Brittany to agree to swim naked.  I pulled off my clothes, right in front of them, until I was naked.  Then I wrapped a towel around my body.  "C'mon.  Let's go."  I said, watching them strip their clothes also.

     Outside, though there were no lights on, you could still see very clearly.  I could see Brittany's breast.  Her nipples were hard.  Jake's penis was slightly aroused.  I noticed my nipples were hard also.

     I jumped into the pool.  "Woo!  It's cold!"  I announced.  The others followed.

     I took a the blow up beach ball in the pool and laid on top of it.  Jake abruptly pulled it from under me.  "Hey!"  I yelled, feeling a slight tap on my breast as he swam away.  We were laughing, chasing eachother to get the ball.  Brittany joined in also.  I felt a hand rub mt virgin vagina, and I gasped.

     "Oh, I'm sorry!"  I was shocked when I heard that this voice came from Brittany.  Had she rubbed me on purpose?  I wondered.

     "It's okay.  It felt good."  I said.  All chaos had stopped.  Jake was wondering what the hell we were talking about.

     "I've been thinking about doing that since I saw you."  Brittany laughed.  Jake kept his confused expression on.

     A gave Brittany a soft kiss on the lips.  "What the hell?"  Jake said, but his voice sounded giddy as Brittany and I began making out in front of him.

     Brittany used one of her hands to rub my clit and I did likewise to her.  We slowly eased ourselves from the pool steps and onto the cold, hard concrete.  She laid me down and began licking my clit until I was wet, not with pool water, but my own juices.  She stuck three fingers into me, causing me to gasp.  Brittany laughed.  "I can't believe your a virgin."  She said.

     Jake came out of the pool, looking rather pleased.  He sat over my face, his erect dick looking lucious.  "Suck me."  He said as he some how stuck his dick in my mouth.  I sucked him as I was told.  I knew I must've been bad, but he was moaning anyway.  Brittany was still licking me.

     "I think I'm going to come!"  I announced after a while.

     "Me too!"  Jake said.

     "Hurry, fuck her!"  Brittany left my pussy to let Jake have it.  Brittany stuck her own pussy in my face.  She had a finger in her ass.  I lifted my hand up and started to finger her with three of my fingers and I began to lick as much as her pussy as I could.

    Jake grunted as he pushed himself into me.  I had to stop licking Brittany, but my fingers were still in her.  I screamed as Jake popped my cherry.  I couldn't believe I was deflowered.

     I began moaning and shouting as Jake fucked me slowly.  It hurt at first, but since he was going so slow, I started to get pleasure.  "I can't hold it much longer!"  He yelled.

     "Me either!"  I screamed.  "Fuck me harder, Jake!  Yeah, come on!"

     He came inside of me, with out even a condom.  I came with him, our juices colliding.  Jake exited, moving his dick with leftover come on it into my mouth so I could clean him off.  I did this gladly.

     Brittany began to clean up the rest with her tongue in my pussy again. 

     Best night ever.. so far.

A Walk In The Dark

stevey1 on Wife Stories

On one of our rare nights out, Hazel and I decided to do the rounds of
a few local pubs. It was a warm evening, and she wore an above-the-knee
pleated white skirt and a white T-shirt, and white sandals. She put on
a pair of skimpy white knickers I had bought her, and after I had
begged her to go bra-less just for tonight she reluctantly agreed.

We
took a taxi to the nearest bar. Hazel is 36 and 'voluptuous', and her
big tits wobbled invitingly under the thin cotton of her T-shirt as we
walked into the bar. She was attracting stares from several of the male
clientele.

We were both drinking pints of strong lager, and by
closing time Hazel was very pissed. I suggested a walk home, and Hazel
readily agreed, saying it would clear her head. However, the fresh air
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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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Violet Fire

Mephistopheles on Sex Stories

Violet Fire

My friend signed me up for a club called "Violet Fire" apparently it was some sort of casual sex club, almost like a brothel. He apparently knew someone that knew someone. His name was Franklin, by the way, but everyone called him Franky. Me? I'm Jefferson Daudsund, but they call me Jeff or Jeffie.
Anyway one night, a Saturday night, Franky and I went out to their "club house" it was a large old looking house in the middle of no where. The house looked Victorian, but that doesn't really matter. There was a large sign in front of the building, a wooden sign that read: "Violet Fires" it was painted on in pink, red, and purple. There were a few lights around it, lights with purple and re
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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

The Greek Lads (part 2)

lukepreston on Gay Stories

From part 1: His white shorts were now straining against the solid shaft that they could hardly contain. The material was pulled away from him revealing a darkness that was shadow and hair, the front of them was moist, his cock upright and primed. He was begging me to do to him what he had done to me. He turned his head towards the open door of the bedroom and indicated that he wanted us to go in.

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I retraced my steps in my mind. I’d been on the island only a few days. I’d hungered for some young, Greek flesh and now one of the café lads had followed me home, stripped down to his white briefs and sucked me dry. And now I was following him to my bed. He wanted me to show him the pleasures of sex between two men and I could do anything I wanted with him.

As he entered the room the last remaining light of the day filtered in through the long windows and lit his back with shadowy patterns. His shoulders were as strong from behind as his chest had been from the front, and similarly his torso shaped in to his slim hips. The tightness of his underwear showed the perfect roundness of his innocent arse, enveloping it and inviting me to experience it. I would, in time. He was mine for as long as I wanted and I wanted time to recover so that I could once again empty myself deep inside him. The next time though I would have him buck and moan beneath me as I held him and took him from behind. But in time. I had other pleasures for him first.

He stopped by the end of the bed and turned back to look at me. His large, brown eyes caught a ray of sunlight and glinted. He was smiling again, that cheeky, ladish grin told me he was relieved that I was there with him and that his request had been granted. He made to remove his shorts, pushing a thumb in either side, but I stopped him. I took hold of both his arms and held them away. And then I pulled him towards me so that our faces were almost touching. I looked into his deep, longing eyes and smiled. Lost for words I simply kissed him lightly on the mouth where I could taste the musky, lingering smell of my own cum mixed with his youthful scent.

I lay him down on his back and sat beside him on the edge of the bed. Twisting myself around I could lean over him and bear down to kiss his forehead. He tried to grab me and pull me onto him, but again I stopped him. I wanted him to know who was in charge and so placed his arms on the pillow above his head. Like this he was prone, open and defenceless.   And like this I could see his whole, smooth skinned body stretched out below me, mine for the taking. I kissed his forehead again and could smell his shampoo. His short, dark hair was gelled and groomed. He may have been a labourer by day but after work he took trouble to preen himself. His hair was washed, his face, save for the trace of sweat from his earlier exertions, was clean, closely shaved, no stubble. I ran my fingers across his soft cheek, cupping it in one large hand and tracing the shape of his nose with my thumb. As it crossed his lips I pushed a little harder and it slid in. Immediately his hot mouth was working on it, desperate to be sucking again. I smiled. He was eager and he was willing. But he would have to wait.

With his arms resting behind his head the downy soft hair beneath them was exposed to me and my mouth travelled there to explore and lick. He squirmed slightly, not sure if he liked this mild torture, and I knew that no one had ever done this for him before. My tongue moved across his chest, my nose nuzzling the small V of hair between his firm pecs before my mouth came to linger above a small, hard nipple.   I shifted my own arms so that I was gripping his, pinning him gently down to the mattress. And then my tongue flicked across the top of the nipple. Just one slight touch and I heard him gasp, felt him struggle slightly in my grip. But I was not going to let him go. If this was exciting him, just wait until I got lower down. I flicked the nipple again and again he made a sound. This time it was a murmur of pleasure and encouragement. I drew the sensitive, erect mound into my mouth and worked my tongue around it some more; pushing down with my face so that he could feel my weight on him. His hips rose and his chest tried to fight me off, pushing back at me. But I had him held. I gave him a couple of tiny, painless bites and his moaning crescendoed. And then I released my pressure and travelled back to the other side.

He received the same treatment there and returned the same sounds of enjoyment, but now he was not fighting back, he was offering up words in Greek, softly spoken and almost begging. I glanced up from where I was teasing him with my mouth and his eyes were wide in wonder. I paused, he smiled. I caught him off guard and clamped his nipple between my teeth, just hard enough to see him push his head back into the bed, close his eyes and let out a deep groan.

And then I was on the move again, trailing down the flat belly, wetting the whisper thin line of hair that led like a map to the top of his shorts. As I did this I carefully climbed across his legs, coming to kneel between them so that I had him laid out before me. I looked at him again but his eyes were closed. His arms, though, were still obediently lying beyond his head in submissive compliance. I looked back at the slim body, placed my large hands on each hip bone and pushed my tongue into his belly button. He squirmed and raised his hips. I pushed them back down with my grip and started to kiss lower. I could smell the fabric of his shorts, the washing powder even, and I could taste the salt on his skin. Being careful not to touch the straining hardness that was bound within, I gave him firm kisses on his shorts. Starting out at his hips and working my way into his inner thigh. Pushing his legs a little further apart I was able to burrow my face in deeper, pushing up the leg of his shorts and revealing a slight growth of dark hair, just between his balls and the top of his legs where the pelvic bone shows through. Without warning I clamped my mouth around his flesh in there and worked it hard with my tongue. He thrashed beneath me, making short grunting sounds as his body tried to twist free. But it was not to be. Pinning him harder I flashed to his other side, giving the same treatment to the never before explored area. Again he writhed and gasped and I smiled to myself knowing that I was showing him something new, something exciting, something he could teach to the other lads he hung out with.

I gave him a pause; worked my way down his strong, muscled legs until I came to his long, brown feet. Now I was kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed and I drew his legs in together. From there I could look up the length of his body, but his face was obscured now by the straining bulge in the front of his skin tight shorts. All he wanted was for me to strip them from him and give his cock the same attention as he had given mine. But he was going to have to wait for that, I had another treat in store for him before I allowed either of us the satisfaction of working on his cock.

I took his ankles in my hands and started to turn him, he knew what I wanted and rolled onto his stomach without resistance. From my crouched position I could see along his legs, well toned and with only a soft covering of dark hairs, to the small mound of his arse. It was tempting me closer. I started to work my way back up, kissing and nibbling from the soles of his feet, always upwards, always slowly, until I reached the back of his knees. As soon as I started working my tongue in there the sounds he made amplified. His legs stiffened as he felt this new sensation shoot through him and I could see his hips lift from the bed as the pleasure/pain flashed from his legs to his groin and back again. I teased him some more, drinking in the scent of his innocence and revelling in the joy these new sensations were giving him.

And then it was time to move closer to my goal; to the silky smooth skin that I would find beneath those secret-keeping shorts. As I moved up between his legs they parted willingly, allowing me access to where he now knew I was going. My hands stroked the way ahead, flattening the downy hairs on the back of his legs, stroking his flesh and massaging my route to his arse. When I reached it I was able to take one cheek in each of my wide palms and claw at his muscles as he had done at mine, pulling the material of his shorts up so that they would be even tighter at the front. And then I took both sides of the shorts in one hand and twisted so the material came together in one line; pulled upwards and it slid in between his arse cheeks, revealing the dark, smooth flesh to me on either side. And then I pulled just a little harder so that he could feel the tension against his hole.

His groans had now turned to near desperate sobs, and he had buried his face into the sheets to muffle the sounds he was unable to control. With his shorts wedged up against him like this I started to kiss his cheeks. One side then the other, wetting them with my saliva, sucking them in between my lips and taking small bites, just to let him know I had him at my command. His hips ground into the bed making circular movements, rubbing his swollen cock against the sheets below. His arse rose to meet me as I chewed it, licked it, savoured it.

And just when he thought I could show him no more ecstasy I pulled the back of his shorts down revealing to me his darkly puckered hole. It was begging to be serviced, his hips pushing it up towards me, opening him out. And I had led him on far enough. Pulling the shorts as far from my target as I could I leant down towards him and rested my stubbled chin on the top of his hairless arse crack. Then slowly, applying pressure, drew my face downwards, scratching at his sensitive, untouched flesh and making him moan louder. I felt my chin scrape over his hole and he gasped a high pitched sound of surprise. And then my tongue was on it. Flicking at it, poking gently as I drew in the sweet scent of his sweat. It flicked harder, started to penetrate, to part the virgin ring little by little until it was exploring just inside. My mouth surrounded his hole, my nose buried deep into his cheeks and I pulled his arse open a little wider.

He was pushing back into me with more force now. His words were muffled but they urged me on. His hips rose with more desperation and I could feel his head twist from side to side. I pulled him up to his knees and he took the position gratefully, saying ‘yes,’ through his wild groaning. My hands were around his hips, so slender that my fingers almost touched in the front. I gave him more of my stubble, grating it across his slippery anus as I slurped up and down his crack. And then I let my hands slip to the front of his shorts where his young cock was still trapped and straining. As I dug my tongue deeper into him I let my fingers gently play down his solid shaft, barely tickling it through the cotton. I cupped his small balls in one hand and rolled them around, my fingertips playing on them, stroking them. He was working himself up to come. I could feel his body start to spasm, I could hear louder whimpers of desperation. I was going to bring him off without touching the flesh of his 19 year old cock. I just ran my fingernails up and down his shaft, scratched at its engorged head through the shorts and pinched it with my nails as I worked on his ball sack and chewed out his arse.

He was thrusting back into my face with more force now, circling his arse around and pushing back wanting me in deeper. But he would get that later. Later I’d be doing this with my thick cock buried in him. We had all night. He could wait. For now I just wanted to feel him struggle with delight, hear him gasp and whine like a caged puppy as I brought him close to the edge just by licking his hole and torturing his shaft.

In desperation he tried to reach in under himself and grab for his cock, but I was stronger and pushed his hands away. He tried to fight back. I just parted his cheeks further and ground my tongue into his soft, warm insides. He tried to twist around but I kept him pinned there with one squeeze of his small, vulnerable nuts. He gave in, his head slammed down onto the bed and he let out a slow, long moan.

This was it. With a quick movement I tugged the front of his shorts, finally releasing his swollen cock and heard it slap up against his stomach. I gripped his hips with my hands and started ramming him back into my face, fucking his arse with my tongue, not giving him a chance to do anything but succumb to orgasm. I didn’t touch his cock again, I didn’t need to, I just kept pulling him back, pushing him away, pulling him back, going in deeper, listening to him moan, getting louder, getting nearer, digging my stubble into the red raw flesh of his crack, gripping him tighter, feeling him tremble in my hands, as my relentless rhythm sent him over the edge. He let out a deep, angry grunt, then another and his sphincter contracted. He jolted back into me with a sudden spasm and his body went rigid. I could hear the splat of cum hitting his chest, hitting my bed and I could hear him grunt again and again as my rimming continued until every drop was out of him and he started to slow down.

I kept working on him there while his gasps subsided into deep breathing. Kissing his round cheeks and stroking gently at the red marks that my face had left. I worked my thumb around his hole, slipping it over and then in with the lubrication of my spit. He moaned contentedly as my thumb went in and I knew then that there would be more to come. My cock was solid again and I was ready to unload my second wad of the night into his tasty Greek arse. But he was not ready. Not yet, and besides, I’d not yet tasted, nor even seen, his youthful lad cock in the flesh.

I let him lie flat on his stomach, knelt up and wiped my mouth. And then I lay down over him so that my cock rested hard and ready along his hairless crack. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and he searched for my hands under himself. We lay, our sweat mingling in the warmth of the evening, and he pulled me tighter down onto him.

‘I want you to fuck me,’ he whispered. ‘But se ligo.’

‘Se ligo?’ I replied?

‘In a while,’ he said and there was a dreamy, far away contentment in his voice.

‘We have all night.’

He turned his face to mine and kissed me, long, hard almost desperate. ‘And let’s take all night,’ he replied and pushed his compact little arse back into the hardness of my cock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Home Part 2-Aunt

The Laughing Man on Incest Stories

Its been 2 weeks since i had sex with my slut for a sister.My parents decided to let me see my cousin,which i was naturally close with .I decided to take a train,because i no longer trusted airplanes..for obvious reasons. I was suppose to meet my aunt half way,just to make sure nothing bad happened .I was thinking of a lot of things during that train ride....

 

It was towards the middle of fall,and cold weather was only starting to appear. After the sexual experience with my sister,i thought...there was something that was building inside

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of me.I diddent know what it was...but it was something that was nearly on my mind all the time now.The day before i was to leave,i spent my time in my room,packing up a few pairs of clothes,mostly summer clothes.I was going to a warmer place in the country,so winter clothes weren't needed yet.

My mother arranged for her sister to meet me at a train station stop half way to my cousin`s house.My mother`s sister,was my aunt,and we had a good relationship.My father always told me that a close family,was a good family.This was generally shared among my family,so you could remember how angry i was when my own sister was a slut in the previous tale.My father gave me a hug,and my mother kissed me on the cheek as they saw me off,my sister couldn't come because she had school work to do.But my mother said she meant well.

I would be back in 2 months,so i hugged them back,and got my suitcase,and boarded the train.As i walked through the corridor i saw people sitting down and preparing for the long ride,i managed to grab a private booth with a bed and everything.I left my suitcase against the side of the stall,as i sat down and raised the blinds for the window.I looked outside as i saw the city pass,and soon grassland with a telephone pole every few mintues.The sun would dance and sparkle as i looked up at it,as it hid behind the clouds and dodged through the telephone polls.

I had time to think,and i thought of the time i had sex with my sister.This wasn't one of the stories i read on the Internet about how sex with a mother or sister changed your life,"no,that`s just the stories" i thought,"that doesnt make sence in real life" i almost laughed to myself as i thought about it.Soon i began to have the bad feeling again,like a lump in my stomach or some pain in my chest,it was some..feeling.I tried to wonder what it was,and why it always came when i thought of women or sex.

I could have sworn i nearly had the answer when the compartment door opened,and a girl came in.Unlike my blue shirt,with white undershirt with dark blue sweat pants.She had on a nice pink open blouse,with a t-shirt with a large flower on it.She had on a white skirt,,which showed off great legs.Like the legs of a girl who was a runner,biker or swimmer.She looked to me with blue eyes,and used a hand to curl a length of blonde hair behind a ear.

"There`s no more compartments left,do you mind if i stay here for the trip?"I eyed her for a moment,then looked into her eyes.Nodded,and said "Sure,i don't mind."She smiled"Thanks" as she put her travel bag down,next to my suit case,and sat on the stall on the opposing side of mine.She would take a breath and look to me,then to outside the window.I heard her sneakers bumping against each other and the wood of the stall.

I tried to think of what was bothering me again,sure i could have stared at her,but this was really starting to bother me.What what this?What the hell was this feeling?My face felt like it turned angry for a moment,as i then heard her voice "something wrong?You look angry." i stuttered "N-noo.no.Im ok..just..thinking."She took off her pink blouse,and stretched her arms "Ok,i just wanted to make sure." my left eye narrowed as i checked her out.Her eyes were closed as she stretched her arms.Her breasts were large,even larger than my sisters.

I felt angry again,it was doubtful that i would find out what was bothering me with a girl like this sitting the the train booth next to me.I decided to talk,because the more i thought,the more this feeling made me hurt.I needed to get my mind off this."So...where you headed?" she looked at me "Going to visit my uncle before winter starts."I did my best to look interested "Im heading to visit my aunt." she looked surprised "Look at that,were basically traveling for the same reasons." she laughed,and i felt the feeling inside me start to go away.

We talked and got along well,the train ride lasted a week.By the end of that week we knew a pretty good amount of things about each other.Soon the time had to come,when we had to part.We switched phone numbers,and she told me that she was heading east.She wanted to hear from me again,so she made me promise to call her as soon as i got home.I decided to call her back,i felt great.She gave me a kiss on the cheek,and left the cabin.

I got my stuff together as well,i got on my sneakers and left.The trainstation was in a country outlet,no buildings.Just a small station with a few allies around it,looking through the crowd.I couldnt find my aunt,i waited for 10 minutes.Soon my thouhts began to wander,as i thought of the girl i met on the train.I also remembered a few nights where she was comfortable enough to walk around in just her bra,skirt and panties.I tried to sneak a peek,but i mostly got caught.She only laughed,as i thought.Count to think of it...

I haven't jerked off since before i left home,i got the urge to.Knowing all gurs have to jerk every so often,i took my suitcase and headed for the public bathroom.I stoped outside it,blinked and said "yeah right" as i then headed for somewhere else.I ducked behind a corner,and dropped my sweats.I took out my cock and began to jerk,it felt great.

Anything would feel great when you haven't jerked in a week.If people looked around the corner hard enough they would have found me,but i diddent care.When a guy wants to shoot a load,he doesnt care what he has to do in order to get the load out.Pumping my cock for a few minutes,i felt it become hard.Harder than normal,actually.I heard footsteps,as i continued to jerk.

After a few minutes,i would look to see my aunt standing a few feet away from me.She had blonde hair,cut short.My mother always said her sister was a feminist,she always liked to do things her way.As her brown eyes looked me over,wearing a black coat,with black skirt.She had fancy black dress shoes,as she shook her head "I was wondering where you went.Your cousin and i was starting to worry."

I was still in the mood to jerk off,so i turned and pumped at her.My aunt turned and looked around the corner"Where she went off to now?You remember,your younger cousin right?"I stoped for a moment "Yeah."My aunt might have been a feminist when she was younger,but she was a good person.Another good family member,she actually adopted a girl a few years back.We all treated her as one of the family."She`ll find us later."

My aunt looked to my cock,which was firmly hard.She walked over,the steps beneath her shoes echoing in the corner.She looked down at my cock,i shrugged.About to cover myself up,my aunt looked me in the eyes "Its ok,it happens so often.Your uncle and father did the same thing when they were younger."I shook my head "What?" My aunt grabbed her coat,and reached down for her skirt."Your mother told me about it." my aunt`s face flew down towards my cock.I felt a urge,i felt more horney.More than just the urge to blow a load.

My aunt took her right hand partially held up her skirt,i saw her thigh.Worn by age,but the largest though i ever saw.My aunt then got on her knees "A man should never have to do this by himself"My aunt pushed her coat`s sleves back,and took my cock into her hands.I felt her warm,slightly wrinkled hands against my skin.It felt different,i remembered the hands of my sister.A new experience,i looked down at her."You shouldn't do this,what if someone sees?"

My aunt shook her head,her right hand`s finger would gently guide across the bottom of my hard cock,her left hand would gently squeeze my balls for second,then rest against my lower stomach."You worry about thing too much.No one`s going to find out."My aunt pressed her face to the side of my cock,smelling it,and looking at it,inches from her face.A old tease,she grabbed the base of my cock with her left hand,and used her right hand to slap it "These young cocks,i forgot how hard it can be to get one of these hard"

I closed my eye,and actually felt weak in the knees for a second.She looked up,as i saw both of her hands massage my cock "You like that don't you,well im glad.Im just trying to see how much you can take."My aunt would give my cock head a lick then pushed her mouth all the way down her throat.I felt her tongue and teeth,as she then started to suck.Her hands massaging my cock as she sucked,she would suck,then give my cock a massage.

This was the first time i had gotten a real blowjob,i was able to keep the cum back for a 10 minutes.Before my muscles strained and i couldnt really take anymore,my aunt would then stop sucking,and jerk my cock off with her right hand.Ajusting her legs,she would look up at me.Giving a smile,i thought of all the love she gave me,and i felt myself shoot a thick load of cum.She had a look of slight lust,as she continued to jerk my cock for a moment,i was still hard after she was done.

She got up,and took a rag out from one of her coat pockets,cleaning her face off,and putting another layer of lipsick onto her lips.She then put the lipstick and rag back into her pocket,i jerked my cock at her.She licked her lips "Ive been wondering what a teenager`s cock feels like these days.." as she then bent over and put her arms onto a crate in the ally.

I looked at her ass,it was worn.It was soft,yet showing signs of slight age.Her thighs were lean,from her youth,as she then pulled down a pair of panties.Jerking my cock hard at her ass,she saw the look on my face.Shaking her head,and turning back,i got behind her,and pressed my cock against her pussy,which was shaven.Something my sister also did.

My aunt licked her lips,as i pushed her skirt and coat up,so her bare ass was infront of me.Pushing my cock against her pussy,my cock would slowly push though.We both moaned,as i felt my cock enter her slick hole.A little bit looser,but i wasn't complaining.I pushed my cock until i felt my balls touching her ass.

My aunt`s eyes narrowed,and had the look of pleasure.Like this was better than she thought,while people were talking and trains were rolling i rubbed my hands along my aunt`s ass before i grabbed them and started to fuck her.I felt my balls slapping gently against her shaven ass,and my aunt archd her head,and moaned.This felt better than i thought,true it was a bit loose,but i felt my cock push in deeper than i felt before.

My aunt adjusted her legs,but still allowed me to fuck her.Soon little footsteps were heard as my adoptive cousin came into the ally,she was a small girl.Of young age,having long black hair and eyes,with causcian skin,she looked to her and me."Mommm,i was waiting and you diddent come."My cousin looked up to see me fucking my aunt hard.My aunt would look to her,as i held her ass cheecks apart.I took my cock out,and was jerking it."Im busy with your cousin.Sit down,and wait until were finished."

My cousin would kick a pebble on the groumd,and look at me as i pushed my cock back into my aunt`s pussy,and i began to fuck her again.My aunt hung her head down and went back to enjoying the fucking.After a few minutes my cousin would look to see my hard teen cock fucking my aunt`s worn middle aged pussy."What`cha doing?" my aunt would look back to see me,i was worn out and about to let another load go.

She looked to my cousin "just catching up on old times.Ill tell you later."My cousin nodded and walked around."Oh,ok,." as  she walked around as there was fucking going on right infront of her.I eventually cringed,and took my cock out of her cunt.Jerking it,i shot a small load.But i tried to make it look like alot,my aunt laughed again and cleaned herself up.Once my sweats were back on we left,and headed for my aunt`s car.

My cousin was out of hearing distance when i looked to my aunt."Did she understand what we did?" "No.When you get to be my age,you learn to appreciate life.Dont hold back,you will only regret it." i spent a few minuts thinking about what she said as i got in the car and helped my cousin to buckle her seat belt,after i put my suitcase into the trunk.My aunt took the keys and turned the ignition.

The car roared to life,and soon we were turning onto a country roared and i looked out of the window.My cousin was fast asleep as my aunt looked to me from the mirror atop the dashboard "Did you have a good train ride?" at that moment i took out the piece of paper from my pocket in my sweats.It had th number of the girl i met on the train,i nodded "Yeah,i did.." my aunt put her foot onto the gas pedal."Your older cousin,is looking foreward to your visit." i would slowly nod."Me too..."

 

The End

 

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