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Let me know if i should make chapter two........

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I was a year younger and far from as popular aas my sister. She had the looks and body that made it clear to any breathing man that she would be a thropy one day. Monica about the same hight and size breasts was also very pretty. I often snuck a peak and took pictures of them by the pool. Pictures i more and more often looked at while taming my hormones. I just knew I had to take some pictures of them in the nude and that is what I had in mind. Blackmailing them to pose for me. It was a carefully laid out plan that was clouded by my testastron taking over for my sanity. My parents would every Saturday go out to dinner and was seldom home before midnight. So my plan was executed just minuttes after they left. I don`t know what made me build up this kind of courage, but I was determined to get what I wanted.

"Hey guys. Can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked clinging to my two pictures.

"What do you want?" My sister spewed back at me like I interupted something important.

"Take a look at these." I laid the pictures right in front of them. For a moment they both looked at as two big question marks.

"What`s this?" My sister threw them at me. then she jumped up and hit me in the chest.

"Why are you showing us theses?" She asked and backed off a little. We often fought as sibblings, but I had never seen her so angry.

"What are you going to do with them?" Monica was asking quietly. She was sitting down looking at the pictures.

"Nothing." I started.

"Give it up what do you want?" My sister did not buy my comment.

"I would really like to take some nude pictures of you guys. I mean just for me . I thought it might be fun." Realizing how stupid it sounded I blushed.

"You what?" My sister sounded shocked.

"You perv. You wanne take porn pictures of us?" I did not answer. The two girls looked at each other.

"I guess you will give them to mom and dad if we don`t?" My sister still furious asked. Again I did not say a word.

"If my parents sees theese...I don`t know what I will do?" Monica looked at me.

"I`ll do anything if you promise not to show any pictures to any one."

"Monica. You can`t let him get away with it. They will probablu just ground you for a while."

"You don`t know them. When do you want to do it?" She looked at me.

"Right now is good?" I answered hopefull.

"Where?"

"We can do them right here or...." I was feeling my cock grow.

"Alright.Go get your camera." I sprinted to my room and got my camera. I could not have been gone for more than a couple of minuttes but when i cam back they were both stripped to their underwear.

"Close the curatains." My sister ordered. The only light in the room was a table lamp.

"Turn around" She ordered and I was frankly surprised she would go alonge with it.

"Ok you can turn back now" They were both laying in bed with a blanket. Itwas nothing nude about the scene, but I snapped a couple of pictures.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" My sister flashed her breasts at me and acted not shy at all. i snapped away and her nochelant actions got the blanket off Monica as well. they started giggeling. i was completly in trance watching the two pair of breasts starting to ripen stare at me with hard nippels.

"What about this?" Monica got braver and showed her pubic area. It was almost bald with a few hairs that she obviously had gardened well. My sister followed. As I took the pictures my cock got harder and harder. both the girls was getting looser and looser and startet touching each other. It was not until Monica put her hand on my sisters pubic area that things for a moment got tense. I could swear I saw her wettness as her lips got were parted. My sister returned the hand and they both started playing with each other. I stopped taking the pictures.

"Have any of you ever done it?" I asked in a deep voice. They both giggeled, but did not answer.

"Let me see you." Monica demanded getting fresher by the minutte. For a moment I stood still and could not find words. I did not want to show them that I only had a few feathers down there.

"I know what we can do. Let us all get in the shower." I suggested and took my shirt off.

"You camera want work there stupid." My sister replied quickly.

"I`ll leave the camera. Forgett about the pictures." I said put the camera on went to the batroom and turned the shower on. my heart was beating frantic. I heard them talk in the bedroom and stripped down. i turned the lights of and closed the door. It seemed like forever and I was tempted to get myself off. Then the door opened. Quickly the two girl closed it behind them.

"Only rule in here is no talking." I agreed with my silence. then i could feel the closness of their bodies to mine in the rinning shower. they giggled. my cock touched someone and it was more giggeling. I started to feel around and found a pair of brests. i could not tell who`s they were but I gently sqeezed the, A hand grabbed a hold of my cock felt it up and down. I left one hand on a breast that I played with and followed the belly down to the pubic are. The I hear a moan. I found the other body with my other hand and did the same. I let my hands carefully move back and forth over their lipps and the both started moaning.

"Do you wanne do it?" I heard my sister ask and I thought it was intended for me.

"Yah." I answered short of breath.

"Not you stupid. monica."

"I do....if you do." Monica answered. I did not know witch one was who, but answered with rubbing them a little harder.

"I have seen them do it from behind in magazines. i think that would be the easiest" I suggested and before I knew it they both turned their back to me. I could feel that they both spread their legs and leaned towards the shower wall. i again found their wet cunts and started putting my fingers in and ou of them. Then I grabbed my cock with my right hand stearing myself towards one of the girls pussy. It did not take much to find the right spot and I put it inn as hard as I could. I heard a gasp. I pulled it out and then fast in again. I was lubricated all over and slipped in and out easy as that. i wondered if whoever was a virgin. Then again I was not sure about a cherry. Was it anything to popping a cherry?

It was not long before I changed my hand with my cock and felt the other pussy just as lubricated. I again steered towards the softest spot and pushed hard into it. It was a lot tighter than the firs and to my surprise it was my sister that said.

"Be carefull." I did not hear her and pushed as hard as I could up her pussy. I felt somthing butt my cock and pushed even harder. She screamed, but I managed to keep in place. I realized i had broken her cherry and pumped faster and fasster into her. Her painful gasps changed to moaning and I could feel her hand touching my bals. She was obviously helping herself. then i could not hold it anymore and quickly changed over to Monica again and squarted my entire load into her gaping whole. I could not belive it. It was absolutly living a fantsay. We rinsed off toghter and a whole new meaning of friendship started.

                                                           Like Father, Like….

 

 Dave’s e-mail had been short and terse, “Friday 2pm. My Place” nothing more, it had aroused my curiosity and my passion. My last visit had evolved into one of the best orgies I had ever participated in. Dave and I had always shared a special relationship and neither of us was growing any younger. All these thoughts ran through my mind on the long drive to his place. The circular drive made of in laid brick and manicured lawn gave testament to the thought and care behind its quiet graciousness. The front door was ajar with a note taped to it that read quite simply, “Come in.”  I pushed the door open and entered slowly calling his name and got no reply. I took down his note as I entered the foyer closing the door behind me. The house was quiet and it appeared no one was home as I strode into the main hallway. On the banister to the stairway leading to the second floor was another note which simply said, “Turn left at the top of the stairs, door at the end of hallway.” As I climbed the stairs to the second floor I collected the second note and thought of it as I trail of breadcrumbs leading me to him and smiled as I thought of it as a game. As I reached the top of the stairs I remembered my last journey up them I turned to the right, following his son’s path to the his sister’s bedroom where I witnessed their coupling. I remembered how his father had introduced his sisters and I to the joy of unleashing our passions that fateful Christmas season decades earlier and smiled. In anxious anticipation I strode down the hallway to a set of double doors, of which one was ajar. I let myself in and gasped at the majestic sight before me, the master bedroom was larger than my whole house. Its high vaulted ceilings were punctuated by large skylights and spanned by massive oak beams. Like a small child entering a large cathedral I walked, with measured steps, into this hedonist temple. A red carpet laid a path across the polished marble floor to a large raised dais on which sat a huge four-poster bed that abutted a wall of glass overlooking the lake beyond. To my left the gleaming marble floor led to a walk-in cobblestone fireplace fronted on either side two high back wooden chairs with lamped side-boys. A single bottle of champagne sat in an iced silver bucket beside one chair. When I reached the bed I could see it had been turned down and a negligee was draped on one of its posts. Again a simple note, which read, “Put this on.” I wondered at the feel of the negligee’s material as I picked it up. It was made of a sheer material soft to the touch and light as air. The wall to the right of me was punctuated by one set of french doors and two regular doors. Instinctively I walked toward the french doors with my newly acquired garment over my arm. I opened the doors to reveal a master bathroom unlike any I had ever seen. To call this a bathroom is to liken Saint Peter’s Basilica to a chapel. It was more like a roman spa. Beyond the standard toilet and sink area was glass cubicle eight by ten feet in size dotted with showerheads at every conceivable angle strategically placed to turn the mundane shower into an experience. In the corner a large walk-in Jacuzzi tub with enough room to seat twelve comfortably surrounded by sliding glass walls which opened unto a balcony overlooking the manicured garden below and with the forest at its edge. Skylights above brought natural light into the room. To the right of that large oak doors leading into a sauna of like size to the shower. On the opposite wall a large pair of louver doors opened onto a long walk-in linen closet its shelves stacked high with plush towels. To the left as I walked into the closet was another louvered door which led to a long hallway with two doors along its right side. The first led to the backside of Dave’s closet and the second to Jan’s. Each closet had it’s own dressing area with mirrors. Dave’s was tiny when compared to Jan’s. Eight suits of the same color hung side by side with matching shoes beneath. A closed wardrobe held his formal attire (tuxedo’s for various times of day and occasion with matching shoes). His clothing drawers were built into the wall and held his socks, underpants and casual clothing. Jan’s closet had a large vanity table with lighted mirror and accompanying stool. She had many beautiful outfits and an assortment of shoes to die for. Her wardrobe held a variety of playful garments to amuse and titillate Dave’s carnal desires.

 I had dawdled long enough exploring these rooms and stripped out of my clothing pausing to stare at the aging naked form reflected in the mirrors that surrounded me. I worked hard to keep my figure close to the 34-24-36 I had been in college but time and two pregnancies had taken their toll on my once sleek figure. My breasts had begun to sag; my ass and tummy was no longer firm. I than remembered it was Dave who had requested this rendezvous, so my shortcomings had not deterred his lust for me nor that of the other men who mattered to me. I smiled as I pulled on the negligee noting it denied the observers eye a teasing view of the object of desire. I checked my make-up in the mirror one last time and dabbed my perfume near the areas of attention before using the door at the other end of the closet to reenter the bedroom. A naked form stepped from behind the open door to press itself against my back as arms encircled me to firmly hold my body against his, one arm encircled my chest to cup a breast as the other sank to firmly grasp my pussy pulling my body firmly against his. His hard cock pressed against my butt. I groaned my approval as I turned in his arms to kiss him. I closed my eyes and kissed him, one hand grasping the nape of his neck as the other sank to grasp his cock. His lips parted and the taste of his tongue on mine was familiar as was the cock I grasped.  I pushed away from this wondrous man to see David’s smiling face leering at me. He said, “Your as sexy as always, my first love.”

 “David, as are you” I sighed. Grasping my hand he pulled it towards him placing it around his turgid cock. Smiling with a leering wink he said, “Something to make you fell really good.” His hands than reached out and gently grasped my breasts tweaking their outstretched nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He stepped forward and kissed my forehead as his hand traveled down my body to my crotch. My legs spread to welcome his touch as his fingers spread the petals of my labia seeking out my hooded pleasure pearl. I groaned my approval as his fingers found their mark causing my hips to swivel to his touch. He asked, “Are you feeling warm? Let me help you out of that.” as he untied the single string holding my negligee on and slid it from my body. My hand grasped his cock more firmly and began to stroke its length. His head sank to my breasts to suckle first one and than the other. My breasts swelled with arousal at his touch and my nipples leapt at the swipe of his tongue. An all to familiar warmth began to radiate from deep within my body as my pussy juices saturated his hand. My grasp on his cock was broken as he knelt before me to lift my willing leg that he might insert his tongue in my already damp pussy. My hands grasped his head to steady my quivering body as his tongue circled but did not touch my now blood engorged clit. This male before me may have made love to me many times before but his caress was better than that of many men I had been with. I urged him to his feet as I sank to my knees before him. My nostrils filled with the musky odor of his crotch as my tongue traced the circumference of his cock’s ridged crown before sucking the length of his passion enflamed tool deep in my throat. His hands grasped my head as he groaned, ”Suck It!” I eagerly complied as my hands traveled around his hips to grab his muscled ass to swivel his hips into my face. I could feel the head of his cock swelling in my mouth as he pummeled my face, drops of pre-cum splashed in my throat. His hands grasped my shoulders urging me to stand. He helped me to my feet, sweeping me up in his arms to carry me to the bed depositing me on my back. He instructed me to close my eyes as he climbed on the bed. I felt the bed shift under his weight as he positioned himself between my legs lifting and spreading them to place his rock hard cock at the entrance to my womanhood. His thick dick plowed into my well-lubricated passage, “Open your eyes” he instructed. I was greeted with the sight of his still youthful cock protruding from my body. I groaned my approval as he drove its length into my yielding pussy his curly matt of pubic hair entangling with mine as our pelvis’s bumped. His piston strokes were short but slow. I lost track of time as I surrendered to the always-welcome feelings of sexual tension Dave aroused in me until he finally came muttering as he fell on the bed beside me, “That was great!” An odd sense of déjà vu became a clear memory as I realized how closely his words and actions had mirrored those of decades earlier. I rolled on my side and lifted myself on one elbow to look down on his smiling face and marveled at how alike we were.

 Dave opened his eyes and smiled back at me as an all to familiar glint came into his eyes, the same one he would always get when he wanted something, “What?” I asked as I stared into his face. “I was wondering if you could teach Kelly? Like you did Candy.” A startled look crossed my face as it became abundantly clear that he wanted a lot more of me than he should. Puzzled by his apparent knowledge of intimate details I had seen I asked, “What do you think you know?” “All of it,” he shot back. I couldn’t believe Dave would discuss such intimate details with his son and I had never told Dave about Kelly and Kyle. It was plain Dave was bursting with something to tell and I wanted to know, “How?” I asked. Dave smiled and leapt from the bed motioning for me to follow him. I followed him to the chairs before the fireplace. Dave offered me a seat and opened the chilled bottle of Asti filling and two long necked glasses of the bubbly and offering me one. Smiling, I took the glass from him as he turned and seated his naked form in the opposing chair. I turned to Dave to find him to find that twinkle in his eye as he stared at me, “What is this?” I demanded. “All in good time,” he replied as he pointed his remote at the fireplace, in response to this action heavy drapes drew across the windows and skylights darkening the room as a screen dropped from the ceiling and a hidden projector flicked to life showing me walking down the hallway to Kelly’s room and my peeking in. The camera angle changed to show the interior of the room as Kyle enticed than deflowered his sister, a time and date punctuated the bottom of the screen. “So, he did the same thing as you. Why should I help you with this?” Again he pointed the remote at the screen showing a view from behind them as they watched the five of us going at it, than running away back to Kelly’s room. As the two entered the room Kyle closed the door as his sister remarking, “Watching Aunt Debbie eat out Mom made me hot! Did you see the size of Daddy’s cock?” She stepped toward her brother allowing her robe to fall to the floor than tearing the robe from his shoulders. She grabbed his hardened cock and kissed him deeply her passion clearly evident by her sweat streaked body and straining nipples. She drew Kyle to her bed spreading her legs as she fell back onto saying, “Stick you cock into me Bro! I got to have you now.” She groaned loudly as he entered her and as he pile drove her toward an orgasm she kept muttering, “Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me hard!” Dave than flicked to a new camera angle of his daughter entering the front door. “You help me and I’ll help you,” he stated. I was tempted to wring his neck but realized that would get me nowhere. “What do you want?” I sighed. Smiling he sank back into his chair and again pointed his remote at the screen Candy’s maiden name appeared on the screen and a series of dates appeared and he clicked on the third one. Again the screen flickered to life as I saw my naked younger self, step into the shower with Candy, in a series of short clips I watched as our backlit forms merged on the shower curtain. Dave pointed the remote at the now split-screen where I saw his half naked daughter bend to step out of her panties and turn to enter the shower. The clear shower door afforded no privacy. Immediately I understood and nodded my approval. With a satisfied grin Dave rose from the chair and proceeded through the door as the screen behind us blinked out and the drapes slid open. We strode out of the bedroom and down the hallway to Kelly’s room. Dave opened the door to her room and I could hear the shower running through the open doorway to her bathroom. Dave led me to the door and urged me enter. I knew he was using me but shrugged it off as I entered the room and stepped into the shower with Kelly asking, “Mind if I join you?” as I closed the door behind me. Kelly smiled as her eye lit with desire. Her arms encircled me as mine encircled hers, her mouth opened as our lips met and our tongues took turns as they encircled the interior each other’s mouth. As my hand sank to her crotch to seek out her love pearl her hand sank to my pussy to be rewarded with a slick coating of her Daddy’s cream. She drew back to stare at and looked from her hand to my face saying, “Is this Daddy’s?” I slowed nodded my head yes and she giggled licking it from her hand savoring each morsel. Dave watched from the doorway as I lit the match of Kelly’s passion. Taking my hand she led me from the shower to seat me on her toilet. Kelly spread my legs as she knelt between my thighs, her eyes met mine and we kissed again. She begged me softly as her head trailed kisses down my neck over my taught nipples to my dripping pussy, “Please! I want more.” I slid forward slightly arching my back and lifting my legs to allow her head to more easily access my orifice. She swiped her tongue along my gash a few times before locking her lips around my love canal and began to suck so hard I thought she might pull my heart from my body. I could feel Dave’s recently deposited cream flow from my body filling her mouth as she groaned her approval. She looked almost disappointed as she sank back on her knees using her fingers of scoop back into her mouth that which had dribbled down it’s sides I saw Dave enter the bathroom placing his hand on his daughter’s shoulder saying, “There is more where that came from.” as Dave jabbed his jutting cock in Kelly’s face. Kelly eagerly grabbed it wrapping her stretched lips around its still glistening girth. Her eyes opened wide as she unwrapped her mouth from her Dad’s now straining cock she licked slowly while muttering to me, “I can taste your wonderful pussy juice, Aunt Debbie.” While grasping his cock she looked up at him saying, “Daddy I feel so hot, please stick you cock in me!” Dave smiled as he picked his daughter up and carried her to her bed placing her on the edge; she leaned back on her elbows spreading her legs pleading again. Dave rubbed his cock along her vaginal gash gently probing her still small orifice until its saliva-coated head wedged into tight pussy. I crawled on the bed beside her kissing her naked form careful not to block her view. Slowly he slowed pressed about half its length into he red distended cervix. Kelly’s eyes were glazed over with lust as she screamed, “Daddy, it feels so wonderful. Please! Don’t stop!” Obligingly Dave withdrew his cock twice more than he rammed its length into her pussy, messing their Daddy- daughter pubic hair together. Tears ran down Kelly’s face as her Dad stroked his cock mightily in and out of her pussy causing our breasts to rock.  As with Candy and Sherri before Kelly welcomed Dave’s cock into her pussy and howled her approval. I envied Kelly’s position and was surprised when I felt hands grasp my ankles to spread my legs and a cock head sink into my all to willing pussy. We had lost track of time and Kyle arrived home to hear his sister’s groans and entered the room to stumble on our ménage a tois. Kyle had eagerly stripped his clothes and joined us on the bed his hands groping for my breasts as he drove his cock in and out of me. Kyle came quickly and Dave drove his daughter to two orgasms before he filled her body with his cream. Kelly wrapped her arms around her Dad’s body as he began to withdraw pressing her tear-stained face onto his broad shoulder and between shuddering gasps muttered, “Please Daddy, don’t take it out just yet. Hold me a while.” Kyle, taking the hint crawled on the bed beside me as I turned on my back and held me in his arms, removing one to stroke my body. We lay there together for some time.

 

I was that time working for my dad and was trying to get a new agency for a reputed tiles manufacturing company. Its sales manager came to Calcutta for a business visit. I met him, and took him out for drinks and dinner. He asked me if I could arrange a call-girl for him. And trust me, I had no idea how to get one in Calcutta, though I knew there was Sonagachhi, full of cheap whores, which would not help my cause.

 

I got back home, and was not getting sleep, not knowing how to get the sales manager satisfied, and possibly get the agency. I got up and then wanted to check my emails. While doing so, I just clicked on a search for call girls in Calcutta. It went to a site on sex guide in India. One advertisement appealed to me. It read – A classy tall bold and beautiful modern girl, who knows how to please is available for making your fantasies true – if your purse can afford. You will find girl of your dreams – and someone you can share anything with – what you never shared with your wife or girl-friend. For reasons unknown I just filled in the name of the manager, Mr Patel,  his hotel details and asked her to come the next day at 1pm to the hotel. A while later I went to sleep.

 

Next day, I went to see the sales manager, Mr. Patel. We were sitting in his room. I did not divulge to him that I had arranged a call girl as I was not sure if the girl would respond. We were discussing business and sipping tea. Exactly at 1pm, the phone in the room rang.

 

My heart skipped several beats as I saw Mr. Patel picking up the phone. He said,”Hello, Patel here…..” and after a pause said, “but I ……….I do not know…..” I went upto him and gestured to him to give me the phone. I took it from him and said, “Hello, may I help you?” A female voice came from the other end, “Well,  I was asked to see Mr Patel in his room.”   Wao!! I thought to myself… Patel will get a girl today and I shall get the agency…. “That is correct Madam, how much do you charge?” I asked. “It was in the net. I charge twenty thousand rupees for two hours. And it is to be paid in advance. For each extra hour, another ten thousand rupees. And for trying variations, I charge extra.” I knew I had to pay for this. So I wanted to be clear. “Madam, it is for two hours only. But the gentleman may like to try out few variations. Please let me know how much are you going to charge.” There was a pause. Then the lovely voice started again, “For anal sex, I charge ten thousand extra. But it is to be done with condom. For blow job with condom, I charge two thousand extra; and without condom, five thousand. If the man wants to come in my mouth and ass; my total charges are thirty five thousand rupees. And not a rupee less. And I can assure you, all my clients go back satisfied.” Fortunately I had the cash with me, as I had to make some payments. I spoke, “Please wait in the lobby. I shall come there and pay you in advance, and you can then take care of my client in his room. But how do I recognize you?”  She replied, “I am in a white top and black trousers. I am slim and tall, and am carrying a black handbag. My hair has shades of brown. I am wearing dark sunglasses. I am sitting in the corner-most sofa in the lobby.” I hung up the phone and then turned to Mr Patel. “Mr. Patel, I am getting you a girl, and you can have all your fantasies fulfilled!!” There was a smile on his face. “Hey you… thanks man!!! You did not tell me, so that I could have taken a Viagra earlier!! Anyway, hope she is good. You can come back after she leaves.” As  started out of his room, I just tunred back to him and said,” I shall take care of her payments, you just have fun!!!” I opened the door and went to lift to go down to the lobby.

 

As I looked around, I saw a lady sitting in the corner of the lobby with her back to me. I went slowly towards her, and saw the black strap of her handbag on her white shirt. Her hair was open and cascaded down, some of them hanging behind the back of the sofa in soft curls.

 

“Ma’am, I came to pay you so that you can then go to the room for Mr. Patel”. I was shocked the moment the lady turned around to face me. I felt as if I would collapse. My mouth dried up, my heart was pounding against my chest and my legs wobbled as I saw her. It was my elder sister – Amrita. I caught the sofa to balance myself, and staggeringly went around and sat on the sofa by her side.

 

“You…. Here…..” I stammered as if I saw a ghost.

 

Her face turned pale; and her lips quivered. She was looking down. She was dressed very elegantly, in a pair of black trousers, though fairly tight with flares at the bottom; black high-heeled pointed shoes and a white silk shirt, which had top two buttons undone, just giving a hint of a cleavage, but not exposing anything other than a lacy white bra. The shirt was tight though and the buttons appeared a bit strained, as her shapely bust was trying to push through.

 

She started after a pause, “Well, you know I needed money for my business and I needed it bad and had to make it fast. I had no other choice. This way, I can make some fast bucks and then invest in my business. And I am taking all precautions. I go only to five star hotels, where I meet very selected people; and stick to all safe practices. What else could I do to get the money? I did not have any choice.”

 

“Yes, I understand.” I said, in an assuring tone. “Well, you have to be careful. You should make sure no one finds out.” I looked into her eyes which were hidden behind her sunglasses. “I actually wanted to get someone for this Mr Patel to get the agency of tiles for our hardware business; and was just taking a chance in the internet. And that is how I contacted you. Actually I was supposed to pay for his entertainment.”

 

“Well, you still have to pay,” her voice was lighter this time. “Do not worry, if it will help you in your business, I shall do it with him. But you know, we have to keep it to ourselves.”

 

“Thanks a lot didi.” I said softly. “His room number is 561.”

 

She got up, and majestically walked to the elevator. The shirt was short. It ended just at her waist. The tight black trousers stuck to her behind like a second skin. Her butts were tight, firm and were swinging with each of her steps. A white thong was peeking out over the waist of her pants, and on either side formed a whale-tail on her back. The thin wisp of the thong was out, making itself tantalizingly visible through her sheer shirt. Her high heeled shoes made her ass sway provocatively as she walked. She waited in front of the lift for a while, and then disappeared as the lift opened and closed.

 

A million thoughts were crowding my mind; and I was imagining what Patel would be doing with my sister. I was trying to get a mental picture of what would be happening in room 561. Suddenly my mobile rang, and I woke up from my reverie. It was the hotel number on my phone. I switched on the phone.

 

“Kumar, Patel here. Can you come over to my room.”

 

I was unsure why Patel called me. I rushed to his room.

 

Patel had wrapped a towel around is waist as he came to open the door. Amrita did was in the bathroom.

 

“She is wonderful Kumar. Really my long time fantasy was fulfilled today. I had this fantasy of making love with a girl’s ass; and what a tight ass this wonderful lady has!! She gave me the best blowjob ever and I came once in her mouth; and then she let me love her in her ass. I never knew anal sex could be so much of fun. I feel so satisfied. I am really grateful to you. The agency is yours!!!”

 

Amrita didi came out of the bathroom. She was her usual composed self. Her make up was intact. Her hair was neatly arranged. Her attire was flawless. Her eyes were expressionless though. She sat on the sofa and put on her shoes,  tied the lace and got up. She came near Mr Patel, gave him a peck on the cheek; then took out her sunglasses from her bag, wore it. She was about to leave, when Patel spoke,” Thank you so much Ms. Neha. I enjoyed every second of your company; and shall cherish it for ever. Hope you have not forgotten my little souvenir I asked for.”

 

“Thanks to you too Mr. Patel.” Amrita didi replied. “Your souvenir is in your bathroom. I left it for you.” Amrita didi smiled and went out of the room.

 

“What is the souvenir?” I asked Mr. Patel.

 

“I wanted to keep the thong panties of this special lady as a souvenir.” He said sheepishly. “And Mr. Kumar, give me a few minutes, I shall hand over the contract to you and then I need to sleep. I am famished!!”

 

Patel brought out the documents from his briefcase, signed it and handed them over to me. I thanked him and left his room with mixed feelings. I have used my own sister’s services to get the contract, at the same time I was happy I got the contract. I returned home straightaway.

 

I went to my room, and was thinking of my sister. I thought of going to her room and thank her again for helping me in the business. I changed to my shorts and a T-shirt and went to her room. I knocked at her door.

 

“Get in Kumar”, she shouted.

 

I went inside. She was lying on her bed. She was wearing a tracksuit and a T-shirt and was lying on her stomach and going through some dress-design book.

 

“Thanks a million Didi.” I began the conversation. “I owe you my life for helping me out with the deal. Patel was so happy that he signed the contract just after you left and gave it to me.”

 

‘He is a decent old man.” My sister said. “Poor fellow’s wife does not sleep with him and he wants to make the best use of whatever sex-life he is left with.” She paused and without lifting her gaze from her book, continued professor-like, “These guys have sex in their minds, but their bodies refuse. They need it more, but cannot perform. When you make them think they are good in bed and fake a few orgasms, their male ego gets boosted; and they start thinking their pencil-thick cock is the best performing tool in the world! You know, what is important is, you got to please the man’s ego, not his sexual drive.”

 

“Whatever it is, Patel was head over heels for you. And he was ever so thankful.” I added.

 

“Yes, he also told me the same thing. He had anal sex for the first time with me. And after coming twice in an hour, once in my mouth and once in my ass; he was finished. He did not have energy left to handle me for two hours.” She was saying with a kind of pride in her voice. “By the way, you got to buy me a new thong. He took mine!!” She chuckled.

 

“Whatever you say didi. If you want, I can buy you a wardrobe.” I assured her. “But didi, this way, if you handle such clients directly, you never know when someone known finds you out.”

 

“That is right. I try to be as discreet as possible. I entertain only outsiders and ensure the men I entertain are not from Calcutta. But considering what happened today, I have to find a way to do this properly.” She raised her head from the book and sat down folding her legs.

 

“May be, I can help you. I shall handle your emails, and contacts. And once I ensure it is a safe deal, you can go ahead with business.” I suggested.

 

“That is a good idea.” She said thoughtfully. But suddenly, she burst into laughter and said, “What a joke, brother pimping for sister…”

 

“Manager…. Not a pimp” I too laughed aloud. “Like most actresses have their managers or secretaries, I shall be your secretary and manager. And I shall not take any salary or commission from you.” I said in a lighter vein. “I will do it to pay you back for all your help.”

 

She was sitting in the typical Indian style, with her legs folded. I could see a damp patch at her crotch of the tracksuit. As my eyes traveled to her crotch, she realized what I was looking at and nudged me and said, “that is why I wanted you to buy me a thong.” I am not wearing any now, and see it is soaked.”

 

“A thong would not help either, I guess it would not cover pussy fully.” I replied sounding very knowledgeable.

 

“Oh no. A thong covers the pussy fully. In fact that is all it covers. It leaves your ass bare. Have not you seen a girl in thong?” she asked.

 

“No, not in real life.” I replied honestly. “But come on, I shall buy you one.”

 

“Ok my secretary. Let us go.” She said and jumped off the bed. “I need to change. Actually I do not wear bra or panties at home.”

 

“you want me to go out?” I asked – but deep within I was praying she lets me be there when she changed.

 

As if she listened to my prayer, she said, “Now that you are going to be my manager, you need to know what you are dealing with!!! You can stay in and see what you are going to manage.” She said with a naughtiness to her voice and pulled off her top.

 

I was transfixed when my eyes fell on her supple breasts. They were firm, conical standing in their full glory. Her nipples were erect. The grape-fruit like nipples stood from the center of her brown areolas, which capped her large breasts. I never had realized her boobs would be that big. She walked to her wardrobe, picked up a semi-white transparent satin bra and slipped it on. She placed her boobs in the bra cup and reached behind her back to fasten the hook. She moved her fingers underneath the strap to position them properly. I was hypnotized and my cock was up.

 

As if I did not exist in that room, she kept her both hands on the waist band of her tracksuit and pushed it down. She had to bend to take it out of her legs. As she did that with her back to me, I saw the finest piece of ass in the world. They were full, yet firm. They were glowing. And as she bent, I could see her pussy lips peeping from between her legs. She pulled out a matching pair of panties and again bent down to slip one leg into it and then the other. She straightened up and pulled up her panties. She still had her back towards me. As she pulled up her panties, the back of her panties, a small triangular piece of cloth covering a portion of her back, below a tattoo she had, with three strings, two going around her waist and one descending between her ass crack and losing its visibility in the grand canyon of her lovely big butts. I could not see her front, but could guess there must be a small triangular patch covering her pussy. And the material was almost see-through. I was wondering is she had any hair on her pussy.

 

She picked up a pair of jeans and waltzed towards me. And I could see her in the skimpy bra and panties. The bra was transparent, and I could see her dark nipples and areolas; and the panties were covering her smooth hairless treasure and I could see the beginning of the mysterious place of joy between her smooth supple thighs. She slipped her legs into the jeans and zipped it up. She picked up a top and wore it.

 

“Get up and let us get going.” She ordered.

 

I was embarrassed to get up as my cock was making a large tent and I was trying to push it down when she pulled my hand. I stood up, but my prick was up and standing within my loose shorts perpendicularly.

 

“What is that you have there?” She pointed her finger at my cock and with then before I realized what is happening caught it over my shorts.

 

“Ahhh… it feels so good….” It came out from my mouth inadvertently.” I pushed my pelvis forward as she gripped my cock as if I was fucking her hand. She gave a few jerks, and held it tight. My virgin cock inflated to its maximum size and hardness and I was – like a man possessed started moving my pelvis forward and backward. Didi’s other hand came down and she caught my balls and gave it a tight squeeze. My cock sprang up again and I think it was attaining a size that is bigger than its biggest possible dimension.

 

“Well, my manager needs it bad…” She chuckled. “My manager needs service first to serve me I guess…” her voice trailed off. My hands which had gone limp proceeded very tentatively to her breasts covered by her top. I could see her nipples poking through her top and I caught each one of them between my thumb and index finger and started rotating both ways and pinched them. She pushed me towards her bed and I died on her bed flat on my back with my waist on the edge and my legs dangling down. Before any words could be uttered I pushed my shorts down exposing my rigid cock, which was standing like a flag pole. Didi was moving her hand slowly and seductively on it, taking time to caress the underside and in between giving tender pokes into my asshole and clutching my balls. But she never failed at moving one of her hands up and down on my cock.

 

My hands wormed their way under her top to her breasts and lifted her top which gathered over her breasts. I pushed her flimsy bra up and started squeezing her firm buttery  tits. I almost tried to milk it out, as the milkman does with cows’ tits!!! I put my palm on it ans rolled it under my palm. But not satisfied, my hungry mouth went to her tit and took one into my mouth, as the other was being taken care of by my hands. She took off her top and then her bra. Once I got an access to the glorous mounds, my joys knew no bounds. I started playing with both her tits.

Did had her hand on my cock and balls. She was patiently jerking it, talking a log time. I could feel my bals tightening. I felt I was about to come. Didi sensed it I felt, and she went very slow. She wanted to prolong my pleasure I guessed. “is it your first time…. “ she asked i8nj a subdued voice.

 

“Yes… didi … and you are making it special. My own didi, with her expert womanly charm giving me joys of sex, joys of life…. I love you didi. ……”

 

Her speed increased and she came close. My hand went down to the brass button of her jeans. I opened it and then pulled down the zipper. She pushed it down and got out of her pants. Now, there was a dream-girl, girl of many dreams, in front of me in an enticing seducing lingerie. I cupped her pussy over the silky panties, and found it getting moist. The smooth silk felt as smooth as her smooth quim. It was smooth as I had found out, bald and looked very edible. I was eagerly waiting for getting a taste of her honey now.

 

Meanwhile she pulled down my shorts, and it was around my knees. I helped her to ged rid of this. She came onto the bed in her bra and panties and lied down by my side.

 

No words were spoken, as if we were two robots self-programmed to do something. I pushed my hand into her panties and started playing with her cunt. Delicately caressing her cunt, I run a finger with slight pressure on the depression in the middle. With a little pressure one finger got it. My finger found its way in, and then I had two fingers slowly inching in and out of her hot pussy under her panties.

 

“I want to kiss you there” – that is all I spoke and got up towards her feet. I lied on her side, with my head positioned in front of her pussy and my cock in front of her mouth as we were both lying side by side facing each other.

 

No words were spoken. As if the natural instinct guided me, I lifted one of her legs and placed my face between her legs, right on her pussy. She clamped my head with her left leg, as my head was resting on the right thigh.

 

I jerked when unspeakably pleasant and pain emanated from my cock and spread all across my body, she was lightly biting my cock with her teeth and then licking the entire underside of my cock. She was sucking on the glans and fondling my balls. I jerked my pelvis thus pushing my cock into her mouth halfway, when a shiver ran through me as she started scratching on my asshole. She took some spit on her fingers and applied it on my asshole. She repeated it few times, when I could feel her warm saliva was drbbling from my ass, trickling down my bums and thighs. Her pressure of sucking was increasing on my cock.

 

I was taking cue from her actions. Just following what my experienced sister was doing.  I pushed the thin strap of her panties sideways, and had her pussy exposed completely. I was lucky to spot the small protrusion between her outer lips on top. I nibbled at it, and started sucking it. She was now bucking against my mouth. I tried to cover her whole pussy with my mouth and tried to suck as hard as I could. I was fingering her pussy, sucking her pussy, sucking her clitoris, and caressing her posteriors by pushing the thin band of cloth which is supposed to be the back of her thong. . Her pussy was a fountain of hot honey now. Secretions of her pussy was  spreading all around. I dug my fingers into her cunt, soaked my fingers properly and repeated on her asshole the same assault, what she was doing to me. Both of us were at the height of sexual passion. Excepting animal grunts, there was no sound from either of us. I could feel my balls are going to release. I increased my tempo of her mouth fucking. Reciprocating this, she also started rubbing her pussy hard on my face, and I sucked her clit, and one hand had three fingers going in and out of her pussy, finger fucking her and the other was discovering her asshole. As my index finger probed into her tight asshole, all of a sudden it opened up. She relaxed her sphincter and my index finger was fully inside. I brought out my index finger, lcked my index and middle finger and then had two fingers in her asshole.  A while later, a third finger joined them. Now, I was fucking her cunt with my left hand, fucking her ass with my right hand and was sucking her clit and lapping her pussy. She was not left behind. She was sucking my rod, and taking it deep into her throat, she was fondling my balls, and playing with my asshole.

 

In unison, animal cries came out from both of us….. AAAAAHHHHHH ……. I ….. am….    C…o…m….i…..n….g…..  ….and we both released our loads into each others mouths and collapsed. I was caressing her ultrasensitive pussy and ass and she was petting my cock.

 

After our heavy breathing stopped, she was the first to get up. She still had her bra and panties, but the crotch of the panties was completely soaked.

 

“I am still thirsty, and want to drink your nectar…..” I said enthusiastically.

 

“Do not worry, you will get enough chances,” she stretched her arms and stood up. “Now that your cock is quiet, at least for a while, let us go for some shopping and then think of the grand finale at night.

 

Her jeans and tops were crumpled on the floor. “Now I cannot wear them for you…..” she said and went to her wardrobe to pick up another pair. She brought out a white pant and wore it over the soaked panties she was wearing.

 

This white pant was like a  second skin, with a zipper on the side, stuck to her figure like body paint. The cloth was quite thin too, and I could easily see the small triangle and strings of her thong through the pant.

 

“Your panty shows through this pant” I commented.

 

“That is a fashion statement these days – showing a visible thong line. It is considered sexy and girls who wear thongs are supposed to be sexually liberated” She said, “But let me see if I can get thongs with transparent strings. That will not leave any visible thong lines. It would have a triangular cover for the front. But the rest will be made with transparent plastic, which will go around the waist and between the ass. It will leave no mark. Even you get bras with transparent straps. I need to buy them.” While talking, she was picking up her bag, and put on her shirt, collected her purse and got ready to go.

 

I just took a minute to slip into a pair of jeans and a shirt and sneakers; and got out with her for shopping.

 

I drove her to the Shoppers Stop. I parked the car and we went to the first floor which had all ladies garments and accessories. “I shall pay for everything that you buy.” I told her. She just smiled, and holding my hand walked upto western wear section. She picked up a few pairs of capris, couple of skirts and some tops. Then she headed towards the lingerie section. She looked into the small boxes of bra and panties and reached for the shelves which had 34C label. That is her size then, I thought. She opened some of them and chose several sets of bra and panties. They were in cherry red, navy blue and clack in color. After picking up the bras, she looked for matching panties. The thongs were of free size – as I saw all of them hung from plastic hangers from a stand. She picked up three pairs and stuffed everything in her trolley.

 

Showing the trolley she said, “I am through for now.”

 

We went to the counter, I paid the bill and we carried the lot to our car. “that was quite a shopping,” I commented.

 

“Thank you brother, you are a darling.” She gave my cheek a peck, “You know it is important to dress well in an escorts profession. And you have to ensure that you are really wearing naughty undergarments. This excites the men. Many of them have fetishes for undergarments and some of them even try to lick my ass and asshole or pussy over my panties.”

 

“And people like Patel can steal them too…” I joked.

 

We laughed and returned home.

 

It was evening. Dad and Mom would only get back at about nine at night after closing the shop. My mom looked after accounts as Dad handled customers in the shop.

 

“Why not we create a web-site for your services?” I asked her. “We shall post your photograph covering your face; just showing your assets and provide the rates there. Anyway, we will use a different name, and give only email address. We shall ask for contact numbers of the clients and then call back once we ascertain they are genuine and are not known to us.”

 

“That sounds good.” She said enthusiastically.

 

“This way, you can be choosy, and you can charge high. And we can screen the clients.” I added.

 

“But you have to be very careful with photographs. Though it should reveal my assets, you must make sure, no way one can recognize me.” She said with a bit of concern.

 

“I will photograph you, then we will edit it digitally, cover your face or make it blurry in the photograph; and then put it in your site.” I told her. “And do we start it now, I shall get the camera.” Without waiting for her I went to my room and got the camera. I ensured its battery was fully charged.

 

“We shall post a series of your snaps in different stages of undress.” I was readying my camera as I talked. “We start with one where you are fully dressed, like a lady. Then we take photographs as you strip.”

 

“Ok. Do we start now? Will this light be enough?” She asked.

 

“My camera flash is very good. This will do.” I assured her.

 

“What do I wear first?” She inquired.

 

“First snap will be you fully clothed. You look fantastic in anything. I think western casuals – what you wear mostly is fine. Even what you are wearing now is fine. May be you can change the top to a button up shirt, where you can just leave a few buttons undone.” I suggested.

 

She went to her wardrobe, stood there for a while choosing her clothes. And came back with a black sleeveless shirt. She took off her top and put on the shirt leaving top three buttons undone.

 

“Please tuck the shirt in. That will show your figure better.” I suggested.

 

“OK” she said and did as I said.

 

She stood sideways bending from her waist letting her boobs face the camera. This way, both her shapely ass and large boobs came into prominence. I went upto her and brought her hair over her face. I arranged her hair neatly in such a way that her face was covered by her hair mostly but for her mouth.

 

“Why don’t you wear your sunglasses and hold a cigarette? That will make your face non-recognizable and make you look sexy and carefree.” I suggested. She nodded in agreement. I lit a cigarette and gave her. She held the cigarette to her lips. Not, her face was mostly covered. The hair covering upper portions of her face and her hand with the cigarette covering most of the remaining portion of her face.

 

“Push your pelvis a little backward. That will make your butts more appealing. And stick out your boobs.”

 

She did as she was told. I clicked few shots in that pose.

 

“Now take off the shirt. You can have the bra on.” I asked her as I was focusing the camera. “Make sure the cleavage looks prominent.”

 

“OK.” She said and walked near the bed. She stood by the bed and leaned forward with her hands resting on the bed. As she bent forward, the cleavage looked deep and her hair fell forward covering her face completely.

 

“That is perfect!!” I said and clicked some snaps. “Now it is the turn of your trousers to be discarded.”

 

Like an obedient model, she took off her trousers. However, I felt bra and panties of bright color will look better on her fair frame. “Why don’t you change into some bright lingerie? May be the red set.”

 

“That is a good idea.” She said, and opened the boxes we had bought. She took out her triumph branded red bra and thong. She took off her trousers and bra she had on and slipped into the new garments.

 

My jaw dropped when I saw her in that red lingerie. The bra was quite small, what they call quarter cup. It just lifted her boobs up, and made her cleavage more pronounced. It just covered the lower portions of her tits. Upto the nipples – even the top portion of her light brown areola was visible. It was quite transparent too, and I could make out her nipples through the bra. Below the bra was her flat tummy her blemishless abdomen was fair, flat and the deep navel looked quite inviting. The thong was quote low, same lacy red material which was quite transparent. She had shaved her pussy, and it was clean. The lower portion of her panties narrowed down, and cut through her pussy lips, tantalizingly revealing her pussy.

 

She shifted her weight from one leg to another. “Yes my dear manager and photographer, where are you lost?” She turned around to show me her back.

 

Her hair cascaded down, below her shoulders. Where her hair ended was the strap of her bra. Far below that, where her hips flared right above was a tattoo of a butterfly. The thong partially covered her butterfly. It was like the previous one, a thin triangular patch of cloth, narrowing down to a threadlike strip which went between her big ass-cheeks. The thong drove a wedge between her two round large ass cheeks which flared to a very womanly width. Her ass was looking a bit bigger on her slim frame and thin waist. The long legs tapered down and did not appear to end. I was hooked!!

 

“Why don’t you wear a pair of high-heeled shoes. That will make it look really erotic.” I suggested.

She complied and wore a pair of red high heeled sandal matching her bra and panties. “The woman in red!!” I complimented her.

 

“How do you want to shoot me?” she asked.

 

“I shall take photos of your back. Stand with your hands folded, resting on your waist. Part your legs a little; so that your ass looks even wider.” I said and focused my camera. She did what I asked her and I went on clicking. “Now bend forward, and spread your legs resting your hands on the bed.” As she did so, I could see the thin strip over her asshole. The red strip of her thong just formed a line over the brown star of her asshole. The brown pucker was uncovered, the thong only covering her asshole. But one could just get a glimpse of her nether passage. The tong was so transparent, that the makers label was even visible below the elastic band.

 

I went on clicking several snaps.

 

“Now a full frontal as you lie down on the bed, you can lie down on your back with your head hanging. I shall take the photo from your feet. Have your knees folded, so I get a good snap of your pussy. Anyway, your face will not be visible if you tilt your head backward.”

 

She followed my instruction astutely. I focused the camera. Only her jaw and the tip of the nose was visible – and her face was hidden – something we wanted. Her bra-clad breasts stood erect like two sentinels. The thong went between her pussy as if the pussy ate it up revealing her outer lips. I clicked the camera. Then she herself pushed her hand inside her panties and moved it sideways, revealing her clean-shaven pussy and I clicked. I zoomed the camera and focused on her pussy. Her fingers were playing with her pussy and I could see it getting redder and glistening brightly as it was getting slick with her juices. My sister was fingering herself as I was clicking photographs of her pussy!!!

 

I kept the camera on the dresser and knelt by the bed placing my face close to her pussy. She was still busy rubbing her pussy, and I could see her fingers entering her pink cave and also playing with her clit. I placed my hands under her ass cheeks and planted my mouth right on her pussy and sent my tongue in.

 

“I was awaiting this…” she whispered and clamped her thighs holding my head tightly into her. I lapped her pussy, and like a dog went on licking her vulva. I licked her entire pussy as she pulled her panties aside giving me easier access to her lovely pink clean-shaven pussy. I moved my tongue upwards till it encountered her clit and started sucking on it. I alternated between sucking her clit and pussy. She started humping upwards and her hands were pressing my head to her pussy. I was getting suffocated, but I went on increasing my suction pressure on her pussy. She started a rhythmic movement of her pelvis, wiggling sideways and then jerking upwards. I lifted my face and yanked her thongs down as she helped me to do it by lifting her pelvis. She took one leg out and then the other. I removed her sandals and then she repositioned herself on the double bed. She spread her legs for her brother folding and lifting her knees giving me easy access for eating her while resting her back against the headrest of her bed. I went on sucking her with all my passion, love, eagerness like a starving man jumping on delicious food.

 

“yes… that is it… keep doing it…. Suck me… suck my clit …. Yes, that is right…. Now such my pussy, …. Finger my pussy, …shove your fingers in…. suck my clit….. yes… harder …  harder…. That is …it…  yes… yes… yes… harder…. “ she went ballistic. She was throwing her arms and tossing her head. Her juice was flowing from her hot snatch and wetting the bed. As her juice trickled down her pussy and flowed down soaking her crotch and asshole, I started massaging her asshole. I was pressing my finger into her asshole; which was used to taking in cocks of different sizes. When I felt her body stiffening and she started crying out loud moaning like an animal, I shoved four fingers into her pussy and massaged her clit, which was hard now. While doing so, I placed my lips on her asshole, and I do not know what possessed me, I pushed my tongue in. Her asshole tasted sour and pungent, quite different from her pussy juice which was almost tasteless, or very slightly acidic.

 

“I am coming….. coming…. Yes…. Rim …me… rim me…. Rim my asshole….. yes… suck my asshole hard… that is … yes Kumar… suck … me… suck my asshole… push your tongue further…. ..harder…..yes….. yes……”

 

I manipulated my fingers in her cunt, moving it around, massaging her clit and sucked her asshole as her body got into a frenzy of convulsions and then her whole body shuddered and she went still.

 

I was feeling elated that I gave my elder sister an orgasm.

 

I took off my clothes and climbed up the bed alongside her. Her breathing was now deep and relaxed. Her face was glowing ad there were beads of sweat twinkling like small pearls on her forehead. Her hair was disheveled and spread around her lovely face making a dark halo. Her face looked divine, peaceful and her eyes were half-closed; looking at nowhere. Her arms outstretched and limp.

 

I snuggled close to her and was running my fingers through her hair, caressing her scalp and forehead moving those few strands from her face. I ran my fingers on her face lightly caressing her and my fingers traced down to her chin and then her neck traveling down to hear ample bosom.  I pushed my other hand under her back and she turned to her side giving me access to her back. I unhooked her bra and she arched her back lifting her chest and took off the bra. Her large boobs sagged a little sideways. I first kissed her on her forehead, then tip of her nose and finally planted a kiss on her lips.

 

Her hands caught my face and her mouth parted and our tongues were wresting with each other. She was sucking on my lips and I was sucking her saliva from her mouth. My hand reached for her breasts as our lips remained locked.

 

My wandering hands and my fingertips were enjoying the soft feel of her soft yet firm boobs and I was delicately moving my fingertips on her boobs. Her nipples were erect and stood proudly on the tip of the pyramid of her breasts. My mouth left her mouth and descended down slowly kissing her chin and I bit her chin softly. I kissed her earlobes and her long neck and kissed my way down to her clean but perspiring armpit. I sucked on her armpit which made her squeal and moved down to her breasts. I took her left nipple in my mouth and my hand was massaging her right breast tweaking her right nipple.

 

My body jerked when my sister’s firm grip took control of my cock. She scratched my balls with her nails and my balls tightened and up with her touch. A shiver ran through my spine as she started moving her hand jerking my cock rapidly. My restless hands were playing with her breasts and my mouth was alternatingly sucking on each nipple. I opened my mouth as much as I could and tried to take her breast into my mouth sucking hard.

 

“It hurts… don’t suck so hard, be gentle…. “ she admonished me as my animal passion took over me. I did not say anything, but took my mouth off her breasts and tenderly licked all around her breasts. Then I zeroed on her nipple and started sucking slowly, like a baby suckling its mothers breasts.

 

She turned on her side, and I nuzzled my head into her bosom resting my head in the warmth of her big boobs. Her ministrations on my cock was continuous. She was playing with my balls and medial side of my thigh and squeezing and jerking my cock.  I could feel my balls tightening and I knew I would come soon.

 

“I want to come inside you didi”. I pleaded. “I want you to be my first love… I want to lose my virginity to my goddess of sex….”

 

She smiled, and realizing I was about to come, left my cock for a while. She pushed me on my back.

 

I lied flat on my back with my head on two pillows. Amrita didi placed her knees on either side of my face and descended her pussy to my lips.

 

Her hair tickled my thighs as her face came down and took my cockhead into her mouth. She licked it few times and rested her hands on my thighs and pushed them apart. As I spread my thighs, she went down and took my balls in her mouth. My balls contracted. She was trying to suck my balls and pushing my nut in the scrotum with her tongue. It was a heavenly feeling. I felt as if I have passed out and gone to heaven. She slowly and tenderly bit my cock and it twitched. “You should shave your pubic area. That will look clean and edible.” She said.

 

“I will, if that is what you want and what you like…” my muffled voice uttered as I was lapping at her pussy. She started taking my cock deeper and I could feel her lips on the base of my cock. My whole cock in my sister’s mouth – the feeling and the sensation was driving me crazy and my cock jerked. Didi’s experience told her I was close. The moment she realized that, she got up, turned around and went towards my legs. She positioned her knees on either side of my waist, caught my erect cock in her hand and her pelvic descended down. Her pussy was just touching my cock tip, and I tried to push up. But she has me in her grip and did not let me in. She rubbed my cock along her labia and then gingerly placed it at the gateway to heaven, my sister’s love channel. I closed my eyes in bliss and in anticipation of the best boon I could have. I could feel warm wet velvety tunnel engulfing my cock slowly and slowly. I wanted this feeling to last for ever. If I had to even die at that moment I would not have any regrets.

 

With my eyes closed my whole body feeling the exquisite joy making love to my sister, I mumbled, “ It feels so good… great …. I wish it lasts for a thousand years ….. I feel I am in heaven….. Didi, it feels so good ….. I never knew making love is so much full of life and joy. I would not mind if I die now… while I am inside you… I am inside you didi…. Feel me… I am there …. Deep inside my loving and lovely didi…… “

 

She bent down and kissed me lightly on my eyelids, my forehead very lovingly. Her affections reflected in her touch. She held my face and brought down her mouth to mine and gave me a soulful kiss. We remain locked like that. Our lips glued to each other, my cock inside her pussy. My naughty hands worming their ways to her hanging breasts. She rotated her hips to make my cock fit in properly. She shook her hips and then descended completely with my cock completely embedded in her. She bent forward and her breasts smashed against my chest. As madly we started kissing each other, her pelvis started moving up and down. The friction of her tight pussy was bringing in a sensation of joy I never felt in my life. Her well trained and highly practiced cunt muscles were milking my cock tightly. She knew how to tighten her vaginal wall around my cock and it took me to the seventh heaven. I reached for the hanging breasts of my sister and started playing with them. I was fondling her large hanging boobs and pinching her nipples and rotating them.

 

My sister increased her tempo. As she raised herself, she tightened her vaginal wall, giving my cock tight friction and as she descended, she had her pussy relaxed. Her juice was flowing freely and my cock was slick with her juice. Her tempo increased and she went on like a bucking bronco riding a horse. And I started responding to her movements by raising my cock in unison as she came down on my cock. We got into a perfect rhythm. She was too adept at adjusting her movement to any situation and any cock of any size. My cock fitted tightly in her pussy and we started together now, in a frenzy. I was sometimes squeezing her breasts and sometimes, holding her big butts helping her in moving up and down. When I have a hard push, “I am coming didi…” I announced. She again bent forward, kissed me on my lips and smashed her breasts on my chest; and was grinding her pelvis making my cock go in and out fast.

 

With one mighty push, I entered right upto her hilt and saw my cock completely buried in her, and it jerked feverishly. My whole body tensed up, and I could feel my semen going out through my cock and splashing her inside depths. She was rotating her pelvis and squeezing my cock with all her force with her vaginal muscles. As the first spurt entered her pussy, she again went straight and went up and down on my cock one last time and then rested her pelvis on my cock. As my cock continued spurting its juice in her pussy, her two hands reached her back. One cupped my balls hard, trying to squeeze out all my sperm and the other suddenly entered my asshole, which was wet with her secretions flowing down. Her sudden attack on my asshole made my cock even harder and I felt it growing still bigger inside her cunt. She manipulated her finger inside my ass thus massaging my prostate, and squeezing my balls – and I had now blown all my semen in her pussy. I gave one final last push timing with the last spurt and was panting for breath with my mouth open.

 

She too ground her pelvis and held me tight and announced….. “ I am also coming with you… again….”

 

“I gave you all my semen which was stored in me all these years didi. I love you. Making love to you was the greatest joy of my life.” I said earnestly.

 

She kissed me lovingly bending forward and without disengaging herself lied on me.

 

We were caressing each other and were lying like that for a while. Both spent, drained, happy and content.

 

I was leisurely playing with her tits and my other hand was moving over her butts. My cock was still semi-hard and inside her pussy. My fingers felt her rose bud asshole and massaged it.

 

“I heard anal sex is the most exciting for a man,” I inquired.

 

“Most men find it that way as anus is very tight and fits very snugly on the cock. In fact, no one can last long in ass, they all come quickly. But it can be painful for the lady if she is not experienced.” She remarked.

 

“But you are quite experienced in anal sex, and I could feel how easily my fingers got in” . I replied.

 

“Yes, I am quite used to anal sex and can relax my sphincter easily. But it has to be lubricated first. Not everyone licks it and makes it lubricated with saliva. Secondly, saliva dries up quickly too. It is better to apply Vaseline and then perform anal sex. I prefer that way.” She continued,”But I do not get orgasm only from anal sex, though many of my friends say they do. When I get cornholed, I want my clit to be played with. Its with clitoral stimulation I reach my orgasm when I am having anal sex. “ She said in a matter-of-fact tome.

 

“What about blow-job? How do you find it? Does it excite a lady or it is only for the man’s pleasure.” I asked sincerely.

 

“The recipient is always having fun. When you suck me, that is cunnilingus, I get orgasm very quickly and the orgasms are very intense. The same is for man. A sixty nine serves for both. And I have seen if a man’s prostate is massaged when he comes, for which I usually poke my finger into his asshole and press forward to press on the prostate, the man comes like a geyser.” She was sharing with me her knowledge and I was getting practical and theory lessons in sex.

 

My cock was getting harder in my sisters cunt now and was now filling her fully. She could feel it started moving her pelvis slowly backward and forward. “Your cock does not seem to deflate…” she laughed.

 

“When I am inside the sexiest lady, and enjoying a taboo relation; it is making me so excited, even the mere thought that I am making love to my sister is keeping my cock hard; and you are so sexy and sensuous and know how to please a man so well, that there is no chance my cock will go limp ever. I am sure if you walk by a morgue, the cocks of the dead and buried men also will stand up…” I laughed.

 

I was now jerking my pelvis from below. But this time, I thought of taking the initiatives. I held her by her shoulder and turned her and placed her on the bed, she was lying on her side. I pushed her onto her stomach, and now she was lying on her stomach with her ass up in the middle of the large bed.

 

I lied by her side and raised my leg and put it across her hips, my cock resting on her butts. I started playing with her butts and traced a line from her pussy applying a little pressure right upto her butthole. Soon later, I climbed down a bit so that my face was on her butts. I placed my face on her ass, my nose getting into the crack of her ass and I started licking her entire butt crack. I licked her golden butts and massaged her thighs and cupped her pussy. While cupping her pussy, I licked her butthole, and started sucking on it. I was putting as much saliva as my mouth secreted into her butthole and was probing her butthole with my tongue. As the assault of my tongue continued on her butthole, my sister spread her legs giving me full access to her pucker, knowing what was in my mind. Seeing her butthole all lubricated I entered one finger, and this time, it just opened up. I was encouraged and pushed in three fingers straightaway. Her butt went rigid, but soon she relaxed. I took some more saliva on my palm and put it on my rod. As her sphincter opened up, I got up on my knees placing my knees on either side of her thighs and pointed the tip of my cock at beautiful brown star of her anus.

 

“Go slow, remember rectum does not have secretions like vagina.” She cautioned.

 

I pushed slowly but firmly and saw my bulbous glans disappearing in her butt as her sphincter relaxed letting me in.

 

It was tight as a vice. Her ass caught my cock in an iron grip and it was so warm, so tight and so incredibly naught and pleasant. I was beyond myself.

 

“Didi, this is the best… the sensation is incredible…. No wonder … patel was talking so highly about your ass. You are fantastic Didi and your ass is so tight, yet so receptive. It is better than even making love to your pussy. Didi raised her pelvis allowing me to go in. I could not control myself, and pushed hard. She screamed, but by then, my cock was buried deep in her rectum. I stopped there allowing her time to relax.

 

I slowly raised my pelvis bringing out cock right upto the mushroom head and then slowly entered again. Very carefully, not to hurt her, I started thrusting in and out as slowly and tenderly as I could and I remembered what she told me earlier – I was cupping her pussy and fingering her clit.

 

She tried to crawl on her abdomen towards the side box of the bed, and I went with her as if she was carrying me on her back. She opened the drawer and took out a cylindrical object – a dildo – fairly large one but not appeared meaty, not stone-hard. It was of a bright blue color and transparent. It had a base below where there was a switch. She held it in her hand and took it towards her pussy. She found it difficult to put it in her pussy. I took it from her, she understood and complied by raising her pelvis, this caused me cock to get completely buried in her ass, and I could meanwhile maneuver the dildo into her pussy. I switched it on and it started off with a buzzing noise.

 

The switch of the vibrator possible ignited some switch in my elder sister. She started humping against the dildo and simultaneously letting me hump her asshole. Her sp

"What's the matter?  You look as if you're miles away" she said.

Jim got a grip of himself. 

"Shall I take my panties off?  I know, let me take my blouse and skirt off as well."

"No.  Leave them on.  I kind of like them."

"Do you like schoolgirls then?"

Jim had to admit that he did.  He loved their uniforms, and the last thing he wanted Kelly to do was take it off. 

Kelly wriggled about a bit more on the table.

"I'm going to have to go in a minute."

"Why", said Jim?  "You haven't been here long." 

"No, Silly.  I mean GO", said Kelly.

"What do you mean?"

"You know.  GO.  For a pee!!  I'm going to wet my panties if I wait much longer.  It must be that glass of water."

Jim wanted desperately to watch Kelly wet her panties.  He had seen it in magazines and films, and he had even watched girls doing it through binoculars, but he had never seen it done right in front of him.  He wondered just how he was going to drop it into the conversation though. 

He didn't need to.  Kelly could sense from the look on his face that just talking about wetting her panties was getting him going.

"That's making you horny, isn't it?  You'd like to see me wet my knickers, wouldn't you? “Kelly could just imagine how much she was going to be able to extract from Jim later on for all this!  How much was he going to be prepared to pay to keep her quiet?  She had a mental picture of herself sitting on the floor surrounded with £5 notes.

Jim admitted that, yes, he would rather like to see Kelly wet her panties.  He was ashamed of what he was doing with this young girl, and sort of just whispered it to her.

Kelly found this absolutely intriguing.  Just why did he want to see her wet her knickers?  She hadn’t met anyone like this before, and she found it very odd.  She told Jim to say it properly, not just whisper it, or she wouldn’t do it.  Jim was now really embarrassed, and just hung his head in shame.

"Say it properly or I won't do it".

Jim looked at her, sadly, ashamed at his behaviour to this pretty young schoolgirl.

"I want you to wet your panties.  Please do it for me."

"Beg me, then", said Kelly.

"Please, please, please, Kelly, will you let me see you wet yourself?"

This was starting to make him feel very horny, just saying the words, and he could feel his cock stiffen again.  This was, after all, the only chance he was ever going to get to talk really dirty to a young schoolgirl still in her school uniform, and he decided he'd better make the most of it.

"Kelly, I want you to wet your knickers.  I want you to let the piss spurt out of that tight little cunt, and stain your little white panties yellow.  Then I want to lick your panties, and suck the wet patch, whilst you pee some more."

Kelly was taken aback by this change.  No more the hesitant old man, now he seemed very much in control of himself.

"You are a sexy little girl, and I am so pleased that you came into my house.  I haven't given you your Christmas gift yet this year.  I was going to give you £5, but would you like to earn a bit more?"

Jim was worried that this delightful creature was going to get frightened by his dirty talk, and just run away.  She seemed pretty relaxed about it, but she might just be a little prick teaser who would get scared and run off.  He didn’t want that to happen - oh no!

"I have a proposal to make to you.  You've earned your £5 by delivering my papers so reliably over the last year, but I could pay you quite a lot more than that if you were specially nice to me."

"How do you mean, nice?"

"Well, you'd have to, sort of, be my girlfriend, and we would do the things that boys and girls do when their parents are out."

"Like kissing, and that?"

Kelly knew full well what he really wanted, but she couldn’t resist teasing him.  She was also starting to rethink the blackmail plan.  Perhaps she could make just as much this way, without any of the risks.  She wondered how much she could get him to pay.

"Well, er, um, a bit more than that, actually."

He'd gone all shy and hesitant again.  But why, he thought.  He was the one with all the money, and this was just some silly little schoolgirl looking for a bit of extra pocket money.  He'd show her who was in charge.

"Kelly, oh sweet sexy little Kelly, I want to stick my big fat cock up your tight little cunt and spurt hot spunk into you.  I want to sniff your little panties after you’ve peed into them.  I want to lick your tight little bumhole.  I want to suck your pussy.  I want you to suck my penis until I come all over your pretty little face.  I want you to swallow my sticky seed.  I want you to squat over me and piss all over my face, then I want you to slowly sit on my face in your wee stained knickers and let me suck your little cunt through them.  I want you to hold your pussy open for me while I piss inside you.  I want to masturbate over your panties whilst you're still wearing them, so the cum runs down your panties and into your vagina.  Then I want to lick the cum out of your pussy."

"You want quite a lot then, really", said Kelly.  She was a bit shocked by this sudden outburst from Jim, and hadn’t realised the depths of his lusting for her.  She knew that he fancied her, but didn’t know how far he wanted to go.  Very plainly, he wanted to go as far as he possibly could, and she found this at the same time frightening and exciting.

"That's going to cost an awful lot of money.  If I'm to do all those wicked things you'll have to make it worth my while.  My Mum and Dad would kill me if they found out."

"How much do you want then?"

Kelly thought for a bit.  She wanted to get as much as she could from this man, but she didn’t really know just how much he would be prepared to pay.  If she asked for too much he'd just tell her to clear off, but she didn’t want to ask for too little.  It was very difficult to guess how much he would pay.  This was quite a nice house, there was a nice big TV, and it looked as if Mr Marsham had enough money to be able to afford quite a lot.

Kelly got off the table and sat on the settee.  Jim sat on the chair opposite, anxiously waiting for an answer.  She figured that her best bet was to get him so worked up that he couldn’t refuse her.  This was a pretty accurate guess.

"Well", she said, allowing her grey skirt to ride up her lovely long legs, "That's a very difficult question".

One of the buttons on her blue school blouse had come undone, and Jim could see her little white bra inside.  He imagined her breasts nestling inside and wanted to put his head between them.  Perhaps soon he would be able to.  He'd pay anything she asked.  He had to.  This was a chance he would never get again to his dying day. 

Kelly allowed her legs to part a little so Jim could see up her skirt.  He didn’t miss the opportunity, and stared at her white cotton knickers.  He could see little wisps of her pubic hair just peeping round Kelly's panties, and longed to see underneath.  She knew the effect this was having on him and slowly pulled up her skirt.  With her skirt around her waist and her legs getting wider apart, Kelly started gently rubbing the crotch of her panties, whilst Jim sat mesmerised. 

"Do you like it when I do this?"

"You know I do, but please, I need to know how much you want.  I can't afford very much you know.  I'm only a pensioner, and I don’t have much money."

"I'm thinking", said Kelly, continuing to rub herself provocatively.

"God", thought Jim, "Christ knows what would happen if anyone came in here now.  Me sitting here with a young schoolgirl opposite me, still in her uniform and her legs wide apart, stroking her pussy."

Kelly slipped her hands inside her panties, and put her right hand middle finger inside her vagina.  She pushed it in and out, and it made little slurpy noises.  Then she pulled her finger out and offered it to Jim.  He sniffed it sensuously, savouring the musky smell of girly cunt juice.  He could see the little beads of moisture on Kelly's finger, where it had been inside her cunt, and he sucked it for all he was worth.  It tasted heavenly.  He wanted so much to put his hot tongue inside her little cunt and taste some more of her love juices.

She pulled up her blouse, exposing her dainty but plain bra.  Lifting up her bra, she exposed her small but perfectly formed milky white breasts for Jim to gaze at.  They jutted out of her slender young body like baby hillocks, pert, proud and erect.  He was stunned.  So used to seeing the larger breasts of the women in his vast porn collection, Jim could not believe how beautiful were these fine young titties.

Kelly offered him her left nipple, stiff and hard, and he sucked it like a baby.

"You can do all this", she said.  "One evening a week, and I'll only charge you £100 a week".

Jim didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.  What he had on offer here was an evening of the most perfect sex every week, the most unbelievable sex with a girl barely old enough to know what sex was.  He could teach her a thing or two!  But £100 a week?  How could he possibly afford that on his income?  He did have some savings, but he didn’t want to dip into those unless it was really necessary.  But wait a minute, if this wasn’t necessary, just what was?  He dithered, confused.

"But I can't afford that.  I'm only a pensioner.  How about £50?  That’s a lot of money.  Think of all the sweets you could buy with £50 a week"

"£100", said Kelly.  I'm worth all of that, and a lot more.  You'd have to pay nearly that for some old tart in Soho!"

"I wouldn’t.  You can get a girl in King's Cross for a few pounds, and they’ll do anything", said Jim.  "£50 is more than enough".

"Take it or leave it.  If you don’t think I'm worth £100 a session, don’t bother then."

Kelly pulled her bra back on, pulled down her blouse, and stood up ready to go, smoothing her little skirt down as she did so.

"OK, OK, OK, then", said Jim. "I can't afford that much, but if I sell some of my old furniture I might be able to get enough together for a few weeks.  But if I'm going to pay you £100 a week, I want to know exactly what I'm getting for it."

"I'll come round to your house one evening a week after school, between 4.30 and 5.30, and you can do whatever you want."

"Absolutely whatever I want?"

Kelly thought hard.  He hadn’t been very happy about the £100, and she was afraid he might change his mind.  She wanted that money very badly, and it was a lot less risky than blackmail.  Come to think of it, if she wanted to blackmail him, she still could.  She could deny ever asking him for money and just say that he had raped her.  Anyway, what could this poor old bloke do to her?  He probably couldn't even get it up!

"OK then.  Anything you want, but I get the money first."

So it was agreed.  Kelly was to come round to see him every Friday after school.  She would tell her parents that she was visiting her friend Stacey.  Jim was very keen that she should wear her school uniform, but that was no problem at all - though she still couldn’t see what he saw in it.

Kelly said she had to go home now, and although Jim begged her to stay a bit longer, she said he had had more than enough free samples, and that was that.  She would see him again on Friday.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Suddenly I stopped and stood up in front of him. "Why'd you stop?' he asked. "Don't talk!" I commanded. "Take off your clothes, now!" He just stood there. "I said now or I'll make sure you make the naughty list!" Buddy did as he was told, starting with his shoes. As he slid out of his tights, I noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear. My pussy tingled. Within a minute, he was stripped bare. I noticed he had a nice chest with a layer of hair and two succelent little nipples that I would soon be sucking on! I ordered him to turn around. I ogled his cute little ass. I went up to him and slapped his ass hard, leaving a red mark. He whimpered. I whispered in his ear, "Obey me or that's what you get, okay?" He nodded yes. I turned him around. I ran my hands up and down his body, exploring. I pinched his nipples and bit and suckled on them. He started to moan, his head leaning back. I knew what he wanted and what I lusted after. I got back down on my knees and slowly took him into my mouth. He shuddered. I felt him growing in my mouth. I licked the head of his nice, meaty cock then licked the underside of the shaft. I cupped his balls with one hand and wrapped my other hand along his cock and started to suck up and down on his cock. My tongue kept working its magic and my fingers gripped him tighter. Faster and faster I sucked him, he was so big in my mouth, the head brushing my tonsils. I deep-throated him for several minutes, savoring the taste of his prick in my mouth, tasting the pre-cum. All of a sudden, Buddy let out a small moan and I felt his balls shrink up. I looked up into his face, his cock engulfed in my mouth. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back. Suddenly his cock spasmed sending his jizz down my throat. I drank up every last drip of his sweet honey. I smeared the remaing cum all over my face. I looked back up at him, his eyes found mine. He was sweating. "Did you like that, Buddy?" He could only nod, his breathing ragged. I spanked his ass and asked again, "yes" he stammered. "It felt great" I can't even explain it"

I took him by the hand and led him to the back where there was a couch bed. I pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. "i'm going to teach you how to fuck me" I said. His cock was still rock hard. I lowered myself onto him, my hands guiding him in. His hands were on my waist. I leaned forward gripping his shoulder and began to move up and down on his cock. It filled my pussy up. I started moaning in pleasure. He began to buck his hips, his grip on me tighter. "That's it baby, just like that." I rode him for several minutes. His hand reached up and began caressing my tit. I looked at him. "I want to touch them" he said. I figured it was my turn to be played with. We faced each other and I took his hands and placed them on my tits. Immediately he brought his mouth to my rock hard nipple and began fervently sucking on it. I threw my head back and moaned with pleasure. He sucked and bit both my nipples for what seemed like an eternity. He was like a baby latched on to his mother's tits. He did not want to let go!. But my pussy wanted his silky tongue on it more then anything. So I pushed him back down on the bed and I straddled his face. I grabbed his curly head and pushed it to my crotch. "Lick my clit" I ordered. Immediately his tongue worked its magic, licking my clit. It felt so good. He licked around and around and I kept grinding against his face harder and harder. "Use your fingers on me" I told him. With his tongue running along my slit, he buried two fingers into my pussy. In and out, the sensations were amazing. He drove me to a shattering cllimax and my cum splashed all over his face. He lapped up every ounce of cum out of me. Now more then ever, I wanted Buddy to fuck me in my ass. I bent over the side of the bed and instructed him to stand behind me. His cock was still hard. He slowly rubbed his cock into my crack, up and down. He found my hole and slowly buried himself in it. "Push harder, ram that cock in me. Fuck me with your cock!" I shouted. He needed no further instruction. An animalistic urge took over him and he rammed himself into my ass hole with all his might. I cried out. He stopped. I screamed "don't stop. just fuck my ass" He fucked and fucked me until he came all over my ass.

We finally collapsed onto the bed. I wrapped myself around him and held him close. He was sweating and so was I Our breathing took awhile to slow down enough to talk. I stroked his face while I looked into his eyes and said, "Well there's your first lesson in fucking" All he could reply was "I like to fuck. Fucking's my favorite." I had several rendezvous with Buddy the Elf and I like it when I tie him up and have my way with him. Now he decided to settle down with Jovi, but he still comes to see me in New York when he wants another fuck lesson.

But some how no matter how far away when you are the mother of now 6 teenagers you always need reassuring.  Carol asked Mike if he was certain everything was OK at home.  He told her that Yes Alice has everything under control and she can call us here if there is anything she needs.

This relaxed Carol enough that she was now able to turn her attention to Mike’s cock.

Back home well every thing was normal for a house full of teen age kids.  Greg the eldest was just home from his big date witch it turned out had been a big flop.  He was really horney so he snuck into Mom and Dads room to see if he could find a pair of his new mother’s underwear to jerk off into. 

He was still searching when the door flew open and Marsha and Jan his new steps sisters walked in the room.  Greg had just enough time to jump in the closet before they saw him.

“OH I am so fucking pissed I just can not stand it.”  Said Marsha.  “When I see that Kathy Lawrence again I am going to kill her.  She told me that Harvey was huge and really knew how to use it.  Well that Pencil dick was not even worth getting out let alone going down on.”

Jan just laughed.

“What are you laughing at and where the hell is moms black Dildo.  I have to get off.”  Marsha said while she was going through her moms bed room stand

Jan said “I think she took it with her.  So I guess I am just going to have to help out my big sister” and pushed her on to the bed.

Marsha said “God I hoped you would say that” as they both took off there close. 

Greg in the closet could not believe what he was seeing as Jan reached down and started sucking Marsha’s big toe.  Greg could tell Marsha was loving it by the way her hands shot down between her legs and started playing with her self.

Jan Stopped and said now you know your not allowed to do that.  Marsha replied yes Mistress! Then Jan said and now you are going to have to be punished.

Greg had taken his cock out and was stroking it by now when Jan said I will get one of dad’s belts to whip you with.  Jan then turned around and opened the closet.  Greg stood there with a dumb look on his face and his cock in his hand. 

Jan looked at him and said well it looks like I have two naughty people to punish and pulled Greg from the closet.  She staired at his cock and said “well I am glad to see it has been worth the wait.  Our mother would not let Marsha fuck you until they were married and back from the honey moon. but I guess this is close enough.”

Greg was trilled and Marsha gave out a screech of pleasure knowing that now she would get to have a full size cock in her.  And it was a big one.  Almost as big as the stories mom had told them about there new fathers.

Jan told Greg to strip and lie down on the bed.  She then told Marsha climb on him get his cock in side of you but do not fuck him just hold him.  Marsha did as she was told while Jan got out the belt.  She told Marsha now slowly fuck him Marsha road him up and down slowly and at the top and bottom of each stroke Jan whipped her. 

After 20 lashes Marsha’s butt was red and sore. Jan told Marsha not to move. She started massaging Marsha’s ass, running her finger up and down her ass crack fingering her as hole.  Once she even put her finger in Marsha pussy while Greg was still inside.

Jan then told Marsha to get off, of him.  Then she told her to get on the bed on all fours.  She then told Greg to come behind Marsha and fuck her SLOWLY.

Once again with each stroke she whipped away but this time it was Greg’s ass that took the treatment.

Once Greg’s 20 Lashes were complete Jan climbed on the bed in front of Marsha and said now you may eat me.  Marsha’s tongue quickly shot out as she started eating her. At 1^st Greg stopped to watch but Jan told him not to stop unless he wanted 20 more with the buckle this time. And he had better not cum or there would be hell to pay.

This went on for a while then Jan said now stop as she lay down.  Marsha I think it is time you made me cum.  But 1^st I want you to get some of Dad’s ties and Tie Greg to the chair so he can’t touch him self.  Oh and gag him as well. 

Marsha tied Greg to the chair then returned to her Mistress and started kissing her and sucking her tits. Her hands ran all over Jan’s body but not once did they touch her cunt.  Finally Jan said OK you may start.  Marsha immediately pounced on Jan’s pussy and started eating with frenzy. Her lips locked around Jan’s clit and 1^st 1 then 2, 3, 4 fingers were working away inside of Jan while Marsha’s thumb was in her ass hole. 

Jan lay there writhing with pleasure but it did not take much of this before Jan was screaming with her orgasm.

Jan climbed out of bed and said “I not really in to cock so I will leave you now.  Come Marsha.”

The two girls picked up the clothes from the floor and turned off the light as they left the room. Leaving Greg tied to the chair in the dark with his clothes on the other side of the door. 

They stood there in the hall naked and  kissing.  Jan said give him a minute then you two have fun.

Back at Hedonism.  Mike and Carol were having dinner.  Carol was wearing a flower print wraparound skirt and a bikini top.  At least part of her was.  She had considered going topless to dinner but thought it would look more erotic if she ware the top but left one breast hanging out.  Periodically through out the night she would change breast. She loved the double takes people who had already seen her that night would give her.

The two of them having spent the day making love enjoyed there dinner but thought about their future life.  They were both nervous, 6 kids.  Mike said are you sure your girls are going to like me.

Carol said.  I know they love you Mike. Hell Marsha is so desperate to have you it is amazing. That girl is a bigger slut then I was in high school. I know she’s been with every guy on the foot ball team.  Hell we have shared several.

Jan well she’s a lesbian.  Not in to guys. But is also a Dom.  For her birthday last year I got her the leather out fit and everything.  She loves to control Marsha.  I have had some great times just watching the two of them Jan in total control while Marsha and some kid she has brought home perform for her.

Cindy, well she is only just 13 and has not found sex yet.  But I would not give the Kids in her class long before she shows them all what a sexual revolution is about.

What about the Boys.

I know they love you Carol but I do not know how they feel about sex.  Greg lost his virginity a few years ago.  But he needs help.  The kid has no control and no imagination.  I feel so sorry for some of his dates.  He has one goal get in, get off and good by. 

Well I would not worry too much about that Mike a lot of teen age boys are like that.  Besides between Marsha and my self and with a lot of help from Jan’s whip.  Will beat him into shape until he is a master like you.  As she said this her foot worked it’s way up his shorts and played with his still limp cock.

What about Peter. Any chance I can take his flower?

Well he is definitely a late bloomer. He is 16 and hardly ever beats off.  Or if he does he does not soil the sheets.  Alice loves the smell of cum and checks them.  I hear when she was younger she was quite a slut.  And I do not think that Sam or the bowling team is dissatisfied with her.  I hear who ever gets the best score also gets to score.  If Alice is best well they all get to watch her play with herself.

As to your taking his virginity? It may already be gone but if not.   It sounds like there may be some competition there.  Marsha may want to.  I know Alice does.  She took Greg’s.  And perhaps there is a dark horse out there at school. But as always I am rooting for you.  He said and pinched her naked nipple. Who knows he might be gay.

More to come later maybe.

The next morning my grandma said 2 come out they have a suprise .OMG!! i said she was naked and he was 2 they told me they were going 2 get rid of my problem in one day. she told me 2 strip down i was afraid caz my 8 in cock was hard as  a rock and she knew it so i did and she told that she was going 2 let me fuck her but i would ahave 2 let grandpa fuck my ass so i said ok (this was heaven i said can pap fuck u while im giving u 69 she said that be fine well after 2 min i shot my load and she licked it all then he shot his half in half out i sucked him dry we all took a break and 10 min later were ready he lubed my ass and his cock and i sat on his prick it hurt for a sec then she said on my cock so as he humped me i humped her we road for a few min like 5 slow untill papa and me and grandma came at the same times and it was so hot that i cleaned it all up (tasty). AND THAT WAS JUST THE START

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She asked me to stand up so she could get a better view of me. I stood up and she asked me how tall i was. I told i'm 172 cms tall. We then started talking about my faverite sport, which is swimming.

"Do you have the swimmers body" she asked. I replied with I guess so. "Stand up and remove your school jacket and tie" she askes. Been the silly 14 year old I was I stood up and took of my school jacket and tie. She asked me to turn around and step a little further back from the camera. We were chatting on mic. She asked me if any one else was home. I replied that both of my folks would be at work for another few hours. "OK lets see the swimmers chest, lets see now fit your chest and arms are" I asked her what she meant. She asked me to take of my shirt. I undid my shirt and tossed it on my bed. She liked my chest and arms.

"whats the blue band I can see" she askes. I look down and notice the top of my underpants waist band showing slightly. I tell her what it is. She askes to see what a boy looks like in his jocks. I tell her I shouldn't. She says "ok"

I sit down and we start to chat about other topics, i'm still top naked. "please show me what your legs look like" she explains that it would be just like her seeing me in swimmers. She had a point i thought. I said ok. I stood up and walked back a meter or so. I undid my belt and pulled down my zipper and my shool pants dropped to my ankles. "nice" she giggles as she looks at me stood there in just my bonds blue bikini briefs. "you have a great body and a nice bulge in those sweet undies" she tells me. I feel embarrashed and cover my bulge with my hands.

I walk to my dresser and grab a pair of shorts and singlet and slip them on. We continue to chat. She asks me what I was doing the next day. I tell her i will be at school. I find out her daughter goes to a school near mine. She asks me how I get home, I explain that i walk. She tells me that she will pick me up after school so she can help me finish of my project if i like. She tells me her daughter is a whizz at drawing. I say No at first, but after a few minutes of chatting about how much she could help I say YES.  We decide not to tell my folks or any one at school. She told me they may not like me getting outside help with the project. I tell her thats a good idea. We finished chatting.

The next morning as I was getting dressed for school I thought to myself will she turn up or not. I thought to myself No she wont. I did think it was strange that she wanted to see me topless and just in my undies.

School was the same as normal, the day went pretty quickly. After school I rushed out of the yard and started walking home. When I heard a voice "mike" I turned around and saw the lady calling me from a blue Mazda 626. I stopped and looked and thought. The back door opened and a girl my age got out. "come on Mike" she beconed. I thought whats the harm, just a mum and her daughter. I ran over and hopped in the back seat. Her daughters name was Sue. We started chatting as her mum drove. All seemed normal and ok. I felt something on my knee, I looked down and saw Sues hand resting on my knee. We went over a bump and now Sues hand is on my groin. "nice" she says. My face goes red and I shyly reply "thanks"

Her mum looks back "have a better look Sue, he's cute" I'm lost for words at what her mum just said. Sue starts pulling my tie of me and openiing my shirt buttons. We were traveling fast on the motorway so I could just sit there. She now is rubbing my hairless chest. Sue grabs at my belt and undoes it she then pulls down my zipper and slides my pants down. I'm now sat there on the leather car seats in my undies with my school pants around my ankles and my shirt all open. I try to pull up my pants. But the feeling of Sues hand inside my underpants stops me. She starts pulling my dick up and down. Before you know it my undies are around my ankles and my dick is rock hard. She bends her head down and takes my whole 14cm's of rock hard dick in her mouth. My dick felt like it was going to explode has she sucked me off as her mum watched on in the car mirror "dont bite it off will you dear" her mum calls back from the drivers seat................End of part one........

Nor could she rule herself out as she had thought when Libby explained how she had come by her current physical attributes. As she had been helping Libby lug her suitcases to her new room, Sabrina had realized that there was an outside possibility that the various spells Libby had been a victim of over their three years together in high school could have had unforeseen long term effects. Was it possible that it had taken years for all that magic to manifest itself in this way?

“Was that Libby Chessler I saw you with downstairs?”

“Yes, Salem,” Sabrina said as she glanced over at the black cat entering her room before turning back to the book.

“And did you happen to ask where she got her ta tas done?”

“She said she went to bed one night and the next morning not only were they that big but her pussy was suddenly completely bald. And they’ve been that way ever since.”

“Ahhh yes, magic of a most interesting kind,” Salem said, a slight chuckle in his voice.

“Yeah, now the question is, whose magic?”

“Well, you could always cast a discovery spell.”

“Salem, how stupid do you think I am? I’ve been trying to find one, but there doesn’t seem to be a spell about discovering who used magic to enlarge tits and nixed pussy hair anywhere in here.”

“Well duh, your not going to find one in there. You need to look in the appendix book under sex magic.”

“The what?” Sabrina’s head jerked up in utter surprise at what Salem had just said. “Did you just say there is a separate book with an appendix to this one with a section called sex magic? I don’t remember my aunts ever mentioning such a thing.”

“What, you expect they’d tell their niece, a teenage witch who might be driven by her hormones and whom her parent’s had put in their care to watch over, about something like that. Of course not, they’d hide it away where she’d never find it.”

“Well I’m a young woman now who is no longer in their care so tell me where the book is.”

“I could, or maybe I could let you find it another way. Maybe Roland could help.”

“Salem, either you tell me where the book is right now or I spike your supper with castor oil! Again.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

Sabrina zapped in a bottle and picked it up, holding it so the cat could see. “Oh look, they’ve improved their product. Extra strength to handle the really tough cases.”

“It’s in the northeast corner of the attic! Under a loose floorboard under the sea trunk with the moose head on top of it that smells like mothballs, hairballs, and three day old garbage!” Salem quickly said, a terrified look on his face.

The young witch was quickly out the door and on her way to the attic, the cat and the bottle of castor oil already forgotten.

*****

Half an hour later Sabrina was back in her room looking through the appendix book at various spells her aunts had never mentioned. And in most cases she wished Salem had never told her the book even existed as the spells scared the shit out of her. But these were unimportant at the moment and could hold off for another time when she didn’t have more pressing matters. Right now she needed to look into the section on sex magic and find a discovery spell.

Sabrina quickly turned to the sex magic section and began to read the various spells, her mind racing with the possibilities. When Salem had said a spell for discovering who had used magic to enlarge a woman’s breasts and caused her pubic region to go completely bald and stay that way was under the heading of sex magic, Sabrina couldn’t believe her ears. Surely such things would be under spells concerning a persons anatomy as she expected sex magic to concern spells used during sex for things like continuous orgasms and such. But the sex magic seemed to be a catch all section for anything that might have something to do with sex.

There were spells concerning fetishes. Spells concerning both men’s and women’s orgasms, their durations, and their strengths. Spells concerning erogenous zones. Sex change spells that made the man brew she’d been introduced to back in high school look like something you’d buy in a joke shop. Spells for whipping up phantom lovers for when you couldn’t get someone in bed with you. A spell to turn women into nymphomaniacs. Spells for various sex toys. And so on.

“Hey, did you know there’s a spell in here for an ejaculating vibrator?” Sabrina asked, already feeling aroused again at looking at all these sex spells.

“Yes,” Salem replied, “and believe me, it’s a pretty useful spell. My youngest cousin on my mom’s side used it cause she was too ugly to ever get a date, much less a husband, and beauty spells had no effect on her. That’s how she ended up having kids. Of course you have to be careful if you use it. Best side effect to hope for is that your kid looks to be made out of plastic. But you could end up being turned into a pocket pussy if your not careful. My cousin ended up being a living inflatible sex doll, with about eighty kids.”

“Eighty kids? Salem, tell me you’re joking.”

“I would not joke about such things where the ejaculating vibrator is concerned,” Salem said in a haughty voice. “Having an extremely large family is one of the possible side effects. Other realm doctors have learned that it sometimes takes total control of a woman so she can’t stop herself from using it, even while pregnant. As soon as she gives birth to one she is often pregnant again the following day. And this pregnancy only last three weeks instead of nine months. You rapidly go through the full nine months in a short time and are already fertile again as soon as you give birth.”

“Okay, that’s one spell I’ll never try using.” Sabrina flipped through a few more spells until she finally found the one she was looking for. “Salem, I don’t think this spell is going to work.”

“Why not?”

“Because it calls for breast milk from every woman in the house in which it is cast as well as from the victim. Along with the victim’s own cum. Now I can probably get Libby to cum for me and get her juices for the spell. But she certainly isn’t lactating at the moment and neither am I. And unless Roxi and Morgan have been hiding something from me, I don’t think they are either.”

“So you just cast a lactation spell out of that book.”

Sabrina smacked her forehead with her palm for being such an idiot. She’d already seen the lactation spell under fetishes, so why had Salem had to tell her to use it? Yet before she could turn back to the spell, the front door rang. With a groan, she got up to see who it was, making sure this time she was fully clothed.

*****

“And this is the kitchen,” Sabrina said to Carol, their second boarder to arrive that day. “Anything in the fridge, freezer, or cabinets without someone’s name on it is free for anyone to have. Pretty much we all chip in and buy the groceries for the household rather than merely for ourselves. But of course there is the odd occasion where we have to have something and don’t want to share. Or can’t share because of food allergies.”

“So I should pretty much be willing to buy for the household most of the time,” Carol replied. A mousy woman, she had extremely blond hair, that almost looked to be platinum blond, which she wore in a ponytail that hung down just past her shoulders. She was very petite, looking more like she should be sixteen rather than twenty-five as her driver’s license indicated. Though her glasses and the way she carried herself somehow managed to suggest her license was right.

“Pretty much,” Sabrina agreed, though her mind was elsewhere. After seeing the discovery spell, Sabrina had been wondering why it required the breast milk of every woman in the house in addition to Libby’s. But she’d at first been gratified that she only had to worry about four women. Now after meeting Carol, she wished Morgan had told her who their boarders were going to be so she could begin to figure out how many women she’d have to cast the lactation spell on. “So that’s pretty much the basics of the house. Anything else you’ll come to know in time, but please ask Roxi, Morgan, or myself about them before you explore them. Are there any questions you’d like to ask me?”

Carol timidly shook her head, blushing at the very idea of bothering one of her new landladies already. It was obvious she just wanted to get settled into her new room and adjust to this place before saying or doing anything that would involve people she didn’t well know as yet. But Sabrina wasn’t yet ready to let her go without first learning a little more about her.

“So, if you don’t mind my asking, what do you do for a living?”

“I make hardcore sex movies,” Carol replied.

Sabrina’s jaw dropped from this unexpected response. Carol certainly didn’t look or seem like the type to her, especially not with her small breasts. “You’re a porn star?”

“Yes. Oh, I know what you’re thinking, I don’t look it. But I’ll tell you something, the industry loves women like me who look much younger than they really are.”

“But you look sixteen! You’re telling me that the industry is a bunch of.....”

“Gotcha,” Carol laughed. “Actually I work for the science museum in Boston as a curator. Besides, I doubt the porn industry would actually want someone who looks as young as I do since everyone would say they were making those types of films you were thinking about. And those are against the law, you know.”

“Oh, right.” Sabrina tried to recover from her shock, but she couldn’t quite shake the thought that maybe some of what Carol had said had not been a joke at all.

        One day in fifth grade we were in my room, playing video games and listening to music.  We had finished a game when she said, “Beth,” not looking at me.  She seemed embarrassed about something. 

 

        “Yeah?” I answered.

       

        “Uh, do you ever touch yourself…you know…down there?”

 

        “Huh?  What are you talking about?’

     

        “You know, inside your panties, do you ever touch yourself there?”

       

        “Well, I guess so.  I mean, I take baths and stuff and I have to wash.”

       

        “I don’t mean that.  Do you ever touch it just for fun…just to make it feel good?  Does it feel good when you wash it?”

          

        Actually, she was sorta weirding me out.  “I dunno; I guess so.  Never really noticed.  Why?”

 

        “I do.”  She was speaking really softly, like she was afraid someone would hear.  “It feels really good, sorta makes me feel tingly and out of breath.  Does it feel good when you touch your button?”

       

        “What button?”

 

        She was beginning to lose patience.  Sara is a really good friend, but she can be bossy and impatient sometimes.  “Oh jeez, you don’t know anything!  Here, let me show you.”  And she began to lower her shorts. 

 

        “Sara!” I exclaimed, “you aren’t going to take off your pants right here, are you?” 

 

        “Well sure; you’re so dumb you won’t understand unless I show  you.”

  

        And she did.  She pulled her shorts right down, and the little white panties followed, and there I was, looking at her little pink cunny.  I had never seen anyone’s cunny but mine, and I hadn’t actually looked at mine much.  It was sorta cute, looked a little like a pink peach. 

 

        “Here, see, here’s my button,” and she pulled open the top of her cunny.  Sure enough, a little knob was sticking out there.

       

        “That’s it?  That’s all you were talking about?”  I wasn’t impressed.

 

        She grinned.  “Yeah, but watch.”  She started touching herself, not right on her button, but sorta around and below it, just tickling herself on other parts of her cunny.  And a couple of times she closed her eyes, obviously enjoying it.  Soon, though, she moved up and began circling the button with her fingers, and sure enough, she began to breathe more quickly and more heavily.  When she finally began to rub and push right on the button, she really panted and jerked, and finally let out a deep sigh and lay back on the bed.  It sure looked like she enjoyed it.

       

        “Oh wow, that was nice.  See?”  Well yeah, I did see, and it did look like she had fun.  “Why don’t you try it?” 

 

        I was afraid that my mom would come up and catch us, and also afraid that maybe I wouldn’t do it right and Sara would laugh at me.  She did stuff like that sometimes.  “Maybe later.  Mom might catch us.”  She pulled up her pants and we went back to playing video games and didn’t say any more about it.

 

        That night, though, I thought about it again when I was taking my bath.  For the first time, I noticed that it did feel good when I washed my cunny, and I guess I washed it a little longer and more thoroughly than usual.  After I rinsed off, I decided to do what Sara had done and see if it felt good for me, too.  I started touching myself, just using my whole hand and stroking my cunny really lightly, like petting a puppy.  She was right, it did feel sorta tingly, like something was tickling me inside my stomach.  I let a couple of fingers run through my little slit, and that felt good, too.  I was going to like this. 

   

Finally I moved my fingers up and touched my button, and I gasped and sorta jumped in the water.  Wow, did that feel good!  I can’t exactly describe it, but I wanted to do it lots more, and I did.  I began to massage it like she did, circling my fingers around it and sorta sneaking up on it, rubbing back and forth on the sides.  I tried pushing it side to side, and by that time I was really panting.  I started rubbing it really hard, and in another minute or so the tingles got really strong, like I got shocked, and my legs trembled.  Golly, it felt good!

   

        Of course, after doing it that once, I started doing it a lot, and I found other things that felt good.  Sometimes I would take some of my skin lotion and rub it on and just play with my cunny without touching the little button.  That way I could do it a long time and it just kept feeling good.  And I experimented and found out that I could put a finger into my little trickle hole and wiggle it around.  That felt good, too, but in a different way.  Sometimes that would make me really tingle.  And of course, when Sara and I reached puberty and started to grow titties, we could play with them, too.  Sometimes we did it together, and I think those were the nicest times.

   

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        A year or more later we were doing it in her room when no one else was home.  We were naked, facing each other on her bed, touching ourselves and seeing who could cum first.  “Beth,” she said.  Long pause when I didn’t answer ‘cause I was busy.  “What if we touched each other?” 

    

I was already breathing pretty fast, not paying much attention, but I did catch the “each other.”  Any other time I probably would have said no, but right then I was turned on and the idea of a different kind of touching was pretty exciting.  I didn’t answer, but moved over close to her and put my hand on her right titty.  It was pretty little, of course, like mine, but it felt all warm and squooshy and interesting in my hand.  Her little nipple was all hard, and I played with it the way I like to play with mine.  Just for a moment she stopped playing with her pussy (an older girl had told us to call it that), closed her eyes, bit at her lip, and began breathing even harder.  I felt her tremble, and reached over to stroke the other titty.  She leaned into my hands, pressing her tits into them, and it wasn’t long before she was gasping.  “Touch my clitty.  Please.”  The girl had told us what to call the little button, too.

  

        I moved a hand down between her legs and touched her pussy the way we both liked, gently stroking and teasing toward her clitty.  As I touched it she grabbed my hand and pushed on it, making me rub the little knob really hard.  In just a few seconds she began to push her pussy toward me repeatedly in the hardest orgasm either of us had yet had.  My hand was very wet.

       

        She just lay back panting hard for a little while, her body still jerking occasionally.  “Wow.”  Another twitch or two.  “Wow.  We should have done that before.  Give me just a moment more and I’ll do you.”  I was panting almost as much as she was.  It was really exciting to touch someone else that way, and I went back to working my own pussy with a vengeance. 

    

        “Here, let me do that.”  She pushed my hand away and began stroking me as I had done her, gently, but touching it all over.  “Feels different when someone else touches it, doesn’t it?”  I wanted her to touch my clitty but decided to wait til she chose to do it.  It wasn’t long til she did, rubbing it hard.  Then she surprised me, leaning over to lick my left titty and suck on the nipple.  Just a few seconds and that was all for me.  I began bouncing on the bed like a trampoline artist, panting furiously.  It felt like my whole body was on fire, and I just closed my eyes and let it happen. 

    

        “Wow yourself,” I finally told her.  “It was already feeling good, but when you sucked on my titty my body just went nuts.”

    

        “Yeah, I thought you would like that.  I wanted you to feel as good as I did.”

    

        We lay back on the bed together, gently touching each other all over, really not in a sexual way, just caresses.  But even that sent those little charges through our bodies.  It was a really nice afternoon til we heard her mom come in and had to dress quickly.

   

        It was a couple of years later, summer after eighth grade, I believe,  and we were walking home from the park.  “Beth,” she said quietly, “have you ever let a boy touch you?” 

  

        I didn’t have to ask what she meant.  By that time we had touched a lot.  “Golly no, have you?”

 

        “Well, remember a few weeks ago when we had the swimming party at Jeff’s house?  Bret Tate was looking awfully cute that day, and after we swam a while we sneaked into the house and ducked into a closet to make out.  We had been going a while and got pretty hot, and he sorta slowly slid his hand up and touched my titty.”

 

        “Gosh, what did you do?”

 

        “Why, I let him do it, of course.  No boy had ever touched me that way, and I thought it might be fun.”

  

        I was not too sure what I thought about this.  “So how did it feel?”

    

        “Well, he didn’t know what to do.  I think it’s the first time he ever touched a titty.  He just sorta sneaked up on it and when he found out I wouldn’t stop him he just grabbed it and squeezed a little.  Not so hard that it hurt, but he didn’t caress it and tease it the way you do.”  Her voice got even quieter.  “And that’s not all.”

    

        “Oh jeez, Sara, what else?  C’mon, don’t hold out on me.”

   

        Quieter.  “See, I knew he had a hard-on; I could see the way he was squirming around, trying to get it situated right.  And I just couldn’t resist.  I never touched one before, so I moved my hand down and touched it.  Actually, sorta wrapped my fingers around it, as much as I could through his suit.”

 

        “Omigod, Sara, what did it feel like?”

 

        “Well, it was really straight and stiff.  I couldn’t imagine having something like that in my pants.  I squeezed it a little bit, and it was really weird.  Like, it’s really soft and smooth on the outside, but when you squeeze a little, it’s really hard on the inside.  And it’s like the skin on the outside isn’t connected or something.  I’m probably not saying it right, but when I moved it around a little bit he seemed to like it, so I kept doing that.”

 

        “Omigod.”  I just couldn’t imagine touching a boy’s thing, especially when it was hard.  We had been taught a little about that in sex ed, but they really don’t teach you that part.  I was very quiet a little while, thinking about it.  “So what happened then?”

 

        “Well, we were still kissing – he really is a good kisser – and feeling each other, and after a while he sorta jerked a few times.  I think he came in his swim suit.  It seemed like that embarrassed him, ‘cause he stopped after that and wanted to go back to the party.”

    

        “Wow, Sara.”  I just didn’t know what to say.  I thought about that the rest of the way home, trying to imagine what it would be like to hold a guy’s thing.  Just couldn’t get it out of my mind. 

 

        A few weeks later I was walking home from town and met Jeff.  He and I had liked each other for several months and made out some, so when we got to my house I asked him if he wanted to come in for a soda.  I knew my mom would be out for the afternoon and I was thinking about what Sara had said and feeling sorta naughty.  I wanted to find out for myself.

 

        We sat in the kitchen and talked for a while, you know, the usual stuff, and I asked him if he had ever seen my room.  Subtle?  Well, maybe not, but it was the best I could do.  So we went up and I showed him my game system (his is better) and my CD collection (mine is better) and we talked a little more and sorta ran out of topics.  Finally I decided to dive right into it and see what happened.

 

        “Jeff,” I asked him, “this may seem sorta weird, but have you ever seen a girl naked?”  He turned a bright shade of red and sorta stammered.  Finally shook his head.  “Would you like to?”  His eyes brightened and he nodded.  “One thing, though.  If I take my clothes off, you have to take yours off, too.”  Well, that got him.  He wanted to see me, but he was too shy to undress, too.

  

        “C’mon, Jeff, it won’t hurt you.  I’ve never seen a boy naked, either, and I want to.  C’mon.”  To encourage him, I unbuttoned my shorts and began to raise my t-shirt.  He was hooked and began to raise his shirt, too.  I was not wearing a bra, so his eyes were soon bugging out at my tits, which were, and still are, a bit small, but round and very nicely shaped. 

     

He was dawdling, though.  “Jeff, get the shorts off, or I’ll put my shirt back on and we’ll forget it.”  I knew why he was dawdling.  He had a hard-on and he didn’t want me to see it.  “Do it, Jeff,” and I reached for my shirt again.  Finally he gave up and let them drop, and I could see the tent in his underwear.  God, even that was exciting to me!  I dropped my shorts, too, letting him see my white panties with the pink butterflies.  He stared straight at my crotch, even though he really wasn’t seeing much more than he would if I had my swimsuit on.  I think he could see the outline of my slit, though.

        

“OK, Jeff, we’re down to our underwear.  Let’s do this together.  Ready?  One, two, three,” and we both dropped our underwear to the floor and stared at the other.  By that age we both had just a little wispy pubic hair, but he could see my pussy just about as well as I could see his hard penis.  I was fascinated by it.  It just stood there proudly, pointing up and out and bobbing a bit as the blood pulsed (I didn’t know that then).  I really wanted to touch it. 

   

His eyes were glued to my body, too, and he couldn’t decide whether to look at my tits or my pussy.  He wanted to touch, too, and we were both breathing more quickly.  I smiled at him.  “Well, what do you think?” I asked him.  “Do you like what you see?” 

    

“You’re beautiful,” he told me.  “I never knew a girl could be so beautiful.  Wow.”  He just kept staring.

    

I walked over close and kissed him.  “You’re beautiful, too, Jeff.  Would you like to touch me?”  He nodded.  “Come over and sit on the bed.  You can touch me where you like.  Just be gentle.”  When he sat down, I stood in front of him and took his hand and laid it on my titty, showing him how to caress it and play with the nipple.  He learned quickly and soon was starting to get me heated up.

 

“May I touch, too?” I asked.  He looked down at his erection as if he had just remembered it, and probably that was true.  But he had conquered the embarrassment. 

  

“Sure,” he told me.  “Want me to show you how, too?”  He was definitely getting the idea of this thing.

 

“Yeah, OK.”  He took my hand and showed me how to rim the head and stroke that really sensitive place just below it.  Also how to lift his balls and squeeze them gently.  Then he put my hand around his cock and showed me how hard to squeeze it and how to move my hand up and down to give him pleasure.  After a couple of minutes, I saw that he was getting really excited, and I wanted more, too.

   

“Jeff, I’m ready for you to touch me at the other place.”  That was the fun part.  I just couldn’t wait to see how it would feel to have a boy touch my pussy.  I sat down, opened my legs wide and showed him how to stroke lightly all around my pussy and tease me.  Then I made his finger touch my vagina and let it slip through my slit, up and down, to make it really slick.  This was feeling good!  I let him do that for a while, then showed him my clit.  I had him circle it gently and move some of my juices there for lubrication, then told him to rub it, back and forth, side to side, getting more juice, pushing on it, going back to my vagina.  I even had him push his finger a little ways inside me.  God, it felt good!  I was panting and really getting close.  And during all of this I had kept jacking his penis and he was getting pretty  excited, too.

  

I won the race and bounced up and down on the bed against his hand as I had my orgasm.  He was pushing his cock hard against my hand and trying his best to come, and just a minute or so later it happened.  He began to shoot out white stuff, three, four, five times, getting it all over his front and my hand.  Very warm and sticky stuff.  It was fascinating to watch it shoot and just as fascinating to feel his penis going soft afterwards.  I just kept holding it.    

 

When it was over, we just sat there, still touching each other’s genitals, amazed at the experience and not sure what to do next.  “Jeez, that was wonderful, Beth,” he told me.  “I never did that before.”

 

“I haven’t, either, Jeff.  It was great.  “Don’t you want to kiss me?”  He grinned and leaned over, giving me a hug and a good long kiss with plenty of tongue.  This boy could kiss, too.  “Guess we’d better clean up,” I told him. 

  

I got a warm washcloth and we cleaned up each other.  He kept staring at my body.  “Wow, you’re pretty,” he said several times.  He washed my pussy far longer than it really needed, but I didn’t complain.  And my eyes didn’t leave that lovely penis, either.  As I washed it, it began to stiffen a bit.  I really wanted to jack him off again, but I didn’t.  On impulse, though, I leaned down and gave it a quick kiss.  Don’t know why.  That was a wonderful afternoon, too.

  

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I guess it was near the end of our soph year when Sara called one Sunday afternoon.  “Hey, can you come over?” 

  

Well, I was just bummin’ around, so I told her, “Sure, I guess.  Be over in a few minutes.”

 

When I got there she was waiting for me and took me straight to her room, closing the door.  “What’s the big secret?” I asked her.

  

She was talking almost in a whisper.  “I did it.”

   

“Did what?”

 

“I did it,” she repeated.  “I did IT!”

 

“Omigod, Sara, you don’t mean it!  Who?  Where?  When?  Omigod.  How did it feel?  Tell me everything.”  Well yeah, I guess I was a little excited.

  

“Yeah, I’ll tell you if you’ll shut up.  I’ve gotta tell somebody and who’s my best friend?”  I zipped my lips and sat quietly.

 

“It was last night.  Rich and I went to an early movie, then drove out to the old quarry.”  Rich was her current steady and the old quarry was everyone’s favorite make-out place.  “We were going at it pretty heavy, had our pants off and everything, and we were both pretty heated up.  I was jacking him and he had a finger in me, and when he wanted to go all the way I just couldn’t say no.” 

 

“Wow, what did it feel like?  Was it good?”

  

“Well, he was sorta in a hurry, afraid someone would drive up and catch us, so we couldn’t do it very long.  But it felt nice.”

 

“Did it hurt?”

 

“No.  You know I broke my cherry a long time ago with that dildo, and his cock isn’t any bigger than that.  But it didn’t feel like the dildo.  It felt really hot inside me.  I didn’t know it would feel hot like that.  And it was alive.  A real live cock, not just a piece of rubber.”

 

“Did you cum?

 

“No, we stopped too soon, but it was still nice.  I’m glad I did it.”

 

Well, you know where we are headed here.  After Sara lost her virginity I began to want to do it, too.  Only problem was, I didn’t have a steady and I didn’t want to do it with just any guy off the street.  I could only give up my virginity once and wanted it to be meaningful in at least a small way.   

 

I finally decided on Jeff.  We had stayed good friends and dated occasionally, and it seemed sorta fitting that the boy who had first seen me naked should be the one who took my cherry.  I wanted to plan this carefully, and it would not be done in the back of a car.  It would be in my bedroom, on a clean bed, and I would find a time when we would not be hurried and afraid of being caught.  I was a little nervous, though; I had not broken my hymen like Sara had, so it was going to hurt some.  Oh well, other girls survived it, and I was sorta pleased that Jeff would actually be able to see the evidence.

 

It took a couple of months to find a Saturday afternoon when my parents would be safely out of town all day.  I talked with Jeff a few days before and told him what I had in mind, and he was so sweet.  He took me in his arms and gave me the gentlest, most tender kiss I have ever had.  “Thank you,” he said, “we’ll make this something to remember.”  Jeff was not a virgin, so I knew that he would know what to do.

    

That afternoon, I showered, brushed my hair so that it almost glowed, and put on just the tiniest dab of perfume.  Then came the sexiest little frilly bra you ever saw, with a matching frilly thong that my Mom didn’t know I owned.  God, I felt sexy!  When I finished dressing I looked into the mirror and saw that my face was flushed with excitement.  I couldn’t wait.

  

Jeff was right on time, and I could see that he was freshly scrubbed and excited, too.  He took me into his arms and gave me a sweet, leisurely kiss just full of promise.  We strolled to my room with arms around each other, and I swear, I was in love.  I felt so good!  Guess Jeff did, too; he was already hard.

 

When we reached my room he took me into his arms and kissed me again, a much longer and more passionate kiss this time.  My heart was already racing and I was trembling with excitement.  “Let’s undress each other,” he suggested.  “Slowly.”

 

He leaned over and kissed me again, a little light kiss, as he unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off.  I was unbuttoning his shirt, too, finishing almost the same time, and slipped his t-shirt off, too.  I think he just about blew a gasket when he saw my bra.  That little frilly thing lifted my little breasts (which didn’t need lifting) without concealing much.  He was very hard, squirming and smiling.

 

We did much the same with our pants and then stood there, admiring each other and remembering the last time we did this.  His tent was larger this time, though.  “My turn,” he said, as he kissed me again and reached behind me to unhook the bra.  I was visibly trembling at this point, but not because of cold or fright.  I wanted him so badly. 

 

He lowered the bra very slowly, almost teasing himself as my breasts came into view, then leaned over and tenderly kissed each nipple.  I was wet and already felt that I was about to cum.  Only the underwear remained.  “Shall we do it like last time?” he asked quietly.  I smiled and nodded, and we whispered, “One, two, three” as we dropped them together.

 

And like the last time, we stood and admired each other.  His body was gorgeous:  trim, cleanly muscled, fit and ready.  As before, I stood and stared at his cock, tall and beautiful, saluting my body as only it can.  Jeff was looking at me the same way, and I saw a generous drop of pre-cum form on the tip.  He was ready, too.  I knelt down and kissed the head, sipping that drop, then gently urged him to the bed. 

 

We lay for a few minutes, kissing and caressing bodies, playing with genitals, loving.  “I want to taste you,” he told me. 

 

“I want to taste you, too.”  I moved over him into 69 position and took his cock into my mouth.  It tasted so sweet and warm and alive.  I very slowly moved my hand up and down the shaft as I laved my tongue about the head, sipping and sucking.  His movements told me that I was doing what he wanted.

 

Meanwhile, he was doing wonderful things to my pussy.  At first, his tongue just flicked lightly, touching and licking my outer lips and inner thighs, teasing me.  He kissed all around it, tickling it with his tongue, finally planting a very wet one right on my slit, sliding his tongue up and down.  I was not far from orgasm. 

 

I slipped off him and turned around.  “Now, Jeff, please.  I want you to go inside me, take my cherry, love me all the way.”  I was almost delirious. 

 

He reached over, quickly slid on a condom, and poised himself over me.  As he kissed me, I felt him position his cock at my entrance, and as he pressed down, I felt my hymen stretch, then resist.  “Are you ready, sweetheart?” 

 

I could only gasp.  “Do it.”  He kissed me hard, sucking and battling with his tongue, then pushed strongly forward.  I felt my cherry tear with a very sharp pain, then I was filled as never before.  I didn’t cry out, but my eyes were full of tears, not only for the pain, but because I had just become a woman and would never forget the moment. 

 

Once he was inside, he stopped, allowing me a breather and time to adjust.  Slowly he began to move in and out, going deeper each time.  The pain went away.  Soon he was completely in, stroking me powerfully, and I was panting uncontrollably.  “Ogodogodogod, Jeff, it’s so wonderful.  Ogod,” I gasped, “Oh.”  I began to push back to him on each stroke, and it was heaven.  He was kissing me and whispering sweet things and I was crying because it was too wonderful to be real. 

 

“Sweetheart, I’m awfully close.  How’re you doing?”

 

“Almost there, Jeff; it’s starting…NOW!!!”  I slammed into him as hard as I could, my pussy grabbing and squeezing him as orgasm claimed my body.  Over and over I pushed, and soon he grunted and jerked in his own moment of bliss.  For a little while we were animals, lost in the throes of the ecstasy that we shared.  I held him and crushed his body to mine, wanting us as close as possible in this most intimate of moments.             

 

Finally our bodies began to calm, and he kissed me once more before moving off to lie beside me and hold me close.  Neither of us could speak for a while.  I, at least, was simply overwhelmed.  Finally I raised up onto an elbow and kissed him.  “Thank you, Jeff.  I don’t think any woman ever felt more love as she surrendered her virginity.  I really will remember it the rest of my life.”

 

“I know,” was all he said, but I saw a small tear in his eye, too. 

 

We lay there cuddling for a long time, a half hour or more, speaking little, absorbing what just happened to us.  I believe it was special to him, too.  I hope so.

  

                       

 

      

       

 

         

               

 

                         

         

               

   

         

       

       

 

 

 

 

Sally didn't like the younger boys who were Billy's friends until we were ninth graders. She'd been getting fucks from her present classmates and those who left her behind in school.

Her parents were lax enough or absent enough that she could fuck just about every day after school if she wanted.

Billy pimped a little more.

"If you want her cunt, you'll need twenty dollars" he proclaimed.

That would be a Saturday's worth of lawn cutting in those days. I said I'd work on it.

What financed my adventure was my birthday. Grandma gave me twenty-five dollars! I was going to fuck it away! I told my grandma I needed a new tire for my bike.

I told Billy about my new-found wealth and he said he'd try to get me an appointment. Two days later the deal was made. I would ride my bike to his house after school on Thursday.

Both Billy and Sally were there when I arrived. Billy said he was taking off for an hour.

Sally said "Hello Jimmy. I like you more than Billy's other friends".

I thought that was a good start. She asked for the money. All twenty.

Girls wore dresses to school in those days and Sally was so attired. She led me to her bedroom, unbuttoned her dress and took it off. I stared at her in just bra and panties.

"Take your clothes off, Silly!" she ordered.

"Oh...yeah...sure" I stuttered.

She removed her bra and I was staring again. She had a lot more development than any girlfriend I'd ever had and they'd barely let my fingers slide under their bras. In cock rose in my shorts. Sally noticed and squeezed her tits for me.

"You can play with them" she said, " it feels good". I was still speechless.

She took her panties down and showed me her patch of black hair. She spread her pussy to show my day's target and rubbed her cunt.

"You can make this feel good too" she said.

I certainly hoped so. She drew me closer.

"Let's see your dick" She said. Sally got it in her hand and gave me a few jerks. I thought i might shoot off right then.

"You'll like this" she said, and sucked my dick!

God! I was going to die! I grabbed at her tits. She lay back and spread her legs.

"Come on, get on me! Now stick it in!" She guided me as she spoke.

Man! My dick was in a cunt! Her hands and legs got me moving and I was ACTUALLY FUCKING !!!

Not for long. I came right away. Oh, damn!

"That's too bad" Sally said sympathetically," We'll try again in a little while. Would you like me to suck it again?"

Damned right I would! She told me to put two fingers in her cunt while she sucked. I'd just shot my load in there. I thought it would be all gooey. It wasn't, or at least I did'nt notice if it was. I played with her tits too.

She giggled when I squeezed.

She had me lay on my back next and got passionate about sucking. She wanted my finger-fucking intensified too. I was surprised by how rapidly I got another hard-on.

"Oh, that's nice now" she cooed, "I want it in me".

She got me remounted and I was really fucking this time. Sally wrapped her legs around me and bounced her ass to my pumping. She babbled. In a while she squealed. Suddenly her cunt clamped on my dick and I exploded in her. She held me tightly and sighed and moaned.

"That was a good one" she opined.

I thought so too. We kissed.

She rolled me off and jerked my dick. She sucked it a little more too.

"OK, get dressed" she said a few minutes later, "next time it will only be ten dollars".

                                                        THE END

"I know, I\'ll pay you back, I promise, Bill" I gave him an innocent but sexy look. I knew his weaknesses, and I wanted to play up to it. Bill had caught me several times on my computer watching porn instead of doing homework, so our sexualities were fairly open to each other, although we\'d never discussed sex. Besides, I was all-too-aware of his midnight romps with his little whores, so things evened out.

"I\'ll have it for you by the end of next month," I said. Bill sighed and left the room.

The next day, he came to me with a very interesting proposition.

"Have you ever had phone sex, Keri?" This was the first time he had brought up any type of sex since I\'d known him. But I wasn\'t phased.

"Yeah, a few times. It took some getting used to, you know, with the other person not really there and all."

"But talking dirty. Did you like that?" I got the feeling he was coming on to me, but I decided to play along anyway. Hey, older men are more experienced, right? I admit, I was curious as to what exactly he was doing to those women he fucked.

"Yeah. Yeah, I like talking dirty."

"How about this, Keri: if you give me some lessons on \'dirty talk\', I will take care of the rent you owe me."

I didn\'t hesitate. "Alright, sounds like a deal. When do we start?"

"Have you got time right now?"

"Sure thing."

I got up and followed him to his bedroom. Psyched to flirt a bit, and be doing it for rent money. The age difference was a bit strange, but I got over it quickly.

"How do you pick the women you fuck, Bill?" I asked as I laid across his bed.

He sat down next to me. "Hmm, well I usually like pretty young girls, but they\'re hard to catch at my age. I pick the ones who look younger and seem like they\'d be a good fuck."

I put on my sexiest voice and most seductive expression and asked, "How do you like to fuck?"

"I like when a girl wants to suck on my hard cock, and when she begs for me to stick it in her little wet cunt, I love it when she wants my hot cum." said Bill. I smirked. He needed no lessons from me, he just wanted to have a little fun. I was certainly up for this game.

"Mmmm I LOVE cum. I love to swallow it, I love it on my face, in my pussy, or anywhere on my body. I get so horny when I think about that white, warm jizz all over me, on me or inside of me." Bill\'s cock came to life.

"Are you horny now, baby?"

"Oooh I\'m so horny. All I want is a nice thick cock up my little wet pussy. I want to suck your dick and then let you pump my cunt full of your hot cum! Do you want to fill my tight pussy, Bill? You wanna pound that hard cock into my little cunt?" By now I had my hand over the bulge in his crotch, knowing things were going to go farther than I had planned.

"I\'m gonna fuck you so hard, Keri," he whispered in my ear with a rough voice,"Suck my dick," he said when I unbuttoned his pants. I took all of him into my mouth at once, swallowing the head, tasting his precum. "Look at me, Keri. Yeah, you look so hot when I fuck your face. Take it!" I moaned in pleasure. I really do love sucking cock.

He withdrew from my mouth and started rubbing his dick on my face. I was on all fours and he was looking down at me saying."Your pretty face looks so dirty with my cock rubbing up against it. You look like a slut. You dirty little cock-lovin slut! Who\'s my little slut?"

"I\'m your little slut, Bill. I love your thick cock mmm you taste so good!" I removed all of my clothing and finished undressing him.

"You want more cock, Keri? Does my little slut want some hot man-meat shoved up her cunt?"

"Ohh, yes Bill, please! Pound my little pussy! I want to feel your dick rammed into me! I want your cock, I want your cum, fuck me, fuck me Bill!"

He bent me over his bed and started rubbing my very wet pussy. He rubbed the spongy head of his cock around the folds of my sex. Finally, he jabbed his cock into me and I moaned as he fucked me, hard.

"You like that baby? You like it when I fuck your little teen cunt?"

"Oh yes, Bill, pound my little pussy, pump me full of your hot cum!"

He started pounding faster in and out of my pussy and rubbing my clit at the same time, and I screamed. My scream was what did it for him. He was cumming. Bill was gonna shoot his jizz in my pussy.

"Cum," I said," cuuuummmm!!!" And Bill pumped his hot load right into my little cunt.

Needless, to say, I never have to pay rent again ;)

His fantasy was that his mum would secretly know or find out, and eventually have sex with him, which would develop into a secret affair where they would fuck everytime they were home alone or knew they couldn't be caught, even though he knew it was crazy and against the odds. He didn't know why he was attracted to her, she wasn't the prettiest of women or in the best shape but he liked that. She was a plump size 18, and the chubbyness didn't bother him at all, mainly because her breasts obviously seemed bigger, and he thought her big bum was sexy.

He was busy wanking in the thong, wondering why his mum had thongs and g-strings only to never wear them, which led to thoughts of her sexy big ass in one of her thongs bending over the bed for him. It drove him crazy, he jerked faster feeling his orgasm approach but it happened too fast, his hot cum spurted out of his cock into the thong and onto his hand bringing him great pleasure and relief, which turned to shock. What would he do to not be found out? He had never gone as far as to wank into her panties, so he panicked. He cleaned himself up and hid the thong until he could wash it in secret.

Later that day his mum came home from work, and as usual he acted innocent like nothing had gone on while he was alone. Sticking to his own tradition he made sure he was upstairs somewhere he could walk by his mothers room watchin her strip to her bra and panties from her uniform. His mother never was too bothered that her son could see her hardly dressed or totally naked because it never occured to her that he was secrety watching and becoming sexually aroused.

She started talking to him about her day as he stood trying to make sure his mum couldn't see his stiffening member, desperate to escape the prison of his jeans. She had now changed into different clothes and made her excuses to be alone. Gary left his mother's room wondering why she wanted to be alone.

In her room, Gary's mum started looking for what she could wear tonight to try get some attention from her husband. She was becoming increasingly sexually frustrated with him for not paying attention so she decided to treat him to some nice sexy underwear to tempt him  into satisfying her growing craving for some cock. This was when she noticed that out of all her sexy thongs, her black one was missing and wasn't waiting in the laundry to be washed because she hadn't worn it recently. Her only other option was to ask Gary despite thinking he would also not know anything about it.

She walked into Gary's room to find him attending to his new erection he had gotten looking at his mum's body and she saw him drop something as he saw her enter before covering himself back up and fastening his jeans.

"Jesus mum, can't you at least knock??" he said.

"Sorry, but i was going to ask you something, it wasn't important but i also think i have worked out the answer" she paused as Gary stared at her blankly, slight fear spreading across his face.

"Gary, what did you drop when i entered? was it by any chance my black thong??"

Gary felt a lump in his throat, this was it, he had been caught. There was nothing to do but come clean.

"erm.." he stammered,

"well?? spit it out son!!" his mum hurried him along.

"well mum, yeah it was....i'm so sorry, things got out of hand and i thought i'd wash it in secret before you found out", he admitted shyly.

"find out what??" before she realised she already knew, "oh my god have you cum in my thong you filthy little bastard??"

Gary could tell she was getting angry so he kept apologisin trying to calm her.

"Give it here Gary, i'll wash it, and just wait until i tell your father what you've been doing, he can think of your punishment!"

With that he handed over the cum-soaked thong, as his mother snatched it from him and left slamming the door. He slumped onto the bed and felt like crying but didn't, instead he waited around trying not to think what his mum and dad would say and do as punishment.

Several hours later his dad came home and tea was ready, Gary's dad telling his mum about his day, while Gary sat quiet, hoping his mum wouldn't say anything. Tea went by without his mum telling about him, and as soon as he finished, Gary made himself scarce and went to his room, waiting for the inevitable. He kept waiting, and waiting for what seemed an eternity but was merely an hour or two, when his parents came upstairs, his mums plan for her evening of sex ruined, and they just went to bed. Gary could not believe it, had his mum forgot? no surely she couldn't have, this was far too serious to be forgotten by her.

After another half hour his dad had fallen asleep, his bedroom door opened and his mum walked in. He sat up in his bed as his mum quietly walked over and sat at the end of the bed.

"Gary, i didn't tell him.....yet."

"oh thank you" Gary blurted, before his mum could finish,

"but son, i do want an explanation, and no lying to me".

Gary took a big breath and swallowed hard, "here goes" he thought to himself. He explained everything, how it started and when, what he had been doing in her panties all these years and then came to the main part, the reason why.

"..but mum" he said trying to finish up, "it was all because i kept finding myself attracted to you, and often fantasised about you sexually. I'm really sorry mum, i know you will be disgusted but you did say not to lie."

His mum sat there looking shocked, then she let it sink and told her son,

"i thank you for your honesty, i know sometimes developing feelings like that can come naturally to people. Mainly because i was similar with my father, but he never knew, and sometimes because your dad doesn't pay much attention to me i've found myself watching you when you are in your boxers"

"mum what are you trying to say" he interrupted

"well, i'm just saying Gary i was mad at first but now i can understand and it seems we've both been thinking of each other. Did you finish earlier??" she inquired, letting her naughty side show.

"finish what mum?" Gary asked, trying to figure out what she meant

"you know....when i caught you wanking earlier, did you finish??"

"erm...no i couldn't after how angry you got, why?"

"well its obvious now that you will have been thinking about me and seeing you in the act gave me a tingle in my pussy"

"ok mum, this is getting weird now" Gary said, secretly getting excited, was his mother making a move??

"well, like i said Gary, i'm horny too, i feel deprived by your father, so i think you should relax and stop talking"

Before he could reply, Gary felt his mum's hand pulling his boxers down, and he couldn't help but start to harden.

"my my, someones excited aren't they??" she joked

She took his 6 inch cock into her hand and started to stroke it, getting herself aroused because it was the first cock she had touched for a year now. She couldn't control her urges, she started to jerk her sons cock harder, enjoying the moans of pleasure escaping his lips. She watched her own hand moving up and down his shaft, before slowly bending forward and starting to open her mouth. Her lips locked around the head of Gary's penis, and both of them were in heaven, she was finally getting what she craved, while he was finally living a dream of having his own mother suck his cock.

It didn't take much effort on her part to deep throat him, but he enjoyed every second, feeling the warmth of his mum's throat on his cock as she gently massaged his balls. He knew he couldn't last very long as she slowly moved her head up and down, sucking his cock, and licking its head.

"mmmm...thats so good mum....i think i can't hold it much longer.."

His words reminded her that it was her own son she was sucking off, which turned her own more, she could feel a wet patch developing down in her panties as she sucked harder and faster, knowing soon she would be rewarded with warm, sticky cum.

"i want you to cum in my mouth ok Gary??" she told him

"ok" he replied between moans of pure ecstasy, amazed how his mother wanted to eat his load.

The very thoughts drove him over the edge, he bucked slightly and groaned as his first shot of cum spurted out into her throat, she continued to suck, pumping his young cock for all its creamy goodness. The cum wouldn't stop until what seemed like at least 7 spurts, then she proceeded to lick the head clean, lapping it up.

Gary lay back exhuasted as his mum stopped and brought her head back up.

"there, wasn't that fun? but you can't tell your dad!"

"that was fantastic mum, i promise i won't say anything, but please tell me, is this the only thing that will ever happen between us??" he desperatly asked, wanting her to say there would be more.

"well, i suppose i am horny, and your dad never gives me anything, and with you being younger you will always be horny too, so i guess it could be our secret" she said smiling, knowing that she too couldn't wait for whatever happened next.

"thats great" gary said as he sat up and began to kiss his mother on the lips. After a brief kiss she broke it off and said,

"thats enough for tonight, otherwise we'll wake your father, but tomorrow i'm going to phone in sick to work, and we can have some fun all day while he is at work"

She kissed him goodnight before leaving, and Gary lay there, unable to sleep in anticipation of what was to come tomorrow, he was finally getting his fantasy, and it didn't feel wrong to him.

“Are you awake, little one?” he whispered close by and I knew he was standing beside the bed.

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I thought that if I didn’t answer him, he’d think I was asleep and would leave.

Beside, I wasn’t what you’d call a little one, I was nearly 15 years old, how dare he?

I lay there listening to his deep breathing beside me and wondered why he was still standing there in the dark beside my bed.

The next thing I knew, he had his hand on the blanket covering me and he slowly pulled it down the bed, uncovering me.

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Because it’d been so warm lately, I’d taken to wearing only a pair of panties to bed.

So there I was, lying on my bed nearly fully naked in front of him.

I was just glad that there wasn’t enough light for him to see me like this.

I was about to ask him what did he think he was doing, when all of a sudden, I felt his hot hand touch my bare stomach.

How I didn’t scream out in shock, I’ll never know.

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He was running his fingertips around in small circles on my flat stomach.

It actually felt quite nice, plus the fact I wanted to see just what he was up too.

That is the reason I pretended to still be fast asleep.

He ran his fingertips around in circles, gradually making the circles bigger and bigger.

Suddenly I felt his fingers brush up against the bottom part of my breasts.

They stopped making circles and rested just below my breasts.

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My insides were quivering with fear and anticipation as I waited to see what he’d do next.

I knew that I should let him know that I was awake and demand that he leave my bedroom at once, but strangely enough I wanted to find out just how far he was prepared to go.

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“I can always stop him anytime I want him too.” I thought to myself

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I felt his fingers gently cup themselves around my smallish right breast and gently started to massage his fingers into my soft skin.

I’d never had anyone else’s hands touch my body except my own and found this to be both exciting plus scary.

Tiny shivers of pleasure shot through my body as he slowly played with my breast.

He then changed breasts and he did the same to my left breast as he’d done to my right.

He gently tweaked my nipple and I felt myself becoming quite moist down below as a reaction to what he was doing to me.

I knew what he was doing was wrong, but I also knew that I was just as wrong for letting him get this far.

I was about to tell him to stop and leave me alone, when all of a sudden, I felt his warm, wet mouth close around my nipple.

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“Oh God.” I silently screamed out to myself as I felt his wet tongue begin to tease my nipple inside his mouth.

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I knew he was trying to sexually stimulate me and to be quite honest; I didn’t want him to stop.

The feelings his tongue was causing on my nipple had to be felt to be believed.

He was gently squeezing my other nipple with his fingertips while his tongue worked its magic on my left nipple.

My vagina was quite wet by this time and I’d never been this wet before except when I used mum’s vibrator on my clitoris.

I was still very much a virgin as I’d not been with any boys as yet.

I’d always found boys my age group to be too childish, and the older boys scared me because all they’d try to do was to either shove their fingers inside my panties, or try to get me to suck them off.

Many of the older boys had tried to do both with me.

Not one of them had ever bothered taking their time to sexually stimulate me before wanting to have sex.

I won’t say love, as boys never relate fucking with love.

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Yet here was a fully grown man, slowly taking his time to stimulate me and I found it refreshing to say the least, not to mention highly arousing as well.

He took his mouth away from my breasts and I felt the tip of his tongue start to run a line down the middle of my stomach and knew he was heading towards my very moist vagina.

One part of me wanted him to stop before it went too far, but a bigger part of me screamed for him to continue.

Maybe tonight I was about to become a woman.

It’s strange how young teenagers tend to think that once you’ve had sex, then you’re no longer a little girl, but instead are a fully grown woman.

My thinking was no different.

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My stomach was quivering with anticipation as I wondered what it’d be like to have a fully grown man eat me out.

The only reason I knew that men ate women’s vaginas out was because I’d stolen one of mum’s porno films and watched it.

I’d been totally shocked when I watched it, but like most young girls my age, that was the only way you learnt about sex,

You did one of three things, you either heard about it from one of your friends or you saw it on film like I had, or thirdly, you finished up having sex yourself.

I felt his tongue stop just on my panty line.

I wondered if he was about to slip my panties off me and run his tongue all over my vagina and then shove it inside my wet vagina.

But to my surprise, he did nothing.

I wondered why he’d stopped.

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I could hear him breathing heavily near my crotch.

Then I felt his hand touch mine and he gently lifted it from the bed and I felt him moving closer to where I was lying.

He then lowered my hand downwards and to my shock I felt his huge naked cock beneath my fingertips.

He must have come into my bedroom totally naked.

Brian slowly wrapped my fingers around his shaft and squeezed them around his cock.

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“Oh my little one, you don’t know just how long I’ve waited to feel your fingers around my cock.” He whispered.

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He then held my fingers around his cock and slowly began to use my hand to pull himself off with.

After a minute or so, I heard him grunt and then felt something wet and warm cover my fingers and knew he’d just cum.

I felt him remove my hand from around the shaft of his cock and I felt cum dripping from my fingers.

I’d never before felt a man’s cum and the only time I’d seen it was on the movie I’d stolen from mum.

It was very slippery in my fingers and I rubbed my fingers in it.

Just then, he gently took hold of my hand and he used something to clean his mess from my hand and fingers.

Then he covered me back up with the blanket and left the bedroom.

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I was surprised and somewhat disappointed that he’d not tried to eat me out, nor try to actually fuck me.

I wasn’t sure if I would have let him go that far, but now I’d never know.

It was then that I felt something wet in the webbing between my index and middle fingers.

I knew straight away that he’d miss a bit when he’d cleaned my hand.

Slowly I lifted my hand to my nose and sniffed it, there didn’t appear to be any noticeable smell to it.

I don’t know what made me do what I did next, but I poked out the tip of my tongue and licked at the small spot of cum in between my fingers.

It seemed to taste a little bit salty, but other than that, there was no real taste.

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“So that’s what cum tastes like, eh?” I said to myself as I licked my fingers clean.

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I couldn’t go to sleep as I was still very much sexually aroused, so I had to use my fingers to masturbate with, as I’d replaced mum’s vibrator back in her bedside drawer.

It took only a minute or so before I reach my orgasm.

Lying there sexually satisfied for now at least, I thought about what Brian had done to me tonight.

Half of me wanted to let mum know what’d happened and the other half wanted him to come back and finish the job he’d started.

At long last, my brain stopped being so overactive and I fell into an uneasy sort of sleep.

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In the morning, Brian had a bit of trouble looking me in the eyes.

I wasn’t surprised as he’d sexually molestered me last night.

But I could feel his hot glaze on my body every time I had my back to him.

I wondered if he’d try to molest me again.

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It was a full week before he once again got the chance to have another go at me, because mum had to work back again that night.

Once again, it was about half an hour after I’d gone to bed that he sneaked into my bedroom.

To be honest, I’d been half expecting him to try once he knew mum was working back.

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“Are you asleep sweetheart?” he asked in a whisper.

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At least he didn’t call me “little one” I thought to myself as I grinned into the darkness.

I laid there pretending to be fast asleep, wondering if he’d get me to pull him off again, or would he in fact go even further this time.

This time, because I thought that  he’d come into my bedroom when he thought I’d be fast asleep, I’d taken my panties off before I got into bed.

When he pulled my blanket down off me, I was totally naked.

Because the room was in darkness, I knew he couldn’t see that I was totally nude.

But I also knew that if he did the same as he did last week, he’d soon find out.

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I felt his fingers touch my left breast and he started to gently massage his finger in and around it, it wasn’t long before his warm mouth covered my right breast and I thought that he was going to repeat last weeks actions.

He sucked on both breasts as he’d done last week and when he started to run the tip of his tongue down the centre of my stomach, I could barely control myself.

It’s a wonder he didn’t hear my heart beating wildly inside my chest.

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This time, when his tongue reached where my panty line would have normally been, his tongue found hair instead of the material of my panties.

He stopped and I thought he was going to place my hand on his cock again.

While it’d been nice having him do that to me last week, I wanted much more this week; hence that was why I’d taken off my panties.

But to my pleasant surprise, he continued to move his tongue downwards until he reached the moist groove between my lips.

Having someone’s tongue touch you down there for the very first time, can be a bit of a shock to the system.

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It gently probed at my outer lips and would then dart just in between them for a second or two as if to tease me, (which was exactly what was happening to me)

I wanted to grip his hair in my fists and hold his tongue hard up against my moist vagina so that the only place it could go was inside me, deep inside me.

The tip of his hot tongue explored the whole of my vagina on the outside, only occasionally darting back inside between my lips.

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It was so frustrating not having his tongue plunge deep inside me as I’d expected him to do.

I was on the verge of telling him to either put his tongue deep inside me or leave me the hell alone, when all of a sudden; I felt his thick wet tongue start pushing its way up inside of me.

I barely managed to stop the moan of passion that was trying to escape my lips, but I was supposed to be asleep wasn’t I.

His warm wet tongue gently explored as much as it could inside me and while this was happening, all I could think about, was wishing his tongue was bigger and much longer.

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While I’d managed to stop the groan of pleasure from escaping my lips when he first plunged his tongue fully into me, there was no way I could stop the groan of pleasure as I orgasmed onto his probing tongue.

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“Oh God.” I cried out as wave after wave of pure pleasure shot through my entire body.

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I’d orgasmed before when I used mum’s vibrator, but it was nothing compared to what I was now feeling.

I felt drained when I finally came down from the high of my orgasm.

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“Did you enjoy that?” Brian asked me softly.

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Even in the darkness, I knew he was grinning to himself.

I knew that I couldn’t very well still try to be asleep, not after expressing myself in the way I had.

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“Yes.” I replied.

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His fingers were slowly rubbing themselves just inside my wet vagina, sending tingling sensations right through me.

I didn’t want him to stop.

Not now, not ever.

He leaned forward and found my lips and lightly kissed them.

As we kissed, he pushed his tongue against my teeth and I knew he wanted to put his tongue inside my mouth, so I opened my mouth and let him in.

As his tongue explored the inside of my mouth, He reached down and grabbed my hand and placed it on his raging erection.

Without being told to, I slowly closed my fist around his shaft and started to stroke him.

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His breathing quickened and I thought he was just going to cum on my hand again, but he reached down and stopped me.

Then, he got up onto the bed with me and I knew without a doubt that this time, he was actually going to fuck me.

A finger of panic shot through me.

I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this yet.

However he didn’t give me much time to utter a protest.

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I felt him get in between my thighs and felt the head of his thick cock touch my wet lips.

Without any sort of warning, he started to push his way up inside of me.

I felt the walls of my vagina parting before his invading cock.

As he shoved himself through my hymen, I felt a sharp stab of pain deep inside my vagina, but it didn’t last long.

I could tell that he was trying to be as gentle as he could be, but his hormones had taken over.

As soon as he was passed my busted hymen, he plunged himself deep inside of me.

It felt like I had a pole rammed deep inside of me.

He was grunting each time he’d ram his cock as deep inside me as it’d go.

At first it was unpleasant having his thick cock inside me, but after a few minutes, something clicked inside my brain and I began to respond to his thrusting cock.

I found that the more I got involved in this, the better it felt for me.

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Soon, the only sounds in the bedroom were his loud grunts everytime he rammed himself into me and the slapping sounds as our bodies met.

My vagina was again very wet by this time and the movements of his thick cock inside me became even smoother.

Soon it was me that was groaning as I neared my 2^nd orgasm of the evening.

I’d place both heels against his small backside and was now pulling him inside me each time he thrust forward with his cock.

Suddenly I felt my orgasm overtake me.

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Waves of pleasure flowed through me as I climaxed around his cock.

That seemed to trigger his orgasm and I felt a sudden wetness flood my abused vagina.

The feelings of having him shooting his hot cum inside me were fantastic.

As we lay there trying to get our breaths back, I felt his cock start to soften inside me.

It popped out of me and I felt our mixed juices dribble down to my backside and soak the sheet under me.

I figured next time wouldn’t be so sore for me and I wondered when mum was going to be working back late again

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"Nicole, Its a bit late to be waking me up" I said.

" Well sorry but Ari just kicked me off the couch."

Well after awhile she started to get up close to me and I let her hand over me and we layed there for a bit. Well I fell asleep again but woke up a little bit later to feel here rubbing my crotch and I turned to her and kissed her.

"Lonny, Im sorry Its just...I thought you were asleep and Jd said you were big" She said.

"Im not that big im only 6 inches fully" I said.

"Well Ive never seen one. And I hate all the other girls telling me about there boyfriends cocks and I wanted to feel one."

At this point I was hard so i pulled down the covers and pulled down my pajama pants. Now there was a huge tent in the middle of my boxers, she took her hand and unbuttoned the front of my boxers, and took out my erect cock. She started to stroke the shaft and use her thumb to play under the head. I lifted my head back and rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Let me play with you" I said. She shifted on her side and slid her short shorts down a little. I moved her thong to the side and rubbed her pussy lips and then slipped a finger in. She shuddered, not expecting this. I pushed my finger in and out of her pussy and she rocked her hips.

       The pressure in my balls was growing. I could hear her breathing heavy to my finger. She had her eyes closed and started to hold my cock alittle hard. 

"Nicole, Do you want to do a 69?". She looked at me but said nothing and got up. She put her ass in my face and sat on my face her pussy on my mouth. I used my fingers to open her pussy lips and I felt her mouth on my cock. She was pumping my shaft and using her tounge on he head. I was drilling her pussy and licking her G-Spot. She was moaning and getting really wet. My chin was drench and I was about to explode.

"Ooooo Lonny Imm CUMMING" she yelled a bit too loud. She bucked her hips and cummed all in my mouth. She started bobbing her head up and down untill i sighed and blew my load in her mouth. She started swallowing, as she got up i could see some on her chin.

     She layed next to me for a while. I was fondaling her tits, and she was rubbing my cock. We sat and talked for a while.

"Lonny...Do you want to stick that in me? I mean im a virgin and I heard you had sex already and I would rather you do it than some idiot." She said.

"Alright, But tell me if it hurts. I really don't want to hurt you.".

     Well she got up and put the covers over us. She mounted her pussy over me, and i held my cock with one hand up to her virgin pussy over my dick. She slipped it into me and I got about 3 inches in before i felt her resistants. She held my hand and pushed down hard. She put all 6 inches in her and I felt her dig her nails into my skin. I heard her whimper.

      "Lonny....That hurt but lets sit here for a few to let me get use to the size". She whispered. I layed there for a while. She then started pumping my dick in and out of her pussy. She sat all the way on my dick and layed forward. I grabbed her ass and helped her pump my dick. I started doing this faster. Then the bedroom door opened.....

To be Continued......

If i get enough good reviews ill make part 2.

 

 

I had never massaged anyone before but I figured if my little brother could do it then I could easily handle it. My mom went out to the pool and sat on a dark plastic bench, waiting for me. She handed me a bottle and said, "OK mister, just put some of this in your hands, then work on my legs to get started. Sound good?" I nodded and she turned over onto her belly, supported by the bench. It was high enough that her arms could hang without touching the ground.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Is something wrong back there?"

"Uh, nothin--it's just that, er..."

"I was never this difficult for your brother, but come on, you've seen me naked before. I think you can handle it. Now, do my back, please."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I slid between and past her thick labia, there was little resistance due to the oil, her natural wetness, and the youthful size of my cock, I suppose. She did, however, let out a sharp gasp and a “what th..” before realizing that I had actually gone this far without even asking or saying anything. I had no idea what I was doing; I just started to hump up against her hot ass. I was only about half way in her though. She started saying “Mommy loves you no matter what baby.”

 

 

Mother started the pumping action again and I just struggled to keep up, I wanted to do good for my first time. She kept moaning and repeating very slowly “mommy loves you.” She started to say it louder until her voice became slightly hoarse. Then she began to shake and pump at an amazing speed, moaning extremely loudly and she became really tight and started screaming "Oh! Oh! Fuck me honey, fuck me!" – I had done this to her! I made my own mother cum on my virgin dick. As it began I could only look down and see my mother's perfectly heart shaped ass rocking up and down -- then I felt it, her orgasm discharged a river of juice that was dripping obscenely from her slit, slathering my nuts and running down her inner thigh.

 

At this point I was humping with wild abandon and her strong pussy was grabbing and contracting hard around my boner. I knew I was going to lose it fast because I felt that familiar hot, burning feeling deep inside. I’d seen porn before and I knew what guys usually did but I didn’t want to pull out of her and she just kept pushing her hips and ass back against me – she was very strong, I just kept pressing back, bucking wildly as I began to lose control of my rhythm. I became scared of what to do so I started moaning and trying to get her attention.    

 

Seeming to understand, she said “It’s OK, I want to make you a man!" I kept moaning and asking her if I should pull out. "Just keep going with what feels right baby, let it go.“ Then I felt her insides spasm around the length of my boyhood. I started to moan “Oh mom! Oh mom! You are making me cum!” because it felt so good that it hurt. I felt the burning sensation explode like the pressure from a dam that had burst. I could do nothing but stare down in ecstasy as I was clenched between her two muscular thighs. Flesh against flesh, I pressed against my mother’s ass and my balls dangled against the place where I was conceived as they pumped a torrent of their precious contents deep inside of her. I stood buried inside my sweet mother, giving her all I had and feeling the electricity shoot through my being. Looking back this was very wrong, yet so warm and loving of her. "Oh! I love you so much!" she cried out. I don’t know how long I sat there, shooting a fountain of hot cum into my loving mother, but I do know that it was one of the best orgasms of my life and it felt like I emptied a gallon of sperm right into her awaiting pussy.

After a minute I began to wilt and I came out of her. Mom finally stood up and said I was a good massager. A white trail of my juices was running down her inner leg. She glided over to me and frenched me deeply; I was taken aback by her tongue. She finally broke off and said, "I'm going to go take a shower, you're welcome to join me if you want."

 

In the twilight of my first ever sexual experience I was in a confused haze but I knew in my heart of hearts that I wanted to experience more so I followed my naked mother into the house like an obedient student. As I pursued her up the stairs I could not help but stare as her blatantly exposed bottom seductively waved back and forth, my fluids still running out of her crack, giving me all the energy I needed to take the next dozen steps.

 

 

My beautiful mother closed the sliding door and then embraced me in her arms, she was taller than me so I just put my face between her bosoms. She whispered into my ears, "I love you very much my dear son...I would never do anything like this if I didn't think you wanted it." The water was now very hot, soaking us both as we embraced tightly in each other's arms.

 

"Give me the word and we'll stop and never speak of this again, dear."

 

"But mom, this is incredible, I want to be with you again! That's why I followed you here!"

She started to giggle. "Oh I was hoping you felt that way...you know, you made me really messy back there...how about washing your old mom down?" She handed me a shampoo bottle and turned around. I squirted the shampoo into her long hair and started washing it with both hands. "Mom, you're not old, you're the most beautiful woman in the world..."

 

"Oh, I'm flattered...I'm glad you think so."

 

 

She grabbed my hands and put them down to her side and turned around. She embraced me again and frenched me deeply, then knelt down to her knees. "Let's get this little fellow started." She wrapped her warm, soapy hands around my cock and it felt like heaven. She deliberately gave long, hard strokes, stretching the foreskin around the shaft until I was fully erect. Suddenly I was surrounded by hot breath and my mother inhaled me, my length was not great so she took it all, my head was at the back of her throat. I gasped as the feelings caused me to spasm. She bobbed her head as the water fell on us, the feelings were so intense as her wet tongue sparked the nerve endings in my cockhead. "Oh mom! Oh god!" Suddenly she stopped and slowly stroked me again with her slippery hand, pulling the skin far back and revealing my naked meat, which she licked with the greatest of care. "I think that's as far as I'll go with that, but I wanted you to experience how good that felt."

 

 

Then I saw it, out of the corner of my eye -- a blue bar of soap was sitting innocently on a side shelf. Grinning wickedly, I picked it up and held it between my fore and middle fingers. I placed it against her pelvis and slid it down towards her pubic hair, lathering it up. The soap bar itself was worn down into a dull, thin slice, which I couldn't help but place between her thick pussy lips. I ran it up and down her slit with zeal, fucking her hot flesh with the slippery bar. She started to giggle, she said it tickled, but then she started to cry out in pleasure. I massaged her pubic hair, a thick bush of dark hair right above her crack. The soap slowly rinsed away as the small rivers of water went down her stomach.

I kneeled down and placed my face right between her legs and started to lap her cunt bottom to top while I pushed the soap in deeper. It didn't penetrate her because of its odd shape but it caused her to hump against my face. Remembering what she said, I flicked my tongue across her clit and she grabbed my head and pressed my face between her thighs. By this time I was practically suckling on her clit while furiously rubbing the soap piece along her crack. "Ooh sweetie, that's it, that's good, but please, oh god! I need something in me...hurry, right now!" I put two fingers in my mouth and then placed them against my mother's fleshy labia, digging in until they were accepted. I started to pull out but my mom told me to just keep them in and then I felt her hole contract and spasm around my fingers as her body began to shake and jiggle. There was no doubt of her climax as she let out a loud moan that reverberated off the shower walls. I dropped the soap and just kept licking her engorged clit as my fingers were knuckle deep in warm, flowing juices.

 

 

She tried to bend her knees and lower herself to help, which did work as long as I was going up. I began to slowly hump, maybe one full stroke every ten seconds. It was very sensual, my hands wandered down to her plump ass and I just relished the feeling as I squeezed. "Mmm son, I can't believe we're doing this, it's so wrong...but it feels so right. Here, let me help."

 

With those words she grabbed my sides and pushed me against the wall, I slid down into a natural position so my lap was easily reached. My mom was now on top of me and she lowered herself, her legs spread on either side of mine, her wet, slick, and bulging breasts pressed right into my face -- she just kept sliding down until I was fully enclosed in her throbbing bush.

 

I wasn't even in the water anymore, but I didn't care, I just sat there as she rose and fell, sliding deliciously along my length, I just sat and grabbed her ass. As I got into it I started to spread her asscheeks and feel her crack -- I was in heaven.

She was practically sitting on my balls when she started to mew in pleasure. "Oh god...I felt so guilty with you by the pool, but I haven't had this in so long. Your father hasn't been treating me like he used to." I didn't say anything but I couldn't help but think that he was crazy not to. She started to hump against me faster, increasing the tempo. "I love you so much," she purred. Our tongues explored each other's mouths as my fully engorged dick was sucked into her dew covered love nest again and again.

 

She started to moan again in a deep, womanly voice. Not the kind of porn voice where they sound like scared little girls -- a deep, authoritative voice, from a woman that knows what she is doing and what she wants. "Oh god, I'm cumming again!" She cried out in ecstasy as she rode me for all that she was worth, slamming me against the wall, bringing herself to a powerful orgasm. Her boobs shook and jiggled like jelly as she rose and fell onto me, she became increasingly vocal, screaming as she rose and fell onto me again and again and again. Her warm pussy hungrily grabbed at my blood filled dick, sending amazing sensations through my body. The ancient call of nature began to throb inside my loving mother, calling me to give in to my raw feelings.

With a sense of urgency I warned her... "Mom, mom, you're making me cum! You feel too good!"

"Oh god baby, I can't believe this, I really shouldn’t let you again, but oh god, please cum...cum in me, baby! Fucking cum in me!" Her dirty language caused me to lose control as I humped up to meet her downward thrusts, wantonly seeking out her mouth with my tongue and hugging her like I would never see her again (for all I knew, I would never have this opportunity again!). I broke the kiss just long enough to cry out "Oh mommy!" as the first shot of my sinful load was powerfully shot out of my pumping cock and accepted by my mother's warm, sugary pussy. With all of my strength I pushed upward, burying myself within her and unloading everything I had. Even before I had lost control I couldn't help but think that I was about to cum in the same woman's womb that had carried me for nine months all those years ago -- this caused me to shoot harder, my balls were desperately emptying everything they had. This woman above me has fed me, dressed me, looked after me and loved me with all of her heart for the past 15 years and here I was, cumming deep into her soul, my sensitive meat surrounded by her loving, clasping pussy. It felt like I filled my mother with a lasting, glowing love, a bond that could never be broken.

 

We sat there together, in the shower's warm, cleansing water, for who knows how long. We continued to kiss and fondle each other as I withered out of my mom's welcoming body, watching my deposit once again dribble out in small rivers as the water washed it away, down the drain.

Exhausted from the sheer physical and emotional exertion, we dried each other off in silence and collapsed together into her huge, fluffy bed. "Son, what we did today is wrong...you can never tell anyone about this." We soon fell asleep cuddled together, my arms wrapped around her belly. I awoke several hours later to an empty bed and the smell of dinner wafting through the room. We sat down to a feast by ourselves, the house totally ours for the weekend. We ate and watched TV together when suddenly I felt her foot going up my shin and then between my legs, nestled against my crotch, which soon responded. I shot her a question glance and was met with a mischievous smile from across the table.

 

As I slid her panties to her ankles I asked her what would happen when dad and little brother came back. "Oh, nothing will change...we can't go back to being a normal mother and son. We're lovers now...we've shared too much of each other. I am yours forever if you'll have me!" To clearly show my response I positioned myself over her and slid into her warm, welcoming womanhood, claiming my mother's mind, body, and spirit with my actions. For the rest of our time on earth our very existence would depend on the other, a source of pleasure, love, respect, and cherished memories. A mother and son, two lovers -- a deeper connection of hearts and bodies than most ever know.

 

The End