Mother's plane was due to arrive any minute.  She would be staying with us for 2 weeks.  She and I both would be asleep when Mark came home.  I know it was about 2:00am when I finally fell asleep.  Mom had gone to bed several hours before.  I vaguely remember hearing Mark come in the front door.  I just remember him snuggling and pulling me close, so I could feel every inch of his cool body against my warm skin.

The next day Mark was off, and he must have awoken from one of his hot dreams, because he rolled over against me with his cock hard and long.  And of course, all that seemed to be going through my head at that moment was feeling it slide inside my pussy, which had immediately started to throb with desire.  As he slid it inside, my now wet pussy. A moan of pleasure escaped my mouth, followed by several more.  Not thinking of Mom in the other room, and what she might hear, or think.

Did we both forget Mom was visiting?  I don't think so.  She obviously heard us though, because the next thing we knew was her standing in the bedroom door watching us.  How long she had been there, I don't know.  I was on top of Mark having orgasm after orgasm, and getting wetter by the second.  He saw her first, and just watched her as she watched us.  When I discovered she was there, she was apparently speechless, but continued to stare.  I apologized for waking her, and ask if she was okay.  Her comment was, “Yes….I'm sorry....it's just been so long.” 

I then climbed off Mark, and reached out for her hand, saying “It's okay Mom”.  There I stood naked in front of my Mom, who was wearing nothing under the robe she had on.  I slowly reached for the tie around her waist, watching closely her reaction as the robe fell open, commenting “Too long Mom”.  I carefully slipped it off her shoulders, and let it fall to the floor.  I could see her nipples were hard peaks on her small breast.  She hesitantly objected to nothing.  I slowly reached out to gently touch her nipples, and I could see the confusion, mixed with pleasure on her face.  I then brought my mouth to her breast, and teased each nipple with my tongue, and sucked each one until I heard a cry of pleasure escape from her.  I pulled away only to find her lips, and tenderly kiss them.  My lips caressed hers, and I gently parted them with my tongue to caress and explore her tongue...and mouth.  As I did so, I found my hands stroking and massaging her breast....only to slide down her stomach…and stroke the hot lips between her thighs, where I knew she was burning with desire too. 

I then took her hand again, and lead her to the side of the bed, where Mark was watching us, and stroking his hard cock.  I ask her to lie on the bed beside Mark, and she did as I asked.  I then climbed on the foot of the bed and spread her legs. I began stroking her wet pussy with my fingers....and bent to taste it's sweetness, and tease it with my tongue, while massaging her breast and hard nipples. Her moans of pleasure became more and more intense...only to peak into an intense orgasm that seemed to surprise her.  She watched me then kiss Mark's lips and share the taste of her sweetness with him.

I looked at Mom while my mouth was making it's way to lick Mark's cock, and said... “I will share....we both will.”  Mom looked into Mark's eyes, knowing he would read the obvious desire in hers to feel his cock deep inside her.  I moved to allow Mark room to slowly move toward her, watching the anticipation and desire light her eyes.  He gently kissed her lips and worked his way down her neck to suck one of her nipples, while I moved to suck the other.  As I moved for her lips, Mark's lips made their way down to her wet pussy.  He sucked and teased her until she cried out, “Please...”.  Then he moved to slide his hard cock inside her throbbing pussy as she moaned with delight and desire for more.  I set up and watched his cock slide in and out of her, and to watch the look of pleasure on her face.  I bent to lick Mark's cock as he thrust it in and out of her.  Mom screamed with each orgasm... Mark came inside her.  Me....I had to taste his cum inside of her.  So, as he pulled out of her, I licked his dripping cum from her pussy and shared it with him...and then with her.

And too think she will be here for 2 more weeks......

After two days of camping, Jim, his gorgeous daughter Jennifer and his lovely niece Sara came back home a little smelly for there was no real bath at the cabin site.  Sure, there was the pond, but they needed real bathing badly.  Jim didn’t mind the scent of the girls but he knew they wanted to smell so nice and girly. 

“Honey, we’re home,” Jim yelled at his wife Heather.

“I’m up here in bed Jim.  Sicker than a dog!  I think I got the flu from my damn sister.  Lucky Sara stayed with us or she might have gotten it too,” Heather replied.

Jim went up to see his wife and she looked rotten.  “Oh, baby, can I get you anything?” he said. 

“I’m OK honey.  Just need some sleep.  The doctor gave me some pills and they really knock me out.  Did you and the girls have fun in the mountains?” she asked.

“Sure did baby, we hiked and swam in a crystal clear pond and everything.  The girls loved it,” Jim said.

“That was nice of you to bring them up there.  I was dead these last two days.  OK, honey, I think I’ll take a nap.  These pills are pretty strong.”

“Alright, sweetie.  You just rest.  The girls and I will be fine.  I’ll order pizza or something,” and just after he finished his sentence, his wife fell into deep in sleep.

So Jim took off his dirty clothes and went to take a shower down the hall, but before he opened the door he heard the water running.  The girls beat me too it; maybe I can join in, he thought.  Quietly, he opened the door and could see through the frosted glass of the shower door that there was only one girl in there.  He could make out that the color of her hair was brown:  Sara.  This was her last full day staying with them because she was going to go back to her house the next day.  Jim had to make it count.

He pulled open the shower door as Sara was shaving her pussy and she dropped the razor in surprise.

“You almost made me cut myself,” she said.  “How would that make you feel?”  Jim stepped into the large two person shower as she feigned a frown but picked up the razor from the shower floor and resumed shaving.  Sara carefully and slowly shaved her lovely soft white outer pussy lips with precision, careful not to knick anything.  She then lathered in between her ass cheeks and pulled the razor along the insides of her crack, carefully avoiding her beautiful puckered asshole.  

“Almost done, pervert,” she said.  Jim loved her teasing him and responded, “well, hurry up you little slut, I feel a hard-on coming.”

“Fuck you,” she replied.

“That’s the idea,” Jim shot back.

She ignored him and lathered up her left arm pit.  With a few meticulous swipes of the blade she made short work of her pit, making it silky smooth. Then she did the same with the right and said, “All done!”

“What about your legs?” Jim asked.

“Already done them you slow poke; before you got here,” she replied.  “Now I gotta take a piss though so let me out.”

“Take it in here, you little slut.  Piss on me and give me a golden shower.”

“You are a fuckin’ pervert,” she laughed, “Ok, kneel down perv.”

He did so and she took her first two fingers and spread her hairless outer pussy lips.  She arched her back slightly and pointed her piss hole to Jim’s face.  Sara let go her bladder and a stream of steaming piss hit Jim square in his left eye, then she twisted her hip and hit him all over his face and into his mouth.  Jim loved the sensation of his lovely niece’s hot urine shooting on his face.  She must have been pent up for a while because she pissed and pissed for a full minute until it started dribbling out of her urethra and onto her pink hole.  Jim licked her pussy clean and stuck his tongue deep into her pink inner lips.

Jim was so hard now that he got off his knees, grabbed his cock and started rubbing it up and down on Sara’s clean smooth wet slit.  He teased her clit with the head of his cock a few times, went lower and pushed himself past her outer labia lips and into her warm pink tunnel.  Her fourteen-year-old vagina squeezed against his penetration but he thrust his entire length into her smoothly.  He thrust into her repeatedly until he was almost going to cum, but he pulled out instead.  There was another hole he had to ravish. 

He took the can of shaving cream that Sara had been using and pressed out a handful.  Jim took it and lathered up Sara’s lovely round ass then stuck a couple of soapy fingers into her delicate shit hole.  He squirted out more foam and rubbed it inside her, cleaning her colon out.

“I’m going to get you real clean up there in your shitter before I stick my dick in there you dirty slut,” he said to her.  She moaned with delight as he inserted his fingers into her filthy hole and toyed with her asshole.  When he was satisfied that Sara’s colon was clean enough, Jim took his cock and guided it up and down the crack of her fabulous ass.  He touched his cock head to her puckered intestinal entrance and gently pushed his erection in.  His bulbous head popped past her tight little anus and into her deep dark rectal tunnel.  Jim had done a good job of lubricating his little slutty niece and she had only a few tears in her eyes as he started thrusting into her tight ass.  He knew he was hurting her, but it was for her own good, he thought to himself.

He nudged her forward more so she was bent over.  Then Jim took his cock out of her ass, moved it down and put it again into her tight pussy.  This time he could feel her muscles contract as she had her orgasms.  Jim thrust himself hard and deep for several minutes and then exploded spurt after spurt of hot cum in her petite teenage body.  She came with him and moaned with pleasure.  He pulled out of her tight slit and a gusher of his cum mingled with her young pussy juices dripped to the floor.

Jim kissed her deeply and was sad that this was probably the last fucking for a while because she was going back to her home tomorrow morning. 

The next day, Jim had to drive Sara back home to her mother’s house because Heather was still pretty sick with the flu.  It was only a two hour drive and any time with Sara was good time.  She was wearing a shear white top so you could see her bra outline and hot pink shorts that looked like they were painted on.  Her labia lips were clearly visible and she was more than happy with that.  A true slut, Jim thought to himself.

So off they drove and in no time Sara had her hand on Jim’s knee and his hand on her soft smooth thigh.  Sara soon moved from his knee to his crotch and quickly unbuckled his belt.  Then with a quick flicker of her nimble fingers, she undid his pants button and unzipped him.  His hand had gone up her thigh and was now feeling her silky panties.  Jim’s cock was beginning to grow as Sara pulled it out from his pants and started licking his cock head and shaft.  He looked down and noticed he was going eighty miles-per-hour!  Better slow the fuck down, he quickly though, I really don’t want to get stopped by a cop with an eighth grader blowing him.  So he let off the gas and enjoyed Sara’s delicate licking and sucking.  She felt to him like a pro and before long he couldn’t resist anymore and blew his whole load of semen into her mouth.  Sara was caught off guard by his sudden orgasm and his hot cum hit the back of her throat so hard that she choked with its force.  Some of his sperm went directly down her gasping throat and the rest of his spurts filled up her little teenage mouth.  She opened up wide to show Jim that her mouth was full of his cum then with a big gulp, swallowed it whole.  Jim was proud of his little whore niece and kissed her.

They were getting close to their destination and Jim zipped up his pants and made sure there were no cum stains on his pants or on Sara’s shirt.  Apparently, she did a good job in swallowing every drop of his ejaculation and they were both spotless.   They pulled up into Sara’s mother’s driveway and got out.

Sara’s mother, Abby, came out and greeted them.  She looked exactly like Sara plus about twenty years but still had a thin fit body of a woman ten years younger.  Abby knew that she was still hot and made no secret of it.  She had been divorced for about eight years now, and still wanted the men to notice her; and they did, including Jim. 

Abby greeted them with just a bright yellow, very tight and very small bikini on.  She obviously had been swimming and her hardened nipples were clearly outlined on her wet top.

“Just came from the pool out back,” she said as she greeted them.  “Hey Jim, it’s so hot out, why don’t you join Sara and me for a cool swim?”

“Oh yes Uncle Jim, stay awhile won’t you? Please?” Sara begged.

“But I didn’t bring a swim suit,” Jim said.

“That’s ok Jimmy, we have a tall fence, and clothing is only an option here,” she said with a wink.

And with that, Jim followed his nearly naked sister-in-law and lovely slutty niece to the pool.

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For the next few weeks, Jennifer and I were nearly inseparable. I’m glad my mother’s work picked up, and that my father was still out of town, or someone surely would have noticed how much our relationship had changed, and how whenever we were alone, we would look flushed and even a little sweaty when someone came to find us. My older siblings were off to college, which meant that for most of the time when we were not at school or sports practice, I had Jennifer all to myself. It was like the first time had unleashed a torrent through a barrier we hadn’t even realized existed, and now each and every waking moment was spent waiting, waiting for Jennifer to wake up, to shower, to get home from her weekend sports practices… I spent every second thinking about the next time I could be close to her, the next time I could lean her over the sink, slip her already-soaking shorts to the side, and glide right into her. Every time I felt the thrill of how forbidden it was to do what we were doing, and every time I felt the same fluttering feeling in my stomach as I pushed into her, my sister, and felt her exhale and she would lean back into my invasion.

At home, Jennifer gave up on panties altogether. She did put them on when we were expecting our mom to be home for a long period of time, not that it mattered very much in the end. Twice as she lay on the floor, and as our mom worked from home on her computer in the other room, I reached into her shorts to find her panties and quickly separated them from her body with my fingers. I would pull out my pocket-knife, and being careful not to cut her, sliced a neat line straight down the crotch of the soft material, the perfect size. I was never bold enough to try anything like full sex with our mother so close, but I would spend a good deal of time slipping my fingers into her shorts, through the new hole in her panties, and massaging her soft folds and the delicate mound that held her treasures. I would tease her, punish her with light brushes over her clitoris, and then plunge my fingers directly into her. She would grunt, sometimes even twitch at the sudden invasion… but if I ever had any doubt that she didn’t like what I was doing, it melted away when she began cutting neat little openings in her underwear herself.

Oddly, up until this night Jennifer had never instigated contact with me. I had always begun to touch her, kiss her, or squeeze her hand as I began to kiss her neck… but she never once declined my advances, and even though it had only been a few short weeks since our first experience together, I felt to some degree that my sister had the same shyness. For her, maybe it still felt like it was wrong, or dirty, or maybe it was just so exciting to feel like I was the aggressor. However it worked out, she had never touched me first, though we had gone directly into mutually agreed penetration, but all that would soon change, too.

At some point our living room exposures escalated to me dipping items inside of her when other people were home. Perhaps it had been the night that Jennifer bared her body in full orgasm to Allison that started the trend, but whenever my young sister would feel my hands begin to explore her when the house wasn’t empty, she grew wetter and more pliable than she would normally, and she would grind back against my fingers. It wasn’t long before my fingers became the TV remote, or the D-cell battery I’d had in my pocket from an old stereo I was trying to fix. It seemed only natural that, while it may not be safe to climb on top of my little sister and thrust each other to orgasm while our siblings or parents were home, she deserved the pleasure in a more discreet way, and I was always thinking of new ways to give it to her.

It was quite a sight the first time I had the idea to try something that became progressively bigger. Jennifer maybe didn’t even know that I had kept the small, rubber novelty baseball bat that our dad had gotten me one time after we all went to a baseball game… but when I was cleaning out my room one day and came across it, I couldn’t help but notice how phallic it looked, and how it was about as big as a regular male at one end, and became aggressively thicker in only a few short inches. That night, I brought it downstairs under the guise of finding an old toy, and sat with Jennifer on the floor after dinner. Like always, mom retired to the computer in the den, and it was only a few moments before the bat was in one hand, and Jennifer’s slickening mound in the other.

To my knowledge, Jennifer had never achieved orgasm from our little games on the living room floor. It was fun for me to watch as a battery would push her panties and soft folds inward, and then, as the tension would build, watch her lips snap tight against the invading object, her panties doing very little now that the holes we cut had been stretched wide. It was fun for her to feel invaded, publically displayed, and to know that she was safe with me, even in the middle of something so wrong, so … risky. I would hear soft moans from her from time to time, and she would rub her body against the floor, stimulating miniature waves of pleasure as I explored her with the foreign objects, but never did she have the powerful orgasms that our lovemaking sessions would bring on.

Usually after an hour or so of this teasing, she would get up and pronounce she had homework to do, and ask for my help. I would follow her to her room, and immediately we would be at it again just like always. She would lie on her bed, or simply lift one leg onto a chair, and I would unzip my pants and let my painfully hard erection free. With so much buildup, neither of us would last very long, and sometimes I would enter her only slightly, feeling the soft folds of her fleshy mount envelop just the very tip of my member before she would begin to shake, her warm walls quivering. It would always send me over the edge, and if it weren’t for both of us doing the same, you might have even called it premature, but it was bliss for both of us, and even after we came I would pump into her until she moved away. Our foreplay had been public, but our finish was always private, just for the two of us, something to share. That is, of course, until the night I brought the bat into the living room.

That night I had begun to touch her instantly when I knew our mom had started typing. I could feel her juices flowing, and from time to time I would take my fingers and lubricate the smaller end of the rubber bat. For all the intent of the toymakers, I’m not sure these things are used for much more than sexual aids these days… I never had as much fun with it as Jennifer did from this night going forward. It was springy, and yet hard. It would squish in your hand, yet had a resilient center that was the perfect hardness, like someone had planned it this way… as it spread my sister’s panties, I had no choice but to admit that it looked pretty much like an erect penis must as it moved through the slit in the fabric and began pushing against the slit in my sister.

Jennifer hadn’t seen the bat yet that night, and glanced back at me when I slid just the tip of it against her, slightly into her. There was very little comparison between the heat of the bat, and myself, so I don’t think she was wondering if I was pushing myself into her suddenly on the living room floor, but I think she sensed immediately that something was different about tonight, and she looked at me for reassurance. I smiled at her and slipped the bat back out, watching as her lips pulled along the part that had entered her, almost begging for me to stop removing it. Maybe it was bigger than I had thought, but as I pushed it back in again, the bat sunk another inch into her soft entrance, and I watched as her folds pushed inward, then slipped back again as lubrication overcame friction, and she accepted more of the object into her body.

I could only wonder at Jennifer’s expression when she stopped looking back and again started looking at the television as I slipped the bat in and out again, but she spread her legs even further, and I could immediately tell by the extra bit that slid into her that she was pushing back, and in her new position, even the slightest pressure would slip more into her. She was opening herself wide, and I could hear her now, too. Small gasps escaped her lips on the inward strokes of the bat, and all the while I watched as the girth got wider, and her lips spread tighter and tighter.

It didn’t take long before I could easily see a trail of wetness leading from her stretched tightness to the floor. It wasn’t soaked through or anything like that, but it was so much more than normal that Jennifer’s shorts and panties were quite beyond saving. If anyone were to walk in right now, we would both have absolutely no excuse for the scene we were creating together. Jennifer was covered in sweat, I could see the sheen off her shoulders as she moved her hands to brace herself against the floor, now willing more and more of the bat into her awaiting mound. Her panties were soaked through, her shorts hanging heavily on her body as her ministrations brought out even further sweat, and wetness, and the lips of her sex were stretched thin and tight against her rubber invader. I was suffering from something of the same, and could see a dark, wet spot on my jeans where my erection was pressing hard, enclosed, begging to be let loose.

I couldn’t believe that just weeks ago, I would have never considered something like this would ever happen, let alone that Jennifer would be the one pushing back with her palms, gasping just slightly as she met my inward thrusts with the phallic plastic object. My innocent little sister… or perhaps maybe I had just always assumed she had been innocent, and yet with the help of a mistaken discovery that she was, in fact, sexual… here I was… here she was… and I went over the oddity of it all in my head as Jennifer sat forward, almost like a cat stretching out, and the bat slid free from her stretched slit. Jennifer turned around, still on all fours, and climbed into my lap.

Some men would know what to do in this situation, I’m almost sure of it, but I was not one of those men. I could tell Jen was still extremely aroused, she leaned in close to me, so close that I could see the flecks that made her eyes hazel, and then I felt her hand on my zipper.

“Here?” I whispered, half afraid, half excited, and completely and utterly already in agreement.

“Please,” she whispered back, and as her lips met mine, and her eyes pulled even closer, then closed, I felt as I was removed from one tight enclosure, and placed immediately into another. She was velvety-soft, and so very… very warm. I could feel it already, her whole body was quivering with the tremors of release. She plunged herself upon me, up and down, up and down… and I could feel the heat beginning to spread form her body into mine as her actions became quick, her motions almost desperate.

Somewhere on the ground near us, I imagined the child’s toy must feel a little neglected as Jennifer’s orgasm triggered like an explosion. If you have heard that you can feel a woman orgasm, but you’ve never felt it happen, you’ve never really provided the pleasure than Jennifer and I found time and again.

I could feel as her soft lips went suddenly tight, then quivered, and then spasmed. I could feel her juices intensify, and most of all, I could feel the intensity as she began to buck her entire body against me. I ran my hands inside her loose jersey-style shirt, and squeezed her tight against me, my arms against her skin, and her whole body shook. Her hips bucked, almost on their own, and she pulled me close as well, squeezing me with her arms and forcing herself down onto my member. I pushed up hard, trying to meet her thrust and push inside of her as much as I could. Jennifer gasped, and kissed my neck as wave after wave forced us harder and harder into each other. At that moment, I wouldn’t have cared if the whole world could have seen us, bucking like crazy buried to the hilt in one another and our shared pleasure, but luckily for us I could hear that mom was still typing away on the computer as my sister came down from her release, and slowly slid off of my still-hard member.

It was just like before, and she looked deep into my eyes as she kissed me again, and then slid completely off my lap, and slowly got to her feet. She wasn’t quite “bowlegged” when she walked away, but I could tell that she was still not quite fully recovered, she walked at almost an ambling pace, almost like she had been dreaming and had just woken up. When she made it to the stairs, she called out a soft “goodnight” to the house before heading up the stairs. For a while I thought about following her, and how still fully-aroused I was, and how much I wanted to wrap her in my arms again and pull her close… but tomorrow was a school day, and it was already pretty late. By now, she was probably fast asleep. I smiled, and enjoyed for just a moment the idea of the pleasure I had provided my young sister that night, then grabbed the still-slick bat, called out my own goodnight, and headed up to bed.

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I would have even gone to bed… except that with everything that had happened that night, I couldn’t. I lay awake, listening to the sounds outside my window, and watching the light play on the wall. Over and over again I pictured Jennifer’s stretching lips, how tight against the bat they had been, and how crazy she had been driven. I couldn’t stop the small voice inside my head that kept exclaiming that my sister and I had just had passionate, full penetration sex in our living room, with our mother behind nothing more than a half-room wall. Every time I closed my eyes I would see her climb on top of me again… the look in her eyes, the heat between her legs… I could still feel the walls of her tunnel closing tight around me, and how completely and utterly wrong it was to love my preteen sister sexually, intimately, and with every chance I had. I wondered if Jennifer was having the same thoughts, and if her body was just as full of memories tonight as mine was. Almost in answer to my question, I heard the door to my room creak open, and there she was, in her usual shorts and, oddly, her softball uniform top.

“Are you awake?” she whispered, and I smiled as she stood, almost mouse-like, at my door.

“Yeah,” I whispered back, “I can’t sleep.”

“I want to show you something”, I heard her say softly, “put on some clothes and come on!”

I was left facing the empty doorway, begrudgingly swung my legs out of bed, and threw on my jeans. I had been hoping for something different, but again I should not have been disappointed so easily… I walked into the hallway and saw my younger sister beginning down the stairs… with absolutely nothing but her jersey on.

I couldn’t decide, for the very brief moment that I thought about it, where she put her shorts. Maybe she threw them into the bathroom, or her room, on the way to the stairs, but she was definitely nude underneath her short jersey. I could just barely see the mounds of her beautiful bottom as she bounced down the stairs, and I followed, curious and excited.

By the time she reached the front door, I had imagined all sorts of situations. Perhaps she just wanted to repeat what had happened earlier, maybe she wanted to climb on the kitchen table and be taken there like a bowl of fruit… there were so many options, and my teenage mind was going through all of them, but never had I imagined she would keep going, through the living room, through the kitchen, and throw open the front door. I watched as her silhouetted form disappeared into the night, and I followed without a second’s hesitation.

It didn’t take me very long to adjust to the darkness of the outdoors. I was always a night person, and would take walks in the woods that surrounded our house from time to time. In part, I suppose, that may have been why I didn’t worry too much about being out late at night. First, in the mountains, there weren’t really neighbors to worry about, and second… when you’re following a girl, any girl, who has told you she has a surprise, and then removes her underwear… well… I’d be lying if I said I was thinking rationally at that point at all. I could just make out Jennifer’s outline as she headed down the driveway, and it took me only a moment more to see the Jeep parked on the street. I watched as Jennifer bounded towards it, unabashed by her nakedness as she hopped into the rear passenger side of the car.

It only took me a moment to realize who the car belonged to… it was Allison’s older brother’s. Her brother had saved a good deal of money to buy an old Grand Wagoneer, and everyone in town knew whose it was. To say the lease, he was also infamous for what supposedly went on in the back seat. As I reached the door myself, and realized that Allison, not her brother, was driving, I wondered if perhaps we were going to add to the mystery and legend of that particular car.

“Hop in!” Allison said, and smiled at me with the same greedy look that Jennifer had been lately. I climbed in the back as well, and looked over to realize that I had been wrong about my sister having nothing on. In fact, it looked like she had snuck behind my parent’s backs and made her own clothing purchase. She was wearing a thong I had never seen before, and one that was obviously just a little small. Her mound protruded, almost lewdly, and after catching a good eyeful I looked to the front of the car and realized that Allison had been staring at me while I had been staring at my sister. As soon as we made eye contact, she averted her eyes, and turned the ignition. With a quiet growl, the old car sprang to life, and we were off.

What happened next, to me, is what makes the story the most unbelievable. Some of those who read this may have guessed, others might have been as blindsided as I was that night, but at some point my innocent young sister had decided it was time to let Allison in on our secret. She hadn’t told her, or at least I think she hadn’t when the car started, but the trip would change all of our lives. Jennifer had hinted before that she had done things with Allison, though never really suggested what, or how much, or just how close they were. What I know for certain, what I haven’t ever questioned, was that Jennifer would not have exposed our relationship to Allison without complete trust, from both parties. I would say, in this situation, though, that I was coerced… and maybe even under duress!

We weren’t even a mile from the house when I looked over and saw Jennifer slowly sliding her fingertip up and down the taught material covering her sex. I realized while studying the motions of her fingers that at some point after the session with the bat, Jennifer had shaved herself completely bald. I could easily see all of her features through the thin material now, and even more easily realize she was slowly teasing her clitoris through the fabric, lifting it up and down, sliding and applying pressure. I could feel my erection pushing harder and harder against my already wet jeans, and it didn’t go unnoticed by the other occupants in the car, either. I reached over, and squeezed her soft mound, trapping her finger under my palm and pushing it into her, forcing her to pleasure herself directly.

“How far are we going?” I asked, trying to sound innocent, but secretly asking if I had time to play with Jennifer in the back seat while Allison was busy driving. It was just dark enough, we might be safe to play around a bit, and I already was slipping a finger into the band of her thong, destined quickly to slip inside her velvety slit.

“We’re just going to the school,” Allison replied, looking back at me momentarily. I watched as her eyes dropped to the bulge in my pants, then to my arm resting somewhere behind her where she knew Jennifer was sitting. I was careful to make a point, and pulled my hand back to cover my erection with my forearm, and Allison returned to watching the road. “There’s a party at the pool for some of the football players that are graduating.”

I was struck by a very odd sensation at her words; I had never been to a party at the school, let alone one for the “cool kids”. I didn’t have much time to focus, though, because right around the same time that Allison looked forward, Jennifer snaked her hand from her own crotch, and reached for the zipper on my jeans.

“You know”, she said, and unzipped my fly. She reached her other hand though the zipper, and I almost gasped as her fingers enveloped me. “I really shouldn’t have told you to put pants on. This would be a lot easier without them.”

To this day, I don’t know what prompted my sister, or maybe she and Allison had planned this all along, but when Jennifer simultaneously leaned over, and pulled my erection free of the denim prison, it took all my strength to avoid many thoughts at once. First, that I had never had a blowjob before… and second, that my sister was about to give me my first blowjob, ever. The second thought outweighed the first, and it also drowned out the alarm bell that went off when Allison looked back again, and saw brother and sister about to do something that nature never intended. At first I was hesitant, but Allison just grinned, and looked forward again. I have no idea how Jennifer knew it would be okay, but as her friend shifted gears, Jennifer licked the tip of my erect penis, starting just under the side of the head, before putting her lips in a tight circle around the tip of my erection and plunging her head down as she sucked air in. It felt astoundingly good, and as she began to encircle the head of my member with her tongue, slowly trailing it all around me as she bobbed her head up and down, I began to wonder how best to return the favor.

Jennifer had leaned very far forward so that she could bring me the pleasures she was with her tongue. As it was my first, all I knew is that her mouth was wet, warm, and she could do absolutely amazing things with the muscles attached to her tongue. I would learn later in life that my sister doesn’t actually give the best oral pleasures, but in my mind at that moment it didn’t matter even one bit. Even when her teeth would scrape me slightly (especially as the Jeep bumped along on the back roads), I felt only pleasure. I struggled with the idea of placing my hand on her head, or in her hair, more out of encouragement than pleasure, but decided against it when I began to think that Jennifer deserved the same voyeuristic pleasure she was giving me. From time to time, I would catch Allison’s eyes in the rear-view mirror, she was watching my face as my sister took my sex into her mouth. It was one of the most arousing moments of my life.

As Allison kept driving and stealing glances, Jennifer kept me on the verge or orgasm. I saw my opportunity and rubbed my hand along her jersey, down along the small of her back, and began to caress her bottom. Jennifer didn’t make a sound, but moved even closer to me, and like always I found my fingers exploring her body, and all the soft folds that hid her most-precious treasure. I slid my fingers inside the waistband of her thong, and as my hand slid down I was rewarded first with the small indentation of her anus, and as I slid my fingers even further I found her awaiting slit. Whether it was the arousal, or the games we had played earlier in the day, the best term I could ever use to describe my sister’s sex at that moment would be “gaping open”. I could feel the same intense heat that had climbed on my lap earlier in the day.

I slipped first one, then two fingers into her while squeezing my palm tight against her bottom and anus, and I felt as her rhythm changed ever so slightly as she adjusted to the new sensations, and then her tongue fell back into its constant pattern over the head of my member, and I began to saw my ring and middle fingers against the thin skin between her opening, and her anus, starting near her rectum and sliding forward until my fingers were curled and buried in her folds, just slightly penetrating her womanhood.

I would love to say that we orgasmed together, or even better yet that I brought about another full-bodied exultation from my sister as I had earlier in the day, but to do so might be to sell my sister’s tongue short on its abilities. I had barely started to push further in my penetrations when Jennifer dived deeper than she had previously, and I felt my member push into her throat slightly. It was so restrictive, so warm, and so very, very taboo still in my book that I couldn’t help, my body reacted without me, and I began to release into my sister’s awaiting mouth. I groaned, and squeezed my fingers tight into her sex. Jennifer pulled back slightly, but did not remove her mouth from my member as I released wave after wave of pleasure into her mouth and onto her tongue. I felt like I couldn’t stop, I felt as though she would kill me with the pleasure. I had no idea that oral pleasure could be that intense, but it was made all the more intense when I looked forward, and saw we were at a red light, and Allison had turned around, and was grinning as my sister swallowed the results of my orgasm. Without so much as a blush showing on her cheeks, my sister sat up, looked at her friend with a big smile on her face, then turned to me, and said “There, now we’re even!” The light turned green, and once again Allison got the car moving towards the school. We would be there soon, and I still had the same thoughts rolling through my head that I had started the day with, but now… it seemed I had even more thoughts and questions to go with them.

I love having sex with my sister… I have had sex with my sister… she likes the baseball bat… she just swallowed my cum… Allison knows… what are we doing at this party… Allison knows… I want to have sex with my sister while Allison watches… Jennifer is touching herself again… Allison knows, and doesn’t care…

The rest of the car trip, I watched almost torturously as my sister slipped her fingers absentmindedly over her clitoris. I’m not sure if I had helped her, or made her worse when I had touched her, but it seemed since we had gotten in the car, we had reversed roles. I was hard again, to say the least, but Jennifer’s mouth and tongue had gone a long way towards satiation, and now I could tell that Jennifer was in need. I wanted to help her, and at the same time… I didn’t want to help her. I wondered what would come of the party if Jennifer were to be completely worked up when we got there with little release in sight. I shouldn’t have worried, though; it had been her plan all along.

My boner turned me Invisible – PART 2

Once again, I’m John Logan. I’m 16 years old. I’m a geek, average body, average penis of 7 inches, I have dark hair and I wear glasses, although my life is not quite as average. I gained the ability to turn invisible when I get an erection. For the last week I have been trying to find new targets to peep on, but I just can’t do it without a motive. I have decided I will ask Jenny and her twin sister Monica out, both of them. They are Identical twins, and I am going to ask both of them out. If they reject me then I will have my revenge. I guess in a way I’m kind of a super villain, or a hero of a geek’s vengeance.

But before that my new friend Melody is coming over to listen to some classic Ramones albums together. DING DONG. I ran to the door, and opened it. It was Melody.

“Hey, come in.”

Melody walked in. “Nice house, your parents out?”

“My Dad is on a work trip for a couple of months, and my mom is just having a bath upstairs.”

Melody followed me up stairs to my room. Our house was old, dusty and the walls were covered in flower pattern wallpaper. We entered my room. My room was a lot nicer than the rest of the house, white carpets, fresh paint on the walls, and my room was actually very tidy.

“Wow, nice digs.”

I flicked my old record player on and Blitzkrieg Bob boomed out of the speakers.

“Do you want something to drink?”

“Ya, water please.”

“Ok…”

I left to go get the water, as I left; I turned and closed my room’s door. When I turned around I was met with my mother walking naked from the bathroom to her bedroom. Her back was to me, and she didn’t notice me. My eyes were drawn to ass, big and firm. She was surprisingly fit. I began to get an erection and I turned invisible. My clothes don’t change with me so I jumped into the bathroom and hid my clothes. Intrigued at seeing my mother naked for the first time, I tip toed after her.

My mom was average height, long dark hair, 36D Breasts and 40 years old. Alexandra Logan looks like you’re my next target. I followed her into her bedroom. She stretched out on her bed and reached into the drawer next to her and pulled out a firm dildo. I was surprised; I never thought I’d get this kind of show from my own mom. I stood at the end of the bed with a perfect view of her body. She had a thick bush at the top of her slit. She started rubbing herself with her hands slowly, moaning softly. She stopped, got up and propped herself against some pillows. She slowly inserted her dildo in and out and began to moan softly. She grabbed her breast hard as she inserted it deeper into her tight pussy. My cock was now throbbing to get out of my pants. I needed release. Just then the music stopped. OH SHIT, Melody.

I scurried out of the room silently, and headed for the bathroom. Damn it! Melody was heading towards the bathroom. I thought. Just then my mother became louder. Melody looked towards my mother’s bedroom door. She started walking closer to investigate. She opened the door a crack and looked in. She liked what she saw. She pushed on the door and it slowly creaked open. My mother shot up to see who it was.

“Who are you!?” She shouted.

“Oh, I’m a friend John’s.” She said as she caressed her tits.

Melody started moving in closer as Alexandra Logan, my mom, tried to pull the covers up.

“What are you doing?” She pleaded.

“Oh, I was just wondering if we could play together. Don’t worry about John, I heard him go into the bathroom, he’ll be a while.”

Alexandra let the covers fall, revealing her large tits and soaking wet pussy. Melody let her jacket fall to the floor. She pulled her shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The nipples of her B cup breast stuck out prominently. She lifted up her skirt and pulled down her hello kitty panties.

Melody lunged at my mom’s open legs. She started to lap up all the pussy juices and then dove her tongue in deep into my mother’s hot pussy. My mother started moaning again. Little did either know, I was standing right there completely naked and stroking my rock hard cock.

Melody started inserting a finger and my mom’s moans just got louder and louder until she screamed at the top of lungs. They both stopped. Hoped to god I didn’t hear that. Alexandra suddenly grabbed Melody by the shoulders and threw her down beside her. She started to suck on her perky tits, drawing circles around them. Melody moaned softly as she stroked her swollen clit. Alexandra started to kiss and nibble down Melody’s firm body, until she reached her steaming clit. Melody started grabbing and squeezing her own tits. My mom raised Melody’s skirt and started to suck and pull on Melody’s burning clit. Melody started to moan louder.

I was stroking my cock hard, but I knew I had to elongate this experience as much as I could. Melody started to shake and moaning loudly as my mother inserted two fingers in and out. Melody started screaming as her pussy squirted all of my mom. I had to cum right now. I grabbed Melody’s panties on the floor and shot my load into them. I crept away with Melody’s panties, back to the bathroom.

Melody got off the bed and started to get dressed. My mom was disappointed she didn’t get to finish but they agreed on a next time.

“Wait, where are my panties!?” asked Melody worried.

“It’s ok, I’ll find them and return them later.”

Melody agreed reluctantly and made her way back to my room.

I waited until she walked past then I flushed the toilet. I hid the panties under the sink and made my way downstairs to get her water.

As the water filled the glass, my second erection began to subside. I headed back to my room where I found Melody sitting on my bed cross legged trying to hide her panty-less and soaking wet pussy. We talked for almost an hour about classic punk rock, how much we thought Cassandra the school princess was a bitch, and before I could play the romantic card she said the dreaded words. “So my boyfriend is coming down from Toronto and I think you two would really like each other, he’s in a punk band.”

“Toronto? Like Canada, Toronto.”

“Ya, I’m from Canada. I’m a Canadian punk rock chick.”

We both chuckled. But the night came to a close with a kiss on the cheek which made me blush and a thank you for me making her feel welcome here in small town America.

That night I wanked hard into Melody’s panties a second time, thinking about my mother and Melody.

The next day, I was tired but decided to go along with my original plan. I kind of wanted to fuck my mom but incest wasn’t really my thing anyway.

I waited for lunch to make my move.

Crowds of noisy teens were munching, talking and yelling, it seemed like a big mess of sound, I oddly had no worries about asking the twins out. It was almost like I wanted them to say no. The Twins, Jenny and Monica; five foot each, shoulder length brown hair, and average tits. They dressed like sexy librarians; short skirts, tall socks, shirts that were unbuttoned a little bit too far, revealing an excellent amount of cleavage and an overall demeanor that said I’m an easy fuck.

I sat down at my usual table, Jenkins was already there.

“John, how have you been?” Asked Jenkins with a painfully wheezy rasp.

“Fine Jenkins… Just fine.” I said before sighing to myself.

“Did you see the latest Walking Dead?”

Our conversations were almost always way too long and about the TV shows that we each watched. I started to drift and zone out, starring at the twins. Jenny and Monica were sitting right beside each other.

I wanted to ask them out now, but before I could get my chance they got up and started leaving. I got up and started following them. I wondered where they were going. I followed them outside, keeping my distance.

They went to the back of the school, by the dumpsters. I looked around the corner and saw Jenny lift up her skirt to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties. Monica was on her knees. Jenny brought her warm pussy over to Monica’s awaiting and open mouth.

Oh, my god, twins going at it I thought. My boner was so big it hurt. I had turned invisible and quickly moved behind one of the dumpsters to take off my clothes. I them moved in closer for a better look. Jenny was moaning. Monica started to insert her fingers as well. Jenny was rubbing her tits and moaning loudly. She started cumming on her twin sister’s face. She was shaking and became week at the knees. She quickly laid herself down to recover. Monica was impatient for her turn.

“Jenny hurry up, we’re gonna be late for class!”

“Alright!” Jenny said sharply. “Just get on already.”

Monica mounted her sister’s face on the dirty concrete ground. I got in closer for an even better look. My cock in my hands, I was masturbating only feet away. Jenny spread her sister’s moist lips, and inserted her tongue in and out. Monica started moaning and it didn’t take long before she started to shake as well. But her sister Jenny just kept going. Jenny grabbed her sister’s ass cheeks hard and pulled her in closer. She started sucking hard on her Twin’s snatch. Monica started shaking out of control as she squirted what seemed like buckets worth of cum. When she finished Jenny was soaked in her sister’s juices. Monica was un-conscious next to her. I ran off behind the nearby dumpsters to shoot my load against the side of one of them. I turned visible again and quickly put my clothes on. I waited for them to leave before I started following them again. I still had to ask them out, even if I already got a nice treat from them. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I entered them.

“Jenny! What the fuck!? You didn’t have to go that far!”

“No, but I wanted to”

“Look at you, you’re soaked.”

“It’s fine, I’ll just go have a shower, before lunch ends.”

I continued following them. Monica stopped before going in and wiped her pussy down with a wet wipe. Her sister went ahead.

This was my chance. “Hey! Monica!”

“Huh?” Monica turned around as I walked up to her. “Oh, you, what do you want? I saw what you did to Cassandra last week.”

I paused, with concern as I remembered what had happened. I tried asking her out but was caught starring at her tits and got a boner right in front of her. Then I remembered the fun I saw in the showers.

“Oh, that was just a misunderstanding.”

“Well what do you want? I don’t have all day.” She said with a prissy tone.

“I... I want you.”

“Excuse me?!”

“I want to lay you down on a soft bed, and nail you with my hard cock.” I said sharply.

“Uh.. Uh.” Monica was at a loss for words. “No fucking way, pervert!”

Suddenly she slapped me and ran off. She was biting her lip, sort of turned on and flattered.

I let her get a little ahead of me before I started following her again. Damn it! I thought, I was rejected again. My face was red and stung badly. I followed Monica to the change rooms that attached to the gym. I was about to go in when suddenly Melody walked out.

“Where do you think you’re going? This is the lady’s change room.”

“Uh… Um… This is the lady’s?” I asked desperately trying to keep my composure.

Then I noticed it, she had a black eye and a cut on her lip.

“What happened to you?!” I sounded worried, but I wondered if Cassandra had, had her way with her again, this time a little too rough.

“Oh, it’s nothing don’t worry.” She seemed scarred and just walked off.

I decided it would probably be fine, she probably just fell somewhere. I got turned on from remembering what had happened between us in this very change room. I immediately got another erection and turned invisible. I ran into the boy’s change room and left my clothes. I left and went into the girls change room and was met with another bountiful spread of hot chicks covered in a thin layer of moisture from the steam coming out of the showers. In various states of undress, I studied all of them carefully before making my way to the showers to find where Jenny and Monica were.

I saw the shower room, a cloud of steam and fruit scented shampoo flowed out. I took out my rock hard cock as I turned the corner. My heart stopped; Jenny walked out of the shower room naked and right into me. My hand brushed against her breasts. I shot out my load, all over her. She screamed as I came into view. I’m visible. I ran as fast as I could. The other girls screamed and tried to cover up as I ran past. I ran into the boys change room and threw on my clothes. I ran right out of the school and all the way home. I skipped dinner, I skipped my masturbation session, I felt like my life was over. I tried to sleep. My cellphone rang. It startled me out of my deep thoughts.

“Hello?” I grumbled.

“It’s Melody… I heard what happened at school. I thought you different, but you’re just the same.” She started crying. “I thought my boyfriend had changed, but he got drunk today and hit me.” She hung up.

He hit her, I thought, I should have been there for her, not peeping on some incestuous twins. I got up and ran. I ran all the way to her house. She lived by a riverine in the forest. As her house came into view I saw her boyfriend, some EMO jack ass. I ran right at him.

“Hey you! You hurt Melody, I’m gonna beat you up.” I shouted.

“Who the Fuck are you!?”

Tony threw a punch at me but I jumped back just in time. I thought hard about how I wanted to fuck Melody, what I saw the first time I met her and what I just saw the twins do. “I am! Going! To Fuck! MelodyYYY!!!”

“What the fuck is wrong with you dude.” He dove at me. I ducked just as I got a full erection and my body disappeared. Tony shook himself off.

“Where the fuck did you go, you were a fucking a coward after all huh!”

I crept behind him and threw my strongest fist against his head. He fell over instantly on his back.

“What the Fuck!? Where are you?!”

A sat on his chest hard, he let out a gasp of air. I put my knees against his arms pinning him down. I punched him left and right until I saw enough blood on his face. I was visible again.

“You stay the fuck away from Melody and never come back here again, Or else!”

“Or else what?” Tony asked almost un-conscious.

“Or else you will feel my vengeance… Although not in a sexual way.”

“What?..”

“Now run! Run! Or I will come after you, you never know when I will be there watching… although not in a sexual way.”

I let him up and he began to run.

“Melody, you’re safe now.” I said under my breath.

***

(BONUS) Back at the twins house; Jenny and Monica gossiped about what had happened at school with John.

“Can you believe he asked me out before peeping in the girls change room?” Asked Monica.

“Total Perv.”

“But you know it kinda turned me on… what he said to me.”

“What did he say?”

“He said something about laying me down on a soft bed and nailing me with his hard cock.”

“It’s clever.”

“It’s more than clever; it turned me on. Fuck me Jenny!” Monica ordered.

Jenny got up and closed their room’s door. Monica was already taking her pajamas off, revealing her moist pussy, just a little bit of light hair at the top of her slit.

“Fuck me Hard!” Monica moaned.

Jenny dove at her sister, engulfing her burning pussy. She flicked her tongue up and down her sisters clit. Monica moaned softly. Jenny inserted a finger and Monica let out a deep sigh.

“Harder!” Monica shouted.

Jenny shoved two fingers into her sister’s tight vagina. She started to moan louder.

“Harder!!” Monica shouted louder.

Jenny inserted three fingers. Monica was on cloud nine, in a sexual trance.

“Harderrrrr!!!!” Monica Screamed.

Jenny shoved her whole fist into her sister loosened pussy. Monica was screaming with joy. She started squirting all over her twin sister. Wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body, each one made her squirt another torrent over her sister.

Just then their door opened. It was their younger brother. Both sisters gasped and then another wave of pussy juice squirted all over Jenny. Their brother was wide eyed. His jaw dropped. His cock got hard and made a tent in his 15 year old pajama’s pants.

“Charlie!? What the Fuck?! Don’t you knock?!” Shouted Jenny.

“Uh… Uh… I… I heard you shouting. What are you doing?” He said as he took a couple steps in.

“What does it look like, you’re old enough to know, you watch porn don’t you?”

Just then, Charlie ran up behind Jenny as he pulled out his rock hard cock, and shoved it into Jenny’s waiting and wet pussy.

“Noooo!!! Charlie what are you doing!?” She shouted as she was forced down on to the bed. “I’m a virgin! I’m a lesbian!” She pleaded but her brother was in a trance.

Monica just laid there and watched, still recovering from her intense multiple orgasms. There wasn’t any blood. The pain started to subside. Jenny began moaning loudly.

“Ah! Ah! I’m gonna cum!!!” Shouted her brother.

“No!!!” Shouted Jenny.

He brother thrust himself deep inside her as he shot load after load of cum. Jenny just laid there as her brother pulled out and walked away.

“Thanks.” He said as he left.

Jenny started to cry, but it quickly turned into laughter.

“I guess I’m bi.”

Both of them laughed.

TO BE Continued.

Chapter Two: Experimentation

Part 2

The morning's revelatory sex, the breakup with Kim, the day's anticipation of seeing each other again and the early evening's athletic return to sex left my mother and me in an exhausted euphoric daze. We stumbled through a diner of reheated leftovers, and lingered in the living room – and then in the bedroom - in our underwear (she’d changed out of the crotchless pair we'd used so well in favor of a simple silky peach colored pair and a matching spaghetti strap top.)

Tired from all the intensity, we simply lay together and talked for a while. I told her how deeply I'd enjoyed her french maid costume (“I could tell!” she said with a lazy smile,) and how I'd never seen her in that way before.

“What do you mean?” she asked. “In what way?”

“In two ways. Firstly, I've never seen you do anything like role play before,” She took my hand and gently bit my middle finger below the first knuckle. I had to clear my throat. “...and I've never seen you do anything even a little bit submissive.” Her eyebrows raised. “I admit you weren't really very submissive in the costume, but calling me master and then getting down to open my pants and to take me in your mouth like that...”

She released my finger from her teeth, and reached for my boxer shorts. “Well, no matter what sort of role I played, I was determined to get this in my mouth.” I stiffened as she got her small hand through the hole in the front and around the base of my manhood. “But, yeah,” she continued, “I know what you mean. It was a little experiment. It was fun for me too. We can revisit that some time if you want to.” She began running the very tips of her finger nails up and down the length of my shaft, never touching the head. “But not tonight, okay?”

“No, I agree. I've had enough experimentation for today.” I said, running the palm of my hand up the arm that she was using to reach inside my shorts. “Nothing radical tonight. Nothing wild.” I squeezed her shoulder, and inched closer to her.

Stroking me tighter now with the one hand, mom cupped my jawline and cheek with the other. She shook her head and said, “No, nothing wild at all.” with a smile that should have been laughing.

Mom slid towards me for a kiss, then she rolled onto her back and parted her dancer's legs as I approached. We shared a languid kiss as I climbed on top of her. I began rubbing her breasts through her top, and she began to tug my boxers off with short fierce jerks. I lifted the spaghetti-strapped top to her long angular neck, exposing and kissing her soft round breasts. She was working my cock with both hands now, twisting in opposite directions. She let out a small sigh, like someone makes after a swallow of a delicious drink. She was really puling me towards her; I could even feel her using the heels of her feet trying to nudge me to her. Suddenly I felt that wet hole she was keeping hot for me.

I looked up from her succulent chest to her face; dark hair framing hungry green eyes and an open mouth. “When did you get your panties off?” I asked, amazed that I hadn't caught such an important event.

One of her hands came off my dick, and she dug her nails into my ass. “Fuck me now! I'll tell you later!”

I obliged. And, like each of the other times, Mom's cunt was the hottest wettest magical kingdom I'd ever had the privilege to explore. She let out a moan that mixed pain and relief, and her hard slim legs wrapped tightly around my waist.

We tongued and I kissed her face, neck and breasts; even her shoulders at one point. I drilled her with a steady long stroke for what must have been twenty five minutes to Mom's dirty cheering approval.

Finally, I decided to pick up the pace, and started fucking her in high gear. Her legs couldn't hold onto my waist any more, so she just spread them – nearly forming a horizontal line – and let me play. Her chest heaved and bounced magnificently above the gasping plane of her stomach as I shook her frame with my now glistening rod. My mother's dirty talk fell away to incoherent whooping and cries of glee.

We didn't flop around into multiple positions, and – as agreed – we didn't try anything new. But it was passionate and deeply intimate. It was just what we wanted.

My mother and I came together after she'd already coated my balls with her cream twice. Mom was so moved that she went down and licked my rod clean. I was emotionally and physically spent, so I couldn't respond in any way other than smiling and just enjoying it. When she was satisfied that she'd tasted us as best she could she came back up, and looked at me like I was some kind of great new discovery.

“That was wonderful,” my sylphlike mother said, as she lay her head on my chest, and slung a graceful thigh across my midsection.

I was so utterly satisfied that I didn't respond, opting instead to simply run my hand up and down the proffered thigh and stare at the ceiling.

“Don't worry,” she said, mistaking my silence for discontent. She scratched curiously at my chest. “I have more planned for this weekend. Not more role play, but it should be excellent.”

I was eager to see what she had in mind, but for now I had to sleep.

I jumped her the following morning (Wednesday) before she could get into the shower. She had to brace herself against the rim of the tub while I fucked her like crazy from behind, and she practically sang about how deeply she agreed with my pole between her legs. Her tits swayed, begging for my fingers, and her hair flew wild. That tight little ass turned red with the percussion, but it never missed a beat.

I fingered her that evening in front of the television. She left my hand aching but frothy with her sex. In return, she gave me a little strip tease at bed time. Then she sucked me off while humping her naked lissome body against my leg, and fingering herself to a second orgasm. She swallowed every drop of my cum with a humming grin.

Thursday, in her continued enthusiasm for “having your pipe at the back of my throat, your balls on my chin,” she sat under the table during dinner, and blew me with wild vigor; daring me to finish my meal before she finished me off. No one looses in these sorts of contests.

In bed she sat on my face, and howled like a goddamned banshee. I swear the windows were vibrating! Her ass was on my chin, so I could look up the valley of her magnificent body as I tasted her innermost moistness. I stroked myself the whole time, and – to my own surprise – came twice in the exercise. Mom licked me clean like she had Tuesday night, and we slept soundly together the same way as well.

But she wouldn't tell me what the surprise “experiment” was going to be. That – she insisted – would begin Friday night. Begin on Friday night!?

Friday morning she was having none of my monkey business at the bathtub, and warned me that I shouldn't expect any when I got home from classes. “Save your strength for tonight, baby.” was her only advice; her only warning.

End of Part 2

Next is Part 3

Mary wore a red V blouse with black slacks without a bra. The top is not see thru but very thin and her nipples and areola shows through when cold and when she bends forward or turns to her left from a sitting position her complete right breast shows from the left hand side. We have used this blouse many times to show her off at parties and diners.

Clayton and I had trouble keeping our eyes off her as she come down the stairs, she did a pirouette and asked if she looked pretty enough to be seen with two such handsome men, Clayton told her that she looked beautiful, and Mary hugged him and thanked him. I already had a huge hard on; he was no match for her charms and tits.
We spoke a little about family matters on the way to the diner and kept the conversation light.
I chose a corner table and made sure he sat to her left and her at the head end and me to her right.
I ordered beer and a bottle of wine for the table and poured him a glass as well, he asked if it would ok for him to drink it, I said it would be fine as we know the owner and the table is out of view.
He went to the toilet and I asked Mary if she is going to turn-up the heat soon. She agreed but said it was unfair to tease the boy and was afraid of him telling stories to his mother.
I told her to try and see how he responds to her when I am not present. When he returned I got up and said I am going to speak to a friend at the bar and that she should order for me so long.
I made small talk with the barman and two other guys at the bar, she had her back to me and soon I saw her lean on her elbows on the table. After a few minutes she put her left hand under the table and turned towards him game on I thought.
I returned after about 20 min when the food arrived. He looked flustered but she gave me a big smile and said they were catching up nicely and that he has really grownup to be a big man.
She did her best to show of her tit while we were eating, and fished for compliments. I ordered more wine and the waiter also got an eyeful. I told her that waiter enjoyed the view; she then got bold and said that the view is for Clayton and me, and if we wish she will put her cardigan on.
I said that I don’t think so and asked Clayton, he looked at her and said no. Maybe it was the wine but he liked what he saw .It was a little awkward but Mary put her hand on his lap and said that we are all grownups. We finished dinner and all had a little too much to drink. Mary sat between us as we used the pickup. She put her hand on my leg and then the other on his leg and said she is so lucky to be escorted by two men. She asked Clayton about his girlfriends and said she is sorry that he is stuck with his old aunt for the holidays. He told her that she is not old and that he really enjoyed the evening with us.
When we got home she told me that he loved looking at her tit and he told her that she behaved so much better than his mom and enjoyed the freedom with the drinks. I suggested that we watch a porn movie and see if wants to watch and see what happens.
He was watching TV and I offered him a drink, he said he would like beer. As I gave him the beer I asked him if he was going to tell his parents about the drinks, he said no and he hoped that I would not say anything to his mom either. I told him that we have treated him like a grownup and hope that will act like one and not tell tales when he gets home.
I then told him that I do not mind him looking at his aunt as see and I both enjoy it when she shows off. If that bothers him must say as now as we do not want any trouble with the family. He looked at carpet and said that she is really pretty and nicer than his girlfriends.
Mary came down dressed in a short wrap and the same red blouse , she looked stunning , she asked what the men are discussing , I told her we were talking about her , she laugh and said she hopes that nothing bad was said about her.
We sat down on the couch, and Mary asked Clayton to pour her some wine, when he brought it she told him to sit next to her, she was sitting in the middle and said it was cosy.
After watching some 70s show I suggested to her that we watch something a bit more sexy , she turned to Clayton and asked if he would ok with that , he liked the idée and said his parents also watch sexy movies as he has seen them in fathers drawer.
I chose one with a gangbang theme and for the first two minutes Clayton mouth hang open as this beautiful girl took of her clothes and got into bed with three men. I reclined couch back support a little to make it easier to lean back, she snuggled up against me a turned to het left to get closer to Clayton as well. She asked him again if it was ok and if he enjoyed the movie. He seems to really enjoy it. I told him we sometimes get a bit carried away and if it bothers him he must say so.
He hardly looked away from the screen as the scene started to heat up
Mary was by now making comments on the scenes and asked him his opinion, she started talking about cocks and tits and this seemed to surprise him a bit. I started to feel her up and she groaned a little. Clayton glanced at her and I knew he was dying to touch her.
I grouped her tits slowly working her right tit out of the blouse; she started to rub my leg and crotch as she slowly lost control. I kissed her and took her breast out and pulled her nipple, she was now very noisy I looked at Clayton and he was now watching us and not the screen. Mary was rubbing my crotch and I took out her left breast and mauled both her tits hard. She put her hand on his leg rubbed his crotch as well. He closed his eyes at first then I told him that left tit is his , he got the picture by now grabbed her tit with both hands and sucked her nipple , Mary came so hard that she fell off the couch , I kept kissing her while the boy now played with both her tits and nipples s.
I gave him a minute or two to enjoy his first big tits , Mary was just talking dirty and I knew that she would now allow him to fuck her nephew or not. I told her to kiss him properly and feel him up as I knew this is what she enjoyed with young boys; she took over and really lay into him while helping him to maul her tits. Clayton was having the time of his life as I was sure that this has never happened to him. I went to fetch her largest dildo and got another beer.

I undressed while Mary was desperately trying to get to Claytons cock, I stopped them and asked if he wants to see his aunts pussy, he just said please and I took of her wrap, he was amazed at her smooth fat cunt, Mary just wanted to be fucked but I slowed things down to give the boy time to enjoy his whore aunt. I grabbed her tits and told him to undress; she went wild jerking my cock and rubbing her cunt while undressed. He had such a hard on I was surprised that he had not come yet , his cock was rock hard against his belly and about five inches long and thin. He just stood there, I asked him if he has fucked a girl before, he said no but he has been jerked off. Mary pulled him down next to her grabbed his dick with gusto made animal noises now with two dicks in her hands and her tits been mauled she was in heaven , he made crying noises as he came all over her tits.

I instructed Mary to ask Clayton to smear his cum on her pussy (this was my test to see if she would actually let him fuck her and have nephew cum in her. She kept quite for a few seconds while still jerking us both off. She said please rub your cum on your aunts pussy please.
I took his hand and some of his cum and placed it on her cunt and helped him rub in on he was ecstatic while Mary moaned like a beast , I told her to pull her pussy lips apart so that he could see what a real cunt looks like , I scooped up the rest of his cum from her tits and put it in his hand and told him to rub it on her open cunt , I guided his onto her open pussy and pushed his fingers into her pussy we both fingered her pushing his cum up her , showed him how to rub her clit with his thumb while shoving our hands up pussy , she came so hard that she nearly broke my index finger.
I told her suck his cock until he comes again, he was surprised when I took hold of his dick and put it into her mouth, so loved it and was in heaven he played with her tits while I slipped my dick into her cunt she groaned so loud that I came just after a few seconds I came just inside her pussy lips.
He came with a lot of crying sounds and she swallowed every drop. I told her to lie down and not get up while we rested and got some more beer. She wanted to cover up but I said no I want him to look at her.
He gulped down the beer and did not know what to say. I told him to enjoy it and that he really does not need to worry about anything , then I asked him if he wants to fuck his aunt without a condom , he looked at her and said yes if it is alright with us. Mary had calmed down by now and could have second thought told her to play with her tits and open her legs so Clayton can see what a slut she is.

I told him I would teach him about sex with his aunt and he could do anything he likes. We sat down next to her and I saw him get hard again, took his hand and placed it on her pussy and told him to feel his cum in her, I played with her tits while helping him to squash her pussy, my cum poured on his hand and he fingered it deep inside her she knew I came in her and knew what I was up to.
I told him smear the cum in her mouth, he did as he was told, she took his head kissed him with the cum he put in her mouth. She asked him to eat her pussy, I told him what to do and we position her so that she could suck me at the same time.
He really did well with his face covered in my cum and biting her clit until she could take no more.
I asked him if he would like to see his aunt fuck herself with the dildo, he asked if could do it, I said she must first do it so that he can see how deep she fucks herself she knew she had no say in the matter and started playing with his semi hard dick again and took the dildo and started to slide it deep inside her pussy as she closed her eyes he took over and fucked her slowly with it.
She loved it and I knew it was time for the boy to fuck his aunt and cum in her.
I took the dildo away and told him to rub his dick on her wet cunt, he stood on his knees started to do as I told him Mary opened her eyes and I put my dick in her mouth and said you are going to have family cum in your pussy soon, she sucked me very hard and pushed her hips towards his dick.
The boy slipped his dick in his aunt’s pussy it disappeared easily and he was groaning as he fucked his aunt, she was in frenzy and came very hard I came in her mouth and moments later filled her cunt with incest sperm. While he was still enjoying the moment she pulled him up and kissed him with a mouth full of my cum, he pulled away, when he saw me take his place suck my wife’s cunt he let her kiss him again. We were still for a while then I said that I hope we all enjoyed it and should tomorrow. We all agreed, I told him that he is welcome to have fun with aunt whenever he feels like it. Mary loved it; I told her that she can add incest to list.

            I’m lying in my bed, under the covers, and it’s really late at night. My bed has pink sheets with horses all over them. I love horses! I wish I had my own horse. Maybe one day I’ll be rich enough that I could actually have my own horse. I’m lying here, and instead of sleeping, I’m thinking of horses and what my life might be like in the future.

            I can’t sleep. It’s late and I have school tomorrow. I need my sleep so I can pay attention in class. My teacher is nice but he’s making us to do a lot of work, much more than I thought I’d be doing. So I really need to fall asleep soon so that I can get a good rest and wake up “ready to take on the day” like Mommy says. But I can’t fall asleep. I have my eyes closed but I know that it’s not going to do any good. I try to picture sheep in a meadow jumping over a fence and I count them one, two, three, four, five. But I know that’s not going to work either. I know what I need to fall asleep, the only thing I ever need. I need my daddy to come take me up.

            I still remember the first time he took me up. I still remember all the feelings. It was last year, in the summer time. I was outside playing hopscotch on the sidewalk with Sandra, my best friend, and Daddy called for me to come inside the house. I was upset because I was having fun playing with Sandra but he said he had something important to show me. It was just me and him in the house because Mommy was with Grandma in California and she wasn’t going to come back for a whole week. I liked it when Daddy and I were alone in the house because he would act differently than when Mommy was around. That was way before I knew anything about how Daddy really liked to play.

            I remember that when we were alone, Daddy was always very close to me and nuzzling with me all the time. Also, he would let me wear make-up even though Mommy still says I’m too young for it. When Mommy’s around, Daddy pretends to agree with her about the make-up. He says, “There will be plenty of time for you to wear make-up when you’re older, Sammy.” Even though my name is Samantha, and my nickname is Sam, Daddy calls me Sammy. He’s the only one who’s ever called me Sammy. It’s my special name between us, our secret. But the first secret we ever had is that I got to wear make-up when we were alone. Daddy bought me a lot of different kinds of make-up: lip sticks, mascaras, blushes, and powders. My favorite has always been the lipstick. It’s his favorite too; he tells me so. Sometimes all I do is put on the lipstick. But usually I like to put everything on. Daddy likes to watch me put it all on my face, and sometimes he helps.

            All of my make-up is in our Secret Special Box. Daddy hides our box somewhere so Mommy won’t find it when she’s home. She would probably be mad if she found our box because of the make-up. And the other stuff, of course. He won’t even tell me where he hides it because he says it’s only for when we’re alone. But when we’re alone, if we have enough time, he always brings it out of its hiding place. I think the hiding place is in his garage but I’m not sure. I looked for the box once, but I got scared that he would get mad at me if he caught me and then he might not take me up anymore. So I stopped looking.

            That was the summer when we first started watching movies on the couch together. Sometimes, Mommy was only gone for a few hours and there wasn’t enough time for me to put the make-up on. But there was always time to watch a movie on the couch, or even just a little piece of one. He would always sit in the middle of the couch and I would sit on his lap. I used to lean into him so that my back was resting on his chest. Daddy still lifts weights in the garage a lot and his chest was always very strong. I remember thinking that the muscles in his arms were big and hard and I used to love it when he would put them around me. I still do, of course. I remember that Daddy always smelled so good when we were close like that. While we watched the movie, Daddy would rub my shoulders and my arms. Then he would rub my legs and my knees. It really felt good when he would do that. Sometimes, when his fingers would touch the insides of my legs, just above my knees, I felt these little shivers in my back. I used to love that feeling. It was the first time I had ever felt anything like it. It was when Daddy would be rubbing my legs that I would start to feel the hard underneath my bottom. When I would first sit down, I wouldn’t feel it there. But then I would feel it a little bit. And then I would feel it a lot.

            Once the hard was there, Daddy would always whisper in my ear, “Lift up.” That meant that I was supposed to put my hands on his legs and lift my bottom off his lap. When I did that, he would reach down under my bottom and puts his hand inside his sweat pants. (Daddy always wore his sweat pants when we would watch movies together.) “I have to adjust,” he would say. He would move the hard around and then he would say, “Ok.” Then, when I would sit back down, the hard was always right in the middle of my bottom. It felt like I was sitting on a big pickle that was lying on Daddy’s pants. It was always a little bit uncomfortable at first because it felt like I had to balance on it. But then when I relaxed a little, I really liked the way the hard felt underneath me, resting between my bottom cheeks. Sometimes I could feel the hard moving a little bit, but I think that was just my imagination.

            Daddy would usually start breathing a little faster after he would adjust. And he would make big, long breaths called sighs. I could feel his breath on my neck and it felt good. Sometimes we would watch the whole movie just like that with a blanket on top of us in case we got cold. But Daddy was never cold. He was always very warm. And the hard would feel almost hot on my bottom. And then other times Daddy would start breathing faster and faster and he would rub my legs faster and faster too. I used to hate it when that would happen because I always knew what was coming next. He would say, “Ok, up. Gotta go.” That meant that I was supposed to get off his lap and move over. Then he would get up and go to the bathroom. I could hear him sometimes, if I turned down the TV volume with the remote. He would make noises I had never heard before like “Uhhh, mmmm, ohhhh”. I could tell he was trying to be quiet but he was still loud enough so I could hear him. I didn’t like it when I was alone like that. I felt like I was missing something, and I guess I was. But when he came back into the living room, he would cuddle with me on the couch. He would say that he loved me very much and I would tell him that I loved him too. Usually after he came back from the bathroom, we only sat side by side. But sometimes, if I asked enough, he would let me sit on his lap again, but it was always different. The hard wasn’t there anymore. But that was ok, I still rested on his chest and he still held me tight. I really thought that I loved Daddy during those times.

            But on the day that Daddy called for me to come inside, the day that would be the first time he took me up, I found out that I could love Daddy more than I had ever thought before. I remember I asked how come I had to come inside when it wasn’t even dinner time. I was whining because I was upset. Daddy said, “I have something to show you Sammy. It’s important.” He held the door open so I could come into the house. When I was inside, he called out to Sandra, “Go on home Sandra! Sam has some stuff to take care of.” I could see Sandra walking back toward her house when Daddy shut the front door.

            “What kind of stuff do I gotta take care of?” I knew that I should have said have to instead of gotta. But I was upset, remember?

            “I’ll show you. Come on with me.” He put his hands on my shoulders and we walked to Mommy and Daddy’s bedroom. When we went into the bedroom, all my upset went away because I saw that he had brought out our Secret Special Box. It was sitting on the bed.

            Daddy said, “You want to put on some make-up, Sammy?”

            “Yeah! Of course I do.” I always want to put on make-up. I love it!

            “Ok, just some lipstick though. I really can’t wait to show you something new.”

            I was a little disappointed that I could only put on lipstick, but I was also excited that Daddy had something to show me. Maybe it would be a present! I opened the box, took out the lipstick, opened it, and twisted it up. I went over to Mommy’s vanity and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair is straight and blonde and boring. Right now it’s very long, down past my shoulders, almost touching my bottom. But back then it wasn’t that long, it only went about halfway down my back. Sometimes Daddy uses Mommy’s curling iron on my hair to make it curly and wavy. I love it when it looks like that. It looks beautiful. Daddy says I look gorgeous when my hair is like that. On that day, my hair was pulled back into two pigtails with pink furry hair ties. I like pigtails too, because it keeps my hair out of my face when I’m playing hopscotch. Also, I like the way my face looks with my hair pulled back because I am thin and my blue eyes look bigger that way.

            I was wearing a pink and white T-shirt with a rainbow on it and I had little white shorts on and light blue sandals on my feet. I put on the lipstick and my lips looked very red. I was already pretty good at putting it on because I had a lot of practice. I could see Daddy over my shoulder in the mirror. He had gotten up on the bed and he was sitting up, resting on a bunch of pillows, just watching me. There was a pillow on his lap. He was smiling his cute Daddy smile, the one that makes me feel so good. When I finished putting on the lipstick, I turned around and kissed the air toward him the way I know he likes me to do. He said “Sammy, you look gorgeous.”

            “Thank you Daddy.”

            “Come over here on the bed with me.”

            “Ok.”

            I put the lipstick back in the case and shut it good. Then I put it in the box and Daddy took the box and put it on the floor by the bed. I took off my sandals and climbed up on the bed and sat next to him. He was wearing a white T-shirt and his sweat pants with no shoes or socks.

            “Sammy, I want to show you something you’ve never seen before. I’ve been wanting to show you for a long time, a really long time. But I guess you were never old enough. But now I think you’re finally ready. I really think you’re going to like it,” he said, smiling and looking into my eyes.

            “What is it, Daddy?” I could feel my heart start to beat faster. It was all very exciting!

            “Before I show you, Sammy, you know Daddy loves you very much right?”

            “I know, Daddy. I love you too.”

            “You are the most beautiful, wonderful, gorgeous thing in my entire life and I would do anything for you. You know that right?”

            “Yes, Daddy, I know that.” I was getting a little impatient. I really wanted to see what my surprise was!

            But then he got a little serious and his smile went away. “Do you feel the same way about me Sammy?”

            It made me a little nervous that he wasn’t smiling anymore. I thought I might be in trouble now. I blinked and said, “What do you mean?”

            “What I mean is, do you love me so much that you would do anything for me? Anything that I asked you to do?”

            “Yes, Daddy, of course I would.” I thought that was a silly question. Who wouldn’t do anything their Daddy asked them to do?

            “Say it Sammy,” he said, even more serious. “Say ‘I’ll do anything you ask me to.’”

            I smiled at him and said it. “I’ll do anything you ask me to, Daddy.”

            When I said that, I felt something like a big change in Daddy. He smiled so big and he got tears in his eyes. It looked like he was going to start crying. I felt horrible!

            “No Daddy!” I said, almost starting to cry too, “don’t cry!”

            “No no no, Sammy,” he said, leaning forward. He reached his arms around me and gave me a really nice squeeze. He held me close so our cheeks were touching. I could feel his stubbles because he hadn’t shaved his face that day. They were prickly but they felt good too. He said, “I’m not sad! I promise! I’m happy! I’m so happy right now because we’re going to have the best time ever! Just you and me, Sammy! Just you and me!” That made me feel so good! I hugged him back as hard as I could. I was so happy that I almost forgot about my present!

            When the hug was finished, he sat back against the pillows again. I was still sitting next to him. The other pillow was still on his lap. I thought he was going to tell me to sit on the pillow on his lap, but instead he said, “Sammy, move the pillow away.”

            I moved the pillow and my eyes popped wide open. I didn’t know it because the pillow has been there, but Daddy had pulled down his sweat pants past his bottom and I could see his whole private area. There was Daddy’s penis, right there in front of me. I know now what a penis is, of course. But back then, I had never seen one before and I couldn’t stop staring at it. It was as big as a pickle and it was thick too, almost as thick as my wrist. There was hair all underneath it and it was sleeping on Daddy’s thigh, thick and pink and kind of soft. The end was very smooth, not like the rest of it, and the first thing I thought was that I wanted to touch the end of it, to see how smooth it was.

            “Do you want to touch him, Sammy?”

            Even though I wanted to touch it, I was nervous about it, and I said, “No.”

            “It’s ok. I want you to touch him.”

            I shook my head, no.

            “Touch him Sammy. Watch what happens.”

            I reached out with my hand, which looked so little next to Daddy’s penis, and I touched it, right on the smooth end. It was just as smooth as I thought it would be. It was soft too. I touched it again and pressed on it. When I did that,  Daddy made the same kind of sound I heard him make in the bathroom all those times, “Mmmmm.” He closed his eyes and put his head back on the pillows. Then I saw the craziest thing I had ever seen in my life! Daddy’s penis moved! It woke up! I pulled my hand away fast, like it was going to bite me or something. Daddy’s penis started to get thicker and straighter and so much harder! It kept on growing until it was as hard as a rock, and now it was pointed straight up at Daddy’s face! It got so much bigger! It was like a cucumber now, thicker than my wrist for sure, and it was so long! It went up even past Daddy’s belly button! Suddenly, I got very scared of it. Even though I was excited to see it, I was also very afraid. So I backed away toward the end of the bed.

            Daddy picked up his head and opened his eyes. When he saw me looking at it, he laughed out loud and said, “Oh Sammy! Don’t be scared of him. Don’t you know how much he loves you? Come over here.”

            I didn’t move.

            Daddy stopped smiling and said, “Come over here, Sammy.”

            I could tell that he might get angry so I moved over closer to him. Daddy took my hand very gently and put it on his penis. “That’s right. That’s good. See? He’s not going to hurt you. He loves you.” He moved my hand very lightly up and down his penis, very slowly. “This is how you pet him. Keep doing that.” Then he let go of my hand and closed his eyes again. I kept petting Daddy’s penis the way he showed me and I started to not be so scared anymore. I started to feel better about it when I could feel it. It was very warm, almost hot, and I could feel a bump-bump, bump-bump coming from inside of it. It made me feel very relaxed, almost sleepy. And then I realized that this was the hard! This is what I had been sitting on all those times! How stupid I was to be scared of Daddy’s penis! I had been sitting on it for that whole summer and it never did anything to hurt me! Suddenly I wasn’t scared of it at all and I gave it a little squeeze.

            “Oh God! Yessss!” Daddy said. He sounded surprised but also very happy. So I gave it another little squeeze. And then the most incredible thing happened! A tiny drop of water came out of a little hole on the end! I didn’t even see the hole before, but there it was and the little drip was just sitting there, shining in the light like a twinkle star. I kept my hand on Daddy’s penis but I stopped moving it.

            Daddy opened his eyes and saw what I was looking at. “That’s for you Sammy. He made that for you, because he loves you so much. He wants you to taste it. Will you please taste it?”

            I looked up at his face and he was smiling so sweet. But I didn’t say anything. It sounded crazy. Why should I taste water? I knew what water tasted like!

            “Go ahead, Sammy. Bend over and taste it, just like you’re giving him a little kiss.”

            I felt like I couldn’t even think, like I was dreaming. My mind was all slow and my face felt very hot. I looked at the drop of water. It had gotten a tiny bit bigger. I very slowly bent over and gave it a little kiss, right on the end, right on the drop.

            It wasn’t water.

            I pulled my head back a little and I could see that the drop stretched from my lips to the end of Daddy’s penis in a tiny, clear string. There was a small red mark on the end of Daddy’s penis that my lipstick had made when I kissed it. Daddy took his finger and broke the broke. Then he put his finger in my mouth really slowly and gently. I could feel the drop on my tongue. It was gooey like slime and it tasted like nothing I had ever tasted before. Actually, once when I was younger, I had a penny in my mouth and it kind of tasted like that.

            Daddy took his finger out of my mouth and said, “Swallow it, Sammy.”

            I swallowed, but the taste was still there. I didn’t really like the taste, but I didn’t hate it either. I just looked at Daddy’s face and watched him smile at me, the biggest smile I ever saw.

            “I love you so much right now,” he said.

            I wanted to say I love you too, Daddy, but I still felt so dreamy, so slow. I couldn’t even make words come out of my mouth.

            Daddy moved over and pulled up his sweat pants. I could still see his penis poking through them, trying to get out. He gently picked me up and moved me to where he had been sitting, against the pillows. I kept staring at his face and he kept staring at my face. He put his hands on my legs and started to rub them, very soft and slow. All the shivers ran up and down my back and it felt really good. Then Daddy started to unbutton my shorts. I didn’t know what he was doing, but I didn’t say anything. I just kept looking at his face and my arms just laid asleep by my sides.

            He unbuttoned my shorts, put his hand under my back, and lifted me up a little bit. Then he pulled my shorts down my legs and dropped them on the floor by the bed. Still looking at my face, he gently pulled my panties down my legs. Then he put me back down on the bed and sat back on his knees with my panties in his hands. I could feel the air on my vagina and it felt a little cold. I was starting to get a little nervous. I didn’t know what was happening and I was confused.

            Then Daddy put my panties up to his nose and smelled them! He took a big sniff and made a sound like a groan, “Ohhh, so nice. You smell so good Sammy.” He leaned forward all the way to my face and gave me a small kiss on the lips. His stubbles tickled me a little bit but I liked them.

            Daddy opened up my legs with one hand, spreading them wide apart and moved his body down so that he was lying on his tummy in front of me with his head in between my legs. Then he took his eyes off my face and looked right at my vagina.

            “Sammy, what am I looking at right now?”

            “Huh?” I said it slowly. I still felt like I was in a dream.

            “You heard me. Tell me what I’m looking at right now.”

            “You’re looking at my vagina, Daddy.”

            He laughed a little and looked up at me. “That’s good Sammy. But when we’re alone, when we have our special time together, I want you to call your vagina something else, ok?”

            “Ok, Daddy, what?”

            “I want you to call it your pussy. Say it. Say ‘pussy’.”

            “Pussy.”

            “That’s my good girl.” Then he looked back at my vagina and said, “So tell me now, what am I looking at, Sammy?”

            “You’re looking at my pussy, Daddy.”

            “Mmm, that’s perfect. Now I want you to say, ‘Lick my pussy’.”

            “You want to lick it?” I was so confused!

            “Yes, very much so. But I want you to tell me to lick it first. Say it.”

            “Ok. Lick it.”

            “Lick what?”

            “Lick my pussy, Daddy.”

            “Ok Sammy, I’ll lick your pussy.” Then he did! He moved his face right between my legs and put his tongue right on my vagina! It was the most incredible feeling I ever felt! It tickled a little and I got lots of shivers on my back and legs and it felt warm and hot and wet. He moved his tongue all around my private area licking the sides of my vagina slowly and then licking the middle. His tongue felt hard and soft at the same time. And then he kind of opened up my vagina with his mouth and his tongue went inside just a little bit. It was moving around inside, very slowly. I could feel something inside me was boiling and it was a very good feeling, but I couldn’t really feel that too good because of the pain. Daddy’s stubbles were scratching me on my vagina and above it. It felt like my skin was being cut with a bunch of little knives. I was afraid that I was bleeding but I didn’t move at first. I wanted to see what else would happen and I didn’t want Daddy to stop licking me. But then it got too bad and I said, “Ow ow ow!”

            Daddy stopped quick and moved his head back to look at me. “What happened, baby? Are you ok?”

            I felt so embarrassed and sad that I made him stop that I started crying. I pointed at his face and said, “Your stubbles are hurting me.”

            He put his hand to his face and he looked very surprised. “Oh shit! I’m so sorry Sammy! I didn’t even think of it! I’m so sorry! Please stop crying. It’s going to be ok. I’m going to go shave real quick and come right back, ok? Don’t worry. Everything’s ok.” He hugged me tight and whispered in my ear, “You’re doing just fine, Sammy. You are making Daddy very happy today.” Then he pulled the blanket over on top of me so that I was covered and went into the bathroom.

            I was laying there by myself. My crying had stopped pretty much. I was still feeling embarrassed and I was wishing that I could have been stronger so that he wouldn’t have stopped. I was pretty sure that something was happening inside me and I wanted it to finish. I started thinking about how much I loved my Daddy and how scared I was that I was making him upset by acting like a baby. He was being so nice to me and I was being so mean to him. He said that everything was ok, but I still felt like I was acting like a stupid little girl and I felt like crying again. I was very happy when he came back into the room. He shaved the fastest I’ve ever seen him shave.

            “I’m so sorry about that, Sammy,” he said as he sat on the bed and put his hands on my legs over the covers. “I should have realized how sensitive your pussy is. Do you ever touch it or anything?”

            “No Daddy. Should I?”

            He laughed again, “Sure, it’s ok to touch it. It feels good. Let me show you.” He pulled back the covers and sat right next to me. He leaned in close to my face and put his mouth right next to mine like he was going to kiss me, but he didn’t. He just breathed on my mouth, very hot breath, very slow. He stuck his tongue out a little and touched my lips with it. He started licking my lips, very gently, the way he had been licking my vagina. My body started to feel very warm and tingly again. Then he licked his finger and touched my vagina. He rubbed it very slowly up and down in the middle, over the opening. His finger went inside a tiny bit and he kept on rubbing, kind of in circles. My brains felt like they were spaghetti. I had never felt anything so good in my entire life. My body was so relaxed and I almost felt like I was floating.

            “Do you like that, Sammy?” he whispered.

            I couldn’t answer with words, because my mouth wouldn’t work right. I just said, “Ohhhhh.”

            He made a big smile and sighed. “That’s a good girl. Oh my God, you got me going so bad, I need you so bad, Sammy.” Then he quickly moved down and put his mouth back on my vagina. What a difference it was now! His face was smooth and soft and there was no more pain. All there was was good feelings. His tongue moved inside my vagina faster and faster. I felt like there were hot waves of wind blowing inside my body. They started at my vagina and blew down to my toes and up to my head I started to hear something like a ringing or a small whining. The boiling feeling was also there again, in my head, in my tummy, in my pussy! Daddy kept on licking me and he put his hand underneath my bottom in a fist so that he could lift me up and go even deeper with his tongue. My pussy was so wet and I was a little embarrassed but Daddy seemed to like it. He started making slurping noises as he licked even faster.

            The whining noise was getting louder. And then I realized that it was me making that noise! The noise was coming from someplace deep inside my tummy. It was a noise like I had never made before. It was like “EeeeeeeAaaaaaMmmmm…” and I couldn’t stop making it. I tried to stop it, but the other feelings were too strong and it felt like everything was taking me over all at once. I felt like I was a bridge over a river trying to hold up a bunch of cars but there were too many cars on me. And then there were more and more cars on me, driving in circles, piling up on top of each other, busses and trucks and more and more! I wanted to be strong for them and not break apart but I was just a little girl and the feelings were so powerful! I knew the bridge was going to break, that it had to break, that I couldn’t control it anymore. And right before it broke, I felt like my body was lifted up, right off the bed, right through the roof, into the sky and into Heaven. Daddy took me up. Way up. That was the first time Daddy ever took me up and I was actually in Heaven for one second. Then suddenly, it felt like my brain just exploded and all the good feelings came like a fire hose on full blast, shooting out of my head and my ears and my eyes all at once, all over world and the room, all over the bed and all over me and Daddy too.

            I couldn’t help myself. I actually screamed, “OH, DADDY, FUUUUUUCK!”

            He started laughing! With his face still on my pussy, he started laughing so hard. He tried to keep licking, but everything felt different now. My pussy was broken! It didn’t feel good anymore, it felt like too too much. It was a feeling way worse than tickling and I had to make him stop. I twisted up on my side, away from him, and said “No more, no more, please! Please Daddy! No more!” I was breathing so hard that I really had to work to get out all the words. And then, thank God, he stopped and sat up a little. He put his hand on my side and pulled me over so I was lying on my back again. My legs wouldn’t stop moving. They were rubbing against themselves like they were trying to squeeze my pussy. My arms were like dead, lying down by my sides, but my fists kept opening and closing slowly. My brain was like jelly, and everything was spinning. I took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. Then things started to slow down. I realized Daddy had his hand on my tummy, rubbing it softly and he was whispering, “It’s ok, baby. It’s ok Sammy. I love you. You’re my good girl.”

            Then I remembered what I had said and I was so ashamed. I had never said a curse word in front of Daddy before and that was the worst one I could have ever said.

            “I’m so sorry I said that word, Daddy.”

            “It’s ok.” He laughed again, softly. “Just this once, it’s ok, Sammy.”

            I felt my eyes get heavy as everything slowed down even more. My legs stopped moving and my hands stopped squeezing into fists. I just laid there, the most warm and comfortable I had ever felt in my whole life. I felt like I could drift off to sleep.

            “Are you tired, Sammy?”

            “Yes Daddy, so tired.”

            “Ok, you can go to sleep soon. But there is one more thing I want to show you.”

            “Can you show me later?” I was so exhausted; I could feel dreams starting up in the back of my brain.

            “No, Sammy. I can’t wait. I’ve waited long enough for this. This is going to be the best part.” He reached under my back and pulled me toward him. “Now sit up.”

            I sat up, even though I was still feeling loopy. Daddy moved me over to the side a little bit. Then he kissed me on the forehead and laid down on his back, on the pillows, right where I had been. I was jealous because he looked so comfortable. But he also looked very excited. His eyes were open very big and his mouth was open too. Daddy was breathing fast.

            He reached over, took my hand, and pressed it on his sweatpants, right on top of his penis. I could feel his penis right through the material. Daddy made another sigh and closed his eyes. He started moving my hand in small, slow circles, all over his penis. I could feel it getting harder and harder, really fast, faster than last time. In just a few seconds, it felt like a cucumber in his sweatpants again. It was really big and I could see it poking up at the material like it wanted to get out.

            Daddy took my hand off his penis and pulled down his sweatpants with his other hand. He lifted up off the bed so that he could pull them down even farther, almost to his knees. His penis was just as hard and big as it was last time. It stretched out from Daddy’s hair and it pointed straight up at his face.

            Daddy let go of my hand. “Keep rubbing it, Sammy, just like I showed you.” Now Daddy was having some trouble talking. He was breathing even faster.

            I reached down and rubbed Daddy’s penis in small, slow circles, just like he showed me.

            “Oh yessss. Yesss, good girl. Here.” Daddy took my hand and pulled it to his face. He stuck out his tongue and liked my entire hand like a Popsicle. “Make your hand wet. It feels better that way.” Then he put my hand back on his penis and I kept on rubbing it. Now that my hand was wet with Daddy’s spit, it slid along his penis much easier.

            Daddy said, “That’s good, Sammy, real good. A little faster now, and a little harder.”

            I rubbed Daddy’s penis a little bit faster and I pushed down on it a little bit harder. I rubbed it all the way from the bottom to the very top where the little hole was.

            “Make your hand wet again, Sammy. Spit in your hand.”

            I stopped rubbing. “Spit in it?”

            “Yes!” he almost yelled it. “Spit in it now and don’t stop rubbing!”

            I got a little scared that he raised his voice so I spit in my hand even though it was a disgusting thing to do and I put my hand back on his penis, rubbing it fast and hard.

            “Oh God! Jesus, yes! That’s so good, baby. So good!”

            I was really happy that I was doing a good job and that Daddy was so happy with me. I squeezed his penis and just like last time, some gooey water came out of the little hole on top. This time there was more. It dribbled out and ran in a string all the way to Daddy’s tummy. Daddy saw what happened. “That’s good, baby. That’s a little pre-cum for you to eat. Come on. Bend over here and lick it up, baby.”

            I really didn’t want to do that. The last time I tasted that stuff, it was kind of gross. I could still kind of taste the penny taste and this time there was way more than just a drop. I shook my head at Daddy, no.

            “Don’t tell me ‘no’, Sammy. Remember what you said. Do you remember?”

            I remembered saying lots of things, but that felt like 10 years ago.

            “Sammy, you said you would do anything I asked you to. Remember that?”

            I thought about it and I kind of could remember saying that. But I felt like the person who said it was a different girl, not me at all. But I couldn’t lie about it. I did remember. “Yes.”

            “Do you still love me, Sammy?” Daddy asked. He wasn’t mad anymore. He was so handsome, and kind of sad. He almost looked like he was going to cry. I couldn’t let that happen!

            “Yes, Daddy! Of course I do!”

            “Good. I love you too. And I would do anything for you. But now I need you to do this for me.” He reached out his hand and put it behind my head. Then he gently pulled my head toward his tummy, my face was getting closer and closer to the gooey stuff. I pulled back a little, but I could tell he wasn’t going to let go, so I let him pull me closer to it. When my face was right above it, he stopped. I could smell it. It smelled like the penny taste.

            “Stick out your tongue and lick it up, Sammy.”

            I swallowed. I knew I had to do this to keep Daddy happy, to show him that I loved him and that I would never lie to him. So I leaned in a little closer, my pigtails were hanging down on both sides of Daddy’s tummy and I could feel the top of his penis against my chin. I stuck out my tongue as far as it would go, putting it right into the little string of goo, and licked like a cat licking a milk bowl. I took it into my mouth and I instantly tasted the penny flavor. So I swallowed as quickly as I could. I tried to pull away, but Daddy held me down.

            “Good girl, but there’s a little more there.”

            I could see that there was a little more. Daddy wanted me to do a real good job. So I stuck out my tongue and licked again, and again until it was all gone. I swallowed again and this time I choked. My throat closed up like I was gagging and I felt like was going to puke! I thought I would just die if I puked on Daddy’s tummy so I forced myself to sit up quick. I could taste puke taste in the back of my throat and I swallowed again and again to make it go down. My eyes were watering. I wasn’t crying. They were watering from almost puking.

            “You ok, Sammy?” Daddy said. He didn’t seem upset at all. I was glad he wasn’t mad at me. I nodded, yes. I was afraid to open my mouth to talk.

            “That was real good. You did a great job there and I’m real proud of you. There’s just one more part and then we’ll be done. There’s going to be more of that stuff soon, and I need you to swallow it all for me.”

            I swallowed again and rubbed the tears out of my eyes. “How much more?”

            “A lot.  I think there’ll be a lot more, Sammy. Lie down.” Daddy sat up and moved me to where he had been, laying down on the pillows on my back. Daddy took off his sweatpants all the way and got up on his knees. His penis was still hard and straight and big. He put his knees on either side of me and moved up my body until his penis was right over my face. I was glad that he wasn’t sitting on me. If he would have sat down, he would have crushed my tummy with his butt.

            “Are you ready, Sammy?”

            I was definitely not ready. But for some reason, I nodded, yes.

            “Good girl. Now keep your hand here.” He took my hand and put it underneath his penis, on his balls. I didn’t know what balls were back then, so they just felt like a warm, soft, hairy, little bag. I kept my hand on them the whole time. Daddy spit in his hand and grabbed his penis. He started rubbing it fast, faster than I could have ever imagined. He took his other hand and put it on the wall above my head, holding himself up so he didn’t fall over. He rubbed even faster now, so fast that I couldn’t even see his hand anymore. Everything was so blurry.

            Daddy moaned real loud and pointed his penis down, right at my mouth, still rubbing it faster and faster. “Oh shit, baby, I’m so hot, I’m coming for you! I’m coming now, Sammy! Open your mouth! Open it real wide for Daddy!”

            I did. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I knew there would be more goo soon but I didn’t care. I wanted Daddy to be happy and I knew that it was my job to make him happy.

            A giant blob of goo shot out of Daddy’s penis hole and right into my open mouth. I felt some of it hit my teeth and the rest went all over my tongue and to the back of my throat. The taste and the smell was everywhere, much stronger than ever before, and I shut my mouth to swallow it as fast as I could. I didn’t think that there would be any more coming out.

            Boy was I wrong.

            “Wait! Open up! Keep it open!” Daddy tried to talk fast but the second blob had already shot out. It hit my closed lips and splattered all over my face, on my cheek and some even ran up into my eye. I closed my eyes quickly and opened my mouth again.

            “Good girl, keep it open until I tell you!”

            Another blob shot out. I couldn’t see it because my eyes were closed, but I could feel it. It landed in my mouth, but some of it missed and landed on my other cheek. Daddy’s aim was not so good. I kept my mouth open and tried to breathe but the smell was making me sick. Then there was another blob and another. They also mostly went into my mouth. There was so much goo in my mouth that I almost started to gag. But I didn’t because I didn’t want to spill it. I didn’t want Daddy to be mad at me.

            “Uhhhhhh!!” Daddy yelled out so loud I thought everyone outside could hear. Then I felt one more small blob land on my chin.

            Daddy took a deep breath and said, “Good girl, Sammy. Now swallow it all.”

            I closed my mouth and I could feel some of it spill out of my lips. There was just too much to keep it all in. I swallowed a big gulp and I felt all of it go down my throat like a warm penny-flavored milkshake. I felt my tummy gag a little bit, but the puke feeling didn’t come back, thank God. I open my mouth and took a deep breath. My eyes were still shut tight and I could feel goo dripping down the sides of my face.

            “Damn, baby, that was amazing. Hold on.”

            I felt Daddy get up off me, and off the bed. He went into the bathroom and I could hear water running. I heard him shut off the water and come back into the bedroom. I felt something warm and wet on my face. It was a wash rag. Daddy was cleaning the goo off my face, gently and soft.

            “You did so good, Sammy,” he whispered as he cleaned. He dipped the rag into my eye and cleaned out the goo so I could open them again. Daddy looked so happy and so peaceful. I smiled big because I knew that I had made him look that way. He smiled back at me. “I love you, Sammy.”

            “I love you too, Daddy.” That was the best day of my life.

            I’m thinking about that day, remembering every detail and making myself feel hot all over. I really need to get some sleep tonight, but I know that I won’t be able to sleep until Daddy comes in to take me up. Mommy’s home, so we will have to be very quiet and we have to wait until she is asleep. But it’s very late now and I know that there’s no way she could still be awake.

            From down the hall, I hear the most wonderful noise in the world. Daddy’s bedroom door opens and closes, so quietly. I can hear him walking toward my room, in his bare feet so he doesn’t make a sound. I can feel him getting closer and my heart starts to beat a little faster with every step he takes. I open my legs a little under the covers and touch my pussy. It’s already so wet. I close my eyes and wait for my door open.

            I really hope he shaved today.

     His step mom was his favorite stroke off fantasy. His real Mom has died of cancer when he was 7. His Dad had met his step mom, Danielle, coming home from a business trip. She had been in the seat next to him on his flight back home, they had started to talk, and talking led to a date. Dating had led to an eagerness to get married. Jake was 13, and after his Dad asked him if he was cool with the idea of Danielle becoming his step mom, they had tied the knot. Jake had met Danielle, he liked her a lot, and he was happy to have a new Mom. He soon discovered that there were fringe benefits, too.

     They had a backyard pool, and his step mom like to put on her tiniest bikini, and sunbathe. Jake could feel the squirmy excitement in his groin when he got a visual fill of Danielle in her bikini. Her body was smoking hot, the way those hips flared out, and the nipping in of her waist, giving her a classic hourglass figure, made his cock throb. Her tits were just the right size, not huge zeppelins, but not tiny bumps either. Danielle was 26, and his Dad was 39, so he was actually closer in age to her that his Dad was. When she was out by the pool, with a high privacy fence around the perimeter, if there were no one but Jake and his Dad around, she always stripped off her bikini, and lay back, gloriously nude. When she'd first done that in front of Jake, his first idea was to look away, but his eyes could not be moved from his step mom's awesome body. Jake realized he was staring, he flushed guiltily, raising his eyes to Danielle's, but she smiled at him, letting him know it was cool, and continued with her relaxing nudity. Relaxing to her, but it drove Jake crazy. It didn't take more than a few minutes before he was in his room, the door locked, and he'd stroked out a thick juicy load, the remembered view of his step mom's naked body quickly brought on a thick, creamy explosion of cum, his body shaking and jerking as he launched several thick ropes, doing his best impression of a fountain.

     He'd had several great views of her yesterday, as she seemed to have trouble getting comfortable, he couldn't decide which side was hotter. That incredible, heart shaped ass, just seeming to beckon to him, he ached to stroke that glorious expanse of smooth, tanned skin. Her sexy waist, with the neatly trimmed nest of dark pubic hair, he'd loved to run his fingers down, through that nest, and slide his fingers along those sexy labial lips. His cock was rock hard, her lay back, and just as he wrapped his fingers around his cock, the door opened. Jake was thunderstruck, his step mom stepped through. She was totally, gloriously naked, and she had a lust filled smile.

     "I figured you'd need to take care of things before breakfast" Danielle cooed, "I see the way you look at me when I'm out by the pool. It turns me on, thinking of you getting a hot, hard bulge, then needing to stoke out a thick, juicy load. Just lie back, and let your step Mommy stroke out a load for you."

     Jake may have been startled, but he wasn't too startled to do exactly as she requested. Danielle had him scoot down, until his legs were over the edge of the bed, she knelt on the floor, her eyes flashing arousal as she looked at his 7 inches, throbbing eagerly.

     "Now, just relax sweetheart, let your step Mommy make you feel so good."

     He had a bottle of baby oil on his nightstand, and he watched as Danielle took a handful, slicking up her right hand.
    
     Danielle smiled, she certainly knew how to stoke a stiff hard-on. When she was a teenager, she'd been a horny, precocious 15 year old, always trying to get a peek at her 17 year old big brother, until one day, he caught her spying on him as he stroked his cock. He told her that he was gonna tell Mom and Dad, and Danielle had been mortified, she couldn't think of anything more horrible than her parents hearing what a nasty, perverted little slut she was. She begged her brother not to, and when she said she'd do anything at all to avoid that, her brother gave her the chance.

     "Get your ass in my room, get naked, and stroke my cock for me, that's the price for my silence" her brother had said in a firm voice.

     She gaped at him, thunderstruck by the idea. Her brother repeated the offer, and her horny mind started to like the sound of it. She nodded slowly, and in a minute, they were in his room. She started to peel off her T shirt, feeling shy, but liking the way her brother started to breathe hard, as her tits were revealed. She could see the growing bulge of his cock tenting up his shorts, as she slid her jeans down, with a deep breath, she slipped her fingers under the waistband of her panties. She had a very sparse, wispy covering of pubic hair, and her brother couldn't take his eyes off of her. His cock had grown to full height, rock hard and eager.

     "Yeah, oh fuck yeah, so damn sexy, get over here Danni, and stroke my cock."

     It may have been her first time giving a handjob, but after wrapping her lubed up hand around it, stroking at that hard, eager prick, and judging by her brother's reaction, it looked like she was doing it right. As she got into the rhythm of stroking his hard stalk of male flesh, she felt a growing sense of power. As he squirmed around, grunting and sighing, her hand clamped around his cock, that feeling increased, then he started to growl, pumping his hips up, fucking his cock with her hand.

     "Yeah, yeah, oh fuck, yeah, yeah, YEAH!"

     His cock erupted, she was absolutely enthralled when a huge thick rope of her brother's creamy cum squirted out, then more thick spurts, his cock gushing wildly, Danielle eagerly milking at him, making sure that her brother's cock was emptied of every drop. Danielle liked it so much, she wanted to stroke his cock every chance she got, and her brother was happy to let her, enjoying the refinement of her technique. She'd been stroking her brother's cock until he got married. Now, her lucky stepson, Jake, was going to enjoy her skill.     

     Jake looked down, saw his step mom's face, right next to his cock, grinning at him, as he felt her hand wrapping around him, and he moaned with pleasure as she started to stroke him. She stroked him slowly, wanting to drag out the pleasure for him. She had a wonderful grip, not too tight, not to loose, just right. Damn, the feeling of her stroking his prick was electrifying, she had a wonderful skill of twisting her hand around his shaft as she stroked, adding more sparks of pleasure to his throbbing cock.

     Danielle was loving the rhythm of stoking Jake's prick. Her pussy quickly became a lust fueled center of slick juices, after he shot his load, she was going out to the garage, drag her husband into the shower and get him to fuck her silly.

     Danielle whispered, "Look at me Jake" as he did so, she continued, "Imagine that my lips are around your stiff cock. I suck it slowly, can you feel the grip of my hot lips? My tongue slides up and down the shaft of your hard stiff cock. I suck it, up and down, again and again."

     Not even breaking her stroke, she repositioned herself, squatting over Jake's legs, her pussy mere inches below Jake's surging prick. Jake could feel his spunk building, the sight of her so close made his cock twitch eagerly.

     With a sexy smile, Danielle continued, "Just as you're ready to explode, I move up over top of you. I look into your eyes as I slide my hot, wet pussy down over your thick, stiff cock. Ummm, oh yes, I can feel your stiff hard cock stretching open the tight walls of my pussy, can you feel the grip of my hot pussy? I slide my throbbing, fiery pussy up and down, faster and faster. Fuck me hard and fast, I want it now! I want you to cum for your step Mommy, feel my hand fucking your cock, and cum for me NOW!"

     Danielle loved to feel the tremors of excitement surging through Jake's cock, and Jake quickly did as she wanted, and he was cumming, his cock erupting again and again, a shower of white, hot cum spilling out, Danielle could feel his cock's thick juices covering her hand as he thrust up over and over, fucking his cock with her tight pleasure grip, grunting and spilling a virtual river of cum as it slid down the length of his shaft, over Danielle's tight grip, his ears ringing, gasping for breath, fuck it felt like he was going to pass out.

     Danielle smiled at him as his cock started to slowly soften, releasing him from her grip. She ran a finger through one of the slick trails, then brought it to her mouth, sliding it in, sucking his cum off her finger.

     "Oh yes, good boy, such a thick, tasty, big load. Now, you just lie back and rest for a while, baby, I'm going to get your Dad in the shower and have him fuck my ass off, I'm so hot. Maybe next time, we can do more, but for now, just imagine your Dad fucking me silly."

     At the door, she paused and said, "After your Dad has his way with me, I'll make a Saturday brunch, I'll let you know when it's ready."

     In just a few minutes, Danielle had coaxed her husband into the shower, and under the warm spray, she was bent over, gripping her ankles as her husband Don drove his eager, rampant cock into her. She was letting out squeals and growls of pleasure, feeling her orgasm racing at her. She remembered what she had just done, remembered the feel of Jake's cock throbbing, then the explosion of his load gushing hotly out of him, the sight of him cumming at her hand, and that did it. As she felt Don's explosion, the jetting gushes of her horny husband's cock unloading in her, she let out a howl as her overheated pussy burst in a glorious orgasmic explosion, the spasms racing up and down her overheated tunnel, milking hubby's cock for every drop of thick spunk.

     Later, Jake and Don were sitting at the breakfast table, Jake enjoying the view of his sexy step mom, dressed in tight, baby blue shorts and a halter top, giving him a secret smile as she laid out their brunch. Jake wondered about her remark of maybe doing more next time, he hoped so.

     Early in the afternoon, he watched Danielle in her tiny bikini, smiling at him, stripping it off by the poolside. She did a slow turn, letting his eyes drink in everything, then she gave him a knowing smile as he headed upstairs to his bedroom. He ran back what Danielle had said to him as she stroked his cock. His mind played it back with word for word precision.

     "Imagine that my lips are around your stiff cock. I suck it slowly, can you feel the grip of my hot lips? My tongue slides up and down the shaft of your hard stiff cock. I suck it, up and down, again and again. Just as you're ready to explode, I move up over top of you. I look into your eyes as I slide my hot, wet pussy down over your thick, stiff cock. Ummm, oh yes, I can feel your stiff hard cock stretching open the tight walls of my pussy, can you feel the grip of my hot pussy? I slide my throbbing, fiery pussy up and down, faster and faster. Fuck me hard and fast, I want it now! I want you to cum for your step mommy, feel my hand fucking your cock, and cum for me NOW!"

     Once again, Jake arched up, fucking his hand, and he felt the explosion as his cock blew, shooting out another juicy spray, the thick white ropes splattering all over his belly.

So there Jim was, naked sporting a morning hard-on with two naked fourteen-year-old girls, his daughter Jennifer and his niece Sara.  How was he going to explain this?

Dave just stood in the doorway for a minute and stared at the scene.  The girls had just awakened and were still groggy but Jim was wide awake with panic.  To make matters worse, Dave’s daughter Alice appeared suddenly next to her father and said, “Daddy, why is everybody naked?”

“I guess they must be hot,” Dave stammered.  “Go and play outside for a while, I’ll catch up with you,” and Alice left.  “Is that you Jennifer?” he asked the naked blonde.  He hadn’t seen Jennifer for about two years.  “My, you have grown!” he said with a smile.

“So Jim, you’re being a little naughty with your daughter aren’t you?” he smugly asked.  “Don’t worry, I won’t tell.  Why do you think I bought this place?  Once Alice started growing up, I knew we had to have private time too.  So we came up here but we never expected that you would be doing it with your daughter and another girl!  Well, anyways, I brought some food so let’s eat, cool off in the pond and get to know one another.”

They quickly ate a small meal and Jim found out from Dave that Alice was two years younger than Jennifer.  Apparently Dave and Alice had been coming up here for about a year for private “camp outs”.  Wow, Jim thought, that made Alice eleven when they started.  Also, they agreed that each other could fool around with each other daughters if it was ok with them.  They all talked a little more then shed their clothes and marched down to the little pond.  When Alice took off her shirt and panties, Jim got a full appreciation of her young age.  Alice was cute, with light brown hair around shoulder length and braces which shined when she smiled.  She only had little nubs, barely bumps for tits and completely hairless slit which Jim wondered if she had shaved or just hadn’t grown hair there yet.  Maybe a late bloomer, he thought.

So they got to the pool and it was still freezing cold like the day before so they didn’t stay long.  The day was warm enough that they went back to the cabin and by the time they got there they were pretty dry.  Jennifer and Sara hung around Dave and played with their new toy Jim noticed.  That left Jim and Alice for themselves.  She actually made the first move.  They sat down next to each other and her hand went to his knee.  When she looked and wasn’t objecting, she went higher on his thigh.  Jim then put his hand on her soft white inner thigh and started feeling a tingling in his cock.  She moved higher and higher until she got to his cock and balls, which she started rubbing.  He kissed her and then ran his finger up and down her slit, finding her clit, then sticking a finger in her hole below.  Her youth made her naturally very wet and he fingered her easily.  He was becoming fully erect now as Alice began stroking him and gently squeezing his balls.

She stopped kissing him, bent over, and put his hard dick in her tiny mouth.  Alice could barely go a third of the way down on his shaft but she was a good girl for trying Jim thought to himself.  He now had two fingers in her and was rubbing her clit continually. 

All of a sudden, Jim’s daughter Jennifer appeared and said, “You really want to fuck Alice, don’t you Daddy?  I told her all about you and she said she would too.”

“Ummm, yes honey, I guess,” Jim stammered at the unexpected question.

“Ok, I’m here to help,” Jennifer giggled.  “You just lay on your back Daddy, we’ll do all the work,” and Jim obeyed.  Jennifer whispered something in Alice’s ear and Alice went up to Jim’s head, spread her legs and sat on his upper chest.  Then she slid herself higher on him until her young smooth hairless slit was touching his mouth.  He had no choice but to start licking that sweet little pussy.  He spread open her delicate young outer labia revealing her glistening pink inner lips.  Her slit was so small that he could dart his tongue in her vagina and lick her clit in one motion.  Jim could tell she was getting off from the amount of sweet juices flowing out of her little hole.

She moved off of Jim’s face and again Jennifer took over.  This time Alice knelt above Jim’s very erect cock.  Jennifer took his cock, licked his shaft up and down to get it wet and stood it straight up in the air pointing directly to Alice’s pussy.  As Alice squatted her petite body lower and lower, Jennifer had one hand keeping Jim’s cock straight up and the other opening Alice’s tight pussy.   She got down until Jim could feel her young flesh on the tip of his dick head.  Then, as she sat lower, her warm wetness mingled with his oozing pre-cum.  Jennifer was looking on intently, making sure her father’s dick would slide nicely into her new friend’s Alice’s young small hole.  His bulbous head pushed open her soft white lips as it started entering her, and then it disappeared inside.  Alice sat down on his shaft smoothly now that it had begun its journey into her willing vagina.  Jim could feel her extreme tightness as she let him inside her.  All of her tiny muscles strained to let him into her, but she gleefully kept going until Jim was entirely in her petite young body.  She loved the feeling of something inside her, and Jim filled her more than enough to satisfy her young lust. 

Jennifer rubbed Alice’s clit to get her even more aroused and she started moaning in deep sexual pleasure.  She started lifting herself off then back on Jim’s cock and got into a nice rhythm of fucking.  He felt her climax time and time again as he went deep in her repeatedly.  Jennifer climbed over her father, faced Alice and started kissing her while her father fucked her.  That left Jennifer’s sweet asshole and smooth slit right in Jim’s face, so he helped himself to some delicious licking of his daughter’s asshole and wet dripping pussy. 

Jim wanted to hold off on his climax, but with a cute little sixth grader bouncing up and down on his cock and his lovely daughter’s ass in his face, he could not will himself to put off the inevitable any longer.  He cock erupted with a massive load of cum deep inside Alice’s petite pre-teen body.  She felt his hot liquid squirt deep inside her womb a number of times and climaxed as he was spurting.  Alice looked down and saw his cum mixed with her pussy juices running out of her pussy and down his shaft, collecting at the base of his dick.  Jennifer looked to and quickly bent over and started licking the mingled juices as they flowed.  Alice got off of Jim’s still erect cock and a huge gush of white cum came out.  Jennifer had her mouth open with Alice’s pussy above her and she pushed out all of Jim’s cum as she could.  It dripped into Jennifer’s mouth but she did not swallow.  Rather, she took her mouthful of jizz and kissed Alice, swapping the cum with her.

With his load temporarily recharging, he glanced over to where his buddy Dave was.  He seemed to be having quite a good time with Sara, pounding her fast and hard.  She was crying with ecstasy in his ravishing of her body.  The he saw Dave pull out from from Sara’s smooth snatch, grab his cock and aim it at her sweet tender face.  He stroked his cock a couple of times then a gushing of white cum poured out of his dick hole shooting poor Sara straight in her left eye, then her right, then all over the rest of her adorable face.  She was completely glazed with semen.  She was laughing and said, “Shit!! I’ve never been plastered like that before!”

Both of the men took a little breather and discussed that Jennifer was the only one who had not been fucked yet and who should be the one to do it?  They concluded, why not both of us! 

“Jennifer, have you ever heard of a DP before?” Jim asked his daughter.

“No, Daddy, what’s that?”

“Well, Dave and I will show you.  It stands for ‘double penetration’, and you’ll love it,” Jim said.

Dave was already hard again with lust in being able to fuck his friends lovely fourteen-year-old daughter.  Dave laid down on his back. 

“Now, honey, start having Dave fuck you and I’ll join in in a few,” Jim said to Jennifer.

She got on top of Dave and guided his long dick inside her wet hairless pussy.  His cock was not quite as big as her father’s but it was a nice size, Jennifer thought to herself.  She let him thrust his dick in her for several minutes and then her father came from behind and said, “just bend over a little, sweetheart, I have to get to your asshole.”

She bent over so her tits were now touching Dave’s chest.  Jim looked down and the sight of another cock in his sweet daughter’s pussy actually excited him, and he didn’t really know why.  But he had other things to do now.  “Lick my cock sweetie.   Get it nice and wet,” and Jennifer did as was told by her father.

When it was satisfactorily wet, Jim stuck a finger in his daughter’s delicious dirt hole and loosened it up a little.  Then he took his hard cock and rubbed it between her gorgeous round soft ass cheeks, down he went until his cock head stopped at her anus.  He pushed it in and she was expectantly tight but they both knew she would be.  Jim applied a little more force and he popped through her actual asshole muscle and into her colon.  It was getting easier, Jim though, not easy, but easier.  Now he was fully inside her with his pre-cum oozing into her intestines while pumping her ass.

Both men pounded her hard and fast.  What a little slut, but she was ‘my’ slut he said to himself smiling.  After several minutes of complete brutalizing her pussy and asshole, they had agreed not to cum inside her but pull out at the same time; and now was the time.

It was as if it were written in a script:  Jim on Jennifer’s right and Dave on her left.  They pointed their cocks to her pretty face and started spewing loads of cum all over her.  She opened her pretty mouth to try and catch some, but they aimed at more than her mouth.  Her forehead, eyes and up her nose were blasted by the white hot semen.  She blinked and gasped at the barrage of cum that headed her way, but she enjoyed every second of the soaking.

When the men shot their final drops of cum from their cock slits, Sara and Alice started licking Jennifer’s face, swapping and swallowing as much cum as they could.

Both men looked at each other and said, “I think we should come up to the mountains more often.  Nice fresh air.”  They both laughed.

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It had been days, three to be exact, but who’s counting, that Jim had had sex with his lovely daughter Jennifer and his equally beautiful niece Sara.  He felt his balls were about to explode and it didn’t help matters much that the two fourteen-year-olds ran around the house half naked with their ultra-tight shorts and flimsy half-length tee shirts which proudly revealed their very flat young stomachs.  The problem was his wife Heather.  She was always around and he could not get to see the girls by himself.

His daughter had her long blonde hair down today and sat down next to him on the couch.  She was braless today and her nipples were clearly outlined by her thin white shirt.  She crossed her long smooth legs and stared at her bare feet.  It looked to Jim as if she had just painted her toenails a baby blue which matched her gorgeous eyes.

“Why the sad look Daddy?,” she said.

“I haven’t been with either of you girls for an eternity,” Jim grumbled.  “We have to figure out a way to get some private time together, away from your mother.”

“How about we go up to your friend Dave’s cabin in the woods for a couple of days?  Mom hates camping out, she won’t want to go,” Jennifer offered.

“You know honey, I think that might work.  You think Sara would want to come along too?”

“Of course, where I go, she will.”

As Jennifer predicted, her mother wanted nothing to do with camping in the woods in a cabin with no Jacuzzi or Wi-Fi in it.  Jim called his buddy Dave and it was ok with him to use the cabin for a couple of days.  So they packed up and headed off to the mountains. 

It only took a couple of hours of hiking to reach their destination.  The girls were wet with perspiration and their tee shirts clung to their nubile bodies.  Jim was hot too, but not just from the trek.  They opened the door of the cabin.  There wasn’t much inside; a black wood stove, a table and chairs, two beds and a sink with a hand pump next to it to get well water.

“Home sweet home,” Jim said jokingly.  They all put their backpacks down and Jim said, “there’s a small pond nearby if you girls want to cool down.  Let’s go find it.”

It was only a few hundred yards away and they found it easily.  The girls looked around, saw only squirrel’s and birds in the area and figured it was a good time to go skinny dipping.  They quickly shed their shirts, shorts and shoes and slowly waded in.  Jim watched the two naked teenagers as they tested the water’s temperature.  It must have been cold because they didn’t just jump right in.  Instead, they bent over and splashed each other, giggling all the while.  They both got their hairless bodies drenched and Jim could indeed see that the water was cold for their nipples were rock hard on their developing pubescent breasts.  They finally gave in and began swimming and Jim decided to join them.  He had become half hard while watching his blonde lovely daughter and her brunette cousin splashing away and knew that once he hit the water, he was going to go soft.  No problem, he thought, there was plenty of time left for fun later on.

Finally alone with the girls, he thought to himself.  Now let’s play.  He swam over to them and they surrounded him.  He started kissing and rubbing his daughter’s tits while Sara grabbed his cock and started stroking it.  Even with the cold water, being fondled and kissing two beautiful fourteen-year-olds will get you hard, Jim found out.  Soon, he was fully hard with his daughter pressing her small titties into him.  Sara was stroking him underwater and occasionally played with his balls.  He grabbed Jennifer by her ass, lifted her up and her legs and arms instinctively wrapped around him.  She was so light, and in the water even more so.  He held her up with one hand and with the other he went down to her smooth white slit and opened up her delicate pussy lips then eased her down onto his erection.  With the water and her own flowing pussy juices, he easily glided into her tight vagina.  Her tight warm cunt warm cunt felt so good squeezing his hard cock.

It had been too long since he ravished his daughter and he started lifting her up and down on his hardness, pounding inside her harder and harder.  Her warm insides finally got the better of him and he exploded his full load deep inside his daughter’s cervix.  For the final ten thrusts, he spurted and spurted the last drop of his cum, feeling Jennifer shuttering and was climaxing with him.  He let Jennifer down and his cock fell out of her.  The sun was going down, it was getting cooler and they all went back to the cabin to warm up.

Sara looked a little disappointed that she didn’t get anything but Jim went over and kissed her deeply and whispered “I have a surprise for you,” to her.

He quickly started a small fire in the wood stove and lit some oil lanterns for light.  Once they got warmed up, Jim said, “Sara, it’s now time for you to learn about being a real dirty slut like my daughter.  You wanna be a dirty slut, don’t you?”

“Yes, Uncle Jim, I think I am a slut.  I think about cock all the time.  But what’s a ‘dirty’ slut mean?”

“I’ll teach you,” Jim said.  “Start licking my cock until you get me hard then lick Jennifer’s asshole to get it nice and wet.  Finger her ass too.  Get her hole nice and loose and wet.”

Sara obediently did as she was told.  When he got hard and felt Jennifer’s ass was ready, he fingered her dirt hole a couple of more times, got his daughter to point her young smooth hairless ass in the air and grabbed his cock.  He couldn’t resist and took a long lick on her sweet puckered anus.  Then he pressed his cock to her shitter and forced it into her tight intestines.  Jennifer had been ass fucked before, it hurt then and it still hurt now but she bit her lip and went with the pain.  She wanted to make her daddy happy, and this was one of the best ways.  It took a full minute, but he penetrated his daughter’s ass fully up to the hilt of his cock.  Then he slowly started thrusting his cock inside his petite daughter’s warm colon.  After several minutes of fudge packing Jennifer, he motioned Sara to come over near her cousin’s ass.  “Open your mouth sweetie,” he said as he pulled his cock out of Jennifer.  “Now taste her,” as he grabbed his cock and put it in Sara’s mouth.  She wrapped her tiny mouth around his dick, her tongue tasting Jennifer’s fecal matter.  She expected to be revolted about licking shit off a cock, but it was actually sexually arousing to her.  Sara cleaned his cock as best she could with her tongue and then put her tongue down Jennifer’s still gaping ass hole. 

“You’re such a fuckin’ whore Sara.  Now I gotta fuck your ass you know.”

“Yes, Uncle Jim, I want it bad!” she exclaimed and did as Jennifer had done and stuck her teenage pretty flawless ass in the air.  Now it was Jennifer’s turn to get Sara ready.  She licked and fingered her young cousin’s dirt hole until it was ready to be violated.  Jim spread his niece’s ass cheeks and licked her lovely tasty hole.  Now it was time to turn Sara’s virgin ass into a true slut’s ass.  He took his dick and forcibly thrust it into her.  Sara’s anus muscle strained open and she cried out in pain as his cock head went into her dark colon.  Jennifer comforted her as best she could, but Jim knew she was hurting.  This didn’t slow him down however.  He kept on his mission and got his full shaft into her shit canal. 

“Just try and relax your asshole muscles honey,” Jim said soothingly.  She tried but it still felt like there was a red hot burning poker up her ass.  After a while, the pain was almost bearable as Jim was thrusting in and out of her.  He finally pulled out of her and turned her around to face him.  “Taste yourself, Sara, you dirty slut.”  She took hold of Jim’s cock and put it in her mouth.  She tasted different than her cousin, but that was to be expected.  She still got a thrill from tasting her insides though.  Jennifer came over and helped clean up her father’s dick from any remaining feces. 

“You’re a good whore, Sara.  I fucked Jen earlier and it looks like I owe you one.  Spread your legs sweetie.”  She opened up her long soft legs wide.  Her bald slit was willingly ready to be ravished and Jim happily obliged.  First though, he wet a finger, spread her outer pussy lips and inserted it deep inside her pinkness.  The he found her hard clit with his tongue and licked it until she started to get orgasms.  After getting her off, it was his turn.  He quickly inserted his rock hard cock deep inside her tight wet pussy.  Her hot vaginal muscles gripped his cock like a vice but she was so lubricated with her young juices that he was able to rapidly pound her for several minutes.  He felt her convulse as she got orgasm after orgasm.  He came inside Jennifer earlier, so he felt he had to do the same with Sara.  His second load of the day into his fourteen-year-old niece was just as satisfying as cumming inside his daughter.  Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot deep inside Sara.  He pulled out and with it a stream of white jism.  Jennifer happily licked her cousin’s pussy clean of the cum then kissed her to share the prize.

They decided to call it a night, pulled the two beds together and all three of them slept together naked; Jim in the middle with a lovely teen nymph on either side.

The morning came soon enough with a rapping on the door and then it opening.  There, in the doorway was his buddy Dave, the owner of the cabin.  “I just came by to see if you needed anything but I see you have everything you need ….” He said gasping, wide-eyed and mouth open.  What other reaction would he have, Jim thought.  Jim had a morning erection and there were two very underage and very naked girls sleeping with him ….

……     TO BE CONTINUED IF YOU READERS WANT …..

     I looked around the table, Vanessa, Anne and our daughter Samantha had a satisfied, sexually fulfilled glow, and I felt a quiver of sexual excitement zing at my inner tight walls, remembering how we had looked in the throes of sexual bliss, and how we would be again, soon.

     Dessert? No thank you, we have the best dessert waiting at home, and we were eager to get to it.

     Just as we were leaving, however, Anne's cell phone went off. She answered it, frowning as she got some news.

     "Damn, our babysitter had to cancel, and my parents are going to an awards dinner, my Dad is getting the Salesman of the Year award, so there's no way he can bail out. And guess who's going to have to fill in?" she finished, pouting.

     We all hopped in the car, and Vanessa asked Anne if she'd like some company.

     "No baby, you go with Sam and her sexy parents, and have some more fun. Dad said that when they got home, he'd bring me back, so I can continue our sleepover. I'll be waiting, simmering with lust, and when I get back, I want the same thing that Vanessa got!" she growled huskily.

     In the back seat, Sam and her 2 sexy friends shared soft, stoking caresses, and tongue filled swirls of passion, nuzzling against each other, oh my, when we got home, Samantha and Vanessa would be red hot.

     We pulled up to Anne's house, and watched as she walked up the stairs, and into her door. She gave us a wave, and we were only a few blocks away, we wasted no more time getting home.

     Back in our bedroom, clothes flew off, and we were all over each other. Hands stroking and caressing, pink, full lips tracing paths of pleasure across our bodies, hot, wet tongues eagerly licking at all our steamy, intimate nooks. Our soft cries and growls of pleasure filled the room.

     Samantha grinned, and whispered "Triple treat time?"

     I whispered back, "Oh yes, Vanessa's going to get the filling of a lifetime!"

     Before we could say so, Vanessa told us that she wanted something else, first.

     "I want you to cuff me to the headboard, blindfold me, then I want all 3 of you to tan my ass! I came so hard after getting my rump whipped, I thought I was going to pass out. I want it again, I want to cum like that again!"

     Samantha grinned, as she replied, "Oh yes, we can do that Vanessa, then we'll give you a triple treat. Momma, Daddy and I are going to fill all your three tight holes at the same time, just wait until all your holes are enjoying fun and games, it will blow your mind as much as it did mine! Ok baby, would you like to lick one of our steamy pussies, or do you want to suck Dad's cock?" Sam cooed.

     Her eyes glittering as she looked right into mine, she whispered huskily, "I want Momma to be the one I lick, I want Daddy to power his cock up my pussy, and you Sam baby, are going to ream out my tight ass!"

     Sam grinned, and whispered, "Okay baby, on your hands and knees, grab the headboard railings, and we'll make you ass sting so good!"

     Vanessa quickly arranged herself, as I took the handcuffs, running the chain through the railings, I quickly had her wrists cuffed together. I slipped the blindfold over her eyes, her breathing deepening, mixing with little low moans of passion, she pushed her ass up as high as she could.

     "Now, whip my ass, make my ass sting!"

     The paddle was placed in my hands, and I took position, stroking my hand over those soft ass cheeks, listening to a growl of pleasure. I wound up, and swung hard.

     WHAP! and Vanessa let out a howl as her ass got it.

     "Oh yes, that feels so good, paddle my ass just like that!"

     That fired me up, and I whipped it against her ass again.

     "Fuck, fuck, I love it, spank me hard, tan my white ass!"

     I was happy to do so, spanking her ass with 3 more hard strokes, Vanessa was really into it, she let out a loud shriek of pleasure at the 3rd stroke, I paused, wondering if it was a cry of pain, but she urged me on.

     "Don't stop, keep going it just feels so fantastic, I have to let it out!"

     As the 4th stroke landed, she shrieked again, knowing that her sounds were all pleasure, I wound up, and really smacked her rump hard, another pleasure filled shriek filling our bedroom.

     Samantha was next, she grinned as she took the paddle, running her hand over Vanessa's rump, stroking at the glowing redness starting to color those sexy cheeks, and she quickly drew back her arm.

     WHAP! and Vanessa's cry of pleasure filled the room.

     "Fuck, oh my fucking god, I love it, paddle my ass, tan my lily white ass, I want it a burning, stinging red!"

     Sam, grinning, was happy to do so, Vanessa's shrieks of pleasure filled the bedroom again, as Samantha paddled her ass expertly, making her ass that glowing crimson.

     Samantha handed the paddle off to Darrin, and Darrin wasted no time, whipping it against Vanessa's cheeks.

     "Yes, fuck, yes! Whip my ass, tan my white ass as hard as you can!!"

     Darrin was happy to do so, giving her rump another 4 hard strokes, Vanessa grunting with pleasure, begging him to beat her ass, whip her hard.

     After 15 hard strokes, we released her, the spanking paddle had done an excellent job. Vanessa's ass was a matched set of fiery, burning globes, we could see the deep red of her well whipped ass, those sexy cheeks with the  burning, fiery glow, throbbing with the stinging pain.

     Vanessa was now a horny caldron of lust, as she gazed at our flushed faces, watching as Samantha pulled on her harness, fitting in the dildo, having that 10 inches of fucking pleasure ready to ream out her tight ass, and Darrin's rock hard pole, throbbing with the eagerness to be engulfed by Vanessa's hot, pink hole.

     "Now, give me my triple treat, fuck me until I can't see straight, fuck I feel like I'm gonna explode, fuck me senseless!"

     Darrin lay back, his cock pointing skyward, and Vanessa quickly mounted him, growling with pleasure as she impaled herself, her hot fiery core sliding down Darrin's pole. Darrin growled with pleasure as she slid down, all 8 inches being taken into the tight clutch of Vanessa's steamy center. She leaned forward, kissing Darrin wildly, hot tongue filled swirls of passion, letting out a growl as Darrin gently grasped her well whipped ass cheeks, and pulled them apart.

     Samantha took position, sliding lube up her dildo, and applying it to Vanessa's tight hole. She nudged the head gently against Vanessa's tight hole, and started to push. I watched as Vanessa's tight hole opened to admit that 10 inch intruder. With Vanessa grunting, and urging her on, Samantha was buried halfway.

     Vanessa growled huskily, "Now, ram it in, I want to take the rest in, all in one stroke, do it!"

     I had placed a chair over Darrin's upper body, and as I settled into the chair, Vanessa was at the perfect level. I watched as Sam pulled back slightly, then drove forward, Vanessa letting out a scream as Samantha drove in, all 10 inches buried snugly up her tight back hole.

     "FUCK, FUCK, I LOVE IT, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK MY CUNT, FILL ME, REAM ME OUT, FUCK MY ASS OFF!"

     Sam did as she was requested, she started to move in rhythm with Vanessa as Vanessa rode up and down, pumping her hips to take Darrin's cock in. Sam leaned forward, curving her body to Vanessa's back, rubbing her hard, throbbing nipples against Vanessa's back, her hands reaching around, cupping Vanessa's succulent melons, fingers pulling and gently tweaking Vanessa's long, stiff nipples. Pumping her hips as she gave Vanessa a back door reaming, Samantha looked up, gazing at me with lust fueled eyes. I reached down and parted my tight labial lips, Vanessa licked her lips as she gazed at my soaking wet well of pleasure, my cunt was throbbing almost to the point of pain, my clit twitching wildly, and I reached out, pulling Vanessa's head against me, letting out a pleasure filled growl as I felt her mouth engulf my burning cunt, tongue digging deep, eager to taste my essence.

     "Yes, yes, lick my cunt, lick Momma's cunt, taste my juices, make me squirt, make me spray your face you little sexy bitch!" I growled huskily.

     She let out a growl, and I felt 2 fingers slide up me, working over, polishing my G spot as her mouth closed around my throbbing clit, lashing at it, pulling on it, spinning her tongue around it in circles, and I could feel it rushing at me.

     "Yes, yes you sexy little bitch, you're, you're, yes, yes yes, FUUCCCKKKK!"

     I felt the spasms start deep down, my cunt felt the familiar locking up, that squeezing urge, and I let out a loud howl as I felt the release, and I let my Momma's cum fly. My cunt was spasming crazily, Vanessa's face getting sprayed with my cum, and that set Darrin off. I could imagine the feel of his cock rubbing against that 10 inch ass splitter buried deep up Vanessa's back door.

     "Fuck, yeah fuck, gonna cum, gonna fill your tight cunt baby, yeah, yeah, YEAH!"

     With a growl, Darrin grabbed Vanessa hips and pulled her down, and I could see him shaking as he bucked up hard, spending his passion in a shuddering orgasm, jetting his thick load deep inside.

     Samantha, driving the dildo in and out of Vanessa's ass, growled, "Do it baby, cum for us, feel the dildo fucking your ass, and cum for us you horny bitch!"

     Vanessa lifted her head, letting out shrieks of pleasure as her overheated cunt got the release she needed, her body jerking and shaking as Samantha gave one last thrust, and held it, keeping that 10 inches jammed up Vanessa's tight back door.

     Darrin growled again as he felt the lock of Vanessa cunt clamping around him, spasming wildly, eagerly milking his thick shaft, sucking out every drop.

     I quickly strapped on my 10 inch dildo, my daughter needed some relief, and Momma was gonna give it to her. I helped Vanessa lift up, she cupped her hand over her mound, keeping Darrin's cum from gushing out. I looked at Sam, my eyes gleaming. Samantha must have been a caldron of lust, and I was gonna take care of my daughter. As Sam lay back, beckoning for Vanessa to sit on her face, I quickly got between the spread of my daughter's sexy thighs, nudging my dildo against Samantha's gushing center.

     "Yeah, yeah, fuck your daughter's sexy cunt, let Samantha have it!" growled Vanessa.

     I eagerly drove it in, listening to Sam's squeal of pleasure as I powered my 10 inches in, in one bold thrust. She let out a loud cry as I stuffed her horny teen cunt full, 10 inches of pussy pleasing tool jammed deep inside her.

     "Yes, oh yes, fuck me Momma, your daughter's a horny bitch, who just needs her cunt fucked hard, ram me Momma!"

      I started to fuck her, as I established a rhythm, as Vanessa lifted her hand away, as Samantha's open mouth covered Vanessa creamy center, I drove in, again and again. My heart was thumping, my own cunt was starting to gush, fucking Samantha, and watching Vanessa riding her face, was powering my lust right back up.  Samantha let out pussy muffled growls of pleasure as I bottomed out on every stroke. I could see Samantha eagerly sucking out Darrin's load, then her lips fastening around Vanessa's big, suckable clit. Her legs came around my waist, and as I felt her body lock up, spasming, Vanessa let out a howl as her cunt let go, and Samantha let out a pussy muffled shriek as she climaxed, her pussy wrapped tightly around the 10 inches of pussy pleasing splitter buried up her, lapping up the gushing juices from Vanessa's fiery core as she own body enjoyed the roar of her orgasmic wave.

     We flopped down for a rest, and Vanessa and Samantha cuddled up next to Darrin, their fingers touching, stroking, Darrin's cock showing signs of revived interest, as his cock started to rise back up. Vanessa and Sam grinned at each other, and their mouths quickly descended. Vanessa quickly swallowed his cock, and Sam licked at his balls, Darrin licks to keep his cock shaved, and Sam was happily sucking and licking the smooth scrotal skin. They changed, and Sam started to deep throat her Dad, while Vanessa licked and sucked at his balls.

     "Ok Daddy, it's time that your sexy wife got a good hard ride, fuck my Momma, and pour your passions into her!" Samantha growled.

     I spread my legs, smiling up at Darrin as he got into position, notching his cock against me, he penetrated me in one smooth stroke, our growls of pleasure filling the air as his fat sausage spread my fiery, eager cleft open.

     "Yes, yes, fuck it feels so good, ride me sweetheart, fuck me, fuck me!"

     Darrin was happy to do so, powering his fat, bloated cock in deep. I could feel eager hands stroking at our bodies, Vanessa and Samantha working us up to a fever pitch. I could feel hands pulling my legs up, around Darrin's waist, then a slippery finger found my asshole, and slipped in, Vanessa grinning at me, bringing a gasp of pleasure from me. Darrin grunted, and stated to ride me harder, I could see Samantha leaning against her Dad, smiling at me, her fingers obviously sliding into Darrin's asshole.

     "Yeah, yeah, feel our fingers fucking your asses, let Momma have it, do it Daddy, cum for us, cum deep inside Momma's sexy cunt!" Samantha growled.

     "Ok Momma, cum for us, feel Daddy's super hard cock fucking you, do it Momma, cum, cum, cum" Vanessa chanted.

     Darrin's cock swelled tight with a massive urgency, giving me that maximum stretch, and that did it. I could feel my cunt lock up, then the huge rush. Darrin's howl of pleasure joined my shriek as I felt the release, my cunt exploding crazily, his cock erupting, my gushing juices washing over his spurting cock, our juices making a loud squelch as he jetted his thick cream in, Samantha's talented fingers making sure his prostate blew every drop up my horny lust volcano, Vanessa finger-fucking my asshole, giving me that extra hot rush of pleasure as both my holes were fucked. 

     Darrin's pulled out, and Vanessa and Sam were quickly at me, eager to lick out every drop, both of them taking turns at me, then mashing their mouths together, sharing up the rich bounty. We cuddled up together, in a heap of spent, well fucked bodies, and fell asleep.

     A few hours later, I was awakened by the sight of a very naked, and very horny Anne, grinning at us.

     "My parents just got home, and now I'm back, and eager to get everything that Vanessa did" Anne cooed sexily at us.

     After Anne's creamy white ass had been tanned to that fiery stinging redness, in the middle of a triple penetration, all 3 of her hot horny holes getting the maximum pleasure, her growls and squeals of pleasure filling the room, that is exactly what she got.                  

So, even though our bodies fit together like a perfect 3D puzzle – a flowing sculpture of sex and ecstasy – the shower was not well designed for our play. Maybe we'd get around to redesigning it one day.

As we dressed, we talked quietly about the day ahead. Mom was running late for her dance lesson, and I was going to have to hustle to make it to my class on time. I mentioned that I was going to try to meet up with Kimberly at her usual lunch spot to finally break up with her for real.

“Let her down easy, Kevin,” Mom said, stroking my cheek and looking serious. “From what I know of Kim and what you told me last night, I think she deserves to be treated with respect and care. I always liked her, and it seems to me that you've both still got a lot to learn.

I stepped closer to my mother, and cupped her perky little ass in my palms; pulling her against my hard on. “And you're just the woman to teach me, aren't you?” I smirked. Our tongues met in her willing mouth, and Mom's pelvis ground slowly against me.

“Mmmm. I just might be.” she said. “I hope so!” she added, giving my ass a squeeze. But for now...” This time she gave it a good slap. “We've got to go! Don't get home too late, I've planned a little surprise for you.”

“Really?” I said, heading towards the front door with her. “My lessons are already beginning?”

“Mmnnoo. This surprise isn't a lesson. It's just a...well...you'll see.”

“I trust you,” I said, and I hugged her once more behind our closed front door, and kissed her softly; with love. Damn! I wanted to tear her clothes off, and fuck her right there and then on the floor. Instead, I released her, and we headed out to our respective days.

I suppose it's easy to understand that I had trouble following the lectures and discussions in my morning classes. My mind drifted over and over to my mothers sleek thighs, her hard little mid section, her soft and firm rear end, those delicious tits, her graceful neck, sharp jaw, gorgeous green eyes over high round cheeks and framed by her long raven hair.

I thought of her touch, her kiss, the wet heat inside her. I thought of how she smiled when I squeezed her breasts and how she sighed and laughed as I shoved my hard member into her over and over. I was confounded by her overall graceful shape, the sharp sexy details I'd discovered on close inspection and her strength: It thrilled and amazed me that my mother, a forty year old woman, could have such a delicate looking frame and yet could support my weight crushing down onto it; could open up to my 23-year-old body's most powerful thrusts, and could arc up and beg for more. How could she be so sexy? How could fucking her be so perfect? How could this be my own mother?

So, yes, the morning classes were a blur. I forced myself to snap out of it for lunch time. I went to the coffee shop that Kim went to every afternoon. It was a local business (which was important to Kim,) the coffee was good and they didn't mind if she brought a bag lunch to eat with her coffee. Kim was already three years out of college, and was working for a middle sized PR firm. She was making decent money, but still bagged her lunches and lived in a small apartment “until I've paid off my credit cards and college loans” she insisted.

We'd first met at this coffee shop. She was an ambitious young woman, graduated at twenty two, and was already climbing the ladder at her firm. I wasn't exactly a slacker, but I'd taken on my mother's easy going attitude, and was scheduled to graduate only this year before my twenty fourth birthday. But we'd clicked. We had fun together, and the relationship had worked...

...Except for the sex. Kimberly simply radiated sex appeal; even this day I'd come to break up with her. Sharply defined musculature on the thighs were revealed by her short tan business skirt. She had flawless skin and a perfect handful of breasts on a lovely athletic frame. But in bed, she often had to stop me because the size of my dick hurt her. Over time this made her slower and slower to start, and she was less and less able to last. And, finally, a few days ago I'd given up on the whole deal.

When we first met we were both surprised at how readily we'd gotten along, how instant the attraction had been. Now, Kim was surprised to see me in the coffee shop at all. I apologized for being out of contact, but she’d been neither surprised nor offended. She knew that it was over, and was glad that I'd shown up to tell her to her face. Despite the sexual conflict, we still liked each other.

“Kevin,” she said. “Y'know how when you break up your ex sometimes says, 'We can still be friends'?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I'm still kinda friends with one or two exes. Well, we're on friendly terms, at least.” I smiled.

“Every guy I've ever dated begged to stay friends. I always said, 'Okay,' because I didn't know what else to say.”

“Right.” I said, nodding.

“I was never really interested in staying friends with any of them.” She looked down at her sandwich, and then up at me. “But I'd really like it if we could stay friends; but I really mean it this time.”

“Sure,” I said finding that I really meant it too. “That sounds great.”

“But we're really going to hang out and stuff like we have in the past, right?”

“Yeah. Definitely.” She smiled, and I found myself smiling with her.

“Cool. Then you'll have to get together with me and Doobey and Brian and the rest of those guys for a few beers. We’re all still friends.”

“Ehhh,” I wasn't crazy about seeing Kim's oldest friend Doobey, but I wasn't about to let that dumb ass effect my plans. Kim read my tone and my face, and shot me a don't-be-a-weak-little-punk look. “Look...Yes. Okay. Even Doobey, but not this week. I've got some things to...um...” I saw in my mind that little black strip of hair that ran down my mother's pubic bone. I could almost smell her sex. “...settle into before I can meet up with you guys.”

Kim sighed with suspicion, her breasts rising and falling. She took the plastic spoon out of her coffee, put it between her strawberry lips and sucked the cream off of it. She wasn't doing it in any kind of sexy way, but I couldn't help remembering how sweet those lips could taste. “Alright. Next week. But don't even try to blow me off, Kevin. I said I wanted to stay friends, because I figure you can be a good friend to have.”

I promised, and we were agreed.

She didn't ask if there was already another woman, and I didn't say.

I had three more classes to go before I could rush home, and see just how wide Mom's sinewy legs could be spread. I couldn't wait to see. I couldn't wait to hear her laugh and shout.

During my remaining classes I wasn't completely distracted by thoughts of incestuous joys with my mother. Kim's lips and thighs flitted through my mind on occasion too. I was able to go from there to concentrating on the lessons being taught by my professors...at least until I would break down and silently rejoice in the memory of Mom's tongue in my mouth while she squeezed the breath out of me with her arms and legs that morning.

I had to get home. I had to taste her skin again!

Her car was parked in the garage, but I didn't even bother to bring mine through the gate. I came home, thinking of sneaking up on her and ravaging her. I wondered if I was spoiling her surprise. I couldn't get myself to care about some surprise. I couldn't wait to see her narrow torso twist and squirm under and/or over me.

I burst through the front door, and was stunned yet again by my mother. The only sound in the house was my keys falling to the floor.

Mom stood smiling at me, perfectly still. She was decked out in a complete french maid outfit, including black high heels and thin black stockings held up by garters, which led up into a frilly, lacy and extremely short skirt. On top she wore an armless bustier; even one of those maids hats on her black crown.

She held a small silver platter with a frosty beer standing in the center; not unlike the erection in my pants. “ 'Allo, master!” she said in a corny french accent, and then she began to walk slowly towards me; bringing each leg straight in front of the other, making her hips sway as if the front hall of our house was a cat walk. And she owned the catwalk.

“Master?” I said rooted to the floor.

“Just for this evening.” she said, grinning and speaking out of character for a moment. Her green eyes danced over my face, and she took in the shock and delighted awe that her surprise had put in me. She stopped with the salver and bottle between us. “Maybe later tonight too. We'll see.”

She winked and held up the beer.

I took it, too stunned to do anything else. This sort of semi-submissive role-play was a shocking jolt. Everything about it was completely contrary to the woman I'd known all my life. How many times had I, as a child, heard, “I'm not your maid, you know!” She was always eager to get me nice Halloween costumes, but I'd never seen her dress up in anything more exotic than a cocktail dress. She's always been proud – almost defiant – in her insistence that her womanliness be accepted on her terms. A few days earlier I'd stumbled upon her sunbathing nude, and it was this same proud defiance that prevented her from covering up.

And now she was waiting for me in a french maid outfit, calling me master and offering me a beer. I was amazed that I had enough blood in my brain and arm to take the beer she'd proffered.

And next she was slowly lowering herself to her knees and unbuckling my belt; all the while smiling up at me like a dream.

My brains must have scrambled because I asked, “Didn't you go to work today? When did you get that outfit?”

She kept smiling at the lump in my pants as she manipulated the buckle, button and zipper. “Actually, I got back it on Saturday.” Today was Tuesday. “I'd planned this to be my last ditch effort when we were 'trying' to 'desensitize' you.” She reached into my shorts, and pulled out my rod like a triumphant fisher-woman who'd caught the fish she'd been looking for. “Ooh-la-la!” and she gave it a nice long lick from root to tip.

I shuddered, nearly spilling beer on Mom's head.

“But by yesterday I could see that the fun and games was just stressing you out, so...well...you know what happened last night.” She was stroking my shaft as she talked, staring only at the meat. She gave it another hearty pass of her tongue, and then placed my cock head gently between her teeth in order to free up her hands. I tried sipping the beer, but it was no use. She reached down to the front of her bustier (I carefully put the beer into a loose change bowl we kept near the entrance to our home) and unfastened a few hooks. Her tits positively sprang free, and she hummed in relief around the tip of my manhood.

The words, the view, the humming. I shuddered again as a drop of pre-cum must have escaped. She reached back up to hold her prize, and her eyes lit up for a moment. She sucked and then opened her mouth to release me with an excruciating popping sound. “I tasted that!” she said with a huge grin. Then she swallowed, and pouted up at me. I hadn't noticed the cherry red lipstick until that moment. “ 'Ave you more for moi', Master?” she said, returning to the fake french accent.

My blood was beginning to boil. My face turned red.

She popped my dick back into her mouth, and swabbed her tonsils with the head.

“Uh! Oh gah!!” escaped my lips.

Thus encouraged, her head bobbed, her mouth slurped and her throat hummed. I was totally out of my league here. My whole body was rigid. The most I could manage was to gently trace the crown of her head with my finger tips.

What was that?

She was using her throat in a way; it felt like she was actually trying to swallow the head my dick!

“Ohhhhh!” My voice began to escalate in the single drawn out word.

And just as fast as that, she withdrew my member from her face, and looked up at me with an innocent expression. “Jour day was good, oui?” She punctuated her question with a loving, sucking kiss to the side of my now-bright-red pole, and then blinked those huge green eyes up at me. I could feel her bare tits pressing warmth into my thighs. She gently squeezed at my dick with her left hand while keeping balance with her right.

“Uhh. Not bad I guess.”

“Not bad?” she said in mock concern, and gave me an extra tight squeeze of support and interest.

“Uhhhhh. Yeah, no. I had trouble concentrating. I couldn't pay attention in my classes.”

“But I 'ave your attention now, oui?”

“Ohh, oui! You sure do,” I said, and I lovingly cupped her cheek in my hand. She tilted her face into my gesture with a soothed smile. “I couldn't concentrate in class because I couldn't stop thinking about you.”

This got me the smile I'd hoped for. “Ahh,” she said, still in character. She gave my head a tiny nibble, then continued. “Zis I can understand. I too had troubles at my work and at ballet.” She absently rubbed my penis against her cheek, as she spoke to me in her pretend serious tone. “I was late coming to ballet, and I had to leave early.” She sucked gently at the tip, looking as if she were pondering a difficult thought.

“Early? Wh-wh-why did you have to leave early?” I could barely keep my balance standing straight on my feet.

She rolled her eyes theatrically, “Ah, I was too wet, you see? I was afraid that the other girls in the class would see a big. Wet. Spot. On my leotard. I was afraid they would see 'ow wet my pussy 'as become.

“Because you were thinking of me?”

Her face turned serious as she dropped the act. “Of course I was wet thinking about you, Kevin. I couldn't wait to see you, to touch you. I couldn’t wait dress like this for you, to see your handsome face when you saw me. I got so wet thinking about what you might do; about what you've already done with me. I had to run out of class to keep everyone from seeing how hot and eager my son was making my pussy. That wet spot would've given me away, how desperate I was to touch your cock again, to stroke it, to kiss it! To have you push it inside me.” She blinked rapidly, and nuzzled up against my penis. Finally with a husky voice I'd never heard from her before, she said, “I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love having your pipe at the back of my throat, your balls on my chin.”

This, finally, was too much. Mom bare-ass under the backyard tree and in her bed. Mom in slutty outfits. Mom dressed and playing like my sexual servant. It all pushed me to my limits. But this – Mom talking this grateful and desperate dirty talk – pushed me over the edge.

She let my dick slide out of her hand – her face lit like a girl getting her Christmas present - as I bent down to grab her under her arms. I lifted her 120 pounds of muscle, skin and sex appeal into the air and tipped her towards me so she could grab onto me. She laughed – literally, “Tee hee heeee!!!” - put her hands on my shoulders and wrapped her stockinged legs around my waist. This allowed me to free one arm to reach it around her waist, and to turn us so her back was against a full length mirror mounted to the entrance hall wall. When I pressed her to the wall, she gasped out a breathy, “Yeah!”

Thanks to Mom's earlier attention, my jeans simply fell around my ankles. I took my other hand out from under her arm, and slid it along her glorious thigh up the short bushy maid's skirt. Her eyes flashed, and I could feel the garters. Further along the smooth path to my greatest desire, and I felt the rough textures of lacy underwear. I was disappointed for a moment to find any underwear at all, until – almost with a mind of its own – my fingers groped their way to the crotch of the panties...only to find the crotch missing!

My mother's bare tits were in my face, thanks to her elevation, but I knew I was going to lower her. I put two fingers in; damp to the second knuckles with her desire. I could hear her taking short gasps as I swirled my fingers around inside her cunt and my tongue over her erect nipples.

I let gravity slide her down down the mirror towards my swelling cock. I looked up to her face to see her smiling maniacally down into my face. I got her down just far enough that the tip of my cock was moistened by her wide open pussy. Both of my hands were squeezing her sweet little ass. The thrill of anticipation was all over mom's face, and I could feel it likewise in my balls. But I held her there for a second to tease us both.

Mom bent her neck down to kiss me gently on the lips. “Why Master,” she said in her pseudo-french accent. “What are you do-eeng?”

My cock head swelled at her pink entrance. “Can't you guess, my dear?” It was the best I could come up with with so little blood between my ears.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, and my dick could feel her bounce slightly as she feigned surprise. “Sure-lee you do not mean to put such a biiiig and 'ard cock in my leettle pussee!”

She giggled then. I dropped her straight down onto it, and the giggle exploded into a roaring laughter. “Oho FUCK YES!” she shrieked, the bullshit french accent forgotten. She shoved her tongue into my mouth, and fucked me for all she was worth. She bucked. She twisted, rubbing her gorgeous tits against me. She squeezed with her pussy muscles and with her legs. She nearly knocked me over!

And then the dirty talk just began to flow. “Oh fuck oh yes oh FUCK yes, Kevin. There it is! There's your amazing DICK! Deep in my pussy! Right where it belongs! I've been so wet and starving for it, baby. Oh! OH! Oh Fuck! OOH! Right back inside me! Guh! UUUHH! Yes! I'm so full! EE-YESSS! You're so hard and deep in me, baby! FUCK! I wanted it so bad! I needed your cock in me so FUCKING bad! Yes yes yes yes! Yeeeeesssssss!”

I'd like to say that we went at it for another hour, changing up positions, and ripping her costume to shreds in the process. But we'd both gotten so hugely overstimulated in anticipation of seeing each other that Mom's last long “Yeeeeesssssss!” included her cunt muscles squeezing my dick with a force that could have broken bones. This made me erupt so hard I feared I might propel her, head first into the ceiling. I wouldn't say simultaneous orgasm so much as an orgasmic domino effect.

We slid down the wall mirror, and crumpled onto the floor; forming a small puddle of joy goo beneath us. I was on my knees. She was on my lap facing me, and my head was resting on her shoulder. We were both gasping for breath. We rolled together onto our sides, Mom twitching in tiny aftershocks.

She began to giggle again, and I looked up at her with my own deeply satisfied smile. “What’s so funny now?”

“Ohhh!” she exhaled, looking up at the ceiling with a luxury that seemed to dismiss the desperation we'd both just shared. “I just realized, hee-hee.” She turned to kiss my nose. “I forgot to say...” She kissed my lips softly, sucking gently on my lower lip as she pulled back, smiling into my eyes. “Welcome home.”

End of Experimentation: Part 1

Next is Experimentation Part 2

Mom took a step and a half toward me, clicking her stiletto heels on the tiles as she approached. She brought her face close to mine and gave me a warm kiss on the cheek. "You're a good son, Tommy." I could tell she was riding a psychic high from the excitement of the theater and probably knowing in her own mind how sexy she looked tonight.

I put my empty arm around her waist. We were face to face, inches apart. Her scarlet lips closed then parted slightly and I kissed her. Simultaneously, we both put our wine glasses on the countertop with twin clinks and pressed into each other, turning the exploratory kiss into something deeper. When our mouths opened to accept each other's tongues, we held each other tight and I let my right hand cup the soft roundness of her ass through the tight dress material. Mom made a soft whimpering noise as we escalated the kiss to something between romance and lust.

Mom pulled back a little and broke the kiss. She turned her head down and away from me. "Don't, Tommy." she said softly.

And now I felt like a character in a million movies when I lightly touched the tip of her chin, bringing her face back to mine and kissed her again. I could feel whatever resistance she harbored fly out of her mind and body when we began our second hot kissing embrace, this time with our hands on each other's bodies and our mouths on fire, letting it scorch us on a no-return journey to a different form of love.

But Mom broke the kiss again and looked away. "It's not right, it's not right." she said in a small voice. But I could sense this was just the lingering hold of conventionality over her thoughts.

I took her body strong in my arms. I didn't kiss her again. That was too easy. I got her to look me straight in the eye again as I held her firmly. Our eyes were locked. I felt Mom's arms move on my back as I stared at her. I felt her relax in my arms. I saw two small tears well in the corner of her eyes. She fell toward me so I was supporting her. I kissed her neck softly. She gripped me a little stronger. "Tommy." she whispered as she went weak in my arms. "We shouldn't." she said into my shoulder as I held her.

I continued to kiss her neck, letting my tongue run on the soft skin below her ear. I could feel her responding again as I kissed her neck. When I once again put my hands over her ass and gently rubbed the soft globes under the dress, she responded a little more. She reached up to kiss my neck in the same way, licking me and audibly cooing as we toyed with each other.

"Let's go upstairs." she suddenly said in a resilient voice. She broke away from my hands and grabbed her changing bag. I held myself silent as I took her hand and walked us to the stairs, my heart pounding in my ears as I processed what was unfolding and what it meant. At the top of the landing, she coughed a small laugh and said, "Let me freshen up, baby."

I went to her bedroom and got undressed and slipped into Mom's bed with just the bedsheet covering me. My mind was racing and taking the last measure of what we were about to embark upon. I tried not to let the images of Mom from my c***dhood or adolescence cloud my desire. I concentrated on Mom the way I knew her tonight and only tonight. I fought the urge to touch my manhood, afraid of losing everything before she returned. It seemed an eternity: the sound of running water in the bathroom, the indefinte sound traces of her preparations, the silent dread she might decide not to go through with our encounter. Then suddenly, she was in the bedroom doorway.

Mom climbed on the bed knees first and began slinking toward me. She looked at me with a mischievous smile. "Yeah, let's do this." she said in her straight-on Mom's voice. "That's my girl." I said in my own voice as I grabbed her forward-leaning arms and pulled her onto me..

The sexy dress Mom had worn during the play was not low-cut so I had hardly noticed Mom's bustline before. But now, in the bustier, her breasts were cupped into two nice mounds of creamy flesh. I cupped them and let my hands take in the sensation of their mass and softness. She slinked forward a little more so that her pushed-together breasts were right in front of my face. I pushed my face into her softness and breathed in the soft perfume scent from her cleavage. 

I stretched my arms down her sides so I could hold her hips while I let her bosom cover my face. The feel of her fishnet tights stretched across her hips and derriere was sending lightning bolts through my head and body. I let one of my hands slide down the center of her ass to touch her pussy, covered in a layer of fishnet and sheer panty. When I rubbed that spot, Mom sighed and whispered, "Ohhhhhhhhh, that's nice."

I rolled her on her side and kissed her mouth but never removed my hand from her pussy. Mom's kisses were now even more fervent and I could feel her really pressing her body and her face into me as we soul-kissed while I handled her pussy through the fishnet material. She broke the kiss and shook the platinum bangs away from her eyes, looked deep into my eyes, and kissed me even harder than before. And now I could feel her rotating her hips so that her pussy was moving in my hand as much as my hand was moving on her pussy. Mom shivered and went still for a moment. "Mmmmm, don't stop, honey." she moaned. 

I pulled down the bustier to expose Mom's lovely breasts and buried my face in them again. Mom had perfectly round light brown areolae and stiff nipples that invited me to lick and suck while she offered them to me, all while I continued to handle her pussy. It was all I could do to keep my cock separated from her beneath the bedsheet so friction wouldn't f***e me into an untimely orgasm. My senses were goading me to come while my head fought to maintain control.

Mom sat up unexpectedly, wrapped her arms behind her torso and unclasped the hooks holding the bustier around her body. She tossed the useless bustier to the floor. Now she was topless and exposed to me. Her breasts were even bigger exposed in full than they appeared in the push-up bustier top. Their heft had dropped a few inches but the mass of naked bosom was even larger and more exciting now that they were free. Where had I been when she had grown this busty?, I wondered. I always knew Mom was attractive but I had never noticed her as a lover would before tonight. 

All those years living at home, and visiting from college, trying to bed girls and women my own age whom I thought had nice racks...and this was right in front of me all the time. Mom was frantically grabbing at the bedsheet that covered me to toss it aside and expose me. I playfully held the sheet to thwart her attempt to uncover me. We laughed as we tussled with the sheet. Mom's boobs swung freely and her soft tummy made a graceful arc over the top of the waistband of her fishnet tights as we wrestled around. She threw up her arms and laughed heartily as she yelled at me, "Tommy, come on! Don't fight me, sweetheart."

I acquiesced and let the sheet pull away from me when she tugged it one more time in a squeal of triumph. After the sheet fluttered to the floor, she looked down at me. "Oh, sweetie, is that for me?" she said in a dead serious voice, looking at my engorged cock pointed towards my navel. She dipped down and kissed me again on the lips and now I could feel my cock make contact with her warm torso as we kissed. I once again had to concentrate so that I didn't explode in a wasteful mess while she lowered her body onto my naked flesh. When she got her hand between our bodies and encircled my cock, I was sure it was all over for me but she just gripped me without stroking me and it seemed to calm my nerves past the critical point.

She rolled off to my side and moved down the length of me so that her face was only several inches from my cock. I watched her as she pointed it slightly toward her and gracefully took me in her mouth. I groaned from the physical pleasure of her warm mouth and the visual turn-on of watching her carefully suck my cock. Somehow, I was able to keep myself together and not blast my load prematurely as Mom sucked my cock. 

My subconscious seemed to be telling me that much more was yet to come before this night was over and my body relaxed to enjoy the ride, even when Mom went deep on me and came up to catch her breath with a sighing groan before going back down on me. When she brought her lips up my length and released my cock, she looked up at me between the wild strands of the platinum Monroe wig. Her eyes held a question behind them. I nodded imperceptibly and gave my own silent answer.

I rolled on top of her and contemplated how to proceed. I was torn emotionally by Mom's fishnets because I loved the feel of the texture on her thighs and pussy yet I knew that they presented a barrier to the ultimate prize of her. I raised one of her legs and slipped off the stiletto pump, repeating the exercise with her other leg, this time kissing the top of her fishnet-covered ankle. Then I began to pull the fishnets carefully off her waist and thighs but she reached down and quickly rolled them off her legs, pushing them to the floor with one bare foot. Now she reclined, head on pillow, wearing only the sheer black panties.

My eyes were drawn to the triangle of the tiny sheer panties. Under the gossamer black material I saw her wispy pubic hair. A few inches lower, I could see the soft lips of her pussy pressed against the sheer panties. The sheer material was darker and damp in the crevice of her pussy. I lowered my face to the panty and laid my cheek atop her pubic area. I laid a hand on one of her thighs, slowly bringing it back to the same place where I had been rubbing her pussy since we fell onto the bed together. 

Mom breathed heavily and moaned when I made contact with her pussy again. She parted her thighs ever so slightly and I put my face right on top of the panty where it covered her labia. I took a deep breath and could smell Mom's sex. The musky scent went right to my head and I felt my cock throb as it dangled somewhere between our bodies.

Mom, I wanna..." I whispered as I gently tugged the panty down to expose her.

Mom raised her hips from the bed and let me take the delicate panty down her legs, raising them so I could easily pull them over her pointed toes. I flicked the sheer panty aside and stared straight down at her pussy situated below her soft tummy and between her snow white thighs. I gently pushed her legs apart and lowered my face to that magnificent triangle. She rolled back ever so slightly so that my face was aimed straight at her glistening pussy. 

I lowered my face to her and began to lick the undulating curves of her vaginal lips and breathe in her scent. My mind was reeling at the physical sensation of eating a gorgeous pussy and the even deeper psychic turn-on knowing this was my own mother whose pussy I was tasting for the first time in our twenty-three years of familial bond. I tongue-searched for her clitoris and upon finding it, centered my attention to it. Mom responded with a small thrashing around on the bed and some sibilant noises escaping her open mouth. She seemed to be into my oral efforts but when I looked up at her, despite my earnest licking on her secret spot, she appeared to my eyes more like a woman who wanted to be fucked than orally pleasured.

When I got up on all fours and left her pussy, Mom seemed to come alive from a waking dream, aware of what we were about to do. She raised and spread her legs to encompass my biceps. I advanced forward, my hand guiding my cock to her center. Our eyes met at the moment when I made contact with her. "Tommy, yes." she breathed between her lips.

With the slightest movement forward, I seemed to slide into Mom effortlessly until she had received all I had to offer. I groaned in an embarrassingly loud way while drawing out the word "fuck!" and Mom made an inverted whistling noise as I buried myself deep into her moistness. Mom's head turned sideways on the pillow when I had reached the zenith of my penetration. I saw the thick vein in her neck and lowered my head to kiss her there while I withdrew and plunged again into her sweet center.

From there it was pure lust as I fucked my mother and she responded with her own movements and sounds. I buried my cock in her and withdrew, buried and withdrew, buried and withdrew...as we lost ourselves in the lovemaking. "Tommy," she said "I needed this so bad tonight." I knew exactly what she meant. She pulled off her platinum wig and dropped it off the side of the bed. She reached her bare arms up and tousled her natural auburn hair with both hands while I continued pumping into her. 

Whatever pretense there had been with her stage play character was gone now. If Mom looked beautiful and sexy earlier with the wig, her tight dress, and her lingerie, she was even more beautiful to me now. I let my eyes roam from her sexily disheveled auburn hair, to her dreamy, heavy-lidded eyes, the invitingly scarlet lips, and finally lower to her heavy breasts and hard nipples. She smiled up at me and held my torso and pulled me into her. I kissed her and kept fucking with all my strength and, yes, the love I had for her.

When Mom reached a hand up to touch my cheek and smile at me in the middle of a deep plunge, I lost it and began throbbing my orgasm into her while we looked into each others' eyes. I finally collapsed on top of her and she wrapped her arms across my back. Mom seemed to relax her body with me still inside her and exhaled a laugh and cry at the same time. For the second time tonight I saw small tears at the corner of her eyes. For a moment, I was afraid they were tears of regret...but I was mistaken.

On Saturday the change was mild. She wore a tank top that showed the slightest peek of her hard belly instead of a T-shirt. And the jeans were still full length, but these were hiphuggers, so I could see the red satin strap of her panties riding above the belt line.

The flirtation was merciless too. I guess she liked my abs-flashing from the night before, because she pulled it on me at least three times. And she suddenly seemed to be interested in reaching things that were high up, stretching that body out with dancer grace and ease.

Sunday was a scorcher, so I couldn't really blame her for wearing her long black hair up and a bikini top; accenting the length of her neck and the angle of her jawline...not to mention the ideal shape of her breasts. Her tits looked so tempting in that top they made my mouth water, especially since I'd squeezed and licked them recently. The jeans had been swapped for cut-off jean shorts, emphasizing the slender muscle tone of her delicious thighs.

I tried not to let the strain they were causing me show. Whenever she flirted, I flirted right back. She brought me lunch, and let her perfect melons dangle right in front of my face. I responded by asking for a coke to go with my sandwich, and giving her a light smack on the tightly covered ass as she went to fetch it. She smiled over her shoulder at me, and said, “Hey now! When I was a waitress, I only ever let my best customers do that!” She rubbed my shoulders after she'd brought me the drink.

Monday I had classes, and she had ballet and work. But after we both got home, she changed into a jeans skirt that barely covered her panties, and dark colored high heels that made the muscles in those tight legs pop. She had a white blouse that tied together at the bottom, so I could see her flat tummy. And the turquoise bra showed through the material. She barely flirted verbally, but she kept her legs straight as rails when she bent over to pick things up. It was dark red panties again; cotton, not the satin ones from a day or two before. I couldn't miss it. She even wore red lipstick (a perfect match for the panties.)

I was sweating hard.

“Um, Mom.” I said after the third time she'd reached for something on the table to give me a generous show of the marvels held behind her blouse. “I'm not sure I can take much more of this desensitization.”

She looked up at me from her plate with a serious look on that green-eyed-angel face. “Yeah, I suppose it has gotten silly, hasn't it? Gone too far?”

“I don't know, but the way you look tonight...I can hardly see the food. I can hardly eat.”

“Sorry kiddo. Maybe the whole desensitization thing was a bad idea. I meant well. You know that, don't you?”

“Yeah, Mom. I know.” I looked down into my plate, miserable that I couldn't stop lusting after my own mother.

“Ugh! But we've got to put a stop to that moping, sweetie. I've got one last idea to try. Eat up, and don't worry. I am going to show you that you can trust yourself, one way or another.”

“What do you mean? What are you going to do?”

“You'll see.” she said with a knowing smile. “Just enjoy your dinner, and don't beat yourself up for enjoying the view. Everything will be fine.”

After dinner, Mom asked if I had plans to go out with my friends. I said no, and kept to myself that I was avoiding running into my ex-girlfriend Kimberly. My friends were her friends too, and I wasn't ready to talk to her. She had only called once after I'd stormed out of her apartment, and had remained silent when I didn't return the call.

“If you're staying in, then get ready for bed.” Mom said.

“But it's just 7:30.” I observed. I was no kid at twenty three years old! She hadn't told me to get ready for bed in about five or six years.

“I know,” she said. “But, like I said, I've got a plan, and the earlier we begin the better. What do you usually wear to bed these days?”

“Um...my boxer shorts and a T-shirt.” I said. I'd also slept in the buff from time to time, but I wasn't going to mention that with so little information about Mom's great idea.

“Great,” she said. “Get ready for bed. I'll go brush my teeth and put on some P.J.s”

We met up in the living room, dressed as promised. Mom wore a pair of light blue men's pajamas, small. It was still a bit loose on her, but she looked pretty damned cute in it. Not super sexy, but it definitely had its appeal. I knew that mom had night gowns and robes and probably lingerie, but she clearly picked something that wouldn't get my pulse too high.

“Lookin' good, handsome.” she said regarding my lose boxers and university themed T-shirt. “Come with me.” She beckoned, and headed towards the hall where our bedrooms were located.

“Where?” I asked in a shaky voice.

“My room. Come oooon. I won't bite or anything. Everything will be okay. Trust your mother. That's what this is all about. Trust.”

I came as asked, and she told me to lie down on her bed. I lay myself on one side on top of the covers. “What's the big plan Mom?” I asked, trying to sound casual.

“It's a two-part plan.” She said. The first part is that we stretch out here, and have a nice long talk until it is time to go to sleep. Sound fair and reasonable?”

“Uh, yeah. Sure. What'll we talk about?”

“This,” she said gesturing between the two of us. “What happened the other day, how it's got you all freaked out, and what you’re still so afraid of. And about why you've got nothing to be afraid of. Do you agree to lie here with me and talk it all out so that the air might clear and you might have some peace?”

“Yes. I can agree to that.”

“Good!” she said. Then she locked the door, and turned off the light. I was a bit startled, but said nothing as she walked over to the other side of the bed. The curtains were drawn, but enough light was coming in to see her shape and her movements. She stood there, framed by the late spring sunset rays. Her hands were on her hips as she said, “Which brings us to part two of the plan.” Then she bent over, and I heard the soft rub of the pajama pants sliding down her thighs.

“Wait. What?” I stammered.

She stood up, and pulled the top up over her head and threw it onto the floor. I could see the silhouette of her breasts swaying as she waded on her knees onto the bed, and under the covers. “We are going to talk, Kevin. I'll keep myself covered up, and you can lie on or under the blankets as you see fit. But we will talk, and you will see that you are not ruled by your lusts and instincts. You can even enjoy them while still controlling your actions. In case you didn’t quite catch it, I'm naked under here, and I want you to see that it is not a dangerous thing to be around by body.”

I was completely flummoxed, so she continued. “The door is locked, and you are here with me for the rest of the night. We’ve got an attached bathroom you can use when you need it, but we are both sleeping here tonight. In this bed. There is a second reason I want to do this. I also want to show you that I trust you. I want to show you that I know that, no matter what, there is nothing for me – or you – to worry about. I've been thinking about this a lot for the last few days, and I am completely certain that we will unlock that door tomorrow morning, happy and close and no longer worried about disaster.”

And we did talk. I talked a lot, and she did a lot of listening. When I voiced my concerns of some kind of animalistic part of me taking control and invading her, she smiled and pointed out that the very conversation we were having showed how little I needed to worry about that. She was not upset about what had happened under the tree the other day, and she had no reservations about me. She told me that she was proving it there, in her birthdays suit.

Eventually I talked a bit about things falling apart with Kimberly. She listened, and didn't say much. But I could tell she had many thoughts about the matter. Finally – I have no idea what the time was, but it had been dark for a while – Mom said, “I'm going to roll over now, and try to get some shut eye, Tiger. If you want, you can snuggle up with me. I promise we won't burst into flames or turn into completely different people.”

I climbed under the sheets, taking my shirt off (it had been tugging at my throat the whole time.) I looked under the blanket at my mother's curved bare back and inviting round bottom. I was sure she knew I was looking, but that was some of the point, right? To look – even enjoy – while seeing that it didn't throw me into a beastly froth. She was shaped like a perfect skinny cello, her pitch black hair swept up over the pillow, away from her sharp jaw line and muscled shoulders.

I found that I wanted terribly to pull up close behind her. I also realized that I wanted to show her what her gesture meant to me. I pulled my boxers off, and nuzzled up against her back, and spooned with her. She took a deep sighing breath. “That feels so nice,” She said. I reached my arm over her, and I knew that my hand was moving towards her breasts; possibly to pinch her nipples. I didn't know how I even felt about the action any more. But then she caught my hand before it reached its destination. She pulled it to her lips, kissed the palm and then held it there against her lovely face.

I was rock hard. She must have felt it against her back. But I felt that this – what we were doing, and nothing more – was all that it needed to be. I felt suddenly drained (emotionally drained, I suppose,) and I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up, still nuzzled against my mothers near-perfect form. I knew where I was, how I had gotten there and what had and hadn’t happened. I was completely aware of myself. In an instant I realized how childishly paranoid and presumptuous I'd been. I had the choice. I'd had it all along, and now I was free to make it with a clear head. I wasn't going to waste another second choosing foolishly.

I let go of my mothers hand, and traced down to cup her breast. I massaged it gently, reverently, and Mom took a deep breath – in her sleep, I assumed – and remained still. I moved my hand to her shoulder, and slowly rolled her back towards me so she lay face up. I took a nipple in one mouth, and squeezed the other. “Mmmm.” Mom hummed absently. I had one hand free, and I slid the palm across her flat stomach. It felt deliriously good. Still circling her nipple in my tongue, I slid the hand down to her pubic mound, which sports a single black strip of pubic hair the width of my pinky finger. I pressed my middle finger into the slit, and it was met by hot silky wetness.

She pinched her thighs together and rolled away from me, carrying my hand along with her. I was worried for a second, but then she said, “Ohhh, yesss.” I crooked the tip of my finger and found that I'd hit her clit. She shivered and hummed and arched her back, pointing that perfect apple of an ass at my throbbing dick. She may have still been in some erotic dream, but I knew that it was safe; she wouldn't be horrified to find this a reality.

We were both on our left sides. My right hand was over her hip and in her crotch. I slid my left arm under her neck and around to clutch those breasts again, and used the right hand to drag her lower body to me. I used the fingers already inside her to spread the lips and make way for my cock. I heard Mom gasp as I adjusted her position, and felt her right thigh lift slightly to let me in. She was so wet, and I had her so wide. I went balls deep on the first slow and steady push. “Ahhhhhh! Yeaaaaaahhhh!” she exhaled.

I humped her joyously from behind, her soft ass making a deep palmed clapping sound each time it met the hollows of my hips. I kissed her neck, and she tilted her head to give me clearer access. I felt her hand holding my left to her breasts, and she swerved her hips whenever I held deep in her cunt. Those powerful muscles squeezed again, and I could hear her giggling as I fucked her.

This went on for another ten or fifteen minutes with grunting, oohing, ahhing but no real words; only her delightful delighted giggles as I filled her with meat.

I had to see her face, her smile as I penetrated this honey layered vagina. I pulled out slowly, and Mom downshifted to pleased moans. When I rolled her onto her back – tits flushed from excitement and my squeezing pinching treatment – her smile was broad and real, but her eyes were closed.

I could see movement under her smooth lids, but that happened in sleep too. I sat up to run both hands down her flanks, kissed her hip bone, kissed her pelvic bone and finally began to climb on. She spread her slim thighs, welcoming. I bent over her, sucked a nipple into my mouth, and rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit; sure to tickle her clit. She bucked and tittered, but her eyes stayed shut. I urged the shaft deeper; an easy job in a cunt so sopping wet and willing. “Oh-ho yeah.” She said, running a hand along the back of my neck, spreading her legs wider and arching her back. One beautiful tit still in my mouth, I reached down with one hand and grabbed that perfect ass (I don't think I could ever leave that ass alone!) with the other hand I reached up and cupped the side of her smooth skinned face.

She took two of my fingers into her mouth almost immediately, and I touched her tonsils in no time flat. This woman didn't know the meaning of “gag reflex.” I released the breast from my mouth, and watched her try to swallow my fingers as she fucked against my dick. Eyes. Still. Closed.

I began to really pound into her pussy in earnest. It almost hurt my pelvic bone the way I slammed into her. She took it like a champ, laughing with the joy of sex. She lost track of my fingers while my cock carried her away to new places. But her eyes were still closed!

Enough was enough. I slowed down my fucking to a gentle loving pace, and leaned down so my mouth was next to her ear.

“Wrap your legs around me” I said. I could feel her eyelashes flutter; a butterfly kiss against my cheek. She was silent, and only twisted her hips slowly to meet the long deep penetrations. “I said, wrap those gorgeous legs around me.” I told her, pulling my face away to see her – emerald eyes wide open – staring at me with wonder and joy. “I feel more wanted when I feel a pair of legs around my waist.”

Eyes locked on my face, still humping her groin up to welcome my hard dick, she slowly lifted and curved her right leg up and around my waist. Half a heartbeat later, I felt her wiry left arm hook around my neck and shoulders. She smiled a round white grunting smile as her other arm and leg curled around me. Her limbs constricted, pulling my member all the way into her.

“Like this, baby?” she said in a quivering voice, and then she kissed me before I could answer; a peck. Then I felt her tongue flicker against my lips. And then we not just fucking. We were kissing like lovers. I plunged my tongue as deep into her mouth as I could, and she began to writhe and twist her abdomen around my cock. She moaned into my mouth, a sound of relief and celebration. And then she squeezed me; not just my cock with her cunt, but my torso with her muscled arms and sleek legs.

Her tonguing and moaning became a shriek. Her globes crushed against my chest, and she thrashed wildly in orgasm even as she held me tight. For a moment I thought she might break my spine in her forceful convulsions!

And then she broke our kiss and went limp; laughing from her core. I could feel each chuckle in my rod.

I drew back enough to get a good look at those bright green eyes in her heart shaped face, framed by long thick black hair. “What's so funny?” I asked in a voice that was more sleepy than suspicious. I still had all 8 to 9 inches of my dick rigid inside her, so I wasn't worried.

She smiled at me and laughed again, giving my dick an extra squeeze while caressing my ass. “So, what do you think? Do I want you?” and she turned her red-lipped smile up full blast.

I smiled back at her beauty, and felt each curve of her dancer's body against mine. I didn't reply exactly. But her loveliness inspired a more deeply physiological reaction. I clenched the muscles in my penis, making the head swell inside her. When a pussy has been treated with the sort of force and endurance I'd just given to Mom's, she can very much feel that swelling up.

The silent reply thrilled her, and she got a twinkle in her wide green eyes.

She released me from her grip, and dropped her left leg flat. Then she pushed my right shoulder up and away before twisting her hips so that – popping out of her with a slick sound - I tumbled over her leg onto my back. She immediately, climbed on top, and reached down between her legs for the dick she craved. With a momentary shift and a slow cooing downward slide, she impaled herself on my flesh; rejoining me with ecstasy.

She planted her hands on my chest, and leaned over me. Her hair made a circular black curtain-tunnel with our faces on either end.

“Do. I. Want. You?” She asked, slamming her perfect hips down onto mine with each word. Her breasts – glistening with sweat - were squeezed together by her biceps, and they slipped forward and back with her bouncing motion. I wanted to reach up and squeeze them, but, running on pure instinct, I grabbed her narrow waist. My thumbs were about two inches apart. “WANT! YOU!?” She began calling out with each forceful landing of her ass onto my thighs. WANT! YOU! WANT! YOU! WANT! YOU!!!” She was fucking me like a force of nature. Her eyes closed, and she sat up. Her long pitch tresses flew about as she squirmed and bounced. Her arms were up and out, keeping balance and seeming to be raised in grateful celebration. The shiny orbs of her breasts were free, and they bulged, taut, keeping a rhythm that was slightly delayed from the rest of her torso. She lost even the two words as she lost herself: “WAHH! UUH! AHH! OOH!” And even those degenerated into screamed grunting calls of pleasure. “AUHH! AUHH! AUHH! AAAHHHHH!!!!”

I finally couldn't take any more, and I dumped the Caspian sea out of my balls and up into the sweetest, strongest, most glorious pussy I've ever known: My mom's.

“Afterglow” has such a light and dry – almost sanitary – sound to it, but we were sticky and our limbs felt heavy. Our legs and arms were tangled together in a fallen-together embrace. “It's about time for a shower,” Mom said. “I've got to get to my dance lessons before work, and you've still got your classes.”

I ignored her observation. I stared at the elegant arc of her breasts, and ran my finger tips along one of them. “Did you know this would happen?” I finally asked.

She sighed and snuggled deeper into my embrace, lacing fingers with mine, and leaving them together on her breast. “No.” She said to the ceiling. “I didn't know. I hoped,” she admitted squeezing my fingers with hers, “and I'm glad it did happen. But I knew that there was a chance you would do nothing.”

“Y'think?”

“Of course. And it would have been a good thing for you in that case as well. You could look yourself in the mirror, and say that you are in control. You would be able to say that you had the ability to choose.”

“Do you think I can say that now?”

Her hair began to tickle my nose as she turned to look me in the eye. “Yes, you can. You did! You slept the whole night naked with me, and chose to hold back on your desires.”

“But when I woke up...”

“When you woke up, you were deliberate, but gentle. I was more awake than I let on. I think you know that already. If you'd been forceful or wild or in some way like an animal, I would've stopped you.”

“Are you sure you could have? Weren't you taking a risk there?”

This time she twisted so that she lay on her side facing me. It was similar to last night, but her rippling and dazzling nudity was exposed and naturally in view. She held my face in both hands, and looked me directly in the eye. “No, Kevin, I was not taking a risk there. I have known you all your life, and I trust you. Like I said last night.

“An angry shout or – at worst – a slap on the cheek would have been plenty for me to stop someone of your disposition. You aren't some stranger I was trying to test and tempt. You are my son, and it's important that you see how completely I trust you, how completely right I was to trust you and...I'm happy that I could enjoy the bonus of getting to show how deeply I like having you inside me...again!”

This little monologue was beginning to harden my cock, and she saw it. She reached down and slid her grip along my shaft in a twisting motion. She smirked, and said, “And it looks like we'll be able to enjoy it again...but in the shower my sexy young man! Lets go!”

The End of “Chapter One: The First Two times”

Next will be, “Chapter Two: Experimentation”

            Knock knock I’m coming in just to talk to you just to talk to you because mother and son can talk oh honey don’t cry. Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry I’m not mad of course I’m not mad and you should never be ashamed you should never be ashamed to be open with your mother. Sit up please or just turn over I can’t bear to have your face in the pillow I want my own son to be able to look at me Wes I’ll rub your back if that makes you feel better but then please turn over and look at me at least I’ll rub your back because that always used to make you feel better but when you’re ready I want to hear you talk to. I just want you to know that a mother is always there for her child and what the child does won’t ever matter because the mother will always be his mother and that won’t change I don’t think it’s a greater fear of a mother than to not know her own child. See I’m okay I’m fine with what just happened because I needed to see that although you didn’t want me to because maybe it’s childish not perverted no honey you’re not perverted but it’s just a escape for your inner infant my little child who has grown up too fast. Oh honey I’m sorry you’re so tense here’s another knot I’ll get it out you know I heard from a friend once or maybe it was a professor I think he said that the mother is always apologizing for some wrong deed she did to the child although neither are really aware of it it’s just that pure devotion and apology and forgiveness for everything that a mother owes her child I don’t know what but that’s what he said so it must be how males feel and I certainly can understand how a mother holds her child above her and is always less-deserving than the child no I’m not complaining I love you honey and you are definitely more deserving than me of love no don’t think of your father when I say that I don’t mean I’m helpless and unlovable I’m fine with myself but you honey are still so much more deserving of love and I’m sorry I’m really sorry that you haven’t found that at school. Of course I want you to fall in love but even I don’t know how to do that well and I can’t expect you at fourteen to find true honest love but I’m so sorry that you had to go to this colorful and grotesque and unreal website to reveal your inner infantile desire honey don’t worry I’ll massage your leg now. I was just thinking about the cartoon woman with her big lips and big eyes and big breasts and her hairless privates and how unreal that is but how real it is in the mind of a boy I mean I don’t mean to put you into a category son you’re unique but I can see that inner infantile desire below your personality that you cannot escape from no not escape really but maybe that desire helps shape your personality. I was just thinking about the little cartoon boy and how helpless and how strange sex seemed to him but how he swore like it was an authentic and genuine emotion his desire that is not piggish like a perverted man but the genuine appreciation of new pleasure and love like only children can have. I’m sorry Wes I don’t want to scare you or make you feel uncomfortable don’t roll away from me please I couldn’t bear it I’ll just rub your back like you used to love after soccer practice and everything’s okay. I think it’s completely fine and human to have desire it’s more than fine if we didn’t have passion or love well I don’t know Wes nothing in this world would be good would it? It’s just Wes what I wish son is that you could express your passion and love and not observe it on a screen that you didn’t just have to see the imagination fulfilled or sensationalized but that you could communicate it and express that desire and passion. But I realize that most all of it is taboo and unspoken in society even between lovers we cannot express our desires even in what is supposed to be the most intimate relationship two people still cannot reveal themselves fully it’s a tragedy really I don’t know how we are able to get out of bed and live still keeping that part of ourselves in. But then I found out today son that it really can hurt to reveal everything and feel ashamed and think you’ve been caught in the action of the worst possible kind and I never wanted to hurt you honey I’m really so sorry I should have knocked but now I know and you know and I want you to know that your mother isn’t mad, she’s really not she wants you to recognize your desires and not suppress them and please please don’t be ashamed please talk to me.

            See now that you’ve rolled over I can communicate better with you because I can see your eyes and you can see mine and we can see what we really mean and feel because words can’t really express everything. Here put your feet on my lap and I’ll massage them like after soccer practices and you just wanted to watch TV and I loved my little boy and I love you now and every part of you yes even these knobby little knees and all this hair on your thighs it’s not gross it’s just becoming a man I think. I remember my first boyfriend had hair on his privates lots of it and it was a little bit gross to me more strange I think but it smells like a man now that I think about it which is just fine just fine Wes. I could smell your semen too Wes yes it’s okay don’t look like that we can talk openly I’ve seen and smelled it all before yes I’ll tell you okay I’ve tasted it too and it’s just a part of the body my son it’s the carrier of life but it tastes like snot which is okay and it looks like it too but it’s all a part of the body I just wish it wasn’t in a towel honey I wish you didn’t have to hide it. Wes oh I’m so sorry are you hard again I’m so sorry oh no now I’ve made you ashamed again but I don’t want that no it’s fine to excited I suppose aroused maybe you’re a young man really and full of seed and I know boys can’t control it it really grows unwillingly and irritates them like mad I’m so sorry Wes I don’t want you to have to get out of bed and walk around all those pretty girls everyday with this hardness driving you mad and all that love and passion unfulfilled. Honey don’t hide it it’s fine I walked in and saw it in your hand and believe me it wasn’t the first erection I’d ever seen no no I’ve had boyfriends and yes yours is pretty dark but so are many and it’s fine don’t be ashamed. Don’t think about length either son that’s all a ruse and I don’t want you to hide anything. I guess I don’t want to hide anything either oh it really is hard to reveal yourself isn’t it I’ve been talking about you but never about me and I’ll admit it feel a little uncomfortable myself but I won’t be ashamed because you’re my son and I can say anything to you and you can say anything to me. Wes I’ve suppressed so many desires myself no I won’t be ashamed to tell them not after you have revealed this to me I don’t miss your father but I haven’t been really filled in so long yes I’ve masturbated myself is it such a hard word to say? I have dildoes and vibrators and no I don’t use the internet I try to use my own imagination but they’re toys Wes and I haven’t been held or really filled in so long. Here Wes I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable you can roll back over I’ll rub your back some more just let me get some lotion and a towel and I’ll help you relax I know you must be so stressed right now. Yes the towel will go over your butt honey like a massage I took a class once or twice I know how to give good massages not like after soccer practices but just wait honey I’ll be back.

            Knock knock oh I’ll just come in we can be open with each other honey right honey you can take your underwear and socks off I have this towel I won’t look if I mustn’t embarrass you but you really shouldn’t be ashamed. Yes now I can relax you I even brought this relaxing music I hope it’s not cheesy but you need everything I can give to calm you down I can tell. Your mother does know what’s best for you sometimes and I’m sorry that I must have upset you earlier but I’ll make it up momma will help you calm down. I’ll stop talking now and let you just listen to the music and let go of your thoughts.

            Honey I’ll take this towel off, is that okay?

            Doesn’t that feel so much better son, I can feel your whole body lose its tension that’s good I’m so proud of you. You can flip over now you can put the towel back on while I get more lotion we just ran out of this one.

            Hello? Yes look at this I found my rubbing oil I didn’t know I still had it’s really the best stuff for massages. Yes, relax, close your eyes. Mommy will take care of you.

            Oh honey you woke up I’m glad you were able to fall asleep I’m so glad you calmed down but you can keep relaxing and shut your eyes again. You’re okay.

            Shh shh shh Mommy knows what she’s doing she’s thought about it just relax Wes mommy knows her son has been hard for a very long time now and that’s not good for him so she’s going to relieve her son because we know each other’s desires and we’re open and I’ll relieve you and this oil will help shh shh shh Wes turn back over now you’re going to build too much blood up in your testicles and that will hurt and Mommy needs to relieve you. See that isn’t so bad, it’s just like the massage right? Just look into my eyes Wes and see me smile because it’s okay no don’t Wes I couldn’t bear it Wes it’s okay IT’S OKAY Wes I want to do this for you and don’t let me reveal myself like this and make me feel ashamed I couldn’t bear it you’re my son and you’re growing up and I need to fulfill your desire because I love you and the mother needs to do what the son needs. See I can relieve you in one hand and stroke that beautiful hair in the other you’re my son and I love you you’re beautiful and I see that, I feel it. Baby put your hands on Mommy’s breasts it’s okay Mommy’s sorry and she wants you to feel comforted like that oh put your hands under my shirt I’m not wearing a bra see feel them they’re there for you they were always yours even before you were born oh you like to play with my nipples with your fingers that’s cute you always nibbled on them oh Wes you don’t know what that feels like no I like it. Your hands are so cool and my nipples love it yes of course you can take my shirt off honey your penis feels so full I actually like it you might not think it but I feel like I’m nurturing my child. Oh son you know what I want suck on my nipples oh I’m so sorry son suck on my tits like a good boy yes like that oh have you done this before? Oh of course that sucking is the most natural instinct for a boy for a baby boy to do I remember how I fed you oh yes bite them son suck on Mommy’s nipples she’s feeding you Mommy was sorry about what she did and she needs to make up for it oh I can nestle your sweet head in my breasts like a mother would yes it’s so natural your face fits so perfectly here and your young penis fits so perfectly in my hands I can cradle your balls and scrotum too yes I can play with the hair its not weird to me I have hair on my privates too unlike that silly cartoon lady HAHAHA isn’t this so much better baby? Feel my curves with you mouth honey yes I want you to yes oh god yes oh god I’m so sorry baby I see what you really wanted why you were looking at that cartoon and my god I’m so sorry what am I doing and why haven’t I ever done it before? Lick them honey oh your tongue is so lovely on my breasts on my tits milk me like a good boy and like I’m milking you. Oh I can feel the ecstasy between us it’s so honest and it’s so good to not hide it any more yes put your hand on my pussy my sweet flower it’s so wet honey I want you honey Mommy wants you. Oh I can feel that you’re so close yes I want you to cum it would look so beautiful on your pure white stomach but OH MY GOD keep doing that no Mommy doesn’t want that cum on your stomach she wants it in her oh I’m so sorry I shouldn’t do this I’ll slip these down to my thighs oh god I can’t be doing this you came out of here your penis is glistening and I’m so wet and so hungry and I OH GOD fill me Wes you’ve never done this before but you know you know you know you’ve always known it’s so natural OH FUCK ME ah just a few more and I’ll cum with you honey oh Mommy can hit your chest it’s okay I’m so sorry I just need to OH GOD YES YES it’s so good on top Mommy can show you slowly yes we’re in such perfect rhythm oh honey you can cum I can feel you’re almost there Mommy knows OH this is where you came from OHHH I’m cumming OH YESSS I CAN FEEL EVERYTHING AND ALL OF YOU AND YOU’RE FILLING ME.

…. They heard Jennifer’s mother drive up earlier than was expected.

“Oh shit!” Jim cried.  “I think your panties are on the couch downstairs!  Quick honey, go get them and put something on!”

Jennifer ran down the stairs, naked and with some cum still on her face.  She found the panties and shirt she took off and also grabbed her father’s clothes and ran back up the stairs just in time.

“Honey, I’m home,” Jim’s wife Heather announced walking in.  “I’ve got a surprise for Jennifer too!”

Jennifer and Jim came down the stairs and saw the surprise.  Jennifer’s cousin, Sara, was there.  Sara was also fourteen and they had been good friends forever.  They kept in touch through e-mail but Jennifer had not seen her for a few months now.  They ran to each other and kissed hello; a little more intense than cousins should, Jim thought, but that was alright by him.

Sara had on a halter top which only came half way down her body, showing off her young flat stomach and accentuating her ample tits.  She was about an inch taller than Jennifer and had long brown hair as opposed to Jennifer’s blonde.  Jennifer’s young cousin was also wearing a pair of white short shorts which looked to Jim as if they were painted on.  He thought he could see her pussy lips, but didn’t really want to stare too much.  The two girls giggled together and were chatting like teens do.  Jim knew they kept in close touch.  He wondered if Jennifer had told her about last night or was that about to come?

“My sister is sick with the flu, and thought it would be a good idea for Sara to stay here for the school spring break this week,” Heather said.  “I know I didn’t ask you, honey, but will that be alright?”

Jim nodded and said, “Yeah, I think the two girls should get to know each other better.  Fine with me.”  And the two girls, still giggling, went upstairs to Jennifer’s room.

The next day, Heather said to the girls, “OK girls, I’m going to get a perm and do some food shopping and will be gone for a couple of hours.  Try not to get to bored with Jim,” she laughed.  “We’ll go to the mall or something when I get back and do some girl shopping.”

“Alright Mom,” Jennifer said, “we’ll play some video games or something,” and Heather drove away for her errands.  But, of course, she had other plans.

Jim was minding his own business on his couch watching TV when the girls joined him.  Sara still wore her tiny ‘painted on’ shorts and Jessica had on a button down pink blouse with a black mini-skirt.  Sara sat down on his right and Jennifer on his left.  Sara was the first to speak.  “So, uncle Jim, we have a couple of hours to kill before Aunt Heather gets back.  You wanna do anything?”

Jim knew the question was loaded and he didn’t know how much she knew about him and Jennifer so he calmly said, ”Oh, I don’t know, what do you girls want to do?”

It was Jennifer’s turn to speak.  “How about we get naked and see what comes up?” as she started unbuttoning her blouse.

With that, Jim saw that Sara knew the whole story.  Well, he thought, I might as well go along with it.  What else could he do?  Jennifer got her blouse off revealing a cute red laced bra holding up her little titties.  Sara took off her tee shirt over her head and she had on a pink push up bra.  Then she peeled off her white shorts to show matching pink see through laced panties.  He could clearly see her slit and she was totally bald.  Now there were two lovely teenagers in front of him just in their underwear and he could feel the bulge in his pants growing.  Sara came over and sat on his knee.  Her hair smelled freshly shampooed.  Like apple blossoms.    She put a hand on his crotch and said, “Jenny told me how big you were.  I want to see for myself.”

Another dirty slut, Jim said to himself.  He felt as if he won the lottery!  He reached up and slid his hand under her bra, feeling her firm tit.  She kept rubbing his crotch as he reached around her and unfastened her bra.  It gently fell away.  He then sucked at her gorgeous erect nipples and his hand went down to her smooth pussy.  In the meantime Jennifer had taken off everything and was now naked.  Jim motioned her over to sit next to him again.  When she did, she started to make out with Sara and they both started feeling up their titties.  Jim got Sara off his knee, got up and took off his pants and shirt.  He was fully erect and the girls paused a second from kissing each other to go over and start licking his rod.  They both took turns putting it in their mouth and seemed to have a little game going on which one could get the most down their throat.  They both did well and almost got it all.  He caressed their lovely heads and felt their soft silken hair as they were pleasuring him.

He motioned them up to the master bedroom and they all went upstairs.  On his bed he laid down.  He hadn’t tasted Sara’s pussy yet and was eager to try.  Jim grabbed his cock and pointed it straight up in the air and looked at his daughter Jennifer.  She knew exactly what to do.  She climbed over him, spread apart her soft bald pussy lips with her fingers and squatted onto his erection.  Jennifer was so wet that he slid in easily as she slowly descended.  Jim looked down and saw his cock slowly go into his sweet daughter and finally disappear.  Her tightness squeezed his dick as she sat down.  He felt her warmth and wetness on his cock as she started to go up and down on him.  While Jennifer had got on top of him, Sara climbed over his head and was now sitting on Jim’s face kissing and playing with Jennifer’s tits. 

With Sara’s beautiful holes an inch above his mouth, Jim started licking first her soft supple pussy lips then edged her glorious smooth puckered asshole.  She tasted so good:  young and fresh he thought.   When he started licking her clit, she moaned with pleasure and started deeply kissing Jennifer.  They both were having multiple orgasms with him and he loved making them happy.  Sara’s pussy juices were dripping from her pink inner lips when he opened her slit with his fingers and he swallowed them with pleasure.  Now that he had fingered and licked her to his satisfaction, it was now time to get in her.

He asked quietly, “Sara, have you ever, you know …”

“Oh yes, Uncle Jim, my brother fucked me on my thirteenth birthday as a present.  But you’re so much bigger,” she said with a smile.

Enough said.  Jim wouldn’t pursue that he said to himself.  So the girls switched positions, with Jennifer’s lovely bald slit on Jim’s face and Sara about to put his rod into herself.  She took hold of his cock, stood it up and slowly sat down on it.  Jim could not see his cock go inside of Sara because his daughter was on his face, but he could feel her cunt engulf his rod as it entered her.  Her pussy muscles were just as tight as his daughter’s and just as wet.  She loved a big cock inside her and rode her uncle up and down hard.  She was much more aggressive in fucking him than his daughter, and Jim loved it.  In fact, he loved it too much.  After only about ten minutes he blew his entire load of cum deep inside Sara’s fourteen-year-old cervix.  He didn’t want to cum inside her but he couldn’t help himself.

Sara thought she felt something inside her and when she looked down, she saw Jim’s white spunk running down his cock as she kept pounding him.  She looked at him with a “how could you?” look and got off of him.  Cum came dripping out of her ravaged slit.  Not wanting to miss eating cum, Jennifer immediately laid Sara down and started eating her pussy.  She loved cum so much, and when it was combined with another girl’s juices, it was spectacular!  Sara quickly overcame her shock of being cummed in, relaxed, and let her cousin eat her out.  Then, Jennifer got up and went to kiss her.  Sara opened her mouth up to be Frenched but Jennifer still had a mouthful of cum which she spat onto Sara’s tongue.  Sara was surprised, but not shocked and sperm swapped with Jennifer who swallowed it whole.

“Sorry about cumming in you Sara,” Jim said as they finished their sperm swapping, “but I’ve got some ‘morning after’ pills if you want.”

“Don’t worry Uncle Jim, I was just surprised, not mad,” and she kissed him.

“Well, we better get cleaned up and dressed, your mother will be home soon,” he said to his lovely daughter Jennifer.

…. TO BE CONTNUED …..