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Step Daughter and I Finally Get Along

Loverboy69 on Incest Stories

Laura and I are truly like oil and water. For years we'd just rubbed each other the wrong way. I was a disciplinarian and her mother was so not. Laura got her way before I came along and she liked it like that. Naturally to her I was the big mean prick. For years the tension was just beneath the surface, but now it would explode in passion.

Stepdaughter Courtney Decides It's Her Turn

Loverboy69 on Incest Stories

Courtney decided right then and there that she would get even with her bitch mother. At every turn her mom was on her case about something - her friends, the way she dressed, her cell phone usage - it was non-stop and Courtney decided enough was enough. She fumed her anger and plotted her revenge. Courtney turned on her laptop trying to figure out how to hire a hit man. She calmed a little as she

Boobs and Boners (Mother/Son)

teninchcockformom on Incest Stories

i found this story in another forum and had to post it. This story is so fucking hot!



Mother/son







"Morning slugger." Linda said as she passed her son in the hallway.



She looked like a 39 year old Katy Perry, but with a shapelier figure and enormous breasts.



Linda had just come from the bathroom...a tiny white towel draped around her voluptuous body.



Bobby's eyes followed the swa

Bunk Beds Are Awesome

Mykael on Incest Stories

I lay on my bed that morning and let the sun shine shine on my face. The light caressed me through my eyelids, my whole body felt warm and fuzzy, like a little kitten. I had turned sixteen today, and the possibilities made my mind race. The scent of freshly mown grass came in through the open window and the birds were chirping their songs. I wondered if my brother on the top bunk had woken up yet

Mommy and Me

XxSweetVengeancexX on Incest Stories

*Im back I hoped you missed me loves *



Anyways this story takes place on my 15th birthday.



Now a little about my mom would be. Her name is Ana shes 35 and she has a killer body! nice big D cup breast and a really nice hour glass figure.



anyways when i was a kid my dad left us I often heard my mother masturbating in her bedroom I made nothing of it. until

I Swear I Locked the Door!

teeman2000 on Incest Stories

This is the story of being accidentally found masturbating by my 16-year-old step-daughter.

Missy is now 23, a stunningly beautiful woman. Ever since she was a little girl, you could tell she'd be a real heart-breaker! Even as young as 10 or 11, she had incredible natural beauty.

The events I'll recount happened when she was 16. She'd started dating boys, though none very seriously or very long. She'd had "the talk" with her mom years before, and seemed to be familiar with sexual concepts, even if she's never actually done anything herself. We made it clear to her that we were against her having any sexual relations, but if it came to that, to let us know and we'd make sure she was protected.

My wife was gone for the day visiting with her mom a couple hours' drive from our ho
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use. I came upstairs and heard Missy taking a shower in her bathroom. I had been feeling pretty horny that day, so I thought I'd just have a quick jerk-off.

I closed our bedroom door and *thought* I locked it (I swear, I thought it was locked!).

We had a wall-mounted TV with built-in DVD player in our bedroom, and I popped in one of our pornos. It was a good hard-core video with minimal story line and plenty of fucking.

I pulled my shorts off, sat on the edge of the bed and watched. The scene was a brunette sucking off two guys, and them switching off fucking her and getting a blowjob; a pretty dependable nut-blower for me. My cock sprang to life as it always did and I leaned back and relaxed, and started with nice, slow strokes. After a few minutes I had a nice pre-come flow going. I took my time, just enjoying myself.

Suddenly, immediately to my left I heard a noise. I quickly looked over to see my beautiful baby girl standing with a towel wrapped around her, still dripping wet from the shower. The towel was barely just long enough to cover her perfect round ass and blossoming tits. I had started looking at her differently somehow the past few months, and couldn't really put my finger on how until just that moment: I wanted to fuck my little girl!

Missy stood silently, her mouth slightly open as if wanting to say something, but not being able to spit out the words. I was caught, plain and simple. I shocked myself by not trying to cover up at all; it was too late anyhow. She was standing not 10 feet away, staring at my big, angry red cock which, though I had stopped stroking, continued to bob up and down with my now quickening pulse.

I felt I didn't have any control over what happened after that. It was like an out-of-body experience. Someone else -- someone evil and dirty who lusted after my pretty baby -- took my body and mind over. No, I certainly wouldn't have done such a sick thing. I knew right from wrong, and I knew this was wrong. But it happened just the same.

I gestured for Missy to come to me. She walked slowly to where I still sat on the bed and stood just a few inches from me. I reached up and undid the towel where she had tucked it in to keep it on her. The towel fell to the floor and revealed her heavenly, soft, pink, firm young body. I felt my cock grow harder.

I reached up with my left hand to feel her stomach. She gasped when my hand touched her warm skin. I softly rubbed over her stomach, then moved my hand around to her back. I felt her soft perfect skin for a few moments, moving down to where I could feel the curve of her hips begin, then pulled her over closer to me and spread my legs, moving her between my knees. Her stiffening nipples where inches from my face and I took a moment to drink in her awesome little tits. She was up to a B-cup, and since she took after her mother in every other way, would eventually boast a great pair of 36Ds.

I leaned forward slightly and pressed my nose in between her breasts, closing my eyes and smelling her flowery body wash scent, which still lingered from her shower. I turned my head to the right just a bit, and took her hard nipple into my mouth. She took in a quick breath and I felt her legs shaking just a bit. I flicked my tongue gently over her nipple, then sucked it hard into my mouth. (Her mom loves it when I give her tits a good working over.) I sucked her for a few moments, then turned to the left and drew her other nipple into my mouth. I reached up with my right hand and cupped her breast, feeling the tender skin on the underside. As I sucked and licked at her left nipple, I took her right between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently. I felt it stiffen further. And then, after a few seconds, a little purring moan escaped her lips.

I released her nipple from my mouth and leaned back slightly on the bed. My cock was throbbing, almost to the point of being painful. I continued to caress her breast with my right hand, and I reached up with my left hand to touch her upper thigh. She parted her legs just a few centimeters, probably an unconscious physical reaction. My hand move up her thigh in small, slow circles. Eventually, I got close enough to her pussy that I could feel the heat it generated. She had a sparse patch of light brown pubic hair that hadn't grown all the way in yet, or she was keeping it trimmed nicely. Her outer lips were slightly swollen and clearly visible through her bush.

I pressed my hand against her warming little cunt and felt her go a bit weak in the knees. I took my right hand off her breast and placed it on her hip to steady her. I stroked along her slit, all the way back to her ass and I could feel a little bit of pussy juice lubricating where I rubbed her She gently pressed her hips against my hand.

I took her other hip in my hand and turned her around to face away from me. I nudged her upper thighs apart and she obediently widened her stance. I touched one hand on a hip and pressed the other hand gently against the small of her back. She understood that I wanted her to bend at the waist which she did, resting her hands on her knees. Her perfect little cunt opened up for me; it was absolutely beautiful to behold.

With my left hand, I resumed stroking my aching cock. I reached out with my right hand and felt her warm, curved ass cheek. I rubbed my hand around in circles, growing wider until I reached the lovely little dimple at the top of her crack. I traced the line down very slowly with my finger, pressing it gently into her deepening cleft. I pulled her ass cheeks apart a tiny bit and pressed my finger gently against her asshole. I wanted to fuck that tight little virgin ass so badly, I had to stop stroking my cock or I would have blown my load.

I continued moving my hand downward until I reached her pussy again. I turned my hand palm up and worked along the entire length of her slit, which was considerably hotter now than a few moments ago. I immediately felt her juices cover my finger; she was dripping wet. She pressed down and back against my hand now as before.

Moving my hand forward, I could feel her swollen little clit. With my middle finger I began to rub against her clit through the skin hood that covered it. She now began to push more strongly against me. This went on for several minutes and I could see and hear her breathing heavily with each stroke I made on her. I heard her making little grunting sounds.

I reached back a bit with my thumb and felt her tight cunt hole. I pressed up gently and she pushed her hips downward in response. I was able to work the tip of my thumb into her cunt, and then pressed it all the way into her pussy. I felt for her hymen, which I couldn't find. She had been fairly athletic from a young age and I was sure it broke already.

Suddenly, she started gasping loudly and I could feel her thighs quiver. I held her hip with my right hand while I rubbed her with my left. I could feel her cunt muscles spasm and grip my thumb and she came hard against my hand. I reached forward inside her with my thumb to stroke her G-spot. She cried out, "fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I had never heard her say anything stronger than 'hell' or 'dammit' and I was shocked! My little girl was growing up.

When her spasms subsided I drew my thumb out of her cunt. My right palm was covered with her come juice. I touched her on the hip with my left hand to turn her around. I rubbed her cunt juices on my cock to lubricate it. I slid forward so I was sitting just at the edge of the bed and pressed my legs together. I pulled her close to me so she straddled me and then pushed her gently down onto my cock. With my right hand I guided the head of my cock up against her tight little fuck hole.

With her very intense orgasm, her muscles were more relaxed and I could feel her pussy loosen up just a little. She slowly pressed her hips downward, taking my cock into her little by little. The sensations of heat and tightness were almost too much for me to bear. Finally, finally she slid fully down my length and rested on my lap. I leaned forward to kiss her, and she tenderly kissed me back. I was shocked when I felt her eager young tongue probe against my lips, and I opened my mouth and sucked it in.

She rested her hands on my shoulders and held her face next to mine. We didn't make any other motion for a minute, just feeling my hard cock nestled comfortably in her sweet, tight little cunt. It was the purest moment of love I had ever felt in my life. "I love you, daddy," my pretty baby whispered to me. "I really wanted this."

A tear came to my eye and I whispered back to her, "I did too, baby, and I love you."

After a bit, I felt her lift up off me slightly, then rest back down again. She raised up again, a bit higher, then back down. She started a perfect, gentle rhythm riding up and down my cock. It felt like heaven. She leaned back a bit now and I raised my hands up to massage her breasts. "Daddy, that's nice," she said. She leaned forward again and put her tongue in my mouth, and then started bucking up and down harder. I began tweaking and pinching her nipples more roughly and she was definitely getting off on it.

She gripped my shoulders tightly, leaned back and closed her eyes, riding hard on my cock now. She bit her lower lip and squealed as I twisted her little brown nipples. She was going harder now and I put my hands on her hips to keep her steady as she bounced her cunt hard against my cock. "Oh, fuck!" she squealed, "I'm going to come again, daddy!"

I felt her tight velvet cunt clamp down around my cock as she pressed hard into my lap, grinding her hips back and forth so I filled up every inch of her. Her body quivered in a huge orgasm. She kept panting, "fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" until she was nearly hyperventilating.

She leaned forward again, totally spent, resting her head on my shoulder. She finally caught her breath and leaned back, looking me earnestly in the eye. "Come inside me, daddy. Please." I leaned up and kissed her again, feeling her hot tongue press into my mouth. I knew this wouldn't take long for me at all, fucking the tightest, sweetest pussy I would ever feel in my life.

I grasped her firmly by the hips and waist and stood up. I wanted to get a better angle to control my movements inside her. I turned around and gently laid her on the bed beneath me. I kept my cock in her and then, once she was settled on the bed, pushed as far into her as I could. She closed her eyes and whimpered. Jesus, she had an incredible cunt.

I started a steady rhythm pushing in and out of her. I felt her body wrap around me and pull me in. "Come, daddy. Come, daddy," she kept saying, whispering, almost to herself. I could feel my come building and knew I couldn't hold out for long. After a couple of minutes, I had to come. I wrapped my arm under her, around her neck and shoulders to hold her firmly. She spread her legs wider which allowed me to increase my force, and I pounded my aching cock into her.

"Oh, fuck, baby, daddy's gonna come!" I said to her. Her eyes were wide with passion and she pushed her hips up against me, meeting my every downward stroke perfectly in rhythm.

Just as I felt myself ready to explode, I pushed deeply into her and held still. Missy reached up and pulled me down onto her. My first shot of come fired into my baby girl's virgin cunt. She whimpered, "yes, yes, yes," each time I spurted another shot into her. I could feel her hot little pussy fill up with my seed.

I was totally spent as I collapsed on top of her. Missy gently kissed my cheek and whispered to me, "thank you, daddy. I love you so much."

After that amazing first time, we tried to make love as often as possible. It was usually once a week or so. I also introduced Missy to the wider world of sex. She was an eager and talented pupil. She took to sucking cock like a champ and she really enjoyed it. A couple of times per week I'd take her to school or pick her up for cheerleading practice. She got so good, she could suck me off to orgasm while I was driving in just the 8 or 10 minutes it took to drive between school and our home. The danger of knowing we could get caught was really thrilling to us, as was the fact that I'd finger her pussy under her cheerleading shirt while she blew me.

When my wife and I were making love, Missy would listen in at our bedroom door and masturbate to orgasm, coming when I would come. When I'd fuck my wife doggy-style and turn her facing away from the door, we had a code word I would say, and Missy would quietly open the door and stand, naked, fingering herself while I watched her. That always made me come almost immediately, and my wife would comment on how horny I was.

Our last time together as lovers was when I drove her to college about 18 months after our first time together. Her mother had a work project commitment she had to finish and couldn't make the trip, which worked out well for us. We moved her into her dorm room, she was the first one to move in since she was a freshman and was rooming with a sophomore who wouldn't be arriving until the next day. We made love three times before I left hours later. After our last time, we talked about our future, and both decided that she was moving out into the big world and should find love for her future, and that we wouldn't be lovers after that day. We both cried as it was the end of an amazing, loving relationship but we agreed it was best.

She's now graduated college and is very successful in a great job, and has a great boyfriend who makes her happy. To this day, everyone tells us how sweet it is that we grew so close and loving as daddy and daughter, despite me not being her biological father. Only we knew the secret of our strong bond. I'm thankful for our amazing relationship while we had it, but I long to make love to her again and hope I can make it happen some day and that Missy feels the same way.

Drugged Mother

PJ1986 on Incest Stories

This story is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are insulted by sexually explicit subject matter or language and incest, DO NOT read this!

This story is a work of fiction about incest! It is not real! All characters and events portrayed in it are imaginary, and any similarity to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author does not condone or endorse incest in any way, shape or form!

DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!

This story may not be reproduced in any form without the permission of the author.

Copyright © 2008 . All rights reserved.


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It was just under two weeks ago, when Tommy walked into the apartment and knew Mom needed some help with her d

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epression, before things got any worse than they already were. It looked like Mom hadn't cleaned the place in months and she wasn't showing any signs of getting better. Tommy's Dad passed away over a year ago and poor Mom didn't take it very well.

"Mom, are you here?" Tommy yelled and started walking through the big apartment and he found her still in bed. "Hey, are you going sleep all day or get up and visit with me?" he asked with a smile, as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.

Paige was a pretty woman, but over the last year, she had really let herself go. She was five-foot seven-inches and weighed about one hundred, twenty-five pounds. Her skin was pale-while, her hair was dark-brown, naturally curly and it went to the middle of her back. But today, it was dirty and looked as if it hadn't been washed in weeks.

"Mom, you look like shit!" Tommy growled at her and he was pissed-off. "When was the last time you had a shower? You really need to stop this shit, Mom!" he said with degust in his voice, knowing that Dad would have slapped her ass for this kind of shit and Tommy was thinking about doing the same thing to her.

"Damn, would you stop yelling at me...I can't help it," she sniffed and started to cry. "I don't have a reason to live anymore. Your Dad is gone and...you left me too," she lightly cried and Tommy quickly sat beside her.

"I know you're hurting Mom, but Dad wouldn't want this. He told us not to be sad for him and to go on with our lives, but you're not and you're getting worse."

"I'm just so lonely and um...I don't have anyone to hold or love me," she said in return and tears of hurt ran down her forty-year-old face.

He held Mom and knew he wasn't going back to Spain or to college. Mom needed him more and it was his duty as a son to help her. "I'm moving back to London so I can help you and we're getting you to a doctor...today. I'm sure that they can give you something to help with this and you'll have me around to slap your ass, if you screw up!" Tommy laughed and Mom snuggled against him.

"You can't just leave school for me and give up your life for me. What would your father say about that?" Paige asked as she looked up to his gorgeous face and her heart skipped a beat.

Tommy was tall, dark curly hair like hers and sexy, bedroom eyes. He was muscular from many hours in the gym and playing rugby for the last ten years. Tommy did not have any problems finding a date or getting laid.

"To tell you the truth...he would kick my ass, for letting you get this way! So, you're going to shower, prettying yourself up and I'm getting you to a doctor. Do you understand?" he said with a firm voice and Tommy knew he was taking over her life.

Paige hung her head and felt so bad. She knew that Tommy was right about this and something did need done. "You're right and I'll do anything to start being 'normal' again. I miss us hanging out together and going for our walks. I really enjoyed being with you and when you left me..." Paige stopped to sniff and gave her eyes a fast wipe. "It felt like...like...you...died too!" she cried harder and fell against Tommy, knowing that he could ease her pain and make her better, he always did.

He grabbed Mom and pulled her fragile, sexy body, on his lap and he hugged. "Don't cry Mom, I'm back and I promise never to leave you again." Tommy whispered to his Mom, as he gently rocked her in his arms.

"That would be so nice! I hate being alone." Paige replied as the tears continued to pure from her big, brown eyes and she was feeling better already. "Let me shower and pretty myself up for my 'new' man and we'll go tour the town, ok?" she smiled and leaned to kiss Tommy on the lips.

"That sounds good to me and I want you looking hot as fuck, ok?"

She gave his arm a playful slap and was shocked by her son's words. "You dirty mouth boy! Saying such words to your mother!" she teased and Paige always did love the way he talked and treated her. It was more like she was his woman and not his Mom. "I'll look good and sexy for you handsome, don't worry." Paige said as she kissed him again, but this time, Tommy kissed her back and she liked it. "Mmmm, you're going to um...spoil me," she softly purred and felt one of his big hands, on her butt and it made her very lonely pussy, tingle.

"I'll do anything it takes, Mom." Tommy replied as he carefully wiped a tear from her face, hoping that she could pull herself together and get on with her life. Mom was a babe and this was a waste. "On second thought...find a tight pair of your jeans and after the doctor, we'll go walking." Tommy said as he thought of Mom's cute, size four ass shoved into a pair of skin-tight jeans and how great she looked.

"You still love looking at my ass, do you? You do know that it's not normal for a son to check out his Mom's ass." Paige said with her normal, soft and calming voice, as Tommy continued to rub her butt and her pussy tingled more.

He smiled and kept caressing her tiny ass. "You're not a typical Mom, you're hot lady! But, if you want, I could stop looking."

"Don't you dare! I like it," she smiled at him and Paige felt like she was floating on air.

"Well good, cuz I love looking!" he laughed and moved from Mom's bed. "Come on, get cleaned up and I'll go work on cleaning up the apartment!" Tommy said as he tapped his foot on the floor and he gave her a stern look.

"I'm sorry about the mess, but I didn't feel like doing crap around here." Paige laughed as she slid from the bed and Tommy pulled her into his arms.

She wasn't sure, but Paige could swear that Tommy was sporting a massive boner and if he was, it was for her. Paige knew that it was wrong, but it felt so good against her thigh and it made her feel like a woman again.

He pulled Mom close and Tommy didn't realize that he was hard, until it was too late and that Mom was practically naked. His hands were on her butt, enjoying her delicate panties against his fingers and Mom's warm flesh under them. "Mmmm, you're going to spoil me too! You should know how much I 'love' older women," he moaned and had to get away from Mom. He was already so fucking hard and she was just making it worse.

Paige loved feeling her son's cock on her and against her thigh. "I know all about you and 'most' of my friends getting nasty together!" she laughed, thinking of all the wonderful things that she had heard about her son, Tommy and the pleasures he could give a lonely woman.

"You may be my son, but..." Paige whispered and she had a great idea. But now, she had to pray that Tommy liked it too. "From now on...I'm thinking of you as my 'new' man and it'll my job to keep you happy too," she smiled, pressed her hips closer to his and felt Tommy flex his stiff cock.

Tommy loved what Mom said, but she couldn't spoil him the way he liked. He loved to be spoiled with a sloppy blowjob and a good, long fuck. "And how do you propose to do that?" he laughed, gave Mom a soft kiss on her lips and she softly moaned.

"I guess you'll have to wait and see." Paige said with a smile.

"Ok, I'm going to go clean." Tommy said as he left her room and started towards the front of the apartment.

He walked into the messy living room and Tommy still could not believe Mom let things get this bad. "I'm home now and things are going to be a lot different now," he mumbled and thought of how great it was holding Mom the way he just had. "Damn, she is going to kill me!" he said and started picking up all of the food wrappers and dumping ashtrays.

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That was almost two weeks ago and Tommy noticed Mom getting better with each passing day, but there was something very, very different about her. It was as if, Mom was coming on to him and he wasn't sure of what to do about it. "Holy shit, you look fucking awesome, Mom!" he gasped and his cock started growing.

Mom fixed her hair into a ponytail, making her look even younger and her makeup was applied perfectly. She was wearing blue eye shadow; her lips were soft pink and a tiny white tee shirt, covered her C cup breasts. Mom's nipples were dark-brown, hard and they were begging for love. She had on the tightest pair of tight jeans that Tommy had ever seen and Mom looked hot as hell.

"I'm glad that you approve!" she teased as her son's eyes roamed over every, single inch of her body and Paige could easily see a massive hump in the front of Tommy's jeans.

"Oh yes, I approve alright!" Tommy said with a long sigh, wishing that she wasn't his Mom and he saw her looking down to his cock. He would do just about anything to get her into bed and make love to her, but she was the woman who gave him life. "Well, if you were one of my dates...we'd just go up to my room and um..." he said with a wide grin as Mom walked to him and pressed her body to his.

She smiled and Paige had never felt so good in her life, but her feelings and newfound inspiration was because of her handsome son. "Ha, ha, ha, oh really now? I'm sure that we would end up on the six o'clock news, as perverts and we'd end up in jail! Thank you, but I think we'll pass on that!" she laughed and hugged him tight, wishing he could make love to her with his big, long cock and end her loneliness.

He caressed her face with his right hand and his left hand found Mom's sexy ass. "As pretty as you are Mom...I'd be willing to take a chance," he said and slowly leaned forward, kissed her dead on the lips and Tommy flexed his hard cock.

"Come on, let's get going and out in the sun! It's a beautiful spring day and I want to go and enjoy it with you," she said with her normal soft voice and hated to move from him, but Paige had to get away from Tommy.

"Ok, but if you change your mind...you know where I live!" he laughed and gave Mom's left ass-cheek a playful slap.

She had him and had a good idea that Tommy was not kidding. 'I wish I could love you the way you want, baby, but we could get into so much trouble,' she thought as they looked into each other's eyes and it was taking all of her strength to resist her son.

His big hand slapped her ass and Paige wanted to cum all over him. "Get going or my foot is going up your ass, buster!" Paige said, rubbing her butt and trying to sound mean, but it didn't work. Her voice was soft and very sweet.

"Ok, don't get your panties in a knot!"

"I can't do that right now...I'm not wearing any today!"Paige said with a wide grin and loved the painful look on her son's face.

He heard Mom and Tommy loved the way that she was changing, but it was getting so hard to try and resist his feelings for her. "Thanks for sharing that, lady. Now I get to think about that all freakin' day!" Tommy laughed as they headed for the door and outside. "Ahhh, the sun feels so good!" he moaned and enjoyed the warm sun shining down on him.

"See, I told you that we'd have more fun outside!" Paige smiled and her body was craving Tommy more than ever, but they couldn't and it was killing her. "Let's go down to the river and walk around. We can get a couple of drinks and find a nice place to be alone," she smiled and wanted to slip her hand over Tommy's big cock, but she couldn't, he was her son.

Tommy could sense that something was up with Mom, but he wasn't going to say anything to her and fuck things up. He loved the way she was acting and flirting with him the last week. It was as if, Mom was trying to fuck him and she was keeping him hard day and night.

He slipped his hands around her back and right on Mom's ass. "Cool, can we make out too?" Tommy asked with a lift of his left eyebrow and Mom cracked a little smile.

"Behave or I'll be forced to ground you to your room!" she laughed as they walked the three short blocks to the river front, bought two drinks and Paige followed her son into a large, clump of bushes and they came out at the river's edge. "Oh how nice!" Paige gasped at the view of the river and she couldn't help but wonder how many women her son brought here.

"I know, this is where I came when Dad passed away and you're the only person that knows about it." Tommy said as he turned and saw two tiny tears, running down Mom's face and he quickly pulled her into his arms. "Why are you crying now, lady?" he teased caressing her back and rocking back and forth.

"That is so sweet and I thought this is where you've bagged a few girls!" Paige laughed and sat down on the cool grass, enjoying the warm sun and a handsome man flirting with her.

He laughed and sat down with her. "Nah, that's the next bush over!" Tommy said and they laughed harder, until Mom fell against Tommy and she laid her upper body, over his lap. He looked down at Mom and her nipples looked as if they were going to explode and his cock started growing under her. "If you feel something stabbing you in the back...I'm sorry," he said with a pain-filled face, but Mom just smiled in return.

"I've heard that you're bigger than your Dad was." Paige smiled, thinking of him being inside her and loving her long into the dark night.

Tommy just leaned back on his elbows and Mom turned on her side, placing her breasts, only inches away from his swollen cock. "I'm not sure about that, but two ladies I had the pleasure of being with, said I had him beat by a few inches," he said with pride in his voice and watched Mom take a breath in.

"Mmmm, I bet the ladies just love you to death!" Paige said, as she looked deep into her son's eyes, wishing that he would make a move on her, but maybe he didn't have the same feelings. Maybe she was just a pervert, but then, he reached over and started caressing her hip.

Tommy smiled bigger and replied. "I haven't gotten any complaints yet," he said and patted her on the ass.

"Your father never did and he sure could make them squeal!" Paige said as she thought of all the wonderful times that he had her orgasm for hours and hours. "Me included!" she added with a smile and Paige could see his cock growing in his pants.

"I've had my share of moaning, squealing and screaming."

She smiled and looked straight to his swollen member. "I bet my ass that you've heard lots of that and will the rest of your life." Paige said and her pussy was tingling and burning like crazy, but she felt sad.

"Why the sad look, babe?" he asked and turned to lay next to Mom on the grass, moving as close to her as he could get and Tommy reached his left hand back to Mom's ass.

She loved how quickly Tommy moved to hug her and Paige hoped he would make a move. "I'm just sad that I won't be moaning, squealing or screaming anymore," she laughed, but it was more of a painful laugh.

Tommy wasn't sure of what to say or do for Mom, so he hugged her tighter. "Don't be sad, Mom, you never know, you might get lucky and find a guy," he said and Mom quickly made a sour face.

"What other man could please me, after being with a man that was the size of your father?"

Tommy knew the answer to that, but she was his Mom and even though she had been coming on to him, she was still his Mom and he couldn't do that or could he? Tommy hugged her and looked deep into her pretty eyes, wondering if he could or not. The poor thing needed some love and Tommy could tell that Mom wanted him.

"I know someone that could, but...um."

Paige started chewing her lower lip and her pussy, instantly caught on fire. "Ahhh, you nasty, nasty man, thinking something as...nasty and perverted as that!" she smiled, but loved what her son had just said to her and she leaned to his mouth. "But." Paige moaned and squeezed Tommy. "It does sound so...tempting, doesn't it?" she purred and lightly nibbled her son's lower lip.

He kissed Mom and started rubbing his hands all over her ass. "Yes it does and remember we are over twenty-one." Tommy whispered as they lightly kissed and he enjoyed his mother's sweet lips against his.

"Yes we are, but...that would be something that could really fuck up a person's life and it would require a lot of heavy thought." Paige replied as she ran her fingers through his hair and could feel Tommy's cock on her pussy.

Tommy just caressed her ass and he kissed Mom again, but this time, it was a lover's kiss and it was deep. "I know, but it did sound good and you liked it too."

"Yes, I love the thought of having my baby back inside me, but the world around us thinks that it's wrong and it is one of the dirtiest words there is. Incest is against the law and it could mean going to jail." Paige said, but she thought it was a crock of shit. She wanted him and hoped her son would just take her.

"It's just a dumb law that needs changed. People all over the world know that the bond between a mother and her son is a powerful thing." Tommy said as he grabbed Mom's butt and pulled her completely against him.

"Mmmm, it's that and lot's of love thrown in too." Paige smiled and her hopes of Tommy making a move on her were getting better. "Do you think that you could love me afterwards?" she asked and Paige saw his face drop.

"Yes, how could you ask something so crazy, Mom? I love you as my Mom and...a beautiful woman that I would love to be with and that will 'never' change either!" Tommy said as he nibbled her lips and continued to rub deep into Mom's ass-crack.

"I know you would now, but trust me, you may not afterwards and I couldn't lose my guy. If I ever lost you, baby, I would die and I mean it." Paige said with sadness, as she moved on top of him and made sure that her hips were pressed completely Tommy's, hoping he would feel her heat and take her.

His young, stiff cock felt like a piece of steel and it took her breath away. He was well over ten, long tens and very thick. Paige smiled and gently pushed her hips to him, as if to offer herself.

Tommy could not believe how hot Mom was and he knew that she was his for the taking. "You'll never lose me, Mom. I promise." Tommy said with a low, manly voice and he pulled Mom's mouth to his. He softly kissed her again, while his hands held her size four butt and he smashed her into his swollen cock.

"Tommy, I want you to think very carefully before things go any farther and all that could happen, do you understand me?" she said with a motherly voice and Paige truly hoped that this wasn't going to fuck up their lives forever.

"I understand, Mom and I will."

Paige was slowly and methodically being seduced by her son and she loved it. She thought of the many times she made love with her late husband and not one came close to this. "I'm starting to understand how you so, easily seduced most of my friends and I must say..." Paige moaned as Tommy squeezed her cheeks again and his cock smashed against her pussy. "I'm enjoying it very much," she purred into his mouth and Paige wanted to crawl inside him. She needed to be with him in the worse way, but she wanted this decision to be his and his only.

He squeezed Mom's ass and he loved the look on her pretty face. "I only used them to practice for someone very special, Mom and they did teach me a lot of very nice things." Tommy smiled and his hands started roaming all over Mom's ass, including her deep ass-crack and he softly kissed her.

She smiled as their lips touched and Paige could not believe what his hands were doing to her. She was ready to explode and Tommy had only touched her ass and kissed her. She felt like a puppet in his arms and was ready to do anything for him. Tommy needed to hurry his decision and he needed to do it very soon. Paige was craving him and the craving needed to be satisfied very soon.

"Did you ever get that 'special person' or not? I bet she's dying to be with you," she said with a soft whisper, as Tommy started to gently suck her lower lip and Paige was melting into her son's body.

He just laughed and kissed her more. "Not yet, but I'm taking her advice and thinking about some things, before I go any farther with her." Tommy smiled as he kissed Mom and rubbed her ass with both hands, easing his right one into her jeans and rubbing deep into her ass-crack. Tommy knew he had Mom, but she was right about thinking this over very carefully and making the right choice, so he was.

Paige admired Tommy for thinking about this and knew that she raised him right. His hand slid into her jeans and she had to squeeze her pussy, to keep from cuming. Just a little touch from Tommy, came close to making her explode.

"I'm very proud of you, baby and I want you to take your time," she moaned, sat up on her knees, still over him and hoped Tommy would choose to be with her. "But, I want you to beware of something." Paige whispered with a teasing grin, moving her right hand on Tommy's hard cock and she gently squeezed.

"What's that?" Tommy moaned as she sat up, watching Mom's hand holding his cock and he wanted to cum all over it.

His cock was hard and full of boiling-hot blood and Paige knew what her son needed. "I'm going to step things up a notch and show you how nice it would be," she stopped to squeeze him harder and Paige wanted to eat Tommy alive. "If you choose to be with me, ok," she whispered with lust and continued to caress Tommy's big, swollen cock and Paige knew that she was in for a wonderful time.

"Just don't overdo things, Mom. I'm horny as hell for you, but I'm taking your advice and I'm thinking it over for three days. You can play all you want and I do mean all you want, but not the 'big thing' and I mean it! I'm taking three days and depending on my decision, it won't happen until then."

Paige lightly kissed Tommy on the lips and she knew that he was one of a kind. "That's just fine, baby and I'll respect your wish, but you did say that..." she smiled and slid down his body, Paige slowly started unzipping his pants and looked into his eyes. "I'm free to play all I want, right?" she moaned as the zippers teeth going down, filled her ears and her pussy tingled more.

He just lay there and watched, only smiling as his beautiful Mom reached in his pants, pulled out his cock and held it in her tiny hands. "Oh Mom, will you suck it...please!" he moaned, looking into his Mom's beautiful eyes and he watched as she carefully examined his cock.

She heard Tommy and Paige started convincing him to choose her. "Mmmm, I plan on it darling...trust me! I'm going to show you why your father always came home to me," she moaned, slightly parted her juicy lips and Paige slowly licked up the underside of him. Tommy's cock was hard, it was hot and it was so damn big.

"Oh God, Mom, yes!" Tommy moaned as Mom slowly licked around his big, purple cock-head and she started nursing the tip of him. "Ahhh, God, Mom, oh Mom!" he moaned loudly and forgot where they were, but Tommy quickly came to his senses and knew that they had to get home and finish there. "We should stop and finish this at home!" Tommy moaned and tried pulling from her, but Mom held him and she wasn't letting go.

Paige nursed the tip of her baby's cock and she slowly swirled her tongue around him. She needed her son to know that she would please his any desire, no matter what it was. "No...I'm finishing and I'm not stopping until you...cum for me!" she smiled, opened her mouth and she went back to licking and nursing the tip of him.

He watched and thought he was in a porn flick. Mom was great and Tommy knew that he was in for a very 'hard' three days. She was lying between his legs, she was propped up on her elbows and he could see everything Mom was doing. "Oh yeah, that's it, Mom, suck it, suck it!" he moaned and lifted his hips, pushing deeper into her mouth, but Mom just smiled around his cock-shaft and she just kept nursing him.

Paige sucked him and quickly sat up, letting his fat cock-head pop from her mouth and slowly licked her lips. "I do hope you love being sucked by a horny woman and drained of your warm cum," she purred and licked up the back of his hard cock, watching his handsome face twisting with pleasure and Paige smiled, letting his fat cock-head pop from her mouth again and slowly licked her lips.

"I'm going to have this gorgeous thing in my mouth...day and night!" she purred louder and Paige needed him in her body, but she would do as her son asked and wait for three days. "I'm going to end up being your whore and let my darling son, do anything to me." she whispered and let a drip of saliva drip from her mouth, watching it ran down Tommy's cock-shaft.

Tommy smiled and Mom looked great as she licked and teased his swollen cock. "Can I cum on your tits?" he asked and reached to twist each of her swollen nipples.

"Oh yes, most definitely!" Paige smiled as Tommy lifted her small blouse and twisted her aching nipples.

He reached to Mom's face and slipped two of her fingers into her juicy, warm mouth and she sucked them. "Do I get to cum in that sexy mouth, too?" he asked and knew Mom would let him do that.

Paige moaned, sucking his fingers and she was dying to climb on her son and fuck him right there, but he asked her to wait. "Ohhh, yes...all you want and I'll drink my handsome son's seeds!" she moaned and started sucking Tommy's cock-head.

Mom gently sucked him and Tommy knew she was a pro. "Can I cum in your pussy and slap your sexy ass too?" he asked Mom as she slid up his body and kissed him.

She moved up him and gently kissed Tommy. "Baby, I'll let you do 'anything' you want to me and I'll love it all!" Paige said with lust and hoped her young son would give in and fuck her soon.

"Anything, is a lot of stuff and I have a very dirty mind, Mom." Tommy laughed and knew that Mom was going to be so fun to play with.

"How dirty...is it?" she moaned into his mouth and they kissed deep. "Your father was a nasty, nasty man and I'm betting that you are the same. Am I right, darling?" Paige moaned into his mouth as she gently pushed her hips to his and Paige was on fire for him.

Tommy smiled and thought of the poor guy next door, Jerry, "Let's just say that um...I hope you like it top!" he said and hoped Mom would screw his disabled friend. Ol' Jerry had a bonner for Mom, since the first day, he met her and dreamed of making it with her.

"Mmmm, I love it top and as big as you are, it may come out of my mouth!" Paige smiled, licked her lips and wondered why Tommy was smiling so big. "What are you up to, buster? I know that look and it means that you're up to no good!" she smiled.

Tommy just smiled and laughed at Mom, wondering if she would do 'anything' he told her to. "Let's go home and continue this on the sofa or maybe...in your room," he moaned and rolled on top on Mom, he scooped her legs under his arms, grabbed her wrist and he smiled. "I hope you like handcuffs and rope too." Tommy said and wondered what kinds of shit Dad did with her.

Paige it loved when Tommy grabbed her and held her down. "Mmmm, oh yes, I adore them and I have quite a few pair, in the back of my closet and a few other things that you may enjoy using on me." Paige said with a low, sexy voice and she couldn't wait to get back home.

"I this is going to be so hot." Tommy whispered, zipped his pants and they quickly went home.

*.

"So." Paige said walking into the kitchen, after her shower and she adored the look on her son's face. She changed into a very scanty, bra and panty set. Paige knew he loved her choice of clothing, because they were see-through and his favorite color. "Why were you smiling so big at the river?" she asked walking by him and Paige loved his dark eyes roaming over her slender body, thinking of all the pleasures he was going to give her and how happy she would be.

He was sitting and waiting for Mom, thinking of what they were about to do with each other and Tommy grew hard, but his mind was replaying the words Mom said, over and over. 'Incest is against the law and it could mean going to jail.' Tommy thought of her words and Mom walked into the room.

"Holy hell, you're going to torture me the entire time!" Tommy said with a big smile, as he looked over Mom's gorgeous body and he grew hard.

She just smiled and walked to the refrigerator for a cold beer and sat next to him. "Tell me what you were thinking about, you never know, I might like it and we'll try it!" Paige whispered as she reached to hold his long and extremely thick cock, with her right hand and squeezed.

"I'm not sure about it now, but if you really want to know, I'll tell you and you can slap me." Tommy laughed as Mom turned to face him and she smiled.

She smiled and slowly turned to face him. "I'd never hit you and like I said, you never know!"

"I was thinking about Jerry and how much he loves you."

She smiled bigger and gently kissed Tommy. "You wanted me to make love to him?" Paige asked and her heart was filled with a rush of love. "That is so sweet and before your father passed away; I was thinking the same thing!" she said and kissed him again. "I'll do it, after we make love and I want you to watch, as I love him. Ok?" she purred in her son's ear and Paige felt his cock jump.

"Oh shit, I'll go along with anything you want Mom. Jerry is going to shit in his pants!"

"Maybe we'll have him over for dinner and end up in the pool or something like that." Paige said and thought of something better. "Hey, you both can do me at the same time and cum all over me, like in your movies!" she said with a low voice and slid to the floor in front of her son.

Tommy watched Mom slide into the floor and he knew what was coming. "Fuck...and you called me a pervert!" he moaned out as she held him in her soft hands. "Mom, you are going to make Jerry so happy, but I have a feeling that he might not want me there. Plus, what if we start doing each other and he freaks out?" Tommy said and he knew how Jerry felt about her. "Mom, he loves you and I'm not joking around!" Tommy added, grabbed her hair and he shoved his stiff cock, into his Mom's warm, loving mouth.

She loved Tommy's hand pulling her down and Paige opened her mouth for her son. She gently sucked his head, while looking up and into his loving eyes. 'My baby, my man and my new...lover!' Paige moaned to herself, as she sucked and twirled her tongue around his swollen cock-head. She gently sucked and started moving her head up and down his thick shaft, enjoying his young, hot blood, pulsing through it and Paige knew that it was all for her.

She let him 'pop' from her mouth and sat back in her chair. "Well, maybe you can set up a few of your video cameras and film it? I'll lie and tell him that I sat them up." Paige said as she lifted her beer and took a big drink.

"That would be cool." Tommy said as he leaned to kiss her. "But, only after I make up my mind, ok?"

"Don't you worry about that, you're the only one that I want and no one will touch me, but you." Paige said as they kissed, nibbled each other's lips and she started jerking him off. "Mmmm, I cannot wait to get my baby back inside me and make love to you." she moaned into his mouth as they kissed deeper and Paige felt his hands on her breasts.

Tommy kissed her back and his hands moved to Mom's swollen nipples. "God, I love you so much!" he growled and kissed her deeper, as he continued to roll her big nipples between his fingers. "I'm trying so hard to keep my word and wait, but you're killing me, woman!" he laughed and pushed Mom back to her chair.

She just smiled and gently patted his muscular thigh. "Don't worry about it, baby. I'll make sure that nothing happens and we're good, but do beware of this." Paige leaned forward and lightly whispered the last few words into his mouth, as she reached to hold his swollen cock. "I enjoy teasing and tormenting my men, so be ready mister," she moaned again and sat down on her knees.

Tommy watched as Mom slid down and he knew what was coming. Mom was a master at sucking cock and he couldn't wait to give his darling Mother, a warm mouth full. She was so fucking pretty and so good at pleasing a man; Tommy knew that if Mom wanted, he would be at her mercy.

She slowly sat back down on her knees and Paige loved the look on her son's face. "I promise that you won't get between my legs, but I'm going jerk you off." Paige whimpered as she leaned over his cock, licked the head and let a drip of saliva slide from her mouth. She rubbed it on the head and her tiny hands started moving up and down the thick shaft. "I'm going suck you off and," she whispered and leaned to kiss the very tip of it. "If this wouldn't violate your promise, I want you to...take my ass!" Paige moaned and she was dying to fuck him, but she took a breath and sucked her baby boy's cock, into her mouth and half way down her throat.

"Oh Mom! Oh God! Yes, I'd love that so much!" Tommy yelled as Mom devoured his cock and when the head went down her throat, he fought hard not to cum. "You keep this up and I'm...going to cum!" Tommy yelled as Mom sucked and smiled around him. Her mouth was warm and her throat felt like wet silk.

She smiled bigger and let Tommy pop from her mouth. "Please cum for me! You said no lovemaking and that was all. So, cum for me...baby!" Paige moaned as she kissed and gently nursed his head. "Cum for...Mommy! Cum for me, baby!" she whimpered and Paige sucked his head, while her eyes stayed on his and she could swear that their souls were joined. Paige let him pop from her mouth again and she smiled. "Mommy wants to taste your cum!" she moaned and quickly went back to pleasing her son.

His balls began to tighten, his cock jumped and Tommy thought that the tip of his cock had just blown off. He started shooting cum into Mom's mouth so fast and so hard, she was gagging on it. "Oh fuck, oh fuck! Mom, oh God!" Tommy yelled out as he stood up and held the back of Mom's head. She said that she wanted to taste him and have him cum, so Tommy was making sure that Mom drank every drop and he wasn't letting her go, until he finished. "How's that for some cum? You said you wanted it, now enjoy it, baby!" he laughed and fell back in his chair.

Tommy's cock jumped and Paige just moaned. She knew it was time to enjoy a young man's cum and that young man, was her son. He came with force and Paige couldn't help but gagging on it. His seeds shot into her mouth so fast and there was so much of it, she couldn't swallow fast enough. She held him and sucked with all of her might.

'That's my boy! Give Mommy all that yummy cum and when you rest...I want more of it!' Paige thought as she nursed his head, enjoying the salty treat that filled her mouth and slithering down her throat. She continued sucking, until Tommy fell back and Paige reached for her beer.

"Wow, I have never seen a guy cum, like you just did!" Paige said as she leaned to kiss him and suck his lips. "I hope you choose to be with me. I want you to cum like that in my pussy and fill it full!" she moaned into his mouth, as they kissed and Paige wondered what it would feel like when his cum shot in her so hard.

Tommy knew that he was no match for Mom and that he was in for the time of his life. "Damn, will things always be that good?" he asked and Mom smiled.

"Baby, I will do my very best and all that I can, ok?" Paige replied and could not wait for the days to pass. She wanted her son in her body and loving her.

"I know you will Mom and I'm so excited that we are doing this together." Tommy said as he looked into his mother's loving eyes and he had a good idea of what he was going to do. He wanted her and Tommy knew Mom felt the same about him, but he was still waiting and making sure.

*.

Later that night, they were laying in their family room on the sofa and watching a movie. Tommy was behind Mom, his cock was hard and it was resting in the crack of her ass. Mom's panties felt so good, as Tommy rubbed his cock against them and they were so soft. "I love it when we snuggle like this and now, it's going to be really nice!" Tommy moaned as he kissed the back of Mom's right shoulder and she moaned with pleasure.

She couldn't help but moan, as Tommy's lips touched her and Paige needed him. "Baby, please love my butt and make me cum! Please, baby!" Paige whimpered, pushing back to her son, offering herself to him, hoping that he would and Tommy hugged her.

Tommy loved Mom's words and he figured, why not. "Anything for you, Mom," he whispered in her ear, pulled her tiny panties over and slipped his cock inside them. "I wish we had some oil or something." Tommy moaned as he reached over her body and slipped his hand on her panty-covered pussy. Mom's panties were so warm and so soft, as they hugged her hot and wet pussy.

Her soft, silky panties felt good against his fingers, but Mom's heat and wetness was the best of all. She was a sexy woman and he was turning her on. His Mom was going crazy and she wanted him, her son, to love her ass.

"Oh God, this sucks! Come on, we're going to my room and we are going to kill each other!" Paige growled and jumped up. "Hurry up! I want you in me, baby and I can't wait much longer!" she said with shaky hands and tears of need were pouring from her eyes.

Tommy grabbed Mom up and into his arms. "I'm going to fix my girl. Don't worry, baby," he whispered and rushed to Mom's room. He sat Mom on her bed and before he could blink or say anything, she turned on her stomach, her legs were over the side of her bed and she spread them.

'There's some oil in my night stand, hurry baby!" Mom said with need and slipped down her panties. She watched as Tommy grabbed the oil, he opened it and let it drip into her deep, ass-crack and he moved to her. "Oh my God, my baby is going to make love to me!" Paige whimpered as Tommy rubbed the cool oil on her anus and a finger teased her tiny, tiny hole. "Ahhh, yes!" she moaned as Tommy's finger gently and very, very carefully eased inside her butt and Paige flexed her muscles around her son's finger.

He looked down as Mom laid on the side of her bed and he loved her beautiful ass. Tommy gently rubbed around her anus and eased his index finger in her. Mom's muscles grabbed his finger and they were strong. Tommy loved this and he had to get his cock in her.

Tommy leaned to her ear, placed his head-cock at Mom's offering and he kissed her. "I love you so much, Mom and I always will," he whispered, kissed her again and he gently pushed forward. His head pushed at Mom's hole, but she was tight and he had to push harder. She moaned with pain, but there was no backing out now and Tommy wasn't going to stop.

"Oh God, be easy baby!" Paige moaned as Tommy pushed again and she slowly let his big, cock-head in. "Ahhh, shit! Oh Tommy! You're in me! Oh fuck, you're in me, Tommy! You're in me, baby!" she moaned and yelled out, as Tommy's big cock-head filled her most private place.

His cock felt like it was being cut off. Mom's tight anal muscles were squeezing him so hard it hurt. "Oh mother fucker!" he yelled and held Mom's sexy, slender hips and Tommy wanted her pussy. Her butt was too tight to really get what he needed and Tommy needed to fuck. "Oh Mom, this isn't going to work! I need it fast and hard!" he moaned and felt her right hand grab his.

She knew Tommy was right, but Paige needed to feel her son in her body and after she came, he was free to make her do 'anything' to he needed. "Just a minute, baby." Paige whimpered and slipped her left hand between her legs. "I need to cum and I'm so...close!" she moaned loudly and Paige also wished that Tommy was deep in her pussy and not her butt.

"Oh yeah, cum around my cock, Mom! Cum around your son's big cock!" he growled in her ear and grabbed a big handful of Mom's hair. He pulled her head back to his face, Tommy kissed her long, deep, and he gently gave her more of his swollen cock.

She loved Tommy jerking her head back to his and when he pushed deeper; Paige was ready to exploded around him and end her loneliness. "Ahhh, fuck...yeah baby! Give it to me! Fuck Mommy in her ass! Fuck your horny Mom in her ass!" Paige yelled out and she was shocked at her words. She never said such things in her life. Not ever with her late husband and he turned her into a whore. "Go, give me more, baby! Give your horny Mommy more of that big, thick, fuck stick! Push it in and fuck me!" Paige growled and she knew that Tommy would be her last man.

He slapped Mom's right ass-cheek and couldn't believe the way she was talking. "You dirty mouth, bitch! You need your ass slapped and fucked!" he growled as he jerked her hair and gave Mom's other cheek a firm slap.

"Ohhh yeah, slap me, fucker! You have to train me, like your father did and I'll do 'anything' you want! And um...I do mean anything," she moaned in his ear, as Tommy kept pulling her hair and pushing deeper into her 'once' tiny ass-hole.

He kept pulling Mom's hair and easing into her ass. "You want to be my whore and fuck me?" Tommy asked as he slapped Mom's ass again and her ass muscles squeezed his cock. "Ohhh shit...that felt good!" he moaned and slapped her again,

"Ohhh fuck, oh Tommy! Yes, baby! I want to be your whore and I'll do anything for you too! I promise!" Paige cried out as he pushed deeper and his hands abused her ass-cheeks.

He pulled Mom's hair and slapped her left ass-cheek harder. Mom jumped, her anal muscles squeezed him and it was all over. She exploded around him and Tommy started filling her ass with his cum. "Oh fuck!" Tommy yelled as cum shot from the tip of his hard cock and deep into Mom's bowels. "Mom, I love you! I love you so much!" he whimpered in her ear, trying to move his cock in and out of her beautiful ass, but her muscles were holding him tight.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Paige started screaming over and over, as she came around her new lover and he filled her full of his warm seeds. "My baby, my beautiful son is cuming in me! Oh my, God! Yes! Yes!" she squealed as he kept filling her with his cum and Paige could not wait to get it in her pussy. This was fun, but she needed him up her juicy pussy and Paige needed it soon.

Tom lay on her back and softly kissed the back of Mom's neck. "Oh my God, Mom, that was awesome!" Tommy said as he held her trembling body and flexed his cock in Mom's ass.

She felt him move and Paige moaned. "Oh yeah, that was out of this world, baby! Just wait until you enjoy my 'other' hole! I'm betting that you'll like it much more, than you do my butt!" she giggled and thought of her son, slipping his long cock up her pussy and giving it a good, hard fucking.

"I bet I do too and you better best be ready, because I'm going to wear it out!" he growled, jerked Mom's hair again and Tommy noticed something. Her muscles were now relaxed and he slowly moved in and out of Mom's ass. It was just an inch at a time, but it was nice and it felt good too. "Ahhh, fuck! This is nice!" Tommy moaned and he felt Mom trying to move with him.

Paige relaxed and loved the wonderful feeling of her son, screwing her tiny ass and she tried to move with him. "Oh baby, yes, yes!" she yelled as Tommy made love to her most private place and Paige was in heaven. "Go baby, fuck me! Ahhh, God, yes! My baby, my sweet, sweet baby!" Paige yelled again as he sank deeper and he slowly moved in and out of her butt.

Tommy held Mom's lower back, enjoying the sight of his long, hard cock easing in and out of her ass. "Oh Mom, Mom!" Tommy moaned as he kept looking at his cock going in and out of the ass he loved so much. "I'm gunna cum! Oh Mom! Mom!" he grunted and Tommy came again. His cock started shooting up Mom's ass and he couldn't have been any happier if he tried. "I love you so fucking much!" he moaned in her ear and felt Mom's muscles lock around his fat cock.

"Oh yes! Oh my fucking God! Oh Tommy! My baby! My baby is...fucking...me!" she screamed out, as she came around her loving son. "Oh God! Oh my God, yes!" Paige screamed again, enjoying his warm gift filling her ass and bowels.

He carefully laid on Mom's back and kissed her neck. "My God, we're going to end up killing each other!" he laughed and stayed deep in Mom's ass. Her ass was out of this world and he wasn't going to move until she made him. Now, Tommy really wanted her pussy, but he was going to wait and enjoy playing with Mom.

"Yeah, but what a way to go!" Paige whispered with a smile and closed her eyes.

*.

Tommy was sleeping and having a wonderful dream of getting a blowjob, by his beautiful and very hot Mom, when something came to mind. She had already sucked him off, let him enjoy her awesome butt and Tommy knew that Mom was his for the taking, so why in the fuck was he dreaming this.

His eyes popped open; he lifted his head and saw Mom nursing on the tip of his cock. She stopped and smiled at him, but Mom quickly went back to work. "Oh hell yeah, what a great way to...wake up!" he moaned, looked down Mom's sexy body and his cock started filling with blood.

Mom was on her stomach, between his legs and propped on her elbows, gently nursing him and her small hands were holding the base of his swelling cock. Her back was long and smooth, but the thing Tommy loved and enjoyed was lower and when he saw Mom's ass, he grew harder.

Paige let him slowly ease from her mouth and she smiled up to her man. "I'm glad that you approve and enjoy it so much. I'm also you're new, alarm clock!" she smiled, winked at Tommy and Paige went back to sucking him.

His cock-head filled her mouth and his warm flesh felt so wonderful against her tongue, but Paige really loved the salty treat that was oozing from the tip and she wanted more of it. She let him pop from her mouth and Paige licked his cum-filled balls. "Mommy wants you to cum in her mouth," she moaned, licking them again and went back to sucking Tommy's cock-head. Paige lifted up and rubbed the tip of him on her left nipple. "Will you cum for...Mommy and give me those yummy, warm seeds?" she moaned, running her mouth up the side of his thick shaft and Paige gently sucked.

Tommy couldn't move or do a fucking thing. Mom was going off the fucking chain and he was about to give her what she wanted. "Holy God, this is so good! Oh Mom! Yeah, oh fuck!" he yelled out, lifted his hips and Mom took more, as she sucked him harder and her hands were going up and down his shaft.

"Oh baby, that's it! Oh yeah, cum for me!" Paige smiled and she stroked him faster. "Cum for me baby...cum for Momma, please! I need you to cum for me, baby! Mommy needs you to be a big boy and help her now," she moaned against his cock and knew her hot breath had to have felt so good. "Will you help, Mommy? Oh please, Tommy! Help Mommy!" Paige moaned as she sucked the head of his cock, while he lifted up a few times and she felt him jerk.

He was watching and loved the way Mom was sucking him. It was as if she was making love to it with her mouth and now, she was begging him for more cum. "I'll help you, Mom! Oh Mom, oh Mom!" Tommy moaned and started lifting his hips up and down, but it only took three times and Mom got what she wanted.

Cum started shooting from the tip and Tommy pushed like he was finishing a long piss. "Oh yeah!" he growled, grabbed Mom's head and pushed her down; until he hit the back of her mouth and his cock-head, hit her throat. "Suck it, Mom! Suck it, harder!" he moaned and lifted for one final squirt.

Paige loved Tommy filling her mouth and the forceful way he was using her. She loved the times when his father would use her hard and put her away wet. Paige wanted Tommy to be the same way with her. "Oh my, one of us had a lot of cum in him and likes to get rough with his mother!" Paige smiled, licked her lips and she slid up his young body.

"Yes I did and as far as getting rough, I think the mother liked it, just as much as I did!" Tommy laughed and he hugged Mom. "This is so nice and I'm glad we're doing it," he whispered to her and Tommy flexed his cock. "How many days are left?" he asked with a painful moan and thought of being in his beautiful Mom.

"Every girl likes things rough, from time to time and I'm glad we're doing this too." Paige replied as she gently kissed his lips and spread her legs for him. "You have two more days of waiting and I'm making sure you stick to it!" she said and really wished she had not. Paige loved the playing and all, but she needed Tommy to make love to her pussy. The place he came from.

He smiled and kissed her back. "Let's go out tonight and act like you're my hot, M.I.L.F date!"

She smiled in return and knew that wasn't something they should do. "No way! I'll do anything you want here at home, but that isn't a good idea and we shouldn't." Paige said and kissed him again. "The next trip we take and leave London, we will," she kissed him and got up. "Come on, let's get dressed and go out. We have another splendid day and I'd like to go enjoy it with my new man." Paige added as she motioned for him to follow her.

"Darn it, I think it would be fun!" he mumbled and got up to follow her to the kitchen. "Oh how nice!" Mom made breakfast and it looked very nice too. She made eggs, bacon and fresh, buttered rolls. "Thank you once again," he said with a smile, kissed Mom and he held her chair.

"Thank you, as well!" Paige replied, giving her lips a lick and she winked. "You're the one that has gotten me feeling so alive and full of zest!" she said as they began eating.

"I'm glad you're giving this a try and you will not be sorry. I'm going to make you the happiest woman in the world!"

"You already have, my darling!"

*.

"Oh Tommy, this is not a good idea and I cannot believe that you talked me into it." Paige said as they made their way into the small and very dark nightclub. "What if someone sees us? We could get into so much trouble!" she growled in his ear, but Paige could see that he didn't care and Tommy forged on.

"Relax, Paige! Nobody will know us in here, trust me," he smiled as they walked in and they sat in a booth. "See, nobody we know would ever come in here and if anyone did, they would never see us back here," he added and gently kissed her, while running his hand up her smooth, silky stockings and Tommy felt Mom starting to relax.

"I just don't want any trouble. We've stumbled on to something nice and very special. I don't want anything to interfere with it, is all. I would hate to lose you or have this come to an end." Paige said as she returned his kiss and she loved the feel of his big hand caressing up her leg.

He smiled and moved closer to her. "Nothing will fuck us up, Mom and I'm glad you came out with me. It sucks having suck a hot lady like you and I can't show you off." Tommy said with a frown, thinking of all the guys he knew and how she turned them on, but now, Mom was his and he could not tell anybody about it.

"I'm sorry, baby, but this is how it has to be." Paige frowned and slid her hand on his lap. "When we go on trips or out of town, you can tell everyone we meet that I'm all yours, ok?" she added with a smile and Paige could not believe that she was stroking Tommy off, through his pants.

"Mmmm, you can pull him out and nobody will see." Tommy said with a grin and felt his zipper going down. "Oh Mom, that's a girl!" he moaned again as she pulled his growing cock out and started stroking and pulling on it.

"I am sooo ready to have this thing in me and I'm about to die!" Paige moaned to her son as she pulled on his long, stiff cock and she wanted him in her. "If you wanted, we could forget the other two days, because I'm ready, able and more than willing to make love with my man," she said with a long, lustful purr and Paige started stroking him.

He was in heaven and could tell that poor Mom was going crazy for his long cock, but she would have to wait. "I don't know, Mom, I really wanted to keep my promise and wait." Tommy replied and he could see that she was hurting.

"I'm on fire and nothing we've done is helping me. My insides are hurting for you, baby." Paige said with a soft and helpless voice, hoping that she could change his mind and talk him into making love to her.

He just caressed her long, smooth leg, thinking of being in his Mom and making love to her. "You told me to be sure of this and think it over, Mom and we still have two days." Tommy said, but he could see that Mom didn't care.

She loved Tommy for what he promised, but she needed him to love her and Paige was going crazy for his cock. "If you want me, I'm ready baby and you do not have to wait. I'm yours for the taking," she whispered in his ear, gently stroking him under the table and Paige wished he would reconsider.

"I'll think it over, ok?" Tommy replied and kissed Mom again.

"Please do that baby. I really need my man in me and I need him soon." Paige whispered with need as her tiny hand slipped up and down her son's thick cock-shaft.

Tommy wanted Mom just as badly and wasn't sure if he could wait or not. She was driving him crazy and Mom's pussy was all he could think of. He wanted back inside her body, but this time, he would be her lover and not her son.

He reached around Mom and his hand covered her right breast. "If you would just calm down and relax, you'd feel lots better, Mom. You're making this harder than it should be and you need to stop it!" Tommy said with a firm voice as he grabbed a giant, handful of Mom's hair with his other hand and he jerked it hard.

"Ahhh, yeah!" she moaned and turned to face him. "Please take me home and love me, baby! I need you so freaking bad, I'm hurting!" Paige whimpered into his mouth, as she kissed and nibbled his lips.

He moaned and returned her wet, juicy kisses and Tommy was losing control. "Oh my God, my Mom is trying to kill me!" he moaned again and he slid his hand from her breast and between her legs. "I'll make a deal with you. If you suck me off on the way home, I'll let you rub and grin your pussy against it, for as long as you want." Tommy said with a wide grin and loved the shocked look on Mom's face.

"You want me to suck you off in a taxi?" she asked and caressed the side of his face, thinking of his offer and Paige knew she would do anything for her son.

"Why not? I think it would be hot as hell!" Tommy smiled as he gently rubbed Mom's swollen clit and he enjoyed her wetness on his fingers.

She smiled and shook her head. "Let's walk over to the park and take a long carriage ride. That will be a little more romantic, than a smelly taxi and I can take my time with you." Paige smiled, licked her lips and she couldn't wait to get him.

"Wow, Mom gets ten points for thinking of that and a long, warm tongue up your pussy! How does that sound to you?" Tommy asked and Mom rested her head against him and moaned.

"I'll suck you off, but that's all!" she moaned in his mouth and they kissed deeper. "You can do me at home," she added as the kissing went on and Paige was ready to leave. "Let's go! I want to suck off my...son!" Paige into his mouth and she was ready to eat him alive.

"Damn baby, take it easy! You'll get that big thing and I'll cum in your pretty mouth again. How does that sound to you?" he asked with a smile and Tommy was ready.

"Ohhh yeah, I can't wait!" Paige moaned and it felt like she was floating on air. Tommy had her feeling like she was a teenager again, but Paige loved it and hoped that it would never end.

He stood up and pulled Mom into his arms. He looked into her eyes and he saw nothing but love. Mom was a hot woman and her dreams of her son being inside her, were close to coming true. Tommy wasn't going to wait. He wanted his mother tonight and he was claiming her as his woman.

Tommy grabbed her arm and he pulled. "Come on!" he growled and quickly walked from the bar. "I need my woman!" he said as he shoved her against the side of the building, smashing her between his body and the cool bricks. "I was thinking about saying the hell with it and raping your ass right here! What do you think of that?" he asked and started kissing Mom like a madman. "Oh fuck!" he moaned and started humping her.

"I wan t you too, but not here...at home...in my...bed!" Paige moaned between kisses and humping his cock into her pussy.

"Nah, it's here or nothing!" Tommy laughed and started walking towards the park, pulling Mom along like she was his pet.

"Come on, Tommy. I know you want me just as bad. You should give in and fuck me!" Paige said as they neared the park and the carriages. "Get one of the big ones! I'll do this for you, but I don't want anyone seeing me doing it," she smiled and could feel her face turning red.

Tommy just smiled and walked up the one of the big, new ones. He paid the guy an extra two hundred dollars and told him that they did not want to be bothered in any way, shape or form.

Paige was snuggled against Tommy's side and it felt so good to be held be a man, even if that man was her son. She knew that he would always love, care and protect her, no matter what and it was her job to please him.

She slid to the floor of the carriage and unzipped his pants. "This is so romantic and I'll remember it as long as I live." Paige said as she pulled out his long cock and started sucking the tip of it. "Ohhh fuck, I need you inside me, Tommy!" she moaned and took more of him, sucking harder and she looked into his eyes.

"Oh God, you are the best Mom there is!" Tommy moaned out and ran his fingers through her soft hair. "I'm going to fuck your mouth...and cum in it too! I have to keep my girl happy and horny for me!" he grunted and lifted his hips, pushing his cock in deeper and Tommy heard Mom gag. "I thought you could suck cock, Mom? I've had virgins that could take more than this!" he laughed and quickly stopped, when Mom's teeth sank lightly into his shaft.

She heard him and bit down. Paige looked up, Tommy was sitting still, not moving a single muscle and she thought the poor kid was going to piss in his pants. She lifted up and smiled. "Mister, I can take anything you can dish out!" she said with confidence and Paige sat on her heels. "You're father loved getting rough with my mouth and even though it's been awhile...I can suck you better than some damn virgin!" she smiled again and knew that she could have him cuming down her throat, in just five minutes. "I can make you cum within...five minutes!" Paige added with a cool look and she ran a fingernail up the back of his pulsing cock-shaft.

"Oh really, now and um...would you care to make a small wager on that, Madam?" Tommy said with a deep and manly English accent, as he leaned forward and kissed her dead on the mouth.

She laughed at him and wondered what he had in mind. "And, what do you have in mind, kind sir?" Paige said trying to imitate the accent, but she sucked and they laughed together.

"Five minutes is all? Mom I can last an hour...sometimes two!"

She just smiled again and started pulling down his pants. "Is that the watch with the timer?" Paige asked and made sure not to comment on what he just said. She knew she could have him cuming within a few minutes and there was nothing to say.

"Yes it is. Shall I set it for five minutes and we can um...get started." Tommy said as he took off his watched, pushed a few buttons and he reached to show her. "Oh and we never bet anything either," he added and shafted his hips.

"If I can suck you off before the timer goes off, I get you tonight and no more waiting." Paige said with a low voice, hoping that she could do this and make him cum. She needed him really bad.

"And if you don't, I'm adding two more days on to your wait and I mean it!" Tommy said and he laughed at the look on Mom's face. She looked like a little girl that had just been told that Santa wasn't real.

"Wait a second! That isn't right!" Paige said and moved between his legs. "Why would you add to that? We're both dying to make it with each other," she asked with shock.

"You want to knock off two days if you win, so if you lose...I'm adding two days and that sounds fair to me." Tommy said and tried not to laugh at Mom. She was dying to jump him and this was her way, but Tommy could see a little hint of doubt in her pretty eyes and he wasn't sure if she was going to go through with it or not.

She made a frown and sat back on her ass. "You suck!" Paige teased him and wasn't sure if he was just playing or what.

"You want me to skip two days if you win and if you lose, we should add two." Tommy laughed as he started to zip his pants, but Mom grabbed him and held his hands.

She heard Tommy and saw him starting to zip up and Paige grabbed him. "I'm dying to get you in me, but I'm not willing to chance two more days of waiting," she replied with a little frown and sat with Tommy. "I'll finish that when we get back home." Paige whispered as she snuggled against him, trying to shield herself from the cool night air and thinking of when Tommy would take her.

"I was hoping that you would and if you don't mind...I want to sleep with you tonight." Tommy said and Mom's head lifted. "Not to make out, but just to lay and snuggle with you, like when I was a kid and I would fall asleep against your body," he said as he brushed a strand of hair from Mom's eye and gently kissed her.

She wanted to cry and hold him right there. "Ahhh, I think that would be very nice. I would love holding my 'little man' like I used to." Paige smiled and so many memories of Tommy flooded her mind.

"Oh God, why did you call me that? I haven't been 'little' since I was ten!" Tommy laughed as her hand slid over his cock and Mom held it.

She giggled and gently squeezed him. "Trust me, I know all about it! Remember, I used to wake you for school and he gets up about thirty minutes before you do!" Paige smiled as she thought of all the times that his cock would be standing straight up and hard as a rock.

"Oh, I need to confess something." Tommy laughed and gave her a kiss. "Many of the times that I was 'really' hard, I did it to see what you did or said about it," he said as they hugged and she slapped his leg.

"You little, shit! Do you know what this thing did to me? I loved your father to death, but you looked so good and I knew that you could stay hard for hours!"

"Shit, you should have slipped in bed with me and given it a test ride!"

"Yeah and afterwards, look your Dad in the face, no! I would have never cheated on him," she said and gave Tommy a motherly look.

Tommy looked at Mom and she had to have known about Dad and his fooling around. "Mom, you did know that Dad um..." he said, but she cut him off.

"Yes, I know he did, but I told him to. There was no way in hell that I could have taken him a dozen times a week, most likely more. So, I told him to do what he needed, but that I did not want to hear a single word of it and if I did, I would take everything from him and leave. Also, he was to use protection, I did not want any diseases! The same rules will also apply to you, buster! If you go dipping in town, I best not hear of it or catch anything from you," she smiled, held up her first two fingers and pretended she had a pair of scissors."

"I knew when I looked in the trunk of his car and I saw five boxes of condoms! I thought I used a lot back then, but he had me beat and then some!" Tom laughed and wondered how he fucked so much.

"Oh yes, that man had to have a woman two or three times a day and I couldn't take that. I love a good, hard cock, but that was crazy and I told him to go out looking."

Tom hugged her and gently kissed her lips. "If I ever did that, I'd be thinking of you, Mom and would be the only way I could cum," he said and hugged her more.

"Are you trying to butter me up, cuz if you are...it's working." Paige said and she wanted Tommy in her aching body so bad, she could practically taste him.

"I have to keep you happy and smiling," he said and pulled her on his lap. "I'm in the mood for white. Do you have any sexy nighties that might indulge me and my perverted mind?" he asked with a smile and caressed the side of Mom's pretty face.

She thought for a second and Paige had something that Tommy was going to love. Well, she hoped he would. "Yes I do and I hope you like it," she smiled and her pussy started burning and it was burning real bad.

"What does it look like?" Tommy asked as his right hand caressed up her leg and towards Mom's wet pussy.

"You'll just have to wait and see."

"Oh come on, tell me!" he pleaded, but Mom wasn't saying anything. "How about a hint or a clue?"

"Nope, you have to wait and see." Paige smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, thinking of the gorgeous, young man up her lonely pussy and loving her all night long.

*.

Tommy was in Mom's watching an old Bruce Lee movie, when she strolled in and his eyes came close to popping out of his head. "Holy hell, Mom, that is hot!" he said, shaking his head and his eyes roamed over her body. Mom was wearing snow-white negligee, that looked like a wedding gown and Tommy's cock grew hard in a split second.

A sheer veil covered her beautiful face, but Tommy could see Mom smiling at him and it was so good to see again. The sheer gown hung lightly over her body and as Tommy looked down, Mom's nipples seemed to be twice their normal size and he couldn't wait to suck them. He looked lower, over her toned stomach and down between Mom's legs. She had on a pair of matching white panties and Tommy could see that the front of them was soaked with Mom's juices.

She just stood in front of him, enjoying her son's young eyes on her and the wonderful sight of his long cock growing hard, knowing it was all for her. "I'm glad you like it, but you still have two very long days before you can enjoy it or me." Paige said with a little frown and she wanted to burst out laughing at Tommy. He looked like a kid that wasn't getting anything for Christmas and about to cry.

He heard Mom and wanted to cry. "Oh please, Mom! You can't show me something this nice and then make me wait." Tommy replied, but Mom wasn't giving in and he had an idea. "Let's get on your bed and make out, Mom," he said as he stood and pressed his body to hers, hoping that Mom's needs would take control and she would give in to him. "We can snuggle and kiss each other, the way you like," he added and took Mom's hand, placing it on his throbbing cock and he kissed the side of her neck.

"No way...you gotta wait!" Paige moaned when the tip of his hard cock, found its way between her legs and Tommy slowly ran it down her center. "Oh fuck, that's not...fair!" she whimpered when Tommy started moving back and forth, teasing her 'already' excited pussy more and Paige was close to exploding.

"All is fair in love and war," he whispered into Mom's ear as he kissed it and moved to suck the side of her neck, while his right hand caressed Mom's ass and his other, gently fondled her breasts and Tommy felt Mom relaxing.

Paige was losing the battle, but little did Tommy know, he was about to lose the war and she smiled. "No Tommy, you wanted to wait and think things over," she moaned as his skilled hands tormented her body and Paige stroked his throbbing cock, hoping he would just take her. "No baby, we can't and you have to wait," she moaned with an evil smile and knew her baby was ready now.

"Please Mom, I need you so bad!" he moaned squeezing her butt and Tommy leaned to suck Mom's beautiful breasts. "Come on, we're laying down!" Tommy said with a commanding voice as he pulled her to the bed and pushed Mom on her back. He looked over her body and his cock was hurting for her. "Damn Mom, I could cum just looking at you, but I know someplace I'd rather cum and I think that you're going to be very, very happy," he whispered and laid over her, with his cock resting on her pussy.

Paige felt bad for doing this and breaking her promise to him, but she needed her son to love her. "Mmmm, I hope it's where I think," she moaned and slowly spread her legs for her son, enjoying his stiff cock at the place he came from, but Paige did not care. He was a man, she was a woman and they needed each other.

"I'm going to push my big, long cock, up your pussy and make love to you, Mom!" Tommy said as he reached between them, Mom whimpered and her dream was coming true. "That's want you wanted, right? Oh Mom, Mom!" he moaned when his cock-head eased into Mom's pussy and her insides hugged him.

"Oh yeah, I need my baby in me!" Paige whimpered as his thick head started spreading her 'once' tiny hole and it sank into her. "Oh fuck, oh fuck! Yes, oh God, yes!" she squealed as his massive cock-head sank deeper and deeper, leading them down a road of forbidden love and there was no turning back now.

He held Mom's hips as he slowly lowered himself to her body and Tommy loved the pleasured look on her face. "Oh Mom, you are amazing and I'm so glad this is happening," he said with a smile and he gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

"Oh God, my baby is in me again and I love it! Oh my God, I love it!" Paige moaned out as her loving son filled her body with his long, hard shaft and she smiled. "I'm sorry for breaking my promise to you, but I needed you inside me, baby." Paige moaned as Tommy kissed her again and he kept easing deep into her warm, loving body and to the place, he once lived.

He smiled as slipped his arms around Mom's neck and Tommy hugged. "I knew you were up to something and I didn't care. I was going to do anything you wanted. I couldn't stand to see my new 'bride' upset on our wedding night." Tommy said and he watched little tears filling Mom's eyes.

"If I'm your 'bride' and this is our wedding night...that makes you my husband now, doesn't it?" Paige asked with a soft, lustful whisper and she started pushing her hips to him.

Tommy looked down between her legs, grabbed his hard cock and Tommy guided it to Mom. "Yes it does and I plan on making love to you...until my balls fall off." Tommy replied as pulled Mom's soft panties to the side, her wetness quickly covered his shaft and he gently eased forward.

"Make love to me and never, ever stop." Paige whispered as the tears of love rolled down the sides of her face and her husband did as told. His cock-head slowly eased in, spreading her tiny hole wide and her grabbed muscles him. "Oh fuck! Yes, oh my fuckin' God! Fuck me, fuck me, baby! Oh fuck!" she cried out as her new husband and her son, slipped deep into her lonely pussy and he started loving her with long, full strokes.

"Oh Mom, oh God! Oh shit!" Tommy moaned when Mom's tight pussy grabbed him and it felt as if there was a hand inside her, jerking him off. "Oh God, you're fuckin' unreal, Mom! Oh shit!" he cried as his hard cock slipped in and out of the beautiful and very sexy woman under him. He moved in and out of her, watching Mom's large breasts sloshing about and her juices were making a wonderful sound.

Paige looked up to her new husband and she was so happy that Tommy came home to claim her. "Yes, my baby! Oh God, Tommy! Love me, baby! Make me feel good baby!" Paige cried as his long, hard cock took her pussy and she knew that after this night of love, she was his, heart and soul.

"Oh yes! I love you so fuckin' much!" he grunted as he drove deep into her tight and very, very wet pussy. She was his now and Tommy planned on making her the happiest woman alive. "Yeah, I'm going to wear you the fuck...out!" he growled and lifted her feet up to his shoulders.

"Yes baby, wear out your new wife and cum in me!" Paige moaned into his mouth as they kissed and he loved her.

He grabbed her legs and lifted them on his shoulders. "Now I can fuck my girl really good and deep!" Tommy growled again as he shoved his stiffened cock to Mom's core and wished that she was still capable of having kids. "You want my cum in your pussy, Mom? Can I cum up your sexy pussy?" he asked, panting into her mouth as their skin slapped together and her juices made a wonderful sound. "Can I cum in your pussy, Mom? Please, Mom!" Tommy moaned into her mouth and started to cum in his Mom and new wife.

She wrapped her legs around Tommy's hips and Paige knew she wasn't going to last very much longer. "Oh Tommy, yes...cum in me! I love you! Oh god, I love you!" Paige screamed as the orgasm rushed over and dug her fingernails deep into her son's back. "Oh god, Tommy! My baby, my baby!" she screamed again as his warm cum shot deep into her, filling her pussy full and in a small way, Paige wished she could reward Tommy with a child, but those days were gone.

He smiled down to Mom and loved the pleasure on her gorgeous face. "Damn, I should have come home a lot sooner." Tommy smiled as they kissed and his pace slowed.

"That would have been nice, but we are together now and that's all that really matters." Paige said as she caressed his face, enjoying the fact that Tommy was still very hard and still deep inside her body. "Tommy, about Jerry...I'm not sure that I can do something like that and..." she was going to say more, but Tommy quickly cut her off and he kissed her lips.

"Mom, I could never let anyone else touch you after tonight."

She let out a small sigh of relief and kissed him. "Thank god, I was worried sick. I hated the thought of someone other than you, inside me." Paige whispered as she gently kissed Tommy.

"I'll be the only one that will be making love to your sweet ass, so don't worry, Mom," he said with a soft voice, turned out the light and more sounds of two people making love, filled the dark room.

 

My teasing sister

Didim All on Incest Stories

  Very shortly after accidently fucking my sister she embarked on a wonderful adventure of being a cocktease.  The first time I recall her doing so, we had been staying with some family friends for a couple of weeks while our folks were gone visiting a sick relative.  The people we stayed with were an older fuddy-duddy couple that lived on a farm.  We soon found out that they thought we were there as unpaid labor.  Which as ok, but at the end of most every day we were tired and dirty from our work.  The lady, Rose was ok but her eyesight was very poor.  She had a good sense of humor about and her husband Bill would tease her regularly.

At night when we finally got in the house Rose would have our dinners ready.  We'd wash up and eat li

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ke we were starved.  As it was farm work, when you finally quit it was late.  I told Beth she could shower first if she didn't hog all the hot water.  She agreed.  Bill and I sat in the kitchen watching his little tv, eating a little more of Rose's homemade pie.  It wasn't long before  Beth came out of the bathroom from her shower.  True to her word, she didn't take a long one.   She told me it was my turn so get going.  I turned and looked at her and about dropped my fork.  She hadn't put on her baby doll pajama's, instead she had wrapped a towel around herself.  But the towel was a little short.  She had her back to me helpiing herself to some dessert.  I could see a full two inches of her ass from under the towel.  Hell, the way she stood you could actually see some of her pussy, even from the back.  She was acting like she didn't know she was on display but I thought better.

I saw Bill do a double take but I quicly looked back at  the tv.  Beth held her dessert plate and ate her pie while standing off behind Bill talking about the tv show.  I could now very clearly see her sparsely haired pussy.  I did my best to act like I didn't see anything and just tried to talk normal.  Rose was working around in the kitchen and with her eyesight couldn't see a thing.  Beth then moved around to stand over off my shoulder, still eating her dessert she started talking to Bill.  Not once did Bill take his eyes off of her pussy.  She started asking him about why they didn't have airconditioning.  He told her that they just never did get around to getting it and figured that they were pretty used to not having it by now.  He asked her if she found it too hot upstairs.  She told him that she and both did (news to me!) and we were wondering if there was anyway that we could use the extra beds that were down in the basement.

He thought about it a little while still looking at that young pussy on display.  Yeah, he thought we could arrange that.  He asked Rose what she thought.  Rose, still busy with the dishes told him that we could do it easy. Rose said she'd need some help but we could sleep down there tonight.  Beth told them thank you very much and left to get her pj's on.  A few minutes later she came out wearing her baby doll nightie.  In the 70's it was very much the popular thing for girls to wear a two piece baby doll style nightie.  Oh lord I thought when Beth came out.  She had done some modifying of her nightie.  I wondered what she'd been sewing on the few days before our folks left.  She had shortened the top so the hem of it was just barely even with the tops of her panties.  It was also very obvious that she had removed the liner from the panties.  They were even more sheer than the top.  With her black pussy hair, even as sparse as it was, you could easily see her few hairs and slit. 

Again I of course pretended not to notice a thing.  The four of us went down the basement to see what sleeping arrangements could be made.  There were two old beds down there in a rather large open room.  There was a toilet, a sink and a crude shower.  We decided after looking at the beds that we could make a couple of "rooms" by hanging some sheets up.  Bill and I started moving things around when Rose announced that the one bed was unusable.   Oh crap I thought, there go my plans to try and fuck my sister when she's sleeping. 

Rose was showing Bill that some of the slats were broken and would need to be replaced.  Rose, bless her, just made the pronouncement that it would still be fine.  She asked if us two youngsters wouldn't mind, we would just have to share a bed for a day or so until the slats could be replaced.  I acted like I was slightly put out but then mentioned how hot it was upstairs.  I allowed as I could make this work. 

We continued our efforts to make some privacy by hanging some sheets up and moving a few crates and old chairs around.  Beth announced that she was going upstairs to get her things.  I announced that I was going to do the same but shower while I was up there.  Bill took that moment to remind us not to be too light of sleepers because he usually used the shower and whatnot down there when he got up in the morning and again at night.  I mentally thanked him for the heads up and went about taking my shower.

Finishing up and going back down stairs I found Bill still down there helping Beth move things here and there.  The old fart couldn't get enough of looking at my sisters pussy through her panties.  Rose and Bill were finishing up putting a few things away when Beth announced that even down here it was quite warm and that Bill shouldn't be peeking in here in the morning.  Sometimes she told him, she slept with no clothes on when she got hot.  I heard Rose say Oh my, but Beth followed up with, It's ok.  Our folks let us do it all the time (total lie). 

Rose was shaking her head a little as they went up the stairs.  Beth threw the single sheet cover back and got in bed.  I was acting like I was looking at something so she wouldn't see my boner.  She asked if I minded if she threw a towel over the one lamp down there as it was really dark.  Of course I didn't care.  I got into bed and lay on my back.  I was sporting quite the boner and looked down.  It had escaped from the fly of my pj's.  I decided two could play this game and just let it be.  Beth was looking at the ceiling and asked if I cared if she slept naked.  Of course I didn't.  Why dont' you sleep naked too she asked.  My answer was me sliding my pj's down and throwing them on the floor. 

Beth of course acted like she was asleep almost instantly.  I was on her almost as fast.  Sucking her pussy I found it incredlbly wet.  She found all of this exciting too.  I had my cock in her and fucked her wildly.  She pretended to be asleep the whole time.  I knew she wasnt' because I made her come twice.  I was so aroused by being able to sleep naked with her that it took a long time to fall asleep. 

I woke up the next morning very early.  Beth was on her side and we were spooning.  My cock was nestled in the crack of her ass.  And it was hard.  I slipped it between her legs and she lifted the one up to allow my cock to enter her pussy.  I was fucking her when I heard the door open.  I had forgotten about Bill using the basement.  I immediately stopped thrusting into her but we were laying on the sheet.  There was really nothing I could do.   We were so busted.  I decided in the fraction of a second that I had to just play possum.  I let my eyes slit barely open and saw Bill move the sheet aside to get a glimpse of a hopefully naked Beth.  What he saw was my cock buried in my sister pussy and the both of laying there like we were sleeping.  It seemed like he stood there forever.  He then reached down and pulled out his cock and started masturbating.  I still never moved  and neither did Beth but I knew she was peeking too.  I knew because her pussy got exraordinarily wet.  She started coming and couldn't help from moving  her hips some.   Bill shot pretty quickly, catching it in his hand.  He quicky moved away and over to the shower area.  As soon as I heard him in the shower I finished fucking Beth.  I left my load up in her pussy.  Her fourteen year old pussy clamped on my cock again as she had her second orgasm. 

We staying spooning like we were as we didn't want Bill to know that we weren't asleep.  My cock was still hard and still in Beth when Bill came by to go upstairs.  I thought he'd just keep going but the sight of Beth's pussy was too much for him and he pulled his cock out again to masturbate.  I knew that Beth and my cock were a total mess.  I could feel our cums on the sheet, on her ass, on my cock, on my thighs.  It was every where.  Bill finished his jacking off and left after what seemed like forever. 

I learned a couple of things.  One, be a lot more careful..two, my sister got really aroused when she knew someone was watching her get fucked.  We'd have more opportunities to people watch us fuck again. 

I fucked her by mistake

Didim All on Incest Stories

 I was about 16 when I noticed that my cousin and my twin sister seemed to be almost flirtatious with each other.  The three of us grew up in a small town together.  My cousin Polly was the same age as my sister and I. Friends and family used to call us the triplets as my sister and cousin looked very much alike.  The two girls liked the idea and even went so far as making sure their hair was done the same, wearing the same clothes sometimes.  It made for some interesting situations.

My aunt and uncle lived in a very old, very large house which we all enjoyed.  The house was nearly totally encircled with large porches, both on the main level and also around the second story.  It had a full basement, too which made for lots of places to hide,

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explore or just have fun.  Anyway, one of many interesting features was my cousins bedroom.  Next to her room was a bathroom that also adjoined the room I stayed in.  My uncle used to call it the "Jack and Jill" bathroom.  As we were growing up this created great opportunities to catch each other naked.  Nothing really happened but it seemed as though the girls found this just as entertaining as I did.

My sister and I used to spend most of our days at our aunt and uncles house as our parents both worked a lot, with opposite shifts.  Not unusual for us to see our folks on just weekends sometimes. But anyway...this summer it seemed that maybe Polly and my sister Beth were very touchy-feely with each other.  I'd catch them at breakfast kind of playing footsie when they thought no one was looking.  At nights they'd spend time in the bathroom together.  A long time.  The bathroom door to my room was uncharecteristically being locked and they even hung a towel over the keyhole so I couldn't see in.  This was a serious breach of protocol as we'd allowed one another to spy on each other for ages.  I decided to do some investigation.

Later that night when they were done getting ready for bed I went into their room.  Not unusual.  We talked about this and that.  I was becoming very interested in my cousin.  This was the seventies and for some reason girls' pajama's were usually a baby doll kind of nighty.  Very short top, nearly (but not quite) transparent with very brief bikini panties.  Polly's pj's were actually a size or two small but she hadn't gotten around to buying new ones yet.  Sometimes when she moved around or got rather active the bottoms would shift and show almost all of one ass cheek and sometimes part of her pussy.  Beth and Polly's build was very athletic, lean almost to skinny with A cup breasts, and tight small asses.  I was pretty focused on Polly.  As usual she was sitting on her bed cross-legged.  Her bottoms had shifted, exposing a lot of skin but not her slit.  I tried to hide both the fact that I was getting hard and I was staring at her crotch.  She didn't seem to notice but it looked like the crotch of her panties had a dark spot.  I kind of wondered if she'd accidentally peed a litttle.  While we talked I sneakily moved the drapes by her bed open a little, preparing for my recon later.

I left the room quite aroused, holding a magazine I borrowed to hide my hard on.  I laid on my bed waiting until the everyone went to bed.  Then I very quietly and carefully went outside to the porch that surrounded this side of the house.  There was a full moon so I was thankful for my aunts large plants that kind of let me blend in.  I didn't need a nosy neighbor calling the cops for a prowler.  Making my way to the window I peered in.  It took me a little while to focus on what I was seeing.  My sister was kissing my cousins pussy!  They had both left their nighty tops on but had removed their bottoms.  It appeared that my sister was very good at this because Polly was really moving her hips. She suddenly lifted her ass slightly off of the bed and held my sisters head tightly to her pussy.  She remained there for a minute or so.  I knew she was having an orgasm.  I also knew I was going to sneak into their room and try to eat Polly's pussy myself. 

Sneaking back to my room with my rock hard cock I waited again on my bed.  I wanted them to settle down and go to sleep.  After a while I thought it would be worth a try.  On tip toes and moving very quietly I snuck down the hall and opened the door to their room.  It felt like I took five minutes to open the door.  Just as slowly I entered the room and closed the door.  I dropped to all fours and crawled to the bedside.  I knew that Polly always slept closest to the door so I zeroed right in.  They were both laying face down with the bedsheet covering their lower bodies.  Very gently, extremely slowly, I peeled the bed sheet back.  Great!  She hadn't put her panties back on.  Here was her naked ass! 

I very gently began by lightly touching her thigh.  I moved realy slow as I didn't want to risk her waking up and screaming or something.  It was excrutiating to move so slowly.  Gently, softly, I made my way around from her thighs to her ass and then to the inside of her thighs to her still wet pussy.  All the while checking to make sure she didn't awaken.  As I touched her wet pussy she startled me by moving.  I immediately dropped to the floor and waited.  When nothing happened I sat back up.  All that had happened was that she'd opened her legs, widely!  I started back up by gently licking around her ass, the inside of her thighs and then her pussy.  She as copiously wet.  Getting a little bolder all the time I slid my tongue into her hole.  Not being expert I spent a lot of time trying to force my tongue inside her as deep as I could.  I loved the taste of her juice.

Still not knowing quite what to do I started running my tongue from the top of her slit clear to her tight little asshole.  I was so insane with horniness at that time I think I'd have done any thing.  All through this she remained sleeping.  I felt I was incredibly lucky to be doing this with her not even knowing.  Getting much more brave I got up on the bed.  I decided to see if I could get my cock in her.  Holding myself up on my arms, being careful not to disturb my sister sleeping right next to us I poked my cock around trying to find her hole.  It slipped down a few times into her slit.  She almost imperceptibly moved her ass up and down when this happened.  It had the great effect of coating my cock with her lubricant.  On the next try my cockhead slipped in.  Very slowly, again being concerned about waking her up I pushed my cock inside of her tight body.  The combination of the tightness and velvety smoothness, coupled with her juice made me much less cautious.  I started to fuck into and out of her cunt.  I could hear the liquid noise of my cock inside of her.  I could hear the gentle slap noise as I fucked her.  Just as I was wondering what to do when I came the girl to my right, who, I was so sure was my sister, turned her head my way.  It was Polly on the right!  I had just eaten my sisters pussy and had my cock balls deep inside her.  For some reason this caused me to come instantly.  I just emptied my balls into that pussy.  It remains one of the most intense cums I've ever had.  I continued to fuck her as now our juices mixed.  Her lube and my come.  It felt fantastic.  I was so turned on that I didn't get soft.  I continued to fuck her for a second orgasm which I also left inside of her. 

Slowly pulling my cock from her I left the bedroom the same way I entered.  Laying on my bed with my cock still hard and covered with my sisters juice and my cum I wondered if she would know  and if she did, what would she say.  Breakfast the next morning gave me the answer.  Both my cousin and sister were downstairs still in their pj's.  Still no bottoms.  Aunt and uncle were gone so they felt pretty brave in teasing my this way.  Years later my sister admitted to having to talk Polly into it.  They just moved around the kitchen acting like they didn't know they weren't wearing their bottoms.  This of course drove me crazy.  It was also the start of a lot of fucking my sister while she was "asleep". 

Kelly's Big Night

The_Cow on Incest Stories

 Hi, my name is Dave. I’m eighteen years old and a senior in high school. I’m a little under six feet tall and fairly athletically built, though a little on the slim side. I like to think that I’m a pretty normal guy. Normal, that is, except for my uncontrollable attraction to my sister.

 

My sister Kelly is really something else. At fourteen, she’s already as gorgeous as any girl my age. She has foot-long blonde hair; a cute, freckled face; big, innocent blue eyes; and a tremendous body. She’s just over five feet tall and very ski

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nny except for in some key areas. She has big C-cup tits which look perfect on her body, shapely hips, and an amazing, bubble-shaped ass.

 

I first noticed my sister a little over a year ago, when she was in the seventh grade. I remember her coming up to me, and saying in her sweet, unintentionally arousing voice, “Hey, big brother, can I ask you something?”

 

“Sure,” I said, not quite sure what else to say. Me and my sister are pretty close. We’re not best friends or anything, but we talk about our lives to each other, and she sort of idolizes me.

 

“All of the boys at school are always talking about which girls are the hottest,” said Kelly. “And I have no idea if I’m hot, or ugly, or what. And I figure, you know, you wouldn’t lie to me. So, you know, am I, well, hot?”

 

I looked at my sister. Regardless of what she actually looked like, I would have said that she was very pretty. But I suddenly realized that she was actually quite attractive. Of course, at the time, I would never have admitted that I thought my thirteen-year-old sister was giving me a boner.

 

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “You know, I’m your brother, so-“

 

“What difference does that make? You’re still a guy, aren’t you?”

 

I laughed nervously at my sister’s stubbornness. “Yeah, you look pretty good for someone your age,” I said. “You’ll probably be really- really pretty when you get to high school.” I did not mention the fact that she already looked better than a lot of girls in my class.

 

“How about these?” asked Kelly. She pulled up her sweater and undid her bra to reveal her tits. They were already big (although still developing then). They were perfectly shaped. Her nipples were small and hard. My boner got even bigger.

 

“Yeah, Kelly, they’re really… nice,” I stuttered. “Listen, Kelly-“

 

“Are they big enough?” she said in an inquisitive tone of voice.

 

“Oh, Kelly, of course,” I said. “They’re perfect.”

 

Kelly giggled. “Do you want to touch them?”

 

“Kelly, listen, you’re my sister. We really shouldn’t be…”

 

Kelly giggled again and grabbed my arms, placing them on her firm tits. “Don’t be shy, big brother,” she said. “Feel your little sister’s tits.”

 

“They’re nice,” I said, pulling away. “Listen, Kelly, you’re my sister, and you’re four years younger than me. Just trust me, you’re a pretty girl. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

 

“Well, fine, then,” said Kelly. She picked up her bra and redid it, and then pulled her shirt back on. “I’ll see you later.” She sounded kind of annoyed.

 

“Kelly, listen, I…” I started, but she was already gone.

 

 

A year had passed since then. Kelly was now an eighth grader, and looked more amazing than ever. I was now an eighteen-year-old senior, and I was noticing my little sister more and more. I knew how wrong it would be to ever get with my sister, but since that day a year ago, I had been fantasizing about it more and more. I half-wished that I had done so a year ago. If I had offered to let my sister give me a blow job, I was sure that she would have complied. But I couldn’t do that. Because incest was wrong.

 

Right?

 

Part of the reason I was lusting after my sister was that at eighteen, I was still a virgin. I had made it to third base, but I was anxious to go the rest of the way. I also tended to find that I was into younger chicks. My last girlfriend had been a freshman, which a lot of my friends thought was kind of weird. I didn’t care that much, though. But Kelly was a whole different matter. She had just turned fourteen, and I was sure that she had never so much as given a blow job before. Plus, she was my sister.

 

But I could hardly stop thinking about her. I snatched bras from her dresser and jerked off in them. I watched her from the window every time she went into the hot tub. I gave her rides to all of her volleyball games just so I could see her in her Spandex.

 

 

One day, when I arrived home, Kelly was sitting on the couch. She had her head in her hands, and it looked like she had been crying.

 

“Kelly, what’s wrong?” I asked.

 

She took her beautiful head out of her hands, and stared up at me with those beautiful, knowing eyes. “Dave, no one’s asked me to the winter dance, and it’s in only three days. I think all the boys think that I’m ugly.”

 

“Don’t worry, you’re gorgeous,” I said, truthfully- at that moment, I was picturing her naked. “Guys will be all over you once you get to high school.”

 

“But I want to go to the dance,” she said. “And if I go by myself, I’ll look like a loser.”

 

I sighed deeply, and mustered all my courage. “Kelly, I can with you if you want me to. You know, we’re friends and whatever.”

 

Kelly’s face broke into a smile. “Really?”

 

I sighed again. “Yeah, sure,” I said.

 

Kelly hugged me, I pulled her away quickly so she wouldn’t feel my boner against her side. “You’re the best brother ever!” she said.

 

“I know,” I said, feeling the need to spend a long session in my room with only a certain C-cup to keep me company.

 

 

The night of the dance, I stood by the door, waiting for Kelly to come downstairs. I felt like a loser. It was 9:00 on a Friday night, and I was taking my little sister to a middle school dance. I had never wanted to go back to middle school dances after middle school. But there I was. I consoled myself with the fact that at least no one I knew would be there. I didn’t know any of Kelly’s friends or their parents.

 

“I’m ready,” called Kelly. She came towards me, and I was stunned. She looked completely grown up. She had a black, low-cut dress on that showed quite a bit, and her dress came only to her knees. Her hair was pulled elegantly into a bun.

 

“You look nice,” I stammered.

 

“You too,” she said sweetly. “Let’s go.”

 

On the drive over, Kelly turned down my music.

 

“Dave, I need to ask you… kind of a favor,” she said.

 

“What?” I asked reluctantly.

 

“It’s just this,” said Kelly. “I sort of told all my friends that you’re my boyfriend, not my brother. Because if I told them you were my brother, they’d all think that I was a loser. I told them you’re a senior at Creekwater High School. They were all really impressed. So if you could pretend that we were going out, I’d…”

 

I groaned. This would be bad enough if I wasn’t secretly strongly attracted to her. “I don’t know, Kelly…” I said.

 

Kelly gave me a cute, begging face. “Pretty please…”

 

I couldn’t refuse her. “Fine,” I said. “But next time you want me to go with you to a middle school dance, count me out.”

 

 

The two of us entered the school gym. We passed the teachers at the front, who gave me kind of strange looks, but I look kind of young, and they might have thought I was only two or three years older than my date, rather than four. They also almost certainly didn’t suspect that we were siblings. I felt like an idiot.

 

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked her.

 

“Just come with me,” she said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over towards her friends. I was holding my hands with my sister. Was that sexual? Or was she just pulling me in the right direction? Well, maybe if I wasn’t pretending to be her boyfriend, I would have been less worried.

 

“This is my boyfriend, Dave,” said Kelly. “He’s a senior at Creekwater.”

 

“Hi,” I said. Two of Kelly’s friends blushed and giggled. They clearly thought that I was hot. I remember middle school well enough to know that.

 

The next hour was pretty boring. I just stood next to Kelly, holding her hand as she talked to her friends. I was about to ask her when we could get out of there when she announced that she had to use the bathroom and hurried off. I tried not to watch her tits bounce up and down as she left.

 

That left me with her friends. It was pretty awkward. I didn’t know what to say to them, and they didn’t know what to say to me. Finally, the boldest of them said to me:

 

“So you’re the Dave that Kelly is always talking about?”

 

I was mildly surprised. “She’s always talking about me?”

 

“Oh, yeah,” said Kelly’s friend. “She won’t shut up about you. She always mentions how hot you are, and how much she likes you.”

 

I wondered about this for a moment. Was Kelly actually attracted to me? No, she must just be bragging to impress her friends. That was it. An image of Kelly naked, begging for me to fuck her harder, filled my mind. I quickly pushed it away.

 

“So,” continued Kelly’s friend, “have you two done it yet?”

 

“What?” I asked, suddenly realizing what she was saying. “No! Nothing like that.”

 

“Really?” asked the friend. “I think that she wants you. You have no idea how many boys she turned down in our class to go with you. She turned down Duke Hawthorne! I would give anything to be with him.”

 

What? Kelly had turned down other boys to go with me? What was she doing? Was she honestly attracted to her? What would I do if she was? I couldn’t go with her. That wouldn’t be right. I was not going to fuck my fourteen-year-old sister. I couldn’t. I never would…

 

Kelly returned, but I didn’t have time to say anything to her. “This is my favorite song!” she shouted, as some poppy tune blared. “Let’s dance!” She pulled me out onto the middle of the floor.

 

She pressed her body up against mine as we danced. I smelled her strong perfume, and felt her hair in my face. She was smiling…seductively? I didn’t know.

 

“Kelly, what’s going on?” I asked. “Your friend told me that…”

 

“Shhh, we can talk about it later, Dave,” she said. She pressed my body even further up against me. I had a huge boner by now. As I looked into her sweet face, it became harder and harder to resist. She was everything I wanted in a girl, everything I had dreamed of for a whole year. But I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t have her.

 

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and she looked into mine. And as the song ended, our mouths somehow moved together (I can’t say who initiated it), and we started kissing. Our tongues moved together, and intertwined. The kiss lasted for almost a minute. When we broke apart, I was staring at her, and she was staring at me. I think maybe there were other people looking at us, I don’t know, I don’t care.

 

“I want you,” I whispered.

 

Kelly silently grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the gym doors and into a small hallway. She pulled me into a classroom, turned on the light, and shut the door.

 

“This is Mr. Elmi’s old room,” she explained. “No one ever comes in-“ I didn’t wait for her to finish. I pressed my mouth against hers, and my body against hers, and we started to make out again. After a while I decided to get adventurous, and I started unbuttoning the back of her dress. As I did this, she reached into my pants and pulled my long, hard, eight-inch dick out of my pants. To make it easier for her, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulling them down. I then pulled her dress down and let her continue to finger my cock.

 

Our embrace broke briefly. “It’s huge,” she said.

 

“All because of you.”

 

I got my first real look at Kelly’s body, which was naked except her bra and underwear. She was very skinny, but not unhealthily so. There were some freckles across her skin, which was light but not pale.

 

Kelly giggled. “Like what you see, bro?”

 

“Sure do, little sis,” I said. “But let’s see your tits now.”

 

Kelly reached back and pulled off her bra. Her tits were much bigger than a year ago, and they looked succulent. They were round and perfectly shaped. I touched them, felt them, embraced them. I couldn’t hold myself back. As she continued to feel my cock, I rubbed, even licked her enormous tits.

 

Kelly bent into a kneeling position. “Get ready,” she told me. I didn’t need to get ready. I had been ready since that day a year ago, even if I didn’t know it then. Kelly began kissing the end of my cock, stroking it and eventually licking and sucking it. I watched with amazement as she put the entire thing in her mouth, sucking it back and forth. No girl I had ever been with before, not even the ones my age, had accomplished this in my life. I continued to play with her tits as she sucked my cock.

 

“Come on, little sis! Suck harder!” I half-shouted. “Yeah! Yes!” The cum started to come out, and she was ready. With a few gulps, it was almost all down. As I withdrew my dick, she licked off the last drops from around her lips.

 

“Wow,” I said. “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

 

“It was the biggest dick I’ve ever had,” said Kelly.

 

“I can’t believe we just did this,” I admitted.

 

“I can,” said Kelly. “I’ve dreamed about it for so long.”

 

“So have I, I guess,” I said, smiling. “So in your fantasy, what happens next?”

 

Kelly shrugged, sounding kind of embarrassed. “Well, I have this thing- well, I don’t know what you’d call it- but thinking about it really gets me horny- well, you know…”

 

“What is it?” I asked.

 

“You’re sure you won’t think it’s stupid?”

 

“Listen, I just took my fourteen-year old sister to a middle school dance, pretended to be her boyfriend, and ended up making out with her and getting a blow job from her,” I said. “I don’t think I can judge.”

 

“I just really like being spanked,” she said.

 

I smiled. “Just pull your underwear down.” She did so, revealing her nice ass and tight, shaved pussy.

 

“And let your hair down.” She complied, letting her beautiful, wavy blonde hair fall down around her shoulders. I added my shirt to the pile of clothes now lying on the floor.

 

I reached out and smacked her in the behind with my palm. She let out a sound halfway between a moan and a scream.

 

“You’re a bad little sister,” I yelled. “You’re a naughty, naughty, little girl.” I could tell that she was getting turned on. As I smacked her, she would scream, or shout.

 

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yes!”

 

“You’re a bad, naughty little girl, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes! YES!”

 

“You need to be punished!”

 

“Oh, YES! Come on!”

 

“You’re a bad little sister, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes, big brother! Yes!”

 

I turned around, and faced her. She was sweaty and her long hair was in her face. I must have been about the same. We were both unbelievably turned on. I grabbed Kelly and pushed her onto one of the tables in the classroom. “You ready?” I asked.

 

“Oh, God, yes!”

 

I shoved my dick into her unbelievably tight pussy and penetrated her hymen, taking her virginity. She screamed.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

“I’m fine,” she panted. “Just FUCK ME!”

 

I decided to do as she said, pushing back and forth as she screamed with pleasure.

 

“Kelly…Kelly!” I shouted. She screamed back. A pile of books that had been on the table were pushed off by her wild thrashing. She was absolutely out of control, and so was I.

 

“DAVE…DAVE!” Her tits bounced around, and her hips gyrated as I fucked her ferociously. There was a look of rapture on her face as she took it, yelling with pleasure. I was briefly worried about someone at the dance hearing, but it was way past eleven by now, and everyone was gone. I pushed in and out, and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I couldn’t believe that after years of dreaming, I had finally taken my little sister’s virginity.

 

“OH, GOD, DAVE, HARDER!”

 

“Kelly…” And then her pussy became tighter and wetter…

 

“Bro…Dave…”

 

“Sis…”

 

And then we orgasmed spontaneously. It was perfect. Streams of cum pulsed from my dick into her pussy.

 

 

I pulled my dick out of her, and the two of us just laid there, panting for breath. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I had fucked my little sister. What if someone found out? I glanced over at her. Her long, blonde hair still hung behind her head. She was looking at me with impressed satisfaction.

 

“I always knew you… wanted me,” she said, still struggling for breath. “We just needed the… the right situation.” She reached over and kissed me on the lips.

 

“You were incredible,” I said.

 

Kelly blushed a little. “Thanks. It was pretty amazing. We should probably get home soon. I’m sure Mom and Dad are freaking out.”

 

I laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think we should tell them what really happened.”

 

Slowly, we began to gather up our clothes. I helped Kelly put her dress back on and then put my own clothes on. We drove home together and didn’t say much the entire time. Not much needed to be said.

 

As we arrived home, my dad was standing there. “What took you two so long?” he asked. “It’s almost 12:30.”

 

I smiled. “Sorry, Dad, the car wouldn’t start.”

 

“Well, you’re an hour and a half late,” he snapped. “I hope you have better luck getting the car to start next time.”

 

“Actually,” whispered Kelly to me, “I think the car’s going to have quite a few problems in the next couple of weeks.”

A daughter's Love (Repost)

DigitalDad43 on Incest Stories

There are so many things in life that you just don't think about, such as gravity, marshmallows, or getting broadsided in you car and a lazy Tuesday. Having sex with my daughter was on of those things I just had never thought about, correction I never thought about it until it happened.

Let me give you a little background to lay the foundations of what really happened that night. Me and my wife were at that time only married 20 years, she as you may have wondered still to this day does not know of the  encounters that my daughter and I had. The later encounters are probably more of the "steamy" kind, the ones that most people want to know about, those may come later. But this time, this moment is where it all began.

It was a cool winter nigh
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t; my daughter of only 16 at the time came in to the bedroom where my wife and I were asleep. For us this was nothing out of the ordinary, see a lot of children crawl into their parents' beds when they are young, but for us, Alexandrea (Alex I call her) never "grew out" of that phase and because neither my wife nor I really discouraged it, it just continued. I would simple move toward the center of the bed and she would crawl in. The King size bed was more then accommodating.

Now here is where the story twists; I was lying with her in a spooning position. Alex preferred this because it allowed me to rub her tummy; this would help her to fall asleep. So in that fashion I draped my arm over her. Lifting up the long ratty tee-shirt she had commandeered from me years ago, I started to rub her tummy. As I did so, I began to drift back to sleep, in and out I would go. When I would drift my hand would stop its cycles. When it did Alex would put her hand on mine and continue. When she would move my hand of course I would wake up and continue. This usually continued for several minutes until she was asleep and discontinue helping my hand rub her tummy, when she stopped I would also be asleep.

But tonight was different, a few minutes into it I felt the distinct feeling of hair between my fingers, not long hair but closely cropped, I really thought nothing of it at the time and drifted once again, upon waking again I felt dampness and slight folds in the skin. My mind finally kicked in, telling something was wrong. I continued touching until I ascertained what it was, and then like a lightning bolt ripping through my brain I realized I was touching Alex's nether regions.

My mind was quickly awake and I pulled my hand back, correction I tried to pull it back by Alex's hand stopped me. "Don't stop Daddy." the words were almost mute but full of disappointment. What was I to do, continue in the tasteless fondling of my own daughter or tell her she needed to leave for the night, possible forever? In the time my mind was poring over the choice Alex started moving my hand, whispering "Please." The agony I heard in her voice then was something that would stick with me for the rest of my life. That one word conveyed the pain she would fell if I stopped, the pleasure she would fell if I continued, and the fear she felt because of the road she wanted to head down.

What was I to do? I continued, tentatively at first, exploring not only her but my own mind. The voice in the back was screaming "Don't do this, it's wrong and you need to be the father and stop." Another voice was saying, "It will only be this night and no other, this far and no farther, and after all she started this didn't she?"

Her hand coaxed me farther and farther into her center. She straitened her top leg and rolled more into me gaining to me the access she wanted me to have, and I obliged. Feeling her folds, I traveled to the moisture. She pressed on my middle finger and in doing so guided in between he lips. It felt like an Inferno in there, and I hadn't even made it to the boiler room yet. I continued with her encouraging touches and soft coos tracing the inside of her labia, from her citreous down to her opening, and back. She held me there and I touched her moist pink pearl. Her body wanted so badly to respond but I knew what she knew, we couldn't wake my wife by moving to heavily. She just trembled there as I touched and probed this new location.

Of course my body was responding to this exploration as well, my boxer-briefs were soon very constrictive, but there was nothing I could do about this. Alex must have felt my change against her bare cheeks and moved away. She pulled my hand from her center and got out of the bed. I was very confused; I could see her slim body now silhouetted in the darkness and the tee-shirt falling down around her again. She turned back sensing I hadn't moved and motioned for me to follow her. She stepped back and taking my hand she all but pulled me from under the sheets. The air was bracing again my bare legs and chest, but I followed. The squeak in the hall way floor brought me back to reality, it was the point of no return, halfway to my daughter's room.

My daughters room was at the end of the house, the room came down on both sides of the ceiling where the root gabled. But it was a typical teenager's room of the late '90's. Posters on either side of the ceiling portraying her favorite bands: Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera; there was her dresser, desk, assorted magazines scattered everywhere but none of this mattered to Alex who was propelled to one place, the small twin bed, slightly unmade and keeping it safe was her teddy. The poor bear had been with her since birth and on ear was matted and thread bare from where she use to suck on it.

Alex let go of my hand and removed her tee-shirt. Dropping it into a crumpled heap, she stood in all her glory. Her hands folding in front of the womanhood, she looked back at me giving me time so I could envelop her with my eyes. In the soft glow of the desk lamp light I could see her body. Her breasts were small like her mothers but developed and her face was slightly embarrassed. Her flesh soon became covered in goose bumps and she made an escape toward the bed pausing shortly to grab my hand again to bring me with her.

Alex tugged at my boxer-briefs. "Please." she said. There was that word again, simple and so captivating, I couldn't resist. I pulled them down for her, and to my amazement her eyes were all over my member. They grew slightly wider as if in awe. And placing her hand around it she tugged softly coaxing me toward her. I went to my daughter and curled into the miniscule bed next to her, her soft flesh melting into mine.

She was looking into my eyes now. Her stormy blue orbs captivated my soul. It was then I knew exactly what she needed from me. With a well practiced movement I was on top of her and between her thighs, still looking into her eyes, not wanting to blink and loose this connection. Her eyes then changed, from the endless pools to that of concern almost fear.

"Daddy... please but don't hurt me." Her voice was cautious but hungry for something she never knew. She took my manhood in her hand and guided it to her center. "Make love to me with all your heart, the kind of love I know you have for me." I entered her slowly feeling every sensation; the tightness grew as I touched her hymen. She knew were I was and she slightly grimaced in pain. I held there for a moment and she grabbed her teddy. Putting the well loved ear in her mouth she nodded. And I knew.

I pressed down; the next moment tore my soul as I tore through her childhood. Her eyes closed in the pain and she bit down to muffle her scream. I was inside and she was trembling. I could feel her inferno calling for me the walls tightening around the intruder. I waited for what felt like an eternity until she opened her eyes again. The blue pools were full of tears that soon ran down her cheeks; she took the bear out of her mouth only to find out the ear had been severed. Removing it, she spoke again "Pour yourself into me, I love you daddy." Her words were full of pain and pleasure, and love.

I continued thrusting slowly at first letting the discomfort ebb from her and quicken by her instruction. Soon she was with me matching my every movement, her eyes soon closed again as her hands wrapped around my torso. This time it was not out of pain but out of promise and pleasure. I rocked into her finding more and more, faster her body instructed. And I obliged. Before long it was time, I could feel it in my core. Alex felt the change and opened her eyes, she slid her hands down to my rear and holding me there we locked eyes again. I continued and then it happened. The world went out of focus and every muscle in my body went rigid. It built and built, I thought my head would explode and my muscles would tear themselfs off the bones. At the last moment two things happened, she kissed me; the electricity that passed from her was like the key to my soul. It released me, deep into her, the most powerful orgasm I had ever had in my life. Time and time again it repeated. My limbs forgot how to hold together and I collapsed onto her. As if I broke, she held me. Crying into my ear all the love she had for me, as I convulsed into her. It was her gift to me... her only first love. Her father.

My Playground

sirlancelot2008 on Incest Stories

My house became my playground after seeing one of my sisters, Jena trying on clothes in her bedroom. My mother never married our father, and he split after my mom got pregnant with my younger sister. It was just the five of us in the house, my mother Kathy, oldest sister Karen, next is Trish, then Jena, me, and last my sister Shelly. My mother was adamant about not having any men in the house. I couldn’t have over any of my guy friends nor did she allow my sisters to have any guys or boyfriends over either.

 

My mom shares a bedroom with Shelly, Trish shares a room with Jena, but Karen and I have our own bedrooms, but Karen and I share a bathroom. It works fine and I rarely find myself at odds with any of

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them. Everyone has such busy schedules.

 

Like I said, a few months ago I was coming out of the bathroom and saw Jena trying on outfits. It was the flash of naked flesh passing in front of the cracked open door that caught my attention. Jena is well build and I was squeezing my cock seeing her front and back completely naked putting on and taking off clothes. My mom and sisters usually went about the house barely dressed, but it didn’t mean anything to me until I was staring at Jena thinking of fucking her and having her sucking on my cock. I got away quietly from her doorway without being detected, but her sexy body was etched on my brain.

 

I sat in a chair in my bedroom stroking my cock thinking of how sexy and what a good fuck all of my sisters and even my mom would make. Over the next couple of days I paid more attention to all of them, but being careful not to allow them to catch me staring. Bare legs, panties, thongs, braless tits under sheer tops and teddies went here and there all around me. It hit me that I don’t come out of my bedroom in my underwear.

 

After work I went shopping for sexy and revealing men underwear. A thong was out of the question for me, but I found some jock straps that I could handle. The mesh and fishnet boxer briefs were what I liked best. My cock showed clearly through them.

 

In the mist of our morning rush to get ready for our day, I came out of my bedroom in my pair of black fishnet boxer briefs. My mom was the first to notice though I pretended not to notice her staring at my cock stretching the see through material. Trish came down and made herself a cup of coffee, but didn’t seem to notice as we began to chat. Trish had on her pink teddy and panties, and my mom had on her night gown that didn’t come down far enough to cover the crotch her thin black panties. My mom continued taking glances at my cock when she though she wasn’t being noticed while the three of us chatted. I was excited by my mom’s staring.

 

Shelly came down and squeezed pass between us. “Move that big cock out of my way, poking me in the butt,” she joked. Shelly is real out spoken.

 

We laughed and Trish gave it a good look agreeing that my cock was bigger than average. My mom nodded and then we continued on with what we were talking about. My cock gave even harder as I loved the compliments.

 

The next morning I walked around in my light blue mesh boxer briefs. They were tighter and caused my cock and balls to be lifted higher. With my cock hard the view was hard to miss.

 

Karen slapped my butt when she came down for coffee and Danish. Trish came in and asked Karen did she see how big my cock was. They started pumping up my ego even more causing my cock to strain against the material. Jena came in to see what the fuss was about and they pointed out my cock. My mom came in and the conversation went to the size of men’s cocks that they all had. I had never really paid attention to their conversations about men.

 

Trish reached over and grabbed hold of my cock and our mother quickly popped her hand. Trish insisted that I didn’t mind, but our mother replied that she would have a cow if I touched her like that. Karen joked that as big of a slut as Trish was that she wouldn’t mind either causing our mother to laugh. Trish let in on our mother that she wasn’t so holy herself. All the while my cock was throbbing. We laughed and joked until we all were almost late leaving for our days.

 

I really liked the mesh boxers, so on my way home I picked up some more of different colors. The small medium ones felt the best even though they were smaller than my regular size.

 

I stood in the kitchen having coffee talking to our mom. She kept looking at my hard cock and I saw that I could see her shaved pussy through her thin blue panties. I could see her hard nipples through her short night gown too. Trish came in pulled up the back of her teddy and ground her butt-cheeks against my cock. My mom jokingly swatted at her to stop laughing at her silliness. Shelly came in wondering what was going on, so Trish gave her a demonstration causing Shelly to laugh louder. Karen and Jena came in joining us. Karen joked that she needed a cock like mine giving it a squeeze and commenting on how hard it was. Shelly leaned down and gave the head of my cock a kiss causing hysteria. Our mom seemed to be blushing.

 

My day went great. Women seemed to notice me and I flirted with eye contact with them. My cock wasn’t noticeable that I could tell in my pants at work, but I was hornier than a three peckered goat.

 

Everyone seemed to be home around diner time, so I ordered pizza and Trish and I went and got beer. When we got back, I went and took a shower and put on my flesh tone colored mesh boxer briefs. I put on some body spray and headed down to the family room.

 

As soon as I walked in they all went crazy. I wanted to have a shocking effect in the underwear that made it look like I was naked, but I didn’t expect it to be that good. Trish yelled out to turn up the music and called for me to dance with her. She kicked off her shoes and slipped out of the long dress that she wore for work, and began dancing her ass back up against me in just her black thong. I grind up between her butt-cheeks to everyone’s amusement. Shelly got up behind me and turned around to her. She had already changed out of her work clothes and had on a pair of boy shorts and a tank-top. Jena got up pulling our mom with her and then Karen joined. I moved from one of them to the other, and pulled up our mom’s dress to her waist grinding against the back of her thin panties.

 

We danced, laughed, and drank for a while before sitting down. I sat back in a chair with my legs open while they laughed and joked about my hard cock and others that they had. I could have sworn that I saw our mom licking her lips as she stared at my cock. It was much better than jerking off.

 

A song came on that Trish liked and she started giving a lap dance. Jena and Karen started yelling out for her to take out my cock. Our mom covered her face, but peeked through her fingers. Shelly crept over and snatched down the front of my boxers allowing my rock hard cock to pop free. Trish kept on grinding her ass-cheeks against my cock. Jena came over grabbing hold of my cock and tried to put it in Trish’s pussy, but Trish jumped up.

 

Shelly jumped on my lap, but they playfully booed her because of her shorts. She got up and snatched down her shorts revealing that she didn’t have on anything under them and they went crazy. She straddled me and I could feel the heat from her wet pussy. Jena came up and grabbed my cock again and Shelly came right down on it. They fell to the floor laughing as Shelly put on a show riding my cock. Shelly road it for nearly three minutes before hoping off.

 

For some reason, I yelled out that it was our mom’s turn. My sisters nearly carried our mother over and sat her straddled my lap. Our mom assumes use by moving around on my cock, and the Jena with Karen’s help stretched our mom’s panties and guided my cock to her pussy. I gave a jerk and our mom yelped with laughter. My sister cheered her on as she ground herself down on my cock. The more they encouraged her the harder she fucked. We all saw our mother’s climax and laughed hysterically. Our mother’s face was glowing. She sat down trying not to let us see her face.

 

Jena stood up declaring that she was going to try my cock as she wiggled out of her skin tight jeans. She straddled me taking my cock deep inside of her pussy and started grinding. I think that I was the only one who could see the serious expression on her face while everyone else laughed and joked. She clawed my shoulders straining until she came on my cock. While everyone else was laughing, she whispered that we were going to do this again. I didn’t think that my cock could get any harder, but it surely felt like it.

 

Karen and Trish were the only ones who didn’t ride my cock that night, but we all had a good time laughing and playing around. They noted that they never seen a guy who’s cock stayed hard so long. Shelly teased that it was because I was in need of good pussy instead of that trash that I dated. I didn’t take offense to it because her pussy felt awesome and I really wanted more.

 

I started off the next day with a smile and a fresh hard-on. We laughed and joked over coffee about what we did. Trish joked that she was going to get her some of my cock that night. I figured out that Shelly was trying to out do Trish. Shelly bragged about how good it felt and to everyone’s astonishment, she snatched out my cock and took it in her mouth. She came off it saying that it tasted good too. The stunned silence was broken by Karen’s laughter. Again, I could have sworn that I saw our mom lick her lips while her eyes were on my cock.

 

That evening was quiet with everyone being busy doing one thing or another. I went shopping and then to a pub for drinks with some buddies before coming home. It was pretty quiet, but the thought of all the pussy in the house kept me tossing and turning.

 

When I was out shopping, I found a mesh jock strap. I started to the kitchen and got my ass-cheeks swatted three times before I got there. Karen began teasingly calling me sexy. She opened her short silk robe and told me to come get it. I playfully grabbed hold of her big tits sucking on one of her nipples and then the other to our mom and sister’s amusement. It was the first real move that I made, and I saw that it wasn’t the same when my sisters made the moves.

 

I got home early from work and laid across my bed relaxing when Trish came in. She jumped on my bed asking me what I was doing. It felt a little awkward to me and said that she had a dream about me and her. My eyes lit up. She said not to tell anyone and asked me did I want to do anything with her. I looked at her and we both laughed knowingly that I always wanted to do something.

 

Trish started at my pants and I pulled at her shorts and panties. I moved her pussy on my mouth as she began sucking on my cock. I’d wanted the taste of pussy and hers is smoothly shaved with a patch of hairs at the top. She moaned sucking my cock as I kissed, licked, sucked, and pulled on her pussy. I was also able to get my hand on her tits. I learned from my sisters that they did not like aggressive guys, so I tempered myself allowing her to set the pace.

 

She turned around and mounted my cock and it was like I had vanished except for my hard cock. She road me hard with her eyes closed pulling and twisting her nipples as she bit down on her bottom lip. I stayed with her tempo enjoying the feel of her pussy. Her moans got louder as she reached her climax. Her body tensed as she strained through her orgasm.

 

Trish giggled asking me if my cock ever got soft and I asked her how could I. We laughed and she kissed my cheek and shot me a wink giving her butt-cheek a slap. I hadn’t cum and my cock stood straight out in front of me as I went into the bathroom that joined Karen and my bedrooms.

 

I reflected on how good I had it. Though I hadn’t noticed it before, I had hot and horny pussies around me all the time. I washed thoroughly and got out combing my hair and brushing my teeth well.

 

Karen entered the bathroom and locked her side behind her seeing that I was standing there naked. “There you are,” she said and went down on her knees for my cock. I just smiled as she sucked my cock as if she was in love with it. “I’m going to sneak into your bedroom tonight,” she said getting up and giving me a kiss on the cheek. She stopped at the door and told me that diner was ready.

 

I felt like the king of the world. I put on my body spray and stepped into my blue mesh jock strap like underwear. It is basically a jock strap like string with just a pouch. It made my cock look even bigger.

 

When I entered the dining room they started with cat calls. Shelly slapped my butt-cheeks as I passed by her. The conversation went right to the underwear that I wore. They all loved them and sighted their favorite pair. As usual, I was left a bit out of the conversation as they talked about men and my cock as if I was not there at times. They teased our mother about how she needed to get fucked regularly, but they agreed that it’s hard to find a good cock like mine.

 

Shelly helped me and Jena with the dishes questioning her own taste in boyfriends. Jena told Shelly that maybe she needed to take from dating for a while that she doubted that any of her guys would have a better cock than mine. They laughed and both of them kissed my cheeks. Shelly whispered that our mom said I had the best cock that she ever had. We laughed and cooked up a threesome for when we were done.

 

We went straight to my bedroom and Jena locked my doors. I climbed to the middle of my bed as they got naked and joined me. I started eating Shelly’s pussy while they sucked on my cock. I made no choices, but Shelly got on my cock and Jena sat on my face. I could feel Shelly trying for her orgasm and Jena moved her pussy on my mouth like she was after hers as well. They switched places and I felt the difference between the two. Jena had control of her pussy muscles and used them to bring herself off on my cock. They said that they both had come twice which made me feel great and they added that they were glad that I hadn’t cum inside of them.

 

I washed up and ended up drifting off on my bed. I woke as Karen came in my room from the adjoining bathroom. She dropped her robe on the floor as she got on my bed. She said that she needed to be fucked hard. She didn’t have to say anything else. I turned to her sucking on her nipples while fingering her already moist pussy. I pulled her legs up to my shoulders and started pounding her pussy with all my might. I knew that our mom and sisters could hear her moans and cries all the way down to the family room, but it didn’t matter. My older sister wanted me to fuck her hard and that was exactly what I intended to do.

 

I huffed and puffed trying my best to cause the head of my cock to rise in her throat. By the sounds of her moans, I was getting very close to doing just that. I turned her own her hands and knees and pounded her pussy from behind. The contact echoed loudly in my bedroom. The longer I drove my cock in her, the longer I wanted to.

 

I felt like I had gotten my second wind turning her over and pulling her down on the bed so that I could use my footboard for leverage. She held her legs up and spread wide as I started again in her wet cunt. I felt like I could go all night with the rhythm of my headboard hitting the wall.

 

Time seemed to have flown by as I glanced at my clock. It read, “4:57 AM.” Karen looked at the time too. She smiled at me as I slowed my stroke. She whispered that she had come to my bedroom around Eleven o’clock. We giggled quietly. “I’m going to be so sore in the morning,” she said “I can feel it already.” I went to pull my hard cock out of her pussy, but she stopped me and said for us to sleep with me inside of her.

 

I didn’t recall falling asleep but I woke to my alarm clock and Karen was going into our bathroom. My cock was solid. I waited for her to get out of the shower before I went in there. She hugged my and kissed both my cheeks before going off to her bedroom. I washed good, but didn’t spend a lot of time in the bedroom. I had another new pair of underwear that I wanted to get reactions too.

 

When I got to the kitchen the talk was all about the noise that when on all night long. Their mouths seemed to drop at the sight of the hard-on that I still had. It was clear that Karen had been signing my praises and even our mother was drooling over the sight of my cock.

 

I am still fucking my sisters and mother at their leisure, which means that I am fucking daily. My mom has become more at ease with getting naked in front of my sisters for me to fuck her, but she has yet to visit my bedroom at night for a marathon fuck.

"Does it turn you on?"

wetpants on Incest Stories

 “Does it turn you on?”
 

I was lying on my bed dressed only in shorts, looking at a ‘top-shelf glossy magazine’.  The pictures were full colour and very explicit. My hand was inside my shorts, gently rubbing my hard cock in preparation for a good wank, when suddenly the door burst open. In a flash I’d withdrawn my hand and looked up to see my younger sister standing there, fresh out of the shower, wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe and towelling her hair dry.  I quickly thrust the magazine to one side.

“Have you nicked my Ipod?” she yelled.

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“No!” I answered, angry that she’d burst in on me, something she doesn’t usually do. “I have not!”

 “Well where is it then?” she demanded. She peered at the magazine.

“Oh! Admiring the female form, were we?”

“So what!” I said crossly. “Perfectly normal for someone of my age!”

She looked at my shorts. My erection, dwindling now at the shock of her bursting into my room, was still very evident.

“Must be a good mag!” she commented. She stepped into the room and picked it up before I could stop her. Retreating out of my immediate reach she scanned the pages.

“Mmm! Big tits!”

“Sis!” I reproached her.

“Oh, shut up! What am I supposed to say? Mammaries? Boobies? Breasts? They’re big tits!”

She leafed through a couple more pages and stopped with a gasp.

“Oh! Not only tits!” She peered closely at the page. “No wonder you’ve got a hard on!”

“Sis!” I expostulated. “What’s got into you?  You’re not supposed to say things like that!”

“Oh shut up!” she said again. “Don’t be such a prude!” She turned more pages, looking at the pictures closely. “If you can look at tits and cunts in a glossy magazine and have a wank over them, I can say whatever I like!”

I raised up on one elbow and stared at her. She’d never talked this way before. At least not in front of me. Maybe with her friends. She got to the last page and looked at me over the top of the magazine.

“Not that impressed with any of them,” she said. “One or two nice pussies and a couple of decent titties but none that does anything for me.”

I lunged for the magazine and succeeded in wrenching it from her grasp.

“They’re not supposed to do anything for you!” I pointed out irritably. “They’re supposed to do things for boys and men!”

“How do you know?” she pouted. “I might be a lesbian!”

“Sis!” I exclaimed again.

“Alright, I’m not,” she admitted, “but I might have been. Anyway,” she eyed my shorts again significantly, “you obviously liked one of those bodies. Or more.”

I was trying to think of a suitable put-down to this comment and send her packing when she stepped back to the doorway, undid the bathrobe and opened it wide.

“Does this body do anything for you?”

My mouth opened to speak and remained in that position. I stared at her in total shock and amazement.

“Sis!” I eventually gulped. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Showing you my body!” she answered impatiently. “Do you like it? Does it do anything for you?” She thrust her hips at me suggestively. “Does it turn you on?”

My sister is twenty.  Just.  I am two years older. Of course I’d seen her wearing all sorts of clothes as we grew up together. Shorts, bikinis, tight jeans and cropped tops, miniskirts, the lot. A part of me had occasionally remarked to myself that she had a terrific figure and often looked quite sexy, but the  ‘brother’ part just dismissed this as an idle observation and I had never, ever, thought of my sister in a sexual way.

Now she was parading in front of me, blatantly showing me her body, or most of it, in an obviously provocative way.

She had on a flowery, thin, almost see-through bra and skimpy panties so she wasn’t completely naked, but if anything, this made it worse. Her breasts, I realised now, were beautiful;- round, firm, thrusting up without any support from the bra. Her nipples were taut and thrust out, pushing against the thin material of the bra. It certainly wasn’t cold in the room and at the back of my mind I thought, so she must be aroused. I could clearly see her aureoles, large, dark and round. The thin panties hid just enough to be  completely erotic. I could see the line of her lips through them, and a dark area which could only be her cunt itself.  Her fresh, young, soft skin showed through the material, and I realised with yet another shock that she was shaved smooth. Her love mound showed as a soft bulge at the front of her pants. Her body was lithe, her legs, I already knew, were long and tanned and very sexy.  All in all she was a vision, a sexy, enticing, temptress with a body a man could die to hold and touch and be inside.

And she was my sister.

The vision had its effect. My erection immediately returned, stronger than ever.

She looked at my shorts as she continued to dance in front of me, thrusting her hips to and fro.

“Yes, I see it does do something for you. Quite a lot, in fact!”

“Sis!” I managed to  say after swallowing a couple of times. “Stop it! What do you think you’re doing? Cover yourself up!”

“Prude!” she said again. “What’s the matter? Embarrassed?  You’ve seen me in a bikini before. What’s the difference?”

I swallowed again. My mouth was dry. “The difference,” I said awkwardly, “ is that you’re…..you’re--” I gave up and waved a hand at her to signify the dancing and erotic movements she was making. “And I was already --”

“You were already hard from the magazine,”  she interrupted. “Ready to have a wank, masturbate, give yourself a handjob.”

With each word I felt a twitch in my cock.

“Sis! Sis!” I implored. “Stop it please! You’re being really nasty, doing that when you know I’m already turned on!”

She suddenly ran forward and leapt onto the bed, the open bathrobe billowing behind her like some sort of cape. And she leapt on top of me, kneeling over me and straddling me.

I gasped. Her breasts were now only a few inches from me and I felt the warmth of her skin as she pressed herself against me.

“Oh, poor love!” she said,  grinning. She rubbed her mound over my erect cock and it strained inside my shorts.  “Oooo!” she said, her eyes going wide. “I’ve often wondered how big you are! I’m impressed! You’re big!”

“What!”

She leaned down without warning and planted her mouth against mine, lying full length on top of me and continuing to rub herself against me. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and thrashed around, licking and tasting and curling around mine as she kissed me.

I tried to push her up, away from me, but she slid her arms quickly under my head and pulled me even tighter against her own face.

And, unbidden and without any conscious effort from me, my body pushed up against hers as my cock strained inside my shorts and demanded to be let out.

I made noises as I couldn’t speak out loud. They were supposed to be ‘No! No! No!’ but if she understood them she ignored them. I was shocked beyond belief, partly at the way my little sister was behaving, and partly at the thought that my body had responded to her by signifying its pleasure at her closeness.

Eventually she pulled her head away from me and breathed hard.

“You do like my body!” she crowed. “I felt you push against me!”

Seizing the opportunity to finally speak I let rip at her.

“Sis! I don’t know what this is all about but stop it now! It’s gone far enough!  You’re being really mean and spiteful. Now go away, leave me alone and I’ll get rid  of the results of your little game!”

She gazed at me without moving and spoke very softly.

“I’m not being mean and spiteful. And it definitely hasn’t gone far enough!” She leaned forward and kissed me again, a soft, loving, more than sisterly kiss on the lips. And she moved one hand from under my head and I felt her wriggle as she slid it between us and grasped the outline of my cock through my shorts.

“Uh!” I gasped, jerking involuntarily. “Don’t!”

“Why?” she asked in a soft, seductive voice. “You like it! I can tell!” She grinned at me. “Why do you want me to stop?”

“You’re my sister, for fuck’s sake!” I gasped, hardly realising I was swearing in front of her and trying not to think about her slender fingers still grasping my cock through my shorts and rubbing me. “Stop! We can’t do this!”

“Who says?” she pouted. “Society? Bollocks! Who’s to know? Mum and Dad are away. We have the place to ourselves all weekend. Maybe it’s wrong, but you want it and I want it. I’m on the pill. So we’re safe. Are you telling me you’ve never done anything wrong in your life? ‘Course you have. So have I.  I’ve often thought about having sex with you. Wondered about your cock. How big it is. What it tastes like. How it would feel sliding into my cunt. Or my ass. Now I have the chance to find out. You were already hard when I came in and you’re still hard. Have you never thought about fucking me?”

I was shaking my head from side to side through all this and my eyebrows shot up when she mentioned fucking her ass.

“No! I haven’t thought about it at all!” I gasped. “Never!  You’re my sister! Sister! Brothers and sisters don’t fuck. They don’t have any sexual feelings towards each other at all!”

“Well, I do!” she said softly. “Have had for a long time. I want you, brother! I want to hold you, wank you, suck you, and most of all I want to feel you slide your big cock into me and fuck me silly. And later, when you’ve recovered, I want to feel that same big cock fuck my asshole! I want every type of sex I can get from you, my big brother!”

I just stared at her. I was completely speechless. To think my, supposedly, demure little sister could talk like this, use these words, and above all, use them to her brother and admit she wanted sex with him had left me utterly astounded and totally at a loss for anything to say.

But my body had no such qualms and I was more and more conscious of her fingers grasping me  from outside my shorts and slowly and gently wanking me.  As if reading my –subconscious—thoughts, she suddenly reached up inside one leg of my shorts and I felt her warm fingers close round my rod. Her touch was heavenly and I knew that if her hand stayed there a minute more I would cum.

“Stop!” I pleaded one more time in a resigned voice. “If you don’t stop I shall have to cum. Sis, stop, please!”

But in answer she wriggled down the bed, away from my head, kissing my chest and stomach as she moved until she got to my shorts. She pulled the top down and my cock sprang out, free at last and only moments away from exploding. Quickly she licked the tip, opened her mouth and took me inside. The feeling was indescribable. I’d had blowjobs before but this was unlike any other. In the furthest, dim recesses of my mind I knew it was because it was my sister, it was wrong, forbidden fruits, and that made it even better than with anyone else.  Her tongue slurped round my helmet and I felt her sucking my shaft as she grasped the base with her fingers and licked and sucked at me, her eyes closed in rapture.

Until now I had kept my hands beside me on the bed and hadn’t touched her at all, except when I tried to push her away, but now, feeling her lovely mouth encompassing me, sucking, licking and tasting my unbelievably hard cock, I couldn’t resist stroking her head, feeling her fresh, still damp hair in my fingers as I pulled her against me. I thrust upwards and into her and with a huge gasp I felt my cum explode from my cock and into her mouth. I pushed up as hard as I could and I came again and again and again, my hot cum gushing from me in huge spurts. I had never had such a huge orgasm, or shot so much cum in all my life. I looked down and saw that it was already leaking from her lips and she was using it as a lubricant as she continued to slide her mouth up and down the length of my rod, my cum glistening on my shaft and trickling from the corner of her mouth. My fingers entwined in her hair and I pulled her against me, loving the feel of her around me, loving the thought that my sister had just sucked me off, loving the thought that I was in her mouth.

Finally I sank back on the bed, gasping for breath. She released my cock from her lips, tipped her head back and swallowed.

“Mmmm!” she said. “Nice! Just as I remembered and expected.”

“Sis! Sis!” I gasped. “What have you done! What have we-------”

For a moment I hadn’t realised what she’d said, then it sunk in.

“What! What do you mean, remembered?  You’ve never tasted……we’ve never….you can’t remember my taste!”

“Oh, yes I can!” she said impishly. She bent down and licked the last few drops of white cum from my cock and stomach. “I like the taste of your cum. I know you have a huge libido and wank yourself a lot when you don’t have a girlfriend, like now. I’ve tasted your cum, but only when it’s old, not fresh like now.” She paused and regarded my puzzled expression. “I’ve licked your cum from your sheets,” she said.

“WHAT!”

“Tasty! But much better fresh, with your big cock filling my mouth.”

“Sis! Sis!” I shook my head. Did I really know my own little sister? She’d sucked cum from my bed sheets? She swore, flaunted herself at her own brother, sucked him off and still apparently wanted a lot more sex from him?…..Was this really my sister?

I looked at her soft young body lying between my legs, her fingers idly tracing around my cock, soft now and lying on my stomach. Yes, it was my sister, but not the sister I always thought I had.  She was beautiful, sexy, erotic and I wanted her.

She gently eased my cock back inside my shorts.

“Have a little rest,” she said. “I want a lot more from you yet and I know you can do it.”

She slid up and kissed me with all the tenderness of a young lover kissing her man.

“Sis,” I said firmly.  “That was gorgeous. Quite unbelievable. I admit, I loved every minute of you sucking me and giving me a blowjob. But that’s it! We’ve done something we shouldn’t, it was nice, heavenly, but we’ve done it now and that’s it.”

She pulled away from me and stared at me, a glint in her eye.

“What do you mean?” she demanded. “What about me? You’ve just shot a gallon of cum into my mouth. You loved it. What about me? Am I supposed to go without any satisfaction, then?”

I felt a twinge of remorse. What she said was true. She’d come on to me and I’d had the most incredible pleasure from her. Wasn’t she entitled to some pleasure in return? Yes, she was, but she was my sister!

“Yes, I bloody well am!” she went on before I had a chance to phrase a reply. “I want my pleasure from you! And I’m going to get it! You’re going to lick me out, fuck me, fuck my ass and--- and--- anything else I want!”

She stared at me defiantly.

“And--- and—“ I repeated. “There isn’t any more ‘and’ is there?”

She looked away. “Well, yes,” she said more quietly. “I might get my toys later too.”

“TOYS?”

She looked at me again, more defiant than ever.

“Oh, shut up!  You’ve just fucked your sister’s mouth so don’t pretend to be a prude! Yes, toys! What do you do when you want sex and don’t have a girl? You look at sexy magazines and hold your cock in your hand and wank yourself till your cum shoots out! What am I supposed to do if I don’t have a bloke and want sex? Go without? Bollocks! I rub my clit with my finger till I’m wet and it’s dripping everywhere and my own cum shoots out of my cunt, or I use a toy to pretend fuck me, like you pretend to fuck your hand! Yes! Toys! But I want to feel you use them on me!”

She was quite breathless with anger and I felt suitably chastened.

“Sorry, sis,” I said softly. “I’m not a prude. You know that. But you’ve given me so many shocks today! That was another one! I never dreamed you had, or used, sex toys! It’s just not something I thought about my own sister! The same as I never thought about you sucking me, or me fucking  you. These things have just never entered my head. Till now,” I had to add.

She softened at once and giggled.

“What are you thinking about now?” she enquired.

I shook my head from side to side and shrugged my shoulders.

“You win!” I told her. “I admit it! Now I’m thinking about your body, touching it, kissing it, licking your cunt, your ass, sliding my cock into you, both of your holes, cumming into you---”

I shrugged again, helplessly. “It’s your own fault! I love you, sis, you know I do. Very much. But now….now, I can’t look at you like before. Now I want that lovely body! I want to do everything to it! Especially I want to fuck you!”

That was it. I’d said it. I’d admitted to my little sister that I wanted to fuck her.

“You want to do everything?” she asked me archly.

I nodded. “Everything.”

“Even this?” And so saying she slid up my body until she was straddling me again, gazing down at me with love in her eyes.

“Even this?” she repeated.

I waited, puzzled, not sure what she meant, and then, to my utter amazement and shock yet again, I felt a warm trickle on my stomach and running down my thighs. It was a very pleasant sensation and I thought she must have somehow made herself cum, all over me, but I instantly realised that couldn’t be. I looked down.

My little sister was peeing on me.

I heard her chuckle and looked up at her.

“Bet you didn’t think I did that, either!” she chuckled again.

“Sis! What….how…..where did you learn to do that?”

She stopped the flow of warm piss and rolled off me to lie beside me.

“Uh!” she said. “One of my ex’s, the bastard! Did it to me one day. I was so shocked I slapped his face and wouldn’t let him touch me for ages. He sweet talked me and sweet talked me until I agreed to let him do it again. Then it wasn’t a shock. I still wasn’t sure I liked it but after the second or third time I realised I did. It was nice!”

She rolled over again and pressed her lips against my shorts. I felt her sucking the pee from them, and probably the last drop or two of cum as well.

“Lovely!” she said. She looked up at me. Her face softened and she stroked my cheek.

“Big bro’,” she murmured. “Lovely big bro’ with a huge cock.  I’ve really shocked you, haven’t I?”

I nodded, speechless again.

“Sorry, lover. Really I am. But when I knew Mum and Dad were away and we would be alone this weekend, I thought, I am not going to miss this chance! No way! I knew you’d probably be at home as you don’t have a girlfriend now. And you know I told my ex to go and play on the motorway a few weeks ago. So there was just us. And I knew I wanted to have you this weekend. But I’m sorry I’ve shocked you, my adorable big brother.  I hope you’re over it now. I just want us to enjoy ourselves together. All day and all night and all tomorrow too.”

My head was a mixture of thoughts. In the first place I’d felt a thrill when she called me ‘lover’. I  liked it. A lot.  Then I thought about how she’d planned this, how her thoughts had centred on us both having sex together and how determined she was that it would happen. But I also thought, what will happen when our parents are back? Is this a one-off occasion? I couldn’t see how it could be anything else. Our parents don’t go away that often. And I felt her fingers on my cheek, and felt her warm body against mine, her nipples pressing my chest and her hot thighs against mine, and I thought, I don’t want this to be a one-off occasion! No way! I want to do this again. And again. I want to feel her soft mouth sucking my cock! I want to slide it inside her hot wet cunt! And yes, her lovely tight asshole too!  I want to have sex with my sister as often as I can!

“Sis, what happens when Mum and Dad are back? We won’t be able to do this then! Have you thought about that? Suppose, just suppose, we have a weekend of sex as you suggest. Suppose we both get to like it so much that we want to do it again? We won’t be able to! And what happens in a few years when you want, or I want, for that matter, to settle down with a family? We’re going to remember this weekend and it may cause us a lot of grief.”

She kissed me gently and stroked my cheek.

“I have thought about it. We’ll find a way. Love always does.”

I gave her a sharp look. She was gazing at me, her eyes soft and gentle and trusting. Like a little sister.

“I love you, my big, strong, clever bro’. I love you very much.”

“I love you too, sis,” I began.

But she was shaking her head.

“I don’t mean I love you like a brother. I mean I love you. Really love you. I have done for a long time. I haven’t thought of you like a brother for ages. I’ve only thought of you as a man. A man I want. A man who makes me go weak at the knees. Who turns me on every time I’m near him, smell him, brush against him. I love you, bro’,” she repeated.

“Sis!” Once more she’d jerked the ground from under me. “I had no idea--- You can’t ---!”

“Of course not,”  she said. “I’ve been very careful to keep my feelings hidden, especially in front of Mum and Dad. It’s been difficult, I can tell you! But sometimes I’ve walked around with my pants soaking wet from thinking about you. And me. That’s why this weekend was so important. Why I was so determined that my big strong brother was going to fuck me, come what may!”

She raised herself and looked at me, her eyes searching my face.

“Does that make me a slut?”

“Don’t be silly! No!” I reached for her and hugged her to me, tightly. “Just because you’ve shocked me beyond belief, said things, done things I would never have dreamed you would even know about, doesn’t mean you’re a slut!” I hugged her again and enjoyed the feel of her warm body against mine. I felt her relax.

“Good,” she said. “Are you recovered yet?”

“If you mean for sex, no! I’m still sensitive! If you mean from all the shocks, no! I wonder if I ever will recover from them! I’m still worried about this. Whatever your feelings, or mine, it’s wrong. It’s taboo! And I’m worried about after this weekend too.”

“Well, I’m certainly not going to tell any of my friends!” she stated firmly. “This is my secret. Our secret. And I can’t believe you’re going to go to the pub boasting about how you’ve shagged your sister!”

“I haven’t!” I pointed out indignantly.

“But you’re going to. Aren’t you?” she asked, a note of doubt in her voice. “You’re not going to leave me high and dry after I’ve opened my heart to you, are you?” She looked at me searchingly again.

I could feel every inch of her flesh that was touching mine. I could feel the heat coming from her thighs as they pressed against mine. I remembered the feel of her mouth sucking on my rod and her tongue flicking at the tip.  My sister’s mouth. My sister’s tongue. Yes, I thought with a sigh. A sigh of resignation that I would be committing myself to a path down which there would be no turning back. I sighed again. A sigh of pleasurable remembrance at her mouth……her tongue.

“I don’t know, my sweet little sis,” I sighed once more. “I want to. God, how I want to now I’ve thought about it and had a taste of things to come. Yes, sweet little sister. I want to have as much sex with you as we can this weekend,  but you’re my sister and it’s wrong! We’ll both feel so guilty, so bad, afterwards…….”  I tailed off, already feeling guilty about the blowjob she’d given me.

She snuggled hard against me and rested her head on my chest.

“No we won’t,” she replied. “I don’t feel guilty at all. It’s something I’ve wanted for so long. And you won’t feel guilty because it’s me that’s started it and led you on and you’re a bloke and you want sex from anything in a skirt, like anyone your age.”

“Charming!” I said indignantly. “I do have standards, you know! Not just anything in a skirt!”

“I meet your standards,” she said flatly.

I shut up. I couldn’t answer this because she’d met enough of my female friends in the past, be they serious, but usually short-lived relationships, or one night stands. And she was right, of course, in that her own luscious, firm, rounded, pert and enticing little body probably far exceeded any standards I’d ever set for myself.

“Oh, sis!” I groaned. “Why are you doing this? I rolled my head from side to side in a genuine agony of indecision. The thought of a weekend of sex with her was so tremendously exhilarating that half my mind was in a fever of anticipation. The other half, well, maybe a quarter, well, maybe  just a small segment, recoiled at the thought that she was my sister and I had a responsibility to her. And to myself. And my self esteem. And Mum and Dad. And ---

“Oh, fuck it!” I said aloud. I rolled over and hugged her to me, looking at her face, just inches from mine.

“I hope we don’t regret it, but okay. Yes. I want to have sex with you, okay? Lots of it!”

She kissed me on my eyes and then my nose.

“Good! It’s made me very happy to hear you say that.”

We lay together for a while, each immersed in our own thoughts. My sister and I had had a fairly quiet and peaceful sibling life, compared to some. Oh, we’d had our spats and tantrums, our arguments and shouting matches as we grew up. But mostly we adored each other in a brotherly sisterly sort of way.  We’d helped each other with school homework from time to time and later she’d make a point of checking out any girlfriend I’d brought home and let me know  her opinion, whether I wanted it or not. By the same token, I’d been wary of one or two of her boyfriends and told her that if they gave her any grief or stress to let me know. I’m not a violent man, nor am I normally aggressive, but I would have been first in the queue to protect my little sister if some boy was mistreating her in any way. So we had a strong bond already. What would happen after this weekend was anybody’s guess. Would it strengthen that bond? Or destroy it?

She disentangled herself from me and rose from the bed, holding out a hand to me.

“Come on,” she said. “I’m going to cook. Come to the kitchen with me.”

So I rose and followed her out of my room. She threw off the bathrobe and chucked it through her own open bedroom door where it landed on her bed. As she led the way downstairs I looked at her body, lithe and supple in front of me.

But now I wasn’t looking at my sister. I was looking at a gorgeously sexy, inviting body. A body I’d felt right next to me and wanted to feel there again. For the first time in my life I realised consciously that she had the most firm, round, pert ass that a man could wish to see, touch or slide his cock into. I saw her waist, tapering in before slightly widening again at her hips. A waist that begged to have arms, my arms, round it.

At the bottom of the stairs she stopped suddenly so that I bumped into her. That is, my cock bumped straight into that pert, firm ass, right between her cheeks and she pushed herself back against me, hard.

“Mmmmm!” she exclaimed. She wriggled a bit, pressing her crease against  the feel of my cock inside my shorts. The thoughts I’d been having and the feel of  her ass against me was enough to start an erection again, albeit a slight one.

She straightened up and continued to the kitchen.

“Nice,” she threw over her shoulder. “Soon be ready again. After we’ve eaten we’ll be able to spend all afternoon in bed.”

Whilst she collected  everything she needed to make us a light lunch, I brewed a pot of coffee. Holding my mug in one hand I went to her and put an arm round her waist. That slim, warm, firm waist, but delightfully soft to my touch.

“Whilst you’re doing that, I’ll go and have a shower and change,” I said.

“Don’t you dare!” she said sharply. “You stay as you are!”

I felt the dampness at the front of my shorts from where she’d peed on me.

“But,” I began.

“No!” She waved a spoon at me warningly. “I want you to keep those on and nothing else! Okay?”

I shrugged helplessly. “Okay. If that’s what you want.”

She was looking at me pensively.

“On the other hand,” she said softly, almost to herself, “ I wonder.” She tapped the spoon against her teeth thoughtfully.

“Why not?” she answered her own unspoken query. “Wait here.”

Dropping the spoon on the table she hurried out and I heard her go upstairs. Moments later she returned, one hand hidden behind her back. She came up to me and planted a kiss on my lips.

“Big bro’,” she said, “Are you ready for another shock?”

“There’s more?” I enquired, dismayed.

“Probably more than you can imagine,” she answered dismissively, “ but right now I’m thinking of just one, smallish one.”

“Smallish?” I echoed.

She nodded. “Do you remember a pair of white cotton boxer shorts you used to wear?” she asked me. “Very soft, quite old now, and with an opening at the front without any fastenings?”

I dimly remembered having a pair of boxer shorts like that, only they weren’t called boxers. Because they had a short leg they were just pants, as opposed to briefs. So I nodded.

“Yes, I remember. Haven’t seen them for ages. Thought they must have been thrown out, or the washing machine had eaten them, or something.”

“I have them,” she said, and produced them from behind her back.

I gaped at them, at her, and at the pants again.

“You?….When…? I mean, why?…..”

I stared at her in disbelief, again wondering if this was really my sister, or had she perhaps become a pod-person from  the planet Mars?

“Why on earth have you got my old pants?” I finally managed to string together a coherent question.

To her credit, she actually went slightly pink.

“I rescued them from the washing bin,” she explained.

“Nicked them,” I suggested.

“Saved them,” she corrected. “I wanted them because they smelled of you. And because they have an opening at the front so I could slide my dildo or vibrator in there when I wanted to masturbate and think of you. But mostly,” and she coloured a little more, “ because you’d either wanked into them or had a wet dream in them and they had your cum on them.”

She thrust them into my free hand and turned back to her cooking chores.

“I want you to put them on,” she said with her back to me, “in place of the shorts.”

Still processing this new, and slightly shocking information that she’d walloped me with,  I absently turned them over in my hands and examined them. I remembered them. Hadn’t seen them for ages, not since last winter in fact, and I remembered vaguely wondering then why I couldn’t find them. There was the opening at the front, just a gap with two slightly overlapping hems and no fiddly buttons or anything to prevent easy access. And yes, I saw with embarrassment, there was a big stain at the front which could only have been cum, whether it was the result of a wank or in my sleep I couldn’t remember.  And to my horror and dismay I saw that there were even a couple of skidmarks at the back of them.  But there were other stains, deep in the crotch and I wondered about them until I realised that they must be my own sister’s juices and cum if, as she suggested, she’d been wearing them for her own sexual pleasures. I felt myself going red.

“Sis,” I stammered, “ are you telling me you’ve had these all the time and been wearing them, just as they are?”

“I love them,” she said by way of an answer. “I told you, they smell of you, my brother, a nice, strong, manly smell that makes me think about you, your cock, having sex with you. When I wear them I can cum so quickly and with such a huge climax that I soak them.”

“Erm ---yes, I can tell,” I admitted.

She turned to face me. “But now I want you to wear them,” she said. “All weekend.”

I gazed at her helplessly.

“Sis,” I began again.

“There are many things you don’t know about me, aren’t there?” she commented.  “To you, I’m just your little sister. A teenager. A baby. Someone for you to protect, or fight with, or disparage. Well, I’m not, not any more. I’m all growed-up. I’ve had sex, quite a few times. I’ve tried lots of different ways. Some I liked, a few I didn’t. But I’m not just a little baby for you to amuse yourself with any longer. Nor am I a silly, giggly teenager who gets a crush on any half decent looking bloke. I’m old enough to know my own desires, my own wishes, dreams. And I’m old enough to know what I want. And I want you. I love you, my brother. You’re all the world to me now.”

And she came to me and put her arms round me and hugged me very hard, her head resting on my bare chest and those wonderful, gorgeous, hard nipples pressing against my skin through the thin fabric of her bra. Even through my shorts I could feel her love mound pressing hard against my cock.

“Now you stay right where you are while I just finish this quickly and then we’ll eat.”

She laid out the table and I watched her in silence. I felt that my whole world had changed this day.

She moved around and I couldn’t help but watch her body as she worked. She bent over in front of me to get a salad crisper from a cupboard and her firm round cheeks presented themselves to me. A dark line ran between them and I imagined the crease of her ass, my tongue licking there and kissing that hidden place, her rosebud, as the heat of her cheeks surrounded my face.  I thought about pulling down those skimpy pants and thrusting my rod into that pert, tight little ass.

She was right. She wasn’t my little sister any more. She never would be again. I wanted her, all of her, very much. Below the leg of her thin pants her thighs were tanned, soft and  I wanted to hold them, kiss them, lick them, hearing her moan with pleasure as I did so. I sighed, thinking of the commitment I’d just mentally made and hoping that the path down which we were both about to go would not suddenly rear up and bite us both in the backside.

“Come and eat,” she said.

She’d made us a huge fresh salad of cold meats, cheeses, pickles and the like and I suddenly realised I was ravenous. She sat, half facing me and smiled at me often as we tucked in to her repast. Stretching out one bare leg she rubbed her foot against my thigh, wiggling her toes as her foot moved higher and higher, creeping under the leg of my shorts and still moving up my thigh until I felt her toes gently caressing my balls and the base of my cock.

I smiled at her. There was no point in objecting, and anyway, it was a nice sensation.

She giggled and said, “I can’t get enough of you. I want to touch you, somehow, somewhere, all the time.” But she withdrew her foot and continued eating. We finished the lunch in silence. I have no idea what she was thinking about, but I could have hazarded a guess. For myself, I was still trying to come to terms with this volte-face in my life, still trying to justify to myself the decision I’d made, and still thinking about that luscious body which I was soon going to be enjoying.

We put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. She cleaned a little and I made us both a mug of coffee. She leaned against the counter nursing her mug with both hands and regarded me with a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

“Are you ready?” she enquired, raising one eyebrow. “Are you ready to have an incestuous relationship with your sister? Is that beautiful great cock of yours recovered enough so that it can fill my cunt, or my ass, and fill me full of your hot cum?”

I wanted to answer ‘yes and yes and yes!’ but I just stared at her.

She put down the mug and picked up those old pants of mine from a chair. She stepped in front of me and pulled down my shorts to my ankles. Crouching down she nuzzled my cock and my stomach, her tongue flicking out and back, licking me gently. Her face moved lower and she took my cock with one hand, not erect yet but already beginning to harden,  and licked the back of it from the base to the tip, her lips roving round my helmet and producing an immediate erection that strained towards her.

Yes!” she breathed. “You’re ready, no doubt about that!” She lifted one of my legs and I stepped out of the shorts. She held the white pants so that I could step into them and pulled them up over me, slowly, gently, erotically. My cock immediately found the opening and sprang out. Again she bent and licked it and I could hear her breathing deeply.

“Oh, I love your smell!” she murmured. “It drives me wild! Feel me!”

I made no move, just enjoying the feel of her mouth and tongue again.

“Feel me!” she repeated and took one of my hands and placed it between her legs.

She was incredibly warm, her thighs on either side of my hand rubbing my skin and passing their heat into my hand. My fingers involuntarily curled inwards and I felt the outline of her cunt lips. I gently used one finger to rub between them and let out a huge breath. Her pants were soaking wet from her love juices and my finger had no difficulty pushing the soft fabric into her, into her wet cunt as I sought her clit and began to rub it gently.

She gasped. “That’s what you do to me when you’re near me!” she said as she drew in a big, shuddering breath. “And when I smell your smell, I’m done for. I just soak myself. And now, finally, to feel you rubbing my cunt, to feel your finger stroking my clit……” she shuddered and pulled away from me, releasing my cock at the same time.

“Not here!” she said. “Upstairs! I want to feel your whole body next to me! I want to feel your face between my legs, licking my cunt and  my clit. I want to bury my head between your legs and kiss your balls, suck them, suck your cock and smell that wonderful smell that is you!”

And she grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the kitchen and upstairs to my bedroom. Pushing me onto the bed  she shut the door and leaned against it, breathing heavily and looking at me.

“I’m going to cum so quickly!” she said. “As soon as you touch me, I’m going to cum! I just know it!”

And she came to me and lay beside me and I was lost.

I stroked her hips and her waist, my hand rising up to cup one breast. She let out a gasp and closed her eyes.  I massaged her breast gently, playing with the nipple. It was so hard I thought it would break through the fabric of her bra. Her own hand moved down and rubbed the outside of my pants, rubbing the outline of my cock, her fingers curling round to cup my balls.

I kissed her, full on the lips and felt a thrill go through me. It was like kissing a girl for the first time ever.  I kissed her again and knew that the excitement was because this was forbidden fruit. Her lips were soft, delicate, her breath warm and gentle through her slightly open mouth. Her tongue flicked out and circled my lips and then she thrust her head forward and her tongue flashed into my mouth, writhing furiously and encircling my own tongue. I responded fully now, all inhibitions forgotten as I let myself sink into the rapture of enjoying her body.

My cock found the opening in my pants of its own accord and her fingers encircled it, stroking me gently, long, slow strokes that made me even harder and  I pushed my hips towards her, wanting my  cock to find her wet, warm cunt.

My own hand dropped to her thighs and she gasped again as she felt me stroking them, my fingers moving upwards as they caressed her soft flesh, until I found the edge of her soaking wet pants and my hand moved across to rub her lips, a finger again searching for the cleft between them so that I could rub her clit.

But she pulled away from me and gasped, “No! No!  Not your finger! You’ll make me cum too soon!  I want you!”

And she rolled away and onto her back and opened her legs wide. I moved across to lie above her, my hands supporting my weight  and gazed down at my soft, sexy, beautiful sister’s face. My cock hovered inches from her pussy. She quickly lifted her hips and pulled down her pants, just an inch or so.

“My gorgeous brother!” she breathed softly. “I want you! Push that big, hard cock into me, with my pants!”

I must have looked puzzled because she added breathlessly, “I want to feel that cock sliding into my cunt surrounded by my own pants because they’re wet and I’m wet and I know they’ll give enough for you to do it! And then, and then I’m going to feel your cock in me bareback! Just you, your hot hard cock, in me, sliding into me and fucking me!”

I moved my hips forward and the tip of my cock aimed true and straight and I felt her hot wet cunt lips against the tip, even through her pants. I pushed into her a little more, and my cock slid an inch or two inside her, taking her thin, wet pants with it.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhh!” she gasped. “Yes! Yes! Oh, it’s beautiful! It’s lovely!”

I stroked inwards and out again once, twice, and each time she let out a gasp. Her eyes were wide open now and staring at me.

“Enough!” she growled, deep in her throat. Quickly she reached down and pulled aside the leg of her pants.

“Now!” she breathed. “Now! Come into me! You!  My big brother!  Fuck me now!”

And I wanted this more than anything I’d ever wanted and I slid forward and my rampant rod slid into her open wet cunt like a homing missile. She was wonderfully, gorgeously tight and gripped my rod with her muscles and she was so wet and open that I slid right into her, up to the hilt and she cried out so loud and jerked her body I thought that I must have hurt her.

I stopped and she gasped “Yes!! Don’t stop! You’re in me! Oh, my gorgeous big brother! You’re in my cunt and I’m so wet and it’s filling me and I love it! Now fuck me, hard!”

And I began to stroke in and out, getting faster very quickly and almost with each stroke into her sopping wet pussy she let out a cry. Her hands pulled at my back and her fingers dug into me. She pushed up against me, her back leaving the bed as she thrust up to meet my strokes. Her hands dropped to my ass and she pulled me into her as hard as she could.

The feeling of being inside her was unbelievable. Her young, supple body was so perfect for me that I felt exhilarated like never before. I was in my young sister, fucking her, feeling her hot wet pussy gripping my cock and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.

“Wait!” she gasped, and she raised her legs up over my shoulders, opening her beautiful, hot, wet hungry cunt even more. As I thrust into her she began to tremble and the next two movements into her made her almost scream each time.

And then her fingers were raking my back as she came. She screamed aloud again and I felt my cock become soaked within her as the first huge gush of her juice and cum shot over it. There was so much I thought for a brief second that she was peeing  on me again and then I realised that it was her hot cum enveloping my cock. Her fingers were clawing at my back and again she shot a great quantity of cum over me, buried deep within her. It was enough to take me to the point of no return and even as she  released that second gush of fluid I came myself, spurting  my hot cum into her, once, twice, three times I felt my cock shudder as I sent my creamy spunk deep into her cunt. It was such a tremendous orgasm that I felt my legs and almost my whole body trembling with the ecstasy of  it.

“Yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!” she screamed as her body writhed and jerked  and she  felt my rod deep inside her.

“Oh, fuck, yes! Yes!”

Her eyes were screwed tightly shut and we were both covered with sweat from our passion. Her hair lay damply across one cheek and as she finally began to subside I realised that my back was sore from her fingernails. I started to gently slide back, to withdraw from her, but she let out a guttural “NO!” and gripped my ass again, pulling me into her as she slumped back on the bed, her breath ragged. She slid her legs off my shoulders and lay flat on her back, my own body resting half on her now as I relaxed too.

“Stay there!” she murmured in that guttural growl. “You stay in me! I’ve waited for so long to feel your big cock in me that you’re not moving from there now!”

And we lay, panting, hot, sweaty and I felt her cum and love juices, and my own hot cum, flow against my cock as it slowly subsided within her wet cunt. She began to stroke my back gently, caressing my hips and ribs, up to my neck and back again.

“Oh it feels so good to have you inside me!” she murmured in my ear. “I’ve dreamed of this moment when your hot strong body is next to mine, on top of mine. I love you so much, my brother.”

I managed to pull myself away from her and rolled to lie beside her. I looked into her face, her hair all tousled and damp, and I kissed her gently.

“Sis, you can’t say that. You can’t love me like that. I know you’re not a silly schoolgirl any more, but you just cannot love me that way.”

I paused and she was regarding me seriously and with a tinge of sadness in her eyes.

“Why can’t I?”

“Think about it!” I said with a note of desperation in my voice. “What will happen when we can’t be together? What will happen if I meet a girl and want to have a long, long relationship with her, maybe even marry her and have a family? How will you feel? What will you do?”

There was a silence as she continued to look at me, her fingers now gently tracing along my cheek and round my lips. I thought that perhaps I was beginning to get the message across, that she would stop and think about where this was going, where it could go. And could not.

“Don’t you love me a little bit too?” she whispered in a very small voice.

This was not what I expected at all. I bit back my immediate reaction of ‘no, not like that’ and thought about it.

 

I remembered our growing up times, visiting our grandparents, Christmases and birthdays. I didn’t think about our parents or anybody else, my thoughts were centred on my sister and me, how we acted together as kids, how we behaved to each other. I recalled summers, bathing in the huge plastic pool Dad used to set up in the garden for us when it was hot. Birthday parties in the garden. I remembered her first ‘love’ and how she’d cried when he’d dumped her, and how I’d tried to comfort her. All these nostalgic reminiscences had one thing in common. The feeling of brotherly love I’d had for my sister, all through our years together.  I looked at her sweet, innocent face now, and without moving my eyes my mind looked at her lovely lithe body, her shapely legs and that wonderful dark area hidden beneath those thin panties.

 

Did I love her now like I had done all our lives? And with a heart that was fleetingly as heavy as lead, then fluttering with excitement and exhilaration, I admitted silently to myself that no, I did not love her like that now.  My feelings had changed. I loved her as a woman, a lover,  a fantastic sexual partner who had brought me to heights of ecstasy I had never known with any other girl. I wanted to be next her. I wanted to be inside her wet, juicy cunt. I wanted to feel her arms round me, caressing me, stroking my cock, I wanted to see her eyes full of tenderness as she looked at me and know that she was loving me.

She had remained quite silent as I thought all this, just watching me and waiting. I could see in her eyes her own love, this forbidden and dangerous love,  and the trust that had always been there as we had grown up together. The trust that said, ‘ you’re my big brother and you’ll protect me, not hurt me’.  But I could also see  in her eyes the slight fear and worry of what she would hear when I answered her.

 

Should I end it all now? Should I answer her that I did not and could not love her the way she said she loved me, the way she wanted me to love her? Should I be cruel to be kind, to protect us both? Should I get up from the bed, shower, change, refuse  to be close to her, refuse any sex with her, and turn back from this perilous and dangerous path?

I rolled to lie on top of her again and buried my face against hers. Putting my lips against her ear, I said “Yes, sis, I do love you too. I do love you as a girl, a beautiful, adorable, luscious, desirable girl.

I love you as someone with whom sex is the most fantastic I’ve ever had. Yes, my lovely, adorable little sister, I love you too.”

And her arms went round my back and she held me so tightly I could hardly breathe and I felt her body shudder as she sobbbed once or twice. And I felt relief, and was glad, that I’d admitted the truth and hadn’t tried to hide my true feelings, either from her or myself.  And I knew that now there could definitely be no turning back.

 

She held me like that for a while, kissing me occasionally.

“I don’t know what I’ll do if you meet someone else,”  she whispered. “I don’t want you to, of course.

I don’t want anyone else. Only you. But…….”  She tailed off, then began again. “I suppose it’s inevitable, isn’t it? Maybe I’ll meet someone too, but I don’t think so. I won’t try. But if you do, you will tell me, won’t you? You won’t try and hide it from me?”

And she pushed me away from her so that she look into my eyes again.

“I’ll tell you,” I promised. She nodded, and then hugged me to her again.

“That sex was so good! I told you I’d cum as soon as you touched me. Now I want more!”

She started to push me down the bed until I was level with her breasts and pulled my head against them. She said nothing but she didn’t need to.

Gently I started kissing one nipple and fondling the other breast with my hand.  My lips and tongue circled round, teasing, feeling, bringing her nipple to an incredible hardness through her bra. My fingers gently rubbed her other breast and nipple producing the same result. She moaned a little as her hands stroked my back.

I eased my hands under and felt for the clasp of the bra. She arched her back to give me room and then it was undone, and I gently drew out the straps on each side as I  slid my hands from under her.  Now her bra was just resting on those gorgeous mounds, those full, firm, round, beautiful breasts and I used my teeth to lift the material gently from her,  and with a quick flip of my head it was gone. In front of me her breasts waited, and my tongue and lips went to them, now feeling their softness yet their firmness as I kissed each one, moving from one to another and back again without ever removing my mouth from her warm flesh.

Her hands were everywhere, stroking, rubbing, caressing me, on my back, my neck, through my hair and the moans were coming more often as I aroused her. Slowly I slid down her body, my kisses and licks now covering her stomach, across to her hips and returning, and lower still, reaching the waistband of those erotic, thin pants.

I stayed outside them, kissing her love mound and relishing the feel of her hot skin through them , smooth as it was with not a vestige of hair.

She started to push up against my mouth and her legs opened, inviting me to lie between them. I moved over to rest between her thighs. My imagination had not played me false:- I could feel their heat on either side of my cheeks as I kissed her thighs, licking, tasting, gently nibbling, moving higher and higher slowly, from one side to the other.

I reached the leg of her pants, licked her hot thigh once more, then  ran my tongue from her hip, down, down, following the line of the leg until I reached the softness of her cunt lips beneath my tongue, then I moved to the other side and did the same thing, never touching further than her lips, full and hot.

She moaned louder and pushed up at me.

“Oh, my brother! My lover! My love!  Lick me! Lick me, please! I want to feel that hot tongue of yours licking me out! Lick my clit and make me cum!”

I allowed my tongue to briefly flash across her panties, just brushing her opening and she gasped.  Using only my tongue I gently probed inside one leg, feeling her hot smooth flesh on my tongue as I explored higher and deeper. Then I had to hold back the leg of her pants with my fingers as my tongue tip found the wet gap between her lips and explored further inside……tasting her juices which were saturating her pants and my tongue and lips. And then I reached her button, her centre of ecstasy and she let out a long guttural groan and heaved up at me. I licked her, back, forth, around, up and down and her body started to writhe to meet my movements.  I felt a gush of her love juices and they tasted divine. And then, as my tongue licked and lapped at her clit, she could hold back no longer and I felt her cum join her love juice on my tongue.

“Uh! Uh! UH! Uhhhhhh!” she gasped and spasmed as she came.

I continued licking at her but she pushed me away.

“No! No! Wait!” she gasped, and lay there, her breasts heaving as she sought to regain her breath. I slid up her body and licked her nipples again but her hands went to cover them and she shook her head breathlessly, her eyes closed tightly.

“My sweet love! I can’t! Wait, please!”

So I lay beside her and watched her and thought,  yes, my beautiful sister, you really are something else! Gone was any lingering doubt about what we were doing. Now I wanted her. I wanted to feel that luscious body next to me, beside me, around me, all the time.

“God, that was nice!” she suddenly murmured.

I lay and watched her, a feeling of contentment inside me as I relived her passionate pleasure in my mind. I wanted to be inside her again. I wanted to fuck her until she was totally exhausted and couldn’t move.  And I wanted to take her in my arms and just hold her, doing nothing, just holding her close to me and feeling her body there.  I loved my sister.

No. I loved my lover.

Her eyes opened and she gazed at me.

“I wondered, I thought, often, how you would be in bed,” she murmured.  “I wondered if you’d jump at the chance to fuck me without a thought, but I guessed you wouldn’t want to. At first. And then I wondered, if you did, would you just fuck me without giving me any pleasure, any satisfaction, any climax? But somehow, I knew you wouldn’t.  I knew I would cum as soon as you were in me. But you’ve given me more pleasure than I ever dreamed of.  Your cock in me, your tongue licking me, it was all just……” she shrugged,  “unbelievable. I love you, my brother!”

And her hands went round me again and she pulled me to her, but gently, tenderly, lovingly.

“I must have a rest,” she giggled softly, “but I hope you’ve got plenty more cum in you, waiting to shoot inside me?”

“I have,” I said. “Plenty. And for you, I think I’ll have a lot. Often. I love you too, sis.”

We kissed and then relaxed, lying beside each other contentedly.

“When you’re ready, I am too,” I said after a while.

“In a minute,” she said. Then, “No. Now!”

She reached down and put her hand inside the opening at the front of my pants, holding my cock which immediately started to rise to the occasion. She extracted it and began to wank me again.

“I want this in my ass!” she said. “I want to feel this sliding inside my ass and filling me, shooting your cream into me! But now take these off, “ she tugged at my pants, “so I can feel your balls against me as you fuck me.”

Between us we pulled them down and I kicked free of them.

“Wait!” she said, took them in one hand and massaged herself between her legs with them. 

“I like it when they’re full of my juice, my cum and yours, “ she said. “You’ll have to shoot into them again for me before we’re finished. But first, me!” She pulled her own pants down and kicked free of them, and for the first time in my adult life I saw my sister naked. My eyes relished her body, ravaged her body, as I drank in her smooth soft skin, her long legs, and as she opened them wide again for me, her smooth love mound and cunt lips, wet, gleaming in the light from her own juices and cum.

She pulled at me and rolled me on top of her and I could feel the heat of her thighs once more as I lay between them. She raised those beautiful legs and grasped her own ankles, her cunt now open and so inviting in front of me, so wet and hot that I wanted to thrust my cock, hard again now, into her and pound her into a frenzy. But her rosebud was also there, and my cock twitched and strained harder as she used her fingertips to collect some of her own juice and moistened  the crease between her cheeks and her small round rosebud.

Her eyes gleamed with expectation and her voice was low, husky and sexy.

“Fuck my ass!” she  said. “ I want that lovely hard rod of your flesh in my ass! Fuck me, my lovely brother!”

I hesitated.

“Have you done this before?” I asked her.

“Once or twice,” she answered. “Have you?”

I nodded. “Once. But she didn’t like it.”

“I do!” my sister urged. “I do!  I love to feel my ass full and stretched, and I love the feel of cum shooting in me! But now I want to feel your cock and your cum there!”

I guided  my cock towards her ass, rubbed the tip between her cheeks, then eased up to her rosebud. She murmured, deep in her throat and spread her lovely legs wider. Slowly I thrust my hips forward and I felt her rosebud give as my length started to slide into her.  Her passage was even tighter than her soft wet cunt, and  I knew that it would only take a few movements from me  before I would have to cum. I slid into her, further, further and she moaned and gasped and tried to push back against me, urging me further in.  My cock was now buried deep in her, up to the hilt, and  I could feel the softness of her cheeks against my balls as I paused.  She looked up at me, her eyes shining.

“Yes!” she breathed. “I love it! I can feel that huge shaft in me! It’s gorgeous! Now fuck my hole!”

“Sis, I won’t be able to wait long,” I said. “You’re so beautiful and hot and tight round my cock,  I love being deep in your asshole, but as soon as I move, I shall cum.”

“Good!” she growled, “ but fuck me hard! Hard! Pound into me even if it’s only two or three times!”

I put my hands round her hips and pulled her against me and maybe my cock slid another few millimetres into her, but then I stroked, fast, hard, very hard, my hips banging against the backs of her thighs and ass cheeks as she held her legs up, open wide. My balls slapped against her ass too, and that feeling, her tightness, heat and the sensation of her muscles gripping me as I thrust at her was too much. Three times I pounded my length into my sister’s incredible ass and I could wait no longer and with a groan I stayed deep in her and let my hot cream spurt out and fill her back passage. The wetness from my cum made me want to stroke more, and as I pulled back a little I felt my cock lubricated deliciously by my own cum and pounded at her again twice more, sliding easily in her now, which produced another spasm from my rod and one last gush of cum into her.

She had moaned and gasped with each of my thrusts and as she felt my hot cream enter her she let out small, guttural cries of ‘Oh! Oh! Oh!’.

Completely spent, I gently eased back and withdrew from her. She allowed her legs to fall on either side of me, then moved them together, gripping me between them as she writhed and wriggled on the bed below me.

“So NICE!” she murmured again. “I’m so full of your cum, it’s amazing! I can feel it in me now! Hot! It’s just gorgeous!”

I managed to squeeze from between her legs and flopped on the bed beside her.

“Yes,” I agreed somewhat breathlessly. “Nice! Your ass is lovely! That was just heavenly!”

“Mmmmmmm!” she said and rolled to face me, her arms going round me and pulling me close to her.

“Love you, love you, love you!” she said.

I stroked her hair as I lay, recovering.

“I think,” I said, “that we should have a rest for a while. What about some coffee?”

She nodded. “Good idea. I’ll make some. But only if you promise……”

She tailed off and looked at me mischievously.

“Promise what?” I asked warily.

“To fuck me, suck me, wank me with your fingers, lick me, fuck my ass, and do everything  again. All weekend.”

I nodded. “Yes, I want it too, sis. I want you very much, even now when I’m already spent.”

It was her turn to nod.

“Sis,” I said seriously, “You’re not going to breathe a word of this to anyone, are you? Not even your best friend?”

“Huh! If I told her it’d be all over town in five minutes! No! You’re my secret! Now I can think about, no, now I can remember the feel of your cock in my pussy, your tongue licking my cunt and clit, your big, hot cock in my ass! Now I don’t have to imagine it! I can remember it whenever I want. No, I shan’t breathe a word to anyone.”

“You promise?” I asked again.

“I promise. And you?”

“Sis, I promise. If anyone ever found out, we’d be in such trouble….my God, I don’t want to think about it!”

She noddeed seriously. “Not a word. From either of us. Okay, let’s go and have a drink of something. And maybe a bite, too.”

She rolled off the bed, pulled on her pants again and winked at me. “If your hot cum leaks out of me, I want it to keep it in my pants,” she said,  “so I can feel it, smell it, taste it if I want! And put yours on again.”

I did, and we went downstairs to the kitchen.

 

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The weekend went so fast I wouldn’t have believed it. We sucked, licked, fucked, stroked, wanked, kissed, and then fucked again without stopping, except to regain our strength after each incredible, ecstatic bout of sex. She got her toys and we used them on each other.  The time my hard cock was rammed into her cunt and she thrust her dildo into my hand and told me to fuck her ass with it at the same time, she cried out so loudly as she climaxed that I was sure somebody must be able to hear her. But the windows and door were closed and I smothered her lips with mine to quieten her screams of ecstasy. The  TV remained off,  we didn’t go out,  we ate occasionally, she put some CDs on while we fucked,  but apart from that it was just an entire weekend of  unbridled, rampant, non-stop incestuous sex.

Finally, late Sunday afternoon, we tidied the place up before our parents returned. With one final, last bout of sex,  in which we first licked and sucked each other everywhere, caressed and wanked each other before I pounded her ass again, withdrawing in time to roll her over and enter her wet cunt for one delicious last climax that shot so much cum into her it leaked out of her pussy and onto her thighs which she then proceeded to collect in her pants again, we had to admit that any more would be too dangerous and we showered, dressed, changed the bedclothes and  by the time our parents walked in the door we were sitting demurely in front of the TV, watching a movie.

And of course, after that, it became so difficult, so frustrating  for us both that we took every tiny opportunity to pleasure each other.  If we were in and our parents were out, even for just half an hour shopping, we had sex. At night we usually managed to sneak a quick rub, often enough to orgasm, as we passed each other on the way in or out of the bathroom.  The very fact that we had our secret was enough to make us both want to be with each other, touch each other, fuck each other, all the more. But opportunities were not many, or often, and we made sure we took full advantage of them. And that included the car. Not so comfortable, but we managed once or twice.

Some three weeks after that weekend, in which time we’d managed to fuck each other in a real, unhurried way at home maybe four or five times, I picked up Sis from work in the car one Friday evening and brought her home with me. So, unusually, we both walked in the front door together. Mum and Dad greeted us in their usual perfunctory, but nonetheless affectionate way, and Dad said, “You’ve both got a letter. Same one, it looks like.”

As I was last in I was next to the hall table where post was left. Sure enough, there were two letters, one for me and one for Sis. Both white business envelopes, printed name and address. Local postmark, dated yesterday. I flipped over the envelopes but there was nothing to indicate where they’d come from. Sis came back into the hall to collect hers and looked at it disinterestedly.

“Some sort of crap, probably,” she muttered. She took it with her as she went upstairs to her room. I did the same, thinking that it could wait until I’d showered and changed, whatever it was.

I had just stripped off my shirt and jeans when there was a knock at the door and without waiting for an invitation it was opened and Sis ran into the room. She closed the door behind her and stared at me. She was trembling from head to foot and as white as a sheet.

“Have you opened that letter?” she asked in a hoarse whisper.

I shook my head.

“Open it!”

“Sis, what is it? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost! What’s the matter?”

“Open the fucking letter!” she screamed in that same hoarse whisper.

I grabbed it from the bedside table and ripped it open. Sis had come to sit on the bed beside me and I could feel her trembling.  She  was holding a sheet of paper and she thrust it at me. There was a single sheet of plain white paper in my envelope. The paper had two lines of print on it, no heading, no signature. I read it, then looked at her paper. They were identical.  Sis and I stared at each other.

“Oh fuck!” I said.

I put my arm round her and held her tightly as she started to cry. The letters read:-

 

I know you’ve been having sex with each other. I’ll be in touch.

Late Night TV with My Daughter

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Story "Late Night TV with My Daughter"

This is a true story about a father's growing lust for his maturing fourteen year old daughter. I know what I write about that took place is against the morals of most people but I cannot help but share my most secret sexual experience with others who also struggle to contain these feelings.

Any man with a gorgeous sexy daughter, sister, aunt or even mother is lying if he says he has never had sexual thoughts or fantasies about them. Most dare not act out on those fantasies in fear of rejection or being caught in the act of incest. If there was no chance of prosecution or social embarressment, I'm sure any man or woman would act out on their deepest darkest sexual desires, incest.

My experience begins with

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describing my sexy young 14 year old teenage daughter. Erin has long straight sandy blonde hair about shoulder length, gorgeous blue-green eyes, stands about 5 feet 4 inches tall, weighs barely 100 pounds. She has very smooth skin which tans golden brown very easily. She is very thin, with not an ounce of fat on her sexy little body.

My daughter has this gorgeous mature woman model face. She could very easily pass for being twenty years old but yet she's only fourteen. As her young teenage body developes, she appears more like a woman rather than the young girl she really is. She fills the air around her with pure sexual excitement and she is beginning to realize her effects on every man she comes in contact with.

This is very much a problem for me and every other man who casts their eyes upon her sweet teenage beauty. I've often caught men of all ages stealing lustful glances at her, their eyes devouring every inch of her gorgeous young body and me her father, being a man which her beauty creates the same effect on as with all the others.

In the last two years, Erin has blossomed from a flat chest to a very nice supple B cup. Her hips have widened, her sexy butt is perfectly formed and she is slowly shaping into a very beautiful young woman. This was the start of my problem as although my wife is still very attractive, I found myself starting to take notice of my own daughter in a sexual way. Although I try to fight it, when I look at my beautiful daughter and my cock swells every time.

I'm a thirty-six year old man, brown hair, blue-green eyes and still well built for my age. The small love handles are there but I've heard many women tell my wife how handsome her husband was. I try hard to stay in shape and keep healthy. My sex life with the wife is good but lately, while making love, if I think about my sweet young daughter, it intensifies my orgasm ten fold.

As the days have passed by, I've noticed my daughter's attire getting sexier and more revealing. I just figured she was growing up and to be honest, I was enjoying the view of her soft sexy golden skin as more became visible to my eyes. Erin is simply a very stunning example of blossoming teenage beauty.

I noticed too that if my wife wasn't home, she was just a bit more daring with her choice of clothing, or should I say with her choice of less clothing. It would be nothing for her to prance by me in a loose fitting night shirt and only a pair of sheer skimpy panties. I loved catching glimpses of her sweet little panty covered tush. My cock was practically hard all the time around her now.

She would usually find some reason to bend over in front of me, giving me a perfect view of her sweet little butt. My cock would be rock solid in seconds, but I enjoyed this little sexual game she was playing. I knew as a father, I should tell her to put more clothes on but my raging cock was doing the thinking, not me.

Several days ago, she came in from the pool in this skimpy little yellow string bikini. Now you may ask what's the big deal but in the past she always wore a robe or wrapped a towel around her bottom around me as she left the pool. Today was different, very different and I was pleasantly surprised.

Here she was standing in the kitchen looking in the frig for a drink, bending over slightly as I entered the room. My eight inch cock thickened at the sight of her perfect little globes of butt flesh stuffed tightly in that thin little bikini bottom. Her deep dark golden tan contrasting against the bright yellow fabric of her small bikini was so sexy looking.

For me, a womans butt is the hottest and sexiest sight I can imagine. There is nothing that makes my cock harder than seeing a sweet sexy butt directly from behind and a pussy mound exposed just below it. Erin's pussy mound was encased by the thin yellow frabric of her bikini but it was the ultimate sexual sight for me. My cock was again rock hard in seconds, pressing out against my shorts as I stared at her sweet little ass.

Suddenly Erin turned around and caught me in the act of lusting over her sexy little bottom. "Daddy, do you like my new bathing suit?" she asked as if nothing happened but her eyes moved to my bulging cock and then up into my eyes, smiling as she sipped her soda.

"Your suit looks just fine honey." was all I could stammer out as my eyes devoured every inch of her sexy teenage body.

She placed her soda on the table. She pulled and adjusted her bikini bottoms, revealing more pale white untanned skin to my eyes, almost to the top of her little pussy mound. " I really like how snug this suit fits me. The fabric is so smooth and soft. Don't you think it does daddy? Here feel it."

I knew I shouldn't but, as in a trance, my hand reached out to hers as she pulled the material out slightly. God, I could see down into the front of her bikini bottom, my heart was pounding. I could see the fine growth of her dark pussy hair as my fingers moved within inches of her sweet mound to caress the bikini material she was offering to me to feel.

My fingers trembled with sexual excitement as I touched the yellow fabric only inches from her sweet pussy. "That feels very nice honey." was all I could mutter out as my mouth was so dry.

My thick hard cock was pressing out and I knew she could see the effect her sexy body was having on me as I said, "You're really growing up into a beautiful young lady." as I started to leave the room as I couldn't take it any more. Two seconds longer and daughter or not, I would probably end up raping my own daughter.

"Thanks daddy, I'm glad you you like it." she said in a low tone. She was very happy to see the effects she had on her own father. She felt a deep love and this special connection with her dad.

As I climbed the stairs, I couldn't see anything but my daughter's perfect little pussy and bikini covered butt cheeks in my mind. My cock was throbbing as I entered my bedroom, locked the door and dropped my shorts to my ankles.

I grabbed a bottle of hand lotion from next to the bed, applied a small amount to my huge throbbing hard on, laid back on the bed and for the first time, jerked off while fantasizing about my own sexy little daughter.

My heart pounding with lust, within seconds, I groaned loudly as I shot a huge load of cum into the air, mostly landing on my chest. Some actually flew up and hit my chin. I couldn't remember ever cumming so hard in my life, not since I was a tennager.

I panicked for a second as I thought I heard the bedroom door close and someone outside the bedroom door. I waited a second in silence, heard nothing and then I quietly opened the door only to just barely catch Erin entering her bedroom.

Did she see me or did she just hear me jerking off? Was she standing outside the bedroom door, looking in as I pleasured myself? God, I can't believe I forgot to lock the bedroom door. My mind raced as I cleaned up my cum with a dirty t-shirt and threw it in the hamper.

After that day, it seemed like four or five times a day I would catch my daughter wearing something sheer or very sexy and revealing around me. Whether it was her wrapped in a towel coming from the bath to her room, in one of her sexy bikini's or wearing her long night shirt with a very sexy pair of panties. I was completely enjoying this arousing game she was playing of teasing me.

The last few years, my wife, daughter and I always watched a late DVD movie in the rec room on Saturday night. This Saturday night, my wife was going out early Sunday morning so she went to bed, leaving Erin and I alone to watch our movie.

"Dad, I'm going up to change into my night clothes to watch our movie. I'll be right back down so don't start without me." she said as she scampered upstairs to change.

"Ok honey, I'll do the same." I said as I quietly headed up the stairs behind her all the while again looking at her sweet little butt inside her soft little white shorts.

I entered the master bedroom quietly to her my wife breathing softly in a deep sleep. I quickly slipped off all my clothes and put on a pair of sweat shorts and a tank top. Quietly I left the room and headed back down stairs.

Erin was already down there sitting on the chair as I entered the living room. She was wearing a white night shirt, shorter than most others she had so it left most of her sexy legs exposed. I walked over to the TV and turned on the DVD to start the movie. Erin wanted to watch a scary movie so we agreed on "Ghost Ship".

I sat down on the couch and with Erin on the chair to my left, we began to watch the movie. As the movie progressed, there was a part in the beginning where several passengers were cut completely in two by a snapping cable.

Erin was shocked and scared by this so she quickly moved over to the couch with me. She was sitting to my right and was pressed up against me as we continued to watch the movie. The heat coming from her soft sexy teenage body was very intense and I felt my cock swelling harder.

About halfway through the movie, my sexy daughter fell asleep with her head resting on the right side of my chest. My right arm was resting softly on her side, just below her breasts near her smooth belly. My heart was starting to race as my thoughts left the movie as I gazed upon the young sexy little body sleeping next to me.

I studied her perfectly shaped and tanned legs, from her sexy toes up to the last inch of exposed sexy thigh. I took in every inch of her supple and sexy teenage body. I could look down the top of her loose fitting night shirt and see the swells of her firm young breasts. My heart pounded in unison with my throbbing shaft.

She was so sexy looking and I felt this power come over me as I watched her sleep. I knew I shouldn't, but I just had to touch her. Soon she would be all grown up and I'd never again get this chance. All these deprived sexual thoughts ran through my mind.

What I did next, forever changed my life, as I began to softly caress my daughter's side through the soft material of her night shirt. I listened closely for any slight change in her breathing, nothing.

I became bolder as my hand moved slowly and very softly down her side, across her hips, over the seam of her panties as I soon reached the soft bare skin of her thigh. I traced soft light circle touches on her right thigh. Her skin felt electric to my touch. My cock was rock hard as my sexual excitement was beyond belief.

Still no change in her breathing. Was she sleeping deep enough for me to dare to go further. My mind raced what to do?

"Erin, are you awake?" I asked very softly.

Content with the fact she was sleeping, I grew more daring and slowly moved my hand up, under her night shirt, gently caressing her soft virgin skin. Her skin was so soft, smooth and sexy as I softly caressed my way higher.

Higher and higher I moved my hand, up over her hips as her pink panties came into view as I pushed her night shirt up higher. I could see the pink elastic band of her panties and the side of her sweet little butt cheek. I felt pre-cum oozing from my throbbing swollen cock trapped inside my shorts.

Up over her smooth belly, still no change in breathing, slowly up higher as my hand was now just below her budding breasts. My body trembled with pure sexual lust and the excitement of getting caught but I was too aroused to stop now.

I was expecting to feel the material of her bra but was very surprised to find only naked teenage breast flesh as my hand now gently and softly cupped my daughter's soft right breast. I was now crossing the line from father to that of a man aroused beyond his sexual control.

Her nipple hardened and became erect against the palm of my hand, pushing out. I softly cupped and caressed her smooth soft breast, gently pressing it into my firm hand. Her swollen nipple pressed into the palm of my hand as I softly squeezed the soft tit flesh of my own daughter.

Erin's breathing changed ever so slightly as I continued to knead and squeeze her small young teenage breast. I took her erect nipple, tweaked it and very softly rolled it between my fingers. I froze as she took in a deeper than normal breath of air.

Although she was sleeping, her body was beginning to respond to her father's sexual caresses. I softly and gently caressed one breast, then the other. Her nipples were hard little buds as I rolled them softly between my fingertips.

I needed more, I just had to feel her pussy as I was aroused now beyond caring if she woke up and caught me. All the visions of my sexy daughter from the past few weeks raced through my mind as my hand traced soft circles across her belly down to the elastic band of her sexy little panties.

I stopped just above her panties, caressing her smooth soft belly as my mind raced, should I go further? So far I haven't got caught just caressing her soft little breasts. If I go further and touch her pussy? Oh god, I was so fucking turned on I couldn't stop now if I wanted to.

My fingers flattened against her belly as I slid my hand under the hem of her panties. Slowly I pushed downward, my fingers passed softly over a very light growth of pussy hair as I gently cupped my daughter's pussy mound. I could feel her heat and to my surprise, she was moist as my fingers covered her smooth little pussy lips.

I nearly shot my load as I felt her slick juices against my fingers. I very softly and very gently began to run my middle finger up and down her moist slit. I could feel her labia open as my finger spread her sweet young pussy apart. As I reached the top of her wet opening, my finger now covered in her juices, slid slowly and softly over her erect clit.

Suddenly, she drew in a sharp breath as I froze and halted my caresses. Her breathing was now heavier than before but I was sure she was still sleeping. She moved her body slightly as she spread her legs open a little wider. I could now easily cup and caress her pussy but I waited a few seconds for her breathing to become steady again.

Erin's pussy was oozing with her juices now as I began to gently press my fingers up, around and across her swollen clit. I made a V with my fingers and pushed her erect clit between my fingers. Her hips unconsciously pushed upward as she pressed her aroused pussy into her father's caressing fingers.

Her breathing was getting heavier by the second as her sleeping body responded completely to my sexual caresses. I slipped one then two fingers inside her wet virgin pussy, then pulled them out and up across her swollen clit. She was now so aroused I was afraid she would wake up, but I couldn't stop caressing my daughter's sweet pussy.

Erin moved her body now, twisting her upper torso back onto her side, sliding her head down onto my lap. My daughter's mouth was nearly touching my throbbing cock, with only the thin material of my shorts separating her soft lips from my swollen shaft.

I could feel her hot breath now passing over my throbbing cock. She was nearly panting with sexual excitement as I continued to finger fuck my daughter's sweet little teenage pussy. My hard cock was pressing against her cheek as she panted against it. I was so hard, so sexually excited I thought I was going to cum in my shorts.

My mind raced as she was breathing very hard now. She had to be awake but I couldn't stop. My fingers pushed in and out of her wet little cunt. She was now pushing her pussy hard against my hand and squeezing her thighs together. Her hot breath caressed my throbbing hard cock as I slipped a third finger inside her tight teenage pussy. I could feel her hot breath making the material of my shorts damp as she panted heavily.

Finally I knew she was awake as she moaned softly and said, "Ummmm yesssssssss Daddy. That feels soooooooo goooooooood. Please don't stop, please daddy!"

There was no stopping now, she was awake and had given consent to my touching her. As she laid her head in my lap, her right hand moved up and touched my stiff shaft still inside my shorts. Her dainty little hand rubbed up and down the length of my thick throbbing eight inch shaft as her daddy fingered her wet pussy. She mouthed the length of my rigid shaft as she moaned with pleasure from my caresses.

"Just lay still and enjoy this baby." I moaned softly.

My juice covered fingers found her erect clit and softly rolled and caressed it with my fingertips. Her hips were gyrating, humping up against my fingers as she neared orgasm. I now pressed two fingers as deep inside her pussy as I could and as I pulled out, up and across her swollen clit. I did it again and again, faster and faster, pressing harder each time until she tensed up and shuddered with her orgasm.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhhh yessssssssss daddy. I'm cumming."

I held her dripping wet pussy hard as she bucked and twisted her sexy little body from side to side. She moaned and whimpered softly as her orgasm slowly subsided until she pushed my hand away from her sensitive clit. I couldn't believe what I just had done. How would she react? Would guilt set in and would she push me away? I prayed not.

Erin slowly sat up and looked deep into my eyes, "I love you daddy. I wanted you to touch me for weeks now but I couldn't find a way to get you to."

"I love you too baby. Can you do something for me now?" I asked softly.

"Anything daddy, whatever you want." she replied looking up at me with those sexy little puppy dog eyes. Those eyes I could never say no to.

"Stand up and slowly take off your clothes for me." I asked her.

"Do a little strip tease for your daddy. Please baby." I asked softly.

"Anything you want daddy, just ask." she eagerly replied.

My sexy little teenage daughter stood in front of me and tried to look as sexy as she slowly gyrated her hips. She pulled her night shirt up over her head, first revealing a sexy pair of sheer lace pink bikini panties. Next her tight smooth tanned stomach until finally her sweet little pale white breasts came into view as she tossed the shirt of the floor.

Her tanlines were so pronounced with her dark golden tan. She was a vision of pure beauty as she stood there in only her sexy little pink panties. I motioned for her to turn slowly so I could take in all her young beauty.

"Show me butt honey. Bend over slightly and slowly slide your panties off. Yeah, that's it, arch your back and push your butt out." I commanded.

This was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen in my life. My sexy teenage daughter slowly exposing her perfect little ass, slowly sliding down the pink panties, her sexy thong panty tanlines first then I could see her nearly hairless pussy mound from behind as her panties slid down her long sexy legs to the floor.

"That's it Erin, slid your panties all the way down. God baby, you have one fine lookin ass." my heart pounding with sexual excitement.

"Thanks daddy." she said in only a way a little girl would.

She stood up and again posed for me, slowly turning to show her father a full frontal view of his daughter's perfect teenage body. The view was absolutely perfect as she stood waiting for my commands. I pulled my tank top over my head, lifted my butt off the couch and removed my shorts, exposing my thick hard eight inch cock to my daughter's view.

Erin's eyes grew wide as she viewed my very hard cock close up for the first time. I didn't know then, but she was looking through the crack of my bedroom door when I shot a huge load masterbating over my daughter. I held the thick shaft in my hand, the huge purple head throbbing, oozing pre-cum as my heart pounded. I looked lustfully at my naked teenage daughter standing in front of me.

"Erin honey, please get on your knees." I asked softly.

She had this scared look as she dropped to her knees and moved between my legs, "Daddy, I've never done this before."

"Don't worry honey, daddy will teach you how to give a great blow job."

"Ok, I'll do whatever you want Daddy." she said as she leaned forward, her face now only inches away from her father's throbbing cock.

"Ok luv, hold it by the base and just lick it up and down the sides like an ice cream cone." I panted out lustfully.

She did exactly as I asked, her small little hand replaced mine as she held my cock. She leaned forward and I felt her wet tongue sliding up and down my thick throbbing shaft. Oh the sight was nearly too much. My daughter's perfect gorgeous face, her pouting little mouth, soft full lips and smooth wet tongue gliding up and down my huge purple shaft.

"Oh yeah baby, that's it, make daddy feel real good, uuummmmmmmmm!"

"Now lick all around the head honey, yeah baby, that's it, lick like it's your favorite ice cream flavor!" I moaned out softly.

She stopped for just a second to ask, "Am I doing it ok daddy?"

"Oh baby, you're doing great. Just keep doing what you're doing luv." I said as she gave a big smile as she went back to licking all around the huge purple cock head, down the shaft and back up again. Her confidence was building as she began licking all over my hard cock.

"Ok baby, open your mouth and take the head in between your lips. Oh yessssss, that's it honey." I moaned as she opened her soft lips and I watched the head of my cock glide into her hot wet mouth.

"That's it baby, swirl your tongue around it as you take more of my cock into your mouth. Ummmmm, oh yessss, God you're a natural at this baby."

My daughter, although inexperienced and awkwardly at times, sucked my cock as far into her mouth as she could. It was a sight every man secretly lusts to see, a beautiful teenage woman sucking his cock. This woman, this girl however was my gorgeous 14 year old daughter. I was more aroused than ever in my life as I felt light headed with lust.

"That's it honey, you're making daddy feel so good. Keep it in your mouth and slowly bob your head up and down. Hold the shaft loosely with your hand and let it move slowly up and down my cock as you bob your head.

"Oooooohhhh yesssssssssss, god yesssssssss, that's it!" I moaned softly as she did what I asked her to do.

I let her suck my cock like that and every time I came close to cumming, I stopped her, making her hold my thick shaft in her mouth. Then I let her start again until I knew if she continued, I'd be bathing her throat with my thick juices.

"Ok baby, that's enough. Now it's your turn."

"Was that good Daddy? Did I do it right?" she eagerly asked.

"Perfect hon, you were doing it just perfect!" I said as she smiled from ear to ear.

"Ok baby, sit on the couch and let daddy taste that sweet pussy of yours!" I commanded.

We changed positions as I now got on the floor between her sexy teenage legs. I pulled her legs over my shoulders as I moved in and was staring only inches away from my daughter's sweet young cunt. Grabbing her hips softly, gently caressing with each hand, I firmly pulled her pussy to my mouth.

"Oh my, daddy that feels soooooooo gooooooood!" she moaned as she felt a tongue on her pussy for the very first time.

"Ohhhhhhh yessssssss daddy. Ummmmmmmmmm!" she moaned out as my tongue spread her open and traveled from bottom to the top of her wet opening. She pushed her cunt up hard into my mouth as my tongue thrashed her sweet young pussy.

"Oh yesssss daddy, ohhhhhhhhh god, I cant believe how that feels so good." she moaned.

I pressed the flat of my tongue very slowly and softly across her swollen erect clit. Her hips jumped up as she responded to my touch. She squeezed my head hard between her thighs as I continued to tongue her sensitive clit. Her hips were wiggling from side to side, gyrating as if trying to escape the pressure applied by my tongue, but I held her tightly.

I teased her to the point of orgasm, then pulled back, licking up and down her labia. I inserted two fingers into her tight pussy, feeling the walls of the inside of her pussy quiver as I moved back to her now throbbing clit.

"Oh daddy, yessssssss daddy, there, oh yesssssss, right there daddy, please daddy, don't stop, oh god, oh yesssssssssssss!" she moaned as I flicked my tongue over her clit again and again.

Her hips were moving in every direction as I brought my daughter to the edge of orgasm again and again. I was driving her crazy with lust as she was now just mumbling, grunting and moaning. Her whole body suddenly tensed, she arched her back and pushed her cunt hard up into my mouth as I clamped down on her clit, held it between my lips and wildly flicked my tongue across it.

I held on, mouth covering her pussy, clit between my lips as she moaned and bucked in the throws of sexual orgasm. Her pussy juices flowed out as I savored every drop of her sweet nectar. Her sweet little body experienced the most intense orgasm of her young life, at the hands of her lustful father until she was unable to stand it any longer and she pushed me away from her now over sensitive clit.

She was almost purring like a kitten as she experienced several waves of multiple orgasm. Never in her life did she feel such pleasure. She had touched herself prior to this, let boys play with her boobs and pussy, but this was different, this was so much better than she ever could have imagined.

I let her slowly come down from her orgasm as I moved up next to her on the couch and held her naked young body softly in my arms. My cock was still rock hard and I needed relief soon.

"Wow daddy, that was awesome! I can't believe how good that felt." she said softly into my ear as I held her tightly.

"That's only part of it baby. Are you still a virgin?" I asked passionately.

"Yes daddy. I've wanted to do it and almost did several times, but I never did." she said with this innocent look on her pretty young face. I smiled as I knew I was going to take her virginity tonight.

"Well honey, actually making love feels just a bit better than oral sex. Oh baby, they both feel great but if you like, we can go the next step?" I asked, hoping she would consent to going all the way.

She looked up into my eyes with those big sexy little girl eyes and said, "Yes daddy, I want you to make love to me!"

"Hold on baby while I put a rubber on."

"It's ok daddy, mom put me on the pill months ago. I'm ready and I want you to do it." she asked passionately.

Now it was my turn for a smile from ear to ear. I couldn't believe my ears but I was going to make love to my daughter. I was going to take her virginity, to be the first man to penatrate her sweet young pussy with his cock. My cock once again swelled to it's full thick hard length just thinking about it.

"Ok baby, get on your knees on the floor, grab a pillow to put your head on, arch your back and stick your butt up in the air. Daddy's going to take you doggy style for your first time honey."

She did exactly as I asked, I gazed upon one of the sexiest sights I ever saw as my daughter pushed her sweet ass high in the air as I moved in behind her. Her sweet pussy mound was exposed from behind, lips slightly parted with her juices glistening.

"Ok baby, I'll go slow but this will hurt just a little. Give it a few seconds for your pussy to adjust to my cock. I promise it will feel better once we get past breaking your hymen."

"Ok daddy, go ahead. I'm ready." she eagerly replied.

She took in a deep breath as I pressed my swollen purple cock head into her wet entrance. I gripped her hips, pulled her back as I pressed in harder as I watched my thick purple cock head spread her and slowly disappear inside.

First just the head entered as her tight virgin pussy slowly spread open. I pulled back some, then pushed forward again, going a little deeper each time.

I had about a two inches into her when I felt her hymen. I let her pussy adjust to the thickness of my shaft, pulled back out and then pushed back in to the same point.

"Ok baby, this is going to hurt some, you ready luv?" I asked one last time.

"Oh god daddy, you feel so big like your going to split me in two. Ummmmmmmmmmm. Ok go ahead, I'm as ready as ever." she panted out softly, putting her face in the pillow and closing her eyes.

I gripped her hips firmly, pulled her back hard and with one quick move, broke her cherry and was buried to the hilt inside my daughter's very tight pussy. I just held her there as she cried softly into the pillow from the pain of her breaking hymen.

"You ok baby?" I asked her as she sobbed softly into the pillow.

As the pain passed, she was now overcome with this feeling of being filled up completely as her pussy contracted and squeezed my cock, slowly relaxing to the invading member now deep inside her body.

"Ok baby, it only gets better from here, ready?" I asked softly.

"Go ahead daddy, I'm ready now." she panted out.

I slowly pulled out of her tight teenage cunt, held only the head of my cock inside her, then slowly pushed forward until her soft butt cheeks pressed against my thighs. I repeated the same motions again, very slow and deliberate as her pussy started to respond. I could tell the feeling was getting better for her every second.

"Ohhhhhh yesssssssss dadddy, this feels good now." she moaned.

"Ok baby, hang on." I said as I started to increase the pace, driving deeper on every inward thrust.

Soon I was pulling her back hard into me, thrusting my thick hard shaft deep into my daughter's tight little pussy. I loved the feeling of her soft butt cheeks bouncing off my hips and thighs. I pushed her hips off to the side to change the angle of my thrusts, hitting different nerves inside her pussy, giving her a rush of new sensations.

"Oh god daddy, this feels soooooooo gooooooooooood. Ummmmmmmmm yessssssssssss!" she was moaning into the pillow as I rammed my hard cock deep inside her over and over again.

My cock was swelled as big as it's ever been as the sexy sight of my hot little daughter being impaled on my cock was driving me mad with lust. Her smooth tanned back, small waist, down to her perfect heart shaped ass was a sight like out of a porn movie.

Faster and faster, harder and harder I rammed my thick cock deep inside her. She was moaning into the pillow, muffling her cries of pleasure as her father's thick shaft sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout her young body. She never felt anything so good in her young life.

As I pounded her pussy from behind, I reached around her with my right hand and found her swollen clit. I began rolling it between my fingers and she immediately started moaning louder. She started pushing back in time with every forward thrust I made. Our lovemaking was now in perfect timing as our orgasms were quicking nearing.

Suddenly she tensed up and shuddered as I pulled her back very hard on my cock. As she shuddered with orgasm, I erupted deep inside her, filling her with three huge spurts of cum. She could feel the heat of each spurt as it shot inside her. Her tight pussy was squeezing and quivering around my cock, as if it was milking all my juices out.

As her body shook and shuddered, my juices began to leak out of her pussy and run down the insides of her thighs. As the waves of orgasm began to pass, I pulled my now semi-erect cock from my daughters pussy and sat down on the floor against the couch. Erin just rolled onto her side on the floor, her knees still bent up.

I caressed her smooth little butt and thighs, our bodies covered with lustful sweat. "How was that honey?" I whispered softly.

She slowly sat up next to me and cuddled into my side. "That was so intense daddy. I never thought anything could feel that good!"

"I know honey, it gets better every time. There's so many different positions and ways to pleasure each other."

"Daddy, can we do it again?" she asked softly, looking into my eyes with those sexy daddy please eyes, eyes I could never say no to as she reached over and softly gripped my soft slick juice covered cock.

My reply was not needed as my cock quickly responded to the touch of my daughters soft little hand. As my shaft thickened, she looked deep into my eyes and smiled. We had crossed a taboo line, committed incest and there was no going back now. We would forever be lovers, for many years to come.

 

 

Tanya 2

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                               TANYA  2
 
Tanya and I were strolling, hand in hand, down the supermarket aisle. With my free hand I pushed the trolley and with hers she occasionally dumped things into it as we passed the shelves. It was a blazing hot summer’s day and we were dressed to suit it. I had on only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Short shorts, because Tanya hated those long things that come to your knees or lower that are all the fashion now. She wouldn’t let me wear them. That was fine because I didn’t like them either. A
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fter all, if you’re trying to catch the sun, or get a tan, what’s the point of covering up half of yourself ? So short shorts and nothing else under them. She liked it that way and so did I.
Tanya was wearing one of my shirts. You know the type -  short sleeves but with a tail at the back to tuck into your trousers. Except Tanya wasn’t wearing any trousers. She knew that I adored her dressing in one of my shirts. I found it immensely sexy and erotic to see her bare legs, beautiful legs at that, appearing from under the shirt. It hinted at what remained hidden, something I was intimately acquainted with, but nevertheless, the hint was always there. She wasn’t wearing a bra either, but that didn’t matter because Tanya has the most gorgeous, small, round, firm breasts that stand up on their own without the need for support. Her nipples are large and round and brown and pointed, and right now they were clearly visible beneath the shirt, straining against the confines of the material and offering themselves to whoever may wish to lick, suck, kiss or rub them.  Me.  Evidently they wanted to break free of the shirt and take a peek at the outside world.
The only concession that Tanya, reluctantly, made to society on this occasion was that she wore pants under the shirt. Not often, I hasten to add. Normally, when wearing one of my shirts for me, she wore nothing under it. If we were at home, out in a park, or someplace where there weren’t many people she wouldn’t wear any. This invariably led to us enjoying some sex somewhere, right up to orgasms for us both. We usually managed to find a place where we could pleasure each other and bring each other to climax, no matter where we were.
But even Tanya had to admit, it’s a bit difficult in a supermarket.
So, pants under the shirt, and if Tanya had to collect an item for our trolley from a low shelf, if there were other shoppers around she crouched daintily and demurely and retrieved it. If the aisle was empty she made a point of bending right over in front of me to show me her pants, the tops of her soft thighs, and the  thin line of material that, just, covered her cunt, which was a bit irrelevant as the pants were see-through. She wiggled her ass at me too, when she could. She knew that I enjoyed looking at her body, any part of it, at any time, and she enjoyed reminding me and offering me views at every opportunity.
So we proceeded down the aisle, hand in hand and loving every minute of each other’s company. We had known each other for six months, and our sex life was unbelievable **. She adored me and I adored her. She was quite small, beautiful with a gorgeous figure, long flowing dark tresses of hair, her body was soft and warm and there whenever I wanted it (as mine was for her) and when I was close to her or touching her luscious little body I always had difficulty tearing myself away from it.
She took our sex to levels and heights that most men could only ever dream of. She was clever, quick, intelligent and her eyes sparkled frequently. She was impish and devilish and made every day and every little mundane item in life seem interesting. I blessed the day I met her.
“Davey,” she said, chucking  something into the trolley, “how do you feel about a threesome?”
“Which way?” I asked immediately.
She looked at me. “Either way. A man or a girl.”
I remained quiet for several moments.
“You don’t like the idea, do you?” she observed. “It upsets you to think of another man fucking me.”
That’s another thing I adore about her. More often than not she has the uncanny knack of knowing exactly what I’m thinking or what I’m going to say.
“Yes,” I agreed. “It does upset me. But it worries me more. You have to be careful. What happens if we have a few drinks first and he gets a bit drunk or aggressive? What happens if he’s bigger or stronger than me, loses control and either injures me or incapacitates me in some way and then just attacks you?”
I said this because I knew Tanya’s body intimately and I knew that any red blooded man seeing her as I do, lying on a bed half clothed or naked would not want to just have a blowjob from her or be wanked by her. He would want to fuck her, again and again. No, I didn’t like that idea.
 
** See “Tanya”.
 
Tanya looked alarmed at my words.
“Oh. I hadn’t thought of that,” she said. “You’re right.”
“And anyway, “ I went on, “how do I know that you might not come to enjoy his er—ministrations better than mine?”
“No Davey!” she cried very fiercely, and dropped a packet into the trolley, ran to me and clasped her arms round me, burying her face and her long hair against my chest. She hugged me very tightly.
“No!” she said again, her voice partly muffled. “Don’t you ever, ever, think that or say that again, Davey! You’re mine! I love you! I love you like crazy and I don’t want another man in my mouth or my cunt or even my hand. I adore you and only you, you great stupid lump and don’t ever, ever think I want any other man and don’t ever, ever say that again!”
Her body shook against my chest and I realised that she was actually sobbing. I stroked her hair and her back.
“I won’t, I won’t,” I promised softly. “I adore you too, you know that and I didn’t mean to upset you. I love that you love me, and I love loving you. And that’s what I’m going to do when we get home.”
“What are you going to do?” she asked in her small, muffled voice. She had stopped her sobs but stayed tight against my chest, hugging me for all she was worth. I could feel those beautiful nipples, well, one of them, pressing into my T-shirt and just begging to have some attention.
“I’m going to throw you on the bed,” I began softly. “I’m going to lick and kiss your legs, starting at your feet and working my way up to your knees. I’m going to undo two buttons of that shirt and then I’m going to lick and suck and kiss your beautiful breasts and nipples until they are so hard they hurt.”
And they almost did hurt, because I could feel that luscious point growing harder and pressing even more against my chest.
“And then I shall go back to your lovely legs,” I went on, “and start where I left off, at your knees, licking and kissing your thighs, first one and then the other, getting higher and higher, going under the shirt so I can reach the very tops of your soft, warm, fragrant thighs, tasting your delicious skin and feeling the warmth---“
I broke off as I realised that Tanya’s knees were trembling against me.
“ – the warmth coming from between your legs as my tongue licks higher and higher, finding the edge of your pants and licking round them into your groin, and then across the material to the other side, just allowing my tongue to briefly brush across your cunt inside your pants –“
By now Tanya’s whole body was trembling but she still gripped me tightly and still kept her face buried against my chest.
“And then what?” whispered her muffled voice.
“Then I shall gently pull aside your pants and allow my tongue to brush against your cunt lips again. I shall taste your skin, your heat, your juice as you become wet and it runs out from you and onto my tongue. I shall just probe gently between your lips and find more heat and more juice. I shall drink deeply of it because it is my Tanya’s juice and I love to drink her nectar whenever I can.”
Tanya was now quivering in my arms and her legs were shaking. She squeezed me hard, which I took as a silent sign to continue.
“And then and only then, as I am tasting and drinking your warm heavenly nectar from deep inside your cunt, will my tongue find your button, that tiny place that is the root of all your ecstasy, that magical place that will start a feeling deep within you, and as I lick at your clit and flick my tongue over it, back and forth, your juice will flood out from you into my mouth, the feeling inside you will grow and grow and grow until it explodes out at the height of your ecstasy and you cum and cum and cum.”
As I spoke Tanya suddenly sagged against me, her knees and legs giving way so that I actually had to hold her up. She was breathing very fast and heavily, making a damp patch on my T-shirt and her body and legs quivered and shook against me for several moments.   Tanya had cum.
Maybe a supermarket isn’t so difficult after all.
“She orlright, mate?” came a voice.
I looked round and saw an old man watching us.
“Just a bit weak at the knees,” I said. “It happens sometimes. It’ll pass.”
The old man harrumphed and moved away.
Gradually Tanya quieted down and regained her own feet.
She broke away from me and used a hanky to wipe her eyes.
 
 
“You – you – you!” she stuttered. Words seemed to fail her, very unusual for her.
I reached for her and hugged her gently.
“You absolute fucking bastard!” she murmured. “I don’t believe it!  You – you – you actually made me cum by your words alone. In the middle of a shop! I just pictured it all as you spoke and you made me cum! You didn’t even fuck me! You just described how you licked my cunt and I came! You wonderful, gorgeous, sexy adorable bastard!”
(Couldn’t help a slight smirk at this. Well, wouldn’t you?)
Tanya looked round at the aisle.
“You’ve made me cum into my pants,” she said. “Oh, God, it’s running down my leg.” She gave a sort of wiggle as she rubbed her thighs together.
“Oh, good,” I said. “Then I can lick it off when we get home.”
“Don’t start again!” Tanya said. “Don’t!  But yes, I want you to lick it off  like you often do. Shut up Tanya!” she added to herself.  “Come on, my sweet Davey. We still have shopping to do.”
We moved on, filling the trolley slowly and leisurely.
“I do love the feel of my cum in my pants, “ she said at one point. “All that lovely warm juice. Wish it was yours though.”
“It will be,” I promised.
And after a while she said, without looking at me, “What about a girl, then?”
I stopped and stared at her.
“But then you’re going to have the same worries too. Aren’t you? And you’d be happy with another girl? I mean, you wouldn’t mind having sex with another girl? Or me having sex with another girl?”
Tanya slowly shook her head thoughtfully.
 “Actually, my lovely adorable Davey, I don’t think I would have those worries. Not if we planned it properly. I don’t think a girl could do anything to put me out of action like a man could to you. So, no, I don’t think I’m worried about that. And I have no problem about another girl. I’ve never done it before, but I don’t have a problem with it, and as I know you would love to have two girls in bed and it would give you great pleasure, then it would give me great pleasure too.”
She’s a girl in ten million, is my Tanya.
I pulled her to me and looked straight into her eyes.
“You’re wonderful,” I said, “and I adore you and love you, very, very much.”
She smiled and her eyes melted with the light of her own love in them as she looked at me.
“I know it,” she said, “And you know I do too.”
“And what,” I asked her with a twinkle in my eye, “about the possibility of me ending up preferring her cunt to yours?”
“It won’t happen,” she answered decisively. “And I’ll tell you why. You won’t put your cock anywhere near her cunt. She can wank you, suck you, give you a blowjob, you can even fuck her ass, but if I see your cock within an inch of her cunt, I’ll throw her out into the street just as she is, even if she’s bollock naked. And I’ll deal with you afterwards,” she added darkly.
“Yes sir!!” I grinned, and she grinned too because I knew she meant every word but she wanted to please me without any risks to either of us and that was fine by me and I adored her for it and loved her and I thought hell, she’d probably try to cut the bloody thing off if I didn’t keep my word.
“Agreed?” she asked.
“Yes, my sweet Tanya. If you’re sure you’re happy with the idea, then let’s do it. But I have to say I think you’ll find it very difficult to find someone who’ll agree to this plan. Most women want to be fucked and if I don’t ---aaaahhh! I see.”
Light had suddenly dawned.
“That’s right,” Tanya grinned again. “I will. With my strap-on while you fuck her ass. Or her mouth. Whichever you want.”
I nodded.
“And you really think you’re going to find a girl who’ll agree to all this?”  I wanted to ask about the other wet and dirty pleasures that Tanya and I so often enjoy together but I thought I’d wait a bit for that.
“And as for the other things we do together, Tanya went on,  (see what I mean? Wonderful girl!)  “I agree it won’t be easy but I’m going to try. Leave it to me.”
 
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The next few weeks passed enjoyably, with Tanya and I delighting in all the many and varied things that made up our sex together. In the hot weather we ended up sweaty, wet, and not only from the sweat, dirty, as we both enjoyed that too, and the bond and rapport between us grew and grew each passing day, as did our love  and respect for each other. Both of us knew that neither would ever do anything to hurt the other,  and that made our relationship something very, very special and very strong. It also made our sex incredibly passionate and our orgasms, whether together or separately, were always huge and often exhausting.
A girl in ten million.
Sometimes during those weeks Tanya would make or receive phone calls on her mobile,  and this often meant that she would disappear into the bedroom and shut the door. She always spoke very quietly so that I couldn’t hear a word of the conversation. Once or twice I opened the door to enter the room and she always yelled at me to go away. Another man might have suspected that Tanya had a bit on the side, but I trusted her implicitly and knew that no such thing was happening. She never spoke about the conversations and shook her head if I asked, so I gave that up. Occasionally the aftermath of these phone conversations meant that she looked very glum but even if she did, it never prevented her from doing what she knew I liked in bed, or enjoying my own ways of giving her as much pleasure as she could physically take.
And then, one day, she came out of the bedroom, snapped her phone shut and looked at me, her eyes gleaming and sparkling in that way that always made me want to take her in my arms, kiss her and then take her to bed and spend hours making her groan and cry with pleasure.
“It’s fixed!” she exclaimed.
Just for a brief moment I had to catch up with her, and then I said “Ah! It is?”
“It is!” she said. “I found a girl who agrees with everything we talked about before.”
“She does?”
“She does,” Tanya nodded. “Including the fact that your cock is not allowed near her cunt.”
“She does?”
“She does. And she is happy about our other pleasures. The wet and dirty ones.”
“She is?”
Tanya threw a cushion at me.
“Lump! Yes, everything.”
I wasn’t sure what to say, except for the obvious.
“When?”
“A week next Friday. For the weekend.”
“Oh.”
“Is that okay for you?” Tanya came to me looking concerned. “I can always make another day ---“
“No, no,” I hastened to reassure her. “I was just really surprised that you actually found someone. A week next Friday is absolutely fine.”
Tanya gazed up at me. “It’s fine by me, too,” she whispered.
That night as we were preparing for bed and I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth Tanya came out of the bedroom wearing a cotton top and long cotton pyjama trousers. I had never, ever seen her in such a get-up.
“What the hell is that?” I demanded. I looked her up and down. “Are you cold?”
As the temperature outside at night was still in the middle twenties, this was a ridiculous suggestion but it was the only thing I could think of.
Tanya came to me, cupped my face in between her hands and stared deep into my eyes.
“No, my sweet and lovely Davey. Of course not. I want to make a rule.”
Now Tanya and I have a complete understanding of each other. Neither of us ever dictates to the other. We might demand a special something jokingly, in fun, or during sex, that we want at that particular moment but in our everyday lives we always discussed things and agreed together, compromising if necessary. So Tanya’s request for a rule meant that this was a serious matter that needed my agreement or her compromise.
“Okay, my sweet. What is this rule you want?”
“No sex until she arrives,” said Tanya without hesitation.
“WHAT!” I cried and stepped back to look at her.
  
Never, never, has Tanya ever prevented me from having sex, at any time at home and often elsewhere. She has never had a headache or any other ailment that meant no sex and even that time each month which most people avoid wasn’t completely off-limits to us.
So this was a real shock and it showed on my face.
“I’m so sorry, Davey baby,” murmured Tanya miserably. “I really am sorry. I know it’s a shock but I really want this.”
“But why?” I protested. “Ten days or more without being able to give you pleasure, lick you, fuck you –“
“Stop it!” she cried, looking even more miserable. “Stop it please! You think I don’t want it? Want you? You think I don’t want to give you pleasure all the time like I do? Share pleasure with you like we always do?  You think I’ve gone off you or your sex?  No! It’s nothing like that.”
She cupped my face again and her eyes glistened with tears.
“Don’t be mad, my sweet Davey baby. Please?”
Of course my heart immediately melted. Yours would too.
“Okay, okay,” I reassured her. “I’m not mad. Of course I’m not mad with you. But please explain what’s behind this.”
“It’s simple,” she said softly. “I’ve thought about it quite a lot. I want us both to wait so that when she arrives and we start to enjoy the weekend, we’re both so full of sex that we’re bursting, and we’ll want it so much it should make our orgasms even better than they usually are.”
She paused and searched my eyes with hers.
“Do you understand me, Davey baby?”
As my heart had already melted into that goo that Tanya can soften it into on occasion, I was already lost to her request.
“I understand,” I murmured into her ear as I held her tightly against me. I could only just feel her breasts through that bloody material. But then, that was the idea.
“It was just that the thought of not being able to enjoy you, touch you, caress you, pleasure you, see and hear you explode with your orgasm in front of me was a huge shock. A nasty shock too.”
“I feel the same,” Tanya said, wiping her eyes with her fingers. “I’m going to miss your touches, your kisses on me, your tongue and most of all your beautiful cock, but please agree my sweet Davey. I’m sure we’ll both be pleased later that we did this.”
I cuddled her and stroked her hair.
“Of course I agree,” I said. “I don’t like it, of course, but I understand and I think you’re probably right, so I agree. You have your rule.”
“Thank you my sweet,” she said. “I thought about one last session before……but then I thought that would make it more difficult, so I’ve started it tonight.”
“So I see.”
She paused. “And Davey, one more thing, please.”
I raised an eyebrow, not completely happy that she was adding to the rule.
“No wanking yourself on the quiet, please Davey. No matter how much you want to.”
I sighed.
“I hadn’t thought about that, but I agree to that too.”     
“I love you,” she murmured. “Let’s go to bed. To sleep.”
 
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Of course, the days, and the nights, passed incredibly slowly, as they always do when you’re waiting for something special and nice to happen, made worse because of Tanya’s rule. Oh, we kissed (without tongues) and cuddled  and put our arms round each other, but more than that was strictly taboo. Sitting beside me while watching TV, she would put her arm round the back of my neck and play with my ear, or stroke me, but never touched my legs, thighs or crutch. Either of us could arouse the other in any number of ways and usually did so whenever and as often as we could. But now there was none of this. Tanya wore demure clothes, shorts so that I couldn’t see the tops of her thighs or her cunt, leggings that refused to hint at what lay beneath, and tops that restrained her breasts (as much as they could) and partly hid her wonderful nipples. I hated it.

 And at night she wore those revolting cotton pyjamas, and whereas she would normally sleep in just her pants, cuddled tight up against me, one of legs between mine so that she could feel my cock and balls on her thigh, (so she told me) and her head and long, thick  flowing hair on my chest, now she moved as far away as possible to the other side of the bed, her back towards me. So I couldn’t even enjoy the wonderful sensation of either her cunt nestling against my thigh, or the cheeks of her lovely tight, round, firm ass pressing against my cock either.
Sometimes, if Tanya had been kneeling above me and lowered herself onto my cock for our final  orgasms, she would just lean forward and rest the top half of her body on me, my cock still nestling inside her hot wet cunt, and she would doze off in that position. Only when my cock dozed off itself and left her tight wet hole of its own accord would she stir and lie beside me in  her normal position. I missed it all like hell!
If I am hard during the night I often wake to press my cock against her and caress her, which usually wakes her too. But now I couldn’t do anything like that and had to force myself to go back to sleep.  A few kisses, a quick cuddle together and then “night-night” was all there was. I hated every bloody minute of those days and nights.
But eventually the Friday morning dawned, as it does, and we cleaned around the house in preparation for our visitor, went shopping and returned home to await her arrival. After putting the shopping away, Tanya turned to me and gave me a huge hug, like the ones you get when you haven’t seen your lover for a long time.
“Thank you for being so understanding, sweet Davey,” she said. “I know it’s been very hard, for me too, but now it’s finished, the rule stops and we can enjoy each other again.”
“Yes, it has been bloody hard!” I agreed somewhat waspishly. “I hope you don’t ever want to start a rule like that again. I shall say no.”
“Don’t think I could put up with it either,” Tanya agreed.
“So is there anything special you want me to wear this weekend?” I enquired.
Now I should explain that Tanya and I have a very extensive wardrobe, of outer clothes of course, but also of underwear for our own pleasures, mostly chosen by her. I hate nearly all men’s’ underwear and refuse to wear it, which explains the short-shorts-and-nothing-else in the supermarket. Fortunately, Tanya also has the same dislike of it. Cotton boxer shorts which hide everything and don’t show the contours of what’s beneath clearly, with a hole in the front from which to extract your cock (for whatever reason)?  Horrible.  Thick, cotton material which restricts and often itches? Positively medieval. And as for Y-fronts! As Tanya put it to me:- ‘you have to pull aside one piece of material one way, then another piece the other way just to get inside them. Ugh! It’s like fighting your way through a maze!’
And I hate having my cock and balls restricted inside any clothing. Y-fronts grip you as if determined that your cock will never see the light of day.   Like a bloody chastity belt. Some boxers do this too, but I do have one or two pairs of soft, micro material that stretches, and so does free my cock to go up or down as it wishes and does show what there is if I wear them. Not often though. And neither do I like lace pants or bra on a woman. It’s often thick, and rough on the lips and tongue if I am licking through it.
So Tanya usually chooses our underwear, always thin, soft material, stretchy and if possible always see-through or nearly so. We have all types of shape, size and colours. Tie-ups, side ties, silk, satin, thongs, G-strings, big pants, but they all have the same thing in common. They act like a second skin and show the contours of whoever is wearing them, or they are loose fitting, (usually for me) or they  stretch to allow complete freedom underneath.  She always buys two pairs of pants, one for her and one for me and very occasionally a matching bra for her if she really likes the style. The first time she saw me wearing pants like this, my own, she evinced no surprise but cooed approvingly and murmured that she liked that very much. So we share our pants and she often chooses what she wants me to wear round the house or if we are going to bed.
Tanya also has several short, elastic mini-skirts of the same stretch material. They’re not see-through but they’re soft and pleasurable to touch. Some are shiny. But they’re short! When she first wore one for me she asked if I liked the miniskirt.
“That’s not a mini-skirt, it’s a manhole cover,” I told her. She burst out laughing and the name stuck. She doesn’t wear one outside much, except in the garden, because if she sits in front of me it immediately reveals everything and rides up to cover just one inch of her thighs, and if she bends over it does the same thing, riding up to cover about the top two inches of her ass cheeks. 
  
Those miniskirts are short!! Very occasionally she would put one on if we went for a walk in the evening twilight so that other people couldn’t really see what it was, (or almost wasn’t),  but she always wore pants underneath. She would have been arrested if she hadn’t. And of course I knew if she went out  dressed like that that she wanted us to have sex outdoors somewhere.
Now Tanya pondered my question.
“Um – yes. Let me think about it. Shall I wear a shirt?”
I nodded. “Please, my sweet. You know what it does for me.”
“Oh, I know!” she said lasciviously. “No bra?”
I shook my head.
“I am aching to caress and suck and lick your lovely breasts and nipples,” I said. “No bra.”
Tanya put her hands over her ears in mock horror.
“Stop it! Stop it! It’s not Friday evening yet!” But she smiled as she said it and I took her into my arms and hugged and kissed her.
“I love you so much,” I said. “You’re just incredible. I feel so lucky to have you. You could have chosen any man you wanted in the world.”
Tanya gazed into my eyes, her lips mere inches from mine.
“But I didn’t,” she whispered. “I chose you, you lump, you lovely wonderful, caring lump. I chose my sweet Davey, with your strong arms, your loving heart, your gorgeous cock and balls and ass, who turns me on and makes me cum, even with just words, never mind your caresses, your touch, your tongue or the lovely feeling of your cock in my ass or my wet cunt or the feeling of your cum shooting on my face or the taste of your cock and your cum in my mouth or ---- “
“Hey, hey, hey!” I protested. “That’s not fair!”
She leant forward and kissed me, her tongue for just a brief moment flicking between my lips and into my mouth before she pulled away again.
“I know!” she said impishly, “But lovely!” and she danced away from me and disappeared into the bedroom to sort out clothes.
 
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And at seven o’clock the doorbell rang.
We looked at one another.
Tanya raised an eyebrow at me.
 I nodded.  “And you?”
It was her turn to nod firmly. “Absolutely sure.”
So she opened the door.
“Hallo,” she greeted the girl standing there. She was carrying a small hold-all.
“Come in. Davey, this is Toni.”
Toni stepped up to me and planted a kiss on my cheek, then on Tanya’s.
“Hallo Dave.”  (Not Davey.) “It’s very nice to meet you and thank you both for inviting me.”
Tanya smiled and gestured her to come inside. I sensed that she was watching me very closely.
“You’re very welcome,” I said. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”
And it was.
It was more than a pleasure. It was a positive delight.
Toni was a little taller than Tanya, but still shorter than I am. She wore a V-neck top which showed the curves of her breasts, bigger than Tanya’s but firm and round, a short flowery skirt which swished and swirled as she walked, occasionally flashing a tantalising glimpse of thigh, and flip-flops on her feet. Her legs were longer than Tanya’s but beautifully proportioned and smooth. They were very brown, as were her face, arms and hands. Her hands were slim, with long tapering fingers and I had a quick vision of them curling round my hard cock. Her face was elfin like, longish, with big round eyes, a petite nose and luscious lips that bore no hint of lipstick. But her hair was the biggest surprise. It was dark, and she had it cut very short, like a boy’s,  and styled like that too. She had an innocent air about her, she looked very young and she was absolutely gorgeous.
I sensed Tanya’s eyes on me.
“Come in,” I invited, gesturing to the sofa.

We made ourselves comfortable. Toni sat in an armchair opposite Tanya and I on the sofa. Her flowery skirt rose just high enough to show her brown thighs and I had to tear my eyes away. I offered to get drinks. When we were settled Tanya cleared her throat.
“Toni,” she began, “We both want you to understand that while you’re here this weekend, our home is your home. We’ll show you round in a minute, but if you want anything, food, drink, TV, just help yourself. Please don’t feel that you have to ask us for anything. We hope that you will feel completely relaxed and comfortable with us. Whatever we’re doing,” she added significantly.
“I feel relaxed already,” Toni said, her eyes glancing from me to Tanya. “I’m sure I’m going to enjoy every minute with you both.”
But she was looking at me as she said it.
Tanya stood up.
“Bring your drink and we’ll show you round.”
We took Toni round our house and she stopped now and again to look at pictures or photographs or to admire some little gew-gaw that we’d acquired. She often looked at me and smiled and once she winked at me. I knew Tanya was watching me watching her looking at me and she must have seen the smiles and maybe the wink and I thought are we going to have a problem after all and I thought about Toni and imagining what lay beneath the skirt and the top, thinking about her cunt and whether it was small, big, tight or not, her ass and her breasts, how her mouth would feel surrounding my cock and how it would feel to slide my cock inside her cunt or her ass and whether she would be very wet like my Tanya is but of course that was off-limits and ---
“And so there you are,” came Tanya’s voice and we were back where we started. Tanya gestured to another door. “That’s our spare bedroom,” she explained. “You could leave your bag and stuff in there, and of course the room is there for you if you want it.”
“I shan’t want that room,” said Toni firmly. She was looking directly at me as she spoke. “But I will dump my stuff there.”
She picked up her bag and went into the bedroom.
Tanya whispered fiercely into my ear.
“She fancies you like mad!” she said. “Did you see her looking at your cock?”
I could hear the sound of the bag unzipping in the other room and rustlings as Toni extracted her belongings.
“I’m staggered!” I told Tanya. “She’s gorgeous! She’s lovely! How the hell did you manage to find her?”
Tanya grinned at me.
“You fancy her too,” she accused me, but in fun. “I knew you would. Wouldn’t have been much point in it if she’d been fat and lumpy.”
“You’ve met her before,” I accused in return.
Tanya nodded.  “Yesterday in a coffee bar. We had a long talk and got to know each other and talked all about this weekend. I knew you were thinking about licking her and fucking her just now. I knew exactly you’d fancy the pants off her.”
“And you’re not worried?”
“Nope.” Tanya shook her head. “You know I trust you and we have our agreement. I know very well you’d like nothing better than to slide your cock into her cunt and feel how wet she is and fill her full of your cum but you’ll have to be content with her mouth and her ass.”
“How do you know she’ll  take me in her ass?”
“I know,” Tanya replied. “We talked. There are only two taboos. She’s not allowed to call you Davey.”
I knew this. Tanya had coined the name Davey for me and no-one else was allowed to use it. If she introduced me to anyone she did it as Davey, but if the person responded by saying ‘hallo Davey’ she would immediately say, ‘his name is Dave,’ and the tone of her voice and the gleam in her eyes made it crystal clear to everyone that this was her name for me, and hers alone.
“Her cunt is the only other taboo. But you can lick it!” she added devilishly. “I want to watch! And I have a big surprise for you!”
I couldn’t imagine what other surprise Tanya could possibly present me with after Toni but as she is a girl in ten million, if she said she had a big surprise, she would have one.
Toni returned from the spare room.
  
“It’s a lovely room,” she said. “It’s a lovely home and you are both lovely people and I think you’re very lucky to have each other.”
She was again staring straight at me as she spoke and she added, “I’m sure I’m going to enjoy this weekend and have a wonderful time with you.”
“Yes, and I think –“ (I very nearly said ‘I’) “-- we’ll have a wonderful time with you,” I answered her with a smile.
Tanya watched this interplay with a smile playing on her own lips.
“Well, I’m looking forward to it,” she said and grabbing my hand she led me over to Toni where she put one arm round her, the other round me and proceeded to kiss my cheek, then Toni’s, took one of my hands and placed it on her own breast and her hand on one of Toni’s.
Toni grinned at us and took my other hand to her other breast. Her own hand went straight to my crotch and rubbed me through my clothes, just long enough to start an immediate hard-on, then left me and slid her cupped palm between Tanya’s legs and rubbed her too.
“Oh, I think we’re all going to have a really wonderful time!” she said to us both.
 
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Tanya cooked us a meal and as she prepared it she would pause and come to me, hug me and kiss me, deep kisses with our tongues thrashing together, rub my cock through my clothes and then return to her cooking. The next time she would go to Toni, kiss her the same way and caress her breasts and rub her between her legs. We were fully clothed and all this was done outside them. She never tried to get my cock out or go inside Toni’s top or under her skirt.
We opened a bottle of wine and sipped away as we both watched Tanya’s expertise in the kitchen.
(A girl of many talents she is, but you know that.)
We talked small talk about this and that, none of us asking any personal questions. It didn’t bother me and I suspected the girls had asked all the personal and intimate questions they wanted at their meeting.
At one point Tanya looked round from her cooking at me, then at Toni.  “Feel free,” she said.
Toni looked at me and a smile appeared on her lips. It reached deep into her eyes and she came towards me and threw her arms round me, pressing her lips against mine and then forcing her tongue into my mouth. She tasted sweet and delicate, and I felt her nipples harden beneath her top. Her hand went to find my cock again and she massaged it and rubbed it and cupped her palm beneath my balls, all outside my clothes, as she gently caressed them.
Our tongues continued to explore each others mouths. My hands went behind her and pressed against her ass, pulling her hard against my hardening cock, then pulling the cheeks of her ass apart gently to signal that I wanted that too. She pressed herself hard against me as if she wanted me in her cunt there and then.
“Feel my pants,” she whispered as she finally released her passionate pressure on my mouth.
She backed off from me a little to allow me room to slide my hand down the front of her skirt. My fingers followed the contour of her love mound, slowly inching down and round, beneath her and between her legs. The bottom of the skirt passed my fingertips and I was caressing her pants, right between her legs, feeling the soft lips of her cunt as they parted slightly to invite me in. To my huge delight her pants were soaking wet. I rubbed them gently and my finger found her clit through the material. She made a little guttural noise and pulled away from my hand.
“Oooo! I’ve been waiting for that!” she gasped. “Ever since I arrived!”
I looked across at Tanya. She was smiling broadly, watching us, and her hand was between her own legs, massaging herself through her clothes.
“The sooner we eat, the better then!” she laughed.
Small talk continued through the meal. Tanya had (carefully?) positioned us so that the girls sat on either side of the table with me at the end. Both of them let their hands fall on my thigh beneath the table now and again, rising higher until they reached my crotch. At one point I had a hand on each thigh and their fingers must have met because they stopped, looked at each other and smiled. A second bottle of wine was demolished between us, just enough to loosen any last reservations (I don’t think there were any, for anyone) but not enough to make us sleepy or affect our libidos.

And after so long without touching or fucking my beloved Tanya, or even a wank, my own libido was at bursting point. I didn’t care whether it was a cunt, an ass or a blowjob but I knew I wanted release from the pressures inside my balls as soon as possible. It was just short of being actually painful.
We helped Tanya clear away, wash and dry, and returned to the living room.
Toni looked at me with that look again.
“I’m going to go and choose what to wear,” she said. And to Tanya, “D’you want to come and help?”
“Absolutely!” Tanya agreed. “And Davey can go and get ready too.”
I took this as an instruction to go into our room and get ready. Tanya and I had already decided what I was going to wear, although she wouldn’t let me know what exactly she had chosen for herself.
“You’ll see,” was all she would say.
So I obeyed her instruction, went to the bathroom to shower, shave again and clean my teeth (nothing worse for a woman than a rough stubble against her thighs or bad breath!) and then went to the bedroom to get dressed. I waited there, knowing that Tanya would come in when she could. I heard the sound of the shower again and Tanya appeared at the door.
“Okay, Toni’s showering,” she said. “She’s really got the hots for you. Can’t stop talking about you. Didn’t even touch me when we were alone in her room. She really wants your cock in her cunt but she’s promised again not to.”
“Oh, but you’re a hard mistress!” I said to her jokingly in my best Shakespearean voice. “How can you be so cruel as to tantalise me, excite me but not let me----“
“Shut up!” she laughed. “She’s nice though, isn’t she?” she added seriously.
I nodded first  and then shook my head.  “She is that!” I agreed fervently. “And I marvel at how you found her. Apart from a lovely figure and body she has a nice personality too.”
“Important!” Tanya wagged a finger at me. “Don’t want a dumbo or a slut. It would spoil everything. Now go away while I get ready myself.”
I was ushered to the door and it was closed firmly behind me. I went to the kitchen and poured the last drops of wine into a glass. I heard Toni leave the bathroom, pad across to her room and the door close.
I’m abandoned! I thought. The shower ran again as Tanya used it. I let my mind wander about the evening ahead, the weekend ahead. I thought about my beloved girl, what I would do now that her bloody awful rule had been abandoned, and my thoughts drifted to Toni. I really did like her and wanted to do everything to her that I did to Tanya. But despite this, there was always the feeling in me that Tanya was mine;- very, very special to me and would remain so, no matter who was with us or what we may do to each other. I loved Tanya with all my heart and even a weekend with another girl joining us wasn’t going to be enough to damage that. Tanya knew it too, and that’s why we both felt that this weekend was going to be incredible, hedonistic, and utterly, indescribably sexy and erotic. We both knew that our orgasms were going to be mountainous, unbelievable, the stuff  dreams are made of and I thought that Toni probably felt much the same way as we did.
“Have you shaved?”
“What?”
Tanya was standing at the kitchen door, wrapped in a fluffy bathtowel on her way back to our room. I felt my face.  “Smooth as—“
“No.”
“Oh. I see. Yes.”
I should explain. I hate hair round my cock and balls. I shave there regularly and keep myself, well, as smooth as a baby’s bottom. Being shaven heightens all the feelings in that area. Whether it is cool fingers, a gently grasping hand, cunt lips, mouth lips or a delightfully tight ass, anything surrounding a cock or balls devoid of hair is more erotic, more noticeable and a hundred times more enjoyable.
(No? Try it sometime.)
So I kept myself clean shaven at all times, and Tanya was just checking that I was as smooth as I could be. She loved me that way too, but the first time she had seen me naked she had paused in surprise.
“Are you normally like that?” she had enquired.
I told I was, and didn’t she like it?  
“I’ll tell you later” was her reply, and afterwards she said yes, she loved it and don’t  let any hair grow there again.
“Suits me,” I’d agreed. (Suits you too, sir! Go on. Try it.)
But the one thing that Tanya had consistently refused to do was remove her own pubic hair. I had asked her more than once to try it but she wouldn’t. She couldn’t say why, she just wanted to stay the way she was. Despite her thick, long, masses of flowing hair, (Tanya has Mediterranean blood) her pubic hair was fine, soft and downy, unlike the stiff, hard curls that men and most women have. Wire wool, I call it.  She didn’t have a lot and what she did have was so soft it was delightful to kiss or touch or lick. She had just enough to cover her love mound and the tops of her cunt lips. Just enough to retain my hot sticky cum if I shot over it so I could lick it off afterwards and then insert my tongue into her mouth so she could receive it properly and enjoy ----
“Good! You’re in a reverie again.” Tanya brought me back to earth. She vanished and then her head reappeared round the door. She looked at me and what I was wearing approvingly.
“And you’re lovely!” She blew me a kiss and disappeared into the bedroom.
 
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I waited patiently and finished the last of my wine.
Eventually I heard Tanya call me. I went to the bedroom and closed the door behind me. She was sitting on our bed wearing one of my shirts again, a pale lilac one, and under that she had on one of her short manhole covers. A black one made of some slightly shiny, soft material. The same type as the one she had asked me to wear. No bra, of course, and she opened her legs a little to show me that she had on one of my favourite pairs of pants, completely see-through, pink, very thin and very stretchy so that I could manipulate them however I wanted. So apart from the shirt, we were dressed identically. She likes to see me in her manhole covers sometimes and I have no problem with it. (Why should I? It’s just as erotic for her to see me sit or bend down as it is for me to see her. It gives her pleasure so why should there be a problem?)
“Aaahhh!” said I, somewhat foolishly. “Very nice!”
“Are we ready to call Toni?” she asked.
I nodded.  “I certainly am,” I agreed.
“You lecherous lump!” she chuckled. “God how I want you! How I want your tongue and your cock and to suck your balls and taste your cum and have it all over me and feel you and me wet—“
“Enough!” I held up my hand. “Are you trying to make me cum in my pants?”
She made a little moue.  “You did it to me,” she pouted. Then, seriously, “No I’m not. I’m teasing you and hinting at things to come, excuse the pun. I don’t want you to lose a drop of that delicious creamy hot spunk in your pants. Well, not yet, anyway.”
She stood.  “Let’s go.”
We went to the spare room and knocked.
“Come right in,” came Toni’s voice.
Tanya opened the door.
 
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Toni was sitting on the bed, facing us.
She wore only a matching bra and pants. The bra was front fastening, I noticed, - always helpful. They were not see-through, but they were thin and showed firstly the shape and size of her breasts which were quite big but looked firm and rounded, and her aureoles, a darker brown, large and shaping the material of the bra round them, and her nipples, hard and pointing outwards inside the fabric. Her pants clearly showed the outline of her love mound and she leant back and opened her legs to give us a view of what lay below. Her cunt lips pushed out the material of the pants leaving a dark area between them which could only be the entrance to her cunt itself. She trailed one finger between her lips and as she did so I actually saw the size and shape of her clit for a brief moment, much bigger than Tanya’s.
Her hair, freshly washed, shone dark and gleamed in the light, brushed upwards like a boy’s. But the most erotic thing I noticed were the hold-up stockings.
  
Now I like suspenders and stockings as much as the next man, but hold-ups are my special favourite. They hide, but they reveal. They’re sexy, erotic and a turn-on. You can kiss and lick thighs and proceed towards the ultimate place without having to fumble suspender straps out of the way. They can be left in place or peeled delicately and sensually down. They suggest naughtiness, forbidden pleasures, ultimate orgasms. I love hold-ups!
Toni was wearing black ones, also my favourite colour and she brushed her fingers slowly up her thigh, across the elastic top and up to her cunt.
She looked at us both.
“Will this do?” she asked quite innocently.
I looked from one to the other.  “You’ve planned this,” I said accusingly.
Tanya slipped an arm round me.  “Only slightly,” she laughed.
To me, that was about the same as the expression ‘slightly pregnant’.  Meaningless. The girls had obviously put a lot of thought into this and I loved it.
“Toni, you look absolutely fabulous,” I said with sincerity. “You’re beautiful, you have a superb figure, a nice personality, but above all you look incredibly sexy and desirable.”
“Why, thank you, kind sir,” she replied and fluttered her eyes at me.
“And I love the miniskirt and pants you have on,” she added, and I realised that in her position on the bed she could see up my skirt. “I do love a man wearing sexy things like that,” she added breathily, brushing her fingers once more over her cunt lips. I saw a tiny glistening drop on her pants as her finger moved on. “Tanya, you have a wonderful taste in sexy underwear for you and your man.”
She stood up and held out both hands towards us.  “Shall we move to your room?”
And we did.
Tanya led the way, releasing me and leading Toni by the hand into our room. Once inside, as I closed the door, cocooning us in our own little private, hedonistic world, she turned and pulled Toni to her, fiercely kissing her as her hands caressed Toni’s breasts. I could see that both were tasting each other’s tongues and mouths. Toni’s hands went behind Tanya and she stroked and massaged Tanya’s ass, pulling her tightly to her. Their faces parted slightly and their tongues came out and licked and slurped at each other’s faces, covering cheeks, noses, eyes and throats with wet, luscious movements.
Tanya leaned down and licked at Toni’s breasts, covering them with the same wet kisses, making the fabric wet and slightly transparent. She took one nipple between her lips and sucked it gently. Toni threw back her head and let out a long drawn-out breath. Her hand went to Tanya’s breast and she caressed and fondled it through the shirt. The nipple hardened and stood out inside the fabric.
Tanya stroked one hand between her own legs. I knew she was collecting her love juices on her fingers and she held her hand up to Toni’s lips inviting her to taste. Toni obliged, running her tongue over Tanya’s fingers and the palm of her hand, greedily tasting Tanya’s juice.
Watching this made me hard, but I didn’t want to intrude on their lust and evident enjoyment of each other. I put my hand under the skirt and grasped my cock through the material of my pants. I began to stroke gently, loving the feeling of it and loving the sight of these two beautiful, adorable girls turning each other on.
They both sank onto our king-size bed and lay together, still caressing, kissing and licking at each other. Toni’s hand was between Tanya’s legs, rubbing her and collecting more of her juice which she then licked from her own fingers every now and then. With her other hand she motioned me nearer.
I stood beside the bed and Toni pushed my hand away from my cock and took it herself, not going inside my pants but rubbing, squeezing and stroking it. Tanya moved on the bed, gently rolling Toni onto her back.  She moved between Toni’s legs and started to lick her thighs and legs. Toni’s eyes closed and she moved her hand to cup my balls extending one finger beyond them to stroke that area between them and my ass, one of the most erotic places I have.
Tanya’s petite ass was in the air and I stroked it and rubbed it, my finger tip following the crease between her cheeks, finding her hole and pressing the fabric gently into it. By now Tanya was at Toni’s cunt, licking her thighs and groin and occasionally flicking her tongue over her cunt lips. I could see that Toni’s pants were soaking wet. I moved my hand round Tanya’s ass to find her own wet cunt and her pants were wet too. I tasted her nectar on my fingers and then gently stroked Tanya’s masses of hair, gently easing her head away from Toni.
 
She paused, knowing what I wanted. My fingers traced the outline of Toni’s cunt lips, the pants wet to my touch. My fingers collected as much of Toni’s juice as I could get, briefly brushing across her clit inside the pants and making her jerk with a sudden frisson of excitement. I tasted Toni’s juices,  thicker than Tanya’s, almost like a thin syrup, deliciously sweet with her own individual flavour, and tasting slightly of her shower, slightly of her piss. It was heavenly and I thought that I would love it when Toni wet herself later.
Tanya was flicking her tongue across Toni’s cunt and clit. Toni leaned over towards me and lifted the skirt. Her lovely lips opened and she began to kiss my cock through my pants, running her tongue right from the very base up to the tip, using her hand to pull my cock towards her, still inside my pants. Her lips closed over the tip and I felt her tongue explore round and round, especially at the back, making me strain towards her. I wanted to push myself deep into her mouth. She let me in a little more and I felt her sucking me.
I thought I’d better stop it there because I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled back from her mouth. I bent over and kissed her face, duplicating Tanya’s earlier motions as I covered her face with my tongue, finding her mouth at last and thrusting my tongue deep inside. Toni responded equally, our mouths and faces becoming completely wet as we enjoyed the taste of each other. I felt Tanya’s hand cup my balls and stroke them, moving up to my cock, stroking me and wanking me as Toni had done. Then she pulled down the waistband of my pants and released my cock to her grasp. She held it tightly, wanking me a little faster.  I left Toni’s sweet, delicate, soft face and moved round behind Tanya. Pulling the top of her pants down a little I thrust my cock into them, rubbing the tip over her cheeks and then tracing the crease, down, underneath and then rubbing the tip across her soaking wet cunt. My cock was covered with her juices and I moved it back up a little to find her rosebud. I pushed gently at it, not wanting to fuck her yet, but enjoying the feeling as it opened a little each time I thrust forward. And each time I did so, Tanya’s whole body also moved forward a little which meant that each time I thrust at her ass hole her tongue flicked and licked at Toni’s clit that little bit harder.
Toni began to make a deep guttural ‘Uh!’ each time Tanya’s tongue met her clit in that way. She began to arch her back each time to meet Tanya’s tongue thrusts. I would have preferred to change my tactics because I didn’t want a drop of cum to escape me till I was ready, but I continued those short gentle thrusts since it was apparent that Toni was close to cumming.
And then there it was, Toni’s first orgasm and she let out a long, long “Oooorrrrrrrrrr” as she came. Her back stayed arched in the air with her eyes closed and Tanya continued to lick her feverishly, prolonging the climax as long as Toni could bear it. I moved away from the danger area and went back to Toni to gently kiss her face and lips as she sank back on the bed. They were delicate, gentle, loving kisses and her eyes opened and she smiled at me  before closing her eyes once more.
Tanya left her position between Toni’s legs and knelt up on the bed facing me. Her face was dripping wet, some of it from her own licking and some from Toni’s love juices. Tanya licked her lips and smiled. I moved to her and licked her face, savouring the mingled tastes. I collected as much as I could on my tongue and then kissed Tanya on the mouth, pushing my tongue inside so that we could both enjoy the taste of Toni’s cum.
As we finally separated she mouthed words at me;- “Love you!”
She motioned me and lay back herself on the bed, beside Toni. I knew she wanted me to lick her out and I positioned myself between her open legs,  doing what I love doing and what I know Tanya enjoys immensely.
I’ve been told, not only by Tanya, that my tongue and the way I use it, possesses a certain  -- er—quality. I’ve no idea what that quality or qualities may be, it isn’t extra long or fat or thin or anything as far as I can tell, but it seems that when I use it the way I love to use it, between a girl’s thighs and legs, my tongue acquires these magical extra aspects that, well, they seem to like rather a lot. Whatever that quality may be, it works.
So my tongue began its work, kissing and licking at Tanya’s thighs, making the skin wet and glistening as I enjoyed every minute of giving pleasure to my girl.
Then I felt something behind me and realised that Toni had started to kiss and lick at my ass. I felt her tongue tracing over my cheeks, her hand under me cupping, stroking, massaging my balls then my cock. I felt her tongue find the top of my crease and felt it push in between my cheeks. I opened my own legs a little to oblige her and her tongue followed the crease down towards my own ass hole, my man-cunt, pressing the material of my pants into my crease and making it deliciously wet with
 her saliva.
  
Then she found my hole and her tongue thrust into it, taking the fabric with her as she strove to insert her tongue deeper into me.
I was now licking at Tanya’s cunt lips and flicking my tongue over her clit. She was stroking the back of my head and suddenly she pulled me hard into her, pushing herself against me as I licked and sucked at her pants and the cunt beneath it, tasting her own wonderful juice as it soaked into them. She came then. I knew it, even without the “uh, uh, uh, uh” that she growled softly  or the sudden gush of juice that spurted from inside her and into her pants and my mouth.
“Davey, Davey, Davey,” she murmured, as she sank back onto the bed.
I stayed in my position because now Toni was using her finger to insert into my ass, trapped by the fabric of my pants. I loved it and pushed backwards onto her finger. She moved it in and out and once again I thought what a shame it was that there could be no sudden gush of cum inside me. But the feeling was lovely and I let her continue as long as she liked.
Eventually she withdrew it and moved away to lie beside Tanya. She licked at her finger, the finger, as she lay down and then offered it to Tanya to suck. Tanya greedily took it in her mouth and sucked with relish, tasting everything there was to be tasted.
My knees had begun to ache a bit so I moved forward and lay face down on the bed between them. There must have been a signal between the girls, unseen by me, since I suddenly felt two warm breaths on me and two sets of hand stroking my back.
Toni was on my left and Tanya on my right, so I could tell who was doing what to me, I just couldn’t see, only feel. And enjoy.
I felt two sets of hands and fingers rubbing my back and my sides. They moved lower, circling, tracing lines with fingers, under my sides, along and across my ribs and back to my spine. They moved lower until they were at the top of my pants. The skirt was gently eased higher. I felt hands stroking the cheeks of my ass, cupping them, so many caresses criss-crossing my body that now I wasn’t sure whose hands were where. And then fingers eased down the elastic of my pants. Fingers slipped gently inside them and caressed my skin, cool fingers, Tanya’s? Toni’s? I didn’t know and I didn’t care. I just lay with my face to one side and closed my eyes, revelling in the soft, sensual touch of two beautiful girls stroking my body, content in the absolute knowledge that soon those caresses would reach my ass  and then my balls. A finger traced down the crease of my ass, and back, and down again and I opened my legs a little to allow the finger more freedom.
I felt hands on the backs of my thighs roving, stroking, caressing, a finger tracing the inside of my thigh towards my cock. Hands pulled down the back of my pants a little more and then I felt both girls place their hands under my hips to lift me clear of the bed so that I was kneeling. My pants were eased down more and a hand rubbed my cheeks. I felt my ass being gently opened, a pause, and then the sheer delight of a tongue flicking down my crease, starting at the top, licking, a nibbling now and then, sucking, then the tongue again, licking and wetting. My whole body was in a heightened state, waiting for the tongue to reach my rosebud and then there it was, a delicate, butterfly touch of a tongue tip flicking at my hole while other hands caressed my back and cupped my balls and stroked and rubbed and caressed me everywhere. This continued for some minutes and then the tongue increased its pressure as the owner began to push at my hole, still licking and wetting me but insistent in its gentle way that it be allowed to enter me. I pushed outwards gently with my muscles to relax them and the tongue tip was inside, roving and feeling as it explored inside me.
I felt movement between my thighs. Someone was wriggling their way between them, approaching my cock, hard but still inside the front of my pants. A hand cupped my balls. A finger traced a line between them and my ass hole, and still the tongue insisted on exploring further into my rosebud. I felt my cock being enveloped in something, fabric and all.
I opened my eyes and craned my neck to look down the length of my body. It was my sweet Tanya who was exploring my ass, her hands gently holding my cheeks apart, her face buried between them as she licked and slurped and wetted, lost in her own enjoyment of the moment.
I moved my head and peered under myself. Toni was lying flat on her back, to one side of Tanya, her knees at the foot of the bed, her legs draped over the edge and her feet touching the floor. It was she who was taking my cock and pants into her mouth,  her tongue exploring too, roving and tasting and licking. She inched her head higher and took more of me inside her mouth.
  
She began to suck and used one hand to grasp the base of my cock, her long slender fingers curling round it just as I had imagined it in that brief moment when I saw her first but now it was for real and it made my cock harden in her mouth.
Her other hand reached down round Tanya’s stomach and curled between her legs and I saw the movement of her fingers as she sought Tanya’s clit through the fabric of her pants and she found the spot and began to rub Tanya, wanking her even as she sucked at my cock.
She saw me looking at her and her eyes smiled at me. She opened her mouth wider and sucked me inside. She couldn’t take all of me like Tanya can but it was more than enough and her fingers began to stroke me back and forth to match the movement of her mouth as she sucked me off.
The feeling of two separate arousals of two of my erogenous zones made me make contented noises in my throat and I let out a long ‘mmmmmm!’ as I let myself be totally enveloped in this sheer sexual delight. I felt that movement deep in my balls that signalled the onrush of my cum. Toni felt it too because she suddenly released my cock from her mouth, pulled away my pants and took my cock back inside her mouth, bareback. Tanya must have known my moment was near, or maybe she just knew what Toni had done, or maybe she was close to cumming herself because she suddenly started to thrust her tongue in and out of my rosebud, fucking me with her tongue. Toni slid my cock as far as she could inside her mouth and as she sucked at me and Tanya fucked at me I knew that was it and I let out a huge groan as my cum shot up from my balls and through my prick and out into that lovely soft delicate mouth that was Toni’s and my cock spasmed and shot again and I groaned with ecstasy and I heard Tanya let out a cry as if far away and my heart was glad she had cum too and I could still feel my cum travelling within me and there was more and I shot again and again and again filling Toni’s mouth with my hot cream and I had to groan each time because it was just so ecstatic and after so long there was so much and it squirted again and I could feel it on the outside of my cock because Toni’s mouth was full of it and it was escaping from her lips as they slid up and down the length of my cock and covering it and making it wet and there was one last spasm and finally I had no more.
Toni quickly slid from between my legs, pulling the front of my pants up over my cock again. I felt Tanya leave my ass and gratefully I let my body sink onto the bed. I felt hands roll me over onto my back. Tanya had done it and she was kneeling beside me now on the bed. Toni came to sit beside her and the two girls moved together and kissed, their mouths opening and tongues meeting as Toni gave my cum into Tanya’s mouth and they shared it together, their faces moving and their tongues roving, making their faces wet with my cum as they passed it back and forth. Then they separated and Tanya leant over me, her lips closed and her eyes smiling and she pressed her lips on mine and her tongue forced them open and she emptied her mouth into mine and I tasted the thick texture of my own cream and then she was gone and Toni was there and she kissed me too and emptied her own mouthful of cum into me and I swallowed it and gasped for air and the girls were watching me and smiling and I saw love in Tanya’s eyes and yes, something in Toni’s too.
 
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We lay, contented, together. My little Tanya was in her favourite position with her head on my chest and Toni lay curled, further down my body with her head lying just above my cock.
“Do you realise,” Tanya murmured softly, that we have all had an orgasm, we have all cum, and not one of us has even removed our undies yet?”
“Plenty of time for that,” Toni answered. She idly traced my cock with one finger.  “Thank you both.”
Tanya turned her head slightly to look at her.  “Sweet Toni, you don’t have to thank us. We’re both glad you’re here. We’ve both enjoyed pleasuring you and we’ve both delighted in the pleasure you’ve given us. We’ve done nothing that you need to thank us for.”
“You’re very sweet Tanya. Both of you are sweet. But I have to thank you for the chance to do all the things we’ve done now and, I hope, all the things we still will do together this weekend because it’s been a long time since I had pleasure like that from anybody and I think,---” she paused and I had the distinct feeling she was choosing her words carefully, “-- what we still may do will give me even more pleasure. So I have to thank you.”
Tanya reached out an arm and caressed Toni softly.  “Sssh,” she said.  “ Sssh. You are giving me and Davey every bit as much pleasure.”   
“You said, a long time,” I ventured. “Do you not have a boyfriend? Or girlfriend?” I added hastily, thinking that perhaps Toni’s natural inclinations went that way.
“Not for five months now,” Toni said. “There were too many arguments. Love died. Mine first, then his too, I think. It became awful. We had to tolerate each other but it was no life. We parted and since then I haven’t been kissed let alone had intercourse or even been masturbated. Except by myself.”
Tanya was still caressing Toni but now her head turned to look at me.
I knew what she was thinking. She and I were fortunate. More than that. Blessed.
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly.
“Oh, I’m over it now,” Toni said cheerfully. “It was that bad it didn’t take me long. But I missed the sex. I tried to meet someone new but no-one appealed to me. And anyway –“ she broke off and looked up at me, then Tanya, then looked away again, “the sexual things I like are….well, lots of people would be horrified. You both are not and to you they’re normal. Another thing I should be thankful for.”
“Did your ex not, -- er-- indulge…?” I probed delicately.
Toni shook her head.  “Nope. Wham, bam, thank you mam, really. Maybe not quite that bad,” she added. “He did give me pleasure and plenty of climaxes, but no imagination. I got him to try one or two things that I liked once or twice but he wasn’t interested and didn’t care whether I wanted something….particular or special, or not. And then he started --” she looked at me then Tanya and lowered her eyes “—fucking me without even trying to give me an orgasm or anything. That meant I wasn’t wet and so it began to hurt a bit and that made me not want him. Love died.”
“Toni,” Tanya said in a firm voice, “if you want me, or Davey, to do something particular or special this weekend, if we haven’t done it spontaneously, you just tell us. You hear me? Whatever it is, if you want us to do something to heighten your pleasure, you just tell us.”
Toni looked up at her, then me, and back to Tanya. She smiled. There was something in her eyes, a light, no, more of a glow. I couldn’t say what it was. I don’t think it was love but it reminded me of a child being given a special surprise. There was warmth, and gratitude, and acceptance, and surprise, and pleasure, and, well, yes, maybe a little love too.
She suddenly wriggled up my body and threw one arm round Tanya and the other round me, lying her head on my chest too, facing Tanya.
“You’re both so very, very sweet,” she said. “I’m so glad I’m here with you both.” And she snuggled against me and against Tanya and life was really very alright.
We lay a little, then Tanya suggested a drink and was anyone hungry?
No-one was hungry and Toni said,  “I’ll get the drinks.”
“Beer for me and for Davey,” Tanya told her,  “and whatever you would like.”
Toni rose and stood beside the bed looking at us.  “Yes,” she said. “A beer would be nice.” She padded towards the door and opened it, then paused to look back at us again.
“You two have something very special, don’t you? I can tell. The way you look at each other, talk to each other, the way you seem to know each other’s minds and hearts. You instinctively know what to do to each other to give the best sexual pleasure. Very special. Wish I had someone like that,” she added wistfully, then she disappeared.
Tanya looked at me. I knew why she’d told Toni beers.  “Love you.”
“Love you too,”  I said, planting a kiss on her nose. I nodded towards the kitchen. “She’s sweet. How old is she?”
Tanya smiled.  “Guess.”
“I would say, quite young, but not as young as she looks, not as old as you, maybe…….twenty three, twenty four?”
Tanya chuckled. “Miles out,” she reported. “Miles. She’s as young as she looks. Twenty.”
I pulled a surprised face. “Nice,” I said.
“And only just,” Tanya added impishly.
I let my mind wander over the vision of Toni’s twenty-year-old young pussy.
“You’re not having it!”
(There she goes again!)
“My tongue can.”
“Oh, yes,” Tanya agreed,  “after the beer. I’m going to watch that. From all angles.”
She suddenly moved and freed my cock, dozing at the time, from my pants.   
“I want to suck your cock to see what it tastes like after Toni’s sucked it,” she said. She quickly slid me in her mouth and her tongue roved around, tasting and sucking. 
We heard faint rummaging sounds from the kitchen. Tanya released me and put my cock back to bed.  “Left hand drawer!” Tanya called. “Nice!” she said to me. “She missed a drop of cum.”
“Now you wouldn’t do that,” I told her with feeling.
“No fear!” she answered with a grin. “Mustn’t waste it!”
Toni returned with three beers and handed them round.
“How did you know I couldn’t find the opener?” she enquired of Tanya.
I shifted my position slightly.
“Be warned Toni! Tanya has an uncanny knack for that. It can be quite spooky until you get used to it. Even now I don’t know how she does it. But you’ll have a hell of a job keeping a secret from her.”
Toni gazed at us warmly.  “I can’t think that I would want to keep any secrets from either of you,” she said, that glow in her eyes again.
I smiled at her, thinking that I would enjoy lying beside, or on top, or underneath Toni, listening to her softly telling me her secrets, her innermost desires, her feelings ---
“Your beer’s getting warm, Davey.”
“So it is.”
“Can I ask you…..about yourselves?” Toni asked, lying back down on the bed. The girls rested their beers on the bedside table each side and I nursed mine on my chest.
So we told her how we had first met, six months before, in the middle of a field and how –
 

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“In the middle of a field? An empty field?” Toni exclaimed. “What on earth were you both doing, separately, in the middle of a field?”
Tanya swigged some beer.
“I was going for a stroll,” she explained. “And so was he.” She prodded me.
“Ouch!”
“Sorry. Anyway, we both happened to go for a walk in the same place, an empty field where we could be alone with our thoughts and we were walking towards each other.”
She stopped to let me continue.
“And we both sort of headed straight towards each other but we couldn’t really see who the other person was until we got closer.”
“And I was just about to veer off in case he was an axe murderer or a sex fiend, which he is,--” another prod.
“Ouch again!”
“ --- Sorry again,  but I didn’t know that then, of course, when I saw his face.”
“And I saw hers.” I looked across at my sweet Tanya. “And there was a sort of lurch in my heart and it felt everso full and I said ‘hello!’”.
“And my heart lurched too and I looked into his eyes and there was a sort of flash, a spark of something between us, between our eyes, and I said hello back and we sort of stared at each other –”
“And she said, you want to ask me for my phone number but you think I’ll scream or run away –”
“And I said, I won’t and you can have it and I’ll be home in ten minutes and call me.”
“And I did.”
“And here we are,” Tanya finished her beer.
Toni’s head had been swivelling back and forth as if she were watching a tennis match.
“Incredible!” she murmured. “It was fate.”
“It was something, “ Tanya agreed. “Don’t know what you’d call it. But we both knew instantly that we had to see each other, be with each other, know each other.”
Toni shook her head slowly. “That is just amazing,” she said. “It’s, it’s,  well, it’s sort of unreal. If either of you had been a minute later or earlier….” She trailed off, her big eyes wide and looking from me to Tanya and back. “You are just so lucky!”
Tanya and I looked at each other.  Blessed. I handed my empty bottle to her to put away, then  nodded.  “Yes. And we’ve been together ever since.”
“That night.”
Toni stared at Tanya.  “You slept together that same night? The first day?”   
It was Tanya’s turn to nod. “As soon as I saw him I thought, fuck, I want this man. Not just lust. I wanted him as a person. I knew I’d just met someone that I shouldn’t let go. I knew it was special. That’s why I told him to call me in ten minutes.”
Toni drank her beer slowly, emptying the bottle and gazing at us as we continued the explanation.
“So I called and we spoke for two hours. And in that time we knew as much about each other and understood each other as well as if we’d known each other for months. And I wanted desperately to see her again, very soon, and then she said to me, this phone call is a waste of time and unnecessary. Come to me and bring your toothbrush.”
“It took twenty minutes of that phone call for us to learn  about each other’s everyday lives, what we did, likes, dislikes, music, food, clothes and so on, and the rest was about our sexual tastes,” Tanya supplied. “And by about twenty three minutes I was dripping wet and stayed that way.”
There was a silence.
“Wow! It’s like a book, or a film. It’s the stuff dreams are made of.”
“Couldn’t have put it better myself,” I agreed. “But we’re lucky. It’s not a dream. It’s real.”
“And neither of us has had a single moment of doubt or regret ever since,” Tanya said.
Toni just shook her head slowly. “I’m speechless.”
“In that case,” I suggested, reaching for her slender hand and pulling her towards me, “I think I should find you something to do with your lips.”
And I started to kiss her, two gentle ones on the lips and then I moved to her cheek, her neck, the back of her neck, her ears, her throat, her eyes, nose, and back to her lips. She tasted delicious, soft, warm skin, smelling slightly of her shower, but also a particular ‘Toni’ taste that was hers alone, sweet, delicate and fragrant.  She closed her eyes and let me continue, my tongue now just parting her lips but no more, and then tracing lines over her skin, leaving tiny wet trails as I covered every inch of her face and neck and ears with my tongue and my kisses. As I probed softly at her ear she moaned quietly and her shoulders moved. Her short hair smelt fresh and clean and I gently brushed at it, the feeling of its softness and shortness delightful to my fingertips.
I kissed her lips again and now my tongue was more insistent, probing between her lips and across her teeth, even and white, and between them and into the warmth of her mouth and she tasted wonderful and I was content to let my tongue rove round inside her mouth as I relished her taste.
I felt Tanya between my legs, reaching for my cock and taking it fully into her mouth as she sucked at me greedily. I reluctantly left Toni’s mouth but I knew other things awaited. Gently I kissed her throat again, moving down to kiss and lick the mounds of her breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples through her bra. She moaned again. I kissed one nipple, taking it and the fabric between my teeth and nibbling oh so gently at it while my hand softly rubbed and teased the other nipple.
Tanya’s tongue was now running up the back of my cock, from the base to the tip, a feeling that I adore and which always makes me harder. She alternated between this and taking me in her mouth as I felt for that front fastening on Toni’s bra and it was undone and the cups separated a little and I kissed her bare flesh between them and she breathed very fast and whispered “Yes!” and I used my tongue to separate the cups even more and they fell away and Toni’s breasts were revealed to me in all their beauty. They were tanned all over with not a trace of a white line anywhere. I gave a silent whistle of surprise and delight at this revelation. Toni evidently suntanned herself topless.
I teased at her nipples with fingers and tongue and teeth. I brushed her aureoles with my lips and she moved her legs and opened them and I realised that Tanya was using her hand and fingers to discover her love button while her mouth was full of my cock and she was still sucking at me. Toni began to breathe harder and faster and I knew that my lovely Tanya had found her special spot and was wanking Toni even as I was arousing her nipples even more and covering her chest and breasts with wet kisses and Toni began to make little grunting noises and suddenly she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me up to her face and her tongue was in my mouth and it thrashed around and she pressed her face against mine very hard and we were both wet from these kisses and her back arched and she moaned loudly and I knew she was close and she tried to push her tongue even deeper into my mouth and her back arched again high off the bed and she pulled away from my face and cried out ‘Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!’ as she climaxed and her arched body was absolutely rigid and I watched and teased her nipples again and Tanya was still rubbing her clit and inserting one finger into her cunt and she massaged a little more and Toni began to make ‘Uh! Uh! Uh!’ sounds again  and then another long ‘Uuuuhhhh!’ and I thought yes! my beautiful Tanya had made her cum twice in succession.

Toni flopped back onto the bed. She was gasping for breath as if she had run a marathon.
“Oh, God!” she breathed. “Oh, God! Yes! Wow! Yes!” and she continued to lie and gasp until her breathing slowed and her body relaxed.
Tanya came to stand beside the bed and took one of my hands in hers. She raised it to her lips and looked down at me sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes sparkling but with immense tenderness in them too. She kissed my hand, not a sexual kiss in the slightest but a kiss of love, a kiss of shared pleasure and mutual contentment.
Toni had opened her eyes and was gazing up at us both.
“Is your sex always as good as this?” she asked breathlessly. “Do you always give each other such massive climaxes?”
“Usually,” Tanya answered her. “We enjoy each other so much our climaxes are usually huge. Maybe not if one of us is a bit tired, but always, always wonderful.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever had two like that so close before,” Toni reflected. “What have I been missing?” She paused and looked away from us. “Wish I’d met you a long time ago.”
Tanya moved away from me, releasing my hand which she had been rubbing her own cheek with softly. She bent over Toni and kissed her tenderly on her lips.
“Well, you’ve met us now,” she murmured, “and I hope you’ll have plenty more like that before the weekend is over.”
Toni responded to her kiss and the two girls lay beside each other, gently kissing, nibbling and licking at each other’s faces, necks and ears.
Then Toni rolled over on to her knees and moved lower down Tanya’s body, kissing her throat again, and lower still, to her breasts, hidden beneath my shirt. She kissed them and cupped them and stroked them and Tanya’s nipples stood out hard under the material. Toni gently undid a button, caressed the top of one breast, then undid a second button and eased the shirt away. Tanya’s breasts were finally free of the shirt and Toni gazed at them.
“They’re beautiful!” she whispered, and proceeded to lick and suck and caress and tease  them with her mouth and hands. I could see the tiny wet trails she left on Tanya as she moved around, enjoying the feel of Tanya’s soft skin under her fingers and between her lips.
I was content to sit and watch.
The two girls were obviously enjoying every moment of their shared pleasure and my heart went out to my adorable little Tanya as I looked at her face. I thought again of how much I loved her, as I did about twenty times a day. And I looked at Toni, her lovely lithe body lying half across Tanya’s as she licked and kissed and caressed and nuzzled at my girl. I gazed at her small elfin face and her short boy’s hair, her slender fingers and the long expanse of her back and her lovely tanned breasts. I saw the pleasure in her own eyes as she relished Tanya’s body,  and I felt something in my heart for her too. A love, but different to the love Tanya and I shared. There was no way I could love Toni like that, and I knew it, and was happy that it was so, and Tanya knew it too, but nevertheless there was a feeling deep inside me that made me feel a great warmth towards Toni. I wanted to protect her,  and see her eyes light up with pleasure again, like a child’s, and most of all I wanted to thrust my hard cock into her and fuck her cunt until she screamed with ecstasy.
Tanya’s eyes opened and she looked at me and smiled.
My lovable, adorable, sexy, wonderful girl knew exactly what was going through my mind.
Toni had undone the shirt completely now and it had fallen aside to show Tanya’s chest and stomach. Toni’s kisses and licks moved downwards, across the flatness of her stomach, paused at the waist of Tanya’s pants, and then continued lower, following the contour of her love mound. Her arms slid down Tanya’s sides, her fingers always caressing as she moved across one leg to lie between them and her mouth sucked and tasted the cum and lovejuices on Tanya’s pants as she moved ever lower and downwards between Tanya’s legs licking round her love mound until she was there, guzzling and sucking and licking and tasting at Tanya’s cunt beneath her wet pants.
Tanya’s breath was coming in small, short gasps. Again she opened her eyes to look at me watching them both. She motioned with one hand, signing in the air across her own body and I knew she wanted me to kneel across her so that she could suck my cock while Toni licked at her cunt.
I moved to comply and this time it was I who mouthed ‘love you’ at her as I positioned myself above her. She didn’t say anything but her eyes replied for her. She grasped my cock and rubbed me once or twice and then pulled down the top of my own pants. She leaned her head forward, propped up as it was on the pillows and greedily took my cock into her mouth.    
A warm light of love and contentment shone in her eyes before they closed and she sucked and slurped at me, making me astonishingly wet as my cock grew harder and harder inside the soft warmth of her lovely wet mouth.
And then she released me and used both hands to push me downwards, manipulating me so that my rampant cock now lay between her beautiful breasts. Briefly I felt the exquisite touch of Toni’s tongue flicking at my crease and asshole as she paused to pleasure me, then she returned to Tanya’s cunt and clit. Tanya held her breasts together, tightly enfolding my cock and waited as I began to fuck her breasts. My cock was so wet from the sucking I’d received in her mouth that it slid easily between her lovely mounds and I enjoyed the sensation as I fucked them, slowly at first and then faster, Tanya squeezing and kneading and pushing at her own breasts to ensure she received the maximum pleasure from my movements. I felt her body heaving a little beneath me, a signal that Toni’s tongue was working magic on her and the heaves became more, and longer, and she began to breathe out loud and she gasped out words as her orgasm began to build deep within her and she said ‘I love your cock in my breasts! I love you fucking them! Toni, fuck me with your tongue!... Yes! …..Lick my clit! Harder!.....  Davey! Davey!.... Shoot your cum on me!..... Toni, drink me!’ and then she gave a mighty heave beneath me and stayed arched as much as she could under me and she screamed out loud ‘Yes! I’m cumming I’m cumming NOW!’ and she groaned and gasped and her body shook beneath me and she let out a long guttural ‘Yeeeeeessssssss!’ in her throat and at that moment my own cum shot from my cock and spurted into her breasts and again and she squeezed them tighter against me and that made me cum again into them and it was wonderful and exquisite and wet and beautiful and she sank back onto the bed and I sank down a little onto her as I  finished.
She let her breasts relax away from my cock and used the fingers of both hands to wipe and smear my cum all over her breasts and her stomach, covering her nipples and her chest and her stomach as much as she could, and then grasping my cock and wiping some back onto it and Toni was beside us now and Tanya offered her fingers to Toni and she sucked at them and wiped some cum from Tanya with her own fingers and offered it back to Tanya’s mouth and the girls were sucking at each other’s fingers covered with my cum and wiping it across their cheeks and then Toni pressed her wet sticky fingers against my lips and I opened them and sucked at those long slender digits as she gave me back my own cum.
 
I rolled away from Tanya to allow her to recover. Her body was still heaving slightly as she regained her breath. Toni looked at me as she sucked the last remaining cum from her fingers.
“You taste lovely!” she whispered.  “Taste ME !” and she lay back on the bed beside Tanya who obligingly shifted to one side.
This was an invitation I was not going to miss (would you?) and I moved to lie half across her so that I could start by kissing  and nuzzling those lovely breasts. I followed Toni’s own earlier movements down Tanya’s body as I kissed and sucked and licked and nuzzled and nibbled my way down the length of Toni’s body, savouring the taste of her soft skin, the mingled tastes of  her juices and Tanya’s and my cum all together as I neared the waistband of her pants. I paused to suck the fabric, the mingled tastes stronger on her pants and the better for that. She opened her legs and I moved between them, running my tongue across the flat of her belly through her pants, then lower down the crease of her groin, first one side and then the other.  She caressed my head and as I let my tongue flick across her cunt lips she tried to pull my head in there but I wasn’t having that yet and I made her wait, licking her thighs, enjoying the thrill as my tongue touched the elastic of those black hold-ups and then back onto the heat of her thighs and I did it again because it’s just so erotic and so  naughty and it’s like sex with a girl for the first time and it’s heavenly and you want it to go on and on but Toni was pulling at my head and I moved up again to her groin and her belly and then I let my tongue nuzzle briefly into her cunt lips and she gasped and jerked and pushed against me and now I eased away the leg of  her pants from her skin and my tongue went inside them and now I could taste her hot flesh and suck those beautiful cunt lips for real and I paused in shock because they were so beautifully smooth and to my utter delight Toni was completely shaved.
I sensed that Tanya had been kissing Toni’s stomach above my head at some point and I sensed her moving round the bed too as she watched me sucking Toni out.
But Toni was pulling insistently at me and I continued licking her cunt lips and between them.    
She was incredibly wet and she tasted of sweetness and of cum and a little of pee and her juices were hot and they flowed from her and onto my tongue as I eased it between her lips and into her cunt and it was so hot and wet and then my tongue found her clit and I began to lick it very, very hard and because it was quite large it was easy to trace my tongue round it and over it and across it and I licked and flicked at it even harder and she gasped again and jerked and thrust herself against me so hard my lips ached and there was so much juice coming from her and I drank the nectar with delight and relish and licked and licked and used one finger to explore inside her pants at her ass and in the crease and I found her rosebud and gently inserted my finger there and she opened to receive it and began those arching movements and I felt contentment that I was giving her pleasure and she began to gasp out loud ‘oh! oh! oh! Dave! Dave! What’re you doing to me?’ and the words died away to a groaning and moaning in her throat and I let my finger go right inside her rosebud and then she was there as I licked so very hard at her clit and she arched up and let out her breath in a long ‘aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!’ as she came and I felt the spurts of her own cum soaking my already wet mouth and face and it was delightful and gorgeous and she sank back as I removed my finger. But I followed her body with my tongue and licked at her delightful clit and cunt, soaking wet, as she relaxed. Her hands gently grasped my head and she held me away from her, gasping   ‘Can’t! Can’t!’ and I reluctantly stopped and allowed the edge of her pants to fall back into place.
I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her tenderly as she recovered. I really did like her very much. Tanya was standing on the other side of the bed and she gave me a huge grin.   All angles.
She moved to the foot of the bed and bent over Toni, opening her legs. Toni looked at her in surprise. Tanya quickly went down on her and started to lick and suck at her cunt through her pants. Toni tried to wriggle up the bed away from her saying ‘No! Please! I can’t now. Wait a bit!’
I knew Tanya wanted to taste her cum and her juice as much as I did and she continued to lick at Toni’s wet pants as she wriggled away from her making pushing motions at her head until there was no more bed left and she had to stop.
Toni made little whimpering noises. “Please! Stop! ”
But Tanya’s tongue works wonders (I should know) and as Toni tried to push Tanya away she let out small, child-like cries.
“I can’t! I really can’t!..... No, please! No! Oh! Oh! I’m cumming again!” and she went rigid for a moment as she had another small climax from Tanya’s tongue.
Tanya came to sit beside me on the bed. Toni was lying back with her eyes closed, her whole body trembling. Tanya smiled at me and kissed me, our tongues meeting as we exchanged the flavour and taste of Toni’s cum. And then we both sat and watched her, our hands joining and our fingers intertwining like young lovers on their first date. But then, that’s how it is with us, all the time.
Toni continued to tremble, her eyes screwed tightly shut. And then to my dismay and horror I saw a tear escape from one eye, then another, and then her body shook and she sobbed.
I looked at Tanya and for a brief millisecond all sorts of thoughts ran through my head. Had she overdone it? Was Toni frightened we were monsters who were going to abuse her body all weekend? Had Tanya hurt her because she was so sensitive after her orgasm with my tongue? I was really concerned and when I looked at Tanya I saw the same concern mirrored in her eyes.
“Toni!” Tanya’s voice bore the same worry. “Whatever is it, my sweet? Have we hurt you? What’s wrong?”
But Toni just shook her head and kept her eyes closed. She reached out both hands and we each took one, not sure what to do or say. Toni lay and sobbed, tears running from her eyes and she made no attempt to wipe them away or look at us. Something was obviously terribly wrong and Tanya and I looked at each other hopelessly.
“Toni!” she said again, her voice as soft and tender as I’ve ever heard it. “Tell us. What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
Toni shook her head again and pressed her lips together. “You-” was all she managed to blurt out. And then again, “You –”
And then her eyes opened and she stared straight up at the ceiling and the tears ran down her face and she almost shouted as us as she struggled between her sobs and she began to roll her head from side to side but didn’t look at us and gripped our hands very, very tightly and she cried,
“It’s you! Both of you! You make me feel….you’re so nice! You’re so warm! To each other and to me…you make me feel wanted….you make me feel loved and it’s such a nice feeling….and I’ve never felt that way so much before…and you give me so much pleasure…..and why couldn’t I have met you before…..and where have you both been all my life!”

And she finished with a huge sob as she finally turned her head to look straight at us as she gripped our hands and her eyes were imploring us for an answer as they poured out her tears and she looked from Tanya to me and that imploring look was still there and she was waiting for us to answer her heartfelt cries.
“Oh, Toni!”
My adorable girl melted at Toni’s look and she went to lie beside her, nuzzling her and stroking her and soothing her as if she were a small child, and really that’s how she looked, lying on the bed, small, innocent and child-like, waiting for someone to make her pain better. And I saw with a sudden surge of love that Tanya had tears in her eyes too as she comforted Toni and made soothing noises and cooed at her and caressed her tenderly but with no sexual undertones and I relaxed a bit myself because that had all been a bit of a shock.
Tanya used her shirt to gently wipe Toni’s face and eyes, watching her with great tenderness. Toni’s sobs quietened apart from an occasional sniff and she looked at us and gave us a sad little smile.
“I’m so sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry I cried. I hope I haven’t spoilt things and I’m very sorry for what I just said. I had no right to say those things to you, but you both make me feel so warm and nice inside and I just couldn’t keep it in. I really am sorry.”
We both said “Don’t be silly!” at the same time.
“You certainly haven’t spoilt things,” I told her, “and you can say whatever you like to us while you’re here. Whatever you like,” I repeated, thinking that it would be nice to hear her say to me ‘Fuck me!’
“And there’s nothing to be sorry about,” Tanya cooed at her. “We were just worried we’d hurt you or frightened you.”
Toni shook her head again. “No, no,” she said quietly. “Far from it. Somehow you manage to give me such huge orgasms, both of you,  bigger than I’ve had before. And I’ve lost count how many. Oh no, you haven’t hurt me at all. Don’t think that, please. You’ve made me –you’re making me, very happy.”
And we all paused and looked at one another and knew that each of us was happy and contented and I believe each of us thought ahead to what still was to come, and we smiled and grinned at each other and I knew I was right.
“I think,” Tanya said, rising from the bed and shucking off the shirt, “that we could have a little break. I’ll make us some snacks and some more drinks.”
She looked at Toni and smiled, bent down and picked up Toni’s bra which had come off during our exploits and dropped it on the floor with the shirt.
“It will give you two a chance to get to know each other better.” She grinned at us both, and gave me a wink as she passed by me and out of the room.
 
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I lay on one side, facing Toni, gazing into her face and gently stroking her cheek or her ear, or her lovely short hair.
“You’re a very lovely girl, Toni. Beautiful. Small, sweet, a little elfin. I like you very much.”
She reached and touched my cheek and her eyes searched my face.
“And I like you too, Dave. Very much. And Tanya, of course. But I do like you. I wish I could feel you in ----” she stopped and her eyes continued to rove across my face. “Do you and Tanya often talk dirty to each other?” she asked me softly.
 “Oh,  always,” I assured her. “All the time.”
She nodded thoughtfully. “I never have.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Never?”
“The only time my ex used the word fuck was if he said, ‘I want to fuck you now.’ He might just as well have said ‘I want coffee, or I want food.’ It meant about the same to him, I think. He never tried to turn me on by using dirty talk and never asked me to use it on him either.”
“Oh,” I said. “Well, for us, dirty talk heightens our pleasure. A lot. There are no holds barred and we say to each other whatever we feel or want. I can’t say if it works that way for other people, but it definitely does for us.”   
“Oh it works for me too,” Toni smiled. “Now that I’ve heard it. Hearing Tanya urging you and me just now and telling us what she wanted made me very wet.”
She stroked my cheek.
“I wish you could fuck me, Dave. I wish I could feel you in my cunt. My wet cunt.”
Her words, and the way she spoke them, trying them as if savouring a new taste on her tongue for the first time, made me start to get hard again.
Toni closed her eyes. “I wish I could feel your prick sliding into me, sliding into my pussy and rubbing against my clit and making me wet and filling me ---”  Her eyes opened and a cloud passed behind them.
“But we both promised, didn’t we?”
“Yes we did,” I agreed with a trace of firmness in my voice. “And I won’t break a promise, especially to Tanya. Your cunt, delightful and wet and hot as it is, is strictly out of bounds to my cock, and my cock is equally off-limits to your wet pussy. It’s a shame, I agree. But there it is.”
Toni nodded again. “There’s no way I would want you to break that promise,” she said, “but, God, my cunt is aching for your prick.”
We looked at each other, both wishing for the unattainable.
“Can I ask you something?” I said, wanting to divert my thoughts away from temptation.
“Anything.” She kissed me gently. “Anything. No holds barred.”
“You seem a little, er—tender, well, er--- young, to have such sexual experience as you have. I’m surprised that you’re quite so -- um-- adept as you are, if your ex was as selfish as you say.”
“Oh, I’ve never done anything like this before,” Toni answered cheerfully. “Of course I gave him blowjobs and handjobs if he wanted, but I’ve never been licked or sucked out before.  Maybe that’s why I had such huge climaxes when Tanya and you licked me out,” she added thoughtfully. 
My eyebrows were rising more and more as she told me this.
“I’ve never had my  um- ass licked or licked one myself, and I’ve never, ever been with another girl or a couple before.”
Now I was up, leaning one elbow as I stared at her incredulously.
“You’ve never done any of that?”
She shook her head, then giggled.
“I’m sort of making it up as I go along, and it’s lovely!” And she hugged me and kissed me again.
I was absolutely dumbfounded.
In the first place I would never have guessed from her touches and her confidence that she had no experience of some of the things we’d done. Secondly, I was amazed that she accepted all these new experiences, took these new ideas into her stride and immediately used them to give pleasure to Tanya and I without batting an eyelid.  And of course I was dumbstruck at the thought that Tanya had managed to find a sweet girl like this.
“But, I don’t understand,” I floundered. “If that’s the case, how did you meet up with Tanya? Why did the idea of coming here appeal to you at all? Tanya must have explained about our own tastes and sexual fun, and what we do. If this was all unknown and new to you, how is it that you’re so ready and willing to be with us?”
“I just wanted it,” she replied simply.
This was no explanation at all and she realised it.
“I mean, although I’ve never tried the things that you and Tanya do, never been licked out, never been with a girl or any of the other things she told me about, and she told me a lot, I’ve often thought about things like that. Imagined them, I suppose you could say. I don’t know where it comes from, somewhere deep inside my psyche I suppose, but I’ve often thought to myself, what would it be like to be sucked till I came? How will it be if I tried this? What’s it like to do that? How is sex with another girl? Would I like the feel of  a female tongue on me or female kisses? Would it be nice if I had a cock in me at the same time? Oh, many things that I’ve never experienced, but thought about, wanted to do. Do you understand, Dave?”
I nodded.  I understood.
“And how did you meet up with Tanya?” I enquired.
Toni giggled again and glanced away sheepishly. “I was on the internet. At a sex site, looking for a boyfriend,” she giggled. “And I saw Tanya’s advert.”
(So that’s how she’d done it!).   
“And I thought, wow, that’s sounds like it could be interesting. So I emailed her, and later we spoke on the phone, and then, well, here I am!” she finished with a laugh.
My elbow was aching  and I lay down again.
“Well, I don’t know what to say,” I said. “Except, here you are indeed, and very glad I am that you are.”
She laughed again and traced a finger across my cheek.
“You sound like Yoda from Star Wars,” she laughed, “but you’re not as old and wizened as he is, thank God!”
I laughed too and I told her, “I’m not that old and I don’t think I’m wizened but I’m going to find out.”
And I reached for her and kissed her and we started all over again as I moved across her face with my lips and tongue, and then down over those gorgeous, tanned mounds.
“Your breasts are just beautiful,” I murmured between kisses and licks. “So soft, so smooth, but so round and firm. I love them.”
And I moved lower and lower and reached her pants and pulled them down a little and yes, there was no mistake, she was smooth, smooth, soft, silky and just as tanned there too with not a white area in sight so it was sunbathing naked then and to kiss and lick her smooth tanned love mound and her smooth cunt lips and slide inside them to lick her smooth wet cunt was ecstatic. I was now hard again and I moved back up to her face to plant wet kisses over her and give her her own juices back and I whispered, “I want to fuck you, sweet little Toni. I want to fuck your ass, as deep as I can!”
“Yes, Dave!” she whispered back, her eyes shining. “Yes! I want it! I want you to fuck me! Fuck my ass!  Deep! And hard! Now! Quickly!”
And she was rolling over and tipping me off her as she knelt before me and presented her lovely round ass to me and I wanted it too and I didn’t want to wait and I pulled down the waistband of her pants and she pushed her ass out at me and my cock was out and I wanted to be in her so much and I shoved and this was like rape and I plunged into her and I pounded at her and each thrust pushed her forward and it was just so lovely to fuck that tight round ass and I thrust and thrust and thrust and she was whispering at me and saying ‘Yes! It’s so nice!’ and I kept pounding at her and my pulse was racing and my heart was pounding and I wanted to fuck her ass for ever but I felt that feeling and she was whispering ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! I love you in my ass! Fuck me harder!’ and there were the words that I wanted to hear so much and it didn’t matter that it was not her cunt but her ass because it was so nice to be in there and I fucked her as hard as I possibly could and I was sweating and my heart raced and there it was and I came and it gushed and spurted and gushed and spurted and I felt it on my cock as it seeped out of her ass along my cock and there was still cum and I shot again and again and she must be full but there was one last spurt and I was empty.
I was utterly exhausted and sated and I sank back onto the bed, catching my breath and waiting for my heart and pulse to slow. They do say that having sex is equal in effort to running a mile. I thought I must have just run ten. My girl had been right as usual. The orgasms were tremendous after that long wait. And then I felt my hand being taken and placed inside the waist of Toni’s pants and she took my fingers to her ass and collected my cum on them and brought my hand back to her mouth and licked them and sucked them as I continued to breathe heavily and only when she’d sucked every last drop she could did she give my hand little gentle, normal kisses and lay it tenderly on my chest.
She snuggled up to me and put her head on my stomach. I felt a lick as she retrieved some cum from my cock and then she slid  her head up to my chest and I moved my hand to rest on her cheek as she lay there and looked at me, her eyes glowing, her short hair all tousled and her mouth wet from my cum.
“Dave!” she murmured. “Dave! That was ---I can’t tell you in words. I just love you in my ass.” She wriggled as she spoke, maybe imagining me there again or maybe remembering the feelings. “I want that again,” she said softly. “I like that so much. I wish it was my cunt but I like that and I want it again.”
I waved a hand at her weakly.
“Not now. I want it too, my sweet and lovely little Toni but I’m exhausted. I need a bit of a rest. You could say, I’m fucked.”   
And she laughed out loud and I grinned at her because I didn’t have the strength to laugh and we lay like that, sated, contented and drowsy until Tanya returned.
 
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She brought in a huge tray of goodies, plates, cutlery, napkins, and then returned to the kitchen to fetch three more beers.
Tanya was a believer in the old adage, ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’ and this time she’d excelled herself.  None of this faddish vegetarian crap, thank you very much, but good wholesome food that tasted delicious, filled you up and was (mostly) good for you. Toni and I rose and padded to the table where Tanya had set things down. On the way, Toni couldn’t resist taking my hand putting it down the back of her wet pants again and licking my fingers once more even as we arrived at the food.
“Wow!” she exclaimed. “Look at all this! Tanya, why didn’t you call me to help you?”
Tanya laughed, grabbed my hand and licked my fingers herself.
(Doesn’t miss a trick.)
“Oh, no, sweet little Toni. You and Davey had much better things to do!”  And she laughed again and Toni giggled and life was again, very much alright.
There were cheesy things, salady things, tomato things, mini pizzas, sausages on sticks, fruit on sticks, little bowls of hot steaming rice, there were vol-au-vents, there were biscuits and crackers and nuts and crisps and dips and breadsticks and fruit and right in the middle of the tray, a big raspberry gateaux. (Mostly good for you.) I knew we had all this stuff. We’d only bought it all that morning. (Was it really only that morning? It seemed like ages ago.) But my girl had spent a lot of effort in laying it all out.
“This should keep us going for a while,” Tanya said. “Dive in.”
And we did.
We stood or sat around munching and Tanya passed a beer to Toni and one to me. I gave her a look. She understood perfectly what it said. If I drink this I really won’t be able to wait any longer.
Through a mouthful of cheese and biscuits she mouthed ‘Wait!’ severely at me then smiled.
I put one arm round her and gave her a strong hug.  I nodded at the food. “Thanks for this,” I said. “You’re wonderful and adorable and sexy and gorgeous, - and I want to fuck you!” I finished in a whisper. “But I can’t just yet,” I added.
“Oh, and why’s that then?” she asked ingenuously in a whisper. “You’re fucked are you?”
I nodded and she said “Good. Good. That’s what we like to hear.”
And Toni, who’d heard perfectly well everything we’d said,  giggled and made us laugh too.
We finally filled ourselves as much as we could and sat, finishing our beers.
“Leave the food there,” Tanya suggested. “We can help ourselves whenever we want, and anyway, it might come in useful. Who knows?”
We’d tried this once or twice. We both enjoyed it, but we preferred our sex wet and dirty rather than fruity or creamy.
Toni’s eyes went a bit wide and she glanced at the gateaux which remained untouched.
“Ooooooo!” was all she said.
“Toni, my sweet little girl, ” Tanya suddenly said, “we’ll be with you in just a minute.”
And so saying she suddenly grabbed me and threw me back on the bed, beer bottle and all. She straddled me, kneeling and looking down at me, her long hair falling forwards to drape across my chest.
“Finish that,” she commanded.
I drained the last drops and she took the bottle and put it on the bedside table.
“Now,” she said, and took my hand and placed it between her open legs. I felt her cunt lips, warm and soft through the damp fabric of her pants. We stayed like that for a moment as Tanya stared down at me, then smiled and closed her eyes as the first hot drops of her pee came soaking through her pants and onto my hand.
I looked across at Toni who was watching interestedly. “Toni,” I called.
She came to the bed and I took her hand and placed it above mine so that she could feel the  delicious heat and wetness of Tanya’s golden shower which ran from her pants and cascaded over our hands.   
“Ooooooo!” Toni said again. “Nice!” She removed her hand and licked it, sampling the taste. “Ooo, I like that!”
Tanya rolled off me and onto her back. I knew what she wanted. I moved between her legs and licked her cunt through her pants and the shower she’d been holding back released, gushing out and soaking her pants and my face. I licked and slurped and sucked, enjoying the slightly salty taste; a taste I’d relished many times before but was quite new to Toni.  She could see and hear what was happening and she moved nearer to us and said,  “Can I have some?” and I obligingly moved away and let her take my place between Tanya’s legs. She buried her head as tightly into Tanya’s pants as she could and made little appreciative ‘mmmm’ noises as she licked and sucked and drank until Tanya was empty. Finally she raised her face, soaking wet and shining, licked her lips and said, “Dave?”
Tanya moved aside and Toni lay in her place, her legs open wide. Tanya began to lick and kiss her legs through the black hold-ups and Toni wriggled comfortably.
“Let me do it on you,” she begged me and I regained my position on the bed, pushing my wet face into Toni’s crotch and delighting as she hesitantly at first, then more confidently, allowed her piss to run out into her pants.
“Oooo, that’s nice!” she exclaimed as she felt the warmth of her own shower run down her cunt and round to her ass. I sucked and licked and tasted her, and she was more salty than Tanya but it was still delicious and I relished every drop.
“Stop, sweet girl,” came Tanya’s quiet voice.
Toni looked at her in some surprise and I felt the warm flow cease.
“Lump! It’s my turn,” Tanya  grinned and I moved off the bed completely.
Tanya lay down and pulled Toni over to lie on top of her.
“Straddle me,” Tanya whispered, and as Toni raised her body, drew up her knees and knelt over her, Tanya wriggled down towards the foot of the bed.
“Higher,” she said, and then again, “higher.”
Toni’s wet pants and cunt were now positioned over Tanya’s breasts.
Tanya reached up and fondled Toni’s own breasts and looked into her eyes.
“Just a little,” she said and I saw the golden flow begin again as Toni relaxed her muscles and her pee ran out straight from her pants and onto Tanya’s breasts, covering them and running down each side of them, down between them and onto Tanya’s stomach.
“Enough, darling Toni,”  Tanya murmured. “Move higher.”
And Toni did, so that she was now positioned directly over Tanya’s mouth.
“Sit on me, and let it all go,” Tanya instructed and Toni lowered her crotch onto Tanya’s face and a look of sheer bliss appeared on her face as she felt her warm piss run out, over her own thighs, into her pants and onto Tanya’s face. I knew Tanya would be licking her cunt as well, and that added to the look of pleasure on Toni.
Finally she must have stopped because she lifted herself from Tanya. She rolled off her and the two lay side by side.
“I’ve never done that before,” she said wondrously. “It’s, -- it’s lovely! I never thought it would be so nice.”
“You’re never to old to learn, my child,” I intoned in my best headmaster’s voice.
Toni fluttered her eyelashes at me as Tanya looked on, a huge  grin on her face.
“Oh! And what else have you to teach me, kind sir?” she asked in a squeaky, little girl voice. She put one finger provocatively between her lips and pulled them open a little. “I’m sure I have much to learn  and I can assure the gentleman that I am a most willing and able student!” And she opened her legs wide and fluttered her eyelashes at me again.
But neither of us could keep up the act and we all dissolved into fits of laughter.
“I think,” Tanya said, “that it’s time Davey wet us. Don’t you agree, fair maiden?”
“Mmmmm!” Toni answered, gazing at me.
“And where shall he place this wonderful nectar upon us, do you think?” Tanya mused. “Shall it be on our tits? Our stomachs? In our cunts? Our asses? You choose, little Toni. Where would you like him to do it on you?”
“I think,” Toni began thoughtfully, doing her lip pulling thing again with one finger, quite unconsciously it seemed to me, “I think I would like--”  and she whispered in Tanya’s ear, so quietly that I couldn’t hear a word.    
Tanya’s eyes lit up and she looked at me. “Brilliant!” she exclaimed. “Toni, you’re brilliant! We’ve never tried that! What a great idea. I hope he’s got enough for two.”
As I was so full to bursting after a quantity of wine and two beers that it was a job to hold it back and that itself was uncomfortable, I felt quite sure I had enough for two.
“Your idea. You first,” Tanya offered. “I’ll get out of the way.”  And she rolled off the bed, came to me, cupped her face in my hands and said ‘Lump. I love you. The fair maiden awaits.’ And she went to nibble at the food again.
Toni actually rubbed her hands together. “Dave!” she called imperiously. “I require your services. Now.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, touching my forelock and enjoying the game as I moved towards the bed.
“You’re to straddle me,” commanded the fair maiden, “but facing the foot of the bed. You’re to put your cock inside the waistband of my pants so that it lies on my mound, facing my feet. And then let go,” she added in an excited voice.
Tanya was right, bless her. We never had tried this and I thought it would be very nice.
So I dutifully positioned myself as instructed and paused.
“Yes, Dave,” whispered Toni softly. “Now. Let it go on me. Please?”
And I did. My pee gushed out from me and the relief was almost a physical sensation as my golden water shot into Toni’s pants and ran down against her cunt and clit.
“Oh, it’s hot!” Toni exclaimed. “Nice! Hot!” And she fondled and caressed the cheeks of my ass in front of her, murmuring “Nice! Nice! Nice!” all the while. Then, “Enough, sir! I declare I am washed sufficiently now. Enough, I say sir! You may resume your other duties!”
With some difficulty I held back my flow and extracted my cock from Toni’s pants.
As I moved off Toni she said, “I shall summon you again when needed. Do not stray!” and even as she spoke my lovely Tanya was taking her place and lying as she had done. She smiled a loving smile at me but said not one word as I re-positioned myself in the same way. Tanya didn’t bother with the cheeks of my ass. She waited till she felt my warm flow on her and went straight for my rosebud, pushing her finger into me and taking the fabric of my pants with it as she strove to push it all the way in. The pants prevented her and she contented herself with moving her finger in and out as I let my pee flow into her pants and down over her cunt as it had Toni’s before her. I looked up to see Toni watching, rubbing her soaking wet pants and then licking her fingers as she savoured the taste of my pee and the other mixed tastes from our previous encounters. Her eyes glowed with pleasure as she sucked and swallowed, scooped again and sucked and swallowed some more.
“Davey, baby, I love you,” came Tanya’s voice. “I like this. So warm. So wet. Love you very much my baby.”
And just for the briefest of moments, the very, very briefest of milliseconds, I saw the cloud that passed behind Toni’s eyes.
I had finished and I rolled off Tanya. Lying beside her I looked at her. “I needed that.”
“I know you did, my sweet. We all did. It was nice, and worth the wait.” She looked at Toni.
“Love you for that idea Toni. Brilliant. That’s added to our list of pleasures.”
And Toni looked at us both, and beamed, and her eyes shone even more brightly than before. She came to lie between Tanya and I.
“If I’ve done that,” she said, “if I’ve managed to do something to add to your pleasures, something new, then I’m very, very happy.” And she hugged Tanya and then  me.
“You’re a sweetheart,” Tanya murmured to her, running her hand through Toni’s short hair and down her cheek. “A real sweetheart. And -” she gave me a brief glance with her eyebrow raised and I nodded, “ –we love you. Not like we love each other, but we love you too. Both of us.”
Toni looked at Tanya, her big eyes wide, and there was love in her look and she turned her face and looked at me and there was still love in her eyes and she smiled, a warm, utterly peaceful and contented smile and she said, “And I love you too. Both of you. I love you Tanya for your kindness and cleverness and thoughtfulness and because you make sure I’m having pleasure from you both, and because you’re so happy with Dave, and I love you Dave because you’re thoughtful too and because you look after Tanya so well and because you love her so much but you make sure I have pleasure too, and you’re strong and kind and everything a man should be and you’re both so happy with each other and you’ve  made me so happy too now and I love you both for it.” And she hugged us again.
  
We lay there, together, arms round one another or draped across our bodies and we were at peace and it was so nice and nobody had to touch anybody’s sex at all because it wasn’t necessary it was just right that we lay there together. 
And then Toni made to get up from the bed and said, “But now I must go to the bathroom.”
And quick as a flash Tanya’s arms went round her and her hands pinned Toni’s upper arms to the bed so she had to stay flat on her back.
“What!” Toni cried. “What are you doing? I have to go to the bathroom!”
And Tanya remained quiet and watched her and Toni began to struggle against her and cried out.
“Tanya! Let me go. I mean it! I’m not joking! Let me up!”
I had no idea what this was all about and I got off the bed and stood looking down at them. Tanya moved to straddle Toni and now she was hopelessly pinned beneath Tanya, her arms still pinned flat. She heaved up but there was no way she was going to shift Tanya like that.
Toni glared at her. “Tanya! Stop it! Now!”
She struggled harder and writhed her body under Tanya as she tried to free herself.
“Tanya! What is this?” Toni looked up at me. “Dave! Tell her!”
I began to feel uncomfortable.
“Tanya! I’m telling you I must get up and go to the bathroom!”
“You’ve already been to the bathroom,” Tanya pointed out.
“Not like that!” Toni said. “I mean I have to go to the bathroom, properly!”
Tanya nodded. “Then go,” she told her.
Toni writhed furiously. “Then let me up!” she screamed.
I really didn’t like this. This wasn’t my Tanya. What the hell was she doing? After Toni’s earlier outburst of crying when we were both concerned I felt protective of Toni and this wasn’t nice for her. I really didn’t like this at all and said so.
“Tanya. Enough,” I said firmly. “Let Toni up. If she wants to go and use the bathroom, let her.”
Now it may seem that Tanya wears the trousers in our home and that she controls things, plans things and organises her and me the way she wants and that I just keep my mouth shut and let her get on with it, like a puppy letting its master organise its food, walks and its life.  She does. And I do, but because I’m happy for her to be that way. It suits both of us and we’re both quite content that it works like that. She controls, plans and organises so well because she instinctively knows what I’ll like and what I won’t. So I don’t have to object or insist on my own way because her way suits me and her both, and we’re happy like that. But you know all that already. The point is, Tanya also knows very well that she doesn’t really wear the trousers at all. I let her, but if I really, really want something apposite to her idea, or if I really, really object to something, and believe me that is a very, very rare occurrence indeed,  there is a tone in my voice which tells her immediately that I am wearing the trousers and that I mean what I say and that I am being masterful as a man should. This, as I say, is a rare thing, but Tanya always knows she doesn’t really control me or organise me and if she hears that tone in my voice she at once becomes submissive and gives way to me. She heard that tone now, and ignored it.
Toni looked at me and gave a little satisfied nod, then looked at Tanya.
“See! Now let me up!”
“If you have to go to the bathroom, then go,” Tanya repeated.
Toni stared at her and her big eyes grew enormous.
“What! What’re you saying! You want me to go now? Here? In my pants?”
Tanya nodded. And Toni struggled even more furiously and heaved and twisted.
“Tanya! She needs to go. Let her up! Do as I say. Now!”
And to my utter, utter amazement and incredulity, Tanya turned to look at me with a half smile on her face, and Toni stopped her struggling, looked at me with that sweet elfin face and gave me a huge wink and said,
“All part of the plan, Stan!”
I looked at them both, speechless.
“Really Dave. It’s okay. Look.”
And Tanya was still looking at me with that half smile as she lifted her hands to free Toni and Toni stayed exactly where she was.
“See?” Toni said. “It really is okay.”
“You’ve planned this between you!” I accused them. “You bloody little minxes! I can’t believe it.”   
And Toni giggled and looked at Tanya, and Tanya looked at me and realised that for once, just for once,  she might have gone too far and she left Toni and came to me and threw her arms round me and hugged me but she couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on my face because she, they, had had me so completely and utterly and she said, “Oh, Davey, I’m really sorry but it was such fun to see your face. Yes, we had planned it. I admit. We thought it would be fun. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. We didn’t mean to hurt you or make you angry.” And she giggled at Toni, and Toni giggled some more.
Bloody little minxes!
I hugged my adorable little minx and said, “I’m not angry. Really I’m not. It was a clever trick and it totally fooled me. I was worried for Toni but I’m not angry. Really.”
Maybe I was. At being fooled. Just a teeny bit.
I kissed Tanya and held her face. “Bloody little minx! I’m not angry but I feel as if I ought to tan your backside!”
“Oooo, yes please!” she squealed, but we don’t do that and she knew it. I looked at Toni.
“Bloody little elfin minx,” I said.
She wiped a laughter tear from her eye. “That was good!” she admitted with a grin. “I wasn’t at all sure I could keep a straight face and get away with it, but Tanya said yes you can, and I did.” And she started giggling all over again.
“Come and join the game,” Tanya pleaded, kissing my lips and gazing into my eyes. “Please! Promise I’ll make it up to you later.”
And she did. (But that’s another story.)
Tanya led me back to the bed and brushed her hand across my hair and down my cheek. She looked searchingly at me and asked quietly, “You okay, Davey baby? You really okay now?”
I nodded. “ I may get you back for that one day, y’know” I threatened.
Tanya nodded seriously. “Perhaps I deserve it,” she said quietly. “We really didn’t think you’d be quite so  -um- masterful about it. Have I spoilt things?”
“No,” I told her. “No, you haven’t. But I wonder what else you’ve got planned between you?” I arched an eyebrow theatrically and looked them both, but neither replied.
“I love you,” Tanya said then, resting her head on my chest as she does. “I love you so much. And I want you.”
I stroked her hair and back, the way she likes.
“We haven’t had a row, you know,” I said. “You just tricked me and I didn’t see it coming at all. It’s okay, my adorable little minx. It is okay, you know.”
And it was.  My few moments of annoyance had gone.
“Well, anyway, I have to go to the bathroom,” Toni reminded us, and Tanya left me and leapt onto the bed and onto Toni and pinned her arms again and this time I joined in and put my head close to Toni’s and leered at her in my best evil voice, “But you’re not going to the bathroom. You’re going to stay here and do it in your pants!”
And Toni struggled again and now I could see that her arms weren’t really pinned at all and she twisted and heaved under Tanya and she cried out, softly, “No! No! You must let me up! Please! I can’t do it in my pants! They’ll be full! And dirty! I mustn’t! It’s not right! Let me up! Please!”
And Tanya grinned at me and leered at Toni herself.
“No, my sweet. My lovely little Toni. You’re not getting up yet. We’ll keep you here until you’re empty!”
And Toni squealed and struggled and pleaded and twisted.
“No, no! I can’t! I mustn’t! I can’t fill my pants! Oh! Oh! No! I must go! It’s coming! I can’t hold it in any more! Let me up before it’s too late and I let it all go!”
“Let it all go, little girl!” I leered.
“Yes, let it all come out of you and fill your lovely wet pants!” leered Tanya.
“To mix with the pee and the cum that’s already there!” I leered.
And Toni’s squeal rose higher and she struggled some more and then a look of shock dawned on her face and she cried, “No! No! I can’t hold it!” Her eyes screwed up tight together and she repeated, “ I can’t hold it! It’s coming! It’s coming!”
Tanya signalled me with her eyes and together we rolled Toni over and lifted her hips so that her tight, round little ass was in the air. Her head lay to one side and she stopped her fake struggles but kept on objecting as we positioned her.   
“No! No! This is so naughty! You mustn’t make me do this!  I mustn’t do it in my pants and make them full and dirty but I can’t stop it! It wants to come out! I can feel it’s coming out now and oh! No! I mustn’t let it! No! Oh! Oh!  Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Tanya and I had a hand each on her ass, mine down near her cunt and Tanya’s higher at the top of her crease. Toni’s last long cry was accompanied by a bulge appearing in the middle of her pants as she began to expel everything she had inside her.
It was hot and soft and sticky and brown and it continued to fill and expand her pants as Tanya and I each revelled in the sight and feel of it as we cupped the bulge in our hands and massaged it higher and lower to cover all her ass cheeks. Toni was very, very full and more and more sticky brown stuff came from inside her and continued to fill her pants. Tanya and I spread it and shaped it and pushed it inside her pants and it began to fill her crotch so that it was hot against her cunt and she moaned and whispered ‘oh I’m filling my pants and it’s so nice and hot and sticky and I can feel it on my cunt.’ We felt her push as she extruded more and more. There was a huge amount and we were careful  to keep it within her pants, filling every inch of the back of them and ensuring that it also filled them lower down in her crotch where it formed a separate, hot sticky bulge which I gently squashed against her cunt and clit.
“Rrrrooooorrrrrrrr!” Toni whispered loudly as she felt it squeeze between her cunt lips, rub against her clit and into her love tunnel. “Ooooooo, that’s so nice! I want more! But I haven’t any more! That’s all I have.”
“It’s wonderful and it’s enough for now,” Tanya cooed softly. “But you shall have more, sweet little Toni. You shall have more.”
I was massaging Toni’s pants and shaping and pushing and making sure that I filled Toni’s cunt with as much of her brown stickiness as I possibly could. And each time I kneaded a little more into her she gave a little moan and pushed backwards against my hand to help.
Tanya bent to kiss Toni’s lithe back and ran her tongue from her shoulderblades slowly and delicately down Toni’s spine. Toni gave a little shiver. Tanya continued until she reached the small of her back and then she left the bed and disappeared from my view. I took over, still playing with Toni’s full pants and filling her cunt and I licked her back and her ribs as I did.
“Are you comfortable like that, Toni?” I whispered.
She nodded her head. Then, softly, excitedly, “Are you going to fuck my ass again, Dave?”
“Not now, my lovely little Toni,” I answered equally softly. “But I will. Tanya wants to fuck you.”
Because I knew where my girl had gone. She’d gone for the strap-on with the latex cock that we have.
“Tanya’s going to fuck my ass?” She was still excited at the thought.
“No. She’s going to fill your cunt with her cock and fuck you.”
“Mmmmmmm! Yes! I want it. I want to feel it!”
I moved aside and waited as Tanya came to the bed and positioned herself at the foot of it. Gently she pushed at Toni’s hips and slid her further up the bed until she could kneel on it herself. Tanya had got rid of her manhole cover and now wore only her pink see through stretch pants. I thought it would be a good time to lose my skirt as well and it joined the growing pile of clothes on the floor. Tanya had pulled down the front of her pants and the cock stuck out from them. I’d seen it, and felt it, many times before, but now it looked huge.
Tanya waited and looked at me.
“Love you,” she said and her mouth puckered up. I stepped forward to her and kissed her tenderly.
Tanya reached one hand out and stroked Toni’s back.
“Love you, Toni,” she said.
Toni wriggled a little and sighed comfortably. “Love you too, Tanya. I want to feel you fuck me now!”
By way of answer Tanya knelt up on the bed behind her, holding the cock in one hand and moved forward so that it pressed against Toni’s ass, the tip pushing gently into the fabric and squashing the brown stickiness inside. Toni let out a soft ‘Mmmm!’ and Tanya moved the tip down, down, until she could push it under Toni’s crotch, rubbing it  outside her pants against her cunt lips.
“Mmmmm!” murmured Toni again. “Warm. Nice.”
And I relaxed and watched as my wonderful sweet Tanya began to give the ultimate pleasure to Toni as she rubbed and stroked and played the tip of her cock around and across and under and everywhere except inside.    
I couldn’t resist and for a few minutes I gently stroked the inside of Toni’s thighs, my fingers trailing up and down and around too, across the top of the holdups and up to her groin and away again and the tip of the cock rubbed beneath her and Toni’s breath became a little faster and Tanya and I continued to arouse her and pleasure her for a while until each stroke of my fingers against her skin and each stroke or gentle probe of the cock against her made her take a short, sharp intake of  breath and they began to grow a little louder and more frequent and we both knew she was ready to receive that luscious, sensual, ecstatic feeling of the cock sliding into her cunt.
And now Tanya carefully eased away the edge of one leg of Toni’s pants and allowed the tip of her cock to rub Toni’s flesh, and Toni squirmed a little and made murmuring noises. Tanya explored gently with her cock until she found Toni’s cunt lips and poised with the cock just separating them.
“Oh, I can feel you there!” Toni murmured. “It’s nice. I want you in me now!”
And Tanya obliged, thrusting forward in one long, slow movement that sent her cock between Toni’s cunt lips and past her clit, and in, further, sliding slowly in Toni’s tight young love tunnel, sliding in her hot love juices and the warm brown sticky stuff that filled Toni’s cunt and as Tanya slid her cock  further and further inside Toni there always seemed to be more left and Toni began to gasp ‘Oh! Oh! Yes! That’s it! Yes! Oh, it’s filling me!’ and Tanya went on easing her hips forward and the cock forward and finally it was completely inside Toni and Tanya’s mound was pressed up against Toni’s round ass and Toni gasped again and said ‘Yeeeeesssssss!’
Tanya paused and gazed down at Toni. Then she turned her head to look at me, mouthed ‘love you!’ and beckoned me with a flick of her head.
I moved nearer to her and she kept one hand on Toni’s hip to steady her, and went for my cock with the other. And she began to fuck Toni, pulling out with a long, slow stroke almost leaving her cunt, but not quite, and then back in again with the same long slow stroke, and Toni gasped and went ‘aaaaahhhh’ and Tanya’s hand was cupping my balls and stroking my cock and I was getting hard because to see these two adorable girls enjoying their sex together and to feel my beloved Tanya’s hand wanking me gently was too much and I wanted to be part of this and moved round to stand behind Tanya and pulled down the top of her pants, down past her ass cheeks and lower until her rosebud was free and I aimed my cock  there and Tanya spread her knees a little because she wanted me too and my cock found that lovely round hole and I slid inside her and then remained still and as Tanya pulled back with each stroke from Toni she slid onto my cock and as she moved forward into Toni she slid away from me and it was just electrifying to know that we were fucking each other this way.
And Tanya began to move faster, sliding in and out of Toni’s cunt with long, even, fast strokes and onto my own cock with the same long strokes and Toni’s gasps became louder as she cried ‘Yes! Fuck me! It’s nice in there! It’s nice! Faster!’ and Tanya complied and began to pound Toni’s cunt and thrust herself back onto my cock and it was heavenly and now Tanya was breathing fast and beginning to gasp too and Toni was moaning in her throat and thrusting herself back onto Tanya’s cock each time and I used one hand to rub Tanya’s cunt through her pants as she moved her own body so that I was wanking her even as I fucked her ass and she moaned too but I was standing perfectly still and the girls were doing everything themselves and I sensed Toni’s body go rigid and I knew she was there and she let out a little scream of pure ecstasy as Tanya thrust at her very hard and again and once more  and each thrust produced a little scream and then Toni came and I knew she’d shot her cum all over Tanya’s cock inside her and it mixed with the brown sticky stuff that was in her too and Tanya knew it and gasped and her body quivered as she had her own small orgasm at the feel of my cock in her ass and her cock in Toni’s cunt and Toni let out a huge gasp and scream together as she reached her peak and orgasmed but Tanya kept thrusting at her and Toni gasped again with each thrust and now I knew I was close too and I matched Tanya’s backwards movements and thrust into her myself beginning to pound at her lovely, wet, tight rosebud and Toni was building again and moaning and gasping and Tanya thrust at her cunt as hard as she could and Toni came again and the sound of her gasping ‘Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!’ with each of Tanya’s thrusts made me cum too and I felt my warm spunk gush from my cock and into my lovely Tanya’s ass and she pressed against me and moaned and Toni fell forward away from Tanya’s cock in exhaustion and collapsed face down on the bed and I gave one last thrust at Tanya and felt the last of my hot cum spurt into her and then I released her and we both joined Toni on the bed and the three of us lay there all gasping and heaving together in the throes of our triple orgasms.  
 
Within a few moments Tanya had rolled onto her back and removed the strap-on, Throwing it aside she pulled at me with her hands until I was between her legs and she pushed my head down towards her cunt. I knew she wanted to be licked and sucked and I was delighted to oblige because I can stay there and lick and suck my adorable little Tanya for hours, and have done, and now I wanted to taste her love juice and her pee and I briefly aroused her again through her pants until she was stroking my head and pulling me into her and then I eased down the top of her pants and ran my tongue over her soft skin and she lifted herself slightly off the bed so that I could pull her pants down further and I stopped in pure shock and utter rapture because my wonderful girl, this beautiful, sexy, adorable creature that I loved so much and whose body I could enjoy and pleasure for hours had shaved herself at last and she was completely smooth and soft like Toni and there wasn’t a vestige of her soft downy hair anywhere and I loved it.
I looked up to see her smiling at me, her eyes glowing with love and tenderness.
“Told you I had a surprise for you,” she whispered.
I couldn’t say anything. I just gazed at her and my heart went out to her because she does so much to please me and make me happy and her smile grew wider and she whispered,” Now suck me and lick me harder than you ever have before!”
And I did. I pressed against those incredibly smooth soft cunt lips and I licked and kissed and I sucked and slurped and her juices ran and my tongue was making her wet all around her cunt and inside it too, mixing with her juice and she began to writhe and murmur and pressed herself onto my tongue and it was absolute heaven, it was ecstasy to feel that smooth skin and flesh against my lips and tongue and I thrust my tongue into her and licked and flicked at her clit with every ounce of strength my muscles could produce and I sucked at her juice and tasted it and swallowed her warm nectar and knew I wanted to stay there for hours and hours and Toni was forgotten in the thrill of sucking my beloved Tanya and hearing and feeling her pleasure build as she moaned and writhed and thrust against my lips and there was so much juice and it flooded from her and soaked my face and it was heavenly to feel it and taste it and Tanya gasped and gasped again and arched up and cried out ‘Daaaavey! Baby! Baby! Baby! Oh Davey!’ and her hands roved around my head and my neck and I couldn’t believe it but there was even more of her cum coming from inside that deliciously wet warm smooth cunt and on me as I licked and sucked at her clit and my tongue revelled in it and I licked and sucked and drank and didn’t stop until I’d recovered every drop I could and Tanya was lying back and making little moaning noises as she enjoyed my tongue around her cunt lips and her thighs collecting her cum from them.
Whatever it is, it works.
“I don’t care --” Tanya said, gasping from her orgasm, looking straight up at the ceiling, “—how bloody good the orgasms are ---  I am not waiting to feel your tongue in me like that again --- for ten fucking days, ever!  I love you, Davey baby.”
We lay together, content and sated. I glanced at Toni and saw that she was dozing peacefully, her head turned to one side on the pillow, her short, boyish hair framing that delicate elfin face, her lips parted slightly and her breathing light and even.
I turned to look at Tanya and our eyes met. She glanced at Toni herself and smiled at her, a tender, caring, loving smile and then she looked back at me and we kissed each other’s lips, and again and again,  and there was no sex there, it was love, pure and simple and fulfilled and absolute as we stroked each other’s faces and looked  into each other’s eyes and kissed and spoke not one word.
Toni moved slightly next to me and I looked and saw she’d opened her eyes. It took a moment for her to focus, and then she shuffled herself upright onto the pillows.
“Sorry,” she said sleepily. “I didn’t want to doze off. But I’m so fucked.” She giggled at us. “I’m fucked! I’m fucked, and it’s lovely!” She rubbed her eyes.
“Best sleep in the world,” Tanya assured her. “Purest, deepest, most restful sleep there is, when you’re fucked.”
“Well, I’m awake now!” Toni said. “What have I missed?”
“Davey gave me a good licking,” Tanya said with her impish smile. “Soaked me. Feel me.” And she reached across me and took Toni’s hand and placed it between her legs.
“Ooo, lovely and wet,” Toni agreed. She glanced down at her own wet and dirty pants. “Like me. But I’m full in my pussy, as well as wet.”
“Oh, I will be too,”  Tanya said airily. “The night is yet young.”
Actually, it wasn’t. It was quite late, but none of us cared.   
“Then it must be time for me to do something,” Toni said, glancing at me. “Can I use the strap-on, Tanya?”
My girl rolled her eyes heavenwards, tutted, then rolled right over me to lie beside Toni. She took her face in both hands, her nose inches from Toni’s and she growled in her best parental voice,
“I told you, don’t ask! I told you, you adorable little creature, with your big eyes and your lovely body and your gorgeous wet, full pussy, I told you,  don’t ask!
She rubbed Toni’s nose with her own, kissed  her lips and then continued in the same joking growl, “Take the strap-on, do what you want with it, fuck me, fuck Davey, do exactly what you want to whoever you want, but don’t ask!” And she slipped her hands round Toni’s neck and pulled her head forward, resting cheek to cheek with Toni. She kissed her tenderly on one cheek and let Toni go.
“Now be off with you my girl!” she growled, smiling. “Take your lovely breasts, your lithe body, your big round eyes, your tight round ass and your wonderful wet cunt full of your own brown stuff and your pee and your cum, and do whatever you want whenever you want and to whom, but do not ask again!”
And Toni looked at her and said submissively, “Yes mummy,” and both girls laughed and hugged each other and kissed and Tanya felt around for the strap-on and handed it to her. Toni held it for a moment, gazing at me with warmth in her eyes. She left the bed, fitted the toy on over her pants and stood looking down at me, her hands on her hips. She did that delightful lady-of the-manor thing again.
“Dave, I have need of exercise. Your services are required immediately.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’m desirous of discovering for myself, purely in the interests of propriety, you understand, some details of these carnal pleasures of which the servants constantly speak and word of which has drifted up from the scullery to my chaste ears.”
Tanya was grinning and silently clapping her hands together.
“It will therefore be necessary for me to use this, um-  um- “ she gestured at the latex cock –
“Cock, ma’am,” I supplied helpfully.
“Yes. This um – cock upon your person. Do you understand?”
“Certainly ma’am. Anything I can do to oblige your ladyship will be a pleasure.”
“Hmmmphh! Well, as you are of the male persuasion and therefore deficient in the area generally associated, so I am led to believe, with this um—cock, I shall have no alternative but to use the only available area in which I believe this appendage will fit.”
Tanya was rolling about, her eyes screwed up and shaking with silent laughter. “Brilliant!” she murmured “Just brilliant!”
“What is the name commonly used to describe that area?”
“The ass, ma’am.”
“And how does one describe, in the politest of company of course, the action when using the appendage?”
“In the politest of company, ma’am? Fucking.”
And Tanya burst out in gales of laughter and rolled around, the tears streaming from her eyes, hammering her fists on the bed and Toni couldn’t keep a straight face either and her lips pursed as she tried not to laugh but it was no good and she had to look away as her shoulders shook.
“Oh, I love it! I love it!” Tanya could hardly get the words out. Toni had recovered and faced me again sternly.
“Fucking. Yes. Cock, ass, fucking.”
“If I may be permitted ma’am, the correct sequence for that would be, cock fucking ass.”
“Yes. Well,  thank you Dave. I shall remember that for the ladies at our next musical soiree  ---”
And Tanya collapsed in hysterics and I cracked up too and that set Toni off and she lost it completely and had to sit on the bed, her shoulders heaving with laughter and her hands covering her face.
“I can’t go on!” she laughed. “I ‘ve lost it now.”
Tanya was wiping her eyes with her fingers, still laughing.
“Oh, that was good!” she said. “That was just so clever! Toni, you’re brilliant! You’re an angel.”
Toni shook her head, grinning broadly at us.  “Sorry. It’s gone. I wanted to do some more but I know I’d never be able to keep a straight face now.”   
“Shame,” I said. “I was enjoying that too.”
“Maybe I’ll try again later,” said Toni. “But right now I want to fuck your ass.”
And my girl got up from the bed and gave her eyes a last wipe and still grinning, said, “I’m going to fetch some more beers. Start without me.”
Toni lay beside me. “As I sat on the bed just now I felt some more of my full pants squash into my cunt again, Dave. I do wish I could feel your cock in there with it.” She held up a hand to forestall me. “I know, I know, I’m only saying.”
She planted a kiss on my lips and looked at me with the same devilish smile that I see on Tanya sometimes. “Maybe if I fuck your ass you’ll need to fill your pants, Dave.”
She paused and kissed me again. “That would be nice. I’d like to see that and feel it, the way you and Tanya felt me when I did it.”
“The world will be your oyster,” I said softly, “and your wishes will be our commands.”
“Oh, you’re so sweet!” she squealed, and kissed me hard, her tongue forcing into my mouth. Then she resumed her former position, her face close to mine, her eyes shining and she said, “Roll over, you lovely man. Give me your ass.”
And I did and she knelt behind me and pulled down the waist of my pants. “Have to keep these on for later,” she murmured, and chuckled.
I felt the tip of her cock probing between my cheeks as she sought the entrance to my man-cunt. The cock pushed against me and she spread my cheeks a little. She probed again and then she was in, sliding into me and holding my hips to balance herself.
“Ooohhh!” she murmured. “I like it! It’s like being a man, being behind you and pushing my cock into you, in and out, sliding into your hole.” She fell silent for a moment, and there was wonder in her voice as she murmured again.
“I’m fucking you Dave. I’m fucking you. My cock is in your ass hole and –”
She fell silent again and I could see down the length of the bed and my own body that Tanya had silently returned and her hand was between Toni’s legs as she massaged the brown bulge that was still there in her pants and she felt for Toni’s cunt clips and clit through the fabric and the brown sticky bulge and she found the magic place because Toni’s head went back and her eyes were closed and she stroked backwards and forwards sliding her cock in and out of me slowly and gently and she murmured dreamily, “I’m fucking your lovely ass Dave, and it’s nice to be like the man for once, fucking, and I can feel Tanya’s fingers in my cunt, wanking me and I’m a girl too so I’m both now and I wish my cock could cum in you Dave but it’s nice to fuck you and I’m going to cum myself now and do it harder Tanya, my lovely Tanya, you’re making me cum again and it’s coming now and I love you Tanya and I love you Dave and oooooooohhhhhhhh!” and she withdrew the cock from me and fell onto my back and hips as she came.
I lowered myself onto the bed and she stayed where she was, lying on my back and clinging to me round my waist. It was a strangely quiet and subdued orgasm compared to her earlier ones. She murmured dreamily again as she lay on me, the cock pressing into my back a little under her weight.
“Oh that was nice. That was such a nice climax!”
“Toni,” I ventured softly, “I love the feel of your warm body on mine and I don’t want to disturb you but your cock is still hard and its not in me, its on me and --”
And she scrambled off me, saying “Sorry, sorry,  it’s so nice to lie on you Dave. I just wanted to stay there.”
Tanya deftly removed the strap-on from her and smiled.
“Then lie on him, sweet Toni. Lie on him and enjoy him.”
But I had rolled onto my back by now, and Toni snuggled her body against me and pressed it hard and rested her head on my chest and she said in that dreamy voice, “I could lie here for hours, just doing nothing. I love being next to you, Dave.”
And I looked at Tanya, wondering how she would take that and the fact that Toni was lying in her own favourite position and she was smiling at Toni and bent to kiss her body, working her way up her ribs and sides, pausing to kiss the breast that lay against me and then to her cheek and she murmured softly “And he likes being next to you, sweet little Toni-girl. He likes the feel of your warm skin on him, the feel of your head on his chest, the pressure of your breast against him and the sensation of your warm cunt on his thigh. So lie, and enjoy.”
( She’s just so amazing and I love her so much.)  
“And I love the feel of you next to me, too,” whispered my girl very softly into Toni’s ear.
Toni opened an eye and gazed at her. “Do you know,” she murmured, “that climax I just had was different to all the others.”
“Not every one can be an all-time high.” Tanya spoke quietly to her, stroking her short boyish hair and her cheek. “Sometimes they’re like that, sometimes they’re simply wonderful.”
“That was a wonderful one,” Toni murmured thoughtfully. “And I know why.”
Tanya waited, still caressing Toni gently. And I waited, perfectly content to listen to these two wonderful girls, these two adorable creatures, talking together and sharing their innermost thoughts and feelings in front of me, and my heart went out to both of them and I felt honoured that they would do that.
“And why was it a wonderful one, my darling little Toni,” asked Tanya in her soft and loving whisper. “Do you want to say, or is it something to keep close to your heart, a secret for lovely little Toni-girl to treasure forever?”
“It will be my secret,” agreed Toni dreamily, “to treasure forever in my heart, but only a secret from other people, not from you two.”
She continued in that dreamy fashion.  “It wasn’t electrifying, that orgasm. It wasn’t even ecstatic. It was simply wonderful because it wasn’t an orgasm of sex.”
Tanya was beginning to nod her head gently.
“It was a wonderful climax,” Toni went on, “because it was a warm climax, a contented climax, a slow, languorous, full climax, because it was a climax of love.”
Tanya was still nodding  and she bent down once again and  murmured oh-so-softly into Toni’s ear, “I know it was, my sweet darling, my lovely little Toni. I know exactly that it was one of love and not sex, and they can often be the best kind of orgasm you can have.”
Toni shifted her head slightly so that she could look at Tanya.
“You know what I’m saying?” she asked her.
“I know,” Tanya murmured. “I know.”
And Toni moved to look at me and then back at my girl, and she said, quietly and simply,
“I love you. I love you Tanya. I love you Dave. I’ve known you only a few hours, but I love you both from deep in my heart. Not because of the sex. Oh no. Not because of the fun and the wet and the orgasms. Oh no. Because of the people you are. Because of the feelings you’ve shown me. Because of the care, and the love you’ve shown me. And because I can look in your eyes Tanya, and in yours Dave, and I can see that your whole life is love, and that makes me love you both.” She was quiet for a few moments, then she said, “I really do love you both very much, but that is a secret that will stay locked right in the middle of my heart.”
There was a silence. I didn’t want to break it for fear of  spoiling the warm, contented feeling that drifted gently around us all. I was sure Tanya felt as I did since she remained quiet and just gently stroked and caressed Toni all the while.
“I hope I haven’t upset you or made you angry,” Toni said in a small voice.
Tanya looked at me silently but her eyes signalled me to answer.
“You haven’t,” I told Toni, in a quiet and gentle voice. “Not Tanya, and not me. We’re not upset and neither are we angry. Why should we be? You’ve just said some wonderful things about us, to us. Why do you think we could be upset or angry?”
“I thought -  - I thought maybe Tanya would think I was trying to muscle in on her man --”
And Tanya reached for her and heaved Toni bodily off my chest and cuddled the top half of her in her arms and rocked back and forth like you would rock a baby and stroked her head and her neck and squeezed her tight and Toni’s head was on her shoulder and without looking at me she said, “And maybe Dave would think I was trying to take him away from you- -”
“No, no, no, no, no,” Tanya crooned, rocking her. “Toni, Toni, Toni.”
And I saw a tear glistening in the corner of her eye.
I sat up on the bed and moved to face Toni as her head, resting on Tanya’s shoulder as she rocked her back and forth gently, moved closer to me and away, closer and away again. She raised her eyes and looked at me.
“You lovely adorable little girl,” I said softly. “You could not do that. We’re both delighted, we’re flattered, we’re honoured, we’re all the nice adjectives you can think of, that you’ve said those things to us but there’s no way you could do that to either of us.”    
“I know it,” Toni answered me. “I know it and I would never, never want to do that. But I was afraid you two, or one of you, might think it.”
“Never,” I replied. I cupped her face in my hands as she came near to me and Tanya had to stop rocking as I was holding Toni fast. “We---love—you,” I said, saying each word clearly and slowly and looking deep into her eyes. “We both love you.”
I liked the nickname that Tanya had called her earlier and I used it again now.  “You are our little Toni-girl. You are adorable, lovely, loving, you’re a pleasure to be with. You make us laugh, and in all the world there is no better thing than shared laughter. You have shown us the same care, the same thoughtfulness, the same love, that you have had from us. You are special, you are deep in our hearts, and you will remain there.”
And Toni reached forward impulsively and Tanya let her go and Toni threw her arms round me and buried her head in my neck and she said very softly “I love you. I love you.”
 
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We had a short rest again, returning to the food, or what was left of it, drinking our beers and reminiscing about the hours we had already spent together. Toni tried to start her-ladyship again but Tanya had a mouthful of food and waved her hand frantically at Toni to stop as she tried to laugh and eat at the same time.
And eventually the only thing left on the tray was the huge raspberry gateau.
“Who wants a piece?” Tanya asked.
“I do,” I said.
“I’m full,” Toni said and then let out one of her delightful giggles. “Both ends.”
So Tanya cut a huge slice of the gateau, laid it on a plate then cut an inch from the tip of the slice, collected it on a fork and presented it to my lips.
“There you are,” she offered, and I dutifully took the morsel from her fork.
“Is that all I get?” I enquired peevishly.
“Oh no, you get the lot,” Tanya grinned, and she used her fingers to scoop half the remaining slice into her hand and then offered the plate to Toni.
Tanya reached for my pants, pulled the waist away from my skin and dumped the gateau from her hand into my pants. She wiped the cream and fruit from her fingers onto my skin and held the pants open for Toni, who followed suit. Tanya let the elastic spring back into place.
It was cool and soft and squelchy and squashy and the girls mashed it into my skin and down over my cock.
“Nothing like a bit of spice to improve the flavour of food,” Tanya grinned and knelt in front of me. Again she pulled my pants away from me and nuzzled her head against me, searching for my cock amidst the huge mound of sticky, creamy goo that bulged in my pants. She slurped at the cake, found my cock and took it in her mouth, sucking the gateau from it. My cock was dozing but it began to wake at the feel of her mouth round it. Satisfied, she removed her head, her mouth and  cheeks covered with gateau. She looked up at Toni. “Sure you don’t want some?”
“Well, if it’s spiced like that I may well be able to manage some,” Toni agreed and the girls changed places and Toni knelt in front of me and took her turn at nuzzling into me, and the cake, and sucking at my cock, now half awake and gaining full consciousness rapidly.
Tanya used her own pants to wipe the last vestiges of cake from her fingers. Toni stood and licked her lips, her face covered with cream and squashed fruit.
“Lovely!” she agreed. “Nice cake!”
“You’ve both got cream on your noses,” I pointed out.
The girls looked at each other.
“So we have,” they agreed and Tanya pointed to her love mound. “There,” she said to Toni, and lay back on the bed, opened her legs and waited. Toni moved to her and nuzzled her face against Tanya’s stomach, wiping her cheeks against them and cleaning her face against Tanya’s pants. The girls rolled over each other and Tanya did the same, leaving white and pink streaks of cream and fruit against Toni’s own soft pants, and mixing with the traces of her brown stuff that lay within.
Toni gave a little yawn. “Ooo, sorry,” she said. “I’m not used to such mammoth sessions. I’m not really tired.”   
“Well,” Tanya told her, “there’s one thing I haven’t had yet and I want it very much, so you could have a little rest for a while if you want.” And she looked up at me and I knew what she meant and I wanted it too and Toni looked from me to her and smiled and said, “You want your Dave. I’m going to watch.”
And Tanya rolled onto her back and held out both arms wide to me. Her eyes glowed, tenderly, as they silently begged me to come to her. Toni moved aside and lay propped on one elbow watching us.
I moved to Tanya and lay on top of her, gazing into her eyes. They spoke volumes to me, telling me of her love, her tenderness, and that she wanted me inside her, and that she was happy, and contented, and that she was glad we had done this thing with three people and I was glad too and I gently kissed her nose and then her lips because her eyes had told me that she wanted me inside her but she didn’t want sex she wanted my love.
And there was no foreplay, there was no caressing or kissing or licking or sucking. She opened her legs wide and I just pulled aside her pants gently and explored with my cock to find her cunt lips and then her clit and the tip rubbed against it gently and her eyes glowed even more and I entered her, slowly, gently until I was fully inside her and I began to love my sweet, adorable so special Tanya with long, gentle, full strokes, moving my hips so that she could feel every inch of me within her and I continued those long, slow, gentle strokes because I wasn’t fucking her I was loving her and I wanted it to take a long time, a very long time because we had done this many times, countless times before, and the sex was good but the loving was always a hundred times better and I knew if I aroused her slowly with my love her climax would be tremendous and now I wanted that for her, very much.
And she smiled and kissed me gently and let her eyes close as my cock continued to pleasure her, slowly, slowly, gently and I could feel the coolness of the cake on her against my skin and I could feel the softness of her smooth, smooth  love mound against me too and the wetness within her as her love juices flowed and I felt an incredibly warm feeling in me as I gazed at her because it was love and not sex and I knew she felt the same and I wanted us to be in this position and to move together this way forever but I wanted her to explode in a frenzy of pleasure and excitement and love too but not yet, not yet, and our love went on and on and it was just so beautiful to give so much pleasure to my girl this way and I was careful to control myself absolutely because nothing must spoil this time, this loving, and now her lips were open a little and she was breathing through them and her gentle thrusts against me as we loved became a little more insistent and harder but it wasn’t time yet and this must go on longer still and I wouldn’t allow myself to become faster and stronger but continued to love her in that same slow, gentle way and her lips were open more and she breathed  ‘Davey, my baby, my Davey,’ and now her words spoke volumes as her eyes had done and still I moved inside her in that same way and I knew she was building but oh-so slowly and that is what I wanted for her and how it should be and her hands rubbed my back and her fingers curled into me as her body responded to mine and her pleasure mounted, and she stroked my hair and my neck and my back and her fingers gripped me again, harder and more insistently and her hands stroked my back down to my ass and she began to pull me into her but it still wasn’t time, not yet, and I wouldn’t allow it and continued my slow, gentle strokes within her and now her breath was coming harder and faster and her hips rose to meet mine urging me to move harder and faster as her pleasure neared the point of no return but I wouldn’t do it and continued to build her pleasure the way I wanted, slowly and gently and her hands gripped my neck and pulled my head down beside hers on the pillow and she breathed ‘Davey, my darling, my sweet baby, oh I love you, I love you, I love you so much’  and she was gripping my neck so hard and pulling my head against hers and now I knew it wouldn’t be long as each breath was a gentle ‘uh’ sound and I stopped briefly, almost outside her and she breathed another ‘uh’ and then I moved inside her again, slowly, slowly, and her body began to tremble beneath me and I stopped again, just for a second and again she let out a little moan and her body shivered against mine and I knew that her climax had started deep, deep within her and that it was growing and building and that’s why she was shivering and trembling but it must take a long time and I still wouldn’t move fast within her and I wasn’t conscious of my own orgasm at all because my thoughts were only to give my girl the ultimate climax, the biggest, the longest, the highest, the most electrifying pleasure I had ever given her and this was so important and I continued the same way loving her with my body and my heart and my soul and then she was squeezing me so hard it hurt and her fingers dug into my back and her body   
lifted against mine and she drew in a huge breath and held it and her body went still for a moment and then she let out her breath and screamed ‘Davey! Davey!’ and her body was absolutely rigid against me and the rest of her breathing was just ‘Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!’ one after another and they continued for a long time and that is what I wanted for her and now I felt my own orgasm beginning and I was content to let it happen and only now as her own climax just passed its peak and her body began to soften and relax against me did I move inside her a little harder and more insistently as I felt my physical love start its travel and she stiffened against me once more and cried out ‘I love you!’ as my stronger movements re-ignited her own fire and her body was totally rigid against me again  and she quivered and her fingers hurt as they dug into me so hard and she drew in a huge breath as if she was nearly drowning and then let it out in a long, long cry of ‘Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!’ as my love gushed into her and she felt it and it fused with her own pleasure and that’s what it was she was almost drowning in pleasure and excitement and orgasm and that’s what I wanted for her and I felt an ache in my heart because I wanted this moment, her orgasm, to last forever too as she trembled and shook and gasped for air but there would be others, there would be more, and I waited, my own climax finished as she just remained rigid with her back slightly arched beneath me and her breaths gasping as she held onto me and time passed and slowly, slowly her body softened and she relaxed onto the bed but her eyes were still shut and her breathing fast and she wouldn’t let me go but gripped me with her hands and fingers as if life itself depended on it.
I became conscious of Toni lying beside us, the room and everything that had faded into nothingness during that long, long, but-oh-so-brief time when my whole being had been focussed on my beloved little Tanya.
Gradually her fingers eased their grip and pressure on my back. She let one hand fall to her side and caressed me with the other. “My baby,” she murmured. “My baby. Oh God. My Davey baby.”  I moved to one side, opposite from Toni, and lay beside Tanya, my arm resting across her and my fingers softly stroking her ribs.
Toni was watching us, a smile, slightly tinged with sadness, on her face.
“How beautiful!” she whispered. “I’ve just watched you making love. Just beautiful!” She paused. “How I wish that someone would love me that way,” she finished wistfully.
Tanya still had her eyes closed and she  felt with her free arm, found Toni’s hand and their fingers entwined as Tanya squeezed her hand and held it.
“One day,”  she murmured breathlessly. “You’ll see. One day.”
But I knew she was being kind to Toni because if Toni ever found a man, or a girl, with whom she could share a love as absolute as Tanya’s and mine, she would indeed be a very, very lucky girl. And Toni knew it too, because she gave a very slight shake of her boyish head which Tanya didn’t see. But I did.
We lay like that for while, not moving, not speaking, just relaxing and enjoying the sensation of being together, of shared contentment, of shared pleasure. I looked at Tanya. Her breathing was regular and even and I realised she had fallen fast asleep. Toni put a hand to her mouth and yawned again.
I motioned with my head, not wanting to wake my adorable girl.
“In that drawer,” I whispered. “Duvet.”
And Toni nodded and carefully left the bed, fetched the duvet and gently laid it across us. She came round to the other side of the bed and carefully crept under it herself, snuggling gently against me, her knees against the back of my own, her soft mound against my ass and her head against my shoulders.
“Rest,” I murmured and I felt her nod and yawn again. I gazed at my girl, sleeping peacefully. My gaze turned to the window. Dawn’s early light was filtering through it, the trees beyond faintly visible as ghostly shapes. A bird sang somewhere. Tanya breathed peacefully and I heard Toni’s own breathing fall into an even, regular pattern.
Life was very, very much alright.
I closed my eyes and we slept.

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 I was awakened by the feel of someone nuzzling my stomach and my cock. I knew it was Tanya because she often wakes me this way, whether it be morning, noon or night. Sometimes she’ll kiss me on the lips or face or chest but her favourite way is to go down on me and kiss and nuzzle my cock until I awake. So I didn’t even bother to open an eye. I just reached for her head and stroked her long, thick tresses as they lay across me.
“’Morning,” I murmured.
She stopped her movements now that I was awake and I felt her slide up to my chest.
“’Morning, sleepyhead,” she said. “It isn’t though.”
“Isn’t what?”
“Morning. It’s nearly two o’clock.”
I opened my eyes and saw her face, her tousled hair falling either side of it as she watched me with a huge grin.  She nodded. “Really.”
“Come here,” I commanded. She moved further up my body and poised her head over mine. My hands went round her back and I pulled her to me, kissing her softly and lovingly, those wonderful thick locks draping my own face as we greeted a new day.
We always wake each other like this, in some way or other. No sex, no excitement or arousal, just the shared joy of being together, waking to each other and loving each other.
“Breakfast?” Tanya suggested.
“That would be nice,” I agreed.
Tanya turned to look at Toni, then motioned me with a twitch of her head to look myself.
Toni had turned over and was sleeping with her back to me, only one cheek and her boyish hair visible on the pillow as she cuddled under the duvet, her brown  right arm thrown carelessly over her shoulder.
“Sweet little thing,” Tanya murmured, then looked at me and grinned. “That’s the trouble. No stamina, these youngsters.”
I nodded sagely,  and Tanya carefully rolled off me and got out of bed.
“Stay there,” she whispered. “I’ll let you know when it’s ready. Let her sleep.”
“I’m not asleep,” came a sleepy voice. “I woke as soon as you started sucking him. And I’ve got plenty of stamina but you two have fucked me so completely I just didn’t want to move.”
And we laughed and Tanya gave a her a gentle good morning kiss and asked again, “Breakfast?” and Toni nodded and stretched, like a lithe young cat. Tanya disappeared into the kitchen and Toni yawned, stretched again and I sensed her skin and muscles and bones and tendons stretching with her and she was so young and luscious and I wanted her. She rolled over to look at me and smiled. She ran a hand down my cheek.
“’Morning,” she said. “Afternoon rather.”
“Nice sleep?”
“Lovely,” she purred. She smiled again. “Best sleep you can have…….”
I reached under the duvet and gently caressed one breast and then the other. The very feel of her against my hands and the sensation of her soft warm breath on my face was enough to make me hard, and she sensed it and smiled again and took my cock in her hand.
“God, I want you,” she whispered, her eyes big and wide and staring at me.
I shook my head.
“Then let me rub myself on you,” she pleaded, and she suddenly threw back the duvet so it slid to he floor, rolled over to straddle me and pressed her crotch down hard onto me. Her  pants had dried from the night’s fun, but they were moist now from the effects of her deep natural sleep and she began to thrust her hips backwards and forwards, rubbing her cunt and clit along the length of my erect cock. Her eyes were alight with excitement as she wanked herself furiously on me, then she paused, lifted herself and quickly freed my cock from my pants, lowering herself back onto its length all in one smooth movement. I could feel the remains of her brown stuff, still soft and sticky and squashy inside her pants and as she began to breathe through her open mouth I felt the flow of her love juice as it soaked into the brown stuff, her pants and onto my cock, making it even easier for her to rub herself.
“Let me feel it on me!” she pleaded, gasping. “Please!”
And quick as a flash she’d moved again, pulled aside the leg of her pants and pressed her wet cunt back down onto me, bareback. She rubbed herself once, twice, three times, and on that third stroke the tip of my cock caught her clit, and she wriggled and trapped it and I was inside, inside her cunt.   
She came then with a loud gasp and a flood of her juice, even as I used both arms to lift her clear of me, and I came too, shooting my cum straight up and onto her cunt, now an inch above me as I held her aloft.
“No!” I whispered. “No Toni! You know that’s not on!”
“Oh, but nice!” she gasped. “Just that moment! Just to feel you, to know you were in me, just for that second or two, made me cum instantly.”
And as I lifted her clear of my body and clear of my cock, I felt a cold tingle, a creeping on my spine which I had never felt since the day I met my Tanya, as I suddenly saw that she was standing at the bedroom door, watching us. Her face was expressionless.
Time froze.
Strange expression, but true. Time never actually freezes, of course, The seconds, the minutes tick away, but as the three of us were then, at that moment, time froze for us. Nobody moved, nobody spoke. I held Toni above me, her head turned to look over her own shoulder as she too had sensed the presence of my girl in the room. I felt her cunt drip her juice and my cum back onto my cock. And Tanya’s eyes followed the drip as she watched it fall.
And then she left the door and began to walk towards the bed, her face still composed and expressionless.
I desperately tried to read her eyes but they were just as devoid of expression as her face. She stopped beside us and looked at Toni, then at me. And for the first time since the day I had met this wonderful, adorable, lovable girl, months before, I wanted to cringe away from her.
I had to let Toni down because my arms were aching and I rolled her away from Tanya onto the other side of the bed. We both lay, looking up at her, silent.
She sat on the bed, her back to us, staring at the wall.
“I came to ask,” she said quietly, “how you wanted your eggs.”
We both knew that now this was a rhetorical question, a comment, an avoidance of the truth, and neither Toni nor I breathed a word. Tanya continued to stare at the wall.
“I’ve made a mistake,” she finally said. “I’ve made a terrible mistake.”
And I went cold, literally cold on my body at her words. I still had no idea what I could possibly say to her that would help, that would be right, and hearing her voice, different to any voice I had ever heard her use, made it worse. This voice was flat, dispassionate, as devoid of any expression as her face and her eyes.
“When I set this weekend up,” she continued, still staring straight at the wall and in that same, flat voice, “I had no real idea of how it would turn out. I knew what I wanted, for me and for Davey. I knew it would be difficult to find the right person. When we discussed the idea, Davey pointed out that if the person was a man, he would not be happy about him being inside me and that there was a danger that a man could lose control and attack me, force himself on me, and maybe Davey wouldn’t be able to stop him. I thought about that and decided that if the person was female, that likelihood was virtually eliminated.” She fell silent.
Toni started to reach out an arm towards her but I stopped her immediately. I didn’t know whether touching Tanya would help, or whether it would make things ten times worse. But I wasn’t going to risk any chance of that. I pushed Toni’s arm away as it reached across me.
“It never occurred to me,” Tanya said, “that a female might force Davey to do something he didn’t want.”
And Toni let her arm fall, and turned her head to face away from me and I felt sorry because I knew she was feeling the most horrendous guilt. Tanya went on, flat, not moving a muscle as she sat on the bed with her back to us. She wasn’t talking to me, she wasn’t talking to Toni. She was talking to herself.
“I knew that there were so many factors that had to be right for this to work. When Toni contacted me we exchanged emails and I had to find out all about her. I discovered she had no real knowledge of this sort of thing. I knew she was young, inexperienced, had never done the things that Davey and I do. We spoke on the phone, and I told her about our pleasures, our activities, how we like wet and dirty sex. I thought fine, if this shocks her, horrifies her, she’s the wrong girl. But it didn’t. It excited her, she wanted to try all those things she never had before. But I still wanted to be sure, and I told her it would be no good if she suddenly objected to something, wouldn’t do something, wouldn’t let us do something with her, to her.  If that happened, it would spoil the weekend completely for me and for Davey and I wouldn’t let that happen.   She had to feel completely and totally uninhibited if she came to us.  In the end I was convinced that she meant what she said and that she had the right personality, the right frame of mind, to join us for a weekend.”
Her shoulders lifted and fell as she shrugged.
“But that was only half the battle. I had to meet her, face to face, see her, talk with her, and I had to know what she looked like. She described herself to me on the phone but she might have been exaggerating. So I had to see her to be sure that she looked even half attractive.”
Toni rolled completely away from me and lay with her back to me, facing the other wall.
“And of course,” Tanya went on, more quietly, “she was a looker. She was a babe. And I knew Davey would think so too. I knew he would love her body, her tan, her short hair. And her personality. After talking with her for a while I  knew she was the right person. So we discussed what we might do all the weekend, and  it was a chance to talk nitty-gritty, to describe exactly what type of sex the three of us could enjoy together. It was another chance for Toni to back out. She didn’t know me from Adam and she hadn’t met Davey, so it wouldn’t have mattered. But she didn’t back out. Quite the opposite.”
Tanya sighed deeply.
“Because of what Davey had warned about if a man came to us, I made a rule, a taboo, that no way was there going to be normal, full sexual intercourse between Toni and him. Anything else was fine, but I did not want him inside another girl, the same as he didn’t want another man in me. I’d told Davey this and I told Toni on the phone and again at our meeting. She promised it wouldn’t happen and I knew I could trust Davey. I was convinced she was the right person and we set a date.”
Toni drew her legs up and lay in a foetal position on the bed.
“But I made a mistake,” Tanya said again and I felt and sensed and almost saw Toni cringe on the bed.
“I thought this weekend would be a time of three people sharing their bodies, their sex. I thought it would be fun, sexy, enjoyable, and it has been, as three people sampled the delights of each other’s bodies. What I hadn’t considered, I don’t think anyone considered, was that feelings might become involved. Might become an integral part of the weekend.” She fell silent for a moment and straightened her back.
“I came to love Toni,” she went on in the same dispassionate way, speaking to herself as if examining her own thoughts, “I came to love her in a quite different way to the way I love Davey. And he came to love her too, a lot, but again, quite differently to the way he loves me. And I hadn’t bargained  on any of that. But most of all, I hadn’t bargained on Toni.”
I risked a direct look at her as Tanya couldn’t see what I was doing. Toni still lay in the same foetal way, her knees drawn up tightly against her stomach. And now her hands moved to cover her face as if in shame, and partly her ears, as if she didn’t want to hear what Tanya was saying.
“I thought,” Tanya continued, “that Toni would spend this weekend learning. Enjoying yes, but finally experiencing the things she’d thought about, dreamed of trying. And that Davey and I would give her excitement and pleasure and orgasms galore, and she would probably do that to us, too, and that it would be a totally sexy, debauched, but uninvolved weekend.”
She paused yet again and then with another sigh said,
“What I hadn’t bargained on, in my wildest imagination, is that Toni might have feelings for us. That she might be such a nice, uncomplicated, open minded person that she would develop deep feelings for us and that the weekend would become a weekend not just of rampant, almost clinical, sex,  but that it would become a time of warmth, of deep feelings, of love. Reciprocal love between three people, each knowing that the other two loved them. It didn’t matter how they loved, or how much, or if it was more or less than another person. It was just that three people who had come together to have sex, came to love each other. And that meant that I had made a terrible mistake.”
I felt movement and risked another glance at Toni. She was still exactly as I had seen her last time, but now she was shaking her head slightly against the pillow, as if in negation of Tanya’s words.
“I didn’t know it,” Tanya said. “It was happening in front of me, to me, and I was so wrapped up in my own feelings for those two people that I didn’t realise I’d made a mistake at all. Not until just now.”
And finally she spoke directly to us, not turning a muscle to look at us, still facing the wall, but she spoke to Toni and me.   
“Davey,” she said, “I hope you will be able to forgive me. You’re a forgiving person and I love you very much, my sweet. I hope you will be able to forgive what I’ve done to you.”
(What she had done to me??)
Before I could open my mouth Tanya spoke to Toni. Her voice became softer and very, very earnest.
“Toni, I say the same to you. You are a lovely, bright, funny, intelligent girl. What I’ve done to you is ---” she paused and hunted for the words, “ --- it’s inexcusable, it’s horrible and I hope you will be able to forgive me one day.”
Toni had uncovered her face and turned her head to look at Tanya. Her eyes showed the puzzlement she evidently felt. Probably my eyes showed it too because now I couldn’t understand what Tanya was talking about.
“Tanya,” I began, very quietly, but she stood suddenly and turned to face us both and held up her hand to stop me.
“I did something very cruel to you both,” she said quietly. “ I put both of you under a terrible strain, in an intolerable situation. In defence I can only say I didn’t realise it was so cruel until just now. I am so very, very sorry, my sweet Davey. And Toni, our little Toni-girl, I am so sorry too that I have treated you so thoughtlessly this weekend.”
“Thoughtlessly? Tanya you ---” Toni’s face now showed total puzzlement. “ ---I don’t understand! What do I have to forgive you for? It’s me who should be on my knees apologising and begging for forgiveness. Tanya, it’s me who is sorry. I’ve let you down. Both of you. I broke my promise to you Tanya. I don’t understand what you mean.”
And Tanya looked at us and sat again on the bed but this time so she could face us and she took my hands and held them and looked directly into my eyes.
“You promised not to go inside Toni,” she said.  “Not that way. But you made the promise before there were feelings. Feelings started, grew. Hearts became involved. It changes things, d’you see?”
I thought I was just beginning to get an idea of what she meant.
“When Toni arrived and we started our weekend together,” she went on, “it wasn’t  your heart or your soul that wanted her. It was your body.” She looked at Toni. “And the same is true for you, little Toni-girl. You told us you’d been without sex for a long time. And here we were, giving you all kinds of sex and orgasms and pleasure but denying you the one thing you really wanted, with a man who’d turned you on as soon as you walked in our door. Because you’d had Davey’s tongue and my cock in your pussy but it was sex, just sex, and now there was love in the mix, and you began to want him because you had feelings for him --”  and she looked at me again, still holding onto my hands, “ – and, my lovely sweet baby, you began to want her because you had feelings too, and d’you see, it changed everything. To expect you not to have full intercourse, to hold you to your promise  to  keep away from Toni’s pussy was cruel. And I am so, so sorry that I didn’t realise it before and tell you both.” She looked at Toni, who just stared at her, her mouth agape.
Tanya squeezed my hands. “It was a shock when I saw you, but it made me think. This was my Davey, breaking a promise, abusing the love we have?” She shook her head and her long hair flew from side to side. “No. I didn’t believe it. But I saw, and I wasn’t wrong, so it made me think, why? Why did that happen after you’d both foresworn it? And then I realised why.”
She looked across me at Toni and she smiled at her.
“Toni, it’s okay. I am not upset, I am not shocked now, I don’t blame either of you, and I’m not angry. Actually, yes I am angry,” she went on after a pause, “but I’m angry with myself. If I hadn’t been so immersed in my own hedonistic pleasure with you both I would have realised it sooner. But I’m not angry with either of you.”
She released my hands and stood, glancing from one to another of us. “I’m going to make breakfast,” she said. “It’s okay, really. Do it. I want you to do it. Toni, I want you to enjoy every single second of Davey’s cock in your pussy. And my Davey, I want you to savour every single second of being inside Toni’s cunt. Do it.” And she turned and left the room. I looked at Toni.
“I have to go to her,” I said and she nodded.
“I know, I know.”
I leapt off the bed and followed Tanya into the kitchen where I shut the door behind me. She was just about to crack eggs into a saucepan but she stopped and looked at me.
“I’ve spoilt it, haven’t I?” she said. “You don’t want her now, do you?”
I shook my head. “No. I mean, yes I do,  but…..oh, I don’t know.”   
“I’m sorry Davey,”  she repeated in a small voice. I held up my hand to stop her. She put the eggs down unbroken and came to me. She put her hands on my face and gripped it hard.
“I meant it, Davey baby. In the bedroom. I really meant it.”
There were things I wanted to say and I struggled to them into some sort of coherent order.
“Tanya, I promise you, I didn’t want that to happen. It wasn’t me.”  I felt terrible. I sounded like a schoolchild caught red- handed in some forbidden act who immediately denied all knowledge of it.
“I mean, yes, of course I wanted her. But she ---”
“I know, I know,” whispered Tanya, her palms rubbing up and down each side of my face. “ I heard it, I saw it. I know what she said and what you said. I heard you say no to her.”  Her eyes, earnestly looking into mine, softened. “I know you wouldn’t abuse  our love. I love you, my Davey baby, and your happiness, your pleasure, your life with me is all that matters to me. Do you understand me?” And she gave my face a little shake with her hands.
“Do you understand me, lump? I was wrong. I made a mistake. I hope I don’t do that very often, but this time I made a mistake in expecting something from you, and from Toni, which was right at the time but isn’t right now because things have changed. But I didn’t realise it until now. Lump, I love you with all my heart. You are the most important thing in my life but now Toni is important to me too, the same as she is to you. I want you to be inside her. I don’t want you to go back in there and fuck her cunt. I want you to go in there and love her, the same as you did to me last night.”
“I can’t love her the same as I love you!” I protested.
“I know, I know. I don’t mean that. But you love her in your own way, the same as I love her in my own way. Not like we love each other, no, but in our own way. So go to her and show her your love for her, your way.”
And she reached forward and kissed me between her cupped hands. “I want it for both of you,” she said. “Go to her and love her your way, and let her love you her way.”
I looked at her and had no words.  What had I done to deserve a girl who could love me so fiercely and yet say those things to me? I didn’t know.
“I love you,” I began.
“And I love you,” she interrupted. “And nothing’s changed between us. Nothing at all. But we have changed because we love our Toni-girl as well now.”
She was still holding my face and she shook it again.
“She’s in that room alone, feeling lonely, sad, probably rejected and certainly as guilty as hell. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s packing her bag! Now go to her!”
And she dropped her hands to my shoulders, spun me round and marched me to the door, opened it and thrust me out of the kitchen.
I went to the bedroom. It was empty.
“Shit!” I said, and went to the spare room. The door was closed but I opened it without knocking. Toni was collecting her toiletries from the dressing table and dropping them in her bag on the bed. I stood in the doorway and looked at her.
“I think I’d better leave,” she said.
“No, don’t! Please! Please don’t leave!” I said.
She shook her head and continued to drop items into the bag.
“I should. I feel awful. I’ve broken my promise to you and to Tanya. I’ve caused a row between you and that was the last, the very last thing I ever wanted to do. It was selfish of me to do what I did. It was just that moment and I wanted…….”  She trailed off, looking at me. “It was wrong. It was selfish and wrong and I wish I hadn’t done it but it’s too late now. I did it and now this has happened and I’m sorry that I did it.”
“Toni, you haven’t caused a row. It’s okay now. I’ve spoken with Tanya and what she said, she meant. It’s okay now.”
But Toni shook her head again and looked down at her little bag of things.
“Even if she meant it,” she answered softly, “that isn’t the point. The point is that I’ve upset you and I’ve upset Tanya --”
“No, you haven’t!” came Tanya’s voice and she appeared from where she’d been standing, out of sight beside the doorway. She pushed me aside and went to Toni.
“No you have not upset me! I was upset with myself. I told you. Don’t go Toni. Please! I’m begging you, please don’t leave us. Stay with us for the rest of the weekend, as we planned and wanted.”
She took Toni’s hands in hers.   
“I want you to stay. I want to do more things with you and Davey. Davey wants you to stay. We love you, little Toni-girl and I’m begging you again, please don’t go.”
Toni looked from her to me, then back again at Tanya. She shook her head once more.
“I can’t,”  she said. “I feel so bad about this. It’s all my fault. And Tanya, understand, it wasn’t Davey. He didn’t let you down. It was me. I just wanted your man in me and I made it happen and so it’s my fault. Not his at all.”
“Now listen to me,” Tanya said, and she pulled Toni down onto the bed where they sat, side by side.
“Listen to me, very carefully,” she repeated. “Nothing has changed between Davey and me. Nothing. Do you understand? Our love for each other is as strong and untainted and absolute as it ever was. But now each of us loves you too. Not like we love each other, no. But we love you very much in our own way. We do not want you to leave. We want you to stay, and enjoy our love for you, enjoy the pleasure that we want to give you. And perhaps even more importantly, we want to feel the love that you have for us, the love we’ve felt from you already.”
She looked up at me, and back to Toni again.
“I saw your face after we’d made love. I heard you when you wished for Davey to love you the same way. You said ‘someone’, but I know you wanted Davey to be in you and love you like he did me. Give you  the same feeling. The same loving feeling. Of being loved.” She paused and looked at Toni’s face.
“He can’t love you like that Toni-girl. He can’t even if he wanted to because he doesn’t love you the same way he loves me, but he loves you in his own way and he can love you in his own way. And I love you in my own way. And we do not want you to leave. Please?”
And she threw her arms round Toni’s neck and pulled her close and sat there, hugging Toni and saying nothing more. There was a silence as Toni looked at me over Tanya’s shoulder.
“You really want me to stay?” she asked softly.
“Yes,” I told her. “I do, very, very much.”
And almost at the same time, Tanya said, “Yes, I want you to stay. I want to love you. I want to feel your love. I want to see and hear and feel your love for Davey and his for you. Stay.”  She spoke the last word very softly.
And eventually Toni gave a little nod. “I didn’t want to go,” she said. “I wanted to stay but I thought I shouldn’t.” She paused and then asked in a very quiet, tremulous voice, a whisper, as if she was frightened to speak,
“But what happens if I want Davey again? If I can’t control myself again and I ---”
And Tanya released her hug and held Toni’s shoulders in front of her and spoke to her eyes, quietly but with unmistakable truth in her voice.
“You will want Davey again. I know it and Davey knows it. And when you do, he will be there. And you will have him, just the way you want. You will love each other and pleasure each other and he will be right inside you, where you want him, for as long as you want him. D’you hear me? And I will be there too, and I will watch, or touch, or kiss or do anything I can to make that time that he is inside you as special for you as I know you want it to be.”
So saying she stood up, pulled Toni to her feet, took my hand and put it in Toni’s and pushed us towards the door.
“Now for heaven’s sake go to the bedroom and fuck each other while I go and make breakfast!”
And all that without saying a word about Toni calling me Davey.
She vanished back into the kitchen and I led Toni to our bedroom. But we didn’t fuck. We sat on the bed and Toni looked at the door, to where the sounds of pots, pans and other breakfasty sounds were coming.
“Can she mean it?” she asked me. “Does she really, really mean that we can f- make love like you two did?”
I nodded. “Make no mistake,” I said. “She means it.”
“But –she’s incredible,” Toni said. “She’s so understanding. She’s unbelievable.”
“Now you know,” I said.
“And she’s so right,” Toni went on as if she hadn’t heard me. “About how I felt, about how I wanted you to make love to me, not just…….”  she trailed off and then looked at me.
“Will you still want me?” she asked in that wistful voice.   
I looked at her, and my eyes drank in her lovely soft body, her firm round breasts, her exquisite elfin face, her soft mouth and her tousled boy’s haircut and I said, “Yes, Toni-girl. I still want you, very much. And Tanya was right about something else too. I don’t want to fuck you. I want to love you.”
And Toni took one of my hands in her own slender, elfin hands and she squeezed it gently and she said, “And I want to love you too, Dave. Very much.” She leaned over and gave me a tender, loving kiss.
And it might have happened then, who knows, but at that moment Tanya called, ‘Breakfast!’
Toni whispered urgently to me. “I wanted to ask, what’s the form?” She glanced down at her  dirty pants and then at mine, covered as they were with the fruits of our earlier sex fun and the fruits of the raspberry gateau. “Should I shower or change before we eat?”
“If you want to,” I told her. “We won’t. We usually stay like this until, well, until we don’t.”
“Okay,”she responded. “Then I won’t change either. I was just thinking about sitting on your chairs….”
“Tanya will have covered them with an old towel or something. We’re used to it but if you’d rather shower or put something else on…..”
“Oh, no!” she grinned. “I like being dirty! It’s fun! I don’t want to change. I want more!”
“Come on then,” I said to her, pulling her up. “Let’s eat. Lots to do after!” And Toni giggled as we went to the kitchen.
As I opened the door we were greeted by the smell of frying bacon and grilling sausages, and the aroma of freshly percolating coffee. There were cereals on the table, toast slices in racks, jam, honey, preserves, and Tanya was busy at the cooker doing things with the  bacon and sausages and eggs.  She looked at us and smiled. “All okay now?”
And Toni nodded and I nodded and we sat.
“Beans and tomatoes and hash browns keeping warm in the oven,” said Tanya. “Let’s tuck in.”
And we did.
As Toni and I finished cereals, Tanya dished up huge platefuls of hot food, piling the plates with everything she had prepared.
“God, I can’t eat all this!” Toni objected, looking at the mountain of food in front of her.
Tanya grinned. “Do your best. Got to keep your strength up. Might need it later!”
And Toni giggled and tucked in.
Although it seemed that the air had cleared I still could feel a very slight reservation, a slight distance, around us which hadn’t been there before. I thought it was coming from Toni, who probably still felt guilty and in all likelihood still didn’t believe that Tanya had could so readily forgive. I knew she could, although she’d surprised even me this time by her apology for a mistake. As her explanation had unfolded I had thought she was going to say that Toni herself had been the mistake, and that Tanya would try to throw her out of the house. And I’d been worried and yes, frightened that if she’d tried to do that, we would have had our first real row. Because I didn’t want Toni to leave, certainly not to be evicted in such a fashion. Not because of the sex. I just didn’t feel that she deserved that. As I enjoyed the food, (I was ravenous, I discovered, once I’d smelled the delicious aromas in the kitchen) I pondered how best to bring the ambience around us back to the light, care-free, uninhibited condition it had been before. Was that even possible, I wondered?
“I have a suggestion,” I proposed, buttering my third slice of toast.
“Nothing wrong with your appetite this morning, I see,”  Tanya grinned.
“Morning? It’s three o’clock woman! Fine time to be having breakfast! Anyway, what about going for a little walk after breakfast, or whatever it is at three in the afternoon. I thought perhaps we could take some bread, walk across the fields to the lake and feed the ducks.”
This is something Tanya and I do quite often.
“You have a lake nearby?” Toni enquired in some wonder.
Tanya nodded. “About twenty minutes walk. It’s a bird sanctuary.”
“Ooo, that sounds nice,”  Toni agreed.
“How’s the weather Davey?”  Tanya asked.
I got up and went to the window, opened it and stuck my head out. It was a gloriously sunny day, but as it was late summer there was the possibility of a chill in the air. Not today though.
“Glorious,” I told them. “Lovely and warm and sunny.”
“Good,” Tanya said. “That means we don’t have to get dressed.”   
Toni paused with her coffee cup halfway to her mouth, looked at Tanya, dressed only in her see-through pants, at me, dressed similarly, and then at her own dirty and full pants.
“We’re going dressed like this?”
Tanya laughed. “Well, yes and no.”
She wiped her mouth with her napkin and stood up.
“I’m going to brush my teeth,”  she said. “Back in a mo.”
Toni watched her leave and then whispered to me. She still wore an incredulous look.
“Are you really going dressed in your pants?”
I chuckled and said, “Even I wouldn’t go out in quite this state. What I mean is, we don’t get showered or changed. Not usually. We just throw something over these and go. But,” and my voice took on a serious note, “sweet little Toni, if you prefer to change, it’s fine. Really. We won’t, but if you feel more comfortable then go right ahead.”
But Toni was shaking her head. “No, I’m happy to do as you do,” she said. “It sounds exciting. Sort of naughty. But I only brought underwear, I didn’t bring any other outer clothes ‘cos I thought we wouldn’t need them.”
I immediately knew what she meant. It was something Tanya and I had established a pattern for a long time ago, but Toni was in a slightly different position. To put on her clothes as she was over her body and pants meant that she would then have to travel home in them afterwards.
“That’s no problem,” I said briskly. “Don’t worry. Tanya’ll give you something to put on.”
And I smiled, and Toni smiled, and I thought the air had cleared even more.
I leant over and kissed her cheek. “Are you feeling okay, now,” I asked her softly. “I mean, really okay? With me and with Tanya?”
She nodded and caressed my own face. “Yes,” she whispered. “I am. Really I am. I want to enjoy a walk, a bit of fresh air, and then come back and go back to the bedroom and spend all day and night having fun. And lots of orgasms. With you both.” And she kissed my nose. And the air was clear.
We’d finished the mammoth repast that Tanya had made for us. Even Toni. She regarded her empty plate with some dismay.
“I’m a pig,” she wailed. She rubbed her full stomach. “I can’t believe I ate all that. I must have been hungrier than I thought.”
“It’s the exercise,” I told her airily, looking at the ceiling. “Gives you an appetite.”
She placed a hand on my cock. “Gives you an appetite for more, you mean,” she said mischievously.
“That too,” I agreed.
Tanya returned and asked, “Anyone else want to go to the bathroom before we go?”
Toni  nodded. “Yes, I want to clean my teeth and freshen up too.”
She rose from the table and Tanya reached for her hand and stopped her.
“Toni,” she said, “you’ll only brush your teeth, won’t you?” Toni looked at her. “I mean,” Tanya asked her seriously, “you won’t do anything else in the bathroom, will you?”
And Toni looked  at her, and put her hands on her hips, winked,  and spoke  in a voice like an argumentative teenager, “Well, really! What else would I do?” And she moved to the door, looked at Tanya again, tossed her head and pouted, “Really! Anyone would think I was going to pee or something!  Huh!” And she flounced out of the room.
Tanya looked at me. “She’s okay?”
“She’s very okay,” I told her. “Looking forward to the walk and then back in the bedroom for the rest of the day and night. Her words, not mine.”
Tanya nodded. “Good. Good. I was worried there for a while. Thought I’d really fucked everything up.” 
I went to her and hugged her gently and stroked her long hair and her back.
“Tanya,” I said quietly. “My lovely, adorable, sexy, beautiful girl, you couldn’t fuck anything up if your life depended on it. It’s fine. She’s fine. I’m fine. And I want you.”
And she snuggled against me and said. “Yes. I do too. But later. Or do you want to go to bed first?”
“Well, if you really insist,” I grumbled theatrically, “I suppose I can wait. But not too long, mind!”
And we chuckled and hugged.
Toni returned and regarded us impishly.  “Starting without me again?” she enquired archly.
And Tanya held out one hand and Toni came to us and we all three hugged each other and kissed.

“Come on then,” Tanya said eventually. “Let’s find something to put on.” And she dragged Toni away from me. “Lump, stay there!” 

 
The girls disappeared and a few minutes later there were squeals of laughter from Toni. I drank another cup of coffee and put the dirty dishes in the sink full of hot water. They could soak while we were out. I had just finished wiping the table when the girls burst into the kitchen and stood side by side looking at me.
“We’re ready!” they announced in unison.  I looked at them.
They’d combed their hair and cleaned their faces. Tanya was wearing one of my shirts again, a pale yellow one, and she’d given one to Toni, too. A pale green one. Toni had removed her hold-ups and their legs appeared from beneath the shirts, their breasts moulded and rounded by the fabric and I could see their nipples beneath the material. For the first time I could see Toni’s legs and they were slender and smooth just like her hands and fingers. They both looked stunning. They stood together, smiling at me.
“Can’t we just go straight to bed instead,” I implored.
“No,” they said in unison again.
I shook my head. “Minxes,” I said. “You look gorgeous, both of you. And now you’re going to make me wait.”
They nodded.  “If it’s worth having, it’s worth waiting for!” Tanya wagged a finger at me. “What are you going to wear?”
“One of Tanya’s manhole covers!” suggested Toni, giggling.
“No!” I said. “In the house yes, but not outside. Well, only if it’s dark,” I admitted. “No I’ll throw some shorts on.”
“And I’ll get the bread,” Tanya said and busied herself collecting things from around the kitchen. She paused at one point and stared into space for a moment, then nodded to herself and added two towels to a big plastic carrier bag.
She grinned at me. “Might need these,”she said.
Toni looked perplexed but said nothing.
And so we set off. I collected my shorts on the way out and put them on.
It was indeed glorious outside. We strolled along the street and turned onto the path across the fields. Toni giggled.
“Those people! Did you see their faces! Couldn’t believe we’re dressed the way we are!”
“Imagine if they knew what you had underneath the shirt.”
“You mean all that nice brown stuff that’s still in me?” Toni giggled.
“That, and the pee, and the cum, and the raspberry gateau,” said Tanya. And they both giggled and linked arms and skipped off in front of me like two little schoolgirls. And as they did so the shirts flapped and swirled and gave me glimpses of their thighs and pants and I really wanted to turn round and go home and take them to bed.
A gentle stroll brought us to the lake. Toni marvelled at the quantity of birds. There were geese and ducks and swans and curlews and gulls and moorhens and a whole host of other feathered creatures about whose names I hadn’t the foggiest idea.
“Incredible!” Toni breathed.
The swans and ducks and geese were so used to humans around them that they approached quite close. Other birds kept their distance but hovered expectantly, knowing that food would probably soon appear.  Tanya dished out small bags of bread from her plastic bag and we strolled along the lake edge, throwing morsels of bread into the water. The birds followed, either swimming a few feet from the edge or waddling along behind us, quacking and squawking noisily.
There were a few other people about, obviously taking advantage of the late summer afternoon, as we were. Most of them pointedly ignored us, a few smiled at the girls, then smiled at me in a knowing sort of way. One young couple, strolling hand in hand actually stopped and stared at us as we passed them. When I looked over my shoulder they were locked in an embrace and his hand was between them, feeling between her legs, and her hands were clamped round his ass and pulling him in to her. Nice, I thought. Dressed as we are, we may have done some good there.
But there were other people who made it quite plain they thought we were rude, or disgusting, and shouldn’t be walking around as we were. One middle-aged couple actually tutted as they went by, the man looking at me down his nose and the woman pursing her lips and snorting at the girls as we walked past, the girls giggling and chuckling. Tanya glanced back at them.
“Stupid people,” she said contemptuously.  She turned and watched the couple walk on, their heads together as they discussed this affront to their sense of propriety and glancing back at us briefly.  
“Stupid,” she repeated. “I bet when they have sex, if they still do, he’s on top of her. I bet he’s always been on top of her since the day they were married. I bet he’s never licked her cunt, nor she his cock.” She shook her head. “Stupid,” she said again. Tanya has no time for prudes.
“You’ll get no bet from me,” I answered her. “But, to each his own, my sweet, to each his own.”
We continued our stroll. Toni was captivated by the birds and after a while waved her bag.
“I’ve run out of bread!” she wailed. So I gave her mine and she happily threw it to the birds until that was all gone too.
We were heading for some thick bushes and trees that grew to the lake edge. The path wandered away from the water and continued round the outside of the thicket, but countless feet over countless years had worn a path through the undergrowth, following the lake edge. Tanya took my hand as Toni skipped ahead, scattering the last few crumbs of bread from the bag.
“Think you may need the towels,” she whispered. “In fact I’m sure you will.”  She glanced at Toni. “She’s sweet. I hope she’s going to enjoy this as much as we do.”
“After the second or third ‘Ooooo!’,” I whispered back, “I’m sure she will.”
And Tanya laughed.
“What are you laughing about?” Toni pouted, running up to us. “Secrets?”
“Not at all, little Toni-girl,” Tanya smiled. “We think it’s time we had some fun.”
“Ooooo, yes!” Toni agreed, her eyes shining.
“One,” I said.
“What are we going to do?” She was like an excited little tomboy. “Something naughty? Something sexy? Something we shouldn’t do out here?”
“Yes, yes, and yes,” Tanya laughed.
“Ooooo! Tell me!”
“Two,” I murmured.
“Wait a sec.” Tanya took her hand and led her to a small clearing amongst the trees and bushes. It was shielded on all sides except for the footpath that ran along one edge. And anybody coming would be heard long before they could see the clearing, or us. Tanya and I had been here before.
I fell back slightly. Tanya had taken Toni’s hand and I was quite content about that.
Tanya went to the side of the clearing and crouched down, putting the bag on the ground beside her. She still held hands with Toni, and now she placed the slender fingers between her legs. Toni had to crouch too to do it. Tanya glanced at me and I nodded slightly. There was no sound of anyone else following our path through the thicket, nor indeed, coming the opposite way. There was a slight pause.
“Oooooooo!”
And three, I said to myself.
“Nice! Very nice! More!”
And I heard the sound of water running and dripping as Tanya released her golden shower into Toni’s hand.
“Rub me,” whispered Tanya, and Toni began to rub her, massaging Tanya’s cunt lips through the soaking wet pants as my girl poured her golden pee into them.
“I do like that!” whispered Toni. “I love it! More!”
“And I like you rubbing me,” said Tanya, whispering back to her. But her voice was becoming more excited.  “Do it faster! Rub my clit! Yes, yes! Harder!”
And I watched them both as Toni continued to rub at my girl’s cunt as fast as she could.
“Wait! Stop!” Tanya suddenly said. She pulled Toni’s hand further round behind her to cup her ass cheeks.
Toni looked at her enquiringly, and then in a flash realisation had dawned.
“Oh, YES!” she breathed in excitement. “YES! You’re going to ----ooooooooo!” and the girls stared at each other face to face and then Toni’s hand moved and I knew she was feeling and massaging and squashing the bulge, the brown, sticky, gooey stuff that Tanya had let go into her pants.
“Yes!.... Yes!..... Lovely!” Toni breathed. “Oh, it’s so nice! It’s so naughty of you to fill your pants out in the open! It’s so sexy. Tanya, do more! More! I love the feel of it in your pants, in my hand!” And she cupped her free hand round Tanya’s neck and they moved together and kissed passionately, Toni still rubbing and feeling with her other hand.  
Finally they parted lips and mouths. “Bring your hand forward slowly and wipe it on my cunt,” whispered Tanya, her eyes glowing. “Yes! Like that! Ohhhh!” and her eyes closed in rapture as Toni drew her hand slowly forward, hard against Tanya’s crotch and her finger trailing, pressing into her cunt.
“Ohhhh! That was nice!” Tanya murmured. She looked at Toni. “You enjoyed that, too.”
Toni nodded, her eyes alight with her excitement. “It was sooooo good,” she said. “To feel you filling your pants was so erotic! Now I know how you felt when I did it.” She looked at me. “But you didn’t get any this time, Dave,” she said, a trace of sadness in her voice. “Sorry. I hogged it all.”
I smiled. “Plenty of time,” I said. “Plenty more where that came from. There’s three of us.” And Toni giggled and that made Tanya giggle and she pulled a towel from her bag and handed it to Toni, who cleaned her hand quickly. Tanya stood and a beatific smile came over her. I knew she was using her own buttock muscles to feel and enjoy the softness of the brown stickiness.
“What about you?” she asked Toni. “Are you ready to do some more yet?”
Toni frowned. “Don’t think so,” she replied dubiously. “Soon, perhaps, but not right now.”
“Shame.” Tanya pulled down the tail of the shirt over her bulging pants. “Never mind.”
“Poor Dave,” Toni said. “All he got to do was watch. Didn’t feel you, didn’t feel me, didn’t do anything.”
Tanya used one shoulder to nudge her twice in a time-honoured vaudevillian way, gave her a theatrical wink and said,
“Something you want to do to him, is there?”
And Toni looked at me and smiled. “Yes, I want to suck him off!”
And she came to me and put her hand up the leg of my shorts. “I want that in my mouth,” she said excitedly. “Here, now, in the open! I want to feel your cock in my mouth and feel you get harder and cum!”
Her cool fingers closing round me outside my own pants was enough to wake my cock from its slumbers and Toni dropped to a crouch, unzipped me and pulled out my cock. Slowly she took me into her mouth, holding the base with her hand and sucking and wanking me at the same time. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensations and she continued in this way for several minutes. Then she paused with me outside her mouth, looked up at me and said, “Don’t cum in my mouth. I want you to shoot it all over my face!” and she took me into her again and sucked and stroked me harder and faster. I was thrusting at her mouth even as she sucked me and having had quite a rest by now, I was more than ready to cum wherever she wanted it. I made no attempt to control things. I wanted to shoot my cum as soon as I could and I let things take their natural and fastest course. She felt the tremor in me that preceded my climax and immediately pulled me from her mouth and aimed  my cock at her cheeks. My cream exploded onto her cheek and she immediately moved me so that the next lot landed on her closed lips. Then her neck. Then her cheek and nose, and finally she opened her lips and took the tip of my cock between them as the last of my cum shot from my cock.
She stood and her fingers wiped my hot cum over her face and tasted it on her lips.
“Mmmmm!” she murmured.
Tanya had come to us and now she stuck her tongue out and licked at Toni’s face, collecting my cream, tasting it and swallowing it.
“Can’t let you hog all that as well, little Toni-girl,” she grinned. Toni looked at her.
“D’you think Dave might like some?” she asked roguishly.
“I think he might,”  Tanya grinned.
“Should we give him some?”
“I don’t know. What do you think. Does he deserve some?”
“Poor little mite. Look at him. Think we ought to give him some.”
“Just a little then.”
“Agreed.” And so saying Toni collected some more on her fingers, wiped it on my face and stepped back to admire her handiwork. And Tanya scooped some cum from Toni’s neck and did the same.
“That’s better.” Toni grinned.
“You missed a bit.” Tanya smeared my face with a soft and gentle finger. “Can’t have him going home looking like an urchin. There. Now he’s covered.”
“Have you quite finished?” I asked peevishly.
And the girls laughed and I grinned. Tanya collected the carrier bag and stuffed the towel inside it which Toni had used.   
“There’s no more bread left,” she complained.
“And there’s no more cum left,” Toni complained, still smearing mine over  herself and eyeing my shorts where I had put my cock back to bed.
“Pity.”
“Yes. Pity.”
“Nothing for it then.”
“Nope.”
“We’ll have to go home and have sex.”
“Mmm.”
And they linked arms and flounced off along the path, Tanya throwing me the carrier bag as she passed.
When we reached the fields Toni looked round. “Do you know what I’d like to do? Right now?”
“Grrrrrrrr!” growled Tanya.
“Oops! Sorry!”
And Toni looked round again. Then she pulled Tanya to her, kissed her hard on the lips and slid her hand under the shirt tail to massage the brown bulge in Tanya’s pants. Tanya pushed back against her hand, enjoying the feelings as much as Toni was enjoying squashing it on to her. After a few minutes they separated. Tanya pulled the bottom of the shirt down again to cover her pants.
“Nice,” she said.
“Nice,” Toni agreed, her eyes shining.
We walked on and came to the street that led to home.
Toni looked round again, carefully. I thought she was going to do the same thing again, but she didn’t. No-one was near, only two men walking away from us a little further up the street. Toni came to me, pulled me close to her and kissed me hard, pulling my hands round behind her, under the shirt tail and onto her pants.
“Rub my ass, Dave!” she implored. “Now! In the street!”
And I was happy to oblige.  As we kissed and I rubbed her firm round cheeks and pulled her close to me she made little noises of pleasure. And Tanya came and stood beside me and rubbed my ass with one hand. Finally Toni stepped back, a bit breathless.
“Lovely!” she cooed. “Just lovely!”
She didn’t pull the shirt down, she left it where it was, slightly rucked up against her waist, and turned to continue homewards. Gradually, the shirt fell into place itself.
I looked beyond Toni. The two men had stopped. One of them appeared to be writing something. He picked up something from the ground, put it on the top of a low wall and the two of them carried on. When we reached the wall we realised the man had written on a scrap of paper and used a stone to secure it in place.
I  looked at it as we passed, and the girls craned their necks to see too.
On the paper the man had written ‘Lucky Bastard!’
 
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Once indoors Tanya brought out tea things and the last of the raspberry gateau from the bedroom.
“This either needs eating or squashing inside someone,” she told us. “What’ll it be?”
“Not more food!” exclaimed Toni, but nevertheless she accepted a small slice and ate it with relish.
Tanya and I finished the rest.
“Pity,” Tanya sighed. “I rather fancied some of that in my pussy. Never mind. Now I’ve sat down I’ve got something else in there and that’s just as nice!”
We laughed and I poured the last of the tea into everyone’s cups.
“I’m going to brush my teeth,” I said. I rubbed my chin and face. “And I’ll have a quick shave again, too.”
“Everywhere,” Tanya murmured and winked at Toni.
When I returned Tanya had left her chair and had gone to Toni and was kissing her gently. Now she left her and came to me, kissed me tenderly and said simply, “Love you, lump.”
Toni had  glanced at me once or twice but hadn’t spoken much during tea.
Now she looked at Tanya and asked, “Are we going to the bedroom again?”
“We certainly are!” Tanya replied briskly. “You and Davey can go now and I’ll wash up.”   
But I objected and so did Toni who said ‘that’s not fair, Dave should help too’, and that made us all laugh again.
“Go, my children,” Tanya said waving a hand at the door. “Go forth and multiply, in the nicest possible way.”
And the girls grinned at each other and at me, and Toni and I left the table and headed for the door and Tanya called Toni back and whispered something to her that I couldn’t hear. Toni turned her head sharply to look at her, her face registering shock.
“What!”
And Tanya whispered again, quite a long time, and Toni tried to say, ‘but--  but—’ several times but Tanya kept on whispering and glancing at me and her eyes were smiling so I knew it was nothing bad and I thought ‘bloody little minxes are up to something again’.
And eventually Tanya stopped whispering and looked at Toni and Toni looked at her and said,
“Are you sure?” and Tanya nodded, smiling,  and pushed Toni gently towards me.
“I suppose there’s no chance of me knowing what that was all about?” I asked resignedly.
“Oh, you’ll find out,” Tanya crowed.
“I’m sure I will,” I said darkly. “Bloody little minxes!”
And they laughed and Toni took my hand and we went to the bedroom.
And when we were in there Toni threw me back onto the bed, grabbed at my shorts, unzipped them and pulled them off. She leapt on top of me, straddling me and sat upright. I could feel her soft cunt pressing down through my pants and onto my cock, which of course woke up and wanted to know what was happening. Toni frantically undid the buttons on the shirt, pulled it off and dropped it on the floor beside my shorts. Then she leaned forward, her head poised over mine and she looked down at me, her eyes sparkling. Her breasts were above me, taut, round, tanned, and with her nipples hardening even as I looked.
“I want you,” she said. “I want you to fuck me. This time. I want you, Davey, to fuck me very, very hard! In my cunt. My pussy. I want your lovely cock right in me as far as you can push it and I want to feel you fucking me HARD!” And she rubbed herself against me and her juices were flowing into her own pants and then she was tearing at the leg of my pants and pulling it aside and lifting herself slightly and pulling her own wet and brown pants aside and then down onto my cock and I’d wanted this ever since she’d set foot in the door and now her wet,  bareback cunt was engulfing the tip  and this time there was no hesitation and no guilt and no taboo and I loved it and I thrust my hips up and my cock shot like a rocket right inside her delicious, hot, soaking wet cunt which gripped me fiercely and I lifted her almost off the bed and she breathed ‘Yes, Davey, yes!’ and I thought she’s so beautifully young and tight and so wet and that made me harder and each time I thrust upwards she lifted off the bed and cried out ‘Ah! Ah!’ and I fucked her and fucked her as hard as I could and I’d wanted this so much that I knew I couldn’t wait long but that was alright because she was almost there too and again this was almost like rape because I was pounding into her cunt and I felt her juices on me and that made it so easy to pound her again and I did so hard and now so fast and she was loving it and crying ‘Yes! Yes!’ each time and then she threw her head back and went rigid on me and screamed so loudly ‘Oh, Davey you’re fucking me! You’re fucking me NOW!’ as she came and there was a huge gush from her as her cum shot from her over my cock and down its length and that was it and I came too and  I shot and I shot and I shot and her cunt filled with my cum and her cum and it was just so electrifying and it was all I’d thought it would be and more much more, it was unbelievable, this girl, this tender, inexperienced, lovely soft creature with her firm breasts and firm ass and all that cum gushing from her and I sank back onto the bed and she flopped onto me and we lay, gasping for breath and holding each other and I felt our mixed cum run over my cock and it twitched one more time and she wriggled and moaned and gasped ‘Davey, Davey, Davey’ and I thought ‘Dear God, if Tanya’s heard her calling me that as she came, and she must have, Dear God there’ll be trouble’.
Toni lay and held me tightly. I tried to move to a more comfortable position but she gripped me and murmured ‘no’ and wouldn’t let me move. I stroked her short dark hair and her back and she wriggled against me and gripped me even harder. I felt her nipples against my chest, still hard but gradually, slowly, softening to their normal state. I felt her thigh on mine, warm, soft, erotic, and I felt her wet cunt against me, still releasing her love juices and our mixed cum and I felt it on my own thigh and I thought, yes, Tanya was right when she said I wanted to feel these things.
And that reminded me.   
“Toni,” I whispered.
She snuggled against me and murmured a questioning “Mmmm?”
“Toni,” I said. “You called me Davey.”
“Mmmm,” she agreed.
I was flummoxed. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing because she thought she’d been in trouble before with Tanya and there was no way I wanted her to feel now  like she had then. But I wanted to tell her that this was another taboo and she’d broken it. But how the hell to say it without upsetting her I didn’t know.
She raised her head from my chest and traced a finger from my eyes down the side of my nose to my lips. She pulled them open a tiny bit and her eyes regarded me solemnly.
“I know I did,” she murmured. “Davey, Davey, Davey.”
“Ssshhh!” I warned.
“But it’s a nice name!” she said. “It’s cuddly and loving and sexy and strong and it’s your name and I love the sound of it and I love saying it. Davey, Davey, Davey.”
“But you mustn’t!” I told her in a frantic whisper. “You mustn’t!”
And her eyes regarded me for a moment and then she scrambled on top of me like she had just now and looked down at me, bent and kissed me hard all over my face and then looked down at me again.
“I must!” she pouted.
I shook my head in despair.
“Toni,” I implored. “Please don’t. I like to hear you say it too but you know that’s Tanya’s name for me and she’ll go mad if she hears you using it. She must have done already,” I finished morosely, wondering what would happen when I next faced my girl. And what would happen when she next saw Toni.
“If she’s heard it then it doesn’t matter, does it,” Toni pouted again. “Davey, Davey, Davey. Lovely Davey. Beautiful, sexy Davey.”
I gave up. I’d tried.
And Toni’s eyes took on a glint and she smiled down at me and said, “It’s such fun teasing you!”
“It may be fun,”I said, “but, my sweet and lovely Toni-girl, my adorable little elfin, I don’t want to upset Tanya and I don’t want you upset and I really wish you would stop calling me that.”
Her eyes clouded over and she gazed at me.
“You really don’t want me to call you that? Not at all?”
“No,” I told her firmly.
“Oh,” she said wistfully. “That’s sad.”
And my heart went out to her because I really did love this little elfin and I felt sorry but this was something that she just had to understand.
She rolled off me and lay beside me, cuddling me and stroking me. Then she used her finger to do her lip thing on me again, gently pulling at them just enough to open them a fraction and then letting them go.
“What do you think Tanya will do if she heard me,” she asked thoughtfully.
“I don’t know,” I answered her truthfully. “I really don’t know.”
“Will she be cross? Will she throw me out, d’you think?”
Actually I didn’t think she would because of what had happened earlier. I didn’t think Tanya would want to risk upsetting the weekend again, not after it had gone so right after breakfast. But I also knew that no-one, no-one at all was allowed to call me Davey. There was once a friend of mine, who, when he first met Tanya and heard her calling me Davey, had started to use the name too. And I remembered what had happened then.
Tanya had said, “Do you mind not calling him that. It’s my special name for him. He’s Dave to everyone else.”
“Davey’s a good name,” my friend had said. “He looks like a Davey, more than a Dave, in fact.” And he had stared at Tanya belligerently. “And I’ve known him longer that you have,” he pointed out, “so I’ll call him what I like.”
“Please,” Tanya had said, very quietly and very politely, “ I would prefer that you didn’t. I would prefer that you called him any other name you like, but not Davey.”
And my friend had looked at me and said, “What’s with her? Davey!” And he turned back to Tanya and added, “You call him what you want and I’ll call him what I want. And if I want to say Davey, then I will.”    
“Fine!” Tanya had compressed her lips and glared at him and then said. “As you wish. But not in my hearing. So if you use that name, my name for him when I’m not there, I won’t know about it. But since you’re so belligerent, --” and she’d started to step forward, glaring all the while at him and forcing him to step back each time,  “---so rude, so selfish and so very, very unpleasant, as long as I and Davey are together you will not be invited to my home with Davey and if you call our home on Davey’s phone I shall take great delight in telling you to piss off and slam the phone down on you!”
And she stood back with her arms folded and glared at him until he looked away and muttered something about having to go.
So I knew how strongly Tanya felt about other people calling me Davey. But what I didn’t know was what she would say to Toni. She might just remind her firmly that it was a no-no, but then again she might be annoyed that Toni had broken another promise. I hoped it would be the former.
“I don’t know, little Toni-girl,” I repeated with a worried sigh. “I just don’t know.”
We lay for a while, not speaking. I lay and worried a bit about what might happen, and Toni lay half on my chest and stroked it thoughtfully. Then she turned her head to look at my face and her fingers stroked and caressed my cheek.
“I know what she’ll do,” she said gravely.
“What?” I enquired dubiously.
And Toni rolled over on top of me again and pressed her cunt onto me and wriggled her hips delightedly and a huge grin spread over her face and she cried gaily, “Nothing!”
And she wriggled her hips again and ground her crotch onto my sleeping cock.
“She’ll do nothing!” she repeated and laughed at the expression on my face. Her face sank against mine and she nuzzled my neck and face, nipping gently at me between words.
“Oh, you’re such a lovely, lovely sweet person, Davey,” she said. “I can’t tease you any more. Tanya whispered words to me that I really thought I would never, never hear.” She stopped nuzzling to raise her head and gaze at me. She caressed my cheek again and said softly, “Davey, sweet Davey, Tanya told me I could call you that. Really she did.”
And she gazed at me lovingly and added, “I couldn’t believe it at first. But she meant it. She said that I had her blessing and she knew it meant so much to me and I could call you Davey, just like she does. But she said I had to tease you about it first!” 
And she dropped her head and went back to nuzzling and nipping me. “So now,” she whispered between nips, “you’re my Davey as well!”
I stared at the top of her head incredulously. Could this be true? Could she have misheard? No, not with Tanya’s mouth virtually buried in her ear, as it had been. So then, it must be right. I was flabbergasted. I had never, never thought that my Tanya would relent on that rule for anyone, ever.
“But she’s so special,” came a voice, and Tanya was standing beside the bed, watching my face and smiling at us.
And she’d done it again, the bloody little minx, the fabulous, lovable,  gorgeous, wonderful, bloody little minx had not only read my thoughts yet again but she’d cooked up a plan with Toni and fooled me again. Bloody adorable little minx! Both of them!
“She’s so special to us both,” Tanya said, “that if there was anyone at all in the world who I didn’t mind calling you Davey, it’s our little Toni-girl.”
I shook my head ruefully. “I would never have believed it,” I said.
“Aren’t you pleased?” she asked softly. “Don’t you like it?”
“Yes. I do,” I answered. “I like hearing it and it’s nice for me if you’re happy about it. And Toni-girl is in seventh heaven.   I’m just having trouble taking it in.”
“There won’t be anyone else,” Tanya said and I knew she was speaking to both of us. And Toni rolled over and looked up at Tanya gravely. She held out a hand and Tanya took it.
“Thank you,” Toni said. “It’s -  it’s – I’m just honoured,” she finished simply. “I am.”
And Tanya smiled broadly at her and at me and she said, “Good fuck?”
And Toni threw up her arms and cried, “It was a great fuck! It was a fabulous fuck! It was hard and fast and strong and it was a fantastic fuck!”
And Tanya laughed and said, “Yes, he can do that sometimes. And now its my turn.”
I thought she meant she wanted me inside her and I was about to plead for a bit more recuperation time, but Tanya had picked up the strap-on and was fastening it in place.
“Now I want to love you, little Toni-girl.” And she unbuttoned the shirt and dropped it on the floor.   
And Toni smiled warmly and Tanya smiled, and they melted together on the bed as they kissed and cuddled each other. I was content to move over and lie there, watching them loving each other. Their lips roved over their faces and necks and ears. Their tongues tasted their breasts and licked at nipples straining with hardness. Their hands caressed and stroked and aroused each other and it was soft and gentle all the time, not hurried and not urgent. And Toni’s fingers caressed Tanya’s cunt through her pants and came away from her with a little of her soft brown stickiness on them and Tanya gently sucked at them and then gave them back to Toni to suck and they smiled at each other and Toni rubbed her again there, hard, and I could see Tanya was very aroused.
Toni whispered, “You’re still very full!” and rubbed her again. “I want to, too.”
And Tanya nodded and gently pulled and manoeuvred Toni until she was crouched on the bed and Tanya put her hand between Toni’s legs and smiled at her again.
Toni paused, and then I could see her pants begin to stretch as her own brown stuff began to fill them. I could see from Toni’s eyes that she was trying to empty every last bit into her pants, and in Tanya’s eyes I saw the pleasure and delight as the warm stickiness fell gently of its own accord into her palm, cupped over Toni’s cunt. There was a huge amount and it made an enormous bulge in Toni’s crotch. Finally she shook her head and whispered, “Can’t any more.”
And Tanya eased her back onto the bed and used her cock to rub Toni’s own cunt, outside her pants and Toni’s eyes closed in bliss as she lay quietly enjoying the feel of that big latex cock rubbing against her pants and squashing her brown stuff into her and then Tanya pulled aside one leg of her pants and slid the cock inside and rubbed her a little more and as she finally entered Toni through the warm bulge of her stickiness our little elfin let out a long  gasp and murmured, ‘Yes! That’s nice!’ and Tanya began to move with long, slow strokes as I had done with her, when,  aeons ago? and continued that way, her long hair moving softly over Toni’s breasts as she stroked slowly in and out of Toni’s cunt and Toni was building and her breath was coming faster through her open lips and still Tanya continued in that slow, gentle way and now Toni’s hands were pulling at her ass, pulling her inside as far as she could and then caressing Tanya’s back and hips and then pulling at her again and now she was gasping a little with each breath and I knew she was getting close but Tanya kept on loving her in the same way and Toni began to make little ‘Oh! Oh! Oh!’ noises and then her hips were thrusting up at Tanya to meet her, once, twice, three times and she stayed rigid and her eyes were closed and there was a long ‘Ooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrr!’ in her throat as she climaxed.
As Toni finally let her body relax back onto the bed Tanya smiled down tenderly at her and allowed the cock to leave her. She waited, kneeling over Toni until she finally opened her eyes again. She smiled, a warm, loving, tender smile at Tanya, and Tanya returned the same smile and whispered gently, “Love you, little Toni-girl!”
And Toni’s arms went round Tanya’s neck as she pulled her down to kiss her on the lips and she whispered, “And I love you, sweet Tanya.” They gazed into each others eyes for some time, not needing to speak.
I gave a little theatrical sniff as I looked at them. “And who loves me?” I enquired plaintively.
They looked at me and Tanya looked back at Toni and gave a twitch of her head in my direction to say ‘Hark at him!’ and they both looked at me again and said, “We do!”
And Tanya rolled over to give me a hard, long kiss on the mouth and Toni’s hand went to my cock and caressed it.
Tanya smiled at me and said, “I love you, lump!”
And Toni bent to suck my cock for a moment and murmured, “And I love you too, Davey.”
“And I think it’s about time we showed him,” Tanya said. She regarded me for a moment, her eyes running the length of my body and pausing at my cock.
“Hmmm!” she commented. “Going to be busy soon, but first…….”
And she started to roll me over onto my stomach. Toni helped and I certainly didn’t prevent them. When they had me in the position Tanya wanted, on my knees with my ass presented to them in the air,  she ran her hands down my back and sides.
“Now, little Toni-girl,” she asked, “Which do you prefer to do, suck him or fuck him?”
Toni giggled. “Well, as I recall, I sucked him last time while you fucked him, so maybe we can change this time?”
“Absolutely,” Tanya agreed. “Haven’t tasted my lovely Davey for a while.” And without more ado she removed the strap-on and handed it to Toni who fastened it on.   
Tanya slid under me on her back and smiled her special smile at me.
“Want to suck you,” she whispered. “Want to suck you till you fill my mouth with your cum!” And so saying she gently took my cock from inside my pants and closed her lips over it. Toni was already kneeling behind me and pulling aside my pants to explore with her cock.
“He’s very empty,” she said with a pout. “We’re both full and he’s empty.”
“When you’ve finished with your cock inside me,” I said, “that may very well change!”
“Oooo, goodie!” giggled Toni, and began to push her hips forward. And so she began to fuck me, quite hard, while Tanya sucked and licked my cock, pausing occasionally to run her tongue along the back of it, round the base, the tip, and round my balls, using every way she knew to give me the utmost pleasure from her mouth.
“Ooo, my cock is in you,” Toni breathed, moving faster as she pumped at me. “It’s coming out with brown on it and it’s lovely! It’s sliding in you so nicely!” And she continued to fuck me to her heart’s content. I felt the girth of the cock in me as Toni thrust it in and out. And I was glad that she was gaining pleasure herself from it.
Tanya had made me swell to bursting point and I began to push down towards her, wanting to be deep in her mouth at that special moment. She gripped the base of my cock with her fingers when she could and used them to pull me into her mouth as I pushed myself into her. I could hear Toni’s voice behind me murmuring ‘Oh, I love fucking you Davey!’ but I knew the time was near and I glanced down at Tanya’s face below me and whispered, “Love you very much, my angel!” and as I felt my cream start its upward journey from my balls which Tanya was fondling with her other hand,  I added, “I’m going to fill your mouth with my love now!”
And there it was and I spurted my cum into her mouth, and again, and again until I was spent and Tanya released me and slid upwards to me so that she could kiss me and give me some back. And I felt Toni pull back for one final time and my rosebud felt empty, but I knew that Toni’s cock in me had moved things and soon I was going to empty myself.
My eyes must have told Tanya, because she put her hands round me and stroked my back before resting them on my ass.
“Toni,” she said, and Toni, who was removing the strap-on, looked at her and smiled and dropped it on the floor beside the bed and leant forward to place her hands on my ass too. There was only a brief pause and I felt myself beginning to empty, the soft brownness quickly filling the back of my pants as the girls oohed and aahed and massaged me and squashed the material, covering my balls and the base of my cock with my own brown stickiness.
Finally I said, “That’s it, my sweet little minxes. I haven’t any more.”
And the girls rolled me onto my back and looked at me, and at each other, and Tanya said,
“Hmmm!” again.  “Not an awful lot, is it?”
Toni shook her head. “Do you think we should ----”
“Yes, I definitely think we should,” Tanya interrupted her and I marvelled yet again and thought, now she’s doing it to Toni as well.
Before I could move or utter a word, Tanya had pulled the front of my pants down as far as she could and held them there. “Be my guest,” she said to Toni.
And Toni giggled and replied, “I am your guest!” and she straddled me on her knees and pulled her own pants away from her body and allowed her own rich brown softness to fall from them onto me. When she was sure she couldn’t get any more from within her or within her pants she resumed her previous place and held my pants open for Tanya.
“Still not enough,” she commented, and proceeded to do as Toni had done. There was now an enormous mound of brown stickiness on me, covering my cock and lower stomach and overflowing into my pants to cover my balls as well. The girls carefully pulled my pants up again and then first Tanya and then Toni sat on me to ensure it was squashed hard against me and down into my crotch to nestle between my balls and my ass.
It was a heavenly feeling, one that I had come to enjoy immensely since Tanya and I had first discovered this pleasure, quite by accident. Tanya did a small pee on me too, and that made everything even softer and warmer and even more enjoyable.
We lay beside each other for a short while, the girls stroking me, massaging me again and murmuring words of excitement, tenderness and love, to each other and to me.  
“Toni-girl,” I began after enjoying their ministrations for several minutes, “you have such a delightful, soft, young body that is firm in all the right places, round in all the right places, and wet in all the right places. It’s also completely tanned and you have no white marks around your delicious breasts or your beautiful, smooth soft cunt. How do you mange to do that?”
Toni wiped her palms and fingers on my thigh, leaving small brown marks.
“I have a flat,” she said. “A very small flat. Actually it’s more like a large bedsit. But it happens to be on the top floor and we have a flat roof. I have the key to the door onto it. No-one can overlook it so I go up there to sunbathe and lock the door behind me.”
“Nice,” I commented. “And a good place to have sex.”
“Only ever once,” Toni recalled. “My ex wasn’t that keen anyway, and when we got up there and undressed he kept looking at the door and saying ‘suppose somebody comes?’ even though I’d locked the door. It wasn’t successful. Didn’t enjoy it like I wanted to.”
“Like you should have done,”  Tanya corrected.  “You deserve better than that. Better than him by all accounts.”
“And now I have better than him, “ Toni told her, softly stroking Tanya’s cheek. “I have you, and I have Davey, and either one of you alone is worth a hundred of him.”
And Tanya kissed her and I rolled over to kiss her too and I felt the warm brownness in my pants move and squash delectably as I did.
 
And the hours passed by. Saturday evening became Saturday night, then became the small hours of Sunday morning. And we continued to enjoy our pleasures as we had done since Toni had arrived. We kissed, we cuddled, we stroked and caressed. We nibbled and tickled. We rubbed and wanked.  We wet each other again. We sucked and licked and slurped, we  fucked and we loved. We rested, and I made love to Toni. She built extremely slowly, as I intended, her body trembling as her feelings swelled inside her and when she finally came she screamed out loud in sheer rapture, her body jerking and quivering beneath mine. I’d promised her that we would make love, as opposed to fucking,  which we’d done so many times already. After she climaxed and soaked me with her cum, which was sheer bliss, she held onto me and wouldn’t let me go for some time. Eventually, she dozed a little, and Tanya and I did too.
Later we ate a little, and drank some more, and then we kissed and fucked and loved some more.  We took it in turns to give each other the ultimate pleasures, the deepest love, the most electrifying fucks. Our bodies were wet, sweaty, and dirty. And we each of us loved every single minute of it all.
Finally, resting, the three of us cuddled together and just gently caressing each other, our wet bodies pressed tight to each other, Tanya said,
“This time has been the most fantastic I could have imagined.  It’s way, way better than I had ever hoped for. And it’s all down to you, little Toni-girl.”
“No,” Toni firmly. “It isn’t. I’ve done nothing except what you’ve shown me, taught me. It’s been heavenly, but I haven’t made the weekend what it’s been. You and Davey have done that.”
“We haven’t taught you love,” Tanya said quietly. “The love you’ve shown us is your own. Natural. Spontaneous. From your heart.”
And Toni went a bit quiet and thoughtful and didn’t say anything for quite a while.
Tanya and I spent time gently loving each other with our lips and tongues. She stroked my forehead and gazed at me and said,
“Love you, so very, very much, lump.”
And I smiled, a smile full of warmth and tenderness and love, a smile that said, ‘I don’t have to tell you. You know I love you just as much.’
“Do you know there’s one thing we haven’t done,” Tanya mused thoughtfully. “The three of us. We’ve done everything you can think of, everything, pretty well, that the human body is capable of for showing love and giving pleasure. But there is one thing we haven’t done.”
I thought about it, running my mind back over the hours, the days, of what we’d done together in this room, this hedonistic room, this den of iniquity, this heaven. And I knew.
I nodded. “If you want.”
Tanya grinned. “I want.” She looked across at Toni.
“Toni-girl, there’s something we haven’t done that we’d like to do.”
“What? Sorry, miles away,” Toni said, flustered, and turned to us and smiled. “Sorry, missed that. What did you say?”   
“There’s something we’d like to do, all together, that we haven’t yet done. If you’re up for it?”
“Tanya!” Toni’s eyes were reproachful. “I’m up for anything, you know that.”
My girl smiled. “Sorry. Thought you would be but just checking.”
“Is Davey up for it?” Toni enquired.
“Game for anything,” I asserted.
“The question is,”  Tanya said devilishly, “Is he up to it?”
And they chuckled and I said ‘Ha, ha, ha’, and I grinned at them both and invited, ‘Try me!’
Toni said, “Glad we’ve got that sorted. What are we going to do?”
“A triple fuck,” Tanya said.
Toni looked puzzled. “You mean, we’re all going to fuck each other at the same time? How can we do that?”
And Tanya said, “Well, actually Davey, my sweet and lovely Davey, isn’t going to get fucked this time. But we are. At the same time. Suppose it’s really a double fuck, but triple sounds better.”
Toni peered at my cock, hidden in my pants and covered as it was with our combined brown stickiness.
“Hasn’t sprouted another one by any chance, has he?”
But she knew what we meant and reached for the strap-on.
I lay back on the bed. Tanya fastened the strap-on to herself once more.
I made myself as comfortable as I possibly could on the bed. I was going to have some weight on me, I knew that. Not too much, but I’d know it was there.
Tanya knelt astride me, but facing the foot of the bed. She played with my cock, stroked it and caressed it just enough to make me hard, then lowered herself on to me. She beckoned to Toni, and our little elfin sat, facing Tanya, her legs open wide and alongside our bodies. She slid forward until Tanya’s cock could slide into her. She wriggled and adjusted herself until she was just right, then lifted herself with Tanya’s help so that she was sitting, lotus position, on Tanya. Her legs wrapped around Tanya’s back and rested on me.
“That’s nice!” she cooed. “Never tried it in this position before.”
“Neither have we,” Tanya chuckled.
And she began to move her hips backwards and forwards, sliding and rubbing herself on my cock, buried deep inside her cunt from behind. And as she moved forward, so her own cock slid into Toni’s wet and smooth cunt. And Toni responded by thrusting her own hips forward, meeting Tanya with every stroke. It took only a few moments for us to achieve a regular movement between ourselves so that each of us felt the maximum pleasure.
Toni’s arms circled Tanya and she caressed her back, neck and hips as our slow, even movements infused our bodies with delight. And Tanya reciprocated, stroking and caressing Toni, sometimes on her back, sometimes cupping her face or stroking her cheeks.
And this went on for a long, long while. The weight of the two girls on me restricted my own movements slightly, but it was pleasurable for me, (there is never a time when I am inside my beloved Tanya that is not pleasurable), and Tanya could feel me as well as if we were fucking in the normal doggy style. And Toni, our little Toni-girl, must have been feeling Tanya inside her to the hilt. On those occasions when I could see her face beyond Tanya’s back, it was in a transport of delight, her eyes closed and her tilted slightly back as she caressed my girl and felt her deep within her.
Tanya and I have long since learnt to control our pleasure so that our climaxes build slowly, so that we can enjoy and savour every moment of the pleasure growing inside our bodies. We don’t always cum together, but that doesn’t matter, because we treasure the feelings inside us as our orgasms start, build and suffuse our bodies, culminating in that explosion that is the ultimate pleasure, the ecstasy that shows our love for each other.
So Toni began to build first as we rocked and stroked and fucked, evenly and slowly. Once again she started to breathe rapidly, little gasps of pure pleasure each time Tanya’s cock slid deep into her. As her pleasure grew she became more frenetic in her treatment of my girl, throwing her head forward, nibbling Tanya’s neck and ears, kissing her with abandon and then throwing her head back again as a particularly ecstatic stroke filled her cunt. I could hear the wet noises her pussy made as Tanya’s cock slid in and out, building her orgasm slowly, deep within her.
And Tanya too was wet, as she always is. Her love juices flowed down my cock as I thrust into her as hard as I could, given the weight on me and my restricted movements.   
 She pressed down on me, hard onto the remains of the soft brown stuff that still enveloped my cock. Toni’s cunt was also getting its fair share of brown stickiness from what was in her own pants. Tanya’s juice flowed from the base of my cock down over my balls and on towards my rosebud. The feeling of her warm juice on me was a pure delight.
And now Tanya’s own breath was becoming faster and more excited.  Her hips ground back and forth on me with more intensity. And then Toni orgasmed, gasping out words as her feelings passed the point of no return and she knew she was going to cum.
“Yes! Yes, my sweet Tanya! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes, yes, yes, rrrrrooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrr!”
And within a few seconds, I felt a gush of warm fluid on me. Whether it was Toni’s cum, running down Tanya’s cock and then down past her cunt to end up on me, or whether it was a surge of lovejuice from Tanya herself in a sort of sympathetic climax, I didn’t know. But it was heavenly.
Toni held onto Tanya’s shoulders as Tanya now gave herself over completely to her own pleasure. Toni’s eyes, when I could see them, were shining as she looked straight into Tanya’s. I could feel my own stirrings too, and I thought Tanya and I might cum together, but she beat me to it, (we both prefer it that way if we’re not together)  and suddenly arched her back and pressed down onto my cock so hard I thought she would bruise me.
“Davey, Davey! Sweet love! Yes! Deep! Deep! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!”
And I let my control go and came myself, my hot creamy cum gushing forth deep into Tanya’s cunt as I orgasmed.
Toni’s eyes were still shining as she slid her fingers between Tanya’s legs and collected some of my cum and Tanya’s, then sucked her fingers with great relish.
“Gorgeous!” she confirmed. “Who’d have guessed that Davey’s cum, your cum, your love juices, wet pants and dirty ones could taste so nice!”
Tanya grinned and kissed her. “Getting a taste for gourmet delights, are you?”
“Oooo, yes! I’ll say!” Toni gently slid herself backward, releasing Tanya’s cock from within her.
“Shame!” she said. “It’s so nice when your cunt is full to the brim with cock!”
“Couldn’t agree more,” Tanya said, also lifting herself free of my own cock, “except perhaps when Davey was in my cunt once and I had this one, --“ gesturing to the strap-on,  “—in my ass hole. Now that was filling!” She yawned. “ I must confess I wouldn’t mind a snooze, and afterwards I’ll rustle up some ---” she glanced at the clock, “---brunch.”
“Brunch is a meal that is too late for breakfast and too early for lunch,” I explained patiently. “A meal that is too late for lunch and too early for dinner is high tea.”
“Then high tea it will be,” agreed Tanya, “but we’re fresh out of scones and cream. So it may have to be steak and mushrooms and eggs and whatever else I can find.”
“Well, if it has to be, I suppose I can put up with it,” I grumbled. “Toni? A little rest and then eats?”
“If you’re going to twist my arm,” Toni agreed.
“Then I suggest we snuggle together and have forty winks first,” Tanya said, suiting the action to the words and adopting her favourite position for sleeping. And Toni snuggled me the other side, one arm draped across me to reach Tanya so she could caress her, and the other hand under my cheek, the back resting on the pillow.
“Love you, Tanya,” she murmured. She kissed me on the lips and murmured even more sleepily, “Love you too, sweet Davey.”
“Sleep well, little Toni-girl, “ I replied. “Have a nice snooze.”
And we went quiet, and the room went quiet except for the sound of gentle breathing, and I closed my eyes, and we slept.
 
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I woke and opened my eyes sleepily. Everything was quiet. I looked at the clock. I hadn’t been asleep long; about three hours. It was five in the afternoon. I looked at the window. Dull, grey light filtered through it and I thought I could hear the sound of water dripping somewhere. It’s raining, I thought, or at least drizzling. Pity. I wondered what had woken me. I glanced at Tanya, still asleep in her favourite position on me. Her breathing was regular and even and her breasts rose and fell slightly against my chest as she slept peacefully. And I realised that hers was the only breathing I could hear. I turned my head to look at Toni and even as I did I felt the coldness on my left side. Her side of the bed was empty. 

Gone to the bathroom, I thought. I closed my eyes, ready to sleep some more. No, she wouldn’t do that. If she needed to go there she would have woken us and it would have been a time for us to continue our exertions. Gone for a drink, then. I listened but I couldn’t hear the clink of a glass or the running of a tap. I listened hard, tuning out the dripping rain and heard….nothing. Not the tiniest sound of movement anywhere. Had Toni gone to sleep in the spare room for some reason? Still no sound, except that vaguely I heard the sound of a car outside and dismissed it, still listening for any sound that might have been Toni. It was quiet.
And suddenly my eyes were wide open and I was shaking Tanya and saying ‘let me up!’ and she was still asleep and I rested her head on the bed as I swung my legs to the floor and rushed to the bedroom door and out. I ran to the lounge. Empty. I looked into the kitchen as I raced to the bathroom. She wasn’t in either room. That left only the spare room and I turned towards it and time dropped into slow-motion and my arm and hand stretched out as I headed for the door and it was coming nearer so slowly and my fingers were ready to turn the handle but it was so far away and there was a tightening in my heart and my legs were so slow when I was in a rush and would I never get to the sodding door and with a sickening feeling I knew what I would see when I got there and now my fingers were grasping the handle and it was turning and I threw the door open with a crash.
The room was empty.
Too empty.
Toni’s few small bottles and possessions  that had been on the dressing table were gone. Her little bag that had lain on the bed all weekend had gone. I heard a door slam and rushed to the window. A taxi was just pulling away from the house, its lights and blinking indicator reflecting on the dark, glistening wet tarmac of the street and I knew with absolute certainty that Toni was in it and I watched it accelerate away and disappear.
There was a pain in my heart. An ache, an emptiness which felt as if my heart was going to implode. I heard a sharp intake of breath and turned. Tanya was standing in the doorway, her hand clutched to her throat, staring with wide eyes at the bed.
“Oh, no!” she whispered. “NO!” Her eyes lifted to meet mine and  I saw mirrored in them the same pain, the same ache, shock and emptiness that I felt in my own heart.  “NO!” she whispered again. We looked at each other across the room, not moving. Tanya’s gaze drifted round the room as if she was desperately searching for some sign that Toni was still in the house.
“How did you know?” she whispered, her eyes clouded with pain.
“I woke up. It must have been Toni closing our front door as she left. I couldn’t hear anything. Nothing at all. Except the car. The taxi.”  I gestured to the window.
Tanya sank onto the bed. “Why?” Her hands rose and fell as she strove to understand. “I thought she was happy. “Why did she go?”
And to this I had no answer. For her, or for myself.
“Call her!” I said urgently. “Quick, where are the mobile phones?”
“In my bag.” Tanya ran into the kitchen where her handbag lay on the counter. She grabbed it and opened it feverishly. Her hand went inside for her phone, and reappeared clutching sheets of paper that had been pushed just inside it. She looked at me, then unfolded them, glanced briefly at them and thrust them towards me.
I shook my head. “No,” I said softly. “You first.”
Numbly Tanya straightened the papers and started to read.  It took her a few minutes and I stood very still and watched her. Tears sprang to her eyes as she continued and she used a hand to wipe them away so she could read clearly.
And finally she read the last one and the tears rolled down her cheeks and she thrust them at me again and sank into a chair with her elbows on the table and her head buried in her hands, crying her eyes out.
I went to her and put one arm round her shoulder squeezing it gently but she didn’t respond, just cried and cried into her hands, cupped over her face.  I looked at the papers I was holding. Toni had folded them in half and on the outside of the top sheet was written, in small, neat handwriting:- Tanya and Davey. I unfolded them. The neat writing continued on each page and I started to read.
  
 
My dearest Tanya, my dearest Davey. Please forgive me for this. I know that you will be shocked to find me gone. I hope you will not feel too hurt because there is a reason. It is a selfish one, but for me, it is important.
You have given me something this weekend that no-one will ever be able to give me again. You have both shown me things, taught me things that till now I have only imagined. Dreamed of. But with you they became real. They were my life for these few hours. But  more than this, you have embraced me into your lives, you have welcomed me, excited me, made me laugh, made me forget the bad things in this world, the worries and cares that suffocate us in our everyday lives. I have never met anyone like you both. I have never met such giving people. Because most of all, you have given me love. Real, whole, unrestricted love. Your love. And this I will treasure for the rest of my life.
I love you both so very much I can’t explain it in words. It is like something has lodged in my heart, something wonderful and beautiful and I know it will be there always. And as Sunday grew nearer and nearer, I knew I was too weak to stay until the end. I am so sorry. I wanted to be here with you both but I dreaded the moment when it would end. I dreaded  it with all my heart and it hurt me so much to think of it, I decided to do this.
As I left you in bed you were curled together, sleeping peacefully, clasped in each others arms like the lovers you truly, truly are. Did you feel my kisses as I blew them to you? I hope you did.
 My sweet Tanya, my lovely new friend, my confidante, my mentor, my lover. How I have adored my time with you, sharing the pleasures and experiences we have enjoyed together. I wanted them to never end. But in my heart I knew they must. And I was afraid. Your caring, your loving, your understanding, your incredible sacrifice for me by letting  me  use your special, loving name for Davey was a precious gift that I could never, never hope to repay. I love you  my Tanya, I love you so much.
My wonderful, sexy, adorable Davey. How you have shown me pleasures and excitements and heights of ecstasy that I have never known before. And how you have loved me with your body, and your heart, filling my soul and my own heart with a contentment and a richness that will warm me and nurture me always. And yet, even as we loved together, your whole being was devoted to your Tanya, as she is devoted to you. And this was a wonderful thing for me to see, to experience, to share.  To receive your love, your thoughtfulness, your care  in the hours I have been with you has been the most exhilarating experience I could know. I love you, Davey, I love you so much.
And because I love you both so very, very much, and because I wanted these hours, these days, these pleasures, these warming, loving times to go on and on for ever, I knew that I could not, I could not, bear to say goodbye. I do not want to hurt you, never, never, never, but the thought of standing at your door, seeing your faces for the last time and leaving this home full of warmth and love and friendship and care, and also fun and laughter, is too much. I am weak, and I am selfish. I could not bear to leave you both that way. I am so glad, so happy, so overjoyed that I have had this time with you both. I feel so privileged that Tanya chose me for this weekend, to share  these pleasures, these ecstasies, these experiences that others cannot and will not ever know. And because she  chose me I have felt your love and warmth and it has grown and grown in my heart and my heart has  filled with my love for you.   And it is only because of you, my loving Tanya, and you, my loving Davey that these hours have been the wonderful times that they were. 
And so, I cannot, cannot, cannot, bear to say goodbye to you. There is already an emptiness in my heart because I will no longer be with you both. I am writing this as I wait for the taxi. It will be here soon and our time together will have ended. I cannot tell you how sad this makes me. I will miss you both, more than I can possibly, ever say.
Thank you for your love, sweet Tanya. Thank you for your love, sweet Davey. I will treasure it always. Take care of yourselves, always. I know you will take care of each other.  I love you, both of you, and I always will,  from the very, very bottom of my heart.
My loving kisses for you both.
Your little Toni-girl.
 
I folded the letter and placed it gently on the table.
 
 
“Call her,” I said. I handed her the mobile and she dialled mechanically.
“Straight to mailbox,” she said tonelessly. “She switched it off.” She looked at me with her tear-stained face and I gently lifted her from the chair and held her close, saying nothing, just caressing her and holding her and being with her.
We stood there, two people in the middle of the room, two people loving each other with all their hearts, but feeling sad and drained and yes, suddenly lonely.
And the house, silent all around us, seemed terribly, terribly empty.
 
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Tanya and I were taking one of our frequent evening strolls. We had just spent the afternoon in bed so we weren’t out looking for somewhere to have more sex, we were just enjoying a pleasant Autumn early evening.
Six weeks had passed since that weekend. Nothing had happened then to affect the relationship and feelings between Tanya and me. If anything it had strengthened them. We still enjoyed all the things together we had before, our company, our bodies, our foreplay and our sexual adventures together. Our orgasms were still as good, strong and exhausting as they had been. That weekend had been nice, but it had just been a delicious, short sexual adventure in our lives and we were both happy to have had it, but neither of us felt anything was lost from our own love for the lack of it. We were content together,  as we had been from day one. And my beloved girl still always seemed to know what I was thinking before I said it.
Tanya had tried to call Toni day after day, into the evenings, three, four times a day but without success. She used my phone too, and tried using withheld numbers, but nothing worked. We eventually decided that Toni had got herself another phone or number,  and no longer used this one.  We’d left messages; they were not returned. And after a while, we stopped.
Apart from an odd comment by one of us in the days immediately after that, neither of us had spoken much about the weekend, or Toni, since then. Not because it was embarrassing, or taboo. We didn’t need to speak about it. It was nice, it was short, it had ended sadly and we wished it hadn’t, but it was over, and we had each other to ourselves again with nothing lost from our love. 
I didn’t know if Tanya ever thought about Toni. She probably did.  I did from time to time, a sad nostalgia in my heart as I remembered her, and my thoughts idly drifted to her now, recalling her figure and body, her sweet taste and the light in her eyes when she was especially excited or happy, our time together and how she had made us laugh, and  I recalled her orgasms and how she had enjoyed herself with us. My thoughts idled away, not with regret, but with a pleasant feeling that she had brought extra pleasure to Tanya and I, and we in turn had given her pleasure she had either missed for so long or not known before. But I remembered it all with a certain sadness, too.
So it shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was, when Tanya suddenly said,  “You came to love her a lot, didn’t you?”
(How does she do that?)
“Yes,” I agreed thoughtfully. “I did love her a lot.”
“I loved her too,” Tanya said.  “I loved her in my way, and you did too.” She was silent for a while as we strolled along. Then she asked,
“Do you still miss her?”
“No,” I said promptly. “The memories, yes. Her no, because I have you. Even Toni could not replace you, or the way I feel about you, or what we have together. You know it and I know it. Yes, of course I remember what she did to me, and to you, and what we all shared. I remember it with great pleasure, but miss her? No, I don’t miss her.”
I wondered what all this was leading up to. Surely Tanya had no doubts about us? Did she perhaps think that I missed Toni so much that I wanted to be with her instead of my Tanya after all?
“Sweetheart, surely you can’t think that---“
“Would you like her to come again?”
“I would love her to cum again,” I assured her.
She hit me on the back. Gently.
“Lump! You know what I mean!”
I took her shoulders and turned her to face me. I regarded her seriously for a moment or two. 
“How can that be?” I told her softly and gently, brushing her lovely flowing hair from her face. “Listen, you know very well that I will do anything you like to give you pleasure, both in bed and out of it. My life revolves around making you happy. I love giving your body pleasure. Of course I loved what Toni did to me and to you too. I loved our weekend together. To love you, and her, and to know her love in return was…….” I fell silent, hunting for the words, but Tanya was nodding a little and she knew. “But she is gone. So I don’t miss it and I don’t need it when I have you. Do you understand, woman?” I finished, jokingly severe.
“Yes, sir. I understand master,” she replied submissively. And then she added softly, “I thought you would feel that way.  I hoped you would feel that way. But I wanted to hear it from you.”
“You had doubts!” I said in alarm.
“No, no, no, I didn’t,” she answered earnestly. “None whatsoever Davey baby. I thought I had judged right, but I wanted to hear it.”
“You always judge me right,” I sighed. “You’re very good at it.”
Tanya nodded.  “Lump. You’re a book.”
“Hmmph! Don’t know if I like that.”
“A sex book. A fantastically exciting and erotic one. Positively debauched.”
“That’s alright then.”
We strolled on.
“Do you miss her?” I asked.
Tanya said slowly,  “No, sweet Davey. I don’t miss her. But I remember how it was, and I remember my feelings towards her while she was with us. Nice, warm, loving  feelings. I still have those feelings in my heart towards her. And so do you, lump, and I know it!” She paused and considered. “So I suppose, if I miss anything at all, it’s being able to give those feelings to her. To show her how I feel.” She paused again then looked at me earnestly. “Do you understand me, Davey baby?”
Since Tanya’s whole being is always focussed on giving to me and loving me, I understood perfectly.
“Yes,” I answered. “I do. Because that’s how I feel if for some reason I can’t show you how I feel. And I had a lot of pleasure when I saw in her eyes that she appreciated our giving, she loved us for it.”
“That’s not the only pleasure you had from her,” Tanya said darkly, nudging me in the ribs.
“Nor you!” I returned with a grin. “But I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about pleasure inside, in the soul, in the heart. I’m talking about missing loving her and showing it, giving it.  And so are you,” I added, “and I know that.”
Tanya nodded. We strolled on a little more, enjoying the evening air, the sounds around us and the fragrance of early Autumn as golden leaves scrunched underfoot, and we enjoyed the simple pleasure of just being together. She squeezed my hand.
“So it doesn’t matter to you if she was to visit us again, or not?”
Again I wondered where this was going. I know my Tanya and I felt instinctively that there was a real purpose behind all this but I couldn’t for the life of me work out what it was. We had not heard from Toni or seen her since the day she left our home but Tanya’s words still seemed to hint to me that she harboured doubts in some way.  I grabbed her shoulders again and faced her, looking at her lovely eyes and mouth which I just had to kiss, very gently and tenderly.
“Now listen to me,” I began. “You are the most important thing in the world to me. Yes, I know that sounds trite or corny but that doesn’t make it any less true. You and I have something that is so special, so rare, so completely whole,  that I doubt if another man or woman in ten million could say the same. Have we ever argued? Have we fought? Has there even been so much as a cross word between us? No. We understand and know each other as well as we know ourselves. The way we are together, our shared thoughts, the way we complement each other’s lives and fulfil them, is something that most people will never know, and die without ever having sampled such togetherness for a minute, never mind living daily. You have my heart, absolutely, completely, fully, without any restrictions, doubts or hesitation. We are like sun and rain, you and I. Our two lives are one, and all sun is no good without rain and all rain is useless without sun, and that is what makes our two lives one whole one, and it blooms and flowers and grows and is spectacular because of that.”
Tanya had taken a step back from me so that my arms were at full length to hold her shoulders. She stared at me.   
“And as long,” I went on, “as there is rain to complement the sun, and sun to complement the rain, then life will continue to thrive and grow. It doesn’t need more than that. So whether or not you add something else to it temporarily doesn’t matter. It won’t affect the long-term result. That whole life will thrive and grow. So it doesn’t matter whether Toni or any other girl is a fleeting part of our whole life.  It is there anyway, thriving, growing, blossoming and giving each of us separately astounding pleasure, contentment, and happiness. And because we are human beings, love is added to that sun and that rain. It is the earth that the sun warms and the rain refreshes and all together it makes a wonderful, natural, incredibly special thing that you and I are blessed with. I have you. You have me, and together we are whole and we are more than the sum of our parts. I know this. I have understood this since I first met you, and that is why my love for you is so strong, so all-encompassing, so indestructible. If I am the rain, you are my sun. I need you to make my life whole, and you do. I do not need anything else to make it whole. Anything else added to it is a bonus, but not necessary. I love you with all my heart and nothing and no-one could ever affect that, or take it away. So the answer to your question is, it doesn’t matter to me if Toni comes to us again or not. Or  anyone else, for that matter. It’s nice, it’s as if there was an extra long, bright sunny day to my rain, but I don’t need it because I have my sun in my life already, every single day and every single night,  and it’s you.”
I looked at Tanya. Her chest was heaving, her shoulders rose and fell. She stared at me and made a noise.
“Uh –uh—uh,” and then she was flying at me, her hands curled into fists and she was pounding them at my chest so hard I had to take a step back.  I thought for a moment that she was furiously angry and then I realised she was sobbing her heart out.
“What is it?” I asked, dumbfounded. “What did I do? What did I say?”
She sobbed and sobbed and now she was resting her fists against my chest, her head lowered and her shoulders shook and heaved. She tried to speak but struggled for breath  between the sobs.
“Y-y–y you said,  - you bastard!”
(I’m sure I didn’t say that?)
“Y-y you said the n- n- nicest words –uh – I h- h- have ever heard in my h- h- h- whole life,   from any w- w- one ever!”
My arms went round her and I cuddled and hugged her.
“Sshh! Sshh! Don’t cry,” I murmured into her hair. “Sshh. If they were nice words, why are you crying?”
And then the words came tumbling out, punctuated by her sobs.
“Y- y- you bastard. I c- c- couldn’t believe w- w- what I was hearing and it made me so h- h- happy to hear them and I w-w- wanted to laugh and jump and t- t- t- tell you and it m- m- made me want to love you even m-m-more than I do and---“ she began to slap me across my shoulderblades every few words,  “it gave me a pain in my heart because I  c- c- can’t love you any more than I do and that made me s- s- sad and if ever there was any w- w- one that I wanted to hear words like that from it’s you and you said them and I was sad because I can’t love you more than I do and I want to and I wanted to tell you and my heart felt as if it was going to burst because I love you so much I was angry because I can’t love you more and because I was sad and I should’ve been happy and that made me more angry and that made me sad that I was angry and I’m crying and I love you so much you lump and you’re a bastard!”
“Yeeesss. Well, that’s all perfectly clear now,” I sighed. Her fists were again resting against my chest and I hugged her tightly, partly out of sheer love and partly to stop her slaps which were actually beginning to hurt.
She continued to sob as I stroked her hair and her cheek.
“I love you, Davey,” she whispered after a while. “I do love you so very, very much it makes my heart ache.”
I really didn’t know how to respond to this. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? I made do with cupping her small face in my hands, gazing into her eyes and murmuring,
“My heart is also full of love Tanya. For you. My special, special girl. It will always be full of love for you, no matter what.”
And then I just held her, waiting until the sobs had passed and she was quiet. I pulled my hanky from my pocket and gently wiped away the tears and the streaks on her face.
“Shall we go home?"   
She nodded, sniffed and took my hanky to dry her face again and blow her nose. We turned and started to retrace our steps homewards.
“And after all that,” she said, the last few, dry,  sobs escaping her, “I didn’t even a –a - ask you the thing that was most im – p -- portant.”
My arm was round her shoulder and I squeezed it gently.
“What did you want to ask me, my sweet little Tanya?”
She sniffed a couple of times and used the hanky again.
“I’ve found her. I spoke to her. I w-w-wanted to ask you if you would like it if  T-T-Toni came to live with us.”
 
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To those cynics and scoffers who have read this story who do not believe that the
characters could be real, who do not believe that a love such as described here can
exist, to those who do not believe that there are people in the world for whom the
driving force, their ‘raison d’etre’,  is to ensure the pleasure and happiness of
their lover, or who have never experienced the feelings of a reciprocal love
so overwhelming, so complete, so ecstatic, so absolute that it almost hurts,
I have these words for you:-
 
If you have never seen the fiery light of a shooting star
blazing its way across the heavens, if you have never
witnessed first hand the colours of the
Aurora Borealis playing in the night sky,
that doesn’t alter the fact that
they exist.
They do.
 
You are unlucky. You are the ten million.
 
 
To those prudes who have read this story, in whole or in part,
who are shocked and horrified and revolted by the characters
and the way they have behaved, the things they have said
and the things they have done, to themselves and to others,
I have these words for you:-
 
Until you first taste an apple, you won’t know if you like it.
 
The situations and events described in this story will be
unacceptable to most people.  But that doesn’t alter the fact that
they exist.
There are people
for whom such activities, shared with another, or with others,
heighten their pleasure, strengthen the bond of their love,
enhance their experiences, enrich their lives.
They are not decadent people.
They are not depraved people.
They are not sick people.
 
They are just not you.
 
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“I have lived completely.
 
I have loved absolutely.
 
And in this world, that is without peer.”
 
Christopher Barton
Northumberland
2003

A New Thong For My Daughter

Daringdad1 on Incest Stories

I am a 33 year old man, trying to raise a daughter by myself.  I married my wife right after high school, and started working for the government doing special jobs that often took me away from home for several weeks at a time.   Sarah my wife was already two months pregnant with our daughter Tracy whe we got married and gave birth to her while I was at homefor two weeks between jobs.  Shortly after I finished a job that got me a big promotion which would keep me at home more often, I flew home to let Sarah and Tracy know that I wouldn't be going away as often and that when I did it would only be for overnight at the

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most.  As I deplaned I noticed a police car on the airport tarmac and the officer seemed to be watching as we deplaned.  The officer came over to me and asked my name. When I responded he stated that he was there to pick me up and take me to the hospital.  The officer then told me that their had been an accident involving my wifes car while she was coming to pick me up, and the doctors could tell me more about what happened.

When we arrived at the hospital I was shown in to a room where my twelve-year-old daughter Tracy was asleep on the hospital bed.  A doctor came in and asked if I was her father.  Tracy had survived the accident with just a minor cut on her head and they wanted to keep her overnight for observation.  I asked him about my wife and he ushered me out of the room so that we wouldn't disturb Tracy.  The doctor said that he always hated to give bad news but Sarah had died on her way to the hospital.  He then waited for me to come back to reality and had a second bed wheeled into Tracy's room for me to sleep on in case she woke up.  Tracy did wake during the nigh and I talked to her and got her to go back to sleep.  The next afternoon the doctor released Tracy from the hospital and I took her home, and then we made plans to bury Sarah.

Now two years later Tracy is finally starting to come out of her shell.  Tracy came to me shortly before school let out for the summer asking if she could get a Thong Bikini for the beach this summer.  I was so caught up in my own sorrow over Sarah's death that I hadn't really noticed my little girl blossoming into a young woman.  I didn't want her to etreat back into her shellso I asked her if she really knew how small they were.  Tracy said that she hadn't seen one before but all of her friends were getting them and she didn't want to be left out.  I knew that she had a pair of blue-jean shorts that were all worn out and ready for the garbage, so I had her get them for me.  I quickly cut the legs off leaving just the zipper and seam attached to the waiste band.  i gave the now barely covering Thong to Tracy and told her to put it on and look at herself in a mirror to see if she really wanted to wear that little out to the beach.

Tracy surprised me when she came into my bedroom and asked if she could use my floor-length mirror.  Not thinking I said sure honey what ever you want.  Tracy then hugged me and took her shirt off and stood there in just the home-made Thong, needless to say seeing her standing there got my Cock to swell to full attention.  Her perky little almost C-cup Tits stood at attention with her nipples poking out, as erect as my Cock was.  I watched her as she turned left and right trying to get a full view of the Thong.  I suggested that maybe she should use a second mirror to see the view from the rear.  Tracy wa quick to get me to hold the second mirror for her giving me a close up view of her perky Tits, which only compounded my situation.  I soon was asked what the top would look like so we sat on the bed together while I cut two small triangles out of the leg material, which I measured constantly against her nipples to get them to be just the right size to cover just the nipples.  I cut several strips from the material to use to hold the triangles together.we quickly had the strips attached to the triangles, and Tracy asked if I could tie it on for her.  Needless to say it took all my will power to keep from grabbing her and taking her cherry right there.  Finally Tracy was able to see just how little the Thong would cover and decided that if she did get one she would just wea it to swim and lay out by our pool.  I was glad to here that and told her that the bottom that I made covered more than a store bought Thong Bikini would cover.

Two days later Tracy asked if I would take her to look at new bathing suits, and off to the mall we went.  When we got to the store Tracy started right in looking for Thongs and was soon carrying three to the changing room to try them on.  Tracy came back without going in to the changing room and said that they wouldn't let her try them on unless she had a parent there to go in with her.  I walked over and asked the clerk what the problem was and she said that store policy called for the clerks to require a parent to go in with the young girls since they had so many suits stolen over the years.  I asked her if she coud go in with her for me since her mother was dead but she said that she couldn't but that since there wasn't anyone else here right now she would escort us in to the changing room.  When we got into the room Tracy started to remove her shirt and bra and then she took off her pants and panties, giving me my first view of her Pussy.  Tracy pulled on the Thong Panties and then put on the bra top.

The room had mirrors all the way around it so that she could get a full view all the way around.  Tracy was quick to remove the first Thong Bikini, but she took her time deciding which of the others she wanted to try on.  It took Tracy almost an hour to try on all of the Thongs, and decide which one she wanted to get, it only took her ten minutes to pick out a bikini to wear to the beach.  We then went to a restaurant for lunch and headed home.

Back at the house Tracy was quick to change into her new Thong and then model it for me.  i pointed out that she had a slight problem with the bikini, what she cried and I told her to look in the mirror at the front of her Thong.  Tracy looked and thenrealized that as small as the Thong was it left most of her Pubic hair showing around the outside of the Thong.  Tracy wanted to know what she could do to solve that problem.  I told her the only way to take care of te problem was to shave her Pubic hair down enough to hide it from view.  Tracy got a huge smile on her face and took off her Thong.  She then quickly lay down on the bed and spread her legs asking if I would pleae trim her hair for her so that she didn't nick herself andstart to bleed.

zi went into my bathroom and got my shave cream and both my electric and regular razors and returned to the bedroom.  I decided that it would be easier to shave her bush in the tub and we went back to the bathroom where she took off her top as well and got into the tub.  I ran some warm water into the tub and started to wash her bush to get it wet.  I found that the more I rubbed over her bush the wetter it got from her own juices flowing outof her Pussy.  I rubbed some shave cream into her bush and got it to lather up quickly.  I started to shave the excess Pubic hair from around her Pussy with my Cock growing by the second and straining my pants.  Tracy started to thrash around in the tub and was splashing me.  Tracy notice that I was getting wet and asked if I wouldn't be better off without my pants.  I looked down and realized that they were completely soaked through.  I slid them off and was just in my undershorts.  I finished with the basic trim and cleaned the excess shave cream off her Pubic area, and then grabbed my electric razor to put the finishing touches on her bush.

As the electric razor moved across Tracy's groin it caused her to have a huge Orgasm.  With the onset of this Orgasm I couldn't take it anymore and leaned in to suck her juices right out of her Pussy.  Tracy started to moan as I sucked her Clit into my mouth.  I slowly inserted a inger inside her Pussy and started to pump it in and out stretching her Cunt lips and Pussy getting them ready for my Cock to enter her.  I soon had three fingers going in and out stretching he wide.  After I brought her to another huge Orgasm I quickly rinsed her off and picked her up out of the tub and carried her to my bed.  I slipped off my undershorts letting my eleven and a half inches of rock hard man meat plop into Tracy's view.  Tracy smiled and asked if she was going to get to try my meat.  I smiled back at her and said tha if she really wanted to try it that it would be my pleasure to let her try.

Tracy moved down asI lay next to her and started to lick my Cock.  I told her how to give me a blowjob and she took to it like a duck to water, and soon was pumping her head up and down on my shaft.  I pulled her legs over my body so that we were in a sixtynine position and I started to lick and suck on her Pussy as well.  Tracy learned quickly and  soon she was deep-throating me and moaning around my shaft.  I quickly brought her to another Orgasm and told her that I was going to cum also and that if she didn't pull off that I would be filling her mouth with my cum.  Tracy kept right on sucking me harder and faster until I shot my first stream of jism into her mouth, andit was quickly followed by seven more streams of jism.  Tracy swallowed as much of it as she could but just couldn't handle all of it, so she let the last few sytreams fclow out into her face.  I moved her around and lay her back onto the bed.  I moved over the top of her spreading her legs apart so that I could get at her Pussy and lick it until my Cock got it's hardness back.  I slowly kissed my way up Tracy's body until I reached her small Tits and then sucked on first the right nipple and then the left.  I alternated causing Tracy to moan with each suck.  I moved on up her body until my Cock was nestled against her Virgin Pussy.  I pushed into her until the head popped into her channel.  I waited to let her get used to the feel and fullness in her Pussy.  Tracy stared to push up against me trying to get more of me into her so I pushed another inch into herand waited again.  Tracy was no longer moaning as I pushed into her now she was plain crying out in pleasure.  I continued into her until I felt er Hymen resist my Cock's intrusion into her Virginal Opening.  I asked her ifshe was ready and that it would hurt just a little.  Tracy begged me to stop teasing her and to ram my Cock deep into her.  I pulled out until just the head was inside her still and rammed back into her with enough force to tear through her Hymen and buried was all the way inside of her with the head pushed through her cervix and into her womb.  Tracy hardly let out a cry of pain she just started to pant harder and harder.  I started to pump in and out slowly at irst and gradually building the pace until we were both moving in unison.  I reached between us to rub her Clit as we were pumping away.

Tracy started to cry out in pleasure and thrash around.  I let her pleasure build until it was at the peak and then backed off to let her settle down some, then I would start in again raising her sense of pleasure to it peak again.  I repeated this process for five or six times and as she neared her peak again I started to pump faster pushing into her womb with each thrust, I was soon ready to shoot my load as well.  I knew that I should pull out but I was too far gone in pleasure for rational thought and just buried my Cock in her womb where it would spray her full of my sperm and riskhe getting pregnant.  Tracy exploded in the largest Orgasm yet when the first jet of baby juice hit the back of her womb.  I filled her full and stayed hard so I kept right on Fucking my babygirl.  I was pounding away at her when she came down from her Orgasm.  Tracy matched my pace and we fucked for another fortyfive minutes or so before we were both ready to Cum again, Tracy said fill me up Daddy I want to feel your Cum in me again.  I was soon shouting " I'm cummmmingggg bbbabbbyyyy" Tracy screamed back " me toooooo Daddddddddddyyyy" " Oh Goddddddddd That feels wonderfullllllllllllll" " Filllllllll mmmmmmmmeeeeeeeee pleaseeeeeeeeee" So I filled her little womb again with spurt after spurt of jism.  We fell asleep with my Cock still buried in her Pussy, the next morning we picked up wherre we left off the night before and Fucked all day long.  I filled Tracy's Pussy eight or nine times over a three day two night period.  Tracy moved into my room after that only sleeping in her room when she had friends over for the night.  This all started three months ago but it was too late to get Tracy on the pill as she got pregnant the first night.  I had enough leave time accrued that I took the next six months off from work and we are going on a trip to Europe returning when it is time for the baby to be born.  Tracy says that she enjoys being pregnant but we both decided that we would wait for her to turn eighteen before we have another child together.  Tracy does want to bring one of her friends into the bed with us after we get back and she is able to have sex again, but that will be another story.  Tracy will turn fifteen in two days so we will have her party before we leave for Europe.