Bride to Be

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Babes

I am the manager of a small, exclusive romantic inn in the heart of a tourist driven area. During the off season, in a never-ending attempt to improve sales and profitability, we offer deals for wedding groups.

I never gave much thought to the project, other than to find myself a larger year end bonus. That all changed during the slowest part of the year last year. We had rented out all eight of our rooms for a bridal party, something we had never done before. As a part of the package, in an attempt to sweeten the pot, we agreed to let the bride to be and her maid of honor to join us a day early.

I was working the front desk, as is normal in the offseason as we try to keep staffing to a minimum. I was entering my sales numbers from the previous month, deep in thought and concentration. So deep that I did not hear the ringing of the front door to signal that someone had entered.

I heard a slight cough, and looked up. Much to my surprise and chagrin, there were two gorgeous twenty two year old women standing just before me at the front desk.

The first was a brunette, about five foot six, with very nice DD breasts, which were perfectly framed within a white tank top and a very short black skirt, and matching black stockings. The red haired girl beside her was five foot two, with a skinny, but very toned body, the lean looks of a runner, with tits that were barely more than a mouthful.

“We are the bridal party,” the brunette nearly huffed at me.

“Well, welcome, welcome,” I responded, trying not to stare at the beautiful bounty before me.

I took their information, and quickly grabbed their bags. I led the two of them up to the bridal suite, a three room affair that also included a standup shower, a balcony overlooking our small manmade pond, and plenty of love seats and cushions to facilitate sexual adventures if the round double king size bed was not enough excitement for a newly married couple or a long time anniversary visit.

Having left the two of the them alone, mentioning when the dining room would be serving dinner, as well as the tap room hours, and our complimentary breakfast times. I went back down to the front desk, and slipped behind the desk to the small office to relieve my rapidly grown manhood. Having not been very lucky for the off season, I quickly was able to relieve my stress, wiping up taksim escort quickly before any staff or my new guests could find me.

I knew that there would be no other guests checking in that evening, as the bridal group would be arriving sometime the next day. I had about two hours before the dinner shift would begin, and decided that I should race to finish my work so that I could spend a little time alone in the managers apartment out back before the start of the dinner time.

Finishing my work, and walking (rather awkwardly, I must admit) out to the managers rooms, I could hear giggling coming from the honeymoon suite. It took all my self control to keep from glancing up, and making myself even more uncomfortable than I was already.

I got to the room, and did what I had to do, then showered, shaved and got dressed in my suit for the dinner rush. Although it was the off season, I knew that being a Thursday evening, I would have about forty to sixty local folks coming in to dine on our modern take on classic American fare. Not to sound pretentious, but our chef is absolutely amazing.

Our local clientele tends to arrive early, eat reasonably quickly and depart back to their homes. My offseason dinner shift is usually finished by about ten pm. And I rather like the time off, although it means that the few women I see who are near my own thirty five years tend to be married professional women dining with their husbands. Which does nothing to help my current hitless streak.

But this night would prove to be different. Because our restaurant hours are technically til nine, though we are almost always all in by eight, i was disappointed when 8:15 hit, and my two hotties from the honeymoon suite hadn’t come downstairs. I decided that they had decided to scope out the local scene, which is quieter than the height of the season, but still somewhat more lively than my little romantic inn.

My disappointment turned to excitement as at 8:35 the two girls came giggling into the dining room. Their bloodshot eyes, and incessant laughter led me to believe that perhaps they were enjoying something upstairs that may not exactly be legal. Not that I had any problem with a little herbal enlightenment.

The two of them sat, ordered rather lightly, and giggled all the more when topkapı escort I had a mid level bottle of champagne sent over to the table. They ate their salads and the fish, and invited me over as they decided to split our signature dessert.

“We need help to finish this champagne” the maid of honor declared, as the bride to be merely blushed as she giggled while playing with her hair and looking at me.

“yea, we can’t funish this ourselps” the bride to be stammered out.

“Well, maybe the three of us can bang this bottle out” I stated.

“Maybe the one of you can bang something else out,” the brunette rather provocatively declared as the redhead started giggling like crazy again, leaning her beautiful head into the busom of her friend.

We did, in fact, finish that bottle, and as the bartender was preparing to call it a night, I had her give me a second bottle. She gave me a snide look, as she shook her head. I pretended to be offended, though I know that she is sleeping with Lisa, my cousin whose parents are the owners of this property. If Rachel can have my cousin, why couldn’t I try to have a maid of honor.

With the bar closed, and the lights throughout the common areas turned down to the overnight levels, the three of us sat in the booth, and opened up the second bottle of bubbly.

“Maybe you can help my friend,” the brunette said to me, as she leaned forward, showing off her well endowed chest.

“Perhaps, but I would need to know what I am going to be helping with” I answered.

“I have only been wiff one guy,” the redhead slurred, “and I don’t want my only cock to be my husband,”

“I can’t believe that someone as hot as you has had only one lover,”I told her, as the champagne was embolding me.

“I didn’t say dat, I sez wiff only one dude” she said again.

“She knows pussy very well, especially mine, we have been lovers for years,” the brunette explained, “While I eat her and she eats me I also enjoy having men, while she has always been sheltered by her family, told to save herself for the absolute mister right.”

“And I lub my hubband to de, but I wanna knows anudder man before i put tha ring on my finder.”

Taking the bottle from the wine bucket, and taking the redhead by hand, I led the two girls to the elevator, tuyap escort which we took up to the third floor where the honeymoon suite.

Barely inside the door, I had my tongue down the throat of the bride to be. I hungrily probed her mouth with my tongue, as I ran my hands along her tight body.

As I was attempting to slide my hand up her skirt and down her shirt simultaneously, I could feel a tug at my belt. I glanced down to see the maid of honor, her glorious tits already out of her top, attempting to open my fly. I let go of the bride long enough to help undo my belt, and as my hands returned to her chest, I could feel the brunettes hands grab hold of my member, and within seconds, I could feel her lips wrapping around my cock.

The rest of the night turned quickly into a blur, as we sipped champagne from the bottle between licks of each other. I stripped the bride to be of her short tartan skirt, and left her blouse hanging open as I dove down between her legs, and brought her to a crazy orgasm. As I was eating her out, I could feel the maid of honor suck me to near climax before sitting on my rigid member.

Thank the lord that I had jerked off that afternoon, as well as the bubbly, as I don’t think I would have lasted a second with these two amazing young women. I have not been with a twenty two year old girl since I was that age, and I had never been with two women before.

I eventually got around to shifting the redhead of day around so that I could enter her sweet, sweet pussy. If it felt half as good as it tasted, I would be in for a major treat. As I sank my member into her, and the maid of honor sat on her face, the redhead screamed in delight, “You are sooooo much bigger than my fiancee, this feels amazing, amazing, amaaaaaaaaghzzzzzing.”

Sitting on her face so that the bride to be could eat her out, the maid of honor leaned towards me so that I could partake of her amazing tits. And I devoured them with abandon, licking, chewing sucking to my hearts content.

Each girl must have cum three or four times, and I pumped my load liberally down each ones throat as well as into each ones pussy. We woke in the morning, with the sun glaring down on us. The girls invited me outside for a few tokes and we fooled around some more, as they stated that they were hungry, but not for food. So I fed them again freely of myself.

I spent the next day half hungover, but very well satisfied. The girls went off to shop but not before flashing me their pantiless crotches. Unfortunately the rest of the bridal party was due in that afternoon, and we could not continue our adventure. However, that night will always be special to me, and I hope to them as well.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

My Son’s Smoking Fetish Pt. 03

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

We got back on the road the next morning and for most of the drive we sat in silence processing what happened, at least I was.

We arrived at my sisters and before getting out of the car I grabbed my sons arm.

“Once we get settled in here we need to talk about last night, okay?”

My sister opened the front door and ran toward the car and pulled my son out of the car giving him a big hug and kiss. She was in a bikini and her body was lathered in baby oil and I caught my son catching a glimpse of her as she walked away coming to greet me as I unpacked our duffle bags. She was a couple years younger than me but you could easily mistake us for being twins. She both had long blonde hair, skinny legs and shared the same size bra size which was right between a c cup and a d cup.

“Jeez when did he become such a stud sis” she whispered in my ear grabbing one of the duffel bags.

We walked in her house and she brought us up to our room so we could settle in.

“You guys don’t mind sharing a room do you? I had to downsize after the divorce.”

I laughed while hugging him “definitely wouldn’t be the first time we did.”

We changed in our bathing suits and before walking down I pulled my son in and gave him a sloppy kiss on the lips.

“That should tie you over for the rest of the day.”

We laid out back by the pool catching up as we enjoyed some cocktails.

My son finally came out and joined us.

“Theirs a chair in the garage you can grab hun, grab that and come join us.” My sister said.

He set his chair up facing us kicking his feet Girne Escort up with his sunglasses on so he could get a good view of me smoking.

“Grab my smokes out of my purse over their if you don’t mind babe.” I said.

Handing them over i slid one between my lips as my son leaned in and lit it up for me.

“You raised a good one their” my sister said as I leaned back dragging on my cigarette exhaling slowly.

My sister and I chatted as I puffed away On my cigarette as he sat their not saying anything just watching me.

“Since when did you start smoking 100s sis?”

I pointed at my son and responded.

“I had him grab me a couple packs last when he ran in the gas station and he came out them.”

“I’ll have to make a run and grab a couple packs at some point as well, I had my last one before you guys got here.”

She grabbed my pack and lit one up, I watched my son as he stared watching her exhaling her smoke.

“I haven’t seen you smoke since I was a kid, when did you start again?” My son asked.

“A couple years now, mostly only when I drink though.”

The sun went down and we all went inside to change out of our bathing suits and get ready for dinner.

after dinner we went and sat in the living room having a drink and had a few cigarettes before calling it a night.

“You seeing anybody nowadays?” My sister asked my son.

“Not really.. just focusing on school.”

He went upstairs to lay down and call it a night and my sister and I stayed up having a couple more drinks.

I heard Magosa Escort my phone ding and asked my sister to hand me my phone that was next to her, she looked at it as she picked it up.

“Who is it?”

She unlocked it and opened the message.

“Your son, he wants to know when your coming up to bed.”

I grabbed the phone out her hand.

“What’s that all about?” She asked in a confused tone.

“Oh nothing, probably just wants to leave a light on for me or something, I should go up it’s getting late.”

“Hm okay, good night then” she definitely didn’t buy it.

I grabbed my cigarettes and started walking up stairs and stopped half way up the stairs

“I can smoke up here right?”

“Ashtrays in the night stand drawer.”

I walked in the room and my son was laying down in bed under the covers.

“You better have that thing ready, we need to make this quick your aunts room is right across the hall and will be coming up soon.”

He pulled out his cock already rock hard, I lit a cigarette and hopped on the bed laying on my stomach between his legs grabbing it as I slipped it in my mouth. I sucked it for a couple minutes as I smoked, my pussy was getting wet and I couldn’t resist it so I climbed on top of it and rode him.

“Hey sis you left your phone down here, I’m coming in.”

I tried hopping off his cock but it was to late and she saw me sitting on his lap with my pants off.

“I knew something was going on with you two.. all the sexual tension down by the pool, something’s never change sis, Lefkoşa Escort huh?”

She shut the door and lit a cigarette.

“Now here’s what’s gonna happen if you don’t want this getting out.”

She said as she walked toward us taking her top off followed by her shorts.

“If you don’t mind fucking your auntie as well I’m going to hop on and make your mom watch me fuck you.”

“Are you serious?! Why would you make him do that?”

“Make him? What do you say hun? Wanna see what your aunt can do?”

He nodded his head and my sister climbed on top of him smoking her cigarette playing with it get it as hard as possible.

She slid it in and rode it slowly staring at me.

“Come give me a kiss sis, like we used to.”

She pulled me in and we started French kissing as she rode his cock.

“You think I can make him cum by the time I finish this cigarette?”

“No way” my son said.

“Ha, cocky one aren’t ya? Just for that I’m gonna make it quicker than that.” She said.

She got up in a squatting position and slowly went up and down clenching her pussy on his tip on the way out everytime.

He started shaking and I’ve seen that look before I knew he was about to explode.

“I still have a third of my cigarette left and your already cumming, your mom isn’t training you right.. don’t worry this is just the beginning.”

She dragged again on her cigarette and exhaled in his face.

“I’m about to cum get off, get off!”

She pushed down on his chest as she sat down with his cock completely swallowed by her Pussy.

“Nope, cum in me.. cum on.. you need to remember how good your aunts pussy is.”

He yelled out as he shot his load in her then she hopped off then went down to lick the rest off the tip taking one last drag and exhaling.

“This is going to make for a fun weekend, this is only the first night.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Lute Gets Aunts in His Pants

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Female Ejaculation

For more on Lute and his randy aunts, check out “Aunt Caroline’s House of Mirrors,” “Aunt Lynn Rides Again,” and “Aunt Barbara and the Surprise Guest,” among others. Per usual, this is a work of fiction and all characters are of legal age.

——————————————————–

It was a wintry Friday evening when Luther Casey unlocked the back door of his Aunt Caroline’s three-story brownstone and let himself in. Lute worked for an entertainment production company and had just left a venue where they were putting on a show.

It’d been a long day, and he’d skipped dinner, so when he smelled the roast chicken Caroline had prepared he was pleased to see she’d left a plate out for him on the kitchen counter. “Hi Sweetie. Have a bite and then come join us,” read the accompanying note.

Hearing music coming from the third floor suite, Lute smiled as he grabbed a beer from the frig and dug into the food, imagining what shenanigans were going on upstairs with his two randy aunts. And seeing there were a couple of empty wine bottles on the counter, he knew they’d be in high spirits.

It’d been several months since Caroline had moved to the city, started a new job, bought this beautiful home, and become lovers with Luther. And tonight they had a special guest, because his Aunt Lynn, who was married to his dad’s brother Jack, was also in town.

Lynn came to the city several times a year for work, and she always managed to connect with Lute when she did. And by “connect” we mean “fuck” because she loved the raucous no-holds-barred sex she had with her hung nephew.

Though outsiders would never have guessed, intra-family sex was an accepted practice in Lute’s family. And now that he’d come of age, he was welcome to “connect” with his aunts. Lynn was a lovely forty-something with blue-eyes, short blonde hair, ample tits, and an insatiable libido.

And Caroline, a more recent addition to the family’s hijinks, was a near-twin to Denise, Lute’s mom. And this likeness made her all the more beguiling to young Luther. Like his mom, she was tall and pretty and had a set of DD cup tits with big areolas and nipples that begged to be sucked. And if that wasn’t enough to entice him, she had a strikingly similar voice and mannerisms as his mother.

Lute had struggled with an Oedipus complex ever since he’d happened upon his mom and Uncle Jack fornicating at their family’s lake house some years before. So though his relationship with Caroline was lovingly familial, it was also sexually charged to a degree that still surprised them both.

Finishing off his meal and grabbing another beer, Lute followed the music upstairs. Reaching the third floor, which had been remodeled into one large open space with an office, living area and master suite, he saw that the covers were rumpled on the big canopy bed.

And seeing the blind covering the large overhead mirror was open and its surrounding accent lights were on, Lute deduced that Lynn had gotten an introduction to Caroline’s erotic love nest. And from the wet spot on the duvet cover, it appeared that orgasms were already in play.

“Hello aunties!” Lute called towards the half-open bathroom door, behind which he could see the flickering glow of candles.

“Hi Luther!” his Aunt Lynn replied, “Get undressed and come join us!”

Quickly shedding his clothes, Lute entered the large and stylishly appointed bathroom and found Caroline and Lynn in the big jacuzzi tub. Illuminated by the candles reflecting in the bath’s surrounding mirrors, it was a steamy and erotic scene.

Sitting on the tub’s edge with a beatific smile, Caroline had her eyes closed and her head was leaning back against the wall. Positioned between her spread legs, Lynn was scraping a razor across her pussy, shaving off the last strands of what had been Caroline’s big dark bush of fur.

Grabbing a washcloth to wipe off the remaining shaving cream as she admired her handiwork, Lynn then looked up at Lute with a smile, “Doesn’t she have a beautiful pussy, Luther?”

“God, yes!” Lute exclaimed as he took in the full view of his aunt’s freshly shaved cooch, “It’s definitely a beauty!”

Turning back towards Caroline, Lynn slipped her face between her legs and began to slowly kiss and lick her bare pussy, with the mirrors capturing and reflecting the hazy scene.

“Look at these big lips,” Lynn whispered to Lute as she ran her tongue over Caroline’s labia and pushed its fleshy folds together with her hand, “See how nice and plump they are? Don’t you just wanna’ rub your big cock against these?”

“God, yes I do,” Lute said with a smile.

“And look at this sweet clit,” she continued, flicking her tongue over Caroline’s distended nubbin, “Ain’t it pretty?”

“Oh, yeah,” he agreed.

As Lynn continued kissing her bald pussy, Caroline opened her eyes and smiled at Lute, motioning for him to come closer.

As he moved over and leaned down, Caroline pulled him in for a long kiss, and as she slid Girne Escort her tongue down his throat she reached out and stroked his growing cock.

“Mmm…it’s so nice to have you here with us, baby,” Caroline moaned while they kissed, “I can’t wait to get your big cock inside this bald pussy.”

“Yeah, me too!” Lute whispered as he moved in closer, “Have you ever shaved down there before? “

“I did it a few years ago, thinking that might get John to go down on me.”

“Did it work?”

“No, he thought it was slutty for me to have a bald vag.”

“He’s a fool. I think it’s really hot!”

“Oh, good, we thought you’d like it. And we did Lynn’s too!”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Of course!” Lynn giggled as she rose up to show Lute her own bare muffin. “Your mom and I shaved each other this summer at the lake, so I was due for a new buzz. Your Uncle Jack will love it!”

“Damn, you two are something!” Lute laughed as he sat on the tub’s edge and leaned over to pull Lynn in for her own long tongue-lashing kiss.

While watching them kiss, Caroline slid her hand into her pussy, relishing the novelty of touching her bald quim. Rubbing her fingers along her bare slit, she watched as Lute and Lynn got reacquainted.

Caroline had wondered how she’d feel about sharing Lute with another woman. But just as she was enjoying having Lynn as her first female lover, which had begun as a threesome with Jack at the lake that summer, she now found she was also glad to share Lute with her. And watching them go at it was already getting her juiced up.

“I wanna’ see you suck his cock,” Caroline whispered to Lynn as she continued touching herself, “Show me what a big cock slut you really are!”

“So, you wanna’ see me take it all?” Lynn asked with a challenging grin.

“Yeah, show me!”

Motioning for Lute to move off the tub, Lynn positioned herself so the back of her head was leaning over the tub’s edge. Knowing what she had in mind, Lute turned around and squatted over her face. Then grabbing his shaft, she spit on his cock and began working it into her stretched maw.

Lynn’s many years of sucking off Jack had made her something of a big cock expert. She’d learned to control her gag reflex and had developed the skills of a sword swallower. And though Lute had a couple of inches in both length and girth on her husband, she was nonetheless able to take him in like a pro.

As for Lute, he loved face-fucking his Aunt Lynn. Few other women could take him in like she did. And standing over her as he did now, driving his spit-slick cock in and out of her stretched mouth, it was as great as ever. And having his mother’s sister watch them while she fingered her freshly-shaved cunt made it even better.

“Goddam! Look at you!” Caroline moaned as her partners went at it, “I think you’ve done this before!”

“As often as possible,” Lynn laughed as she pulled off of Lute’s slick member, “But I’ll let him put his big cock in me anywhere he wants.”

“God, yeah, me too!” Caroline moaned as she raised her hips and began finger-fucking her bare snatch while Lynn took Lute’s nut sac into her mouth and sucked it while stroking his thick shaft.

“Oh, Jesus, I’m gonna’ cum!” Caroline was soon moaning as she started driving her fingers even faster into her puffy red twat, and then she screamed, “Oh…fuck yes! Yes! Oh, my god!”

With her eyes fixed on the reflection of Lynn sucking off their nephew’s huge cock, Caroline succumbed to the moment and gasped as she came, her pussy juices splashing about as she continued finger-fucking her cunt like a shameless harlot.

Looking over at his aunt as she climaxed, her bald pussy as red as a blushing schoolgirl, Lute groaned and almost erupted into Lynn’s mouth, gasping and catching himself just in time, “Oh, fuck…fuck…wow!”

Knowing she was pushing the limits of Lute’s self-control, Lynn pulled off his cock and dropped back into the tub to watch as Caroline finished off her orgasm, her pussy still gushing as she pinched a nipple with her free hand.

“Oh, my god, that was fun!” Caroline laughed as she finally slid down into the tub’s warm waters, “I need you to teach me how you do that!” and then slid a foot under the water and rubbed it along Lynn’s thigh, “The way you take him in like that… it’s fucking amazing!”

“No kidding!” Lute chuckled as he slid into the tub and joined them, “It was all I could to keep from blowing my load!”

With her mascara running down her cheeks and her hair matted with sweat and spit, Lynn beamed a self-satisfied smile, “I’m available for lessons anytime,” she chuckled before leaning her head back into the water to rinse off.

Their pace now slowed, the threesome sipped wine and luxuriated in the tub as the candlelight danced in the mirrors. And their mood was even further elevated when Caroline lit a joint she’d stashed in a tub-side ashtray.

The mixture of wine, weed and the reflection of their naked bodies Magosa Escort in the surrounding mirrors made for a provocative scene. And when his aunts maneuvered together to kiss, Lute moved up onto the tub’s edge for a better view, and then began slowly stroking his veiny boner.

“Tell us who you fucked this week, Luther,” Caroline said in the same seductive voice he’d heard his mother use with his dad, “Did you see that TV weatherlady?” she asked with a smile.

“Nah, she’s got a boyfriend and is testing out monogamy,” he replied with a laugh, remembering how Caroline had been intrigued by his relationship with the voluptuous channel 7 weatherlady, “But I doubt it’ll last. She’s way too promiscuous for that.”

“So who’s this week’s lucky girl?” Lynn joined in, “I’m thinking you’ve got someone new.”

Getting Lute to talk about the women he was fucking was a game his aunts liked to play. And though he’d been reticent at first, once he realized how much they enjoyed it, he was glad to dish.

“Yeah, there’s this young lady I met at a party at a friend’s house. She’s a lawyer who likes to be a bad girl.”

“Mmm…just how bad?” Caroline asked as the ladies began their line of questioning.

“Well, she had me go down to the basement with her to get a few bottles of wine, but then she locked the door, and we started making out.”

“Oh yeah, and then what?”

“Well, she has nice big tits, so I undid her blouse and got after those, and then it wasn’t long before she had my cock out and was sucking me off.”

“Nice.”

“And that got her so worked up that she decided we had to fuck. But since she was on her period, she wanted me to take her in the ass.”

“No kidding? That was really brave of her!”

“Yeah, but she knew we needed lube, so she found some bottles of expensive olive oil our friends kept with their wine, so she opened one of them and got us greased up.”

“Good idea…an olive oil lube. Very resourceful. So, did you get naked?”

“Pretty much. Her blouse was already open and her bra pulled up, but she took off her skirt and I slipped out of my pants, and then I leaned her over the washing machine.”

“So that’s how you did it, you took her in the ass on top of the washer?”

“Right. She’d never done it with anyone as big as me, so she screamed like hell, but fortunately the music upstairs was pretty loud, so no one heard us.”

“Then what?”

“Well, she started fingering her pussy while I pounded her ass, and then she came a couple of times before I finally launched my load.”

“Damn…you always cum like a beast. I bet her poor ass was dripping jizz the rest of the night.”

“Yeah, I’m sure it was. But she loved it.”

“Hell, yeah she did. Getting fucked in the ass is pleasure and pain, and doubly so with you. Damn, she really is a bad girl. You gonna’ see her again?”

“We’ve got a date next weekend. We’re going to a basketball game.”

“Cool. But I doubt you’ll make it to halftime before she’s dragging you out of there to go fuck,” Caroline said as she slowly stepped out of the tub. Handing towels to her partners, she gave them a seductive smile, “Now let’s go watch ourselves in bed. I wanna’ see you fuck Lynn in the ass. I bet she’s a screamer too!”

“Hell, yes I am!” Lynn laughed as she dried off.

Caroline slipped on a robe and went downstairs to get another bottle of wine, so Lute was the first one onto the bed. And he was lying back and looking up at his reflection in the big overhead mirror when Lynn nestled next to him and began stroking his growing boner.

“Caroline was telling me that she finally got the lowdown on why this place has so many mirrors,” Lynn said as she watched their reflection above.

“Really?”

“Yeah, she had coffee with the woman next door, and she gave her the scoop,” she continued with a grin, “The place was owned by a really fit older rich guy and his much younger trophy wife. And they apparently liked to watch themselves naked and nasty.”

“Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“But it turns out she liked to see other guys naked and nasty too, especially if they were fucking her here while her hubby was out of town.”

“Ouch.”

“Right? And when he found out, that was it. So they got divorced, and sold the place to Caroline, including this bed,” Lynn finished up, “But their loss is our gain, don’t ya’ think? I mean, is this bed cool or what?”

“Yeah, it’s very cool!” Lute agreed as he looked up and watched her move on top of him and begin rubbing her bald pussy against the crown of his thick shaft, her pink cunt lips spreading apart like a sexy vertical mouth.

“And, hey, it’s great that you and Caroline have hooked up. After being married to that dud John, she really needed a guy that knows how to please her. Especially one with a beautiful cock like this,” Lynn said as she continued teasing his member. “And she’s really opened up since being with us at the lake last summer. And Kıbrıs Escort now, thanks to you, she’s becoming just as much of a big cock slut as your mom and me!”

“You think so?” Lute asked as he reached up and grabbed her fleshy tits, squeezing them and circling their nipples with his fingers.

“Absolutely. But it must make you crazy, her looking so much like your mom and all,” Lynn went on, “I bet that drives you wild!”

“Yeah, it’s a definite turn-on,” Lute admitted, knowing Lynn understood his Oedipal desires better than anyone, having used them to her advantage since their first fuck, taunting him with racy comments and stories about his mother.

“Well, having gotten it on with both Caroline and your mom,” Lynn continued as she began to slowly ease her pussy down onto his cock, “I can tell you, they sound the same when they cum.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, that same moaning and groaning that leads to a full-on scream. They both do that.”

“Damn.”

“And their pussies also taste the same. They have a tangy sweetness that’s different from any other woman I’ve gone down on.”

“No kidding?”

“Yeah, their peaches are definitely from the same tree,” she moaned as she slid deeper onto Lute’s huge rod, “But enough about them. Let’s fuck.”

With Lute raising his hips to drive his cock deeper into her freshly shorn cunt, she began to slowly grind on his meat.

As the nephew and aunt connected, Caroline returned with a bottle of white wine and three full glasses, handing one to Lynn.

“God, this is absolute heaven!” Lynn sighed as she rocked atop her lover and took a drink, “I always forget how Lute fills me up like no one else!”

After taking a deep swallow from her own glass, Caroline slipped off her robe and joined them on the bed. Moving in to give Lute a long kiss, she then hung her tits in his face so he could kiss and suckle them in just the way she loved.

“Yeah, baby, you know just what mama likes,” she said softly, picking up on Lynn’s method for getting him aroused, knowing that her own particular likeness to his mom would only further heighten his libido, “Mmmm…yeah, suckle mama, baby. That’s right.”

Teasing Lute like this was another game his aunts liked to play. And though he was well aware of their scheme to use his latent lust for his mom to get him hyper aroused, it nonetheless always worked. And as Caroline swung her breasts in his face, he couldn’t help but envision his mom leaning over the big brass bed at their lake house, her big succulent tits dangling down like udders while his Uncle Jack plowed her from behind.

But what his aunts knew that Lute didn’t, is that his mother, Denise, also had similar immoral feelings for him. After a few glasses of wine at the lake, she’d confided to Caroline and Lynn about the time when Lute was a senior in high school and he and a girlfriend had apparently ditched their last period class and gone back to his place to fuck.

Unaware that Denise was coming down with a cold, and had gone home from work for a nap before going to the dinner meeting she’d told Lute about that morning, the teens proceeded with their plan. With his dad out of town, Lute thought they’d have the house to themselves all afternoon.

Awakened by music coming from their downstairs rec room, Denise went to investigate. And when she reached the bottom of the stairs, she heard moaning and grunting. Peeping around the corner, she saw one of Lute’s girlfriends, Leslie Wilson, a pretty blonde with nice tits, sucking on the biggest and most beautiful cock she’d ever seen.

Denise was aware Lute had inherited the Casey big cock gene, but until then she hadn’t realized he surpassed both her husband and his brother in the “well hung” category. He was fucking huge!

Unable to tear herself away, she continued to spy on the two naked eighteen year olds as Lute sat back on the couch while Leslie knelt between his legs and worked him like a champ.

Wrapping both hands around his long shaft, she drove his thick meat down her throat and then pulled off, spit on his tool, and dove back on for more. Observing the ease with which Leslie handled Lute’s big member, it was obvious to Denise they’d either had considerable practice, or that Leslie had received some coaching, or maybe both.

If Denise had known that Lute had done a few threesomes with Leslie and her mom, that would have explained the young woman’s beyond-her-years sexual expertise. Because Gwen, Leslie’s mom, was a big cock lover in her own right. And she’d given her daughter some impromptu lessons during their lovemaking with Luther. And Leslie, with her 4.0 GPA, was definitely a good student.

Watching the young lovers go at it, with Leslie now tit-fucking Lute, wrapping her breasts around his sizeable tool as he slid it back and forth, Denise unconsciously slid her hand down her sweatpants and began fingering her pussy. But feeling increasingly guilty for her spying, she was on the verge of tearing herself away when Lute had Leslie lie back on the couch so he could plant his face between her legs.

Licking and slurping on Leslie’s pretty pink snatch, Denise was transfixed as she watched her son expertly mouth his girlfriend’s twat while reaching up and groping her tits with his free hand.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Diablerie Ch. 05: Tongue Temptation

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

I woke up with his arms around me, and his lips slowly working their way up my neck. Turning to see his smiling face he kissed me on my lips and I turned bright red. There were the eyes I had spent so many nights dreaming about staring at me when he put my world on pause with just a kiss. The bed was covered in something new that took my brain a minute to unravel as the mix of us both with our sweat. My heart pounded as he put a hand over my chest, working it down to my so his fingers could circle my nipple.

“Still want your Daddy?” He asked as he slowly pushed a thumb into my hard nipple and pulled at it with two fingers. Whimpers escaped my lips with a nod. “Gabby, before we fully have sex I want to treat you right. I want you so badly, but is it okay if we wait before I’m with you?” He continued to tease my breasts, leaving my head a fog and unable to respond. He paused so I could take a few deep breaths. “Sorry.” We laughed together as I asked him to repeat the question.

“Yeah, does that mean no sex at all though?” He flashed a sinister grin, biting at my neck so hard I felt myself fill with lust and my clit lifted gently. He stroked me through my pants. I gripped his shoulders and wouldn’t let him pull away without purpling my neck roughly. If only for myself, the marking as a reminder that from here on I’d be his loyal girl.

“I can still take care of my sweet girl.” Unbuttoning my pants he saw my hard clit straining against the panties. He had a deep aching sigh of want and pulled them down with my pants to my ankles. He started by holding my clit in place and kissing my hips, thighs, stomach, and then gently the last one was right at the base. “I saw your videos naughty girl, every single one. I saw how hard you ride for just a little pleasure.” His breath was on the tip of my cock and it made twitches run down it. “Who knew my baby would grow up so beautiful and tight with a hole that would only be satisfied by me. Is it true you never had anyone inside you before?”

“It’s true. At first it was out of rediscovering myself and the fear of being with someone who wouldn’t respect me. I thought eventually someone would come along and be interested but it didn’t happen. Ever since that night though, I knew if I didn’t give it to you I’d be lying to myself about who really deserved it.” He stared up at me with a soft and loving look in his eyes before placing another kiss at the center of my slightly fuzzy pubes. Seeing the look on his face made me shake in anxious wonder at what he thought.

Does my father suck on trans girls? How would he feel when he took me? He answered my question before I could pose it by pulling at his own pants until his boxers were visible. Positioning himself so his cock was close to my face, and mine his, I got full sight at his want for me. The boxers were stained with so much cum on the forest green front it looked like he had spent days cumming again and again. “How many times did you watch the videos?”

“To make all that? Just once.” I was in disbelief. “You made your Dad cover himself in cum before he even got here. I heard every dirty slutty word that came out of that mouth. From now on if you tease me like that, you’re gonna act on it. Clean them.” The tone was cold and almost hurtful. He was rock hard and larger than me by at least two inches, maybe more. I wet the tip of his cock that pushed against the boxers and had the largest stain of his cum.

Watching like a hawk he pushed his hips forward so with every breath I’d inhale the musk of his body. I worshiped him and licked every stain I could out, the messy cum Kıbrıs Escort still soaked into the fibers. It was strong yet tasted perfectly balanced, dripping down my throat as I claimed his tribute.

Once I had a taste I couldn’t resist. Grabbing his ass with my hands I lurched him forward to lather him in my spit. His boxers were soaked in my mouth and I sucked passionately, feeling the rough outline of the firm tip with the veins of his dick throbbing, and his balls that felt swollen enough that I feared he might cum early. Dad returned the favor by running his tongue just along the slit of my dick, causing loud moans to be muffled by his.

Each time I would get another drop of cum finally removed from the boxers and into my throat he would press two fingers just below my balls firmly like a reminder that one day he would fuck me right there. Daddy began to lick the inches of my clit and deepthroated me like he had been practicing for years and now was his time to shine. This time a small scream rippled through my body. He gave me the best head I’ve ever had to this day, his tongue lightly flicking the tip and his mouth warmer than any girl’s pussy that wanted me before.

“Dad they’re clean, can I please taste you?” Nodding while sucking on my cock, he pulled it out of his mouth to tongue each of my balls into his mouth. The warmth of this threw my hormones into overdrive. I ripped his boxers and he looked up in shock. They were shredded from his body and the first look at his body was godly. He was at least eight inches without measuring, thick and drops of precum falling from the tip to the bed. I greedily smeared them on my fingers and licked them clean.

He had a little hair but not enough to stop me from grabbing it by the base, moving it to the side and slobbering all over his hips and balls. I let my own hands find his balls and gripped them to show how hungry I was for his cum. It felt impossible to fit him in my mouth, and I had to work my jaw to get it in. The tip was intimidating but soon I could lick underneath the foreskin and taste the cum that escaped his boxers. His light moans assured me he was eager for more, so I gripped his ass tighter until he was deep in my throat.

I used him to push deeper and his body started to shake lightly. I must have distracted him from my cock because he was making noises I didn’t know could come from my own father, his lips planting kisses on my hips in thanks and adoration. His eyes were closed and lips trembling. I stared as I sucked harder, seeing what motions could get him to moan louder.

“Gabby, you’re getting me close already and it’s not fair. No one has done that in years. I don’t know if I can last.” I pulled him out of my mouth and put it back in for just a second, scared to stop for fear I wouldn’t get more. I asked him to stand up and got on my knees at the side of the bed.

“Daddy if we can’t have sex yet I need to taste you. I’ll hold you down and milk you into my mouth if I have to.” I stuck out my tongue and looked up at him with longing.

His hips pushed close enough to my face that I had most of him in my throat and my head pressed tightly to the bed. Daddy began to shove his cock harder into me, grabbing the sides of my face and fucking me like a toy. The spit and my lips made loud slutty noises of slapping and gagging. I’d swallow loudly to keep the spit from spilling over.

The harder he got the more I wanted his cum, my hands were wrapped around my clit and breasts as I used them.

The moment I’d dreamed of for the last 4 months got closer.

“Baby Lefkoşa Escort I’m going to cum!” He slammed my face with his hips and my throat opened to take more.

My father’s cum was thicker than any load I’d ever had in my mouth. The sheer amount must have been at least 10 tablespoons despite him cumming yesterday. I tried my best to swallow it all but even after three gulps I still had drops leaking out the sides of my mouth. He leaned forward and dripped more. I kept swallowing and let out a happy gasp. I cleaned every spare drop of his seed off the shaft of his cock and begged for more. He stroked from base to tip to milk what he could into my mouth.

“Dad, you taste so good.” He looked down into my eyes with a pain of knowing what he had just done. I grabbed him again behind his ass and pulled him into my mouth. I wrapped my hands around his balls and firmly massaged them to coax every bit of cum into my stomach. Staring back at him I sucked on each of his balls with long licks before sinking him back into my throat.

His breath was heavy as he looked down at me. I stared up at him and took his cock out of my mouth, beginning to lick all of the excess spit and cum from the inches of him. “Don’t masturbate anymore. I want all of it. Every last drop. I want to take it as often as I can.”

“Holy shit Gabby.”

I giggled and kissed the tip gently with a sweet smile. He was still rock hard and I couldn’t help but lick the tip a few more times. He let out sensitive moans and begged me to hold on. His cock shook and he beckoned for me to stand up. He got on his knees and wrapped his lips around me. I almost screamed, gripping onto the bed sheets when he took me to the base and flicked his tongue across the slit of my clit. I grabbed his hair and let him work his way down me. When he got his breath he let out a nervous laugh.

“Even the skin of your cock is soft. It’s like silk pulsing in my mouth.” I smiled and he resumed sucking on me. He kissed my balls gently, as they were so sore from being worked up that even the softest touch made me cry out. He kept pressing those two fingers to where my pussy would be which made my knees weak.

I wish I had lasted longer than I did, but his gentle strokes across my balls made my cock begin to build with pressure. I lost my control when he ran his middle finger back towards my ass and firmly pressed it against my hole. As it pushed in, I screamed and pushed my cock into his throat. He only got five slow pumps of his fingers into my ass before I gasped. “Daddy I’m gonna cum!” Milky clear cum of mine filled his mouth and he did something that surprised me.

He held out his tongue with my cum pooling in his mouth and stood. “Taste how sweet you are.” He kissed me firmly and pushed some of the cum into my mouth. My Dad’s musk and my ginger sweet cum filled my mouth. He kissed me until both of our lips and mouth were clean. I sat with him on the bed and kissed him for another hour. He would get hard again and again every ten minutes so I spent the next few hours blowing him just to see if he would tire out.

He always wanted more though and after the fourth time he couldn’t cum anymore. After the fun we sat in bed and I still felt my hips rocking in want for him. I couldn’t keep my hands away from him. I took it as an honor to clean his cock.

“Gabby, that’s not fair.” He moaned but I felt my urges rise again. I got on top of him so my hole was right by his face as I sucked on his cock. I rocked my hips, and my freshly shaven ass was soon spread by him for a good Girne Escort look.

“Are you sure you don’t want my pussy today Dad? It’s smooth and clean for you.” I took his cock to the back of my throat.

My body jumped when I felt the wet embrace of his tongue to the back of my hole. I trembled and shook, a scream escaping my lips. I couldn’t keep his cock in my mouth as he slowly wet the curves of my ass and pressed his tongue against me. I moaned in between his legs before my hips started pushing back so I was firmly sitting on his face. He pulled my cock behind my legs to milk the precum drops onto his face as he ate me out. I couldn’t move.

Every part of my body was drugged with ache to keep him licking me as long as possible. My eyes shut as I worshiped his cock lovingly, whispering his name and begging. No one had ever licked me there before but had I known it would make me forget what day it even was, I would have begged every guy who had ever gotten head from me.

“Please fuck me Dad that’s not fair, please take me, please make me yours!” He stopped for just a moment to push a thumb against my hole and I found myself welling with tears. I turned and rubbed the head of his cock against my hole, grinding and beginning to push against it. He stopped me by wrapping his arms tightly around me and rolling so we were eye to eye with no room to move even an inch.

“Gabby. My girl doesn’t give herself to me without letting me treat her to dinner first, minimum. If we’re going to do this, please let me love you right.”

“Love?” My passion soaked face was overwhelmed with tingles running to my chest.

He cleared his throat and continued. “I want you so bad. I want to make sure I do this right even more.”

It was agony letting him push his thumb against my ass that had been kneaded by the rubber toys I had. Each time he tried to pull his thumb away I pressed my face into his neck with loving nips and kisses. “Should I even stretch Daddy or let you tear my pussy open?” It was pure torture on his face that sparked into a dominant anger. My hair was pulled from the base and my eyes met with his.

“Do I have to pin those hands down so you contain yourself?” He pinched my nipple roughly with the other hand. He stared into my eyes with a mixture of anger and arousal until I let out a whiney sigh and nodded to show him I would be good. “Bullshit. Little bratty girl. Get your clothes on.”

We begrudgingly got dressed and fell back into each other’s arms with quiet kisses. We made plans for me to go down to my old house come spring break, and I kissed him in the open before he got in the car. As soon as I was back to my dorm I dropped my panties and wet my fingers sloppily with my tongue. Pushing them to the knuckle into my little hole, I came in under a minute as I thought of how my pussy was still wet with my fathers tongue and soon it would drip with his seed.

I kneaded my prostate thinking of how thick he was compared to my virgin ass, and added another two fingers to help the fantasy. On my knees with a large bite into my blankets keeping my moans contained, I pressed more spit to my other hand to wet the head of my cock. With his words ringing in my ears I thought of his eyes meeting mine as we cum together. Drips of my cum ran down my legs before pooling on the bed. No matter what it took I would keep my Dad pressed close to me for the rest of my days.

The interest in older men disappeared so I removed my dating accounts and stuck to the porn that I was making for those interested in seeing me fuck my Dad. The first picture my fans got after he claimed me was the dark and bruised neck that lingered for at least a week. I wore it openly in class despite the looks and even a few giggles. Sending the picture to Tamara and setting my phone down each night, the blankets that still smelled like him helped to rock me to sleep.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Grandma Jolene keeps the Faith Ch. 07

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Blowjob

“Grandma Jolene’s Sunday Service”

===========================================================================

When one is using Christian Theology to blackmail his Grandmother into sex, it’s going to get a little weird. Rather, it MUST get a little weird. Have you ever actually read the Bible? It’s bizarre as hell! I mean, if you had never heard of it and just came along and started to read the damn thing, you’d crack up laughing. But I was stuck in Verdanna County with my Evangelical hot Grandma Jolene and my worthless Grandpa Wayne and I was 20 years old and bored. So I boned up on my Bible, spun a web of Patriarchal bullshit, and then boned my Grandma Jolene. (You can read about the details in previous chapters.)

Seducing her was easier than you’d think, as my asshole Grandpa ignored her sexually and showed her nothing but contempt, which left her lonely as hell. At 60 she had kept her rockin’ figure, a figure she had gone to a lot of pains to hide in her role of Church Matriarch at the Tennessee Valley Church of God in Christ and God Again. You know the look: ankle length dresses, buttoned-up long sleeved shirts, bland sweaters, sensible shoes, her hair simply put up in a bun or tied in a kerchief. Sadly, all these things failed to hide those 38-D tits and that curvaceous ass from my young, horny eyes.

It had been my pleasure, and religious duty, to show Jolene a number of sexual practices she hadn’t been familiar with. All day and night, I made her the subject of my attentions and deprivations ( also read previous chapters). However, on Sundays we performed the central ritual of her sexual bondage to me. It’s a bit intense, but I am beginning to enjoy it more than I thought I would.

Jolene’s Sunday always begins at 7:30 AM and ends at 3. She spends the entire day at the sanctuary, helping with the services and pretty much all the Church committees. The Tennessee Valley COGICAGA actually did a lot of good for the poor and needy in the County. I’d actually respect them, if they weren’t Fundamentalist nut-jobs. Also every Sunday my Grandad goes fishing with his friends for the entire day, so when Jolene got home, we had the entire house empty to ourselves.

I had been home for a while, waiting for Jolene and getting everything ready. I heard her come in and walk towards my back bedroom. She knocked softly on the door, and I told her to enter. She came in and shut the door quickly behind her and pressed herself up against it. She was wearing an ankle length navy blue skirt with a blue blazer and a prissy blue vest. She had a scarf and cravat thing that covered up her neck, and she even had white gloves, which meant not an inch of skin was showing, except for her face. Her green eyes were huge behind her cat’s eye glasses and she was trying hard not to show how turned on she was. Her wrinkles danced around her mouth as she unconsciously licked her lipstick-free lips and fidgeted in her black no-heeled shoes. I said nothing. Sitting in my chair eight feet away, I just watched her, peered at her. Finally I stood up from the chair and spoke to her.

“Jolene, have you come to receive your patriarchal sacrament?”

“..y-yes.”

“Louder please, The Lord likes to hear his supplicants!”

“Yes!”

“Have you attended the services of the faithful?”

“Yes.”

“Have you kept to the way of the path?”

“Yes.”

“Are you ready to be relieved of your sins?”

Jolene gasped a little. “Yes. Yes, Please.” She almost wiggled where she stood.

“Then as thy household lord, I will lay unto you, and deliver you God’s punishment for thy sins, and thy reward for your duties accomplished. Turn around and put your hands against the door.” As she did, I pulled out a leather bound case, opened it’s metal clasps, and removed a two foot length of a willow branch: the classic switch. I placed the switch against her ass lengthwise and caressed her plentiful buttocks. Her wonderful round ass was well muscled from a life time of country living, and the layer of fat her age had added to it only made it sexier. The sensuous circles of the thin wood sent a shudder throughout her entire body.

“The safe word is ‘mercy’. Do you understand?”

She nodded vigorously.

“You remember the price for mercy?”

She nodded again, even more vigorously.

I dragged the long, flexible stick across her Church-suit encased body, watching her writhe and anticipating the sweet release to come. I gave her a soft flick across both ass cheeks, and then another. With my other hand I fondled her ass, squeezing it gently, bringing the blood to the surface of the skin. I then gave her a medium whack with the switch, which made her squeak, so I gave her another, and that made her moan. The swishing sound of the willow switch cutting the air was as sexy as the smack of the wood across Jolene’s ass. I gave her three more good strokes.

Swwiiisssh. THWACCK

“Unngghhh….”

Ssswwwishh. THWACK.

“ngh! unh..unh..”

I cut the air twice with the stick without making contact with her Magosa Escort ass, making her twitch each time. Then, without warning…

THWACK

“Ohhhh..God!”

Her knees were trembling and she was gasping for air, all while pressing her body against the door so luridly I had trouble remembering my sacred duty.

“Now lift your skirt up.”

She started to turn around.

“No, stay facing away from me. Lift your skirt up over your ass.” With some effort, she managed to pull her skirt up by scrunching it in her fingers. It took a little time, but that’s what I wanted. As the cloth rose up her legs, she reveled unflattering pantyhose and large white panties, the kind I had forbid her to wear except on Sundays. Inch by inch she raised the curtain on that wide, mature Granny ass! An ass that was already showing soft pink stripes from the switch. It was such a nasty sight, this proper Church lady, holding her dress up on her hips, swaying her bottom in the air like a cat in heat! I gave her five quick whacks on her ass and thighs.

“Oh Lord, Oh, my. Oh Jake, Please!”

I gave her five more.

“Oh Jake Mercy! Please, Mercy!”

I stopped and put down the switch. “Come and receive your mercy, woman.” She came to me and fell to her knees, right in front of me. Her hands feverishly undid my belt and zipper and freed my hard cock from my pants. She slurped it into her mouth with out any ceremony, whimpering like a puppy on a teat. Her hands grabbed my hips and held me in place while she began to fuck my dick with her wrinkled mouth. Back and forth, up and down she went, creating a slick froth of spit and saliva which dribbled down onto her virginal vest and coat. I took off my shirt and tossed it aside, revealing my tanned 20-year old chest. Her eyes were riveted on me, staring at me from below. I felt her fingers dig into my ass, and as her whimpers became growls she relentlessly swallowed my cock over and over again. Damn! She was getting too good at this part of our little ritual. It was only a few weeks ago that Jolene barely found the courage to give my cock a little lick, and now she was giving Nina Hartley a run for her money!

I lifted her to her feet before she could make me cum, which was becoming a danger as her sweet lips caressed the crown of my dick while she stroked my shaft with both of her gloved hands. She staggered to her feet, a little dizzy from her exertion and her face frozen in blank expression of lust. Her eyes were boring into mine, but not with a challenge, but with total submission to my will, to the will to the Word of God.

Hey, it’s her religion, not mine. Blessed be, brother.

It was time to begin the serious part. I untied her scarf and flung it over my shoulder. Then I took a firm hold of the back of Jolene’s neck and pulled off her coat, throwing it to the floor.

I spoke to her in a deep voice, resonating with menace and power. “This House is bound to the Lord, you are bound to this House by his word, and are thereby bound to serve the word of the lord through his chosen instrument.” From my case I pulled out an old carpet knife with a wooden handle and a short, curved blade. I lifted it to her eyes, and the down to the top button of her vest. In one slash, I pulled the knife down to cut all five buttons of her vest. Jolene gasped and took a step back as her vest fell open.

“Do not back away from your bondage, woman!” I shouted as I set down the knife. I spun Jolene around and gave her three hard spanks on her ass, making her howl with pain. I then flipped her back around to face me. “Be still or the next ones will be harder.” She froze in place, even attempting to stifle her breathing. Picking the knife back up, I cut the buttons off her shirt off one by one, delighting in the sound of the plastic pinging against the steel blade as each button fell to the floor.

“I take from you all things of this world. You will be naked before the Word of God. Lift your arms over her head.” She did so, and I kicked her feet wider apart, brusquely, like she was just an animal, a thing to be pushed into place, shoved into compliance. I had to be a little rough, as her blowjob had almost taken the power from the relationship. I had to be in control, and she had to give it to me, or else this ritual was meaningless.

Pinching up the pantyhose near her thigh, I carefully cut a hole in each leg, and then used my fingers to rip a seam all the way up to her waist. I loved the sound of tearing nylons, and I made more of those delightful ripping noises as I pulled the remainder of her pantyhose down to her feet. Jolene caught her breath with every rip, but managed to stay still. Which left those hateful, huge Granny panties. I pulled the elastic back and then slid the blade between the fabric and her skin. I jerked hard, turning the panties into garbage. I then made the same cut on her other hip, and yanked the ribboned cloth from between her legs and dropped it into the growing pile of destroyed clothing.

She was now wearing nothing Kıbrıs Escort but her gloves and her bra. Both were old fashioned, of another era, reeking of propriety, manners and restraint. But the rest of her, the rest of her glorious naked body was glowing with lust and replete with all the curves I longed for.

“Take off your brassiere and hand it to me.”

I couldn’t cut it off her. I had to make her give it to me. Without force. However I knew she would have trouble doing so. I watched her eyes grow concerned as her hands fumbled behind her. You see, she still had her gloves on which made her fingers too smooth to undo the heavy clasp.

“I said take off that brassiere!”

She started to fumble faster. “But…I can’t….it’s the…”

I grabbed her hair and pulled her to me. Placing her face three inches from my own, which meant her big tits were now pressed against my naked chest.

“Why isn’t your brassiere in my hand?” I breathed into her ear like a villain from an old movie. She whimpered. I reached around and gave her a tremendous smack on her ass. She yelped and pressed herself closer to me.

“WHY? Say it!”

“My gloves! I can’t get the bra off with these gloves!”

“Such a vain woman.” I gave her another tremendous smack on the opposite cheek. She yelped louder and went slack in my arms, leaning against my body, pressing her naked skin hard against me. With a handful of her hair in my fist, I slowly pulled her slowly back away from me.

“Give me the gloves, and give them to me slowly.”

I walked to the edge of the bed and sat, watching Jolene start to take off the gloves.

“Use your teeth. The way strippers do. The way sluts and temptresses do.”

Jolene gulped and hesitatingly brought her hand to her mouth, where she bit the end of the glove on her forefinger and pulled it about halfway off. She then moved on to the next finger, and in an even more sultry fashion, opened her lips and brought her white teeth down slowly on the cloth, keeping her lips curled back, and pulled her hand away from her mouth. As she continued, her hips began to sway a little. Her shoulders began to move along with her hips, and by the time she had finished all ten fingers she was rocking her hips from side to side and reaching behind her to take off that damned bra without any encouragement from me. My God, this Granny was a natural slut! Her 38D’s were just pendulous enough to be a real turn on as she shimmied like a Go-Go dancer from the 60’s…in fact almost exactly like the Go-Go dancers from the Sixties. A tiny smile appeared on her lips as my eyes travelled over her body. Whoa! Hold on! She was taking the dominant energy again! Being the center of my lust! Just the way a natural slut would. Damn, she was good!

I sprang off the bed, grabbed Jolene and laid her on the mattress. At each corner I pulled out the simple leather straps I had been hiding underneath the bedding and bound Jolene, first her wrists and then her ankles. She tensed up as I did, knowing better than to fight me, but aware she would no longer have any chance to wrest the upper hand from me. She was now tied spread eagle to my bed. I stripped naked and pulled a cat-o-nine-tail out of my case. I shook it’s many black leather strands loose as I gripped the dark handle in my fist. Jolene’s eyes went wide. It was the first time she’d seen one. I trailed the Cat-o-nine across her stomach, her tits, her shoulders, her thighs, luxuriating in the sweet sound of her gasps and little pops of breath as I teased and tickled her. She writhed and twisted under my touch, testing the limits of the leather restraints.

“Remember, you are not to have an orgasm without my permission.” I told her.

“I rememb…oh!!”

Before she could finish I gave her spread open pussy a light whack with the Cat.

“The Ten Commandments. Say them with each lash.” I commanded and gave her another whack on her pussy.

“You shall have no other God before me!” Jolene screamed.

I begin to administer nine more lashings on her pussy, each a degree harder than the last. Her thighs bucked and her hips twisted with each swipe of the black- fringed whip as she screamed out each commandment at every stroke of my Cat.

“OOOAAarrrgh! Thou shall not covet! Oh, Jesus yes! yes!”

Since that was the last commandment, it was time to move on to her tits.

“Now with every stoke, say a name of one of Jesus’ disciples.” With a light hand, I flogged her left tit. “Timothy! Timothy!” I flogged her right tit. “Simon called Peter!!”

As before, I went harder with each stroke, which only seemed to make Jolene more horny and desperate. By the time she had screamed ‘Judas’ as loud as a screeching tire at Nascar rally, her pussy was glistening wet and my cock was as hard as a rock. I threw the cat-o-nine-tail back into the case and climbed on top of Jolene. “Don’t you dare cum, woman. Don’t you dare!”

“No, no, no! I won’t, not unless you tell, me. Right? Because you will tell me to, right?” She Lefkoşa Escort was pleading, begging, both her arms and legs pulling against her restraints. I watched her muscles flex and relax in their struggle, and somehow managed to get even more turned on.

“Silence. You have no right to have an orgasm. Only through pleasing me, or my whim, will you be granted any pleasure.”

“Oh, no! Please, you said…”

“Silence!” I slide my cock along her wet pussy, rubbing her clit as I did so. Jolene froze and hissed in pleasure.

“Oh yes, please touch me! Touch me, Please Jake! Touch me!”, she pleaded between clenched teeth. I kept teasing her clit, poking it with the tip of my cock, sliding my shaft along it and then pressing down hard on top of it, all of which drove Jolene crazy! I finally brought my cock down to the entrance of her pussy and placed the smallest bit of the tip inside. Jolene struggled to make her hips come forward to get more of my dick, but I pulled back as she did. laughing at her frustration.

“PLEEAASE! Jake! Please fuck me!” She cried out. “I’ll repent! I’ll repent in any way you choose! Please, just fuck me!”

I leaned in close to her face, lightly pressing my naked body onto hers and putting about a half an inch more of my dick into her. “In..any way I choose?” Her wide eyes looked back into mine, full of need and desire.

“Yes Jake. In anyway you choose.” She gasped out in complete surrender.

I smiled and started to slide my cock slowly into her, taking all the time I could, deeper and deeper, torturing her and myself with my slow passage to the deepest part of her womanhood. Jolene’s pussy felt like home every time I fucked it. Surrounding my dick with it’s soft velvet crush, my cock pulsated and throbbed inside her. I stayed in deep for a while, delighting in my Grandma’s Jolene’s perfect pussy. All too soon I pulled a little bit out, and began a proper fucking. I could enjoy myself fully tomorrow, but tonight was not just for fucking Jolene, but for fucking WITH Jolene.

I started with just a good medium paced fuck, which made Jolene happy as hell. She smiled and gently undulated as much as her leather bindings allowed. She stopped smiling when I sat up and began to play with her clit the same time as I fucked her. “No cumming, Jolene.” I teasingly reminded her. Now she would have to resist cumming, instead of just enjoying a good fuck. She set her teeth and forced a blank expression on her face as I flicked and rubbed her clit while continuing to fuck her pussy. Only two minutes later, she was begging for me to let her cum.

“OOOOOOhhh GOD! Please! Please let me cum!”

I took my fingers off of her clit and slowed down my fucking to a crawl, pretended to think real hard, and then said quietly, “No.”

“Nooooo! Urk!”

Her ‘urk’ came from the fact I had moved back down into a classic missionary position and thrust my cock balls deep into her. I needed to begin the hard fuck I had been wanting to give her all damn day. She felt so damn good! Every time I pushed my cock into her it was heaven. I closed my eyes and lost myself. I started to mindlessly fuck my Grandma hard and fast. The force of my body was shaking the bed and rattling the walls. I could hear Jolene moaning underneath my own grunts and growls, but I registered almost nothing else as I pummeled her pussy like a beast. I then sat up and put my hand on her chest and started a rabbit fuck, fast but so smooth her body didn’t even shake a little bit despite my 8 inch cock slipping in and out of her like a piston. That was the hardest stroke for her to resist. It always made her cum, and she tossed her head from side to side and uttered one long protesting moan as I kept it up.

“OOhhh Goddddd! Please Jake, please let me cum!!”

“Hell No!”, I said, breathing hard in the struggle to maintain my pace. Finally I relented and throttled down to a deep and slow grind. I leaned close to her tits, my mouth greedily licking and sucking on whichever nipple was closest. Jolene continued to pull at the leather straps and holler with frustration, a frustration that increased every time I loudly slurped on her big ole’ Granny nipples.

“Oh yes, Jake, suck on them! They’re yours, all yours!” That drove me to a titty frenzy! I clamped down and sucked as hard as I could while teasing the nipple with my tongue. Jolene shouted and arched her back, forcing even more tit into my mouth, filling me with lust and the need to shoot my load. She was amazing! God I loved fucking this old woman!

I sat up and looked her in the eyes. “Beg me to cum.”

“Please, Jake, please let me cum on your manhood!” Jolene pleaded, tears of desire welling in her brown eyes.

“Are you mine? Will you cleave only unto me?”

“Yes! Yes Jake! Please let me cum!”

“Jolene, you may cum when I do.”

“But, but when will that… oooohhhhh YES!”

I started my final fuck, thrusting my hips deep and gyrating in an upwards motion. It didn’t take long until I felt my cock swell even thicker and I came into her for an eternity. Instantly, Jolene’s pussy began to quake and shiver around my cock, making me cry out in pleasure, a cry that was completely drowned out by Jolene’s screaming orgasm. Waves of ecstasy swept over both of us, as we gradually convulsed ourselves to stillness and silence.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Cash Taxi

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Big Dicks

“Does…that…really have to sit right there while I’m trying to eat my dinner?” Jenny asked as she looked sideways at the object on the table, pointing at it as if it was the foulest thing in the world.

“What dinner?” Wade asked looking around. “The waitress hasn’t even come to our table yet. Stop being dramatic. Besides, where the hell am I supposed to put it, anyway?”

“How about the sewer?” Jenny suggested faux-sweetly. Wade rolled his eyes.

“Hiya guys!” the waitress chirped excitedly as she sidled up to the table.

“Mmpf,” Jenny grunted.

“Welcome to Bistroporium!” the waitress continued. “Is this your first time dining with us?”

“It is,” Wade confirmed. “We’re from out of town, actually.”

“Oh really? Where are you guys from?”

“Well, originally we’re both from Nevada, although I live on the east coast now. Jenny here still lives near where we grew up, though.”

“Oh, so you guys are brother and sister, then?”

“That’s right,” Wade confirmed.

“And here I was thinking what a cute couple you two seemed to be.”

“For fuck’s sake,” Jenny mumbled. Wade glared at her, then looked back up at the waitress, who thankfully didn’t seem to hear Jenny’s retort.

“Well what brings you to this part of the country?” the waitress continued.

Wade hesitated. “We had to meet up for some…business stuff.”

The waitress smiled. Jenny yawned pointedly. She propped her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her hands, purposely trying to look as bored as possible.

“Well, I’m glad you guys managed to find your way into our restaurant this evening!” the waitress exclaimed happily. “You’re going to love it, the food here is super amazing! Our specials are-” She stopped talking abruptly and looked curiously at the object on the table, noticing it for the first time. “Sorry…was that here when you got to the table?” she asked, pointing at the object. “It doesn’t look like one of our typical decorations or anything.”

“It’s ours,” Wade replied, placing his hand gingerly on top of the item.

“Oh, okay. Well it’s such a beautiful vase!” the waitress said. “Where’d you get it?”

“From an art auction, I think?” Wade answered. “Our mother bought it, actually, so I’m not-“

“It’s not a vase,” Jenny grumbled.

“Oh?” the waitress replied.

“It’s an urn. Currently it contains the burnt carcass of our dead mother.”

The waitress’ eyes grew to the size of saucers. “Oh…oh my goodness,” she stammered, her expression dropping abruptly. “I am so sorry!”

“Eh, don’t be,” Jenny replied nonchalantly, waving her hand dismissively. “She was a real horse cunt.” Jenny pulled a wadded up tissue out of her pocket and crassly spit her gum into it before laying it on the table in front of her. “Now, how about those specials you were starting to mention?”

The waitress was frozen in place, clearly unable to move or speak. Wade leaned over and smiled up at her. “We’re actually still pretty torn up about it,” he said gently to the waitress. “Maybe get us a couple of strawberry daiquiris for now and give us some time to look at the menu?” he asked politely.

“Umm…no problem,” the waitress managed to say as she quickly scurried away from the table.

“What a nimrod,” Jenny said, chuckling to herself as she casually opened her menu.

“Was that really necessary?” Wade asked, eyeing his sister with annoyance.

“What? You guys were taking forever to flirt, and I’m hungry.”

“We were not flirting. I was just being polite.”

“Pshh, whatever,” Jenny said. “Like I care anyway. Also, I can’t afford a daiquiri.”

“I told you I’m treating,” Wade replied.

“I guess this is the part where I say ‘you really don’t have to do that’ for the umpteenth time this trip, huh?”

“I’m aware I don’t have to, but I want to. So just relax and enjoy.”

“Hard to relax with Mom’s ashes sitting less than a foot away from me.”

“Well, you’re going to have to get over it since we literally have nowhere else to put her for now. And while we’re on the subject of getting over things, you think now that she’s dead you might try and get over your anger towards her? Kind of pointless now to hold on to all those things, don’t you think?”

Jenny shrugged. “Not really in a ‘get over it’ kind of mood at the moment, Wade. Ask me again after daiquiri number 3.”

“Number 3? You sure went from not needing me to treat to ordering 3 daiquiris pretty quickly. I’ll pay, but I don’t want to empty my wallet completely for this one meal.”

“Fair enough,” Jenny replied. “I’ll balance out the three drinks by not ordering second dessert. That work?”

Wade smiled and shook his head. “It’s fine. Order whatever you want. I know things have been a little…” he said, trailing off and looking over at his sister.

“Yeah,” Jenny said with a stoic nod, blocking out her emotions the best she could. “It’s been a rough year.”

“Is that why you’re so angry at her?” he asked, gesturing towards their mother.

“What do you mean, exactly? Lefkoşa Escort Because she blew through all her savings from Dad’s wrongful death settlement and left us with nothing to inherit? Knowing full well that me and my family have been struggling to keep our heads above water for months now? Yeah, that’s one of the reasons.”

“I know it sucks,” Wade began, “and I’m not backing Mom on how she handled that situation, but in fairness…it was technically her money to spend.”

Jenny took a deep breath and faced her brother head on. “You’re right,” she began slowly. “It was indeed hers to spend. And she chose to be a spendthrift rather than to help her daughter pay a few bills and put food on the table for her children. Knowing full well that Brett has been out of work since I can’t even remember when, and that we’ve been scraping by on my paycheck and his unemployment scraps while falling further into debt, she chose to spend just about every last cent of Dad’s money on bullshit. After I swallowed my pride and practically begged her for a little support for back to school supplies for the kids, she chose instead to say no and buy herself a motorcycle. So I know it was ‘technically’ her money to spend, Wade. She chose what she wanted to do with her money, and I get that she was allowed to do that. So now I’m going to choose to tell her to go fuck herself whenever we find whatever random mound of dirt it is that we dump her ashes on tomorrow before I head back home to my family with less money than I showed up with.”

It was just then that they noticed the waitress was standing there nervously holding their drinks.

“Uhh…here you go,” she said politely as she shakily sat the daiquiris down in front of them.

“Thank you,” Wade said with an apologetic look her way, looking sideways at Jenny as she averted her eyes from him. “Could we go ahead and order the baked brie appetizer? We’re actually still trying to figure out our entrees.”

“No problem,” the waitress replied as she scooted quickly away, clearly relieved that she was being dismissed once more. Wade glanced over at his sister and watched her quietly for a moment while she sipped her drink through a straw.

“How is it?” he asked softly. Jenny wordlessly gestured towards his drink without taking her mouth off her straw. Taking the hint, Wade pulled his drink towards him and took a sip. “Not bad,” he said. Jenny shrugged and nodded in agreement.

They sat quietly for a bit perusing their menus and nursing their beverages before Wade got up the courage once more to speak.

“So how are Brett and the kids?” he asked cautiously. “We’ve had so much shit going on these past couple of days…I feel bad I haven’t even asked about them yet.”

“They’re good,” Jenny said generically. “Freddy’s in second grade now, and Stephanie’s turning 4 next month. She wants a Cocomelon themed birthday party.”

“The fuck is Cocomelon?” Wade asked.

Jenny shook her head. “You’re better off not knowing,” she said seriously. “Trust me.”

Wade nodded. “And Brett?” he asked nervously.

Jenny shrugged. “He’s okay,” she said. “Kinda mopes around the house a lot.”

“No luck on the job front?”

“No,” Jenny said simply. She hesitated, not really sure how much she wanted to get into the matter, but finally continued. “I’m not sure how much effort is being put towards looking,” she admitted. “Maybe not as much as he lets on. But to be fair, maybe more than I think.”

“Gotcha,” Wade replied, also not sure how much further he wanted to get into it. The appetizer showed up moments later, breaking up the awkwardness of the conversation. They were able to put their entree orders in and eat a little bit before Wade continued talking.

“Look,” he began cautiously, “I know I’ve already brought this up and you’ve already said no, but can I loan you guys a little money until you get back on your feet some? It’s really not a problem.”

Jenny shook her head as she chewed the cheese filled crescent roll. “Like I said before,” she said after swallowing her bite, “I appreciate the offer Wade, but I don’t know how much that would help. There isn’t exactly a light at the end of my dark tunnel yet, and anything you gave me would just keep us afloat temporarily with no long term solution in place. I’d feel awkward every time I talked to you on the phone knowing that I owed you money and had no earthly way of getting it back to you.”

“How’s that different than borrowing from Mom though?” Wade asked. “You were more than willing to do that. Why not me?”

“It’s totally different,” Jenny explained. “I was only asking for money from Mom because I knew she had gotten a huge amount in the settlement after Dad died. I know you’ve paid for us for a few nights in the hotel, and you’ve been paying for most of the meals out here, but I also know that your pockets aren’t exactly overflowing with cash either. The only difference between our financial situations is that you’re single and have no one to support but Girne Escort yourself. I can’t in good conscience ask you to support me and my family. I’d feel like I would be dragging you down in the hole with me.”

Wade smiled. “Always so protective,” he teased. “What a noble and caring big sister I have!”

Jenny rolled her eyes. “Shut-up, creep,” she joked, kicking him playfully under the table. “Now that we’re both in our thirties, that whole big sister role doesn’t really hold as much merit anymore. Anyway, going back to Mom for a second…another reason I didn’t mind asking her for help was that I kind of felt like I deserved some of that money, you know? I know he was her husband, but he was our dad. We were just as close to him as she was. And it’s not like they had a mortgage or medical bills to worry about. I don’t know…I kinda thought from the beginning she’d offer us some of it, that she’d realize we were entitled to it. Is that…is that wrong of me to think that?”

Wade shook his head. “Not at all,” he agreed. “I honestly thought the same thing. Guess I just wasn’t as broken up about it as you. Then again, I’m not as financially strapped as you, either.”

“I just can’t get over it, Wade,” Jenny said, feeling herself getting emotional once more. “I came out all this way expecting to find at least a little of Dad’s money left to split with you. But goddamn if she didn’t spend all of it. I mean…how could she!?”

“I know,” Wade replied, extending his hand and placing it on top of hers. “But it’s not a total loss, right?”

“How so?” Jenny asked.

“I mean…at least some of the stuff she bought is usable.”

“Usable!?” she repeated with a dangerous look on her face as she pulled her hand back and under the table.

“Well, I mean…” Wade began, regretting instantly saying anything at all.

“Let’s recap some of the ‘usable’ purchases we discovered in our dear mother’s home over the past couple of days,” she steamed. “First of all, there’e this fucking vase.” They both glanced sideways at their mom’s ashes.

“Now that really was usable!” Wade contended. “We are literally storing our mother in it as we speak.”

“It had a $1900 price tag on it!”

“It’s handcrafted!” Wade argued. “Locally made. Besides…it is kinda beautiful, don’t you think? All blue and speckly and shit.”

“Oh, is it beautiful Wade? Is it?”

“I mean…kinda.”

“Okay, how about now?” Jenny asked, placing her hand on top of the vase and rotating it 180 degrees. A large, poorly engraved cock and balls came into view as she did so. “There was a reason you placed it down facing towards the wall, Wade!”

Wade rolled his eyes and turned the vase back around. “Alright, fine,” he relented. “So the vase is not the greatest. But what about the painting?”

“You mean the giant portrait of a bloody vampire Jesus?” Jenny asked. “Is that the painting you’re referring to?”

“Well…yeah.”

“Yeah, that should be easy to sell. Lots of people are in the market for a giant, bloody vampire Jesus. In fact, just the other day in church I was-“

“Okay, you’ve made your point!” Wade interrupted. “The Pop-Tarts are useful! You can’t say they aren’t. They’re breakfast for your kids!”

“Indeed!” Jenny agreed sarcastically. “$6,000 worth of Pop-Tarts, each one personalized with a different pose of Whiskers the cat. What a good buy, Mom!” Jenny said as she gave the vase of ashes the finger.

Wade sighed. “At least the neighbor agreed to take Whiskers in,” Wade said. “One less thing for us to worry with.”

“Fuck that cat,” Jenny said as she slurped the remnants of her drink.

“Fuck that cat,” Wade agreed, following suit with his own drink.

“The only thing that we would have been able to get money for was the motorcycle.”

“You mean the one she wrecked and died on?” Wade clarified.

“That’d be the one,” Jenny confirmed.

Wade shook his head. “What the fuck was she thinking?” he asked out loud. “A motorcycle…really Mom?”

“Poor motorcycle,” Jenny continued. “Waited all those months to be bought. You finally go out on your maiden voyage and…BAM! The person riding you immediately crosses the median and goes head on into a semi.”

“I can’t believe how little of the motorcycle was even left,” Wade said glumly.

“There was even less of Mom left, Wade,” Jenny replied darkly. “Probably why there doesn’t seem to be that many ashes in there.”

Wade looked up at his sister, devastated for a moment before the both of them burst into laughter.

“God, you’re sick,” Wade said after getting himself together.

“Defense mechanism,” Jenny admitted.

“Believe me, I know.” They went quiet for a little while before Wade spoke once more. “Hey, Jenny?”

“Yeah?”

“You know all those boxes of calendars we found in Mom’s bedroom?”

“You mean the ones with the tanned, greased up beefcakes posing completely nude?”

“The very ones.”

“What about them?”

Wade hesitated, then took a Magosa Escort deep breath. “I’d like you to have those.”

Jenny tore a chunk of bread off of their appetizer and flung it at her brother’s face, prompting them to burst into laughter once more.

“What the hell do you think she was doing with all those?” Jenny asked. “And in her bedroom, no less. I mean…do you think she was-“

“Don’t you dare say it!” Wade interrupted, a look of disgust on his face. They shared another laugh and finished up their appetizer.

“This feels good,” Jenny said after a while.

“What’s that?” Wade asked.

“Talking about it. Laughing about it. I know I’m pissed at her, and I’m gonna be for a while. But I can also see clearly that I’ll get over it one day and grieve properly.”

“One day?”

“One day. Not today, but one day.”

“Good.”

Moments later, their entrees showed up, as well as another daiquiri for Jenny. Jenny tore into her lasagna as Wade slowly worked on his soup and sandwich.

“Hungry there?” Wade asked with an amused look on his face.

Jenny looked up ferociously, a flap of lasagna noodle hanging off the side of her face. “I get hungry when-“

“…you get drunk,” Wade finished for her. “I remember well. You sure you want to keep drinking like that?”

“My mother just died, Wade!” Jenny exclaimed.

“You mean the ‘horse cunt’?”

“Whatever,” Jenny said as she bared her teeth and tore off a large chunk of garlic bread.

“So what’s actually good with you, Jenny?” Wade asked. “We’ve touched on most of the bad. What brings you joy?”

Jenny shrugged. “I like my kids okay, I guess,” she said after some thought.

“How lucky they are!” Wade replied jokingly.

Jenny laughed. “Just kidding,” she said. “I love them dearly, you know that.”

“And Brett?”

Jenny swallowed a bite. “What about him?”

“You guys doing alright?”

Jenny thought for a bit. “Yeah,” she said reluctantly.

“Really?”

“Well…with him being out of work and all, I get the feeling he feels a little, I don’t know…emasculated?”

“How so?”

“I’d rather not say, Wade.”

“Why not?”

“Because it has to do with our sex life.”

“Oh.” Wade paused momentarily, looking away and feeling slightly embarrassed. “Well, you can talk about it if you like.”

“Ew, no!” Jenny replied. “Bad little brother!”

“Oh come on! Like you said, we’re both in our thirties now. We can talk about this without it being weird.”

“Can we? We never have before.”

Wade shrugged. “Let’s give it a shot. Tell me all about your sex life, Jenny.”

Jenny laughed. “Okay, fine. Only because there really isn’t much to tell.”

“No?”

“We’ve haven’t been intimate in months.”

Wade dropped his soup spoon. “What!?” he exclaimed. “Months?”

“Many.”

“Jesus, Jenny. That…sucks?”

“Yep.”

“But you’re so…uh…”

Jenny eyed her brother suspiciously, watching him closely as he was clearly at a loss for words. “You gonna finish that thought there, Wade?”

Wade opened his mouth to speak, thought about it briefly then shook his head back and forth.

“Oh come on!” Jenny goaded. “What is it? I’m so…what?”

Wade pulled at his collar and wiped some sweat from his brow. He took a deep breath. “Attractive,” he said, his lips pressed tight together.

Jenny felt herself turning a little red, which felt silly since it was just her brother. “Oh,” she said simply. “Well, thanks, I guess?”

“I’m just surprised that Brett wouldn’t want to…you know…” Wade trailed off, at a loss for words.

“Sex me up all the time?” Jenny finished for him in a sultry voice with an impish grin on her face.

“Goddammit,” Wade said, lowering his face into his hands.

“Regretting this yet, brother?” Jenny asked, playfully kicking him under the table.

“No,” Wade lied in a muffled voice without lifting his face from his palms.

“I had no idea that my brother thought I was hot,” Jenny said with a gleam in her eye. She knew she should probably be more embarrassed to talk about such things, but Wade’s reaction was taking care of that for the both of them. At this point it was just fun to mess with her little brother.

“I didn’t say you were ‘hot’,” Wade retorted, finally taking his face out of his hands.

“It was implied.”

“Was not.”

“Right. What is it about me that you think is attractive then?”

“We’re not doing this.”

“You brought it up!”

“You made it weird!”

“Just tell me one thing, then I’ll leave you alone, Wade.” Wade silently shook his head. “C’mon, Wade! Girls like getting compliments about their looks.”

“Even from their own brothers?”

Jenny hesitated briefly. “In extreme circumstances such as this, yes,” she confirmed. “Just tell me one thing, Wade, then I’ll leave you alone.”

“One thing?” Wade asked suspiciously.

“Just one,” Jenny replied, holding a single finger in front of her face, just in case Wade needed a visual to understand that she was, in fact, just asking for one thing.

“Okay, fine,” he sighed. “You’ve got nice tits, okay?”

“Holy shit, Wade!” Jenny shouted, drawing a few looks from nearby patrons. Instinctively, she wrapped her coat around herself a little tighter. “What the hell is the matter with you!?”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

A Strange Compulsion Ch. 07

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ass

LEGAL DECLARATION:

This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.

All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.

The situations described in this story are for the sole purpose of entertaining the reader. Events and Characters in the story are completely fictional and any resemblance to real world persons or events are purely coincidental.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS:

I’d like to thank my editor, markf52.

STORY:

When Jason woke up the next morning, he was in bed with just his sister, his mother must have woken up. He looked over at Vivian and she was enjoying her sleep. He had worn her down yesterday, so he let her sleep and he got up and took a bath. After the bath, he got dressed and went downstairs, his mom was in the living room.

“Mom, I need to talk to you about something.”

“Go ahead, honey.”

“You know I went to Mrs. Ford’s house yesterday to have sex with her, right?”

“Yeah. Did you have a good time?”

“Yes, Mom, it was great.”

“What do you want to ask me?”

“I kind of told Mrs. Ford about Auntie Grace.”

Sandy was shocked. Did Jason also tell Susan about her and Vivian? She was scared of what would happen if their little family secret got out.

Jason saw fear in his mother’s eyes. It took him a minute to understand what she was thinking, but once he caught her train of thought, he immediately quelled her fears.

“I didn’t tell her about us or Vivian, Mom. I just told her about Auntie Grace.”

“Ok, honey. Why did you tell her about Auntie Grace?”

“I wanted to see if she’d like to have a threesome with me and Auntie Grace?”

“What did she say?”

“Initially, she was hesitant but she warmed up to the idea. I just need to ask Auntie Grace. Do you think she’ll be okay with me giving her a visit today after school?”

“I don’t know, honey. I can’t call her now because her husband would be home. How about I call her later and text you what she told me?”

“OK, Mom.”

As they were talking, Vivian came down the stairs. She went to Sandra and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips and then came to Jason and kissed him on the lips. Sandra made her children breakfast and after breakfast, she dropped off both Jason and Vivian at school.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

Jason and Vivian met during school in the library. Once, they made sure that they were alone, they started talking.

“Did you talk to Caroline about you, her and Sophie?”

“Yeah., I have to talk to her again but I’d like to give her some time. It’s not every day that the guy you’re dating asks you for a threesome with your lesbian lover.”

“Sorry for rushing you, I just can’t wait to share some experiences with them like the one I shared with you and Mom.”

“You’ll have to wait because I’m not rushing this. If we’re going to do this, we have to be patient.”

“Okay.”

————————————————————————————————————————————–

That afternoon, Sandra called Grace and she picked up the phone.

“Hi, Grace. How are you?”

“Fine. What do you want, Sandra?” Grace asked timidly.

Sandra smiled. The last time Jason and Sandra had their way with Grace, they had been very rough with her. Even though Grace now “belonged” to Jason, she was still a little bit intimidated by them.

“Jason wanted to know if it would be okay to drop by your place today after school?”

“Jason? Why?”

Grace tried her best to conceal her excitement from her voice. But even she knew that she had failed.

“He wants to talk to you about something.”

This was puzzling to Grace. The last time Jason came to visit her, the only time he talked to her was when he was pounding her cunt with his monster.

“What does he want to talk about?”

“I don’t know. So, shall I tell him that you’ll be available this evening?”

Grace was available that evening because her husband was working late that day.

“Yeah, today’s safe. He can come over.”

Grace heard the click of Sandra ending the call. She couldn’t contain her excitement, so she began fantasizing about how Jason would take her today. Would this time be gentle? Or will it be like the last time, rough and animalistic? However it would be, she couldn’t wait for it. She went up to her room to take a nap, because she wanted to be completely fresh and rejuvenated for Jason.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

“Grace is ok with you coming over today after school,” Sandra texted Jason.

She couldn’t help but be excited by what was happening. Her son, if everything went right, was going to have a threesome with two of the hottest married women in the town. Sandra couldn’t wait for the day when Jason could tell Susan about her and Vivian. Grace had seen Susan at Jason’s school and she Girne Escort had, for a long time, lusted after Susan.

Soon, she would welcome Susan into her family, just like she had welcomed Grace.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

Jason checked his phone during lunch and he saw that there was a text from his mother. He opened the text and he smiled as he read the content of the message. Today was going to be a good day.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

Grace woke up in the evening, she had overslept, and Jason was going to be here soon. She wanted to have a shower before he showed up. She went down and unlocked the front door, she didn’t want to keep Jason waiting when she was taking a shower, and then she went into the bathroom.

Grace didn’t know that Jason was already at her door when she woke up. He tried the door and to his surprise, found it unlocked, so he opened the door and stepped into her house. Jason could hear Grace’s footsteps upstairs so he immediately went up. She was going inside the bathroom. She was wearing a crop top and panties and she had a white towel with her. He slowly followed her and she still didn’t know that he was in the house. She entered the bathroom and put the towel on the hook. She turned the shower on and she was about to take off her crop top when Jason sneaked up behind her and hugged her.

Grace’s heart almost stopped in shock, but after the moment passed, she saw that it was Jason who was hugging her. She smiled to herself, so it was going to be rough then. Jason wrestled her to the floor as jets of water sprayed over Jason and Grace. Her crop top was already wet and it had turned transparent under the effect of the water and her magnificent breasts and her beautiful nipples were visible and so Jason was a bit surprised that Auntie Grace hadn’t been wearing a bra. Jason was standing behind her, with her bountiful ass right before him, so he had a sudden impulse to slap it. Jason raised his hand and slapped her ass as forcefully as he could.

“AAAAARRRGGGGHHH!”

He reached down and stroked her pussy and then, he grabbed and squeezed her tits. He didn’t know what he was doing as she drove him mad with lust. He grabbed the crop top and pulled it over her tits, so that they were exposed.

“Slap my ass again,” Grace whispered.

Jason raised his hand and brought it down on her ass once again, causing Grace to let out a scream of pleasure. He kissed her and licked the side of her face. When he licked her, Grace felt something that was a mix of disgust and taboo pleasure, it was a feeling she hadn’t felt before.

“Do that again.”

Jason grabbed her hair and kissed and licked her face again. He bent down and kissed her neck. When he kissed her neck, he let his eyes wander down and saw that her panties were now soaked by the water from the shower. They had also turned transparent and were showing her cunt hairs. Jason kissed her again and slid his hands inside her panties. He slowly rubbed her clit and then he inserted two fingers from his other hand into her mouth. She started sucking on them as she was squirming with pleasure because of what he was doing to her clit.

Jason stood up, he grabbed her by her hair and turned her around. She saw that his cock was rock hard since the outline of his cock was very visible through his pants.

“Kiss it,” Jason said.

Grace tried to take off his pants.

Jason pushed her head away, “Kiss it before you take the pants off.”

Grace kissed the outline of his cock on his pants and Jason bent down and licked all over her face. Grace was in equal parts, both disgusted and excited by Jason coating her face with his saliva.

“Pull down my pants!”

Grace unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. She pulled his pants and his underpants down and his monstrous cock slapped her in the face as she pulled his underpants down. Jason grabbed her head and thrust his cock into her mouth roughly. Grace gagged and sputtered and her eyes were filled with tears, but Jason kept pushing his cock into her mouth until she swallowed it all. He kept thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth as jets of water from the shower splashed them both. Suddenly, Grace tapped Jason’s thigh, so Jason immediately stopped fucking her face and let her go. She fell down on the floor and gasped for air. Jason was concerned for her, but his concern was unnecessary. In a couple of minutes, she took his cock in her hands and started sucking him off. Jason grabbed her hair and thrust his cock in and out of her mouth with wild abandon.

After fucking her mouth for a few minutes, Jason took his cock out of her mouth. Grace licked his balls as he looked down at her. Her crop top was completely soaked and it was clinging to her breasts, failing in its attempt to conceal them. He grabbed the crop top and tore Magosa Escort it off in the middle with his hands. Whatever remained of her crop top hung around her shoulders while her magnificent breasts were now fully accessible. He knelt down, grabbed both of her breasts and started kneading them. He looked into her eyes and found them looking into his. The lovers shared a passionate kiss.

He looked at her beautiful body, with her wonderful breasts exposed, her flat tummy, flowing from her chest. He felt grateful that he was able to be with a woman like her in his lifetime.

He pulled her panties down exposing her cunt hairs. He found her clit and started rubbing it with his hand.

Grace bit her lower lip. “AAARRRGGGHH! OHH! FUCK! OH, MY GOODDD!”

Jason kissed her cheek, he inserted his fingers inside her cunt and started fucking her with it, causing her pussy to gush juices as she came. Jason took his fingers out of her cunt and put them inside her mouth, so Grace tasted her own pussy juices.

Jason took his pants and underwear off. Grace realized that he was going to fuck her, so she looked at him with a naughty smile on her face and anticipation in her eyes. She laid down on the bathroom floor, on her back, so Jason took off her panties and threw them aside. He tried to get in between her knees but Grace closed her legs together. Jason looked at her and she gave him a naughty smile. He slapped her thigh hard and she opened her legs. He got in between her legs, rammed his cock into her cunt and she screamed with pain.

“AAAHHH! OHHH, FUUUCCCKKK!”

He started moving his cock in and out of her pussy and he kissed her neck. Her screams of pain had now turned into screams of pleasure. As he hammered his cock in and out of her pussy, he licked and sucked her nipples.

“Enough! I want to be on top. Please, Jason! I want to be on top.”

Jason laid down on his back on the bathroom floor, Grace straddled him and took his entire cock into her pussy. She started riding him like a woman possessed and Jason thrust his cock in and out of her. She held on to Jason by clawing at his shirt for dear life.

“OH GOD! OH GOD! YEEESSS! FUUUCCKKK!”

She bent down and gave him an intense kiss. He pulled her torn and tattered crop top off her and threw it away as she grabbed his T shirt for support as she rode him like her life depended on it. As she rode him, he pinched both of her nipples. He squeezed her breasts and took them in his mouth. Both Jason and Grace weren’t people anymore, they were animals, satisfying their lust. Nothing was more important to either of them at that moment. Water was splashing around them and her hair flailed wildly as she rode him, some of it stuck to her face and obscured it. Grace was very much in control now, so Jason just laid there, letting her do what she wanted with him.

Once he regained his strength a little bit, Jason got Grace off of him. He turned her around and slapped her ass and then he got behind her and rammed his cock back into her cunt.

“Oh, grrrh! Oh, my God!”

The sound of his thigh slapping against her ass filled the room. He was pistoning his dick in and out of her and his cock was turning her inside out. He slapped her ass now and then to give her a jolt and he reached for her slit and rubbed it as he fucked her brains out from behind.

Soon, Grace experienced a mind-blowing orgasm, but Jason kept fucking her through the orgasm. He increased the pace with which her fucked her. He planted a few tender kisses on her back and she turned her face and the two lovers kissed.

Grace looked into his eyes intently, “Fuck my pussy. Fill my pussy with your baby batter.”

Jason was also on the verge of cumming, so he let go and exploded inside her. His cum coated the insides of her cunt walls and the moment his cum made contact with the surface of her cunt walls, her mind shattered.

“AAAHHH! FUCK! YEAH! FFUUUUCCCCKKKK!”

She spasmed and twitched as she left the world for a few minutes as Jason’s jizz was overflowing from her pussy. Once her orgasm subsided, she slumped on Jason’s chest, both of them were breathing heavy. Jason took her face in his hands and planted a deep kiss on her lips and she returned the kiss enthusiastically.

The lovers got up and cleaned themselves up. They showered together, but they didn’t have any clothes to wear, because Jason’s clothes were completely wet. She told Jason that she’d give him some of her husband’s clothes, so they made their way to her bedroom naked.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

Jason and Grace laid on her bed, naked.

“Your mom told me that you wanted to talk to me about something.”

“Yeah. I kind of want to tell you something.”

“What is it?”

“I … er, you’re, kind of, not the only woman I’ve been having relations with.”

“Yeah, I know. You also fuck your mother. Fuck! If you weren’t so good in bed, and I wasn’t addicted to Kıbrıs Escort you, I’d have gone to the cops.”

Jason thanked his stars that he was able to keep Grace hooked on his dick.

“No, not my mom. Someone else.”

This piqued Grace’s curiosity, so she turned towards Jason and she had a smile on her face.

“Someone other than your mom? Who is it?”

“My physics teacher, Mrs. Ford.”

Grace burst out laughing.

“Your physics teacher? Wow, I’m impressed. So, is that what you wanted to tell me? That you’ve been screwing your teacher?”

“No, it’s just, I was wondering if you’d like to have a threesome with me and her.”

A smile spread over Grace’s face.

“I’d love that. In fact, I had never had a threesome before you and your mother had your way with me, but this excites me.”

Jason smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back and the kiss slowly became more intense. Jason grabbed one of her breasts and started squeezing it. Soon both their hands were roaming all over each other. Both of them were recovering from the intense session they had in the bathroom, so Jason decided to take it slow. They slowly fucked in her bed, their eyes staring into each other’s soul.

“I’ve never felt the way I feel about you, Jason. Before you, I was never sexually adventurous, but now, we’re talking about having a threesome with your teacher. What are you doing to me?”

“I don’t know.”

Jason fucked her like that for a few more minutes before he deposited another load in her pussy. They rested for a bit and then they took another shower together. Grace gave Jason some of her husband’s old clothes, Jason wore them and started home.

On the way home, he couldn’t help but think about how soon he, Mrs. Ford and Auntie Grace were gonna have a threesome together. He was lucky to be in this situation and he was excited about what was about to happen. He couldn’t wait for the threesome.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

When Jason came home, Vivian was already home. His mother had made her dinner and he joined them at the dinner table.

“So, what happened Jason?”

Jason gave his mother an impish smile.

“She said yes.”

“Who said yes?” Vivian asked.

Jason realized that he hadn’t told her about his plan to have a threesome with Mrs. Ford and Auntie Grace. He filled her in on the details as Vivian listened to him quietly.

“You haven’t thought about something, Jason,” Vivian said.

“What is it?”

“Auntie Grace knows about Mom and you. If, either during or after the threesome, she lets slip to Mrs. Ford about your relationship with Mom, how can you be sure that Mrs. Ford won’t blow her lid off and tell others about you and Mom?”

Jason and Sandra were silent. Jason thought for a moment, because he hadn’t thought about this.

“I’ll have to tell Auntie Grace not to say anything about Mom and me.”

Jason was grateful for Vivian because she had a mind for thinking stuff through. He realized that he’d have to eventually come clean with Mrs. Ford about him and his mom. He decided to do it after the threesome, after discussing it with his mom and Vivian again.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

The next day Jason decided to ask Caroline about Sophie. He spotted her as soon as he got to school and signaled her. They started talking to each other as soon as they were out of earshot of other students.

“Have you talked to Sophie?”

“Not yet, but I have a plan.”

“What is it?”

“I’ll have to do it slowly. You know, I don’t think she’ll say yes to a threesome if I suggested it. I have to make her think that it’s what she also wants. I’ve already been dropping hints to her the past few days and today, me and Sophie are gonna have sex and I’ll try to get her to say yes.”

Jason nodded, because Caroline was telling the truth. Even though she and Sophie had both had various boyfriends the entire length of their relationship, they had never had a threesome with a guy. For the past few days Caroline had been dropping hints to Sophie about how she misses Sophie when she’s with Jason and how she misses Jason when she’s with Sophie. Caroline thought that she’ll be able to talk Sophie around that night.

————————————————————————————————————————————–

During lunch, Jason looked for Mrs. Ford and he found her in her office. She was already talking to some of the other teachers when she looked up at Jason.

“Jason, what is it?”

“It’s just, I wanted to submit my report about the project that we were working on.”

Susan understood what he wanted to talk to her about as she smiled at him.

“Can you wait for a few minutes? I’m in a meeting right now.”

“Ok, sure, Mrs. Ford.”

Jason waited outside her office for five minutes. Soon, the teachers left Susan’s office and he smiled at them and they smiled back. They had not even an inch of suspicion about what was going on between Jason and Susan. As far as they were concerned, Jason was just a model student. After they left, Susan summoned him inside her office.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Step Sister’s Prank Ch. 05

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Fun

Authors Note: All characters depicted in any sexual situations are 18 years old or older. No under age sexual situations are depicted in this work.

It had been a quiet two weeks. My plan for getting mom and dad connected was moving slowly. Mom had asked me if I’d told anyone about her secret, which I could honestly answer that I hadn’t. When I asked why, she just answered that she had a rather unusual conversation with Marlene. She wouldn’t say more, but it didn’t matter, I expected Marlene would fill me in on Tuesday. She let me know to expect her so I wouldn’t hang out at school too long.

When Tuesday came I headed into the house. I was sort of disappointed I didn’t hear moms vibrator, but not for long. A note taped to my bedroom door gave me directions. ‘You know where to come, the back door is open. Leave your clothes in the kitchen. You’ll know where to go next. You may not speak or touch unless invited. I hope you enjoy your surprise!’

It was pretty straight forward. I walked out our back door and across our two yards. The back door of her house was indeed open. I walked into the kitchen and looked around. I wasn’t sure when the last time was I’d been in her house. It was immaculate, but then since she didn’t work I wasn’t sure what else she had to do. I found a little card on the island in the kitchen. It simply said ‘Start here.’ I’d never really undressed at anyone else’s house before, except maybe Jenny’s. I undressed and then, completely naked, walked through the house. I heard music upstairs and followed it to what must have been the master bedroom.

I found Marlene standing by the big, four post queen-sized bed, waiting expectantly. She had on a pale blue summer dress that came down to her knees, surprisingly long for as young as she was. I mean she wasn’t that much older than I was. If I had to guess, I’d say she wasn’t even forty yet. Nearly two thirds of the front was fastened with little, white buttons, her long, blond hair cascading down over one shoulder until it nearly reached half way down her right breast. She had on either stockings or pantyhose and white high-heeled shoes that made her luscious legs look even longer. She stood, watching me look at her, not moving. I saw a kitchen chair and got the idea I was supposed to sit in it. She smiled as I sat down and stepped over so she was six or eight feet from me.

She stood in front of me and moved her fingers to the top most button of her dress and began to undo it. She slowly worked her way down the front of her dress, undoing one button at a time. I could see her chest start to become visible as she worked lower, and then the swell of each breast. She worked the buttons apart lower, taking her time, her expression both nervous and playful.

I saw the lace of her bra become visible as the front of the dress spread more. Marlene worked the buttons all the way down past her waist, finally stopping when the last button was undone, nearly at her crotch. She slipped her hands up the now unbuttoned edges of the dress until her fingers were at her shoulders. Marlene slowly pulled the dress top apart, exposing more of the white lace bra, spreading the top of the dress wider than her shoulders and allowing it and its short sleeves to slide down her arms. The dress slipped all the way down, leaving her in a lacy, white bra, light-blue bikini panties, stockings that came up to the middle of her thighs, and her high heels.

She smiled and turned away from me as she bent over. She kept her legs mostly straight as she stepped out of the dress and picked it up off the floor. She partially straightened up to toss it on the bed, staying halfway bent over. She moved her feet apart to shoulder width and arched her back, pushing her panty-covered pussy out at me. She reached between her legs and stroked her clearly wet crotch. I watched as she stroked herself, pressing the wet material between her lips slightly. After several long seconds teasing me she straightened back up. She stood still, facing away from me, crossing one arm over her chest. With the other she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra strap. With her back now bare, she turned to face me. Holding her arm over her breasts, she pulled the bra from between her chest and arm, tossing it toward my lap and my now rock-hard dick. She stood, her arm across her chest, hiding most of her breast and her nipples. Watching my eyes, she slowly let her arm drop, exposing her breasts and erect nipples. She let her hands drop to her hips and the elastic waistband of her panties. Slowly turning to face away from me, but still looking over her shoulder at me, she slowly bent over, pushing the waistband down over her butt. She paused part way and wiggled her butt at me. With a grin she looked away and bent further, slowly pushing the underwear down. The waistband slowly slid down her thighs, the crotch still pressed to her pussy. Slowly she bent further, pushing the panties, the crotch slowly pulling away until her whole pussy was exposed. She bent Magosa Escort further, dragging them down her legs. She carefully worked the panties over her high heels, gingerly stepping out of them. She dropped them to the floor between her legs as she set her other foot on the floor, with her legs slightly spread. She stroked her fingers up her thighs to her lips and began stroking over and between them, teasing herself and me along with her.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned softly before straightening and turning. She stroked her fingers from between her legs up her stomach to her breasts, leaving a little trail of wetness up her stomach. She cupped both big, soft orbs and let her thumbs tease back and forth across each hard nipple, letting another soft moan slip from her lips. She looked at me lustfully, stepping toward me slowly, in tiny little steps that extended the time I had to take in her beauty. When her knees nearly touched mine she bent over and rubbed her hard nipples across my lips, pulling away with a giggle as I tried to capture one of them in my mouth.

Seeming pleased with her work so far, she let go of her breasts and straightened up. She lifted one foot, setting it on the chair between my legs. She leaned down and undid the little strap. She reached her hands for mine, pulling them to her foot. She straightened up slowly and gently pulled her foot from the shoe. She bent toward me again, resting her foot on the chair between my legs so her toes were touching my balls. She pulled my hands to her right leg and pulled them up her leg until I had her thigh in my hands. She coaxed me to grip the lacy top of the stocking and pull it down, helping me stroke her leg with my fingers as I rolled the stocking down. When I had it rolled all the way to her toes, unable to pull it off because her toes were pressed to my balls, she pulled her foot from it and switched legs. She held her foot between my legs expectantly. I undid her shoe and pulled it off before teasing her stocking down her left leg, her toes teasing me as I did.

I was incredibly turned on and hoped that sitting on my dick was next, but alas… it was not. She pulled me from the chair by both hands and drew me along as she walked backwards into the bathroom. She led me to the shower and into it. She pushed me firmly to the little built-in bench in the corner of the walk-in shower. She turned on the water and squealed as the cold spray hit her back. It took several long seconds before the warm water came out. She backed under further, wetting herself. She stepped forward and, using a bottle I hadn’t noticed her pick up, drizzled a colored liquid over her chest. She set the bottle aside and began gently rubbing her hands through the liquid, spreading it over and around her breasts and then down to her stomach, turning it into a fine, white lather. She let one hand travel down between her legs again, rubbing and caressing her pussy while her other hand teased her breasts and nipples. The tiny soap bubbles slid down her breasts and dripped from the bottom of each teardrop shaped orb. More suds slid down her stomach and between her legs to be rubbed into her pussy by her own hand.

She suddenly turned under the water and rinsed, almost rushing to finish what had been a very tantalizing display. She turned the water off and turned to me again, reaching for my hands. “I hope you’ve liked what you saw,” she said as she backed up out of the bathroom, pulling me by my hands. “Because I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

“For?”

“Your cock silly. I want to feel you pushing into me,” she whispered as we reached the bed. She sat on the edge and lay back, lifting and spreading her legs wide as she pulled my hands to draw me between them. “Fuck me Andy. Please?”

I was more than ready to do that. My dick stuck out at an angle, my engorged, purple, head rested against her freshly washed pussy. She pulled my hands to her breasts and then reached hers to my dick. She rubbed my head up and down her wet slit. “I’ve been doing what you saw, imagining you were here to watch. Then I laid down like this and made myself come with a vibrator. Today I wanted you to be here for real, be in me for real,” she whispered as she pulled on my dick, forcing my head into her opening. I squeezed her breasts and pushed myself slowly into her. “Ohhhhh. Yessss!” she gasped as my overly excited dick slid deeper into her. “God you’re so big today! I must have really gotten you turned on!”

“I love watching women undress, and you did a really good job getting me worked up.”

“I’m glad,” she moaned as I started sliding in and out of her equally excited pussy. “God, I’m so close already. Watching you watch me got me soooo fucking turned on!”

I stroked myself in and out, slowly at first and then quicker as my own excitement grew. She rocked her hips in time with my strokes, moaning loudly in pleasure as her vaginal walls squeezed and spasmed around my thrusting shaft. “Oh god. You make me Kıbrıs Escort come so hard! Sooo fucking hard!” she moaned as I let go of her breasts. I slid my hands to her legs and lifted them, grasping under her knees and spreading her legs even further apart. With the change in position I could feel my dick banging into her cervix with each stroke, forcing her climax even higher. “OH SHIT!” she cried into the room as her whole body shuddered and trembled. I could feel her pussy clenching around me and her juices pushing out around my fat shaft with each stroke into her. I felt my urgency to drive into her grow by the moment, the warm tingle spreading through my groin and dick as I pumped into her faster, slapping our bodies together. Her tits rolled wildly on her chest as I pounded into her, my own orgasm only moments away.

“Uhhhhh. Coming!” I grunted as my body surged, forcing me to thrust deep into her. I felt the first gush of cum spurt out into her, then a second and third. My body spasmed on its own account, my cock jerking and twitching inside her as I stood between her legs groaning and watching her gasping as her climax hit yet a third peak.

I stood there emptying my balls into her, my dick twitching inside her until she felt me start to soften. Breathing heavily yet, she pulled away, sliding onto the bed further, reaching out to me. I crawled onto the bed with her, actually, on top of her and she rolled us over, me under and her half lying on me. She rested her head on my shoulder, and her leg across mine, her thigh nuzzling my softening dick and balls. I felt her soft, warm body pressed to mine, one of her soft breasts pressed to my side while the other lay on my chest. We lay there, breathing heavily for and stroking each other softly while we recovered from the intensity of our climaxes.

“Ohhh. God I wish I could get you like this every day.” she whispered after several minutes. “Ever since you walked in on your mom and I, ever since that day, I realized that I didn’t just have to fantasize about you, watch you mowing the lawn without a shirt, imagine that you’d walk over to my yard, take your shorts off and then make me take my clothes off for you, only then to feed your big, hard dick into my mouth or pussy. I’ve watched you for years… now I have you just the way I’d imagined, at least for a little while.”

“I’m glad I could make your fantasy come true.”

“You have. Any time I’m out tanning, or working in the garden or anything outside, you can come over. Tease me, let your hands roam anywhere you want. If you’re daring enough, maybe pull down my pants and play with my pussy or even feed that sexy cock into me.”

“You don’t think your husband would mind?”

“If he minded he wouldn’t leave me wanting almost every day. I’ve been thinking about what you asked. His loss is your gain. I could fuck you every day and never get tired of it,” she said with a soft chuckle. “As long as you don’t get tired of an old woman like me.”

“You’re not that old. I mean, what, thirty five?”

She lifted her head up and kissed my cheek. “Oh god I love you. No, I’m not thirty, but I appreciate the compliment.”

“Then how old?” I asked curiously.

“Not quite old enough to be your mother,” she whispered. “Now, about trying to get women over to undress for you and maybe a couple other guys. I’ve been thinking. As much as I now know you love watching us undress, I think you have other motives here. I think you want me to make it so your mom is doing it too. That’s the point, isn’t it? Getting her to do it in front of some guys, including your dad. Maybe even arranging it so someone besides your mom is doing the lap dance and riding your dad’s dick. That’s it isn’t it?”

“Pretty much.”

“What I had in mind isn’t going to do that, but I might have another idea. But it’d mean you might have to watch them one at a time, just one of them, and me and you, maybe your mom. Are you okay with that? I mean, watching them undress for you and then letting them ride you?”

“How many are we talking about?”

“I don’t know exactly. Maybe four, five with me.”

“If they look as good as you do, I’m fine with that. I mean what guy wouldn’t be?”

“Good. I need to talk to your mom. I may let out more than you want, but I’ll make sure she understands. I think you’re going to enjoy what I have in mind.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah. I think so,” she whispered. She lifted her head and looked toward the dresser. “See that dresser?”

“Uh huh.”

“Did you know I undress in front of it every night and every morning I dress in front of it?”

“I didn’t.”

“You know what else?”

“What’s that?”

“My bathroom has a window. And it looks alllll the way from the shower to the door, right past my dresser.”

“It does?”

“Uh huh. I don’t think I’ve even looked out that window until today. You know what I noticed?”

“No.”

“If I leave the curtain open I can see your Lefkoşa Escort bedroom window from inside the shower, and from my dresser I can see all the way into your bedroom. Isn’t that interesting?”

“It would seem to be, if there weren’t a curtain on it.”

“Yeah, I think that curtain is about to have an accident. My husband isn’t too good at getting things fixed, so it might be a while before he gets the curtain rod put back up.”

I chuckled. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were having fun showing off for me.”

“Who says you know better?” She giggled before rolling back on top of me and kissing my lips. “Now, all this talk about showing off for you has mister happy getting hard. How about we just tuck him someplace useful?” she whispered as she shifted her knees under herself. She reached between us, staying leaned over so her breasts rubbed against my bare chest, I felt her find my partly hard dick and lift it as she lowered her hips down. She wiggled it around her opening until she managed to make it slip inside her. “Ohhhhhh yeah. What would you do if I was out sunning my sexy little body in the back yard while you were mowing and I just sat up and took my bikini off, first the top and then the bottom? And I laid back down and played with myself where you could watch me while you mowed? Ohhhh. Naughty naughty boy. I can tell exactly what you’d do. Wanna know why?” she whispered, her hips wiggling a little while she pressed her lips to mine, keeping me from giving any answer. She broke the kiss, breathing heavily. “Because you’re getting so hard inside me. I can feel you growing inside me, getting fatter and longer, thinking about me lying out in the yard naked, playing with myself. I might just have to do that, just to see what you’d do, just to see if you’d really come over and fuck me.” she said, her voice falling off to a very soft whisper as she started to lift and lower her ass, sliding her wet pussy up and down my shaft. “Letting you fuck me right in the back yard.” she breathed, not even loud enough to consider it a whisper, the look on her face one of pure lust. “Lying there, feeling you stroke into me like this?”

Up and down her hips moved, slowly at first, her chest pressed to mine and her lips hovering over mine as if to kiss me again at any moment. “God Andy. You make me feel so good, so special, so sexy. I love how it feels to have you inside me and have your hands stroking my soft body. I love feeling you filling me with your cum as I climax around you. Let me make you come in me again. Let me feel your strong young cock filling me up again.” She breathed as she pumped her hips faster, her pussy making an audible squish with each stroke down onto me. She held her face inches from mine as she pushed us both toward climax, toward the point of no return. I saw her face scrunch up, as if trying to hold back the floodgates. She chewed her lower lip as she bucked her ass up and down, stroking my swelling cock in and out of her pussy. “Oh shit!” She squeaked as I let my body go. I could feel my swelling head inside her moments before the first spurt of cum pushed into her. “AHHHHH!” she cried as she felt me start to come inside her. She pressed down hard and I felt her whole body tremble as she let the squirts of my cock push her over the edge. She lay on me, trembling and twitching for almost two minutes before she pressed her lips to mine. I held her in my arms, pulling our chests together while we both climaxed together. “I know I’m married and I know we can’t really love each other, but god I could so fall in love with doing this with you.”

“Just love me for sex?”

“Oh honey, never underestimate the power of an orgasm.” she whispered. “Each time we have sex, you give me a gift. You make sure I come with you or before you. You never leave me hanging. Wanting more maybe, but never not satisfied. I can’t say that about my husband. That makes this soooo dangerous.”

It was two days later when Jenny caught me standing at my bedroom window, naked, watching Marlene standing in the middle of the space in front of her dresser, slowly rubbing lotion into her skin.

“What’cha doing?” she asked as she stepped around next to me.

“Oh! Nothing!” I said, startled.

“Uh huh. Nothing, with your hand around your hardon? Seriously?”

“Well, maybe not nothing,” I answered as she pushed me out of the way to look out the window.

“Ohhhhhh you bad boy! Does she know you’re watching her bedroom?”

“Actually, she does,” I answered quietly. “She arranged it.”

“Ohhhhh. I knew you were a voyeur, but I didn’t know she was an exhibitionist.”

“Well, maybe just for me.”

“Uh huh. She must know you’re looking,” she said as I blushed a little and stepped away from the window.

“Why’s that?”

“Come see,” Jenny said, making room for me to come back to the window. Marlene was standing, facing the window, one foot on the end of the bed, her legs spread and her naked body completely exposed. Her right hand was stroking her pussy and her left was teasing one of her nipples. “Looks like she’s having a pretty good time thinking about you. Have you been sneaking over there when we aren’t looking?” When I didn’t answer, she turned around to look at me. “You have! You’ve been fucking Marlene?”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

How to Stop Sibling Jealousy

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

Note- This is not a true story. I made it all up.

xxx

“Fuck it! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it all. Fuck this weather, fuck this house, fuck Covid, fuck this job, and fuck Ryan!”

Dilly laid on her back and squirmed on her bed with her ever faithful rabbit vibrator fully jammed inside her creamy cunt. The nineteen year old was fucking herself silly to the sounds of her brother and Beth screwing their brains out in the next room. For the third time this week!

“Fuck Ryan! Fuck Beth! Fuck…mmmeee!”

Dilly arched her back as she came and her hefty 32C tits bounced on her chest as she rolled over onto her side.

“That’s the spot, Ryan. Baby! Fuck me harder!”

“Beth…B…eth!”

Bitch! Fair enough, her younger brother by a year had bloomed overnight into a rather good looking boy. He looked a bit like Tom Holland, the actor and was busy sowing his wild oats. There was a veritable line of girls lining up outside the house they shared, waiting their turn to have him.

Every week he had a new babe in his bed, and now he was shagging her best friend Beth.

“I hate him! I hate her!”

Dilly didn’t really mean that. She loved them both. It was just so frustrating. She had a IT job that meant she worked at home due to the global pandemic. She had no boyfriend. No experience of ‘the other’ and she was as horny as hell. Like, ALL the time. She desperately wanted to lose her virginity and catch up with the re-awakening world. She would constantly feel a tingling sensation between her legs and found herself often looking at pictures and video of handsome guys. Clothed, but mostly naked. She fantasized day and night about what it might be like to have a real cock inside her.

x

Dilly met up with Beth the next morning in the kitchen at around eight.

“Morning.”

“Hmph!”

Dilly crossed her legs and drank her hot coffee. Beth joined her and poured a cup.

“You stayed over. Again.”

Beth nodded and spread her hands.

“I was intending to go home, but…”

“But you couldn’t tear yourself away from having my brother’s dick up you one more time.”

“Sorry, babe. But Ryan is so hot! I know he’s your younger brother, but…phew! He fucks like a pistol!”

“Eeeuw!”

Dilly looked at her childhood friend with a sideways glance. At five feet nine, she had long auburn hair and long legs that were her main asset. She always wore short skirts since they had left school, and was always showing off what a tight little bottom she had.

By way of contrast, Dilly had ginger hair that hung in ringlets and she wore spectacles. She was a slightly chubby teenager with a fairly big rack. She was average height but had a plump backside that jiggled up and down as she walked.

“Just how many times have you fucked him?”

“Er, altogether, I think twenty? I stopped counting a while back. Can you possibly be jealous?”

Dilly turned to face the seemingly bemused Beth.

“Well, what do you think? I’m still a virgin. I have never dated a boy more than three times. I have no social life thanks to the lockdowns, and I missed BABYMETAL on their last UK tour. I’ve never even seen a boy naked, let alone seen a real life cock. Life sucks!”

Beth nodded. All through their lives the girls had shared all kinds of secrets and gossip up until the pandemic had begun to take hold. They had always interacted well, the one comforting the other when necessary. But it was plain to see that Dilly couldn’t help herself. She was obsessed with what had taken place with her and Ryan. And probably all the other girls he brought back to his room So unfair.

“You’re okay. Just need to get out more. Besides, boys love big tits.”

Dilly smiled, and looked back at Beth.

“I suppose. I know that Ryan does. He’s always checking me out when I’m not looking, the horny sod.”

“He is like a dog on heat, true.”

Beth winked and Dilly threw a screwed up Kleenex at her playfully.

“Seriously. I have to get laid. And soon. I don’t want to be a virgin when I’m forty. Are you staying here again tonight?”

“If that’s alright with you?”

Dilly looked up at the ceiling, imaging her naked brother on his bed having an extra lay in. Their parents had decided to spend Summer in the Canary Islands, leaving the children free reign of the house. Ryan had not wasted time and had a girl in his be before their mother and father were still in the departure lounge of Heathrow Terminal Five.

“Of course. Love you.”

“Love you back.”

The girls embraced and went about their daily routine.

x

Dilly laid awake until ten that same night, and heard her brother and Beth return from their evening out. They made their way to his room, and Dilly did also. If she couldn’t get a man, she would eavesdrop on her sibling and best friend getting it on. A cheap thrill, but beggars cannot be choosers. Dressed in her Metal Galaxy tee-shirt and white ankle socks, the fascinated redhead stopped outside the door of her brother’s room and pushed the open door Kıbrıs Escort ajar a little more. What she saw in the darkened room next made her pussy positively drip!

“Bloody hell!”

Dilly sucked in her breath as her big blue eyes settled on the bared form of her once baby brother. She adjusted her eyeglasses and looked on with a gaping mouth.

“Oh, my. Ryan! He IS gorgeous!”

Lit by the only lamp, his body was nicely toned, despite his not working out or playing sport of any kind. Dilly looked him up and down, taking in every inch of his smooth skinned body. Naturally her gaze soon lingered on his erect manhood.

“Well, hello BIG brother!”

Ryan had an impressive boner. Pointing straight up from his nest of dark pubes, his dick looked as hard as an iron bar. His purple hued glans had appeared from his foreskin which had peeled back as he had gained full erection.

Hidden from her view was Beth, who was equally as naked as he, was loving it. His hands caressed her flanks as he explored her body, homing in on her ripe breasts. She gasped audibly as Ryan squeezed her tits together and then bent to flick his tongue over the hard nipples.

Dilly bit her lip as her fingers found their way to her snatch. Her juices were oozing from her pussy as she rocked on the balls of her feet.

“Oh yes, Ryan. Lick my pussy,” moaned Beth, who laid back on the bed with her long pins outstretched.

Ryan too lowered onto the bed and buried his face in between her thighs. Dilly could clearly see his busy tongue lapping at her weeping slit as she moaned blissfully and ground her hips in his face. The excited redhead played with her own tingling muff as her eyes focused on his taut rear end as it bobbed up and down directly in her line of vision. His cock seemed to dry humping the sheet beneath him.

He grabbed his cock then and shifted up the bed so that his groin came to her face level.

“Suck it,” he ordered.

Beth gladly obliged and Dilly clamped her hand over her mouth as her best friend used her tongue to wantonly lick along his hard length. Dilly was watching her first live blowjob! Her brother groaned in response as Beth sucked him in fully and slobbered lewdly on his turgid cock flesh.

“I have to fuck you now, or I’ll explode down your throat.”

Dilly frigged herself hard as she saw her younger sibling hoisting Beth’s legs up around his waist, and push down with one firm thrust of his pelvis. From her viewpoint at the door, Dilly saw his backside start to rise and fall as he slammed in and out of her hot cunt. His big scrotum threatened to obscure his magnificent organ sliding inside Beth, but on his outstroke, she saw his shaft withdraw, albeit for the briefest of second. It looked slick and sticky to Dilly and her imagination ran riot as to how it might feel to have such inside her own pussy.

“Faster, babe. Give it to me.”

Beth was being stretched by Ryan’s thick girth as the groaning girl pulled both her legs up around his waist, thereby allowing her pussy to entirely engulf his entire seven inches of throbbing dick. Dilly cocked her head and listened on awe as her own brother’s balls slapped against Beth’s upturned ass. By now, Dilly felt herself coming close to orgasm, and her hips bucked to and fro.

“Oh, shit!”

Dilly put her fist in her mouth when Beth looked over Ryan’s bouncing frame and saw her watching. Her best friend just looked her in the eyes as Ryan fucked her, her face betraying her own excitement at being spied on. Dilly nodded as she brought herself off.

“I’m gonna come,” Beth whimpered, her legs flailing in the air above their rutting bodies. Ryan doubled the rate of his strokes and he shot his load inside of her pussy.

He slipped out with a manly grunt and Dilly saw how his cock slipped out white, sticky cum oozed out of Beth’s cunt and trickled slowly down the crack of her ass. He rolled off and panted hard on his back. Dilly saw his dick shrink, whilst still dribbling cum onto his upper thigh. Beth watched her friend back away as she reached out for a box of Kleenex.

x

“Did you enjoy the show?” Asked Beth of Dilly the next day.

“I am gob smacked! How does he manage to fit inside you? What does his cock taste like? Did his cum feel warm? I’m rambling. It was amazing.”

“Actually, it WAS amazing. Your brother is a hell of a good screw.”

“Shit! Now I want to have sex even more. So unfair.”

“Look. Come along again tonight. I have an idea.”

With that, Beth took off.

x

Dilly looked at Beth nervously outside Ryan’s bedroom that night.

“Give me about ten minutes and then creep in.”

“Are you sure about all this? Feels a bit weird.”

“It’s up to you. Nobody’s making you do this.”

“I know.”

Beth entered the room and Dilly could see her brother inside peel his shirt off, revealing his hairless upper body. Then he dropped his pants and Dilly saw her brother stiff and aroused once more. She looked at his desirable body as Beth Lefkoşa Escort joined him and stepped out of her dress. Her bra came next, quickly followed by her cotton panties, tugging them down her lithe legs. Ryan’s superb cock twitched in front of him as he drank in Beth’s nakedness. Dilly too pondered over Beth’s figure as she stood proudly before him.

“Nice body, toots,” she thought.

Beth was slimmer than she, with cute and perky, B-cup tits, and very erect nipples. Her stomach was smooth and flat, and she had an adorable patch of light brown pubic hair atop her plump mound.

Dilly looked on undetected by Ryan as he and Beth moved to the bed.

Her friend placed her hands on his thighs and bent down to kiss his hard-on.

“Close your eyes, and keep them closed.”

“Really, Beth?”

“Promise me. I’ll give you the best blowjob ever.”

“Okay.”

Ryan covered his face with both hands as Beth held his dick up and popped the first four inches into her warm, moist mouth. Dilly inched forwards, her feet muffled in her soft socks, and her youthful body covered in her tee. Beth waved her in closer as her head gently bobbed up and down, swallowing a good portion of Ryan’s erection. Dilly and she locked eyes as Beth happily slathered saliva all over his white column of flesh.

“Like that, babe?”

Asked Beth as Dilly came shoulder to shoulder with her.

“Yeah,” He moaned.

Beth looked at Dilly and passed Ryan’s cock to her like a relay baton. Dilly accepted the prize of her sibling’s hose and gripped it hard. Beth shook her head at her as if to say loosen up. Dilly embraced the heat of her brother’s member, savouring the pulse. The throb, throb, throb of him in her sweaty fist.

Beth pursed her lips at Dilly who blinked in the dim light and got the message.

“Keep those eyes shut.”

The redheaded novice moved her face closer to her brother’s cock. How many times had she dreamed of physical contact with a boy, little realising it would be her sibling’s as her first. She fingered his shaft, feeling the smooth flesh. With a big breath in, Dilly let her lips make contact with the tapered head.

“Mmm, suck it, Beth.”

Ryan shifted on his back as his older sister, rather than his date, moved forward and swirled her tongue around the engorged head of his dick. She gulped as she decided to trail down the underside of his stalks to the root, before gliding back up to the tip again. She glanced at an impressed Beth and then took the helmet into her drooling mouth. Beth nodded her own head as guidance to Dilly who attempted to copy her motions. Dilly sucked in her cheeks and felt her head start to swim as Ryan’s spongy glans swelled and pulsated inside the warm cave of her mouth.

“Wicked!”

Dilly began to slurp on her brother’s cock, treating it as if she were sucking a lollypop. Her hand squeezed his shaft as she dribbled spit down to his balls. Her throat tightened as she drove down further. Mistake! His thick girth made her choke and more saliva spewed out and forged several strings that connected her mouth to his bell end.

“Hey, I…”

“Don’t open those eyes!”

Beth pushed Dilly down to the foot of the bed as Ryan sat up.

He laid back as Beth took the reins and she quickly took hold of his cock and stroked it hard. Dilly stepped up from her crouched position, trying to keep the memory of her brother’s knob in her mouth. She slinked back to the door and watched with some amount of jealousy as her brother’s cock jerked violently and he ejaculated with a series of spasms, spurting several loads of cum onto Beth’s tits.

She hurried back to her room and fucked herself to sleep with her vibrator.

x

“That was insane! I mean, all Ryan had to do was open his eyes and we would have been fucked.”

“I know. Aren’t we naughty!”

Dilly rolled her eyes as she marched up and down in the kitchen the next morning.

“I can’t believe it. I held my first hard cock in my hand. I had my first cock in my mouth! I want more. I need to get laid. Please, Beth. Don’t you know ANYONE I can hook up with?”

Beth shrugged.

“Sorry, babe. Boys are so fussy, you know? They all want fucking Taylor Swift or a Kardashian. Plus, the…you know.”

“The glasses,” they both said at the same time.

“Plus, the, er.”

“The hair!” They chorused as Dilly fingered her wiry ginger curls.

“If I don’t get a shag soon, I don’t know what I’ll do. I mean, I’m ready. I lost my hymen ages ago thank to my vibe.”

At that moment, a sleepy looking Ryan entered and went to the fridge. Both teenagers stared at the seemingly innocent looking boy clad only in a very tiny pair of briefs. Their eyes zoomed in on his big bulge that was barely contained in his skimpy underwear. He turned to them as he tilted a bottle of milk to his mouth. The girls watched in abject silence as he let milk run down his chin and throat to his gently rising chest.

“What?”

He asked. Dilly tried to look nonchalant Girne Escort as she stared at the erotic sight of his upper body becoming runny.

“Ryan. Could you at least put some trousers on?”

“Why? I’m not going over to Dean’s place till later. Chill out, sis.”

He came face to face with his sister. So close was he that his tackle almost touched her front. Did he have no idea that she had sucked his cock only a few hours before? That his bold masculinity was somewhat of a distraction?

“Okay. See you later, Beth.”

He kissed her and left. His tight buns peeking out of the briefs behind him had Dilly salivating.

She looked at her best friend and the penny dropped.

“RYAN!” They chirruped.

“Wait, wait. Are we seriously suggesting I fuck my brother? And he would never consent, anyway.”

“I know, I know. We have to dupe him. I think you’ll agree that Ryan isn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer.”

“I know, poor baby. If he had another brain it would be lonely.”

“Let me give this some thought. I’ll get back to you.”

x

They made their move on the following Saturday. All three had spent the evening at the nearest pub, making sure that Ryan had consumed three pints of lager to make him lightheaded enough to be manipulated.

Back at the house, he and Beth excused themselves and retired to his room. Dilly was to wait a half hour and then join them.

“I…I’m scared, Beth.” Dilly had confided to her friend earlier.

“You can still back out. Only you can decide what to do.”

Dilly duly made her choice to continue. She entered the room in the buff and saw Beth fellating her brother. Ryan was on his back with a Tottenham Hotspur scarf around the top half of his head. With his vision denied, the naked boy laid on his back at the very edge of the bed. Dilly looked at her brother, noting how good his erection looked on Beth’s fist. It was completely hard, standing tall at seven inches and decidedly veiny.

The tingling sensation between Dilly’s legs made her heated and moist as Beth motioned for her to come forward.

“This is gonna be so good. Don’t touch that scarf, and I’ll make your cock explode.”

“Okay, Beth. I’m all yours.”

Dilly saw her friend put her index finger to her lips to indicate silence. The bespectacled virgin climbed onto her brother’s lap and steadied his swaying prick. At last, she was about to have sex. About to fuck her younger sibling, actually. Beth watched Dilly settle her curvaceous frame on top of Ryan. Dilly looked down and wetted the entrance to her pussy tingled with the uncovered helmet of her sibling’s dick. She inhaled through flared nostrils as her backside made contact with his upper thighs and his log split her folds open.

“You ready?” Asked Beth, as she egged Ryan on.

He grunted and shifted on his back as his muffled voice said yes.

Dilly stayed still, embracing the moment of having a big cock head just inside of her cunt. NOTHING like a vibrator at all. She pulled her hand away and let gravity take it’s course. Her pussy stretched as she sank down, and inch by yummy inch, she allowed him to enter her muff.

She looked to her left to see Beth nod in support as her pussy gripped her brother’s shaft.

“Like how that feels, Ryan?” Wondered Beth.

“Holy shit! You’re so tight!”

Dilly covered her mouth to stifle a shriek of delight as she began to move her hips up and down. Her glasses slid down her cute nose as she placed both hands on Ryan’s chest. There was no pain, no soreness, just a feeling of pressure of having a stuffed pussy.

She smiled in blessed relief as she rode her brother’s dick, impaling her tight little pussy on his gorgeous and very stiff cock. Beth was highly impressed at how Ryan’s sizeable cock glided in and out of his sister’s snatch. It was really a hot sight, and Beth began to frig her own dripping pussy.

“You love this, don’t you?”

“Uh, huh!”

“Tell me.”

“I love…fucking your tight cunt.” Murmured Ryan as he wrestled with the scarf over his eyes. “This is the best fuck I ever had.”

“No peeking. You won’t get the true sensation of my tight little cunny, otherwise.”

Beth giggled as Dilly tried he best to smother her moans of utter pleasure. Her big tits were bouncing now as she merrily slammed up and down, fucking her brother enthusiastically as if this were an everyday occurrence.

Her ginger pubes were dappled with her love juices and the lube she had applied earlier.

Ryan was ecstatic. His cock felt so good, gripped as it was by the tight walls of the pussy sucking him in.

“Mmm, hmm!”

Dilly groaned as she ground down again and again, pressing her clit into her sibling’ pubic bone as her pace increased. Unable to contain herself, she dropped her body on top of him, hammering onto the entire length of his cock.

“Beth?”

The ruse was up as Ryan removed the scarf. He looked directly into his sisters eyes as he realised it was she on top of him and not his girlfriend.

“Dilly? Dilly! What the fuck!”

Beth came to his face level as Dilly sat up and stopped in mid stroke. Still fully impaled on her brother.

“What’s the game? Get the fuck off!”

Dilly huffed and shunted her pelvis back and forth, sliding along the superb cock inside her.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

A Letter to my Parents Pt. 03

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Babes

Note To All — No one in this work of fiction is under the age 18. It is not implied, inferred, suggested, or endorsed by this author.

A Letter to My Parents, Part 3 —— Dad Responds

Daughter – Sabrina, age 18, 5’7′ 125, blonde hair, blue eyes, 36B-24-34

Mom – Jenna, age 40, 5’8″ 125, blonde hair, blue eyes, 36D-26-36

Dad – Tom, age 40, 6’2″ 195, sandy brown hair, blue eyes

Sabrina,

I must say that your email caught me off guard and I have to admit that I’m extremely flattered that you think of me and your Mom in such an intimate and loving manner. You’ve grown into such a beautiful, outgoing, intelligent, and sensible woman and I can’t help but love you more and more as each day passes. I would consider it an honor to be your lover, your boyfriend, your best friend, and your “husband”. Although, we know we can never marry legally, you, your Mom, and I can carry on as a threesome “married” couple. Nothing would make me happier.

As part of our new lifestyle, I think it would be best if we relocated to a place where people don’t know us, perhaps another city or state. It’s obvious that anyone that knows us, and Girne Escort that’s a LOT of people, where we live now would certainly not approve of our situation and moving to a new locale would be perfect for us to be loving and affectionate as a threesome in public as well as at home. Your Mom and I are nudists when you aren’t around but we hope you welcome the idea of being a nudist with us at home so we can enjoy each other whenever and wherever, in the house, we want.

To think you and I used to snuggle on the couch with our clothes on, think about how erotic and wonderful it’s going to feel snuggling nude. I have also ordered a larger king size bed since the three of us will be sleeping together beginning when you get home. Having the two women I love more than anything naked, skin to skin, next to me, on me, under me —- the possibilities with me, your Mom, and you are endless.

Your Mom and I are going to explore every single inch of you, leaving no part of your beautiful body untouched. We are going to spoil your body rotten. I’m most looking forward to pleasing your pussy with my tongue. I can eat your Magosa Escort Mom’s pussy and asshole for hours, literally, and I look forward to doing the same to you. I want you to feel all of the sexual energy your Mom and I share. Using my mouth, my cock, my hands, my body, and your Mom’s toys on you is something I’ve been thinking about non-stop since your email to us telling us how you felt about us. Your Mom has become a bit of a nympho and hasn’t been able to keep her hands, her pussy, her breasts, or her mouth off of me since she first read the email from you.

I can’t wait to deflower your 18 year old pussy. I’m going to be so gentle with you because I don’t want your first time to be unpleasant. I am a man who loves a lot of foreplay. I want you so relaxed, so unencumbered, so wet, and wanting me inside of you when the time comes to slide my cock into what I, at this point, can only assume is a pleasant looking, smelling, and tasting pussy. Your Mom has expressed a desire to help me eat your pussy before you and I make love because she wants to to taste you and have our tongues dance together on and in your Lefkoşa Escort pussy before the wonderful act of lovemaking between me and you will commence.

You and I are also going to be partners in pleasing your Mom. My tongue in her ass, your tongue in her pussy, moving together to make her cum — what a wonderful thing to imagine and come to fruition. Or my cock in your Mom’s ass while you eat and suck on her pussy —- that’s something I think would be so delicious for us to experience. Gosh, the possibilities are endless and I look forward to trying everything we can imagine.

We want to make love to you all over the house, outdoors, and anywhere we feel the urge to show each other how much we truly love each other. I know you still have about five weeks left on your trip and I hope you’re enjoying yourself. I also hope you’re looking forward to coming home and becoming the love partner to me and your Mom that you desire to be and that we desire as well. I’ll text you as soon as I send this response to this email so that you can check your email when you have a chance.

See you soon my love.

I love you!

Dad

————-

Hi everyone. Please rate my story and comment letting me know what you think.

Still to come – Part 4 and the conclusion – Sabrina returns from her trip overseas. It will be substantially longer because of the different scenarios I’ve been planning in my head and typing them all out.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32