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I have had to put emails 5 and 6 together due to email 5 being too short to submit on its own.

It isn’t much but it is important to what happened with my son so I have included it.

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Email 5 – Thursday 15th January – Thursday Morning? ?

Yesterday morning, I was showered but still in my dressing gown, as I had a day off and I was in the hall, waiting to see them all off to work.

Colin and Sam were at the front door just getting ready to leave when Tom came down the stairs.

Colin said “Why are you always last out the door, you’ll be late for work.”

I smiled as I said “Do I need to check if the bathroom is clean?

He went red and said “No.”

Colin said “Why would you need to do that?”

I looked at Tom and said “Because some people leave it messier than others.”

He blushed a deeper shade of red but looked me straight in the eye and said “No, it’s fine.”

I smiled at him and said “Good.”

Colin shook his head and said “You and your cleaning. We’ve got to go.”

With that he kissed me and he and Sam went out to the car.

I left Tom in the hall putting his coat on as I went up to my room to get dressed.

I was just stepping into my knickers when Tom knocked on my door.

I said “Wait a minute,” but he opened the door and walked straight in. I only just managed to pull them right up as the door opened and I exclaimed ” Tom, I’m not dressed!” as I quickly tried to cover my bare tits with my hands as he stood there looking.

He said “I’m sorry but I can’t wait, I’ll be late for work. I just wanted to know if the bathroom was clean enough for you.”

I was standing there wearing nothing but my knickers with my hands over my tits as Tom just stood there, blatantly looking me up and down.

I was shocked and all I could think to say was “I haven’t checked yet but I’ll let you know if it’s not. Now can you please leave so that I can get Alanya Zenci Escort dressed!.”

He just stood there, giving me one long, final look up and down and nodded. Then he closed the door, went downstairs and left.

I just stood there, shocked.

My son had just deliberately walked in on me, knowing full well that I was getting dressed and he had looked me up and down with no embarrassment at all – not once, but twice!

I know that I have wanted him to look and that I’ve been teasing him but this time, it felt like he was totally in control and knew EXACTLY what he was doing.

I confronted him about it that evening and I asked him what did he think he was doing walking in on me like that?

He just shrugged his shoulders and said that he thought I would still be in my night clothes and as he had seen me in them the other night when we talked, he didn’t think it would matter if he saw me in them again. He said that I wasn’t showing much more than when I had been in my nightie anyway.

I didn’t know what to say to that, apart from I’d rather he didn’t walk into my bedroom when the door was shut, as he didn’t know what I would be doing and I didn’t walk in on him when his was shut.

He said he was sorry and he wouldn’t do it again.

Why on earth did he do that?

Do I say something else to him about it when he gets home later?

Help me, I’m really confused now lol.

Email 6 – Tom’s Room Sunday 31st January ?

Last Sunday morning took a strange turn, I can tell you.

I was still in my nightie and dressing gown as usual and Colin and Sam were both in the lounge so I thought I’d give myself a little thrill and tease Tom.

Nothing much, just a little glimpse of my tits in my nightie as he seemed to like that view lol.

So I went up to collect the dirty washing as usual.

I loosened my dressing gown as I got to the top of the Alanya Manken Escort stairs and then I knocked on Tom’s bedroom door and I said “Tom are you up, I need your dirty washing.”

He replied “Fine, come and get it.”

I walked in and I gasped as I looked at Tom lying on his bed. He was lying on his side on trip of his covers facing me looking at his laptop which was beside him on the bed.

What had made me gasp was that he was only wearing his Calvin Klein boxers and they were always tight on him. So tight that I could clearly see the bulge of his erection which he was sporting!

He looked at me but said nothing.

I actually felt myself starting to blush as it was obvious he had caught me looking at his cock.

I walked over to his laundry basket, opened it and leaned forward and reached down to get his washing.

I stopped as I saw a pair of his boxers laying on the top of the pile. They were covered in cum stains.

I looked at Tom and he was looking at me.

He said “What’s wrong?”

I shook my head but said nothing.

He said “You look better like that.”

I looked down and I saw that my dressing gown had opened and the whole front of my nightie was now showing and where I was leaning forward, a large part of my breasts were now on display.

I pulled it closed instinctively and laughed as I said “You shouldn’t be looking, I’m your mother.”

Tom said “So? What I actually meant was you look better in your nightie than in your dressing gown. It makes you look frumpy.”

I leant forward again and I started to pull his washing out of the basket. My gown fell open again but this time I let it.

He was watching me as I was doing it.

I stood up and faced him with his washing in my arms just below my breasts. I said “What do you mean I look frumpy?”

He said “I didn’t mean it horribly.”

I said “Well it doesn’t sound Alanya Anal Escort very nice, so what do you mean frumpy?”

He said “It makes you look older.”

I said “Older?”

He nodded and said “I just think you have a great figure and you don’t need to wear it.”

I was surprised he would come out and say something like that and I said “Well thank you but I think I do, I can’t go around the house in just my nightie, your father will think I’ve gone mad.”

He said “So only wear it when he’s here then.”

I said “What?”

I kept glancing down at his cock, I couldn’t help myself and Tom knew it.

He said “Don’t wear it when its just us, you look much better without it.”

I said “Don’t be silly Tom, I can’t wear just my nightie.”

He said “Why not, you were wearing just that the other night when I came down.”

I said “I know but that was when I thought I was going to be alone.”

He said “Well you would be alone, apart from me.”

We looked at each other and then he did something that had my pulse soaring and my blood racing.

He reached down and pulled his erect cock away from himself through his shorts! He didn’t take it out but the shape of it was obvious.

I couldn’t help glancing down as he did it and I felt my cheeks start to burn!

Then he said “It would be our secret.”

This wasn’t going as I had planned at all and all I could think of saying was “Any more dirty washing?”!!

He just shook his head as he looked at me so I turned and walked to his door.

He said “Will you think about it?”

Without turning round I said “Do I really look frumpy in it?”

He said “I think so.”

I said “Then I’ll think about it.”

I went downstairs into the kitchen and I thought about what had just happened. My attempt at teasing seemed to have been turned on its head!

Tom seemed so in control then, he seemed to know exactly what he was doing and saying. His blatant pulling at his cock shocked me. What has he been, is he thinking?

And my son had just told me not to wear my dressing gown when we were alone – and I had more or less agreed!

This was taking a turn I never expected and my heart was pounding like a stream train!

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Allow yourself to escape from the cares of the world you are in and enter a world that will refresh your mind, body, and spirit. You are now entering this world through your mind and visualizing the happenings in this mysterious world.

In a far away galaxy from that of the Earth’s, lies a planet named Eroticas which is surrounded by other distant planets. These are very colorful and opulent worlds much different from those of the Earth’s galaxy, although there are some similarities. Planet Eroticas has a nearby twin planet named Ecstasia. These planets are very rich in beauty and substance. The plants and vegetation are plentiful and flowers grow to enormous proportions. The entire atmosphere is filled with their wonderful fragrances. There is no such thing as pollution here. Animals do not feed on other animals. A population of beings similar to humans dwell on these planets having different gifts and all possessing the ability to fly at will. these people never grow old and pass away, however they are born and grow up into adults. There are males and females just like on earth and having basically the same body forms as people of Earth.

There was a young female named Saria who lived on planet Eroticas. She was very beautiful and graceful. She was 20 years of age which is just becoming an adult in this world. The people of this world reach full maturity at the age of thirty, afterwards remaining the same height and retaining the same youthful appearance. Girls pass the flower of age at 15, but it is common for many of them to remain virgins up Alanya Sarışın Escort unto age 30.

Saria was becoming very curious about what it would be like fall in love and to have her first experience with an Andron, which is what males are called. She was desiring an Andron to love and be loved by. Beings from nearby planets sometimes visit and begin dwelling on other planets.

Saria was walking one day and enjoying the scent of her favorite flowers when an Andron suddenly flew in from Planet Ecstasia, landing in an area of the flowers. Saria only saw that someone had flown into an area of the flower garden. She walked softly to the area to get a glimpse. The Andron did not see her as he flew in. Saria peeked around a large petal to get a view of the Andron. He seemed to be enjoying the scents of the many flowers in this field and savoring the lush beauty of the twin planet of his native home in which he had seen for the first time.

While gazing upon him, Saria guessed that he was from Ecstasia and was excited that he was there. He heard her behind the flower petal and greeted her. She came from behind the flower and greeted him. She asked him his name. He replied, “Naires.” He asked her for her name and she said, “Saria”. He was astonished at how beautiful she was even in a world of beauty. He expressed to her how beautiful she was to him. They began walking together and talking about their lives and sharing thoughts with one another. They began spending a lot of time together everyday. They would go on jaunts Alanya Şişman Escort and fly around the world exploring its beauty and inhabitants. They spent a lot of time talking and getting to know each other. They grew very fond of each other.

One day, they were flying over the lands. They soon landed in a meadow and rolled around on the ground, laughing and playing. Saria, while laughing, ran in the meadow as Naires gave chase. As Naires caught up with her, she fell onto the ground and he fell on top of her. They both smiled as they looked into each other’s eyes. All of a sudden, the playful giggling became quiet and they were still. With a slight nervous excitement, they moved their lips closer. They were both in a state of passion as they had never felt before. Their hearts began beating faster. He gently wrapped his arms around her. She slowly placed her arms over his shoulder and rested her eyelids. They savored of one another. Naires gently kissed her on the lips and began caressing her.

They were very aroused. She recieved him with her lips and their tongues began to dance. Saria moaned so passionately, having never experienced these feelings before. Passion was burning deeply within her. Naires was feeling very aroused as well. He wanted to be with her forever. He kissed her neck and shoulders, sending chills through her. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear that he loved her and wanted to be with her forever. She moaned, “I want you always also.” He kissed her breasts, then began licking and sucking Alanya Sınırsız Escort her nipples. She felt overwhelmed. She felt a press against her inner thigh. She began gyrating her hips as he ran his hands up and down her inner thighs and up to her soft mound. She moaned even louder, delightfully returning him affectionate kisses as he strummed his fingers across her pubic area. He freed himself with one hand and pressed against her mound. Saria was squealing and moaning, already about to reach climax. Right at that moment, he plunged deep into her love tunnel sending shivers up her spine. She felt the sensations go from her spine to her forehead and back down again. “Ooh!”, She cried loudly as he went in.

“Ahh!” she moaned as he came all the way out. Swish! He plunged deep within her again. They were both in nirvana. Saria pushed up toward Naires as he continued to penetrate her. They were then, frantically making love. They rolled over while kissing heavily and she got on top of him. She placed both her hands upon his chest and began riding him. She rotated her hips side to side and moved up and down on him. They put their hands together and he cupped her breasts with his mouth. Licking and sucking both of her nipples, he pushed gently up into her causing her to reach orgasm. She moaned loudly as she began to climax again and again. like a drop of water creates circular waves in a pond, so was the intense orgasms waving through her. Naires let out deep moans as he built up intensity. He gave out a loud moan when finally he exploded within her. She moaned in a very high pitched voice and collapsed on top of him. They both fell asleep while still in each other’s arms.

Naires made Eroticas his home. They fell very deeply in love and shared their lives together forever. There was nothing else they wanted more than to be together. They were very happy.

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Fictional Fantasies Ch. 02

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Dear Reader – Please read Chapter 1 of Fictional Fantasies first, to fully appreciate this story. Please do also provide your lovely feedback which will encourage me to continue publishing subsequent chapters!

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Waking up the following morning, the whole memory felt dreamlike and Meg might have questioned whether the entire event had actually even happened. Except when she raised her head slowly from her exhausted slumber, she saw four black silk scarves, still tied to each of the bedposts, offering her definitive proof. There was somebody out there in the world who knew her darkest desires, knew where to find her and could strike again at any point. He had made Meg come harder and more intensely than she had ever experienced before and, although she suspected his handle may well be Nimble Kimble, she didn’t even know what he looked like. The thought was thrilling and terrifying in equal measure.

For the first week, following that auspicious night, Meg was almost continuously sexually aroused. The stranger was at the forefront of her mind and each man she walked past, she wondered. Could that be him? Was it those experienced hands that drove me so proficiently to orgasm? However, as the weeks passed, Meg gradually, begrudgingly, tried to return to her normal life, accepting that the one amazing night she had experienced was sadly a one-off. She regularly logged into the writer’s forum to check if he was online, but to no avail.

A month later, Meg found herself back at the writer’s retreat, for the next installment in the set of writing weekends. Arriving the evening before classes commenced, Meg took full advantage of the swimming pool and spa before eating dinner alone and having an early night. She fell asleep dreaming of her mystery man, only to be woken later by the sound of items being moved around her suite. She slowly opened her eyes to discover she had been blindfolded. He was here! Her heart leapt in her chest, which was mirrored by a pulse beating between her legs, as she subtly pulled down on her hands. Predictably, she discovered they were once again tied to the bed, although her ankles remained free. Taking deep shallow breaths, Meg lay silently, trying to work out what the intruder was doing. At length, Jack made his way to the side of Meg’s bed.

‘Good, you’re awake,’ he said, the slight lilt of a Scottish accent noticeable. ‘I’m going to remove your handcuffs momentarily and then walk you across to the examination table.’ Meg took a quick intake of breath that didn’t go unnoticed by her captor. ‘Ah, so you remember this story? I thought it would be a good one to play out. Just to warn you though, I might deviate off-piste a little. I like to add my own ideas into the mix.’

‘What ideas?’ asked Meg warily, cautiously being led across the room in her visionless state.

‘I’m hardly going to tell you that, am I Meg?’

‘Why not?’

‘Because the anticipation and lack of control is what ultimately turns you on the most, isn’t it?’ Meg went cold and still. This man had worked her out to a tee, and she didn’t even know his name. ‘Well, isn’t it?’

‘Uh-huh,’ she admitted shyly. ‘What can I call you?’

‘How about Doctor?’ he replied. ‘Right, let’s get you out of your night dress and up onto the table.’ He assisted Meg in doing this and then secured her hands firmly above her head. As far as she could work out, she was laying flat on a table that had been covered in blankets, with additional padding under her lower back and bottom, which had the effect of slightly raising her hips. Her legs were free to move and she currently had them clamped nervously together, awaiting goodness knows what.

‘So, according to your notes you’ve been referred to me because you’re having problems climaxing.’ Meg gasped. ‘So,’ he continued, ‘I’ll be undertaking a thorough investigation to try and ascertain how we can help resolve the problem.’

‘This isn’t my story. That’s not what I wrote,’ moaned Meg, suddenly very nervous.

‘Like I said, my own ideas,’ repeated Jack.

‘Your own sick and twisted ideas?’ mumbled Meg. Jack laughed.

‘You ain’t seen nothing yet. Good, strong heartbeat,’ said Jack professionally, holding the cold round resonator of a stethoscope to her chest. ‘Very fast though. Take in a couple of nice deep breaths, Meg and try to relax a little. Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth…better.’

Avoiding her breasts, his hands moved down to stroke her ribcage, causing Meg to whimper.

‘So, just a couple of background questions first. How many sexual partners have you had?’ he Alanya Yabancı Escort asked. Meg froze.

‘Umm. Four,’ replied Meg cringing.

‘And the last time you had sexual intercourse?’ Jack asked, his hands moving down further to stroke her stomach.

‘Probably three years ago,’ she whispered shyly.

‘Interesting. I’m now going to undertake a series of tests. The first one is to test the sensitivity of your nipples,’ Jack continued. ‘So I want you to describe to me the sensations you feel, please.’ And with that, Jack ran an ice cube around Meg’s areola. She gasped at the sensation and the feeling of the melting water running down her body, automatically trying to pull her hands down from the tethered position above her head. ‘Describe the sensation please?’

‘Cold!’ Meg exclaimed.

‘Good. Now this one,’ continued Jack, wrapping his lips around her nipple and stroking his tongue across the tip. Meg flinched, not only at the amazing feeling of his mouth on her body, but also because he seemed to have taken a sip of hot drink beforehand.

‘Hot!’ she squeaked.

‘Good, and now can you describe what I’m doing please?’ And with that, Jack took her damp nipple between thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently in a circle. Meg groaned, incapable of doing anything except feeling. ‘Answer me please,’ he demanded, starting to gently squeeze his fingers together in a pulsing movement and then finishing by gently pinching and pulling the nipple towards him until it slipped out of his grasp, before starting over again.

‘God!’ moaned Meg at length. ‘Something completely fucking amazing.’

‘Are you feeling a sensation anywhere other than your nipples?’ he asked, switching over to manipulate her other breast.

‘Yes,’ hissed Meg, embarrassed. Jack smiled knowingly. He didn’t need to ask where.

‘That’s good,’ explained Jack. ‘For some women, nipples can become an erogenous zone because their arousal impacts the same section of the brain’s sensory cortex as when the genitals are stimulated.’ Meg was dumbfounded. Surely he wasn’t an actual doctor? ‘As your nipples are clearly capable of giving you such gratification, we should be harnessing that, so I’ll take the slightly unusual step of placing these on them, before we continue.’

‘What are you doing?’ shrieked Meg, as both of her nipples were pinched lightly, without the pressure being released.

‘Tweezer nipple clamps,’ replied Jack.

‘You can’t do this!’ exclaimed Meg, pulling down on her handcuffs.

‘I’m afraid that during a consultation such as this, I can do whatever I wish, without gaining your permission. They’re extremely mild and on the most forgiving setting. For now at least,’ threatened Jack. ‘They’re linked together by this chain,’ he said, pulling it gently, causing both nipples to be stimulated at the same time. Meg cried out at the intense feeling that rushed through her body.

‘You bastard,’ she moaned, writhing against her cuffs.

‘Just be thankful I didn’t select the vibrating nipple clamps.’ Jack was delighted to see Meg’s astonished face, suggesting she had no idea such a thing even existed. It seemed Luke was right about her being fairly innocent, despite her hobby. Jack shook the thought out of his mind and got back to the job in hand.

‘And now its time for the clitoral examination,’ he continued. ‘I need to ascertain where the most sensitive sections of that whole area are for you. Please bend your knees.’ He waited whilst Meg begrudgingly did so. ‘Put the soles of your feet together and allow your knees to flop open as far as they can.’ Feeling sickeningly vulnerable but ridiculously sexy in equal measure, Meg did as she had been ordered. She realised, no doubt by devious design, that because of the additional padding under her lower back and bottom, her knees dropped much further down either side of her than they would had she been laying on a flat surface, ensuring she was entirely exposed. She could feel herself embarrassingly wet and swollen and knew that even the slightest touch from him would cause very intense sensations.

‘I’m now wrapping a scarf around each inner thigh,’ he explained as he worked, ‘and tying it off under the examination table. This is to assist you in maintaining your position during the procedure, which you might otherwise find rather challenging. It also ensures I have unimpeded access, of course.’

Meg groaned with uncontrolled desire. Trying to adjust her legs, she realised her knees were tied firmly down. Worse still, the scarf was positioned over the top of her swollen outer Alanya Yaşlı Escort lips, opening her fully. It felt very unfamiliar to feel air moving freely against such intimate parts of her body, entirely susceptible to whatever he chose to do.

‘Good. Now, I’m going to touch you in two different places or in two different ways. Each time I do so, I need you to compare and let me know which gives you the most pleasure.’ And without allowing Meg a moment to consider what was happening to her, Jack got to work. Leaning down to Meg’s wide open lips, Jack ran his tongue firstly down the left hand side of her swollen nub and then teasingly down the right hand side. Meg immediately spasmed at the intense sensations, her knees naturally trying to close together but unable to do so.

‘Just say “first” if you prefer the first. “Second” if you prefer the second,’ pushed Jack, and repeated his previous movements a number of times. Meg cried out, experiencing further delicious aftershocks, jumping further as his stubble made contact with her inner thigh.

‘Meg, I really need you to focus,’ insisted Jack. ‘First or second?’

‘Second,’ croaked Meg.

‘Good,’ smiled Jack. ‘Now we’re getting somewhere.’

For what felt like an eternity, Jack kept her on the edge of orgasm, forcing her to compare and contrast different touches, methods and techniques, when all Meg wanted to do was scream with frustration.

‘Good,’ said Jack eventually. ‘I now have an excellent understanding of how you can receive the maximum amount of pleasure.’

‘I think I hate you,’ groaned a trembling Meg.

‘Hate is a very strong word, Meg,’ said Jack in a low, husky voice. ‘It suggests there is nothing further I could do, to elicit any stronger reaction in you than I have already. And I simply know that’s not true.’ And with that, Jack picked up a third clamp, also attached to the chain, and clipped it onto one of her labia. Ignoring her groans, he then pulled gently on the chain, stimulating all three sites at the same time. Meg screamed out at the mindnumbing intensity of the feelings swirling around her desperate, agitated body.

‘I was just about to remove the clamps,’ smiled Jack. ‘But if that’s the reaction they provoke in you, I’m going to have to leave them on for a little while longer. For research purposes, you understand,’ he added. ‘You can start to consider hating me about now if you want, as we move onto the G-spot examination.’

Meg could hear him moving items around nearby and her internal muscles clenched up in anticipation.

‘Of course,’ he said. ‘There has recently been much debate about whether the G-spot exists or not. You can read various scientific papers that argue it both ways. Happily, I’m here to tell you that it certainly does exist and I can prove it to you through the use of a G-spot wand. Let me show you.’

With that, Jack gently slipped a narrow vibrator-like device into a tense Meg.

‘You can relax, Meg,’ murmured Jack into Meg’s ear. ‘I’m going to be giving you an earth-shattering orgasm in a matter of minutes. Now,’ he explained. ‘The positioning is crucial. Let me show you.’ And with that, Jack gently nudged high up on her internal front wall. Meg felt very little.

‘You see, just there is too high, and just here,’ he explained, moving the wand much further down, ‘is too low. The sweet spot is right about here.’ He applied a little pressure and turned on a low level vibration setting, which gave Meg a warm, fizzing feeling deep inside her that slowly began to build. However, no sooner had it started, the feeling stopped as Jack removed the wand.

‘Why have you stopped?’ moaned Meg.

‘I’ve changed my mind,’ explained Jack. ‘I think this will be superior.’

‘What the hell is that?’ asked Meg anxiously, as she felt something wide leaning against her wet opening. As Jack gently tried to push it inside of her, Meg clenched up and fought against her restraints.

‘Seriously, how is that going to help?’ asked Jack sarcastically.

‘What is it?’

‘It’s an anatomically designed G-spot vibrator. It’s one of the models with a slightly larger in girth.’

‘Slightly larger?’ exclaimed a disbelieving Meg.

‘Meg, this is entirely your choice. But if you want to come, I suggest you relax because it’s this or nothing. Do you want to come?’ Meg nodded sadly.

‘Desperately. Is this payment for one of those ten minutes? You said I had to submit to you in the future as payment.’ Jack laughed.

‘No Meg, you don’t get away that easily. But nice try.’

‘But I’m submitting Alanya Yeni Escort to this.’

‘You have no choice but to submit, if I’ve tied you up, do you? So I don’t need to waste one of your precious submissions here. I’ve got much more interesting things planned for them.’

‘That’s not fair!’ replied an outraged Meg.

‘I’ve never played fair in my life, Meg,’ chuckled Jack. ‘And I’m almost always ruthless in bed, so you’re already on a losing wicket. Now, do you want me to continue, or shall I leave?’

‘I don’t want you to leave,’ replied Meg quietly.

‘So, how about you say “please help me to orgasm doctor”,’ he said teasingly.

‘Please help me to orgasm,’ she groaned.

‘Doctor,’ he repeated.

‘Doctor,’ she said through gritted teeth.

‘That will be my pleasure, Meg.’

And with that, Jack dropped his lips to her over engorged clit and, having processed every piece of information he had previously elicited from her, began a tormenting bombardment of her senses, interchanging the pleasure being given by his tongue with a slow and continual insertion of the thick vibrator. Each time he felt Meg nearing orgasm, however, he paused to prevent her from climaxing. Once the vibrator was fully inserted, Jack ceased his taunting.

‘How do you feel?’ he asked.

‘Why don’t you stop teasing me and just let me come!’ Meg shouted angrily. Jack smiled.

‘Probably because I’m mildly sadistic and I’m getting pleasure from watching you struggle against the power of that orgasm I can see burning within you. So, how do you feel?’ he repeated, gently kneading Meg’s taut skin which was clenching the base of the vibrator.

‘Dying of sexual frustration and more full than I’ve ever felt,’ she groaned into the darkness of her blindfold.

‘It’s really not that big,’ smiled Jack, acknowledging to himself that he was finding her lack of experience increasingly appealing. ‘I’m going to turn the vibrations on now Meg. Just to warn you, it’s going to feel like a bit of an assault on your senses but try and let your reaction build slowly. Delaying your orgasm will intensify it tenfold.’

And with that, Jack turned the low buzzing vibrations on, allowing Meg’s one-way journey to Heaven to begin. Meg’s breath caught in the back of her throat as her body involuntarily clenched tightly around the massive instrument. The sensations were incredible and she could feel the strengthening approach of an obscenely powerful orgasm.

‘Try and control it sweetheart,’ Jack repeated as he gently nudged the vibrator inside her and slowly ramped up the unforgiving reverberation. ‘Keep breathing.’ Jack smiled as Meg desperately fought an internal battle with herself that he knew she would ultimately lose. Very soon. As her cries became louder and more frequent, Jack knew she only had seconds to go.

‘I’m going to count down from ten. You can come when I get to zero but not before,’ he whispered into her ear.

‘No, I can’t wait,’ replied a pained Meg.

‘Wrong answer. It’s just gone up to twenty,’ replied Jack. ‘If I think you’re going to orgasm too early, I will simply cease all stimuli until you’ve calmed down and then we’ll start over again…Twenty’

Panting from trying to control the intensity of feeling, Meg willed him to count faster. Eventually she heard ‘Five…Four…Three…Two…One.’ Meg took a deep breath, ready to release the wave of energy she was powerless to continue holding. As she did so, Jack said ‘Zero’ and at the same time, gently pulled on the chain that her over stimulated body had completely forgotten about. The most intense sensations sped unyieldingly around Meg’s body as the orgasm ripped through her. Each time Meg came, she inadvertently clamped the vibrator more firmly against her G-spot, pushing her straight into another orgasm. Each time she gasped for breath afterwards, desperately trying to recover, Jack wickedly moved the chain once more or nudged her clitoris with a gently rotating thumb, rocketing Meg straight back to the edge of orgasm and back over the precipice of pleasure. Jack teased her relentlessly, over and over, more, he acknowledged, than was strictly fair, simply because she looked so adorable; sweaty, blindfolded, restrained and roaring with a never-before-experienced pleasure that completely overwhelmed her.

When Jack finally let her rest, Meg’s body was so exhausted that she barely noticed him gently remove each clamp and suck tenderly as the blood rushed back around each sensitive site.

‘I did have an additional section of the examination planned,’ said Jack, softly stroking Meg’s hair. ‘But I honestly don’t think you’re up to it now. Maybe the doctor will visit you again some day, huh?’ And with that, he gently removed Meg’s restraints, covered her with a blanket and walked out of the room. Meg could do no more than fall asleep, blindfold still on, completely and utterly spent.

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My Sister’s Panties Ch. 01

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I get up early one morning to do some laundry, and as I’m going through the dirty clothes, I come across a pair of sexy yellow thong panties.

I know these don’t belong to my mom, these must be my sister Cassie’s.

I always found my sister to be sexy. I look to make sure no one is around, and then I hold the crotch of her panties up to my nose, inhaling her sweet scent.

“OH MY GOD! What do you think you’re doing?” I hear my sister’s voice say.

I look up to see her standing in front of me.

To describe Cassie, she just turned 19 a few weeks ago, she’s 5’10, she’s filled in all the right places, not fat, just curvy, she has long brown hair with blonde highlights, and she has a 36d chest. And right now she’s wearing a purple bra and matching panties.

As for me, I’m 21, 5’9, with a bald head and a 10 inch cock.

“Cassie, I can explain…” I say.

“Save it, pervert…I saw you sniffing my panties, do you like that, maybe you don’t want to waste the effort, maybe you just want to smell my cunt…come on, Steve, drop to your knees and smell my cunt.” She says, lowering her panties, showing me her neatly trimmed pussy.

By now we’re face to face, and I can’t help myself, I take her face in my hands, and kiss her, she struggles to break free. When she does, she slaps me, this makes me kiss her again, only this time she doesn’t struggle to break free.

When I finally do break the kiss, she Alanya Suriyeli Escort looks at me with a look I can only describe as lust.

I begin to push down on her shoulders till she’s on her knees in front of me.

I begin to untie my lounge pants.

“What are you doing, big brother?” She says, fear in her eyes.

I open my boxers and let my 10-inch cock pop free.

Slowly I begin to wipe the head across her mouth.

She looks up at me, refusing to open her mouth. Finally, I pinch her nose shut, leaving her unable to breathe unless she opens her mouth. Finally, she opens up and I slide my cock into her mouth, I grip the back of her head and begin fucking her mouth.

I see tears rolling down her cheeks as I start to fuck her mouth faster.

“You like that, Cassie? You fucking whore!” I say, as she kneels there, giving me the finger.

Before long, I’m ready to cum.

“I’m going to cum…are you ready to swallow? UHNHH!” I grunt, as my cock erupts in her mouth.

I see her there, crying, refusing to swallow.

I actually have to pinch her nose shut again to get her to swallow.

Once she swallows, the tears really begin to flow.

“Why are you crying, Cassie?” I ask.

“Why? You just forced me to blow you, you sick fuck. I hate giving blow jobs, and then you called me a whore…I’M YOUR SISTER!” She says, crying harder.

I Alanya Türbanlı Escort help her back to her feet and wrap my arms around her.

“I’m sorry, Cassie…please forgive me.”

“Steve? There is one thing you can do that’ll make me forgive you.”

“What’s that?”

“You can go down on me, it’s been a while since someone has gone down on me.” She says, wrapping her arms around me and kissing me.

I take her by her hand and lead her back to her bedroom.

I kiss her, passionately before laying her back on her bed.

I spread her legs and get right in between them, and start by kissing her clit, flicking it with my tongue.

“Do you like how I taste, big brother?”

I move up her body and kiss her again.

“Do you like that?” I ask her.

“No, but, I’ll get used to it.” She says.

I spread her pussy lips open, and push my tongue inside her.

“That feels so good!” She says, gripping the back of my head.

I start to nibble on her pussy lips and clit.

“If you bite my clit, I’ll cum instantly, if not I could take up to an hour, so go ahead, bite my clit.” She says.

I bite her clit hard.

“Holy shit! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

I move back up her body and we begin kissing again.

“Big brother? Can we have sex? I need to feel a cock inside me. Please say you want to have sex with me.” Alanya Ucuz Escort She begs.

“Cassie, I don’t have a condom.”

“It doesn’t matter, big brother, I’m on the pill, and if somehow I do get pregnant, I want to keep it, tell me you want to be a daddy, Steve.”

I lean down and begin kissing her again.

I begin sucking on her breasts, biting her nipples.

“I love having my nipple bitten…bite them again, bite them hard.”

I bite them again, pulling them with my teeth.

I then take my cock and place it at her opening.

“I love you, Steve.” She moans, as I start to enter her.

“I love you, Cassie.” I whisper in her ear once I’m all the way in.

I take her hands and hold them over her head.

“That’s it, make me submit.” She says, wrapping her legs around me.

Slowly I begin fucking her, making her large breasts bounce.

“I love how your cock feels in my cunt…I love you…” She continues moaning.

I start to fuck her a little harder.

“You’re so gentle…so loving…I want to be your girl…make me yours!” She moans, as she orgasms.

I begin kissing her again, sucking on her bottom lip.

“Are you close, baby?” She asks.

“Yeah, I’m close.” I tell her.

I begin fucking her harder, faster.

With that, I cum, hard.

I collapse on top of her, kissing her again.

“We can’t tell mom & dad, this has to be our secret, ok?” She whispers to me.

“I know, Cassie…I know…”

“Go back to the laundry…but…be ready to do this at any time.” She says, kissing me one last time.

I get off of her, fix my clothes and resume going through the laundry, already thinking of the next time I fuck my sister.

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Author’s Note: All parties taking place in any sexual actions in this story are of legal age (18) or above. If you are not of legal age, or do not wish to read erotic material, please use the back button on your browser to leave this page. Similarly, if you are uncomfortable with incestuous relations, this is not the story for you. Everything in this series is completely fictitious.

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Stretching my arms above my head, it took me a moment to remember why there could be a warm body laying next to me in my bed, let alone why it was my sister. Then, memories of the past night came to me like something out of a movie – the DVD, fingering my sister, both of us admitting our love for each other. Yet for some reason, there was a part of me deep down that still felt like this was all wrong. I mean, I knew I loved her, more than I had ever loved anyone in my life. But couldn’t that just be because I knew her so well? Wasn’t it possible that I was mistaking simple brotherly love for the love of a man and a woman, destined to be together forever?

I rolled out of the bed, making sure not to disturb Catie’s sleep as I dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and running shoes. It had been a long-standing tradition of mine to go running early in the morning, more than anything to help me wake myself up. I never was a big coffee drinker, and while I wasn’t necessarily grumpy right off the bat, I was always better after a good run and a nice shower. I was just heading out when I heard my sister grunting her disapproval of seeing me leave.

“I’ll only be gone a little while, Catie. I’m just going out for my morning run, I won’t be more than half an hour max, promise.” I gave her a smile, not letter her say anything against it before I headed out. To be honest, I wasn’t in the right mindset to get into a talk with her yet; maybe once I woke up properly, I could set my mind to figuring out how my heart was doing. For now though, I was leaving the talking to my feet.

Sure enough, just as Catie had mentioned the night before, both of the cars were gone from the driveway. I glanced at my watch, and noticed that it was already 7 o’clock – about an hour later than when I usually went for runs, but still pretty early. Feeling the cool morning air on my face, I started remembering how much I used to love our old neighborhood when I was a kid. I went down the street, naming off in my head all the old families that used to live around us. By this point the only ones that hadn’t either moved or divorced were the Geoffersons, and I made a mental note to stop by there sometime this summer to see how they were getting along.

I reached the top of the first hill after about 5 minutes, and was surprised to feel a slight pain in my right foot. I stepped up onto the sidewalk, pulling off my shoe to see if I could figure out what was wrong. Apparently, it was time for me to get a new pair of running shoes, as the backs of my current ones were in such disrepair that they were cutting into my Achilles’ tendon, practically rubbing it raw. I slipped off my other shoe and my socks, walking back home barefoot, and a little disappointed. I barely used any time running, and spent absolutely none of it thinking about the situation between myself and my sister.

Opening the front door as quiet as I could, I heard someone rummaging around in the kitchen, and sure enough it was Catherine in all her raven-haired beauty. Somehow, in the 15 minutes since I saw her last, she managed to get up, and had started fixing a breakfast for (I presumed) the two of us. She didn’t hear me walk in, so I decided I’d sneak up behind her and surprise her. I wrapped my arms around her lithe frame, and once I was sure she wasn’t holding anything in her hands, trapped her in a bear hug and started spinning her around the kitchen. I may have been a little skeptical about the previous night, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t keep us both in a good mood while I thought about it!

“Well, isn’t somebody home early? What happened to Mr. 30-minute man, hmm?” Catie spun around in my arms, and didn’t give me the chance to respond before laying the most soulful kiss on me that I’d ever experienced. It was even better than the one from the night before — something I didn’t even think possible! — and ended all-too-quickly in my opinion. Still, just seeing the look on her face afterward was enough to make up for it.

“I’m, uhm…” I saw the corners of her mouth twitch, she was obviously enjoying the effect she was having over me. “I’m gonna need to get some new shoes before I go running again. The heels in these are worn out.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, something that was becoming increasingly more difficult the longer I looked at her.

“Goodie, that gives us a reason to go out shopping today! I was just making us up a little breakfast, just some pancakes and eggs, nothing special. Once we’re both fed and cleaned up, we can figure out what we’ll do with the rest of the day.” It never ceased to amaze me how much of a morning person my sister was. Not even 20 minutes since she woke Alanya Ukraynalı Escort up, and she was making plans for the rest of the day, for the both of us!

“Well, while you finish making breakfast, I’m gonna head up and get a quick shower in.” As soon as I said this, Catie’s head spun around so fast I thought it was going to snap off her shoulders. I cocked an eyebrow, trying to figure out what could’ve brought upon that reaction. “You ok Cat?”

“Yeah, I just thought that we’d wait to shower until after breakfast…” She quieted down a bit, turning back to the skillet as she flipped over the pancakes. “You know… together?” She said the last part more hopefully than anything else, and by that point I was feeling about as tall as the pancakes we were getting ready to eat. Here I was, wondering if what we were doing was right or not, and all she cared about was spending as much time with me as she could. Little did I know I was going to make the next mistake right after the last one.

Catie had barely put the pancakes and eggs on the table when I sat down in the chair opposite her, and said those 5 little words that always seemed to lead to something horrible: “Catie, we need to talk.”

She immediately slumped down in her chair, and I could see the tears starting to well up in her eyes. Oh no, I thought to myself, what am I doing? Catie’s happier than I’ve ever seen her, and I’m going to sit here and stomp all over that just because of some stupid suspicions? But I knew deep down that it wouldn’t be fair to keep this from her… and who knows, maybe once I got it off my chest, I’d feel better about the whole situation.

“Catie… what happened last night was nothing short of magical. I meant it when I told you last night that I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember, probably even longer. But we’re siblings, and what we’re doing is wrong!” I found myself involuntarily raising my voice, more out of anger at myself than anything else. “What do you think mom and dad would do if, God forbid, they found out? Not to mention our friends, the rest of our family, anyone! Brothers and sisters don’t go around doing these things, not normal ones at least.”

“Well who ever said we had to be normal? Look, Ri…” I could tell she was fighting to hold back her tears. “You may not realize it, but I could care less what mom, dad, or anyone says about us being together. Yes, I know it’s not ‘normal’, that it’s supposedly immoral and taboo. But I don’t care about any of that! All I care about is my heart, and my feelings, and they’re all telling me that you and I are meant to be together.” She bowed her head down, swallowing back a sob before going on.

“Last night… last night was the culmination of months of planning for me. I’ve been trying to think of a way to tell you how I’ve felt about you, how to tell you how much I love you, but I could never find the words. And now, now that I finally know — or rather, thought I knew! — that you feel the same way about me, you’re going to rip all that away from me because of what mom and dad think about it?!” Now it was her turn to raise her voice. “You know what I think about that?!” She was standing up at this point, and pounded her fist on the table, making me jump a bit. “FUCK mom and dad! I love you Riley, and I know you love me, but if you’re going to let what other people think about us get in the way, then maybe… maybe…” She shook her head, walking off out of the kitchen without even finishing her sentence.

I sat there in shock for 5 minutes straight, just staring at the stack of pancakes sitting on the plate in the middle of the table. I knew that everything she said was right. Mom and dad, if they found out, would more than likely be a little skeptical, but I doubted that they’d completely lose it. I mean, they’d asked me before I left for college if I had ever ‘done’ anthing with Catie, and almost seemed surprised when I said no. And yet here I was, using petty excuses to ruin the best thing to ever happen to me. Sometime during this train of thought, I heard Catie’s bedroom door slam shut, and a few seconds later the pounding beats of her stereo drowned out any other possible noises coming from there.

What stunned me the most was what she had said during her speech. Obviously, she wasn’t quite as innocent as I thought she was — she proved that to me last night. But as long as I’d known her, all 18 years of her life, I had never once heard her curse. Not while talking to her friends, not playing video games, not one single time. So for her to literally yell “FUCK mom and dad!” at the top of her lungs… that made me realize how stupid I was being. I stood up, running a hand through my hair, and wiped the solitary tear from my cheek before walking back to her room.

Her stereo had quieted down a bit, still loud enough to mask anything she might’ve been doing in there, but I was sure she heard me knocking. I waited a minute before the door opened up a crack, and she looked out at me with a perfectly explainable scowl across her face. Alanya Üniversiteli Escort “What’s wrong now? Here to tell me someone else who’d look down on us?”

I shook my head, looking down at my feet for a second before shifting my gaze straight up into her eyes. “Catie, you were completely right, as always… it doesn’t matter what mom, or dad, or anyone thinks of us. All that matters is what we think of us, and if we’re thinking anything like I am, then I hope you’re willing to forgive your stupid brother for the mistake of his life.”

I noticed the scowl on her face softening a bit, and she opened the door a little to grant me entry inside of her room. To her credit, this was the first time I could remember anyone outside of her ‘clique’ being allowed in like that. To put it simply, I was immediately bombarded by pink — pink walls, light pink carpet, pink bedspread, white dresser and curtains to offset it. You would’ve thought a jar of Pepto exploded.

I sat down next to her on the bed, my arm immediately wrapping around her shoulders. She looked up into my eyes, and it was obvious to me that she had been in here crying before I got there. “Riley… are you always going to have these doubts about us? You’re the only man I’ve ever loved this way, and I don’t want to lose you, not over something like this…” Her hands wrapped around my stomach, and I could feel her silently crying against my side. I cradled her head against my body, closing my eyes as I gently rocked with her.

“You helped me realize that my doubts were completely pointless. Because of what you told me, I don’t doubt our relationship one bit. I love you more than life itself Cat, and I don’t care if mom and dad make us move out onto the streets, as long as I have you with me I’ll be fine.” I kissed the top of her head, and I could’ve sworn I felt her smiling against my ribcage as she hugged me tighter. “I promise, from now on, it’s going to be you and me. Just like it should be…” She pulled her head away from my ribs, smiling wider than I could ever remember, and I reached down and wiped a tear from her cheek, smiling back just as wide. It’s a moment I’ll never forget; the moment I knew who I was going to be spending the rest of my life with.

“You know, we still haven’t even had breakfast… and we have that shower to take, too.” She looked up at me and gave me a playful wink. As amazed as I was that she could be thinking about that after all of this, I wasn’t about to deny her her one big request of the morning. Standing up in front of her, I held my hands out to help her up, and picked her up off of the ground to the point where she was forced to wrap her legs around my stomach for support.

“How about we skip breakfast and head straight for the drink? Those pancakes are probably cold by now…” I smirked and kissed her lips softly, nipping at her bottom lip as she purred in the back of her throat. Her talking was all it took to push any doubts out of my mind. I was finally ready to put everything I had into our relationship; and when she was ready, into my sister.

I backed my way out of her room, my knowledge of the only house I’d ever lived in more than enough to let me back into the batroom without any trouble. I set her down gently, our tongues still dancing in each other’s mouths before we finally broke to disrobe. It was about this time that I remembered — as much of my sister as I had seen the previous night, she still had yet to see me naked! Somehow, even after all of our talking and actions, I was almost feeling embarassed about the upcoming moment. But by the time Catie turned around to face me, all thoughts about that were completely torn from my mind.

There she was, my little sister, my Catie, standing in the buff right in front of me. I still remembered specifically that small black triangle above her pussy, but what had my attention at that moment were the two gifts from the heavens themselves sitting on her chest. My sister’s face may have been her best feature when she was clothed, but it was no match for the oh-so-perfect breasts sitting on display in front of me. They were small enough to not sag down her chest too much, but big enough to be more than a handful (or so I guessed!). The brown areola were probably about 2 inches across, but it was the nipples more than anything that had me mezmorized. It was obvious that she was getting aroused from all of this, and her nipples had to be at least three-quarters of an inch long, and they just screamed “Suck me!”

“Hey, Riley… you plan on showering in your clothes or something?” I finally snapped out of my trance, taking nothing more than my sister’s laughing to help me realize that I’d still yet to match her move. I pulled my shirt off over my head, and fumbled a bit with the belt before the heavenly voice of my sister interrupted. “Here, let me give you a hand with that…”

Before I could decline her offer, she was on her knees in front of me, pulling my belt out of the loops on my jeans. It took everything I had to keep from pulling Alanya Vip Escort my pants off and stuffing my dick into her mouth, but seeing as we had until mom and dad got back to ‘play’, I decided to just take my time, and let her set the pace… for now. She bent over further, untying my shoelaces before gently pulling the shoes off of my feet, the socks coming with them.

“Now all that’s left are these silly pants…” She kneeled back up to start pulling them off, but I put a hand out to stop her.

“I think I can do at least this much, sis.” Smiling softly, she stood up in front of me, watching me expectantly as I unsnapped the button, my fingers fumbling at the fly before pulling it down to the bottom of the teeth. I slid my pants down around my ankles, kicking them off so that I was standing there in nothing but my tented boxers — all the ‘action’ had really gotten my member worked up. Hooking my thumbs on the sides of my shorts, I saw my sister actually lick her lips as I pulled the waistband over my hips, and out over my erection before letting them hit the floor.

“Oh my God, Riley…” To be honest, this wasn’t really the reaction I was expecting. It wasn’t nearly the first time a girl had seen my penis, I’d had my share of backseat suck-n-fucks in my day. But at it’s longest, it only measured out to 7 inches, and that was being gratuitous. Still, I figured it was probably the only one she’d seen outside of a porno movie, so that might’ve had something to do with it.

She grinned up at me, licking her lips again, this time making sure I saw before she turned on the water for the shower, letting it get nice and warm. “So, are you and that beast going to join me in here, or am I gonna have to wash myself?” Never one to deny a pretty lady a grantable request, I practically jumped into the shower behind her, facing her back while she got her front nice and wet.

I wish I could say that we enjoyed a nice, leisurely shower while sharing our first true sex session, but it never got quite that far. I soaped up her back for her while she washed her front, my hands dipping down into the crack between her butt cheeks, and on occasion up to caress her soft mound before coming back out. She turned around to let the water wash the soap off of her back, and pressed her lips against me, her brests chrused between our wet chests as her hair clung to both of our heads. “Alright, your turn mister.” She gave me a wink as she pushed me in front of her, the warm water washing over me feeling nearly as good as the kiss I just got.

I could feel her hands through the washcloth, massaging my back just as much as she was washing it, and I had to admit it felt really good. It was the first time I had ever showered with anyone else, and Catie knew exactly what to do to really make me enjoy it. Wherever she’s learning this stuff, I thought to myself, I need to go and thank the teacher — or maybe punch his lights out. Still, I knew there was plenty more that I’d get to teach her myself, and after a couple minutes of her backrub, all thoughts were completely gone from my mind as I closed my eyes, letting myself fall under her spell.

Suddenly, I felt a chin resting on my shoulder, and I could feel Catie’s breath on my ear as she whispered just loud enough to be heard over the jet of water. “Maybe once we’re done in here, I can re-pay you for that gift you gave me last night, hmm?” To say I accepted her offer would’ve been an understatement. We both hurried in rinsing me off, barely taking the time to dry ourselves before running like the teenagers we were into her room.

She literally pushed me down onto her bed, turning around to close and lock the door behind her before running over and pouncing on me like a starving lion. I wasn’t quite sure what kind of “payment” she had in mind, but I wasn’t about to complain when my naked sister was laying out on top of my equally nude body! She slowly broke our kiss, her hand trailing from my cheek down my chest, her dark brown eyes locked onto mine as she smirked at me. I don’t think I’d ever seen a face that sexy before, nor have I seen one since.

“You made me feel so wonderful last night Riley, better than I’ve ever done to myself… I think you deserve a little reward for all your efforts, don’t you?” With my heart beating in my throat, it took everything I had just to nod in agreement as she kissed my neck lushly, licking a trail along the path her finger just took moments ago. I rested my hands by my sides, raising my head up a bit to see just what my sister had in mind, and looked down just in time to see her laying between my legs, her head resting on my hip, her eyes glued to my semi-erect phallus.

I took a few deep breaths to try and calm my nerves, but if she noticed she sure didn’t show it. She was taking her time examining my penis, which to her credit was growing larger just from her stare. Of course, it may have been in anticipation for what I imagined was coming, but by the time it reached it’s full girth, she had her hand wrapped around it, her middle finger and thumb bumping against each other as she raised her head straight above it. I bit my bottom lip to try and hide a moan, not wanting her to think that she was going too fast for me. I wanted her to take as much time as she wanted, and besides it was kind of fun to see my little sister so intrigued by something I always thought was so simple.

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“Please don’t kill him,” my sister pleaded.

“This bastard tried to kiss you,” he was choking under my hand.

We went to a bar to get a couple of drinks. This was making moves on my sister when I went to washroom, I was mad with rage, I dragged the son a bitch our side and strangled him.

“Hugo please,” she said.

“No fucking was sis, you belong to me, only me.” I shouted.

She cowered in shadows, she never saw me this angry. I sank my fangs into his throat and rip it apart.

“No, you didn’t!” She screamed in horror.

I didn’t feel any remorse, I was insane with anger. His blood started gushing from the wound, we needed out from there before anyone caught us. I grabbed my sister’s hand and ran into the night.

“You murdered him,” she shouted back in our apartment.

“Yes I noticed,”

“But why?”

“I love you, sis.”

“That’s no reason to take a life.”

“Just relax,”

“How the fuck could I relax, a man just did because of me. I am going to report this to police.” She said.

“Really Alanya Olgun Escort ,you will report me, your brother.” I stood up.

“Sorry bro, but…”

“Just go to sleep,” I ordered,

And she obeyed.

“A man’s body was found in an alley in downtown. I was clearly a murder, as the victims throat was ripped apart. The police have no clue to what or who did this.” The news reader said as my sister entered the room.

I stopped TV as it did nothing to up lift our mood. My sister stopped talking to me since last night.

I want over to her and kissed her under her eat.

“Stop it,” she said as I nibbled on her ear.

“STOP it, I said,”

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…” I muttered into her ear.

“OK, I love you too.” She resigned.

“Do you think police could find us?” She asked as she went over to make breakfast.

“I don’t know,” I admitted.

“I need to relax bro, I am soo stressed.”

I pulled her into my lap and started kissing her neck. She moaned softly as she felt my hand grab her breast.

“I love you,” she said huskily.

I Alanya Otele Gelen Escort put my lips on hers and slid my tongue in, she moved a little so as to be more comfortable.

I removed her tee shirt and started sucking her naked breasts. I will never get bored of that.

She stood up and remove her panties. I stripped looking at her savoring her husky odour. We kissed one naked body against another.

She dropped to her knees and took my cock in to her mouth. She got very good a giving blowjobs these days. She sucked on it till I came in her mouth.

We cleaned up and she continued making breakfast.

I went to the Fiod manor that day. I was shown in the hall by the butler who went to call his mistress.

I could never get over the elegance of the room as many times as I visited. The black marble floor, the tapestries and the windows.

Evelin Fiod entered the room as beautiful as ever, she smiled at me, a smile so charming , so seductive the he had resist the urge to jump on her right now.

“I did something,” I started.

“I know, it’s all Alanya Rus Escort over the news.” She said.

“I need help,”

“And why should I help you?”

“Because it happened because of you.”

“No, it happened because of your sister, you idiot.”

She walked towards me and kissed me on my lips, I returned the kiss with a lot more enthusiasm.

“No, time for this stupid foreplay,” said as she stripped me.

She dropped her robe exposing her lithe body. She pushed him on to the carpet and fell on top of me. I rolled over so that she is under me and I put my cock inside her.

“Where have you been?” Asked my sister as I returned home.

“Had a small job,”

“I had been worried out of my mind here.”

“Sorry sis”

“What is that smell? Perfume?”

“What?”

“You have been with another women,”

“But…”

She started crying. I put my arms round her.

“Will explain, please stop crying…”

At that moment somebody knocked the door.

I went to see who it was.

“Its the police, sir,”

“Shit, shit, shit”

I opened the door.

“I am officer Jones, I am investigating a murder, we suspect your involvement, may we enter.”

“Do you have warrant?”

“No, but we will get it.”

“Then you can go back to your station and fuck yourselves.” I slammed the door on his face.

My sister was standing there.

“Sis, we need to leave.”

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My Sister Paulie

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Hi, my name is Ryan and I would like to share my story with you. My family is typical to the point of being boring. My dad’s name is Paul and mom’s is Kathy. They both work even though the family could get bye nicely on dad’s salary alone. My sister’s name is Pauline and of course she was named after dad. We call her Paulie. She is 20 years old. At 18 I’m a year and a half younger than she is.

Paulie is married and her husband is serving in the Army. He is a Sergeant stationed in Hawaii. Paulie receives a monthly allotment from the Army and she also works at a local bistro type cafe, you know the type, to have a little extra money. Sometimes she works the early shift starting at 10:00AM, sometimes it’s the late shift to cover the dinner and after movies bunch. They are somewhat better tippers so she likes the late shift. I work at the local pizza shop with irregular shifts covering whenever I’m needed.

My story really starts with Paulie getting ready for work a few weeks ago. She was working the early shift and it was a little before nine in the morning. I came out of my bedroom to use the john but the door was closed so I knew Paulie was in there. So I went out to the kitchen to see if there was any coffee in the pot. It was empty so I decided to make some. Problem was that I could not find the filter basket. Looked all over the kitchen. I was about to give up when I called Paulie to see if she knew where it was.

I heard the bathroom door open and she called to me saying she couldn’t’ hear what I was saying. So I go down the hall and Paulie was standing in the bathroom with the door open fixing her hair. She asked what I wanted but I was a little distracted because she was wearing a pajama shirt, unbuttoned but not showing much, and panties. I could see the dark patch through the semi transparent panties.

After a second I told her I couldn’t find the filter basket. She laughed and said she was sorry that she had used it to drain some grapes and had put it and the grapes in the refrigerator. Ah ha, that’s why I couldn’t find it. She told me this while continuing to fix her hair and the pajama shirt opened and closed slightly across her breast but never really uncovering them. As I was still wearing the jersey shorts and tee shirt that I usually wear to bed and my dick was starting to respond I figured I had better get out of there in a hurry or I was going to be embarrassed.

I made the coffee and went back to my room to get dressed. As I passed the bathroom I could see the door was still open and Paulie was finishing up and putting her stuff away. I told her that the coffee would be ready in a few minutes and she asked if I would put some bread in the toaster for her. I decided not to change just yet and went back to the kitchen.

A few minutes later Paulie came in wearing a short pleated skirt and white blouse. The top three buttons of her blouse were open and her bra was peaking out. I started to wish I had changed out of the shorts as I was getting hard again. I couldn’t help notice her legs as she sat kind of sideways at the table.

Paulie was not being careful I kept getting good looks up her skirt. I could see the panties as she moved about having her breakfast. Leaning over for something her blouse gaped open and her tits were in full view almost to the nipple. We chatted aimlessly about nothing. With each of her moves I was drawn to her, first getting shots up her skirt and then down her blouse. Breakfast was forgotten by me.

This became our routine. On the days she worked in the mornings we would have variations of the same thing but each one different and better in my opinion. Several days later when I got up Paulie had left the bathroom door open and I could see she was again getting ready for another day.

I stopped to say good morning but the real reason was to see if I could get another look. She turned to me standing in the bathroom doorway and continued to brush her hair. The pajama Alanya Masaj Salonu top pulled open a little on each stroke of the brush and her nipples were just peaking out.

The panties rode low and just covered her pubic hair. As we spoke I stared to get a tremendous hard-on and didn’t try to cover it or turn away. We were just brother and sister talking. Then the pajama shirt pulled away and one breast was out. Paulie looked down but didn’t try to cover up. I, in all my wit and wisdom, mumbled something and went to the kitchen.

After she left for work I jerked off to the memory of her and how sexy she looked. The rest of the day was just normal stuff but I was starting to look forward to the next time. I spent the rest of the day kicking myself for not taking a chance and sticking around. After jerking off two more times that day my cock was sore but it was worth it.

For the next five days Paulie worked the evening shift and I didn’t get a chance to repeat our morning routine. But the next morning she worked early I was ready. I had been awake for a while when I heard the bathroom door open. I had been awake for about an hour slowly stroking my dick bringing myself to near orgasm and the backing off. After doing this several times I was about to come in my bed so I grabbed an old tee shirt laying on the floor quickly stroked to completion and shot my cum into the shirt as I thought about Paulie.

After cleaning up I jumped out of bed and walked down the hall rubbing eyes. Paulie was standing in the doorway, again brushing her hair. I said good morning and asked if she would like something for breakfast. She said coffee and toast would be good. But I couldn’t bring myself to leave.

I wasn’t going to cut and run like I did the last time. I openly looked her over going from boobs to crotch. The panties today were sheer and almost transparent. I could see her pussy lips plainly against the material. I wanted to touch and taste and today I wasn’t leaving.

Then Paulie turned to the mirror and continued to brush her hair. Bending over to pull the hair forward gave me an excellent view of her ass. I walked behind her as she straightened up. I could see her tits plainly in the mirror and I was getting full hard. I reached into my shorts to pull my cock up and put the head under the waistband. I think Paulie started to regret letting me get this close because she excused herself and went to her bedroom to get dressed.

I went to the kitchen confused and all confidence shaken thinking I had made a bad move and messed up a good thing.

Later that day I was home when Paulie came in about 3:00 in the afternoon. Still wearing the short pleated skirt and white blouse she looked great. I bet she got lots of tips in that outfit. Saying she was tired and hot she reached under her skirt and pulled down her pantyhose and panties.

Tossing them aside she commented how good it felt to get those off. I asked her to sit with me on the sofa and gave it a pat. She came over and as she sat she leaned against me commenting again on how tired she was. As she sat her hand rested on my leg and I casually let my hand settle high on her thigh but on top of the skirt.

We talked about the day and Paulie gave my leg a squeeze as a punctuation mark of some comment she had made. Automatically I returned the squeeze and let her skirt slide up a bit. As I looked down I could see there was a lot of leg showing and knowing there were no panties I was getting more excited. My cock was growing by the moment and was becoming obvious at my shorts were tenting badly.

It was almost like a choreographed dance. We knew we were in uncharted country as far as our family was concerned but neither of us wanted to turn back to safety. As we talked her hand would pat and squeeze my leg and mine would make little circles on her thigh with my fingers now touching skin. The pats, squeezes, and circles became more bold Alanya Masöz Escort and now with her skirt pushed up my fingers make contact with her warm pussy lips.

Immediately her hand slipped into my shorts and found my cock. Her hand felt warm as she slid the skin back over my uncut cock. My fingers found their way between her pussy lips that were wet with her juices. It was odd that now that we continued to talk and fondle. I could not believe what we were doing. It seemed that if we didn’t acknowledge what we were doing it couldn’t be wrong.

But then something suddenly did go wrong. Very, very wrong. Without warning Paulie started to cry and sob uncontrollably. Tears rushing, crying for some reason I didn’t understand. All I could do was pull her close and hold her and ask what was wrong. I could feel her breasts pushing against my chest with each breath. I didn’t know how to deal with this. Had what we had been doing upset her this much?

When the sobs finally cleared Paulie told me she had received a letter from Garrett, her husband, two weeks ago telling her that he wanted a divorce. He had met a girl in Hawaii and he was sorry but they planned to get married. He had told her that he would not oppose any conditions in the divorce and said he would come back home on leave and file with a local attorney to make the necessary arrangements. She could have what savings they had and he would make sure the allotment would continue until the divorce was final.

After telling me the story Paulie settled into my chest and finally the tears and occasional sob faded. I guess she had cried herself out because after a while her breathing became deep and regular. She had cried herself to sleep. I slipped off the sofa and lay her head on a cushion and lifter her feet so she could stretch out on the sofa. As I did her skirt came over her hips and I stopped to admire the sight of her pussy as her knee was slightly bent leaving her legs open.

After a short look I covered her with a small afghan. She slept there until mom and dad got home. I was careful to keep her covered and picked up her panties and panty hose and put them in her room. This was a complete shock to our parents when they came home and heard the story. Everyone liked Garrett and never thought of him becoming involved with another girl.

This event seemed to bring Paulie and myself together ever closer. Whenever we were together there was touching and holding. We went out for dinner and shopping together. I tried to be the big brother and give her some reassurance when her spirits were down. As the days passed we went to movies together and in the darkened theater our hands found each other’s and it was more like a date.

The following Monday when our parents were gone to work and the morning routine returned. I lay in my bed slowly stroking my cock thinking about how sexy my sister is. Stroking faster I could feel the pre-cum being spread by my foreskin.

I spread the pre-cum over my cock head with my fingers and then lifted my fingers to my tongue. I like the taste of my own pre-cum. I felt my cum rising from my balls and squirting onto my stomach. After several more strokes my cock started to wilt and I knew it was time to clean up the mess. I keep a dirty tee shirt handy at my bedside just for this reason. Mom is always telling me to put my dirty clothes away but she doesn’t realize what the shirt is for.

This time when I heard the bathroom door open and slowly regaining my hard on I walked into the hall. There was Paulie but this time the pajama top was open which was not unusual but there were no panties. It seemed that she was proud of her body and liked to be admired by me. It was a wonderful sight. Her ass was peeking out from the shirt hem and her breasts and nipples were a delight to see.

I slipped behind her and reaching around moved my hands to her stomach which I could feel tighten and I slipped my Alanya Öğrenci Escort hand down to pubic hair and further down to her pubic mound and then her open her pussy lips. Paulie pushed her butt back into me as my dick pushed against her ass. Then she reached back and with both hands pulled my sleep shorts down and my dick sprang out and into the crack of her ass.

Paulie turned her head slightly and kissed my cheek. I turned to her and we had our first kiss. As our lips touched our tongues met and the kiss released the passion building between us. I was still standing behind her and let my hands find the warmth of her body. From breasts to stomach, to ass, to pussy, my hands roamed at will.

Paulie reached behind her and pulled my cock into her ass crack as I bent my knees slightly allowing my cock to slide between her legs as she spread them slightly. My cock was now pushing against her pussy and my fingers were inside her spreading the lips. With my fingers I could feel the head of my own dick pushing forward. At this time Paulie leaned forward, reached between her legs, pushed my hand away, and guided my cock into her warm cunt. It wasn’t in deep but it was in. We had now taking our relation to a new level.

As Paulie leaned further over the sink I could see her tits hanging free and I could see myself in the mirror. My hands moved to her breasts and nipples. Taking them one at a time and rolling them between my thumb and finger being careful not to hurt her. My cock had now worked it’s way well into her wet and willing pussy.

Then all of a sudden Paulie straightened up and I thought she had changed her mind but I quickly learned that she was just changing positions. As she turned to me we kissed deeply and the erotic feeling of a sexual kiss with my own sister made it even better. Paulie pulled my shorts down to my ankles and I kicked them off. I pulled off the pajama top I had learned to love and it joined my sleep shorts on the floor.

Paulie now raised herself onto the vanity counter top and spread her legs giving me easy access to her pussy which was now spread open and the lips swollen, pink, and wet with her juices. I took my dick in hand and guided it back to that worm, wet, and wonderful place. As my cock slid in her legs continued to spread and now using her hands she was holding her knees high into the air. There was no modesty here; just brother and sister engaged in a wonderful experience of love, sex, and erotica.

As Paulie pulled me into her and rocked forward to meet my thrusts the feeling radiating through me was intense. The feeling of my cock sliding effortlessly into her wet pussy was such that I knew I couldn’t last long even though I had just jacked off a few minutes ago. After only as short time I knew I was going to come but before that Paulie pulled me into her with such force and held me there that I could tell her orgasm was near.

With one last thrust my cock was buried up to my balls in her and she was holding my ass preventing my release. Her orgasm came quickly with the groans and moans of pleasure we were both making. We both knew that this was an experience we would remember forever and would return to again and again. With her orgasm complete Paulie released her grip on my ass. Over and over I buried my cock deep inside her and pumped my cum into her again and again.

Paulie continued to hold me as I finished and then slipped off the vanity and came to me. We held each other close as the passion slowly faded along with my hard on. After only a few seconds my cock slipped from her as we continued to hold each other.

Paulie was the first to speak and we exchanged words of love and affection and then it was time to clean up. She actually thanked me for being there when she needed someone to love and to hold knowing her marriage was over. Our fluids had intermingled and smeared on the vanity top and now it was time to clean up.

We wiped down the vanity and then took a shower together. Again I got a hard on but Paulie laughed and said we had better save it for later. The shower was not sexual it was more love and affection. Paulie got dressed for work and I got ready to head off to the pizza shop for the afternoon. It was the best day ever but not the last for us.

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Fall Break

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So, I live in a co-ed dorm, and normally nothing happens. The resident advisors are pretty hardcore about making sure nothing raunchy unfolds. It is my junior year as a biochemistry major, and dorm life has always been boring as hell.

Fall break started today, and everyone was clearing out as fast as they could. Because I had a full-time job at DHL, I wasn’t going anywhere. I left campus watching everyone go his or her separate way, as I headed to work. The day was long, and the people were aggravating as usual. The time finally came for me to get off. I practically ran to my car and sped back to what I realized was an empty campus. On my way upstairs I saw a few friends loading up their cars with laundry and luggage. My mom was out of the country traveling with my little brother so going home was pointless. I went back to an empty room. My roommate left a day before break actually started, so I was on my own for the next 5 days.

I decided that instead of studying, I was going to watch TV. Being tired as hell, I dozed off as soon as I sat down. Time had passed all too quickly, and it was about 3 in the AM. Late night 90s sitcoms were on, and I needed a shower.

It was deathly quiet in the hall, which was rare. As I approached the hall shower it had tape over the entrance. Out of Order.

I called into the bathroom because I heard some clanking going on, I asked Rob, the maintenance man, how long it would take. He mumbled something that sounded like I don’t fucking know, and went back to work. I remembered that the next floor had a shower, but it was the girl’s floor. I didn’t want to hear anyone’s mouth, so I hesitated and when Alanya Grup Escort back to my room. Before entering, I decided fuck it, it is fall break, and nobody should be there anyway. The resident director was the only one on duty, and she was on the first floor, 3 floors away from the girl’s floor, and four away from mine.

I sat my shower stuff next to my door, and quietly crept downstairs. The floor was silent, and I slipped into the bathroom. Seeing that nobody was in there, I ran back upstairs to my room, grabbed my shower stuff, and went back downstairs. As I approached the bathroom I could hear water running. I slowly approached and saw a body under the water.

There she was soaping her body up as I stood and watched her. I thought about going back upstairs, but like I said, nothing ever happens in my boring ass dorm so I said the hell with it. She was tall and had a round ass and full hips. She had a flat stomach; with she had small perky titties and stiff nipples. She soaped her body thoroughly, almost like she knew I was watching. My dick began to tingle as it grew and stiffened. Her roasted almond skin looked like it was covered in milk as she washed the soap from her body. I recognized her, Kori.

Kori was on the volleyball team, and a music major. She was sexy as hell, my dick agreed.

I moved deeper into the bathroom when she turned and saw me. She didn’t flinch. She kept washing, keeping her eyes fixed on mine. After making sure all of the soap was washed from her body, she walked right up to me and grabbed my sweatpants. She pulled me into the shower water, and turned her back to me. She Alanya İranlı Escort rubbed her round wet ass all over my dick. I kissed the back of her neck, and moved down her back. I reached her ass and kissed and sucked on it, as moans escaped her lips. She arched her back, and her pussy peaked at me. I pushed her ass up and wrapped my lips around her clit. I felt it as it swelled quickly in my mouth and began to throb. I flicked it softly with my tongue, and she moaned deeply.

His mouth felt so good on me. I had seen him around campus, and at a few volley ball games. He was taller than me, which was pretty hard to be, me being 6’0. He had a hard slim body, and played soccer. He was milk chocolate and smooth. His name was Gabe, and we would speak here and there, but nothing serious. We had Advanced Statistics together, but he rarely showed. I can’t lie I wanted him. I wanted this. After pleasing my pussy, he turned me around and kissed me deeply. I tasted myself on him, and it sent a spark up my back. I pushed my tongue deeper into his mouth to get everything he had drunk from me. I kissed his chest and licked and sucked his nipples. I moved to his stomach kissing each muscle that was there. I pulled his soaking wet sweatpants down. His dick put up an obstacle, but I got his pants around his ankles. The water dripped from it has I took the tip into my hot mouth. I slowly moved it deeper into my mouth. It was a sweet and salty treat. As I put my hands on it, Gabe removed them, and placed them on his thighs. He took a hand full of my wet hair and fucked my mouth slowly and forcefully. My mouth was full of spit and his juices. Alanya Manken Escort He grabbed his dick, took it out of my mouth, and smeared it on my lips. My body felt like it blew up. I moaned as he continued to fuck my mouth slow at first then faster. He pulled me off of his stiffness, stood me up and turned me around. He rubbed his dick between my wet ass, and I felt the wetness splash out of me. He lifted my right leg, as I leaned on the shower wall. He rubbed the head of his dick between the silky wet folds of skin between my legs.

I moaned louder, and bit my bottom lip.

Her pussy was so warm and so wet. I dipped my tip into her wet entrance. Her pussy held onto my dick as I pulled it out. It made me feel out of control. I began pulsating my dick in and out of her slowly and deeply. She moaned softly, and softly called my name. I held her leg up, and began fucking her deeper. The wetness that surrounded and smothered my dick was immeasurable. She whispered fuck my pussy softly, as she looked back at me. And I did. I fucked her until I caught a cramp in my side. No matter, I fucked through the pain. She began fucking me back, throwing her ass and pussy back onto my dick. She was driving me crazy. We kept this up for while, until she yelled she was cumming for the 2nd time. The sugar she let off was all over me. She pushed me back and turned, dropped down, and quickly took my dick into her mouth. She sucked and licked slow and firm, until I grabbed the back of her head and literally exploded. She took in everything I gave her. I still stood there with my eyes half closed. She smiled, grabbed her towel, kissed me on the cheek and said she would see me in Statistics.

She wrapped the towel around her perfect body, and walked down the hall to her room. I just stood under the water until it turned cold. I took my shower, and returned to my room. Dorm life finally started looking up, and now I had a reason to attend statistics regularly.

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Exploring New Things Pt. 05

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Today was a bad day. I slept through two alarms, forgot my purse on the counter, and ran into construction on the way to work. When I got to work, I spilled my coffee… twice. I screwed up a report I was working on and had to go back and fix it, taking twice as long as usual (but thank god I caught the mistake before someone else did). Then, I had to halt an argument between two coworkers. I swear everyone has lost their damn minds. Nothing is going as it should.

You saw me late in the afternoon and noticed I was shaking. You stopped me and asked if I’d eaten today. I had to think about it. I was so busy I forgot to eat! I knew I wasn’t feeling very well but didn’t even notice I had started to tremor.

You had leftovers from earlier and handed them to me, pulled up a chair for me, and told me to sit and eat. I tried to brush you off as I was on my way to speak to someone else. You wouldn’t let me. “Sit,” you ordered. After a quick silent battle, I realize you’re serious and I finally gave in. When I took the first bite, I realized how hungry I was. I’m pretty sure I ate it all in under three minutes. Once I’ve had my fill, I look up with appreciation and say, “Thank you.” You respond saying “You’re welcome, now go to work.” I snicker at your reply as I head out the door.

I’m exhausted and I’m extremely tense by the end of the workday. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to deal with anybody else’s problems. I don’t want to go home and have to cook dinner and do dishes and laundry and pay bills. I’m just done.

You catch me as I’m leaving for the day and ask if I can meet you in two hours. I’m hesitant, I just want to go to bed and have a little peace, but I know that’s not realistic. I have a lot I need to do. It’s like you can see my internal debate. I’d like to see you, but it’s too much effort right now. You tilt my chin up so I’m looking directly into your eyes, “Trust me” is all you say. I agree to see you then.

I go home and start on all the tasks I have to get done. I actually accomplish a lot before it’s time for me to leave to see you. Knowing that I can come home and go to Alanya Esmer Escort bed directly afterwards helps me relax a little bit.

Its finally time to go and I’m already a little anxious. I have no idea why you want to see me tonight. Normally our meetings are planned ahead of time. I’m curious why you suggested it this evening when you know I’m not great company right now.

I arrive a few minutes early, as usual, and you’re already here too. As soon as I walk in, I register two things. The first thing is you’re still in your work cloths. Normally you head straight to shower and change after work. The second thing is, you’re sexy as hell in your uniform with your hair tousled like you’ve been running your fingers through it.

When you notice me standing there, you stride up to me. I start to ask what’s going on but “what’s” is all I get out before you slam your mouth onto mine. The ferocity of the kiss takes me by surprise, and I freeze. Your tongue sweeps over my lips, demanding entrance. That flick of your tongue jolts me into action and I open up to you. It only takes one kiss and I’m melting in your arms.

You’re not asking me for anything, you’re taking what you want. You ravage my mouth while grabbing my ass and squeezing me towards you. I love your aggressiveness. I’m lost in your lips, your tongue, your hands. Everything in the background fades. I’m not sure how we moved, but the next thing I know my back is slammed against the wall with your arms caging me in. The entire length of your body pressed against mine is intoxicating.

There are way too many clothes on. I need to feel your skin against mine. I slide my hand up under your shirt, feeling your muscles move as you grab me. We separate only long enough for me to yank off your shirt. As I toss your shirt aside, you pull my dress off over my head. You immediately kiss and nip down my throat while you reach around to undo the clasp on my bra. As soon as it’s undone, I drop my arms causing it to fall to the floor.

As soon as my large tits are revealed, you start to maul them. Squeezing, sucking, biting, Alanya Eve Gelen Escort and licking them. They’re sensitive and your ministrations cause jolts of arousal to shoot straight to my core. I moan with every graze of your teeth against my nipples. I grab hold of your head for something to hang onto. It’s wonderful, but I need more.

I reach for the waistband of your pants. I grab both your pants and boxers and yank them down together. The second they hit the floor, you kick them away. You don’t bother to pull off my thong. You just snap the fabric at my hips and jerk it away from my body.

We’re finally both delightfully nude. I don’t even get to look at you before you align your body with mine again. The cold wall against my heated skin sends a shiver down my spine. Your chest is smashed against mine and your cock is pressed against my lower belly as we kiss each other on every area of reachable skin. I reach down to grab your cock and you grab my hand, stopping me.

You grab my other hand and force them both over my head. You hold them there as you torment my body with your mouth. I can feel your cock pulsing against me with every kiss and nibble. My body feels like a live wire, just a little more stimulation and I’ll explode.

“Open your eyes,” you order. You tilt my chin up so I can look directly into your eyes as I open mine. “Turn around” you demand.

I move to follow your command, but apparently not quick enough. You let go of my wrists, grab my hips, and twist my body so I’m facing the wall. You me back towards you and press down on my lower back so I’m bent at the waist with my hands against the wall for stability. There’s no gentleness in your movements. You aim your cock at my entrance and slam into me. Pushing all the way to the hilt in one motion. I tense up and yell at the invasion, more out of shock than pain. You hold still for a minute so I can catch my breath. As soon as you feel me start to relax, you pull out until only the tip of you is still inside and slam home again.

“Yes!” I scream.

You thrust aggressively over and Alanya Evi Olan Escort over. I can’t do anything but hang onto the wall and take what you’re giving me. My brain is mush. All I can focus on is the delicious friction and force of your cock against my inner walls. Your grip on my hips is so tight, I might have bruises tomorrow. I don’t care. I’m loving your aggressiveness. I’m SO close! You don’t let up. If anything, your thrusts become even more forceful. Your cock is a battering ram inside my pussy.

You remove one hand from my hips, grazing your fingers up my body until you’re at my neck. I expect you to yank on my hair but instead, you reach around and gently place it on my throat. You don’t squeeze, you just hold your hand there. You don’t stop thrusting. Your hand on my throat adds another unexpected layer of arousal. Knowing you’re in complete control is freeing. In just a few more violent thrusts and I’m coming apart.

I scream your name in bliss. I’m drowning in waves of pleasure. My orgasm is so intense, blackness overtakes me. I don’t know if I’m out for seconds or hours. I don’t want this feeling to end. Every nerve ending is sparking in ecstasy. Slowly, the pleasure ebbs away and I return to my body. Just as I become lucid, I hear you yell my name. I feel your dick pulse and shoot liquid fire deep into my body. When your body calms and the last stream is complete, we both still, panting in our exertions.

That orgasm was so fierce my legs won’t hold me up anymore and we both collapse on the floor. I’d love to just stay here and crash but it’s not an option. After a few minutes, you lean over me and kiss me softly. This kiss is affectionate and sweet. I gaze up at you and our eyes lock.

“I know you’ve had a rough day and I wanted to help ease your burden, even if only for a little while,” you say.

“Thank you, I can’t tell you how much that means to me. And you did. I feel a lot better and certainly less tense,” I respond.

Your domination was just what I needed to ease my mind. I still can’t believe you were able to shut my brain off. Between that and the great sex, I’m completely at relaxed, at ease, and ready for a good night’s sleep. I hug you and kiss you back softly.

We both know it’s time to go so we get up and leisurely get dressed, sharing kisses and gently caressing each other as we go. When we’re both dressed and ready to leave, we kiss one last time and part ways.

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My Sister Cassie Ch. 05

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As the days got hotter and more humid, we found a new angle in sexual exploration. Some days the heat was oppressive. On one occasion dad was out of town on some errand, and mum had gone to our aunt’s for the day. Cassie and I saw no reason to bother with modesty. She wore loose cotton shorts and nothing else, I wore a pair of boxers. Despite being able to see her tits all the time, I still wanted them. I would never get tired of my sister’s nakedness.

She was getting ice cream from the fridge. As she closed the door I surprised her and grabbed her from behind, cupping her little titties in both hands.

She bent her head back on my shoulder and let me rub gently, cooing.

“Wil you ever leave me alone for long?”

“Hope not.”

She giggled. “Me either. Ice cream?”

“No, tits.”

She squirmed away and I let her go. I took a different approach: “How about ice cream and tits then?”

“Oooh, nice idea Mikey.” She popped the lid. “Not much left though.”

I took a finger-full and offered it to her. She sucked it off my finger then did the same to me. On my second offering she gently bit my finger as she licked the ice cream off it, smiling at me. I took two fingers worth from the tub and offered it again. She sucked it in as if she were sucking my cock.

I took three finger’s worth and touched it to her left breast. She squealed and recoiled at the coldness attacking her sweating torso so it fell off and dripped down her tummy. I laughed but got a quick handful in the middle of my back. I was slick with sweat in the heat and the frozen dollop mde me squirm. I looked at her, she saw it was on, and squealed as she tried to rush past me with the ice cream tub. No chance. I easily grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up. Her back to my chest. Our bodies were lubed with sweat. We didn’t have a working air conditioner so the whole house was hot. I jiggled her up and down against me then let her feet back to the ground.

I spun her around, grabbed a whole handful and forced it on her tits. She squealed and squirmed, laughing and swearing: “Oh you bastard. Fuck off. Oww! Let me go. Let me…”

“No. Want some more?”

“NO! get off me. Let me…”

I knelt and licked one nipple then the other. The ice cream there mingled with her sweat and I loved the salty vanilla. She held me to her as I licked it all off.

“Let me go you bastard.”

“You really want me to?”

“No.”

I took a small scoop of the ice cream and lathered it on her left breast then stooped to lick it off. She shivered as it hit her, then gasped lightly at my hot tongue. I did the same on the other side. Her nipples were very hard. The cold and the tongue did that to her.

She gently pushed me away. I was unsure what was next. My cock had pushed its way out the slit in my boxers and pointed at her. She exaggeratedly took three fingers of ice cream, showed it to me, then slapped it on the front of my boxers laughing like a maniac. Most of it hit the underside of Alanya Fetiş Escort my cock and I shuddered with the shock of it. Fire and ice.

She held her hand there, her palm on the bottom of my dick and stroked slowly.

“Nice?”

I murmured a yes.

Then smiling wickedly, “More ice cream little brother?”

This time she grabbed from the tub and enclosed my shaft with her hand. She bent and took the tip in her mouth and basically ate the ice cream off my cock. The base was cold and covered in ice cream, the tip was liquid heat in my sister’s hungry mouth. My knees buckled.

The ice cream gone, Cassie licked my length and stood up smiling like the cat that found the cream.

There wasn’t much left so I claimed the tub.

“Oh shit. What are you going to do with that?”

“I want to show you what freezing and melting hot are like together. It’s really sexy! Lose the panties. Lay on the table.”

“Not a good idea. Might get an infection or something.”

I had a better idea. I rinsed my hands and opened the freezer, tipping a couple of ice cubes into my palm and putting the tray in the sink to wash later.

“Water’s OK though, right?”

She nodded suspiciously and warily complied. Her thin shorts hit the floor and she stepped out of them then grabbed a towel and lay on the table on it, holding her calves to give me her open cunt. I took an ice cube and placed it at her opening. She recoiled as I rubbed it there.

“Is that hot or what?” I asked her.

“Mmm. Kinda, yeah sexy. Lick me?”

I needed no more encouragement. I knelt between her legs, then changed my mind and grabbed a chair bending to get my mouth close to her pussy. I put the ice cubes in my mouth then closed my lips over her pussy. Licking blindly, I used my tongue to work the cubes all over her slit. She wriggled and squirmed, squealing: “Too cold. Too much!”

I spat one out and crunched the other with my teeth and tried again. This time I had little chunks so I was able to lick with my tongue and move the ice around at the same time. But she didn’t like it.

“Sorry Mikey. It’s just too cold.”

I swallowed the now-salty ice but I wasn’t going to let her pussy off easily. I bent and lapped again.

“Oooh that’s better.”

The ice had cooled her fleshy parts but my tongue soon warmed them up again. She began the now-familiar heavy panting, moaning freely since we were entirely alone, her hips undulating gently in time with my tongue.

I put two fingers in her pussy and licked at her clit. She went wild. My other hand reached up her belly, slick with sweat, and grasped her tits in turn. She grabbed my arm and pulled. I stood, she pulled me down to her and we gyrated our sweaty bodies together, slick sweat making her tits slide all over me as her hardened nipples aroused mine to stiffness too.

She was hotter than I’d ever seen her. The look in her eyes was pure lust, animal, magnetic. She pulled me down on her Alanya Gecelik Escort with both hands and my cock brushed the outside of her melting pussy. I left it there to take in her heat and the electricity. I looked in her eyes, and she pulled me further down more urgently. My cock tip passed her outer lips and my mind went to pink fog. I couldn’t, but I had to.

Cassie made my mind up for me. Looking into my eyes she just nodded and pulled at me again. My resistance evaporated, and I pushed.

My cock sank into my sister’s pussy easily. I felt a brief resistance, then she stifled a squeal as something broke inside her and my cock simply went all the way in. I had just broken my sister’s hymen and now I was up to my belly inside her.

The slow gyrating of her hips told me it was OK. I held in there and didn’t stroke, I just pressed. She was soft, wet, hot, open. I was very, very hard.

Cassie closed her eyes and I continued my gentle pressing. I was lost in lust. I knew it was wrong – dangerous – to fuck my sister but I didn’t care, and neither did she.

I felt her increase the pace. She lifted her back off the table and rested on her arms behind her, watching as I fucked shallowly, and began to thrust at me. I matched the intensity. I fell on top of her as she lay back down, and now I took longer strokes inside her. She slapped my bum and moaned in my ear: “Oh god yesss. It’s sooo good. Fuck me now, make me cum. Make meeee… Oh goddd. Ah. Ahhh. Ahhhhhh!”

My cock felt her squishy wet flush as she came, grunting and heaving. I watched her tits jerk with her belly movement, watched her face contort like never before, watched her thighs shudder and her pussy accept my cock and close around it. My balls boiled, the hotness in my cock rose higher, and I knew I wasn’t going to stop.

I threw my head back, yelled “FUCCKKK!” and spurted. One/two/ three, four, five…six, then a seventh time. Cassie felt it and clenched, perhaps in another small orgasm. I was unable to think or reason. I was deep inside my sister, my cum was in there somewhere coating my twitching cock, but my mind was drugged and fogged beyond my grasp.

As it cleared, I reconnected with the sensation of my cock in Cassie’s warm wet cunt again and gradually came back to earth. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was jerking in sobs, but laughing and smiling.

“Oh Mikey! Why did we wait? Oh GOD that was electric! Huh?”

“Jesus Cass. I think I passed out on my feet. You OK?”

“Hell yes. If you move now I’ll cut it off. Just stay in me?”

“OK. Shit, I’m still rock hard!”

“I know. That’s my pussy it’s in, remember?”

“I’ll remember always.” And I meant it. Cassie smiled and laughed briefly.

“Yeah. Hard to forget your first even if it’s your brother!”

“Mmm. Jesus, I think I could go again…”

“Hold that thought…”

“Oh shit Cass. You let me cum in you. I’m still in there. Is that…?”

“It’s OK. It’s OK. Really. Alanya Genç Escort I have a surprise for you. I got myself on the pill.”

“For me?”

“For us.”

“Why didn’t you say?”

“Because of my experiment, remember? I wanted to know you needed to, not just that you would if you could. I needed you to lose control, whatever the risk, just to have me. Make sense?”

“Not really. I’m a bit disappointed I lost control though…”

“That’s the point. I wanted you to lose control and fuck me like you would die if you didn’t.”

“Mmm. OK, if you say so.”

“Um, help me up? It’s getting uncomfortable.”

“But I don’t want to leave your pussy.”

“Don’t then. Get behind me.”

I helped her up, she held the back of a chair while I fumbled my cock back inside her. She bent to help, her tits now over the chair rest, and then I decided to just fuck. No slow pressure, no buildup. Animal.

I slapped my thighs against her butt as I plunged. The chair rocked with the impact and Cassie groaned. My cum and her juices made sure I had no resistance, so I pulled back as far, and pushed in as hard as I could.

“Oh shit. Fuck Mikey. Ffuck that’s…MMMhhh! Eeewwwmmm! Don’t stop. I’m gonna cum again!”

I kept the pace and length just the same, and Cassie’s cunt rippled and pulsed as she squealed out her climax. I did not relent. I’d kept this passion, this aching desire in prison too long. I wanted to fuck her now like I’d die tomorrow. Cassie held her butt cheeks apart to give me an extra inch and now I felt myself pumping up against the knot of her cervix. She was bent over the chair still, I hoped her chest wasn’t sore but wasn’t letting up. My cock squelched inside her – it shared that space with the juices of two of her orgasms and one of mine.

My belly at the base of my cock was squishy wet. Still I plunged. I’d got a rhythm and it was taking my senses up a staircase that could only end in one thing.

It wasn’t a slow boil this time either. It almost surprised me when the first spurt erupted, I was still pumping then I just pushed and held it there, splashing hot cum against my sister’s womb while she whimpered beneath me.

This time my knees really did buckle and I must have fell upon her. The squeal she gave then was one of pain, not pleasure and it ripped me back to reality.

I stood straight up and apologised, allowing my cock to flop out of her pussy. She stood and held her chest, I must have crushed her.

“Oh shit Cassie! Are you hurt? Are you OK?”

She turned, still rubbing a red mark across the tops of her tits.

“Yeah, yeah. Git a bit carried away. I’m alright. You?”

I smiled at my lovely sister, kissed her full on the lips, and said “Fan-fucking-tastic!”

“Good. We made a mess. Time to clean up.”

We stayed naked while we did. We kept ogling each other, revelling in each other’s nude body, laughing and tickling, slapping and poking. She had been right. It was because we were brother and sister that we could fuck but not fall in love. We explored, loved each other deeply, but we never fell in love.

That was some years ago. I love my wife, Cassie is mad about the man she’s about to marry. But we’re very special to each other, and we still explore stuff with each other. And fuck a lot.

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