Wanda Makes up with Her Boyfriend Ch. 04

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Julie just gave Wanda the most amazing oral pleasure of their young lives.

Wanda was exhausted. Her skin was charged to the max. She looked up at Julie’s ceiling fan as it spun slowly she could feel the blades push air across her hot skin. The waves of cool air on her burning nipple tips were causing hum in the walls of her pussy. She pulled the sheet up to cover her hypersensitive skin from the cool air. Julie was having none of it. He had worked too hard to be denied the complete sensory experience of Wanda’s wondrous breasts. He slowly pulled the sheet down her body the feel of his fingers on her stomach sending a wave of pleasure through her still sensitive body.

Wanda tried not to let Julie see the sensation wash over her. She was trying to recover from the mind-blowing implosion she had just experienced. Every new sensation on her fully charged nerves was causing pressure to build again. She was desperate for a recovery. She was genuinely concerned she was going to blow out her nerve receptors from being this charged up. Wanda made the mistake of looking Julie in the eye. Julie could read how turned up Wanda’s senses were. Julie knew the effect his touch was having on Wanda’s post orgasm body.

Julie moved over Wanda and propped his body up on his arms like a spread-legged pushup. Without touching anywhere else on her body, Julie lowered his face to Julie’s neck. pornhub Wanda felt his teeth sink gently into her skin. The warmth sent a heated jolt through her system. Wanda involuntarily arched her back. Her pelvis smashed into Julie’s steel hard erection. Her eyes widened with shock at how hard and full his manhood was. This time it was her turn to read Julie. He was so excited he was about to erupt himself.

She slipped her hand into his baggy black chino pants and was shocked at the heat coming off his cock. Her fingertips caused a spasm in Julie. It was his turn to buck involuntarily. Wanda had never seen Julie do that before. He was always in control when they made love. She liked the vulnerability she felt in him. Wanda inched his shirt up his body. Pulled the shirt off his arms one at a time and pressed his bare chest against her. The heat between them was building. Julie kissed her deeply. Wanda knew what he was doing. Julie was stalling to bring his excitement down before Wanda gave him the most screaming exploding orgasm of his life. Wanda pulled his pants and Jockey down his ass at the same time. Julie finished the job pulling his clothes the rest of the way off. Wanda had turned to fish a rubber from Julie’s bedstand. She turned back to Julie’s Rock hard dick.

Julie was the only boy she had ever been with so she didn’t have anything to compare porno 92 against but today his excitement had him at beyond full mast. Wanda rolled the condom over Julie’s member and he mounted her. Julie pressed his pink head to her wet pussy lips. He gently pressed into her soft folds. Julie was hotter than he had ever been. The heat coming off his erection was too much for Wanda’s hyper-charged walls. Julie was burning through the condom. Wanda was melting around him. She was fuller then she had ever been. The gentle pressure of Julie’s rocking was causing Wanda’s walls to cave in. Wanda was so tight Julie couldn’t move in her anymore. The heat was almost scalding inside her. She was crushing Julie inside her.

The crush was the greatest feeling ever. She had a death grip on Julie. She could feel the heat flow inside him as she grew tighter and tighter. Julie looked her in the eye and she teetered on the edge as the warm pressure built. She saw pain flash in his eyes from how tight she gripped his erection. She wanted to release her grip, but couldn’t. She felt Julie bring his hand to her right breast. Wanda was imploding from pleasure and Julie was imploding in pain. Julie pinched her diamond hard nipples. The light pain in Wanda’s nips, was enough to loosen Wanda’s scalding womb enough for Julie to resume rocking inside her. The pressure inside Wanda built qiqitv porno to a maximum in seconds and she tightened so hard on Julie he actually let out a whimper.

The shock of hearing Julie in pain for the first time Wanda could remember was enough that Wanda released the pressure on Julie again. This time Julie pushed with a force Wanda had never felt. Wanda wasn’t sure about what happened next. Her vision darkened in a tight circle like an old tv switched off. Then there was a flash of light as her vision cleared. Her ears were ringing. She couldn’t feel Julie inside her. As her mind focused on her walls a quake shot through her. Again the lights dimmed. Again when she took stock of her body and focused on the heat from Julie’s labored breathing on her neck she shuddered all over. Blackness and Wanda’s mind focused on her hard nipples pressed into Julie’s sweaty muscular chest. Wanda kept falling into an orgasm just from focusing on her overstimulated pleasure centers. Over and over she fell Julie wasn’t even trying. His body heat kept setting her off. She wondered if it would ever end. Eventually, she drifted off in exhaustion.

Wanda didn’t know how long she had been asleep. She woke still completely spent. She ached like she had never ached before. her muscles had contracted so hard so many times she could feel toned all over. Julie’s mouth was opening and closing almost involuntarily. He smiled and told Wanda he could still feel her warm tightening wash over his cock like waves. Wanda was pretty pleased with herself. She had never seen Julie looks so spent. It had almost killed her but she had rocked his world.

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Wanted: One Good Man Ch. 04

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Jake lay awake beside her, listening to her breathe and watching her sleep in a contented sprawl. Not only was she wrapped around his body, but also his heart. He was falling for her. He couldn’t help himself. She was everything he ever wanted in a woman. Confident but shy, brave but timid, fierce but submissive and demanding in the bedroom…he smiled at that thought. But he wasn’t sure how much of his sexuality he could share with her so soon. He didn’t want to frighten her. Then again, she wasn’t easily frightened…she came all the way to Syracuse from Ontario on a whim and going through Little New York City didn’t even phase her. She stirred under him and curled deeper into his shoulder. She purred and Jake too drifted to sleep.

Hours later, Laura awoke with a start. She had forgotten where she was for a moment. Looking around, she remembered and sought the comfort of his arms. He was sitting in the living room, smoking a cigarette and singing along with Joe, wanting to know…“I wanna know what makes you cry, so I can be the one to always make you smile.” The tears were falling down his cheeks.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Laura sat up in bed, drew the sheets to her chest and tunnelled her fingers through her tangled mane. Sleepy-eyed, she padded to the sofa and sat beside him and stroked his back.

“Nothing’s wrong…everything’s right.” He looked at her so intently, her heart skipped a beat. His fingers reached up to touch her cheek. “Everything’s perfect. You’re here with me and that’s all I ever need.”

He kissed her mouth, pulling her closer with a fistful of her hair. Dropping his hand, he traced his fingers along the top of the sheet, tickling her freckled chest.

“Mmmm, this sheet looks good on you,” he said, smiling.

“Come back to bed,” she coaxed. “It’s too early to be up.”

“Can’t sleep,” he said. “I just wanted to sit here and watch you sleep in my bed. You looked so peaceful. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have found you.”

“I feel the same way Jake.”

He drew her back against him and fell into the cushions. She pulled the sheet around his naked body and together they snuggled closer.

“I love this,” she told him. “Just being here with you, sharing a moment like this.”

“He must have really hurt you, bruised your heart and your ego,” he said. “I hate the thought of him putting his hands on hd porno you, hurting you like that. I can’t wait to meet him.”

She didn’t want to go back to her abusive marriage, even if it was years ago and miles away. She had told him about her ex-husband and he was sympathetic and fiercely protective, like a Rottweiler.

“It’s in the past Jake, and that’s where I want it to stay.”

“I’m just saying…if I ever meet him, and I’m sure there will be a time, I want him to know that you’re my girl now and no one’s ever going to hurt you again.” His eyes danced and their centers blacked to a deeper sapphire.

I’m your girl, she smiled at the thought. She like the way it sounded on his lips. She smiled up at him, touched his cheek and kissed him. “Thank you for that.”

“For what?”

“For wanting to protect me. I love that about you. But I don’t want you thinking about him. God knows, I don’t anymore.”

“Just know that you are safe with me, ok?”

“I know Jake,” she said as she watched his eyes soften. “I know.”

When the light of early dawn streamed into the apartment, Jake was already in the shower. Laura was stretched like a cat on the sofa, a down comforter had been draped over the sheet she was tangled in. She was warm and deeply content when he stepped from the bathroom. A foggy mist followed him. His lashes were wet and his hair reached the centre of his back. He had a comb in one hand and a hair tie in the other. He smiled over at her. She beckoned him with her finger. He strolled over to her and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

“Morning Luvy,” he smiled.

“Hiya tough guy,” she giggled. “Want me to do your hair?”

He moaned softly and sat beside her, handing her his comb. She set to work on the tangles of brown hair. She was surprised at how dark it was compared to his facial hair. She pulled it together and tugged it to the side, grinning at the little moan of pleasure from him. She smiled at his back and tugged harder on his pony tail, nipped his neck and scratched down between his shoulders with her nails. He shivered. She held his hair tightly in her grip and pulled, clamping with her teeth.

“Harder,” he moaned. “Pull it harder.”

A shimmer of pleasure skittered up her spine. He liked this little rough play. She was only too happy to oblige him. Straddling him from the rear, japon porno she embraced his butt with her legs and wound them around his middle, pulling on his hair to hold him in place.

“You like it like this?” She asked, teasing him.

He whimpered softly. She bit him again, this time on his shoulder, and left a mark. She tugged his hair the other way and bit him on the other side of his exposed neck. In one swift movement, she scurried around him, pinned him beneath her and trapped his arms above his head. She dove into his mouth, plunging her tongue deeply.

“You like it rough tough guy? Do you like it when I’m in control? Do you?”

She bit on his bottom lip, aware how easily he could get out of the grip she held, but knowing he wouldn’t. If there was any doubt, there wasn’t for long as his erection stirred under the towel he had wrapped around his waist. The sheet dropped away from her breasts and her nipples hovered above his face.

“Suck them,” she demanded. His eyes glazed over as he caught one taut peak in his mouth. With one hand, she held his arms in a love lock, and with the other, she grabbed a handful of hair.

“Harder. Bite my nipples,” she said, controlling his mouth with her free hand on the back of his head. She pushed his face into her double Ds and smothered him. His cock jumped against her ass.

“Do you want to fuck my tits tough guy?”

He groaned, but didn’t speak.

“Answer me,” she whispered in his ear when she bent to hear what he was mumbling.

“God Laura, you make me so fucking hard.”

She smiled at him. Kissed his mouth and let his hands go free as she climbed off him. “Get up Jake. Go sit in that chair.”

He didn’t bat an eye, just listened obediently. She watched his cute little ass walk over to the chair and he sat down, eyes pinned on her, lips parted and wet from their kiss. He didn’t even try to cover his erection as the towel draped open. It stood up like a flag pole. She was mesmerized by the size of him, at least a good 10 inches. Pre-cum dripped from him, but he didn’t touch himself.

“I want you to watch me cum Jake, but before I do, I want you to cum for me. Touch your cock, Jake. Lick your fingers and trace your cockhead…mmmm good boy,” she crooned as she watched him get his cock harder with his hand. He sucked on his fingers, watching lezbiyen porno her with intensity, never breaking the gaze. He gripped his cock, just under the head, squeezed out a drop of pre-cum.

Tell me what you taste like Jake,” she said.

Testing it, he trailed his fingertip through the clear fluid, and brought it to his lips.

“Salty, tangy, sweet,” he told her.

Sinking back into the couch, Laura spread her legs, facing Jake and let the sheet drop open to reveal her curly red snatch. She spread her legs wider so he could have a great view. Holding his dick, he slowly and methodically jerked himself while watching her play with that beautifully wet slit.

“Do you want this pussy Jake?”

“You know I do Laura. Look how hard you make me.”

“Do you want to cum Jake?” She inserted a finger in her pussy and rubbed her clit to hardness with her free hand. Both hands worked her pussy and her head dropped back, revealing the creamy skin at her throat.

“Laura, I want to cum with you baby,” he said, stroking harder and faster.

Her eyes flew open and pinned him. He stopped moving his hand, but his cock still throbbed beneath it.

“Not yet, you don’t,” she said with force, as a rumble in her toes told her it was almost time to sit on him and surround him with her wetness. “Squeeze your cock. Make it stop…don’t cum yet.”

His hardon was jerking itself off, but he controlled the cum that was building in his balls. Barely.

She stood, eyes on his, and pranced toward him. She straddled him in the chair, but hovered above his erection. Both hands in his hair, she grabbed his locks and yanked at the same time, enveloped him with her wetness.

“Now…Cum now Jake,” she demanded as she rocked on his phallus. She could feel the jiz filling his shaft and his head dropped back. He grabbed her ass and thrusted into her deeply. She bit him again. He yelped with pain and pleasure as he hit the brink and together they flew over the edge of sanity.

Moments later, she pulled herself free from him and stumbled into the shower. She barely got the water warmed when Jake was there behind her, rubbing his semi-hard cock up against her backside. She moved back into him as he cupped her breasts and pulled her closer. He couldn’t keep his hands off her.

Laura suddenly remembered her fantasy in the tub from the night before and the things she wanted to do to him in his own tub. She grinned when his hands ran down the length of her abdomen and stopped just short of her pubic area.

“Shall I leave you to your shower?”

“You may want to join me,” she smiled sweetly.

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Wasted Bras and Wasted Thongs

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Wasted Bras and Wasted Thongs: Throbbing in the Christmas Hot Tub

by Buck Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners With a Whip

Detective Lisa Anderson had been headed home, her mind on two weeks of Christmas leave, when the radio in her unmarked car crackled with the news. Her sleek, supple body rippled with tension at the prospect of a new crime on the verge of her vacation. Finally, after muttering a few unprintable comments, Lisa resigned herself to cruel fate, pulled the Ford into the remote gravel road, and followed the memorized instructions from the police dispatcher to the enormous trash container by the construction site.

As she emerged from the vehicle, several uniformed policemen paused, turned from their search, and followed her progress. As trained investigators, they could not help but note her tailored jeans as they hugged her aerobicized physique, the tweed jacket that only inadequately concealed her curves. As her eyes flicked toward them, however, they turned away. Her eyes were deep, her gaze penetrating. But they were sleepy as well, as if announcing a sensuality barely slumbering beneath the surface of her professionalism.

“Why me?” The thought filled Lisa with anger. Was it male chauvinism? The dispatcher had been given instructions to send Lisa. The report on the radio had seemed quite benign. Who cared if some underwear had been deposited in a dumpster? What was the big deal? And why did Headquarters want to pawn off such a silly, inconsequential case on Lisa? Her assignment was major crimes, and solving some minor theft would not enhance her resume.

As Lisa approached the enormous trash container, she noticed that other detectives had tilted an aluminum ladder against the side. Beefy Sam Johnson was gazing in, his brow furrowed. A dead body? Lisa had no idea. Sam climbed down and motioned for Lisa to take a look. As she did so, Sam could not help but admire her strong, slender legs in the tight-fitting jeans. With heroic effort, Sam turned away, not wanting to be caught admiring Lisa’s hips as she ascended the ladder. As Sam did so, he caught two patrolmen doing that very thing. He admonished them brusquely to return to their chore of gathering evidence.

Lisa peered over the edge of the trash container and gasped. The magnitude of the crime was apparent.

With a gasp of sheer horror, Lisa saw in the trash a Freya Zeta Luxury Thong, a beautiful mixture of sheer and opaque materials finished with a contrasting edge of eyecatching floral detailing.

She saw a Gossard Charm Low-Rise G-string, with a fashionable jewelled decoration hanging off the hip. In her mind’s eye she naturally saw a handsome guy kneeling beside her, kissing the jewelled decoration as it hung off her hip.

Business. She had to concentrate on business. With an effort, Lisa sought to focus on the crime. Why would anyone dump such wonderful, new lingerie?

She saw an Aubade Legende Demi Cup Underwire Bra. Involuntarily, she imagined the bra surrounding her own firm, tender form.

Lisa saw a Jezebel Risque Low-Rise Thong with a semi-sheer front, with thin straps and a lovely bow at the center of the waistband. And she saw, nearby, the matching Jezebel Risque garter belt with matching bows.

Against her will, Lisa began to imagine the Jezebel Risque Low-Rise Thong on her own body. Toned by years of running, her tummy taut from years of situps, Lisa knew just how tempting it would look.

Not for nothing had Lisa undergone laser treatments to make her form smoother and more thongworthy. While she was studying Criminal Justice in college, one of her former boyfriends had been getting a M.A. in Nude Beach Fashion Trends. As a consequence, Lisa had experimented in the past with a tiny, slender landing strip 3/4″ wide and 2″ high. She had also tried a tiny triangle with each side 1″ in width. However, in terms of thong fit and overall tactile appeal, Lisa generally favored total smoothness.

The starkness of it — the beautiful lingerie in the dumpster — disturbed her. It was, perhaps, the reverse of the Stendahl Effect. Seized with a sense of wasted life, Lisa could not help but contemplate. How many lithe women would now be unable to wear the teasing little thongs she saw merely tossed in the trash? How many young career girls, just like her, would be unable to enjoy those wisps of fabric — bras and thongs which tantalized the wearer as well as the viewer — because of this heinous act of destruction?

But there was an even more poignant thought. Lisa sighed and descended the ladder. Oh, it was sad. How many boyfriends would now be deprived, in the bitter Alaskan winter, of the sight of their girlfriends in enticing bras and thongs?

A thousand miles to the north, as the Taylorcraft circled over the frozen lake, Bob looked up and waved. The bush pilot, low now and plainly visible, acknowledged the wave and dropped a freezer bag full of letters on the ice near Bob’s cabin. Then the plane turned, climbed, altyazı porno and vanished into the vastness.

After retrieving the bag, and trudging along the path he had shovelled between the lake and his cabin, Bob reached the warmth of his cabin. There, he removed his black wool watch cap, hung his parka on a wooden peg, and unzipped a heavy wool tunnel-collar sweater. It was mid-December in Alaska, and the time for Polartec had gone. The deep freeze had arrived and it was a time for Gore-Tex and wool.

Bob fetched a fresh cup of Gevalia Stockholm Roast from the top of his cook stove, inserted another log into the wood stove, and went to sit at his desk. There, in the oak chair, he gazed out at a peerless view of Lake Clark. Bob recognized the return address on Sawmill Lake, and eased the point of his Camillus knife into the flap and slit open the evelope. It was a letter from Jim Alston, the bush pilot who had transported him into the back country of Alaska five years before.

Bob had done well in the stock market throughout the 1980s. By the middle of that decade, with a personal computer in his own house, he realized that automation would sweep not merely the office but also the home. Voting with his feet, Bob swiftly made money on the Nasdaq. Sensing a market top in the summer of 1999, he sold and transferred his money to safer instruments. It was only a million dollars, which was not much in an expensive area like San Francisco. Not much if he continued his yuppie lifestyle of Beamers and gourmet restaurants.

But Bob had other dreams. He wanted to go north, to Alaska, and his rush was on. So it was that the summer of 2000 found him sawing trees for his cabin on Lake Clark. In the summer, he fished and gardened.

Others who built cabins made fireplaces from local river rock. Despite their charm, fireplaces were inefficient. Bob paid the extra amount to have a small Vermont Castings wood stove flown in. He placed it at the center of his great room. With a fireplace, a cabin might be 40 above inside when it was 40 below outside. But Bob knew the startling performance of wood stoves. An interior temperature of 80 or 85 could easily be achieved in the dead of winter.

When the land was locked in ice, Bob was snug as a bug in a rug in his log cabin. Behind it, of course, was his food cache on stilts, so the bear population could not reach it. With apples and clementines and coffee and such brought in every other month with the mail, he couldn’t have been more comfortable.

The peace and quiet of the wilderness were essential to his spirit. But Bob also needed to access bikini sites on the Internet. And, understandably, he needed to read porn stories written by good citizens for publication on Literotica. On the roof of the cabin, almost hidden by the moss of the roof, were solar panels. These generated sufficient electricity for Bob’s computer, which accessed the Internet by satellite. Thus, if some person mentioned Jennifer Garner in a a Yahoo chat room, Bob was able to take the necessary steps to search for topless photos.

Were there times, when the moon was out and it was 50 below zero, when Bob felt a bit lonely in the magnificent solitude? Yes, there such times. He had constructed a primitive hot tub on his front deck. Of course, he had to fill it by means of repeated trips from the wood stove. But it was seldom used. The reality was that Swedish models rarely hiked the frozen tundra there.

But there was a woman coming–not Swedish, not a model, not even a hiker, but a detective. Bob held the letter in his hand, wondering if the pleasure of female companionship was enough to offset the strain of sharing his tiny cabin. Most assuredly it was not, not if the woman looked like most detectives he’d experienced. No doubt she was gruff, masculine, big-boned, and lantern-jawed, apt to pull a gun and book him if he so much as suggested she might need the assistance of an experienced woodsman in the wild. He wondered if there was any possible way he could refuse to have her.

But Sam Johnson was an old friend and it was his request, something to do with investigation of a French import-export dealer who took advantage of the little-used Ukrainian/Scandinavian channels of trade to market luxury goods to the U.S. Bob didn’t see how he could say no, so he booted up the computer to reply via email to Sam.

What luxury goods would a French exporter be smuggling? Louis Vuitton luggage? Truffles? Cheese? Cabernet Sauvignon? Hermes scarves? Bob dismissed the specifics of the case from his mind and pondered how to accommodate another resident to the cabin with a minimum of personal interaction.

The cabin consisted of two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a living room. She could take the spare bedroom. Still, perhaps it would be a good time to go off into the bush himself and hunt for a week or two? He had a snowmobile with a pack sled behind it. Often, he would spend a night or two out. The amatör porno windblocking tent on his sled came with a small, foldable wood stove. Combined with his LL Bean minus 20 down-filled sleeping bag, the folding stove made it possible to sleep out in a tent even in brutal weather.

But no. That would leave his resident unprotected and unskilled in the harsh Alaskan wilderness, and the thought of putting a guest in danger, however unwelcome, was untenable. He would have to stay and make the best of it. Bob finished his grudging email and went to check for spare snowshoes.

Two weeks later, right on schedule, Bob spotted Jim’s four-seater circling above the lake, ostensibly with the passenger who was to spend the next week with Bob, a bushel of Golden Delicious apples and five pounds of Kona coffee to be savored on these winter nights. Bob pulled the fur-lined parka even farther over his face and blew a frosty breath out into the frigid air. As soon as he could get the initial pleasantries over with and his houseguest to the cabin, he intended to brew some coffee, take a hot bath, and explore Victoria’s Secret’s latest website offerings in the privacy of his own bedroom. The detective could enjoy the fire he’d built and help herself to whatever groceries Jim had brought along with her, but Bob was not about to relinquish his much-prized solitude to make small talk with a stranger. Not unless the stranger was Sophie Marceau or Catherine Zeta-Jones. Even then chat would not be his first priority.

As the woman descended from the four-seater, Bob experienced an immediate shift of his paradigms. Even swathed in a down parka, waterproof Red Wing boots, and a balaclava, his new cabinmate was something to see. He caught a glimpse of translucent porcelain skin, smoky hazel eyes, and hair that shone like pale fire underneath the hood of her parka. Her jeans could not conceal the lush curve of her flanks, and Bob tried not to gape openly as she strode toward him, her pace impeded by the thick snow just enough for him to savor her approach as he rapidly rethought his plans for the evening.

Throughout the two hours of the flight, Lisa had been humming the old Freddy Fender song, “Wasted Days and Wasted Nights.” First, there had been the shock of the beautiful lingerie thrown in the trash. Then she had watched her vacation evaporate. Finally, Lisa had learned that she would have to head into the frozen back country to track down the lingerie smugglers.

Trudging up the path, with almost four feet of snow on either side, Lisa only caught a glimpse of her host. Feeling no interest whatever in her assignment, chilled from the plane ride, and generally annoyed, Lisa looked up at him and said: “Grizzly Adams, I presume?” The fur of his parka hood concealed his face, but she heard a laugh, saw a flash of white teeth, and noted his gesture to proceed to the cabin. So he wasn’t ill-natured, at least not initially, as she had feared, and his orthodonture was lovely. It must be a favorable sign.

He wasn’t smelly, either. In her worst moments on the plane she’d imagined a Jeremiah Johnson with none of the taciturn charisma of Robert Redford–a backwoods roughneck who laundered his long johns monthly and took a bath weekly, a man who would only grunt at her as he tossed slabs of moose jerky onto a grimy table for dinner. This man was a pleasant surprise. Peeking from the neck of his parka was one of Lisa’s favorite LL Bean wool plaids, its texture well-worn but soft, and his jeans, doubtless flannel-lined as well, were clean and even creased. What kind of man took the time to iron his jeans up in the wilds of the Alaskan outback? Intrigued and a little perplexed, Lisa followed the path up to the cabin, which, she was even more relieved to note, had no rusted machinery or animal carcasses beside it. When she entered the cabin, she felt as if she were stepping into a wilderness vacation brochure. The blankets lining the walls, the warmth emanating from the wood stove, the fragrant aroma of some dish bubbling on the stove, all served to make her realize just how exhausting her journey and her uneasiness about the trip had been. She wanted to flop down on the quilt-covered bed she glimpsed through a doorway and pull her frozen boots off. Tomorrow would be soon enough to decipher how Gossard, Aubade, and Simone Perele silk had found their circuituous way from the looms of Paris over the ice-choked waters of the Bering Straits to repose ignominiously in an Anchorage dumpster.

Just behind her, as he stepped inside the door, her host swept back his hood. Lisa immediately began thinking of Daniel-Day Lewis. However, this man’s musculature was even better than Daniel Day-Lewis’, his nose more prominent, his eyes more hawk-like. As he took off his jacket, she noticed that the rigors of heating his cabin and stocking his larder obviously required a stringent physical regime, each movement of which Lisa imagined she could see reflected animasyon porno in the curves of his biceps and the cordoned muscles of his forearms.

But really, she had no time to spend speculating about (she cast another surreptitious glance) the flat abs and long thigh muscles of her enforced roommate. When he nodded at the open door of the bedroom Lisa had already spied, she wasted no time in heaving her pack through the door and collapsing onto the bed. She meant to unlace her boots and remove her outergarments; really she did, but she made the mistake of lying back for just a moment on the goosedown pillows. As drowsiness surged over her like a glacier over the Brooks Range, she heard the distant clink of saucepans and lapsed into dreams of hot soup and camomile tea.

Moreover, the smells and sounds of something delicious cooking greeted her when she awakened. She stretched luxuriously, appreciating the warmth of the wool blankets and the loft of the featherbed against her bare skin. Bare skin? But hadn’t she been too fatigued from her flight to undress? She checked underneath the covers, where she also didn’t remember crawling. Apparently she had either sleep-stripped or her host had taken the liberty of removing her outergarments for her. While she was still clad in her jeans and a thin silk undershirt, she feared that he had been confronted with evidence that her interest in tracking down luxury lingerie smugglers was not wholly dispassionate. An outline of the rich guipere embroidery of her Jane Woolrich apricot silk demi-bra showed through her undershirt, and she was just as glad that Bob was occupied at the stove in the other room.

Her waking dreams had been, oddly enough, of an Arctic expedition involving a rangy, clear-eyed explorer and herself on a bearskin in an igloo, testing how far the heat of passion and shared bodily warmth could take them in sub-zero temps. The resulting arousal was clearly visible through the thin silk of her garments, and she felt a bit overheated by the lingering images of limbs lit by a fire’s glow. She grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders to preserve her decorum as she entered the kitchen and faced the object of her sensual dreams.

Over dinner, Lisa found that Bob was not only a good cook, but easy to talk to. She tried to hold up her end of the conversation, but she still felt disoriented from the long flight and the surrounding wilderness gave her a case of the heebie-jeebies, though she would never have let her nervousness show. Without seeming to notice her perfunctory conversation, Bob explained how he managed the isolation and enjoyed the solitude that sometimes lasted for months without a respite. As she shivered under her blanket, he noticed that she was chilled and immediately offered his hot tub as a remedy, an offer she eagerly accepted. She started to mention that she’d not brought a swimsuit, but realized Bob must surely know that.

From her vantage point in the hot tub, Lisa looked out at the expanse of Douglas firs, now barely visible through a fall of silvery snow. Above, she glimpsed a ragged patch of starlight through the clouds and thought she might never have experienced such bliss. The only improvement she could imagine was a view of the Northern Lights as she soaked, but just as she leaned back and breathed a sigh of complete gratification, a voice startled her. “Mind if I join you?” Bob asked. She could hardly refuse; after all, it was his hot tub, but she was a little unnerved at his proximity with the images from her tantalizing dream so fresh in her mind. She swished over a little in order to accommodate him, but anticipating the tight fit in the hot tub intended primarily for himself, Bob moved the same way and they ended up practically on top of each other. The electrifying sensation she felt as soon as their bodies touched discomposed her, and as she struggled for a light-hearted comment, he attempted to shift to a more sedate position. Instead of breaking contact with her, however, he pulled her onto his lap in one swift motion. As he ran his fingers over the curve of her breast, all the while riveting her with his piercing eyes, Lisa forgot to be startled. She felt she was sinking into a abyss of desire, its heat inversely proportional to the frigid air bounding them on all sides.

Law enforcement was all about situations which had gone out of control. A night of drinking could swiftly turn into violence. A friendly discussion could degenerate into a fight. So Lisa knew about control, and she tried to maintain it even in odd and unexpected circumstances. But the frigid night, the curtain of steam, and the hot water had combined to lower her guard. It was almost a comedy of errors that she had ended up on the lap of this muscular semi-stranger. As she squirmed to stand in the slippery tub, her breast again filled his hand.

At the dining table, Bob had thought he saw a glimpse of swollen nipples. Now, as his right hand ran over her right breast, there was no mistaking it. Yes, there were the demands of courtesy, but Bob was also unprepared. It was one thing to view lingerie online, but it was quite another to summon up some form of protest when a beautiful, naked visitor ended up quite literally on his lap.

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Jeri woke up that morning, still distraught over the events of the last couple of days. She could hear her son, Dale, moving around the house, getting ready to go to work. When he got home last night, she feigned being sick and spent the night in her room. She was still laying in bed when she heard the door open. She feigned sleep when he stuck his head in to check on her. He quietly closed the door behind him so she could continue resting. After a few minutes she heard the door of his pickup truck slam closed and the engine coming to life. She waited until the sound faded into the distance before getting out of bed.

Two nights ago, she had masturbated while she watched her son have FaceTime sex with his sister, Lily. She had seen her son naked for the first time since he was little and the sight had since fueled her fantasies. Yesterday, she masturbated again when she found his cum towel in the laundry. She had one of the most powerful orgasms of her life while she sniffed that towel, picturing herself jerking on Dale’s hard dick. In the aftermath, she made an appointment to speak with her therapist.

She arrived at Julia’s office a few minutes before nine and was ushered into a private room shortly after. Julia arrived and greeted her warmly with a hug. They sat in a pair of comfortable chairs and started chatting. Julia always started her sessions with idle banter. The matronly woman had been doing this for a long time and was very practiced at putting her patients at ease so they would open up about often painful topics.

After a few minutes of small talk Julia made the shift into therapist mode, “How are things going?”

“Not well. To be honest, I’m not even sure I should be talking to anyone about this,” Jeri said. Now that she was in the chair opposite this woman that she normally trusted, she had a knot of nerves in her stomach.

Julia reached out and covered Jeri’s hand with her own, “You know you can trust me. Even if I wasn’t bound by confidentiality, I hope I’ve proven that I would never betray your confidence.”

“I know, Julia. This is just very uncomfortable for me to talk about,” Jeri said.

“Take your time, dear. Can I get you a glass of water?” Julia offered.

Jeri took a deep breath, “No, thank you. I’m fine.” She took another deep breath before recounting the events of the past two days. Most of them, anyway. She told Julia about how her son was intruding on her sexual fantasies. She admitted to masturbating while she watched him do the same. She left out the detail about Dale having FaceTime sex with his sister. She felt that was not her secret to divulge. She admitted to masturbating again with the smell of his semen in her nostrils. She was confused and afraid that she would try to do something inappropriate with Dale. She told Julia how she felt like a bad mother for having these desires. Through it all, Julia listened intently. Finally, Jeri ran out of steam.

The silence that followed was deafening to Jeri. She knew that Julia would not betray her confidence. There was a part of her that hoped for harsh judgement and recriminations. It would give her something to cling to in her struggle. She watched as Julia shifted in her seat and braced herself for the worst.

This was hardly the first time Julia counseled a woman who had developed sexual desires for her child. Jeri was in a very vulnerable position and the therapist knew that a misstep could set their progress back months. She put her hand over Jeri’s hand again and said, “Everything is going to be alright.”

If Jeri looked a bit haunted before, she looked spooked now, “I don’t understand.”

Julia gripped Jeri’s hand for reassurance, “It will be alright. As a matter of fact, in a way it’s a good sign.”

Jeri stiffened, “What do you mean? How could this possibly be a good thing?”

Julia smiled, “Because it means you are moving past your grief over Peter. Your desires have started shifting to another person.” She let go of Julia’s hand, “Admittedly, they’ve shifted in an unorthodox direction. Even so, the fact that you’ve started having desires for someone other than Peter means that you are healing.”

“But he’s my son,” Jeri replied.

“He’s also the man who is supporting you. The man that you’ve spent the last few months living with. You’ve had more exposure to him than any other man in your life,” Julia explained. “It’s not entirely surprising that you would develop desires for him.”

Jeri relaxed a little but was still doubtful. “I suppose that makes some sense,” she said, “but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s my son. I shouldn’t be thinking about him like that.”

Julia sensed she was moving past the dangerous waters of the conversation. She leaned in, “Do you know why incest is such a strong taboo?”

The question caught Jeri by surprise. She thought about it for a moment before answering, “Because it’s wrong for a parent to take advantage of their child?”

Julia nodded, “That’s part of bursa escort bayan it. Even when the child is an adult, there is an inherent power imbalance in the relationship. That imbalance normally makes it impossible for the child to truly consent. But in your case, that isn’t so cut and dried.”

“What do you mean?” Jeri asked.

“Your reliance on Dale puts you on a more even footing with him,” Julia replied, “that makes your relationship with your son more balanced than a normal mother-son relationship.”

Jeri thought about what her therapist said. Her eyes opened wide, “Are you suggesting I should have sex with Dale?”

Julia kept her gaze steady and looked into Jeri’s eyes, “I’m saying that these feelings do not make you a bad person or a bad mother. They simply make you a person who is healing from a profound personal tragedy.”

Jeri’s look of shock was replaced by one of confusion, “This is not how I expected this conversation to go.”

“What were you expecting?” Julia asked.

“I was expecting,” Jeri struggled with the thought, “I was hoping that you would tell me it was wrong and that I shouldn’t even think of doing something like that.”

Julia once again put her hand on Jeri’s, “It’s not my place to say what you should do. I can only guide you to do what is right for you. That’s the only way you’ll continue to heal.”

Jeri was still confused, “So you think I should?”

Julia shook her head, “No, dear. I’m saying that you are the only one who can make that decision. If this is the next step on your journey, it’s not for me to pass judgement one way or the other.” Julia squeezed Jeri’s hand again, “The only truly unhealthy thing you can do is nothing.”

“What do you mean?” Jeri asked.

“These desires need to be resolved one way or another. The only way to do that is to talk about them with your son,” Julia said.

Jeri’s eyes once again went wide, “You can’t be serious!”

“Very serious. If you try to avoid this then your desires will only get stronger over time. The guilt and shame you’ve attached to those desires will grow along with them. Eventually those feelings will overwhelm you and you will do something self-destructive. The embarrassment of talking to your son now will be dwarfed by the potential harm you can do if you don’t talk this through with him.” Julia said.

Jeri spent the rest of the morning and afternoon mulling over her session. She went grocery shopping and picked up a couple of bottles of wine along with a roast and some vegetables. When she returned home, she poured herself a glass of wine and lounged on the couch. The buzz of the wine crept in around the edges of her consciousness as she thought about the last couple of days. She suppressed the feelings that rose in her as she contemplated them in the context of what Julia said. The wine took just enough of the edge off to help her think clearly.

With the vegetables chopped and the roast safely in the oven, she busied herself with some half-hearted cleaning. An hour before Dale was due home, she checked the roast one more time and headed upstairs to take a long, hot shower. When she was finished, she wrapped a towel around her body and headed back to her room. She felt the slightest tickle on the tops of her thighs where the edges of the towel made contact as she walked. She dropped the towel as she entered her room and stood in front of her dresser mirror.

She studied herself in the mirror for a while. She was naturally slim with smallish breasts and hips that flared out ever so slightly. She had the faded stretch marks and the tummy of a middle-aged woman who had two children. Her breasts weren’t big enough to have much sag, but her nipples were distended and sensitive from breastfeeding her children all those years ago. She turned to look at her ass and could see some cellulite, but not a lot. She felt like she held up pretty well for an old lady. She picked up the bottle of her favorite lotion and started applying it to her body. The room filled with the scent of vanilla as she caressed herself.

She took the towel from her head, letting her wet, shoulder-length, graying blonde hair loose. She towel dried it as much as possible before taking the hair dryer to it. Next she sat at her dresser and applied some light makeup. She was not a fan of heavy makeup and felt that for most occasions, a bit of mascara, eyeliner, and blush was enough. She took one of her favorite sun dresses, white with a yellow flower print, from the closet and slipped it on over her head. After one last look in the mirror, she headed downstairs to check on dinner.

Jeri’s stomach lurched when she heard Dale’s truck pull into the driveway. She had just taken the roast from the oven and was setting the kitchen table when Dale came in through the mud room. He took after Jeri with his tall, lean form. He was gangly in high school, but he had since filled out into a more lithe figure. Working construction görükle escort for the last few years had made him strong but not overly muscular. His face more closely resembled Peter except his eyes, which were the same soft brown as hers. He wore his honey blonde hair close cropped.

“Hey mom, feeling better?” Dale came over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Jeri wrinkled her nose at him as she accepted the peck. He had clearly spent the day working on the site. “I’m fine, honey. Dinner’s almost ready. Go take a shower.” She shooed him away.

Dale bounded up the stairs while Jeri picked up her half-full wine glass and finished it off. She was going to need all the help she could get tonight.

Dinner was subdued, but pleasant. Jeri tried her best not to be outwardly awkward as they talked about their respective days. She was circumspect about what she did but he didn’t seem to notice. He complimented her on her cooking as he wolfed down the roast and vegetables. When they were finished, she got up to clear the table. She came around to his side and leaned in as she reached for his plate. Her nipples, encased in the soft cotton of her dress, were stiff as diamonds as she pressed her breasts lightly into his shoulder. She didn’t gasp but she did close her eyes for a moment as warmth emanated across her chest. For his part, Dale didn’t seem to notice.

Jeri scraped off the plates and placed them in the dishwasher. She had been looking forward to and dreading this moment since she left Julia’s office, “Honey, we need to talk.”

“Sure, what’s up?” Dale asked.

Jeri grabbed the bottle of wine and her wine glass, “In the living room, please.” She went through the archway into the living room and sat on the far end of the couch.

Dale shrugged and grabbed a bottle of beer from the refrigerator before heading into the living room. Jeri was sitting with her legs curled under her, the flowery sundress not quite covering her knees. She patted the spot on the couch next to her and Dale sat. He put one leg up on the couch as he sat sideways to face her. He took a swig from the bottle, “What’s up, mom?”

Jeri refreshed her glass with wine and drank another mouthful. She held it in her hand, swirling the dark red liquid around, “A couple of nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and your door was open.”

Dale’s eyes squinted almost imperceptibly, “And?”

“I saw you with your tablet, talking to Lily,” Jeri said, “I also saw what you were doing while you were talking to her.”

Dale felt panic rise in his throat, “I can explain.” His eyes went wide and Jeri saw panic bloom in his body language as he realized he and his sister’s biggest secret was out of the bag.

Jeri put her hand on his knee, “Honey, take a deep breath and have a drink.” She took another swallow of her wine.

Dale’s panic began to recede as his confusion mounted. He stared dumbly at his mother. Jeri let the silence hang for a few moments longer until it was clear that he wasn’t going to say anything. She lifted the her glass just enough so she could look at him over the rim, “I’m not mad.” She tried to keep her expression neutral as she tipped the glass and poured more of the sweet liquid into her mouth. She looked him in the eye after she took the glass from her lips.

Dale’s mind was a whirl. He had run this moment over and over in his head over the past few years. He was prepared for apocalyptic fury when his parents found out about them. Neither one of them considered the possibility of any other reaction. He and Lily established a long time ago that they would go to the wall for each other if their parents found out, but his mother’s calm left him dumbstruck.

Jeri watched the emotions play across her son’s face. She sipped her wine and waited patiently for him to say something. She struggled to maintain her calm through the tempest of her own thoughts and emotions. She had spent all day thinking about what she would do tonight, if anything. The truth was that she still didn’t know. She was acting on instinct with no idea of what happened next.

Dale took a big pull from the beer bottle. “You’re not mad?” he asked.

“No, honey. I’m confused, but I’m not mad,” she replied. “When did it start?”

Dale looked at his mother. He half expected this to be a set up. Was his mother trying to put him at ease so she could really lay into him? “After I graduated high school. When I visited her at college for the summer.”

“I see,” she let it hang there for a second, “I was afraid it started when one or both of you were still minors.” She remembered that summer a few years ago. With both of the kids out of the house, she and Peter had some of the craziest sex of their lives. Looking back, she realized that her children’s relationship had changed after that summer. They spoke often and never really fought after that. She just chalked it up to them growing closer as they got older. She never suspected bursa escort bayan they had grown that close.

Dale’s suspicion relented as he started to think the end of the world wasn’t imminent. “Are you saying you’re ok with it?” he asked.

“I wouldn’t say I’m ok with it. But you are both consenting adults,” her lips curled into a smile as she brought the glass back to her lips to finish off the glass. She picked up the wine bottle and refilled the glass halfway. “Besides, what am I going to do about it, ground you?”

Dale started to relax, “It’s still not what you think.” The weight of their secret had started to fall away. Now that he could speak freely about it, he felt he owed his mother an explanation.

“So you’re not having virtual sex with your sister? Or fucking her in person every chance you get?” she raised her eyebrow, curious where Dale was going.

Dale was surprised by his mother’s crude language. She normally didn’t talk like that in front of him. He knew she was capable of it from all the times he heard his parents going at it or, more recently, when he heard her masturbate every night. “We’re in love,” he said flatly.

Jeri snorted, “In love?”

“Yes,” his voice taking on a defensive tone, “At first we were just having fun, scratching an itch,” Dale replied. “The night before I came home, we admitted that we had fallen for each other.”

Jeri saw how serious her son was, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be dismissive. I just wasn’t expecting you to admit you were in love with your sister.”

Dale relaxed again, “It’s ok. Now that I’ve said it out loud, I can see how you’d react like that.” He took another pull from his beer, “This is a surreal conversation.”

Jeri felt she had consumed enough liquid courage and plowed ahead, “I’m sure we’ll have plenty of time to talk about it, but you and Lily were not the reason I wanted to talk.”

“Really?” he asked, “If that wasn’t it, what did you want to talk about?”

“I went to see Julia this morning,” Jeri said. She saw nervousness come back into Dale’s face. “Don’t worry, I didn’t tell her about you and Lily. That’s not my secret to tell.” She took another sip of wine. “I went to see her about my reaction to you and your sister.”

“I thought you said you weren’t,” Dale tried to interject.

Jeri held up her hand, “Please, let me finish.” Dale stopped and closed his mouth, gesturing for her to continue. “Like I said, I saw what you were doing with Lily. I also heard your conversation before you started having sex. I heard what you said about me to her, including that you thought I was hot.”

“I’m sorry, mom. It was the,” he tried to interrupt.

Jeri was a bit exasperated, “Honey, are you going to let me finish or not?” She waited for him to respond. When he didn’t, she took a deep, calming breath and continued, “I was so aroused that I masturbated while I watched you stroke your cock.” Dale was still silent and she was on a roll, “Yesterday, I found your cum towel and masturbated with it. I went to see Julia this morning because I felt like a bad mother.”

Dale opened his mouth to reply but she cut him off with a look, “Talking it through with her helped me see that I wasn’t a bad person or a bad mother. What I realized is I would be a bad mother if I condemned you and Lily. It would make me a hypocrite.” She leaned over and put her wine glass on the table. She leaned in to her son, “Because I want you, too.”

Dale didn’t know how to react. He had not been this surprised since the first morning he woke up naked next to Lily. On instinct, he leaned in to receive her lips. Mother and son’s lips met for the first time. It was a tender kiss, their lips opening just enough for Jeri to suck on her son’s bottom lip while Dale sucked on his mother’s upper lip. They had both closed their eyes and were lost in each other.

Dale put his hand on Jeri’s cheek and she moaned into his mouth. His eyes opened suddenly and he pulled away. Jeri slowly opened her eyes to look into her son’s face, “What’s wrong?”

Dale looked into her eyes, “I can’t.”

“What do you mean, you can’t?” Jeri’s stomach started to knot with dread.

“Lily. I can’t cheat on Lily.” Dale said, his eyes sad.

The dread in Jeri’s stomach turned to confusion and then anger, “Will you listen to yourself? You can’t fuck your mom because you’re already fucking your sister?” Jeri got up from the couch, “This was a mistake.” Tears welled in her eyes as she ran upstairs. Dale heard her bedroom door slam. He picked up his phone and tapped out a message.

Jeri threw herself onto her bed and began crying into a pillow. She berated herself for being so stupid. She knew she couldn’t compete with Lily. Her daughter was young and beautiful and she was just old. Of course when it came down to it he wouldn’t want to have sex with her. There was a knock on her door. “Go away!” she yelled at Dale.

“Mom, we need to talk,” her son’s voice came through the locked door.

“I said, go away!” Jeri yelled, “Leave me alone!”

She continued to cry into her pillow. She had risked so much and now everything was ruined. How could she possibly stay here and live with the rejection? She felt humiliated. After a few minutes, her phone buzzed on the nightstand.

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“Do you think she will fuck?” Russ Johnson asked his wife, Laura.

“What do you think?” Laura responded as she bent forward to give him a drink she’d mixed. As she leaned over, the front of her dress draped, giving Russ a full view of her luscious bare tits. Russ’ eyebrows lifted as he accepted the drink and gazed at those perfect tits-mounds. Laura handed Russ the five-by-seven color photograph of Susan. The stunning eighteen-year-old blonde beauty was wearing a very, very brief bikini which only accentuated the lush creamy tits which Russ judged to be at least a size forty a size smaller than his wife Laura’s tits, 42 DD. Her shapely, suntanned legs were perfect. She could have easily passed for a starlet. Her hair was long and shiny and her eyes a deep emerald green.

“Any woman with a body like that must like to fuck.” Russ grinned. “She’s by far the best looking of all thirty women who sent us resume’ so far.”

“I agree,” Laura said, sipping her drink. “She’s a regular sex kitten for sure. You want me to call her and tell her she’s got the job?”

“Yes, call her tomorrow. Do you think she can handle the kids?”

“Well, she graduated from high school with honors and has a year of college. She can speak two languages. I think she’ll do.”

“As good as Mary was?” Russ asked, remembering the last nanny they’d hired. She was Spanish and loved sex, both with Russ and Laura. But she had to leave to go to college. Susan would be her replacement. “I think this girl, Susan, will surprise you. It will take a little work. Believe it or not, she comes from a pretty straight family. But we’ll bring her around! You can bet your ass on that!” Russ laughed. “Talking about asses, come over here and plant yours right here on my lap.” Laura, smiled lustfully, put her drink down and sat on his lap. Russ’ hands went out, as if drawn by magnets, to her tits. Laura moaned as Russ cupped her tits and squeezed, feeling the nipples harden in his hand. God, but he knew how to work her tits! She could feel his cock harden beneath her ass. Laura’s trained hands made short work of the zipper on Russ’ pants and in his excitement; he lifted his ass effortlessly out of the chair despite the weight of the beautiful full-figure woman in his lap. He shucked his trousers and shorts off in one swift motion. His unbound cock sprang to erect attention. Laura’s clear brown eyes fastened hungrily on his eight-inch monstrosity of a cock. It looked almost obscene in its gigantic curving magnificence. It was the biggest cock she’d ever seen – so far.

But something Russ had told her a few days back had never left her mind. She had asked him if any man he knew might have a cock larger than his. He had laughed. “Hell yes:” Russ answered. Wayne has a cock at least ten-inches long! It’s so big around it looks like a horse’s cock when it’s hard!”

“You’re kidding – aren’t you?” Laura asked as she cocked an eyebrow skeptically

“It’s the gospel truth,” Russ answered. Now, as Laura gazed at Russ’ throbbing prick, she tried to visualize what Wayne’s cock might look like. Wayne was their gardener and handyman who had a small apartment over their barn. Russ’ bursa otele gelen escort sudden oral attack on her bare tits took Laura’s mind off Wayne and his giant cock. Her husband took as much of the succulent titflesh into his ravenous mouth as he could hold at one gulp. Gobbling frantically. Russ chewed Laura’s nipples and licked them with his tongue. Laura grabbed his throbbing prick and pumped it for all she was worth. He sucked her tits harder, creating a tremendous suction. Faster and faster she jerked him off – until she realized she didn’t want his sperm on her – she wanted it in her. At that precise moment Gene, their 18 year old son, and Karen, their 19 year old daughter, walked in unexpectedly. It wasn’t the first time, nor would it be the last time, that the kids would see their parents making love. The couple shared an open and liberated attitude about sex with their kids. The kids kept quiet and watched in fascination as Laura, supporting herself on her free arm, hitched herself up and tore off her bikini panties, rolling the dark hose down the tapered columns of her legs. Bikini panties, nylons and sandals joined them in a heap on the floor. A tiny drop of sperm glittered at the end of Russ’ cock as Laura’s hand ran up and down the pillar of solid cock meat.

Laura’s well-primed pussy lips were gaping open. Russ, sucking her tits, pushed a finger into her cunt. She wiggled as the digit intruded into her pussy like a miniature cock. “Are you going to fuck Dad, Mom?” Gene asked as he felt his cock stiffen in his jeans.

“Watch!” Mom said. Keeping a firm grip on his throbbing prick, Laura swung astride Russ’ lap, facing him. She put one bare foot on the carpeted floor to steady herself, one knee dug deep into his thigh as she steadied herself above his straining cock. He let go of her tit and leaned back to watch. His lithe, long-bodied wife poised, targeted the purple-head of his cock at her gaping, wet cunthole, and then lowered herself.

“Jesus!” Gene whispered to Karen. “They’re going to make me cum in my pants! Doesn’t it even bother you, Sis?”

“A little bit,” Karen answered shyly. Russ and Laura moaned in sheer sensual delight as his cock pressed aside her cunt lips and slid up, up into her wanton opening an inch at a time. She felt his cock going slowly into her pussy, each inch a pleasurable torture and a blessing beyond imagining. Her honey-dripping pussy kissed the hairy base of his mighty cock. Laura drew up her legs so that both knees sank into the chair on either side of Russ’ ass. Her tits poked invitingly at his face; he licked his lips and began to love her tits. The velvet walls surrounding Russ’ cock were fluid, mobile, maddening, clutching and encircling his prick and sucking as agilely as any mouth.

“You’ve got the best pussy in the world!” Russ grunted.

“Well, you always said I was the best fucker in the world!” She smiled lewdly and gave his cock an extra squeeze with her responsive muscles. Russ’ cock was buried a full eight inches, stretching the walls of Laura’s pussy in the most enjoyable manner possible. Russ worked his hips so that the escort bayan fuck-friction gave them both a most exquisite sensation. “Karen,” Laura gasped as Russ rammed into her cunt. “Would you like to try this some day?”

“Y-y-yes,” Karen stammered.

“She’s too little, Mom. Her cunt ain’t anywhere near big enough. She’d be lucky if she could get a finger in it!” Gene laughed at the young girl’s embarrassment. The steam was mounting in the boiler of Russ’ balls. He clenched the muscles of his prick to restrain the flood of cum which demanded to jet forth from his fleshy cock and cream Laura’s inside with sperm. He wanted his wife to climax gloriously before he let himself blow off his load. Perhaps if Karen could see the joy that a good fuck brings to a woman she wouldn’t be so dammed squeamish about sex. She was old enough to begin some sexual activity. Laura was fast nearing the summit. Her long hard clit was well out of its protective covering now, rubbing against the pounding, pistoning, ramrod prick that was stirring her cunt juice to a foaming white froth. She started wildly bucking her cunt up and down on the impaling cock.

“Fuck my cock, Honey! Fuck it! Fuck yourself good! Fuck me harder!” Russ cried. For forty-five full minutes they kept up the wild fuck rhythm.

“Oh my God!” Laura screamed, “I’m cuming!” A gigantic climax hit her. Russ kept driving into her. His cockhead rammed painfully against her cervix, but neither was satisfied. The wanted more – much more! Gene wanted to jack off or something to relieve the pressure in his balls. But he didn’t dare take his cock out in front of his parents. God he would like to fuck a woman built like his Mom. With her long red hair and curvaceous body, she was the most beautiful woman Gene had ever seen. Russ’ cock gave a preliminary spurt of cum, and then both were flung over the edge. With the force of a fire hose, Russ blasted his creamy jizz far up into her belly, and together they both fell into a chasm of orgasmic delight. Gene motioned to Karen, and then they left the room. “Why do they always do that, Gene?” Karen asked naively.

“Because it’s fun,” Gene answered. “How about letting me fuck your sweet pussy and show you?” Gene grabbed her in an embrace and felt between her legs. “God, you’ve got hair on your pussy!”

“So what!” she pouted.

“Well, let me see it!”

“Will you leave me alone if I do?”

“Sure, if you want me to. C’mon to my room.” He took her by the hand and led her to his bedroom.

As they started walking to Gene’s bedroom, Mom called out to Karen, “Relax and enjoy it.”

“Okay, let’s see your pussy, Karen. You promised.”

“Oh, all right, Gene, but just a look. No touching. Okay?”

“Oh for fuck’s sake, Karen, you little prude! Okay, I won’t touch it if you don’t want me to” He sounded disappointed. Working her dress up over her head, she bent slightly with her ass toward him. When the dress was clear of her head, she placed it on Gene’s bed; then reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and turned so her bare tits were on full display for her brother who was standing there with his mouth mudanya escort open. Gene had no idea – no idea at all that a young girl could be so fucking sexy. God, she was beautiful! Her two budding tits were small, but well-formed cones with large bright pink tips that pointed like fingers toward Gene’s open mouth. His glance roamed down to the bulge in Karen’s bikini panties. It was soaking wet! Slowly Karen eased her panties down and stepped out of them “Well?” she asked.

“God, Karen, you’ve got a pretty body.” She posed proudly as she put her hands on the dresser behind her and leaned back a little and spread her legs apart. The hair of her pussy extended back between her legs in a narrow line, lighter brown than the long tresses on her head, and sort of wet looking. She was pinkish between the soft white of her inner thighs.

“Ok, I’ve let you see my pussy and my titties, now can I go?”

“Sure, if you want to, but I’m so fucking horny looking at your cunt. Let me fuck you Sis, c’mon. Please!”

“Gene, I told you no!”

“Will you at least jack me off before I go crazy?”

“Poor baby,’ she pouted. “C’mere.” She pushed him back on the bed. She unzipped his pants and took his straining cock and began rubbing his heavy foreskin back and forth. Gene moaned and arched his back. He stared greedily at her tits.

“Can I feel them?”

“Oh all right,” she answered as she pumped his prick. His fingers slid along the undercurves testing the weight of her small, fascinating tits. She moaned quietly as he kneaded her tits. “Would you like to suck one Gene?” The nipple will feel real good in your mouth.”

“Sure, Sis!” Using both hands to hold her left tit, he sucked the puffy nipple. She gasped and quit playing with Gene’s cock. Karen felt the warm enticing pressure of Gene’s palm urgently working the heavily furred bulge of her cunt around and around. The motion ground Karen’s clit against her pubic bone and she gasped. Gene stopped for just a moment. “I thought you wanted to leave, Sis.”

“Oh please, Gene! Don’t stop! It feels so good! Mmmmmmmm! Ahhhhhhh! But we shouldn’t, Gene! We can’t…. oh Christ….ahhhhh!’ She gasped as Gene’s finger found her wet fiery slot and he began finger-fucking her. “Push it in! Harder – ah, that’s it! Oh Gene, no more finger! Fuck me! As please fuck me!”

“Gene! Karen” Where are you?” Russ was calling them from the living room.

“In my bedroom, Dad!” Gene managed to call out.

“C’mon down. Hurry will you. We’ll be late for the show.”

“Okay, Dad!’ Gene replied. He turned to his sister, “Oh fuck, Karen, my balls are going to explode. They hurt!” His prick was hard as a rock and vibrating with the need for action.

“I’ll hurry Gene.” She grabbed his cock and began rubbing furiously. Suddenly without warning a long white jet of sperm erupted and shot three feet upwards smacking Karen squarely on the tits. Two minor eruptions followed as spurt after spurt jettisoned out onto Karen’s soft white belly.

“Ahhhhhhhh! Thanks Karen,” Gene smiled. “I’m sorry we didn’t have more time. I would have liked to put all that jism in your lovely cunt.”

“Maybe it’s good we did, though,’ Karen mused. “We shouldn’t fuck each other – should we?”

“Why the hell not? You wanted to, didn’t you?”

“Y-yes.

“Okay, then. We’ll spend tonight together after the show, and I’ll give you the best fucking you can ever imagine.”

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My mother; Karen Ester Jackson formerly / Karen E. Parker and Karen E. James. That’s right our dear money grubbing mother has been married three times all for the love of money. Of course also all that money could bring her.

Mother at the ripe old age of thirty eight is a looker I must admit. Mother is tall over five nine, slender with proud firm pointed breasts with a small waist and round firm hips. She works out and it shows. Mother has long shoulder length hair dark as a raven that surrounds a very beautiful face with a wide mouth that I suspect has been used to win favorers.

When Mother goes to the county club pool the men look at her in her string bikini with lust and the younger men look at her with their erections showing. The other women and wife’s are simply jealous to the bone.

Mother inherited her family home just a few months after the divorce from our last stepfather. So my sister Joyce Ann Parker and I Kevin Edward James now live in this very large house on nineteen acres on the edge of town.

The house is massive with three floors and an attic that is unbelievable. I live on the third floor entirely by my self. Joyce has the second floor and mother uses the first floor. This house was built in stages over many years and has much to hide and to be found if one searches carefully.

My grandfather a professional photographer /philanthropist left me all his cameras and a well stocked darkroom in the basement along with a Ford Mustang. Since Joyce is older she was left a fair amount of cash in a trust account. I also get a few dollars a month from a trust.
It is enough to keep me in film and gas for the old Mustang. The car is not a classic but it is in showroom condition.

Mom got the bulk of the estate which I assumed to be enough to keep her comfortable for the rest of her life. At the will reading as soon as my part was read I was asked to leave the room. My sister followed me into the outer office a short time later. Mom was left alone with a Mr. Combs for the remainder of the reading. It was over an hour before Mom came out smiling. She never told me what was in the balance of the estate just that we had a wonderful fully renovated home to live in.

Our stepfather tried to get a piece of the pie but the Judge said “Sorry nothing for you.”

Joyce is enrolled at the junior college while I have decided to lay off a year before going to college. I’m not even so sure I want to go to college. Mom thinks I should and maybe I will but for now I want to enjoy life and see if I can do anything with this photo business.

My best friend Stacy graduated six months ahead of me and he works in his dad’s Adult store down town. Stacy has told me he sees all kinds of people come into the store and buy every thing from Books to dildos and vibrators.

Our town is not all that big maybe fifty five thousand or so. Since our family has belonged to the Country club since I was a child we know most of the prominent people in town. The who’s who of Bay City and Stacy has told me most of the same who’s who has visited his store.

It occurred to me that maybe there would be some profit in photographing some of these people after they left the store and see where they go and with whom. I thought it might be fun to keep an eye on the town and learn a little more about our friends and neighbors. I’ve always been a bit of a snoop and voyeur.

I kept most of these thoughts to myself as Joyce has a tendency to gossip and always tells mother everything. I love my sister but I learned early on that if I told her something Mom would fine out very soon after. I’ve used this also as a way of setting a seed in Mom’s head. Like when I wanted special bike for my birthday. I just told Joyce what one I liked and sure enough that was what I got… Surprise, surprise…

Stacy and I are not old enough to drink in this state but we are over eighteen so we drive a cross the state line where we are legal and drink at the Riverside Roadhouse and truck stop.

This Roadhouse was built over time and has joined several old barns and houses together to make a restaurant, bar and shabby motel. The old pastures are used to park the big rigs. Parker’s gas-o-rama, one of mother’s X’s owns it and liquor store just down the road. It all seems to work out to make this one hell of an interesting place.

I was still in the learning stage of darkroom developing and picture taking. So I often visit our local public library to learn and read. I also carried one or two cameras with me at all times. I would stop by the library and check out books on photography and darkroom techniques almost weekly.

That was where I was when Stacy called me. The head librarian Mrs. Stark gave me a dirty look when the phone buzzed. But there were only a few people in the library so she did not give me hell. When I told Stacy this he laughed and said “Mrs. Stark is one of my on line customers. She buys a lot of toys and sex books.”

I met Stacy at the Roadhouse an hour later. We had a beer and of course talked about girls and who was doing whom. Stacy was six months younger than bursa yabancı escort my sister but he has always had the hott’s for Joyce. I wished him well but he was on his own there.
I was not going to play cupid for him with my sister. I did not care if he ever banged her or not I just did not want to get mixed up in that.

Stacy had a second beer before he said “I saw your Mom in church last week with Ed Barns. Are they dating?”

“I know Mom has gone out a few times with Mr. Barns but she also dates other guys. Why?”

“Mr. Barns came in the store the other day and bought two videos on swinging and groups sex. He also bought a vibrator and an ass plug. I was just wondering who he was seeing.”

I laughed and said “Christ; Stacy I don’t know if my Mom would get into that kind of shit or not. I know my former step dad sure wanted to get into group sex. I think that was the main reason they got divorced. I think he started without Mom and she found out. But to tell you the truth I just don’t know.”

Stacy said “Its just a thought and I wanted you to know now that you’re into the picture taking business.”

I got the picture Stacy was painting and I had to admit it was an interesting scenario if it played out. I saw in Stacy’s eyes he sure wanted to be kept in the loop if I found out anything. I smiled and he knew I would keep him informed if I found anything interesting because I wanted to get the dope on who was visiting his store. What a great partnership this could be.

Stacy told me he had set up a mail order computer operating system for on line buying. He said he thought more of the people that did not want to be seen in the store would use this service and he was right. However they all had to use a credit card and mailing address so Stacy could still tell who was buying his shit as he called it. The credit card was a way of controlling the age requirement as well. But a lot of kids still try to buy stuff and get by. But Stacy can spot a kid a mile away.

A day or so later on a Friday Mom said she was going to visit a friend up at Lake Butler for the weekend. Mom said it was an old girl friend that was visiting. She just wanted us not to worry since she would not be home Friday night or all Saturday. This tid-bit of information set my wheels to spinning and I thought what a great place to take pictures, Lake Butler. It also occurred to me that it was a little early for visitors to use the rental lake cabins. It was not summer yet and was still a little cool.

There were a few private homes up there and very few were used year around but I supposed that maybe it was a private home Mom was going to and not down on the lake’s public area. If I had to drive all over hell up there I might never fine the right cabin. But I had to give it a try.

Mom was loading her car when it dawned on me that my cell phone had a GPS locator build in. I turned it on and dropped my cell phone in the back seat.

I said “Mom can I give you a hand?”

She smiled and said “No this it the last of it. I’ll see you Sunday morning or late Saturday evening I’m not sure how long I’ll visit. You kids be good.”

Joyce stepped out on the porch waving as Mom drove off.

I ran in the house grabbed my old Cell phone and started packing a bag.

Besides a few cloths I packed the camera case with two long lenses and plenty of film. Just for fun I packed an old movie camera. I had been wanting a newer digital movie camera but had not gotten around to it. Too late now pictures would have to do. I needed gas and I stopped by the corner store for something to eat before starting the drive to Lake Butler about an hour or so behind Mom.

It was dark and I do mean dark not a star in the sky. It was pitch black. I turned in at the closed Gas station up on the highway just at the corner of the road that leads to the Beach area. Turning on the over head light and dialed my cell phone. Asked for the GPS locator and it started pointing and beeping. God this was easy.

It was no more than a half a mile off the highway toward the beach area when I got an indicator to turn. I was not sure how far it was back in to the house or even if there might be others still on the way so to be careful I turned on the narrow dirt road and pulled into a dark space behind some trees. I decided to talk for a ways. Camera case in hand I found the log house to be very elegant. A two story, with a porch on three sides set into the hillside. There was a parking area in front under the edge of the front porch.

It was very dark with no outside lighting. I was not sure if there might be some kind of motion detectors but I had no choice I had to get closer. If lights came on I would simply run like hell and try to hide.

My mother’s Jaguar was parked between a Caddy and a Lincoln. Nice company.

I eased my way up and around to the side of the house about porch high. I could see lights on, on both levels. There looked to be a great room in front. I saw shadowy movement but could not see through the sheer curtains over the windows.

This bursa sınırsız escort would also be a problem for taking pictures. I moved up to the rail around the porch and climbed over. No alarms so far. I walked around the three sides and found a window in the kitchen area that was not covered. From here I could see into the great room but not all of it.
I could see the fireplace which was burning and a long sofa to the left side of it. But not all the second sofa to my right.

I put a telephoto lens on the camera and looked through the viewer. I could see a tall slender man I did not recognize. He was striped down to his shorts and a t-shirt. Even with his shorts on I could tell he was aroused. I wondered where Mother was.

I knew this was all about sex and group sex at that. Some how my mother being involved did not surprise me. Nor did I feel as if I should be ashamed for her. My mother is an extremely lovely lady and she is young and very sexy.

Just then another lady moved into view. This blonde was dressed in bra and panties. She was a little heavier with very large hanging breast and a plump ass. She was pretty with blonde hair about her shoulders. She had a drink glass in her hand. She stopped in front of the fire place turned her butt toward it and wiggled her ass. She lifted her glass and said something to an unseen person just out of sight to the right.

The blonde waved and a moment later my mother came into view to stand beside the blonde. Mom was dressed in red bra and matching bikini panties that left nothing to the imagination. Mom was taller than the blonde, slim with proud full breasts and a tight round ass Mom was really a very sexy lady. She also carried a drink. Together they both laughed and lifted their glasses and took a sip.

It seems I was not the only one with a camera. I saw a flash go off. The blonde turned sideways and posed in a sexy side view. Mom did the same with her back to the blonde. More flashes. I also took a few pictures without a flash.

I hoped this high speed film would work in low light. But I would not know until I got back to the darkroom.

I found it hard to think of taking pictures while keeping my eyes and thought on my mother. I keep taking pictures even though I had a hard on. It was uncomfortable but arousal wins out over uncomfortable every time.

After a few sexy poses from both women a man joined them. Standing between the two women he slipped an arm around each cupping a breast in each hand. Mom paced a hand on his enlarged dick. He was dressed in the same was as the others.

He had on briefs that were red and cut in a bikini style. The blonde went one better than Mom. She slipped her hand in the waist band and grabbed his dick. The guy turned a little toward the busty blonde and said something and she kissed him then bent over pulling his briefs down.

A long thick cock popped free and the blonde quickly took the head in her mouth. Mom hugged the guy and watched as the blonde started swallowing most of his cock. A few more flashes and I was taking a few pictures along with the unseen photographer.

A third man appeared and stood behind the bent over blonde. He pulled her panties down to her ankles and she stepped out of them her mouth never left the guys cock.

This third guy grabbed the blonde by the hips and after some wiggling and prodding he pushed his hard on into her pussy.

“God all mighty.” I cried and for a moment I thought some one might have heard me. But this bunch was having too much fun. Mom just stood there watching still hugging the guy and kind of caressing the blondes head letting her finger tips trace the blonde’s lips where they came in contact with this guys cock. This had to be the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

Mom moved around to the other side of the guy getting the blow job.
Mom squatted and her head was behind the busty blonde’s plump ass. But the guy fucking the blonde pulled his cock out of her pussy and even though I could not see it I know he let my mother take his pussy slim covered cock into her mouth. I took pictures and hoped to hell I was getting all this. The guy pulled his cock out of Mom’s mouth and pushed it back into the blonde’s cunt. Mom stood and again kissed the guy getting the blow job. I was sure she was swapping pussy juice and spit with the guy.

I was so excited I darn near come myself. Right then I decided I was going to either join this group or fuck my mother at a later date. Either way I was going to fuck Mom. She was so fucking sexy.

Things seem to be changing and bodies were moving around so that Mom was bent over next to the blonde. They were swapping the cock from mouth to mouth. The guy behind the blonde was fucking her and then Mom he took which ever one had the cock in her mouth one and then the other. Who ever was out of sight was sure taking a lot of pictures as was I.

I had to stop and reload the camera twice. I was using thirty sex exposure high speed color film. I had some black and white film that was even higher speed. I thought görükle escort of using it but all this would look so much better in color.

Mom’s turn came up and she took the long thick cock in her mouth but the guy behind moved back and the blonde squatted behind mom and started licking her cunt. Christ this was just too much. I pulled my dick out and started jerking off while still trying to take pictures with one hand.

I thought the guy Mom was sucking was going to cum but his will power must have been incredible. He pulled back and the two women moved off to the right out of sight. I was so excited I came shooting cum all over the log wall below the kitchen window. I thought fuck it; no one will ever know once it dries.

There was no one in view and this really pissed me off. I was not done watching. I went around to the front widows and through the curtain covered windows I saw at the room was empty. No one was there. They must have gone up stairs to one of the bedrooms. “Well shit “I walked around the house twice and could not see any way to get up on the porch roof or see into the bedroom even from a tree perch.

Resigned to my fait I went back to my car and drove home. Going straight to my darkroom I started processing the film. I had not stopped to speak to Joyce and did not even know if she was still home. It was late almost one o’clock in the morning I just assumed she was in bed. I was about to find out she was in bed but not alone.

The pictures came out clear and with good contrast. A few were blurred as I was shaking so badly. But I had taken enough so that I got plenty of good ones of every pose and change of position.

Hanging the negatives in the drying locker I pulled out the paper and stared to set up the enlarger. I had to take a piss so went up to my bedroom. There was a bathroom on the ground floor but I went up to my own.

As I passed through the second floor I heard noises coming from Joyce’s bedroom. I had to see what was going on so I went to her door and listened. No doubt about it she was making sexual “I’m getting fucked.” Sounds.

I turned the handle and cracked the door. Surprise, surprise there on the bed on all fours was my darling sister naked with my friend Stacy behind her fucking her doggie style. I watched for a moment and them thought why not go get my camera.

I took a long look before I moved off. Stacy was not fucking her pussy he was too high. Stacy was in her ass hole. Well good for him and me if I got my camera quick enough.

When I got back with a freshly loaded camera they were still at it and I got dozens of pictures. Enough to blackmail my sister for the rest of her life.

I bet from now on she would not go running to Mom with every little bit of nasty information about me. No more tattle telling on me.

But on the other hand maybe that point was mute as I had the pictures of Mom now and I thought that from now on I was going to rule the roost. I was going to be cock of the walk…

I never heard my friend Stacy leave and I was dead on my feet when every picture was printed and dried. I made two copies and put one away in a safe place. Granddad had a little locker under the main table with a good lock on it.

This time as I put one copy of all the prints in the locker I noticed a key way back on the top shelf. I had no idea what is was for. But if Granddad had put it away there must have been a good reason. I put the key up over the top of a beam where I thought it would not be readily found and went up to bed. I had been up for more than twenty four hours and I died as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I had some wild dreams over and over for the next ten hours. It was great and I hoped this was a sign of things to come. But as I was just about to come awake I dreamed of the key I had found. It followed that there had to be a use for it but what and where was the lock it fit.

After I showered giving my cock extra attention while thinking of what I had seen I shaved and felt a lot better. It was after five thirty in the afternoon so I called Stacy. He agreed to meet me at the roadhouse for a beer.

“I tell you Stacy it drove me crazy that I could not see what was happening after that bunch left the great room.” I told Stacy between several sips of beer.

“No shit. You watched your mother suck some guys cock? How fucking crazy was that?

I mean your Mom’s hot as hell I’d have given my left nut to have seen that. Who do you think the blonde was? You ever see her before?” Stacy asked.

I just shook my head and drank my beer. I asked Stacy “How are you and my sister coming along? You getting any closer?”

Stacy looked at me and I could see he was wondering if I knew anything or was I just curious. I guess he figured I knew so he said. “The craziest thing happened yesterday. I met Joyce at the coffee shop. We had coffee and talked. Something happened and I’m not sure what or why but I went over to your house last night after Joyce told me your Mom was not going to be there.” Stacy looked at me and I gave no indication I knew anything so he went on. He said”Joyce gave it up last night. We fucked our brains out for a couple of hours. We did every thing two people can do and still be alive. Joyce was no virgin, I thought she might be. But that girl knows more moves that I do. The last thing I did was fuck her in the ass and it was not the first time for that either.”

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My sister named Punam, is doing her B.Sc.2nd yr in a local college here. She is not so smart that can attract everyone but she is like an average college girl. We used to talk on almost all the subjects freely at our home. My father is a headmaster of a local school and mother is a teacher in girls’ high school. My elder sister is married and is well settled in Pune. Our paternal grandmother is staying with us. She is partly immobile with feeble eyesight.

Normally we remain alone at home in the afternoon, barring few occasions when she goes to her tuitions in noon. Normally we remain busy with our own work and granny usually sits in her room near the verandah. Until reading that incredible story ‘Sonal My Behna’, I never thought about sex with my sister. However, I really like the views of that author about incest sex for reasons like that it avoids AIDS and STDs possibilities and allows you an in-house entertainment too. Friends you will not believe but before this incident I never had a sexual encounter in my real life. I was so unlucky guy until my 22 that had never seen a naked girl or women in my real life, so the matter of fucking doesn’t arise! All the things what I was doing were limited to masturbating ( hand job, hatthoo or mooth ), chasing or flirting the girls, erotic chat on adult sites, seeing blue films etc. – Even after knowing clearly the fact that the so called ‘girl’ chatting across me is not a girl in reality but is a Naughty Tom like me having a fucking stick in his pants and is idly sitting like me in the cafe nearby his college and passing his leisure time there! However, there were no other alternatives of entertainment in small towns like ours. After reading that story I started thinking seriously of fucking my sister and finally decided to seduce her.

I was not getting clue how to approach her. Although we were talking and chatting on almost all the subjects in our leisure times but previously I never thought in this intension before. Normally we used to talk freely on our friends, their affairs how they ( friends )search for privacy to meet each other’s lovers’, for that how they bunk tuitions, lectures etc etc….

We were free in discussing films and filmstars their affairs like why Abhishek left Karishma; but soon I found this was not sufficient to seduce her for fucking! One day my father asked me to accompany my sister to our district HQ, so as to get her homeguard cadet certificate from the office of District Sports Officer. As I was searching for the chance, I immediately nodded. On a safer side father advised us to travel by bus instead of my motorbike. It was Thursday that day, after taking lunch we left the house. As there are frequent buses going to that place, we got the bus soon. We were sitting nearby in the bus on a two-sitter bench. Punam sat on the window sit and I was on aisle seat. It was approx 1-hour distance. As my intensions were clear, I intentionally sat closer to her touching my thighs to her thighs; arms to her arms and like that. While chatting I was getting more closer to her as if I can’t heard her conversation in the noise of bus. Due to closeness, my penis was getting partly erected and bulge was clearly visible from my pants. I was sure she must have definately noted that changes in my behavior and obviously in my pants! – But she did not showed anything like that on her face. Taking liberty, I clapped on her thighs for few times and also on the pretext of reading fortune on palm, I fondled her hand too. By my moves, she was getting nervous and shy but she was quiet all the while. After journey was over, we reached to D.S.O. office at 11 noon sharply for certificate.

As usual the sarkari babu told us to collect that certificate by 5 in evening as the DSO was on the tour outside and would be supposed to returned by 3 PM at his office, after that he will sign the certificate and we can get it. Now how to pass the time until evening was our task so after thinking we planned to go for a morning movie of 12 to 3. I referred the local newspaper and we decided to go to ‘Razz’, although previously it was seen by both of us with our respective friend circle but we decided to repeat it. The movie theatre was nearby so we could reach easily to DSO office after movie. We went to theatre, got the tickets, and sat inside the theatre. Being morning show and movie was no more remained new by now, so there was no rush to show except the strayed audience. In balcony, hardly 100 spectators were present out of which 90 were the couples of lovers and balance may be strayed viewers. As we were among the first comers entered the theatre; we sat in the last row and many couples were sat in front of us. It was obvious that they all were lovers and were reached here to get the privacy by bunking their colleges or tuitions. After some time the lights were made off and the movie started.

As the lovers around were no more interested in movie, they started their work of lovemaking. Presuming us as a couple one out of them,they were least bothered about our presence nearby. Exactly in front of our eyesight one couple was sitting. We were observing them, soon he started kissing her.

He was smooching her lips for almost 20 minutes, and by closing her eyes she was enjoying his kiss. Punam Porno was disturbed to see those lovers. She was shying and getting more nervous. I was sure that now she would said to leave the movie in between but amazingly she didn’t said any word like that and was carefully observing what was going on nearby. After some time, the nearby lovers fulfilled their thirst of kissing and were moving ahead. They were becoming shameless. The lover sitting in front of us has inserted his hand in the kamiz of his fiancée and started rudely rubbing her breasts probably she was not wearing her bra. He was least bothered about our existence there as we are seeing them may be presuming that we are there for the same work! She was now leaned down her legs below the front seat and laid her head on the hands of chair and both of his hands were inside her kamiz caressing her breasts wildly. In a short while, she started moaning.

I saw -like me- punam was also watching the same movie! My penis got erected but I could not do anything as I was sitting with my sister. Now the lovers were moving one step ahead. He put her hand on his erection and down the zip of his pant. She had drawn her palm inside his pant and started probing his tool. As we were sitting on uppermost step chairs in the last row, we could easily see their complete drama from our place. After fondling his tool for sometime she could not controlled herself as he was fondling her breasts and was arousing her badly, so finally she pulled out his tool outside his pants. Oh what a seen that was! His black coloured monster was now in her hand and we could see easily when there was enough light on the scenes in the picture. The lund was getting larger in the outside air! Soon it becomes fully erected due to her gentle massaging. As the foreskin was down the head of lund was glistening. Now she leans over him and started masturbating his tool. Punam was carefully watching their drama like me. I don’t know if she had already seen an erected lund before. Thinking this my penis was getting erected inside my pants.

In a minute or two-he cummed forcefully on her and her face was clunged with his load on her chicks. As there was no A.C. in that hall,the humid air inside the theatre was getting hotter and we could easily feel the whiff of some pungent aroma inside the hall. She ate some of his cum with her fingers and rest cleaned with her hanky and put that hanky carefully in her purse. Next she loosened knot of her shalwar and put his hand inside her shalwar. From his actions, it was clear that he was fingering her phoody or vagina. By imagining the scene of their finger fucking I could not control myself and was about to cum inside my pants. Although the treasure of sex was sitting next to me but I could not make any move because she was my sister and I was her brother! I know both were ignited from inside but could not do anything. What I could do was that I put my left hand on her right hand and that is too on the arm of seat and I could feel that she was hot, and was shivering, I was quietly watching her reaction. However, she did not make any move as I was expecting and watching the in front love making couples’affairs like a statue. After some time of finger fucking of his fiancée’s pussy he removed his fingers and was licking those fingers.

I was sure that he was eating her cum that was sticking to his fingers. She was sitting in a manner that he could easily scratch her lava. By the time, all the surrounding was filled with some pungent odour probably that was emitting from their body parts like choot and lund! After fulfilling their desires they neatened their clothes and leave the theatre. By the interval almost three forth of theatre was vacated so we decided not to watch the movie further and left the theatre after intervals. In the outside circumstances, I observed Punam was somewhat disturbed so I changed the topic of movie and we went to nearby restaurant for refreshment. Now she was getting normal but was shy and was avoiding me in meeting her eyes direcly like what she was doing previously. Then I took her to the DSO office and we collected her Homeguard certificate. In evening we got return bus at around 6.30 PM. Sitting arrangement was like morning. But this time I built some more courage for the reason that it was darkness inside the bus after the booking was over and the afternoon movie scene was witnessed by both of us. So this time I could not control myself. I directly put my left-hand palm over her right thigh in the darkness and waiting for her replies. She did not replied.

So I started caressing with my fingers on her thighs but she was seeing outside the windows as if nothing had happened. I could not built more courage than that within me so I could not go beyond that, as I was not sure about her extreme reaction if something goes wrong. By the time, our small journey was over and my entire efforts went futile. From next day onwards I was searching for more opportunities to seduce her. Now she was became an angel of my dream. Although she is a medium girl of wheatish complexion long hair up to hips good body curves…..featuring something like Shilpa Shetty ( what I think! )….and is really beautiful, I mean it. Now when she came to my room as usual Altyazılı porno for chatting about our college gathering, youth festival, friends & profs (I believe, that’s the only topic on which I can debate with my sister!) I use to stare at her (particularly at her breasts) in the manner that she should take note of my intentions. I was eager to show her that I was magnetized by her physically maturity, her magnetic eyes, magical smile, her makeup and costumes that carved her novel picture in my heart. Since recent past I also noticed her boobs are bubbling to new heights and were erecting my penis. There onwards I use to search every occasion of talking to my sister lonely.

Although I was not sure whether we both had mutual attraction but I observed that we both us are glancing each other on time to time. It was my duty to drop her to the college every morning on my bike. I observed many times her hand touches to my penis, earlier I was overlooking this considering coincidence but then I decided to harvest this every opportunity. When her hand touches to my penis, I started my penis growing more and so she should feel the erection. Later I come to know that she removes her hand like touching an electric wire that is carrying a current when she feels my growing erection to her hand. Here I was expecting that she should hold my erection so that I could make a further move but it was not happening.

Time was passing and I was getting more and more desperate to fuck her. When I cleared my ICWA entrance recently and that was come to know me on 1st Jan. 03 – that day CA and ICWA results were declared- I hugged her deeply on the pretext of joy and as if I am doing it unintentionally I keep her in my embrace for almost a minute. When I released her, she was blushed and was shying. Because this time I touched my full erection to her body. Later I was thinking that she might surely complain this to our parents so in evening when our mom came home I hugged her in the same manner -as I hold my sister in noon- but obviously this time my penis was not erected! She didn’t said anything but matter was not progressing at all. I was searching for all possible chances. I started to withdraw underwear while sleeping and was sleeping on merely a pyjama or bermuda or on shorts so that she should view my erection like a tent and should make further move.

I observed she saw my swollen tent many times but was quietly observing. I also bring some porn magazines and leave them on table or below my pillow so that she should at least take note and glance them. I know she saw those issues but neither shown like that on her face and nor complained to parents. As we are sharing same bathroom and toilet so when she takes bath earlier to me then I started masturbating on her panties and bras, leaves my cum thereon, and later put that panty or bra on bath stool or at other place than the normal pile of clothes so that she should guess later while collecting the clothes for washing and should note that what I did to her undergarments! If I take bath earlier then I use to spread my cum on bath stool. Once I shaved my penis, removed pubic hair- Zata- and keeps the entire shaving kit clinging with hair-zata-and foam intentionally in bathroom as if I forget to clean it. After some time when I peek into bathroom, I found my kit was washed and was kept on its place! Twice I showed her my dick from the corners of my Bermuda (short), when I was resting on my bed with pillows below my head, reading a book with my knees upward and I was not put on my underwear inside the Bermuda. So I was sure that my dick was clearly visible to her when she was sitting on the corner of the same bed. Finally, I concluded that she is neither showing any interest in my moves nor taking initiative. I got frustrated. On the other hand, I was thinking like although even if she is not showing any direct interest in me nor she is complaining to anyone in house means

I could say that she is neutral moreover. So why should not I take the initiative by directly invading her and test my luck once. For that, I was searching an opportunity. After a few days, a solitary time arose.

Our parents have to leave for Pune for a 3 days meeting for setting the SSC board papers. As both our papa and mom are on the committee of paper setting and every year, they have to visit board office at Pune. My sister and our grandma were left behind, My mother instructed to sleep us all in the same room. It was 13th Jan, Monday. However by the night my granny requested that she would like to sleep in her regular room that is attached to verandah, as she could not sleep elsewhere being the new place and that may cause her sleeplessness at this old age. So at around 9 PM granny left for her room and asked me to lock the door inside carefully. We were alone watching the TV in our main room. She was sitting in the sofa & I was lying on the bed watching TV. There was some love story going on! As I was thinking something different in my mind so I was shy watching the movie with her that day. Once or twice I went purposefully to kitchen (to drink water) to avoid to see those love & kissing scenes on the movie. But she was so cool girl seriously looking at the love scene and enjoying them, as it seems Brazzers like she is unaware of Love and sex. Thinking her innocence like ‘Sridevi’ in the movie ‘Sadma’ my penis was getting erected and I was waiting for a chance to fuck the innocent girl. When I could not control I jerked off in the toilet. It was around 11.30 pm, by the time she made herself comfortable to sleep down-thank God!- and laid her mattresses on the carpet side by my cot. I was pretending to be sleep on my bed and my tent was once again on its full now.

I was waiting for her replies. I know by now she had noticed my tent many times -not directly but from the corners of her eyes but she was quiet. After complete movie was over, She switched off the TV and drank water from a jug nearby. Then she went to toilet for piss. In the quiet background of night, I can easily hear her pissing sound. That made me crazy and desperate and I decided to fuck her at any cost. Again she came in the room think for a while and then switch off the bedroom light and went to her bed. At midst of darkness I couldn’t really sleep, Some thing like monster inside me ignited to have a perfect fuck with her now. After long thoughts, I made up my mind of how to make a love affair with her…. After a careful thought, I was sure this is ‘Yes or ever or No or Never’ type battle. I finally decided to test my luck. I stated with a gargle mmuuueee,mmuuuuueee, twice, thrice and watching. I was heart beaten…….

Eagerly waiting for her replies……Oh my

God…….Finally you blessed me!……. She

replied with the cough. Now I understood that she is sleepless and she is of the same intensions as I am having! In order to confirm further I coughed this time…. and oh God she gargled in replies this time! In fact I was waiting for this final sign. I started and come on rolling on the side of my cot…I approach her with my hands from my cot (As I told you, she was sleeping on the floor besides my cot). I first put my hand out of my bed and slowly crawled my hands to her from my bed (I never made an attempt to peep from my bed, all my hands did)….I was about to touch her……and was shaken by her meekly voice, “Bhaiya….didn’t you get sleep??”. I immediately took my hand and my mind was boggling to death. I said, “Punam,I couldn’t”. She raised up her knees leaned to the bed, and said “Let me make you sleep”,. She started, she reached my right hand and placed my palm on her cheek.

My heart started pounding and my vain blood started pumping out. We were motionless for minutes. Slowly she whispered ‘Sleep…Sleep…’rubbing her cheek on my palm. I was relaxed by her love whisper and slowly fingered her cheek as gently as I could. After fingering for about 2 minutes, I slowly took my hand off her Cheek and hold her shoulder to rise her knees. At last words came from my mouth “Punam Please sleep with me”!!. Oh my God….to my surprise she did as I said and laid besides me on my bed and did not even protested! For a few minutes we were motionless, suddenly she tightened my hand with hers slender fingered tender palm and placed it on her belly. I made up mind not to waste time anymore…. I crawled my hand to her boobs, she was holding my hand tightly and never let me press it. She guided my hand to her neck…face and I started tickling her ears. I can hear her sex ecstasy voice mmmmm..mmmmm. and said bhaiya please make love to me, I was half way on her, and started with the first kiss & smooch of my life. With that she lost her control, holds my hair tightly, and never let me take my lips. I reached her tongue with mine, and she gave a bite. I kissed her all over her face, and so did she. I started to probe her boobs on her dress and was lucky this time that she let me play, kiss and mouth them over her kamiz. I was pressing them over her kamiz with my tremendous vigor. We were hugging and spinning each other rolling all over the bed, kissing each other. She was wearing salwar- kamiz, I started unzipping her tops, and she was much co-operative turning her back for unzipping. We kneed on the bed and she raised her hand to take off her tops.

As did to her, she did the same to take off my t-shirt. Still on the knees, I released her ponytail as she got big hair touching her hips and whiff of hair fragrance went into my nosrills. Now I could never resist and started hugging kissing her boobs and around. At the same time scents emerging of her bare armpits were intoxicating me. I found her armpits were full with a black jet of hair. I caressed there. She whispered my name ‘ Naren, Naren….’and hold my buttocks tightly to hers, as my hard penis was touching her, she was shocked, and hold my buttocks still tighter and reached my neck hugging with hers. When it was on the go, I slowly put my hands on her buttocks and slowly released her salwar nara. She suddenly realized and hence refrained me doing so. She was still half-dressed, I removed forcefully her salwar at last. I released her bra and saw her pair of nice breast standing stiff and erect. This time I carefully observed her boobs. She had a very nice pair of boobs. Whitish in color with faint brown or you can say reddish colored nipples. Although they were big in size but they were very hard and tight. Her nipples were erected. That site astonished me. We hugged in bare body and I realized the heat of her body in mine. I dragged my tongue all over her face, her hairy arm pits and boobs. She was so curious and demanding even as she holds my back hair, and guides me from her boobs to belly.

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Volume 3: Climax week hits its thunderous conclusion

Friday

Getting ready for work Friday morning, I had to plan and also get ready for my visit with Jessica’s aunt Daniella right after work. Friday being casual day at the office, I went with a comfortable pair of jeans and a collared golf shirt. Because I was already having horny thoughts about Daniella and her big breasts ravishing me, I decided to go commando.

It wasn’t something I did often because of much warranted worries of catching something important in the zipper. But I thought, what the fuck, less for Daniella to have to rip off of me later.

At work, Amanda was gone for the day so I had to work with Stephanie to get a report done before lunch. Right after lunch, Diane and I would take that report upstairs and present it to the higher-ups.

Sitting really close to Stephanie as we worked seemed very natural and we were hammering out the work pretty steadily. She looked gorgeous as usual in a grey and pink chevron sweater that clung tightly to her body. It did very well accentuating the small, but fitting, features of her body. She wore her normal high pony tail and smelled of something luring and fantastic.

“You smell really good,” Stephanie said without looking at me.

“Well, thank you,” I said with a smile. “I showered this morning.”

Stephanie laughed and said, “Thank God for that. God know who you would have come in smelling like.”

I turned to her a smiled. “I’m an angel.”

“NO!” she replied suddenly turning towards me. “You, Boss, are a dangerous little devil.”

Suddenly I felt her right hand fall onto my upper thigh. With continuous thoughts of Daniella, and Aunt Janet, and Diane, and the fact that my balls and cock were hanging free, my resting cock held a little more blood than normal. Because of this, Stephanie got to feel more than she bargained for.

Startled with a jolt, Stephanie looked down at where her hand was placed. She pushed downward a little more and brought her hand together slightly. “You’re not little at all. You are a big devil.”

I ran the risk of growing even more in her hand if I didn’t move and get out of this situation.

“I think we’ve got far enough along here,” I said standing up. I bent over her and whispered softly into her ear. “I don’t want to give you more than you can handle.”

As I turned and walked towards my office Stephanie said, “I’ll let you know how much that is.”

I smiled shaking my head. “I need that report to Diane before you go to lunch.”

Drew came into my office just before lunch to ask if we were still on for Sunday night.

“Yes!” I said almost shouting. The early stages of my plan were being worked out in my head. I had also remembered the steaks that I had picked up for Janet and Nikki that had gone uneaten. I’d grill them in the backyard along with whatever else.

Then I thought about Jessica and Drew and what she would think about my plan. I assumed she’d figure it out sooner rather than later. It was Drew that was going to be the most surprised. But I figured since he’d already seen Jess in a real life porn film, I might as well kick it up a level.

A vision of Jessica taking Drew’s nine inch pole got my cock to stir and being to harden against the rough material of my jeans. The look on Jessica’s face with that kind of meat in front of her would be priceless. What she would actually do when presented that situation is what drove my hardness.

I couldn’t wait for Sunday.

I sat and had lunch with Diane in the small deli that was on the bottom floor of our building. So over lunch we went over our afternoon meeting. Having scheduled our meeting in advance, Diane wore a mauve colored lace yoke top and a dark pair of tight fitting jeans. Though her top was loose fitting every else, it hugged her breasts tightly. Her long auburn hair had curls in it today, done up in a full body sort of way.

I ate and listened to her and watched as passing guys, and even some girls, glanced or outright stared at the beauty sitting next to me. In her early 40’s, Diane had aged flawlessly so far. I imagined she’d look the very same when she was in her 50’s.

I suddenly glanced over at her covered breasts. Since everyone else was already, I might as well too. I always joked with Stephanie that Dye didn’t have double D’s, but I began to wonder how close to that she was. They were full, that was for sure, and she obviously didn’t wear cheap bras. I guessed that Victoria Secret or some other high end bra was always supporting those mounds.

“You too!?” Diane said sharply, breaking my attention.

“What?” I asked stupidly.

“Men are all the same.”

“No, we are not,” I said with a smile as I accentuated each word.

Diane reached over and suddenly her hand was on my lap. “Yep, just as I suspected; you’re looking at my breasts and you’re hard. That’s a typical male.”

Finishing my sandwich, we got up to leave Porno to head upstairs. “I wasn’t even a quarter hard back there. Just so you know.”

Diane turned to me and dramatically proclaimed, “Ah yes, as Stephanie was telling Amanda from the bathroom, you’re fucking huge!”

Rarely did Dye swear, and to use the top of the pyramid words, it meant a lot. Thinking about Stephanie running off to the bathroom to tell Amanda what she had felt definitely stroked my male ego.

Riding up to the top floors with Diane, I turned to her and said, “Didn’t Jessica ever tell you how big I was?”

“Oh please,” Diane said with pessimistic look. “Believe me when I say women do not go around and brag to other women about what they’re riding. If a cock is misshapen or in some way dissimilar to all the other cocks of the world, then sure. Other than that, it’s a male fantasy right next to pillow fights in lace pajamas.”

We went into the conference room and sat down in our marked seats on the right side, pretty close to the middle. With our report submitted and analyzed by someone with a higher paying job than me, I sat back to watch the presentation.

One of the junior partners asked for the lights to be turned off as she got a projector ready. Getting ready to get comfortably bored, I sat back with enough attention on my face to trick anyone that looked my way.

About a quarter of the way through, the presentation lost my attention. My eyes remained focused on the screen while on the inside I tried to keep them open. The presenter briefly touched on what my particular report said, using it as reference something else, my part was pretty much over.

When I felt Diane’s hand creep up my pants leg, I knew she had lost focus too. At first her hand froze at my middle thigh but began to rub back and forth so thereafter. When her hand wandered further north, she met the mound that was my growing cock.

Diane leaned towards me and whispered, “Stephanie said it was hanging to the left earlier. What happened?”

Appearing to respond to my assistants question about the presentation, I whispered back into her ear. “It’s like a compass, always points towards the hot ones.”

I went back into my chair and enjoyed getting felt up. Dye had abandoned my thigh and was strictly focusing on my hardening wood. Only when I started to grow did she come back to my upper inside thigh.

She leaned back in. “How hard can I get you?”

I looked around the table wondering if anyone could see what was going on underneath the table. When I was confident that no attention was being paid to us, I relaxed and nonchalantly slid closer. Diane rubbed the entire length while occasionally grabbing hold of my meat. I could tell she was trying to gauge for herself, how much I could really give her.

“You’d better hope this meeting is going to last awhile. I’m gonna have a big problem if it ends soon,” I whispered.

“You’re not lying,” Diane said looking directly into my eyes. It was the second time I’d seen such a look of lust firing from her emeralds. The first time was one thing, this time the urgency was there like she was about to take me into a closet and have her way with me. Which wouldn’t be so bad, right?

I pawed desperately at her breasts as I felt myself begin to leak pre-cum. Jesus Christ; I was going to cum in my fucking pants and have a God damn mess.

Luckily and unluckily in any case, the lights were suddenly asked to be turned back on and the meeting was adjourned. If anyone gave me a quiz as to what was actually said, I would have failed miserably. Instead, Diane and I quickly filtered along with everyone else to the elevators.

We stood behind twenty or so people with thoughts of being packed in an elevator car like sardines with my hard on did not appeal to me. I glanced to my left and saw the sign for the stairs. Without thinking, I grabbed Diane’s hand and pulled her along.

I didn’t give her a chance to protest, but after two flights of stairs she pulled back while we were on a landing. “I can’t take the stairs like this in these heals.”

With my back towards her, I spun around with lightening speed to face her. Confident that no one else was going to be on the stairs, I went to her with such speed that it made her take a half a step backwards. My arms slung around her body so she couldn’t move further away, as her eyes froze into mine.

Without word, my lips pressed against hers with more force than I had intended. But Diane quickly matched my fury, returning the kiss with deep passion. I pulled her waist tighter to mine so she could feel my still present hardness.

My hands slid up her sides until I felt the bottom underwire of her bra. With her arms wrapped around my neck, we kept at it like a couple of feverish kids. My hands moved further north until I felt her side boob.

I tried breaking off the kiss once but Diane pulled me towards her so I couldn’t. I finally had to grip her arms and Altyazılı Porno almost push her away.

“We can’t go any further,” I said with a frog in my throat. We both knew I didn’t really mean it.

“Not here,” Diane said trying to straighten herself up. “God you’re a good kisser.”

“Can you mention that to Steph please?”

I stepped back just enough to evade Dye’s right fist that was meant for my face. I took the blow on the shoulder, and let me tell you, it hurt like hell.

“You little shit,” she growled.

“You know that’s not true,” I said as I bounced down the stairs, not waiting up for her. I laughed the entire way.

“MEN!”

I’d have to tell Jessica about Dye and I’s kiss. And the rubbing, I supposed. But now it was off her aunt Daniella’s for an early evening roll.

I said goodnight to Diane with an air kiss that she could only see. She gave me the finger for everyone to see.

I drove to Daniella and her husband Jason’s house with soft wood. It wasn’t going to take much to prop me up, as I was sure Dani was an expert at.

As she was expecting me, Daniella met me at her front door before I could knock.

“Hello, stud. Are you ready for the best sex of your life?” she purred. Daniella had short cropped blonde hair, had the same body structure as Jessica but shared the same ass as her sister Janet. I didn’t know what Daniella had for original equipment, but I easily assumed that any weight she put on when straight to her butt. Because of that, she had gotten fake breasts to complete the package.

She was wearing a white long sleeved shirt with a deep “U” shaped neckline. Her perfect silicone tits were on full display. I tried not to drool. Down below, she wore a tight pair of tan short shorts. When she told me to follow her in, she spun on her heels and sauced her wiggle as I watched.

She led me into the living room which was nicely decorated with a giant TV mounted to the wall. “Take a seat here. I’ll get us something to drink.”

Daniella came back a few minutes later with two glasses of lemonade. “You’re not nervous at all, are you?” When she handed me my glass she bent over further than she had to really. My eyes went straight for her mountainous valley.

“Why would I be nervous for?” I asked.

“Well,” she said taking a sip before taking a seat close to me. She tucked her legs underneath her and looked at me. The family blood lines produced Daniella’s beautiful face, which was very similar to Nikki’s. I’d imagined if the two beauties were walking together, some lucky bastard would wrongly believe that they were mother/daughter. “Cheating on Jessica can’t be easy. And then with her aunt too?”

I shrugged my shoulders and tried playing it off like it truly was my first time having sex with someone other than my girlfriend. I made a move towards Dani to show her just how cool I was with the situation. When she met me, we kissed softly.

“That was nice,” she smiled gently. I went in again, with intentions of coming back with an article of her clothing this time. I reached down and started pulling at her tight white shirt.

“Umm, uh uh, not yet,” she purred, pushing my hands away from her shirt. “I’m the boss.”

Oh shit, what have I gotten myself into?

“I’ll do it for you,” Daniella smiled. “I need you to watch me.”

Suddenly music rained down on us from the ceiling. I didn’t recognize it, but it was a soft rock song. Daniella jumped off the couch and stood in front of me about two feet. She started shaking her hips, swaying side to side as she tossed her hair.

Apparently along with being a swinger, she also strove to be a stripper. Who was I to complain?

She leaned over in front of me until her hands rested on my knees, giving me an eye full of cleavage. Back in the day I guessed they were 34DD’s, I thought about confirming that a little later.

Daniella shook her tits for me before she spun in a circle and stuck out her thick little ass at me. I thought about smacking it but suddenly thought better of it. You can’t touch the strippers, I thought, half excepting her husband to come out and tackle me if I went against his wife’s rules.

With her back towards me, she began removing her top. She tossed it over her shoulder at me with a school girl giggle, still not turning back so I could see her bra covered breasts. Instead she reached up behind her and started undoing the clasp.

“Can I see them covered first?” I asked huskily.

“Of course,” she smiled sweetly. “You are the customer.”

Her white open cup bra strained against its captives. The tanned flesh spilled out perfectly. I imagined her nipples and areolas just below what I could already see.

She shook them again, the gelatin barely allowed them to sway naturally. Daniella quickly had the bra loose and the straps falling off her shoulders. She held it tightly against her breasts, hugging herself in fake desperation before her mounds were Brazzers on display.

“Do you want to see them?” she asked with a glimmer in her eye.

“Yes,” I coolly panted. I could feel my erection begin to grow. I went to adjust myself but was quickly turned away.

“Do not touch that,” she commanded. “Today that belongs to me.”

She let her bra fall into her left hand. Her chest held in place, like no bra was actually required. She had small deep red areolas and matching tiny nipples. Her breasts looked firm and inviting. I quickly wondered what they felt like.

“Do you like them?”

I nodded my head. Of course I did.

“Do you want to feel them?”

I tried to be cool when I nodded my answer.

“Go ahead,” Daniella said as she took two steps closer to me.

My arms reached out and up as I cupped my first fake breasts. I squeezed them softly, realizing they didn’t feel all that different from real ones. Maybe a little firmer, unnaturally so, but I wasn’t complaining. I pinched the nipples and was rewarded with a little squeal. I moved in to suck on one but was pushed back.

“Not yet, lover,” she said before she tossed her bra at me.

Here was my chance. 34E the tag said.

“Do you like them?” she asked.

“I’d like them more in my mouth.”

She waggled a finger at me. “Not yet.” She dramatically undid her shorts button and pulled them apart so the zipper went down. Daniella did a half turn away from me as she started pulling them down. I got a great profile view of her ass before she spun some more. A white g-string parted her round ass cheeks. She stopped to give me time to admire her.

Then she moved back in front of me. She pulled down her g-string as she bent at the waist. Her huge melons hung and swayed for me to admire. She chewed on her bottom lip while watching me watch her. I was fairly confident that this kind of foreplay was important to her. She needed to be longed for and admired before she could get warmed up.

If she saw my cock she’d know my true feelings.

Daniella stood with her hands on her hips completely naked in front of me. A perfectly manicured triangular patch of brownish blonde hair sat atop her pussy. Slightly puffier than normal pussy lips called out to me.

“Stand up,” she demanded.

I figured it was touching time, so I went towards her with those goals. When she stopped me with an outstretched arm, I grew frustrated.

“I got to see what I have to work with,” she said with a smirk.

“You’ve seen it before,” I responded.

She pulled at my golf polo and yanked it above my head. She stood back and admired my torso with a slight whistle. “Yes, but is it still as big as I remember?”

I looked down at the same time she did to see the pitched tent.

“Does he want to come out and play with me?” she said with a sexy smile. Her fingers nimbly worked my jean button and zipper before she pulled the two sides apart. “No underwear?”

I shrugged.

“And you’re shaved?” she asked with a slight hint of sadness. She began pulling my jeans down. When she saw the small patch of dark hair above my shaft, she let out a small sigh of relief. “There some is. It’s gorgeously done.”

She only had to go a little bit further before my semi-erect cock flopped out. “Jesus, what a monster. I think it’s bigger than I remember.”

Daniella fell to her knees in front of me. She hadn’t actually touched my cock yet but was only inches away from it, looking at it like she was checking it for flaws.

“It’s perfect,” she said while she removed my pants completely. Then she started rubbing her face against my dick. Normally I’d say she was rubbing my cock against her face, but she was literally doing the opposite. Without using her hands, she rubbed her nose, mouth and the rest of her face against my growing cock. I thought I was going to poke her in the eye when I bounced against her nose.

“It’s my new favorite toy,” Daniella purred.

I wasn’t sure if she was talking about me or my dick.

“You may sit on the sofa,” she instructed.

I took the four steps backwards and sat down before I watched Daniella crawl up to me on all fours. Her breasts hung and each ass cheek jiggled as they moved.

And then I thought she was going to blow me. It looked that way anyways, like she was going to swallow my girth and start giving me a blow job. Boy was I wrong.

Instead she took my balls into her mouth and pulled at them like puppy playing tug of war. She gave them a vicious pull before releasing. Then she lifted up my sack and placed her tongue against the backside. I felt her tongue awfully close to my asshole and I shuttered. But then she went around the curve and came up the backside of my shaft. She kept climbing until she reached the pinnacle and then she fell onto my cockhead. She kept solid eye contact as she bobbed ever so slightly.

And then I felt both of her hands racing up my legs and thighs before the convened together around the base of my shaft. She used them both like she was in pottery class, rubbing and pushing and squeezing my meat. She stroked my cock as she blew me. I threw my head back and sighed as she used her tongue to flick against my mushroom head.

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Ben 38 yaşında maddi durumu çok iyi iş adamıyım.Eşim 27 yaşında alımlı güzel bir bayan. İstanbul ‘da lüks b,r semtte oturmaktayız. Eşimi yanıma alıp gezmekten çok hoşlanıyorum.Eşim benimde isteğimle dekolte kıyafetler giyer.gezerken erkeklerin ona bakmasından müthiş zevk alıyorum ama bunu eşime fark ettirmiyorum. Bu zevk bende zamanla eşimin başka erkeklerle sevişirken seyretmek arzusuna dönüştü…

Ama bunu ona söylemeye cesaret edemiyordum.uzun süre değişik planlar kurdum.ve sonunda bir tanesinde karar kılarak uygulamaya karar verdim.araştırmalarımdan sonra bu iş için uygun üç kişiye bol para vererek ayarladım ve onlara planımı anlattım.Bir cumartesi günü eşimle arabamıza binerek istanbul dışına gezmeye çıktık.Bir saat kadar gittikten sonra daha önce bu iş için uygun olacağına karar verdiğim yere gelmiştik istanbul dışında ıssız bir yerdi.İlerde bir araba ve diğer üç kişi vardı…
Arabanın kaputu açıktı el ettiler ve ben durdum yanımıza bir tanesi gelerek arabalarının bozulduğunu ve yardım etmemizi istedi.Ben anlamam dedim. Bunun üzerine kendilerini en yakın yerleşim yerine götürmemizi rica ettiler kabul ettim ve üçü arabanın arkasına bindiler.birtanesi kestirme yol bildiğini söyleyerek yolu tarif ederek daha iç taraflara ıssız bir yere kadar gelmiştik.Yol bitmişti arabadan inerek etrafa baktım ve geri dönmemiz gerek dedim.Diğer ikiside inip yanıma geldi ve bir bıçak çıkarıp sessiz kalmamı söylediler.Buarada eşimde arabadan çıkarak neler oluyor dedi diğer üçüncü eşimi arkadan yakalıyarak belinden sarıldı.Benim elelrimi arkadan bağlayıp ayaklarımıda bağlıyarak yere oturtular ben hayvanlar ne yapıyorsunuz bırakın dedim.Kes sesini yoksa ikinizde ölürsünüz dediler.Bu yavruyu becereceğiz dediler. Hayvanlar o benim karım dedim.Eşimin üstünde mini eteği ve açık bir tişort vardı.Eşim hayır bırakın diyordu arkadan sarılan eşimin bacaklarını okşamaya başlamıştı.Eşim çırpınıyor ama bir şey yapamıyordu.Bitanesi arabanın arkasından piknik için kullandığımız örtüleri çıkararak yere serdi.Eşimi üçü birden tutarak sergilerin üzerina yatırdılar.Birisi eşimin baş tarafına geçerek sıkıca ellerinde tuttu.Eşim ağlamaya ve bırakın diye yalvarmaya başlamıştı.Diğeri eşimim üstüne gelerek tişortunu yukarı sıyırdı.elindeki bıcakla sütyenini ortadan keserek göğüslerini açiğa çıkararak emmeye başladı.bu arada bacaklarını okşuyordu.Eteğini yukarı sıyırarak eşimin kilotunu çıkardı.Daha sonra eteğinide aşağı çekere çıkardı eşim çırıl çıplak kalmıştı.Diğeride eşimin ayak bileklerinden bastırıyor eşim hiç hareket edemiyordu.Ben arasıra hayvanlar diye bağırıyordum ama yapmacık olduğunu üçüde biliyordu.üçüncüsü eşimin bütün vücudunu okşuyor yalıyor göğüslerini ısırırcasına emiyordu.bir müddet sonra ayağa kalkıp pantolonunu ve kilotonu çıkardı siki dimdik olmuştu eşimin üzerine eğildi eşim tekrar yalvarırım yapmayın dedi ama adam sırıtarak eşimi üzerine uzanarak içine girdi.ve büyük bir zevkle eşimin üzerinde gidip gelmeye başladı.eşimin boynunu yalıyor ve eşime girip çıkıyordu eşim ağlamaya devam ediyordu.Nihayet adam bir süre sonra hırlayarak eşimin içine boşaldı.Bir müddet üstünde kaldıktan sonra kalktı.sıra ikindideydi oda çoktan pantolonunu çıkarıp eşimin üzerine eğildi.dudaklarını ağzına alıp emmeye başladı eşimin bacaklarını biraz kalşdırıp içine girdi eşim artık itiraz etmiyordu öylece adamın altında yatıyordu.adam zevkini çıkarıtordu yarağını çıkarıp tekrar eşime sokuyordu.nihayet oda eşime iyice yumuldu hızllanarak eşimin içine oda boşaldı. müthiş zevk alıyordum.bende boşalmak üzereydim.üçüncüsüne sıra gelmişti.

Eşim artık yerde hareketsiz itiraz etmeden yatıyprdu.üçüncüsünün dayanacak hali kalmamıştı hemen eşimin içine girerek sikmeye başladı elleriyle memelerini adeta yoğuruyoe dudadklarını ısırır gibi emiyordu oda hırlayarak eşimim içine boşaldıktan sonra üzerinden kalktı.Eşimi ilşk siken sıgarasını bitirmişti tekrar eşimin yanına geldi eşim yerde büzülmüş vaziyette yatıyordu saclarından tutarak hoşuna gittimi oruspu şimdi seni götünden sikeceğim dedi ben bırak hayvan yeter dedim.Eşimde hayır yapmayın dedi. Eşim ilk defa arkadan yapılacaktı bunu onlara söylemiştim. Eşimi ters çevirdiler birisi eşimin beline oturarak elleriyle kalcasını iki yana açarak arka deliğini ortaya çıkardı. daha önce konuştuğumuz gibi benide eşimin yanına getirdiler.Eşimin götüne giren yarağı yakından görmek istiyordum.Adam sikini tükürükle ıslatıp başını eşimi götüne yaklaştırdı diğeri elleriyle eşimin kalçalarını yana ayırmış girmesini bekliyordu.Eşimin atacağı çığlığı heyecanla bekliyordum.adam eşimin arkasına yüklendi yarağının başı girdi diğeri eşimin kalcalarını parmaklarıyla biraz daha ayırdı adam tekrar yüklendi Eşimin çığlıklarını duymanızı isterdim. dğer adam eşimin belinde oturduğu için eşim hareket edemiyordu.eşim adeta böğürüyordu.ben arasıra hayvanlar diyordum.Adam eşimin götünü büyük bir zevkle sikerken inanın bende adamdan daha fazla zevk alarak seyrediyordum.Dimdik yarağın eşimin götüne girip çıkması ve eşimin haykırması beni zevkten çıldırtmaya yetiyordu.Eşime seni ben siktiriyorum dememek için kendimi zor tutuyordum.Nihayet adam bağırarak eşimin götünede boşaldı.Anlaşmamıza göre diğer ikisi eşimi arkadan sikmiyeceklerdi.fazla olur diye düşünmüştüm.Anlaşmamıza göre ben sikscektim.Adam eşimin üstünden kalktı. diğeri hala eşimin belinde oturuyordu.Adam ellerimi ve ayaklarımı çözdü.

Eşimin baş tarafına geçerek bıçağı göstererek şimdi sen kendi karını götünden sikeceksin bizde seyredeceğiz hayır hayvanlar dedim adam bıçağı eşimin boğazına götürdü ve istersen yapma dedi tamam istediğiniz olsun dedim eşime özür dilerim dedim eşim tamam anlamında başını salladı zevkle eşimin arkasına geçtim.her zaman isteyipte söylemeye cesaret edemediğim götü şimdi sikecektim eşimin üzerine uzanıp yarağımı götüne yanaştırdım.götü hafif açılmıştı.yüklenerek götüne girdim.Gercekten sik hadi zevk aldığını bize göster dedi adam.bende eşimin götüne girip çıkmaya başladım zaten müthiş tahrik omuştun bir kaç sefer girip çıknca zevkle eşimin güyüne boşalmıştı. eşimin üstünde kalktım.diğer ikisi eşimi sırt üstü çevirdiler.eşin hiç bir şey yapamıyordu

adam eşimi bacaklarını omuzuna alarak amcığına yarağını soktu diğeri eşimin göğüslerini okşuyurdu.adam yavaş yavaş eşime girip çıkıyordu.eşimle göz göze geldik.yüzü iyice kızarmıştı orgazm olacağı zaman hep yüzü böyle kızarırdı.Ama herhalde benim yanlış anlamamdan çekinerek kendini sıkıyordu adam eşimin içine boşalmıştı.aynı pozisyonda diğeri eşimin içine girdi götünden siken karımın göğüslerini emiyordu.(Eşim göğüslerinden çok tahrik olur)Bunu daha önce adamlara anlatmıştım ve eşimin boşalmasını istiyordum.Adam düzenli hareketlerle eşime girip çıkarken diğeri memelerini emiyordu.eşim gözlerini benden ayırmıyordu.iyice kızarmıştı.sanki bana bakarak kacacığım seni hayal ediyorum yanlış anlama der gibiydi adam giderek hızlandı eşim gayri ihtiyari bacaklarını adamın beline dolamış ve karşılık vermeye başlamıştı.adam bağırarak eşimin içine boşalırken eşim ağlamakla karışık inliyerekgyerken adamlar benim elimi tekrar bağladılar haep beraber arabaya binerek diğer arabanın yanına gittik.arabadan indiler bitanesi inerken eşimin dudaklarına yapışıp uzun uzun emdi emdi.(bu anlaşmamızda yoktu) oda arabaya binerek hızla uzaklaştılar eşim ellerimi çözdü direksiyona oturup eşime baktım.gözleri kızarmış dudağı emilmekten mos mor olmuştu.Hiç konuşmadan eve gittik.Eşim bonyoya girdi uzun süre çıkmadı. Sonra ben banyoyo girdim yemek yedik.Yemekten biraz sonra yatcağını söyleyerek gitti biraz sonra ben yanına gittim.Özür dilerim benim suçum oraya ıssız yere gitmemiz gerekirdi dedim.Kimsenin suçu yok sadece hayvanlar var dedi ve beni üzerine çekti üzerinde bişey yoktu.Göğüsleri ve etrefı mararmıştı.orgazm olduğuma kızdınmı elimde değildi dedi hayır bitanem karıcığom kızmadım dedim.ve karımın sikildiği o anı göz önüne getirirek karımı çılgnca sikerken onunda bana çılgınca karşılık verirken ne düşündüğünü merak ettim. Eşim dekolte ve mini giymeye devam ediyor.bende değişik şeyler için planlar düşünüyorum.

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Bundan 1yıl önceydi.Ben 3 yıldır iş yüzündem rizede yaşamaktayım.Face üzerinden kendimi reklam eden face profilim var. Ben bayanlarla tanışmak için genelde okeyde takılırım.Yine bir gün okeydeyim songül adında bi bayanla tanıştım. Oyundan sonra beni ekledi.Niyetimin ne olduğunu zaten hemem kavradı kadın.Kadının yaşı 44 balık etli,olgun ve dolgun bi kadındı ve de giresunda öğretmenlik yapıyor ama memleketi trabzondu.Songülle konuşmaya başladık,biribirimize güven verebilmek için bu konuşmalar bi ay kadar sürdü ve en sonunda buluşmaya karar verdik.Ben rizeden yola çıktım trabzon molozu geçince özel bir hastanenin önünden aldım songülü.çok çekici bir kadındı.ilk görüştü sikimde hareketlenmeler başlamıştı yavaş yavaş.Ne yapalım dedik uzungöle gidelim dedi.bende anladım artık bu işin sonu yatakta bitecekti.Yolda giderken bi petrolde durduk birer redbul aldı geldi kadın.Yolda giderkende ben yavaştan songülü hazırlamaya başlıyordum.yanağından öpüyordum,dudaklarından öpüyordum.oda çözülmeye başlamıştı arabada.neyse uzungöle geldik.hemen bi otelde oda kiraladım.odaya çıktık.sadece 2 dk durabildik.songülün dudaklarını yapıştım hemen.iyi bir seksin ilacı ön sevişmedir.ikimizde çırılçıplak olmuştuk artık.göğüslerini yalıyor ısırıyordum.sonra onuda cesaretlendirmek için amcığına indim ve kemirmeye başladım.songül dul bir kadın ve 11 yıldır kimseyle birlikte olmadığı için ateş gibiydi resmen.sonra sikimi ağzına verdim.öyle bir yalıyorduki yutacak nerdeyse.artık yumuşamıtı songül sikilmeyi bekliyor sabırsızlıktan kuduruyordu.sırt üstü uzattım songülü ve yavaşça fırçalamaya başladım amcığına.artık sesleri inlemenın ötesine geçmişti.bende fazla bekletmedim yığdım içeri sikimi.kadının ateşini hala unutamıyorum.gidip gelmeye başladım.sonra üstüme atladı fazla dayanamadı öyle vuruyorduki sikimi kıracak gibiydi.sonra yatırdım tekrar sikmeye ben devam ettim ve gelmek üzerim dediğimde içime boşal aşkım diyebildi ve birinci patlamayı yaptım.o mola vermek istedi ama ben devam etmeye alışkınım ve vurmaya devam ettim.sondülü her pozisyonda sikmeye devam ettim.ikinci posta uzun sürdü ve songülün boşalması hortumdan sular akar gibi oldu. songül artık bırakta bi sigara içeyim diye yalvarmaya başladı ben ikiyi atmadan bırakmayacaktım tabiki.ikinci postayıda atınca bi sigara molası verdik.sigaradan sonra hemen tekrar sikimi ağzına verdim.sömüre sömüre yalamaya başladı.sikişe devam etmeye başladık domaltıp sikiyorum söngülü bağırmasın diyede yastığı ısırıyordu güzelim kadın.sonra üstüme çıktı ve vurmaya başladı o sırada sikim kayıp inceden götüne girdi bağırmasaıyla yataktan altına atlaması bir oldu.daha önce götten hiç sikimemişti.bu beni azdırdı tabiki.biraz sulandım ama götten vermedi bende ilk buluşmamız diye fazla üstüne girmedim.otelde 2 saaat kaldık ve bu 2 saatin 1 saat 45 dksı seks yaparak geçti.3 kez ben 2 kezde songülüm boşaldı.toparlanıp otelden çıktık.sevgilimi tekrar trabzon merkeze bıraktım.Ertesi gün sikime baktım kafası morarmıştı.Sekste olgun ve tecrübeli kadınlar herzaman tercihim olmuştur çünkü seksin hakkını sonuna kadar veriyorlar.

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