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My embarrassment has finally ebbed to the point that I think I can share this story. Actually, I want to put the story in writing before too much time has passed, before I forget any of the amazing details. It all started with Earth Day, just over a month ago now.

The company I work for has a tradition, for Earth Day, of encouraging employees to think about ways in which they can reduce their carbon footprint, whether at the office or at home. I think of myself as fairly ‘green’ already – I recycle, I rarely eat take-out with all those wasteful styrofoam containers, I drive a hybrid car, all that good stuff. So I wasn’t really sure how much more I could do. But I’m always open to self-improvement, so I went to a few of the workshops at the office, and about a week before Earth Day, realized the answer was simple.

My apartment is only about a mile from the office, and yet I drive to and from work every day. After watching a presentation about how much of an impact can be made by people getting out of their cars – even cool new hybrid cars like mine – and choosing to walk, bike, or use public transportation, I was convinced. I would probably have to use the car in the winter, but for the rest of the spring and summer, at least, I would walk to work.

I shared my plan with my best friend at the office, Josh, who promptly teased me about becoming one of those women who wears tennis shoes and little white socks with their business suits as they walk to work. I laughed with him about what a silly look that is, and assured him there wouldn’t be any fashion faux pas involved in my Earth Day activities. It’s only a mile, after all, I can do it in heels. He smiled, and we went back to work.

Even though I made the decision a few days before, I figured I’d make a statement by starting my new routine on the morning of Earth Day. It was a Thursday this year. I set my alarm a bit earlier than normal, ate my usual healthy breakfast, and got out the door with plenty of time to get to the office. I chuckled as I looked at myself in the mirror before leaving, remembering my conversation with Josh. I have always been fairly fashion-conscious, and if I could say so myself, always looked good. Today I had chosen a white silk blouse, a flowing black skirt, and a red silk scarf and matching red pumps to add a little color. No way in hell would I repeat the foibles of my mom’s generation and mix that outfit with bright white tennies!

I waved to a few neighbors as I walked to the end of my block, and before I knew it was on the main street which would take me the rest of the way to the office. I had to laugh at how short the trip really was, and how reliant I’d become on my car, to cover even a distance as short as this. And even though I was close to downtown and there was quite a bit of traffic, it was still a pleasant walk, walking past shops, bending down to pet a cute dog that was tied up outside a Starbucks, actually saying ‘good morning’ to people. In addition to my environmental accomplishment, I was filled with civic pride. Yeah, I admit it, I really was that full of myself.

Honk, honk. I looked to see who was driving by, maybe a coworker from the office? But the car sped off before I could see inside. Another block later, a different car, with a higher-pitched horn, beep beep beeeeep! This car slowed, began to pull over, but once again, before I could see inside, pulled off. Weird.

Then, just about a block from the office, a third car. This time, the man inside rolled down the window and smiled as he slowed and pulled over.

“Um, can I help you?”

“I don’t know, honey, can you?”

“Look, I don’t need a ride or anything, I’m really close to where I’m headed.”

He winked, rolled his window back up, and pulled back into traffic, speeding away. Really weird.

Once in the office, I was quickly swamped with work, so didn’t have time to mention to anyone my strange walk to work. The walk home, though, was even weirder. Three or four different cars, again with the same pattern of honking, pulling over to look at me, then speeding away. The same thing the next day, Friday, both morning and evening. Was it that unusual to see someone walking to work? Were they slowing down to take in the spectacle of my profoundly ‘green’ activities?

I quickly forgot about it over the weekend, as I got together with some old friends to hang out on Saturday and then visited my parents on Sunday, so it wasn’t until Monday morning that I thought about it again. I was almost all the way to work when a blue sedan pulled over up the block from me, left the engine running, and rolled down the window just as I approached.

“Excuse me, miss?”

“Um, yes?”

I walked up to the open window and travesti porno bent down to see in. A nice looking older gentleman was smiling back at me.

“I’m wondering if you can give me some directions?”

“Sure, what are you looking for?”

“Well, what can you show me?”

“Excuse me?”

Before he could answer, he looked up, became visibly nervous, and quickly sped away. I shook my head in wonder, glanced at my watch, realized I’d be late if I didn’t hurry, and walked quickly the rest of the way to the office, stopping only to let a police car with sirens blazing go through an intersection in front of me.

Josh and I met for lunch that day, and I decided to share my strange story with him, thinking he’d get a laugh out of it at least, and maybe have some idea what was going on with all these strange drivers.

“So, Holly, what you’re telling me is that as you walk down the street, a busy city street, dressed like you are right now, you were honked at several times, and a few cars even pulled over?”

“Yes, that’s the gist of it. Weird, huh?”

“And you really don’t see what’s going on?”

“You mean you do? Please, explain it to me, I’m dying to know!”

“OK, I’ll explain it to you. I don’t want to embarrass you, but it’s really pretty obvious to me what’s going on here.”

“Please, go ahead.”

“Alright, Holly. Well, um, you’re a very attractive young woman.”

I blushed, averted my eyes for a moment before looking up at Josh again, “Thank you, Josh!” I’d always had a crush on him which I’d kept secret because of the whole co-worker dynamic. Was it possible he felt the same way?

“Long blonde hair, big green eyes, a great figure, and you’re very well dressed.”

“But that’s just, I mean, that’s just for work. What does that have to do with anything… not that I don’t appreciate the compliment?”

Josh smiled, paused, then continued.

“Anyway, an attractive young woman – what are you, 24?”

“25, but again,” I smiled and playfully touched him arm, “thanks for the compliment.”

“OK, so work with me here. An attractive young woman, dressed up, walking alone on a busy city street.”

“Yeah, so?”

“What’s something people might assume about someone like that?”

“You mean, other than just that I’m walking to work?”

“Well, hmm… how to say this? What if they assumed you were already at work?”

“What the… oh my god, really?”

I blushed much hotter than I had before. How could I be so naive?

“I’m pretty sure, Holly. I mean, what else could it be? And didn’t you say that the one guy sped away right before you happened to see a cop car? He probably left so fast because he was worried he was going to get caught!”

“Yikes, you’re right. And I had no clue. Here I was, smiling and waving at some of these guys, obviously just making it worse!”

Josh was grinning at me.

“You can’t tell anyone, right?”

“Oh, of course not, don’t worry. Your secret’s safe with me. Hey, maybe you should have worn the tennis shoes after all!”

This time my touch wasn’t as playful, I actually kicked him under the table. Taking out my embarrassment on him.

“Hey, ouch!”

“Sorry…”

“Actually, Holly, I think it’s very sweet that you didn’t realize.”

Josh was looking deep into my eyes, and I once again was pulled in by his charms, as I had been so many times before. Maybe I was over-thinking the co-worker thing and should just go ahead and ask him out. After all, we’re both single, and obviously have a good rapport. He took another bite of his sandwich, and before he could finish chewing and say anything else, I realized I could take advantage of this situation.

“So, Josh, why is it that guys pick up hookers?”

He coughed, my question obviously surprising him enough that he swallowed his bite of sandwich a little faster than he intended.

“C’mon, what makes you think I’d know the answer to that?”

“Well, you know, don’t guys talk about things like that? I mean, for example, most of the guys driving past me were perfectly decent-looking, well-dressed, nice cars, they could certainly find a date without, you know, having to buy one?”

“Hmm, well, maybe it’s the thrill of getting caught. Or the idea that she’ll do something that you wouldn’t ask your girlfriend to do.”

“Yeah, I guess…”

Now Josh took a risk, escalating our conversation.

“Or maybe some guys like the idea of paying for it, you know, slapping a $100 bill on the dashboard and asking her to suck you off right there in your car.”

I blushed once again, but kept my eyes on his, shifting in my seat as the warmth grew between my legs.

“Wow, really?”

“Just alt yazılı porno a theory.”

I was the one to take the next risk.

“Does that interest you, Josh?” I leaned across the table towards him, putting my hand on his, daring him to take a peek at my cleavage.

“Well, yeah, frankly, it’s getting me a little excited right now, just thinking about it.”

He glanced quickly down my blouse, then looked back into my eyes.

“Wanna?”

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, please, like you’re not already hot and bothered, just thinking about it?”

“Alright, fine, you’re on!”

“OK, it’s a deal. I’ll follow you home tonight after work. If I don’t stop, just know it’s because it wasn’t safe, and I’ll try again tomorrow. Hey, Holly,” he said, looking at his watch, “we’ve stretched our lunch out a little, better get back to work.”

“Alrighty then. See you later.”

I could barely concentrate on work that afternoon. I felt a combination of tingling excitement and numb disbelief that I’d actually just agreed to such a naughty scenario. Premeditated prostitution. I’d end up in jail, no doubt. Lonely, since my family would be too ashamed even to visit me. And yet, in spite of my nervousness, the excitement won out. Perhaps it was finally time for such a good girl to break out of her shell.

As I said ‘good night’ to the folks at the office and set out into the brisk evening air, it occurred to me that I didn’t know what kind of car Josh drove. We’d spent lots of time talking at work, gone out for drinks on a few Friday evenings, even to a few company outings around town, but I’d never actually seen him in his car. Shoot, this would be even riskier than I’d thought.

I was wearing black that day. A fitted black skirt that reached just below my knees with a slit which showed off a bit more of my right leg as I walked. A black sweater buttoned over a low-cut red silk blouse. A few of those buttons had been undone while I ate lunch with Josh, but they were all fastened now, as I walked through the chilly air. I was wearing my favorite pumps – black, but with a stripe of red along the edge which matched my blouse. Before the last week or so, I never saw this outfit as anything but professional – stylish and flattering, but professional. But now, conscious of every inch of my skin, I felt the fabric of my skirt move over my ass as I walked, felt my breasts move under my silky blouse as I breathed, a little more heavily than normal. Naughty.

Honk, honk.

Oh, god, please be him, please be him. I turned to see a fat, rather hairy guy in a pickup, a naked-lady shaped air-freshener hanging from his rear-view mirror, smiling at me. It was so obviously and ridiculously not my friend Josh, that I found a confidence I didn’t know I had.

“Seriously, dude? I don’t think so. Move along.”

I had to laugh to myself as I kept walking. I’d never rejected a crude proposition so bluntly in my life, and I had to admit, it felt great. It was an interesting power to have, to be the object of desire for so many, but to choose just the one you want.

A few minutes later, I heard another car slowing behind me. Honk, honk.

It had to be him, please, let it be him. I heard the power window as he rolled down the passenger side.

He didn’t use my name, but I immediately recognized the voice.

“Hey, sweetheart, can I give you a ride?”

I turned, quickly took in the fact that Josh drove a BMW, instinctively looked both ways to make sure I wasn’t being watched, and then leaned down, resting my forearms on the passenger window frame. “What can I do for you, honey?”

“How about you get in and suck my cock for a while?”

“It’ll be $100, you sure you got that kind of money?”

“Oh, yeah, baby. Get in.”

I stood up, opened the door, and got in next to him, immediately placing my hand on his crotch, feeling his cock already hard.

He reached out to touch me, but I slapped his hand away.

“Patience. First, pull around the corner and park. Then, I want to see that money of yours on the dashboard.”

He smiled, and promptly did as he was told. He checked his mirrors, then quickly darted out into the street, squealed to a stop at the next intersection, turned right, and pulled over to the curb. He rolled up the passenger window, then turned off the engine and unfastened his seat belt. He then reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, found a crisp $100 bill, and slapped it on the dash.

I reached for it, folded it neatly, hiked up my skirt, and slid it underneath the garter that was holding up my stockings, giving him a momentary glimpse of my sexy red panties. He moaned in pleasure as I quickly üvey baba porno unzipped his slacks, fished his cock out of his boxers, and began stroking him.

“OK, baby, here are the rules.” I was as surprised as he was at the confidence of my voice. “You can touch me anywhere you want, but no clothes come off. Same for you. Your cock is the only part of you that needs to be undressed right now.”

“You got it.”

I leaned over and took him entirely into my mouth, and his cock quickly grew to full size, forcing me to back away for a moment before finally relaxing to take him deep into my throat. I then began a very slow and steady up and down motion, taking several seconds to let his full length out of my mouth, the tip of his cock escaping from my lips with a pop, before taking the same amount of time to suck him in once more.

“Oh, god, that’s so hot,” he groaned as his hands began exploring my body. With his right hand, he moved from one breast to the other, slowly kneading and then pinching my hard nipples through the fabric of my blouse and bra. I moaned in pleasure, rewarding his touch with increased tempo on his cock.

Soon, he let his hand fall to my lap, where he let his fingers trace a route up and down my inner thigh. Before long, I knew I’d need to shift positions – I was limited in my motions on his cock, and his fingers were unable to reach where I most wanted them to reach. Keeping my left hand on his cock, stroking firmly and evenly, I got up from my seated position, putting my knees on the passenger seat so that I could more easily face his cock. While shifting positions, I hiked my skirt up so that it wouldn’t be trapped under my knees, and his fingers could explore underneath.

After taking just a moment to free his balls from his boxers so that I could give them more direct attention, I once again took him deep into my throat. He needed no instruction to reach his right hand up my skirt, trace up my inner thighs, and come to rest at my wet pussy, slowly working my panties to one side so that he could touch me directly. When he finally reached his goal, I panted with intense pleasure at the touch of his fingers, and had to let his cock out of my mouth long enough to catch my breath. Realizing I was being paid to do a job, though, I used the opportunity to give his balls a thorough licking and sucking, which seemed to inspire him to give me even more attention.

After a few more moments of playing outside my pussy, teasing my clit, he slipped first one, then two fingers inside of me, the angle of our position allowing him to reach just an inch or so inside me. From this position, he was also able to rest his thumb on my clit, applying pressure now and then.

I pulled away from his cock one last time, just long enough to whisper in his ear, “That’s it, baby, fuck my dirty little pussy with your fingers. Come on, harder, squeeze another finger in there, make this worth my while as I suck you off.”

“Oh, god, yeah, suck me, suck my cock until I cum….”

I went back to work, panting with my own pleasure as I sucked his entire length into my mouth once again. I kept him there, deep in my throat, for a few moments, fondling his balls, tickling them, rolling them between my fingers, before picking up my up-and-down rhythm once again. He was pounding three fingers into my pussy with increasing intensity, and I matched his pace, feeling like a dirty slut as I bobbed up and down on him in his car, my long blonde hair bouncing with each motion.

Without slowing my rhythm, I reached down with my left hand, grabbed him by the wrist, pulling his fingers from my pussy and pushing them towards his mouth. He groaned as I forced his fingers into his mouth so that he could taste my juices, and I quickly returned my hand to cup his balls. I stroked and sucked him furiously now, and after just a few moments more, I felt him begin to jerk beneath me, before finally shooting his load deep into my throat. I caught as much as I could in my mouth, before a few drops escaped my lips. I quickly reached up and caught them, forcing his cum back into my mouth, knowing that any hooker worth her $100 wouldn’t spill a drop.

“That was incredible.”

“Well, that’s why you hire a pro.”

“Money’s not an issue, sweetheart, any chance I could hire you for something more?”

“Absolutely, but it’ll have to be another time,” I said as I sat back down in the seat and straightened up my clothes. “I’ve got another date waiting for me tonight.”

“When, then?” His desperation seemed real, as if he’d bought fully into the fantasy, forgetting our real identities, the fact that he’d see me at work the next day. Did I pick up on some jealousy? Was he worried that I really did have another date that evening?

“You know where to find me. I walk that same street about the same time each evening. See you around, honey,” I said, opening the door and getting out. Without another word, I turned and walked back towards the main street, and turned towards home.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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The next day I woke to find that I could barely walk from my workout. In particular, my thighs and ass were so sore and stiff so as to be almost immobile.

As I waddled around the kitchen, Carlie arrived home from work. Carlie worked as a night-shift nurse and we generally saw eachother only in the mornings on days of the week that we both worked.

“Hey Babe!” she said. I could not help but be reminded of Ryan’s nickname for me. “How was the gym last night? Building those muscles for me?”

“Definitely,” I grinned, flexing my arm in jest.

“You’ll get there, babe” she said encouragingly. She walked over and hugged me, jokingly (and painfully) squeezing my ass.

“Ouch!” I said. “Sorry, real sore this morning.”

“In your butt? You’re doing butt exercises?” She asked.

“Yeah, apparently it will help me trim down at first before moving on to muscle building.” I replied

“‘Apparently’? Did someone tell you this?”

“Umm…” I flushed a bit. “Yeah, it was that guy at the gym I told you about.”

“Dick? Big huge muscular Dick? He’s having you do butt exercises? And you’re listening to him?”

“His name’s Ryan. And not really. He just mentioned it in passing and I looked it up. A lot of articles recommend the same thing.”

“Ryan, huh? Sounds like you have a gym husband now!” Carlie was referring to the fact that we both had coworkers we jokingly called our work spouses. There was a Doctor she was friends with she called her “work husband” and there was another attorney she called my “work wife.”

“Just remember,” she continued, guiding her hands back to my butt, “no matter how many butt exercises you do for big Dick, you’re MY girl outside of the gym.” She squeeze my butt again when she said “girl” and started laughing.

“Ouch!” I said. But honestly her words had gotten me a bit hot and with her still squeezing my ass I leaned in for a kiss. She gave me a quick peck but then released and walked away. “Sorry babe, exhausted. I’m going to bed.”

Disappointed and feeling a bit horny, I waddled out of the house towards the bus stop.

——-

I spent the day working distractedly, thinking about the fact that Ryan had my number. I still couldn’t believe I had given it to him. What was wrong with me, I asked myself. I don’t give my number out to people like that, especially not to some random teenage kid. I told myself that if he reached out to me that I’d ask him to delete my number.

The day dragged on. I was still very sore in my core, legs and butt. Even just sitting was somewhat painful. I distracted myself by visiting my coworker Katie – who was the one referred to by friends as my “work wife.” As usual we got along well, joking about our bosses and coworkers in hushed voices, giggling as we glanced furtively around. For whatever reason, I liked to think of this as flirting but I wasn’t sure Katie felt that way.

I was in the middle of telling Katie a story, my phone pinged. I stole a quick glance and saw it was a text form an unknown number. I trailed off mid-sentence and stood staring at my phone.

It read: “How you feeling, babe?

“Jerry?” Katie asked. “Everything alright.”

I stared at Katie momentarily, then bobbed my head quickly “Yep – all great, gotta go though – work calls.” And with that I walked as quickly as my sore ass could take me back to my office.

I stared at the phone. My heart rate had quickened for some reason.

“Who’s this?” I asked, trying to throw Ryan off and discourage him from the get go. It didn’t work.

“I think you know who this is babe – you were caught staring at his huge delicious cock just yesterday.”

I paused, the image of Ryan’s large cock draped over his leg, the outline clearly visible through the towel, filled my head.

“Hi Ryan…” I answered, feeling myself blush. I immediately realized my mistake. I had not only admitted that I was staring at his dick yesterday, but I also implied in my response that I thought it was huge and delicious. Shit! I didn’t think that! But it was too late.

“Ah hah! Figured that one out right away huh Babe? haha”

I started typing, “No, Ryan. I just..” but before I could get further, Ryan followed up: “I’m just kidding babe relax! How you feeling from your workout?’

“Really sore, I could barely walk today.”

“Haha ;). More of that to come I suppose babe. But sore is good! Means you accomplished something. And as I said, nothing is better for a post-workout routine than a deep tissue massage. Let’s hit the gym again today and I’ll show you what I’m talking about.”

I suddenly remembered what I had been intending to do. I slowly typed out a message and clicked send with trepidation.

“Ryan, I appreciate you reaching out to me. But I think it’s inappropriate for you to be texting me. It’s strange, given our age difference. I’m not sure we should be planning to go to the gym together or anything.”

There was a pause on the chain. For some reason my heart hammered inside of my xnxx chest. Then he answered.

“Babe, you’re making way too big of a deal over this. I just thought you could use a couple pointers. Listen, I’m heading to the gym tonight around 9:45. No pressure, but if you’re there I’ll give you a few pointers, that’s it!”

I thought about it for a few minutes. Carlie would be working tonight. But still, I was nervous for some reason and responded: “Thanks, Ryan. I think I’ll skip today – too sore.”

“Alright, but you’ll never develop muscles like these being lazy.”

I didn’t know what he meant until – ping. I looked at my phone. He’d sent me a picture.

I glanced around, making sure no one was coming in. Then opened the image.

The pic was of Ryan, lying on a couch. Taken from his perspective, the picture showed his view looking down his body, wearing only tight, white, calvin klein boxer shorts.

I swallowed hard.

Most prominent in the picture were his huge pecs, at the bottom of the screen, dark and strong. I followed his rippling muscles over his washboard abs to his legs. One was propped up, displaying his large ripped quads. Once again his cock was impossible to ignore, the outline of the behemoth clearly visible through the tight boxers, draped over his left leg.

Another message appeared at the top of my phone screen: “Don’t you want my muscles, babe?”

After a few more seconds of staring at the picture, I responded. “Yeah, okay. See you at 9:45.”

———

I arrived at the gym at 9:30. I had spent most of the day doubting myself. I alternated between strangely excited and angry about the fact that I had given in to Dick. He was such an arrogant prick, that was clear. But for some reason, I couldn’t shake the desire to impress him. Maybe it was because I wanted to build muscles like his, even at only eighteen years old.

I started my workout. As I had told myself I would do last time, I dumped Ryan’s recommended routine and went back to chest, biceps and back. How was I going to develop muscles like his otherwise?! My workout proceeded and I found myself repeatedly glancing at the door and at the clock. By 10:15, I was thoroughly annoyed, thought I couldn’t say surprised – he was such an arrogant Dick. As I worked through my exercises – push ups, lat pulldowns, shoulder raises – I found I was feeling pretty pumped. I felt that in the short time I had been exercising, I had made some real gains. As I looked at myself in the mirror doing bicep curls, my eyes caught movement in the mirror at the front door and I focused there. There he was. My god he was big. Even with his normal sweatshirt and sweat pants, he still struck an incredibly imposing figure. The thick sweatshirt was tight enough at the shoulders to hint at his size underneath.

I glanced at the clock – 10:25. He was 40 minutes late. Unbelievable. I continued my workout but noticed as Ryan walked over to me.

“Hey baby!” he said. “What’d we say about working those muscle groups? Those are man muscles. You’re not there yet.”

What an ass. “Hey Ryan. Please call me Jerry. I thought we were meeting here at 9:45?”

“I know, but I got tied up with a teacher at school. You’re not mad at me are you babe?” He winked at me and smiled.

Though I tried to stop it, in spite of myself, I gave a small smile back. It was hard to stay mad at him.

“Here’s what we’re gonna do babe. I’m gonna teach you a few heavy lifts, and then you’ll do a bunch of toning and tightening exercises. Heavy weights and low reps to build muscle, and low or no weights with high reps to tighten everything up.” As he said this he approached and ran his hand over my stomach and up my side, his hand picking up on the slight mushroom top there.

I stepped back, embarrassed. I was about to tell him off but of course, at that moment he chose to take off his clothes. First he pulled his pants down, revealing again those tight white shorts he wore so well. (Wore so well? What was I thinking?) He then stripped off his sweatshirt but as he did so, his usual muscle shirt rode up. Only a few feet from me, this displayed his tight, firm abs in better light than I had seen in the sauna. My breath caught.

I was careful to avert my gaze and look instead at his handsome boyish face once he had the sweater off.

“So – that sound like a plan?” He asked.

“I guess.” I answered reluctantly.

“Great – you can help me out on a few exercises today as well. Lets start with dead lifts for you though.”

Ryan brought me over to the free weights area. Momentarily, I realized I was quite lucky to have him as an instructor. He wasn’t even charging me!

“Let me show you how it’s done first.” Ryan loaded up a couple plates to each side of a barbell resting on the floor. He bent over and grabbed the weight. Then with a surprising quickness, straightened up backwards. “The key is to point your butt backwards, then bring it suddenly forward as you lift up.”

Ryan did a few more, his leg muscles brazzers flaring. With every thrust forward I noticed a considerable impact in his crotch area as, presumably, his cock came flying forwards. I looked away as Ryan made eye contact and grinned. “Your turn, first we’ll work on form.”

He took the weights off completely and had me work with the empty bar. “Stand here and relax your body completely, I will show you the best form.” Ryan came up behind me and, while I looked on in the mirror, I again took in how his body outsized me from behind (on every side). My feeling of accomplishment about muscle growth from earlier shrinking fast, he gently placed his right hand on my lower back as he held my hips in place with his left hand on my left hip. I felt his fingers graze and apply pressure to the tip of my hip bone and then felt soft but firm pressure pushing forward on my lower back. I slowly bend over, submitting to his strength and allowing him to maneuver my body. I found my heart rate increasing.

“Good, now this is how you grip the bar.” I had a sharp intake of breath as he stepped right up into me from behind and bent his hard body over mine, pressing himself up against my back. He gripped the bar, one hand facing out and one facing in, bracketing my hands with his own. He paused, his mouth now beside my ear, speaking softly now. “That’s great baby, just adjust this hand a bit.”

With surprising gentleness, he peeled my right hand off the bar and turned it around, closing my hand around the bar with his own so I was switch gripped. After a moment, he moved his again to the side of mine.

“Now” he whispered in my ear. I could just barely feel his lips against the outside of my ear and I felt myself get light-headed. “I want you to pull up and thrust your hips forward, lets do it together, slowly.”

With that, Ryan started straightening up, pulling up the bar and slowly thrusting his hips forward, his pelvis pushing into my butt. I felt his large bulge pressing up against me. Once we were upright, I felt his muscular chest pressing into my back, hard as granite. “Now, as you go back down…” he continued, his lips still brushing my ear “…I want you to push your butt back into me, thrusting it backwards.”

Ryan began lowering the bar. I realized then just how little power I had compared to him. If I tried my hardest to stop the motion of the bar, I doubted I would have any impact. His quads pressed into my legs from behind, and it felt like tree trunks pressed up against a couple twigs. As we slowly lowered the bar to the ground, I thrust my hips backwards, grinding my ass into him.

“That’s great babe. Nice.” I felt a quick flush of pride that I suppressed, knowing it was silly. Still, we kept going with the deadlifts, with Ryan admittedly doing most of the work. He thrust into me and I grinded back into him. My head was swimming now and I watched our progress in the mirror. Ryan was grinning at me devilishly and I couldn’t help but let out a giggle as we proceeded, which I again tried to cover up.

“Great, you really feel great babe” he whispered in my ear. With that, he let go and stood up. I felt suddenly empty, exposed. I realized it had felt so safe with Ryan around me.

“Do a few more sets without me okay?” He turned and walked away, my eyes following his broad back, retreating. I did a few more sets and realized just how hard this exercise was, when I actually had to do the work.

Ryan wandered over. “Okay, that’s it for the heavy stuff for today. Now I want you to work on toning and balance. Here’s a 15 minute video, follow her instructions.”

‘Her?’ I thought. Ryan handed me his phone and on the screen was a youtube video entitled “Butt lift and slim thighs tone-up.” On screen was a thin but curvaceous white girl. Her booty was facing the camera in the screenshot, with one leg raised and her looking sexily over her shoulder. “Isn’t she hot?” Ryan said. “She’s got the best fucking ass.”

I tried to recover some of my seniority and professionalism. “Sure Ryan, but it’s not so appropriate to objectify her like that.”

“Ha, okay babe. Whatever you say – just work that ass!” And he gave me a quick soft tap on my butt. I glared at him.

Still, I pressed play. As I watched, I couldn’t help but agree with Ryan. She had an amazing butt and she was in great shape. I guess it couldn’t hurt to give her exercise a try. I proceeded to spend 15 minutes doing leg lifts (lying on my stomach and my side), lunges, and crunches.

Every time I glanced at Ryan, he was lifting heavy weights. Punching out reps with a look of grim determination on his face. He was somewhat intimidating when he was doing them. I noticed his muscles seemed to increase in size even more as he pumped up going through his routines.

As I neared the end of the video, I saw Ryan tying a weighted belt around his waist. He jumped up and grabbed the pull-up bar and proceeded to crank out rep after rep of pull-ups and chin-ups. His arm and shoulder muscles were sikiş izle on full and spectacular display as he continued his pull-ups, seemingly with little difficulty.

“Hey babe, I need your help.” He called to me. I walked over, wondering how I could help him.

“I need additional weight. Can you stand on my feet and hold on to me as I do some more pull-ups?”

“What – no way you can do that.” I said. “That’s another 170 lbs.”

“170 huh? Lets try to bring that down to the 145-150 area.” I blushed, embarrassed.

“Anyways,” he continued, “that’s not a problem.”

“Come off it,” I said, really not believing him now.

“You don’t believe I can do it? Fine, lets make a bet. If I can do 10 pull-ups with you hanging on, and I’ll leave the weight belt on, you give me a post-workout deep-tissue massage.”

I hesitated. “And if I win?”

He locked eyes with me and looked at me intensely. “I’ll let you suck my dick.”

My heart skipped a beat and I stared back at him, stunned. Then, he started laughing.

“I’m just kidding babe! Oh man you should see your face, it’s so cute.”

I flushed, my heart was beating again, hammering away. He continued, “if you win, I’ll buy you a workout outfit, how about that?”

“Sure, I guess.” I said

With that, he beckoned me over. I approached him, stepped onto his feet, and put my hands around his body. As I breathed in I could smell his masculine odor. My hands gripped onto his taught back muscles. I tried to hold only loosely but as soon as he began I realized I was very unstable. I also realized my head was about to hit the bar!

I bent over and held on tightly. I felt his back muscles contract and release as he went up and down. Every inch of his body was firm and hard. I also felt Dick’s huge dick pressing into my stomach.

I tried to put it all out of my mind, thinking about how inappropriate it was for me to be holding onto this eighteen year old adonis.

Of course, he easily made it to 10 reps and then threw in 10 more for good measure. I hopped off when he was done, embarrassed.

“Great, lets go get that massage.”

After a moment, I reluctantly replied, “Fine, but lets make it quick.”

“Whatever you say, babe. Let’s do it in the Sauna.”

Our lockers weren’t near one another and so we separated and planned to meet in the sauna. I took a few minutes getting ready. I knew I had to calm down. This teenager was walking all over me and I knew I was giving him too much leeway. I told myself I would give him a very quick massage and then leave. I put on my bathing suit and walk towards the sauna.

As I entered the sauna, these thoughts dissipated instantly. Ryan was lying down on one of the benches, only covered by a small towel draped across his lap. He already had a layer of perspiration over his body and his huge chest rose and fall gently. His eyes appeared closed but he grinned when he heard me come in.

“Glad you finally made it. Shall we get started.”

“…sure…” I answered quietly.

I walked over to him, staring down at his large frame, stretched out before me. “Why don’t you start with my shoulders and arms.”

I nodded absently (dumb as his eyes were closed) and brought my hands up. I rested them on his shoulder and ran them slowly down his arm, feeling the heavy and dense bicep and forearms. I ran my hands back up to his shoulder, feeling the ridge between bicep and shoulder. I gripped his arm firmer and ran my fingers down the inside.

I couldn’t believe the size of his arms. Wit two hands around his bicep, my fingers were still no where near touching each other.

“Don’t forget the other arm.” I moved over, stretching over his body and doing the same to the other arm. After a few minutes of this he asked me to start on his chest.

I brought my hands there and found they were trembling slightly. I rest them on his pecs and squeezed and pushed along the outside, then the middle. My fingers passed over his nipples. I did it again, pressing harder this time, my hands moving faster and faster.

“Lower” he ordered.

Without pausing, my hands dropped to his abs, his hard muscles pressing up into my fingers as I pressed my fingers back. My hands rand up and down his abs, squeezing and pressing. Ryan’s body barely yielded to my touch. Wherever muscle or skin would recede, it bounced back immediately.

At this point I was rubbing his lower abs, just below the belly button and up and down the “v” that led down…under the towel.

“Lower” he said again.

I paused, contemplating my next move. My hands passed slowly over the towel, not touching it, and came to rest on Ryan’s strong left leg. I glanced at his face, wanting to gauge his reaction. He only grinned.

I ran my hands along his legs, first one then both at the same time. His firm quads were huge under my fingertips. At this point, my eyes were locked on to Ryan’s package. As before, it was clearly outlined by the towel and draped over his right leg. I found that without thinking it, my left hand, sliding up and down his right leg, began to inch upward, even sliding up under the towel a couple times. I realized this at some point and stopped it’s progress.

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This is my first story.

The story is factious. The names have been changed to protect anyone that might think I am talking about them.

*

It all happens by mistake….

I was driving home and notice the U-Haul truck at the neighbors unloading there worldly goods. It was a typical family, a couple of kids a dog and boat.

They were trying to unload a sofa so when I pulled in the driveway and asked if they needed help the husband TIM who could be my twin I later found out and Tina yelled PLEASE!!!!

After our introductions I gave them a hand and we soon had it finished.

By then my wife and kids came home from shopping and everyone got to know each other at supper.

It’s when I notice that Tina had a tight ass covered by a very thin lair of white material and a red thong on underneath it no bra she had little titties but eraser size nipples.

I know this was going to be the start of a flirtatious relationship.

My wife commented after they left and I told her if you have the body, show it off.

Wrong answer…

It doesn’t matter what I say I get sex three times a week with my hand and once a month to two months with her if I am lucky.

As it goes porno izle Tim called me over the next Friday with a plumbing problem.

The funny thing was that when I arrived we were dressed alike so I got under the sink

And had Tim go under the house and turn the water off.

Tina came in and said good bye but ran her hand up my bare leg in to my shorts and grabbed my cock. What a way to be paid she thought I was Tim I never wanted to let on because I did not want to embarrassed her.

She said if she had time I would be given a BJ. WOW Tim is a lucky man.

Tim came in to hear the comments and hid so she could not see who was under ht sink after Tina left Tim came in and was getting under the sink to help and slipped and landed face first on my hard cock thanks to Tina.

After laughing it off and fixing the leak we had lunch.

We then hooked the TV and the DTD player and to see if it worked I hit play and the DVD in side the player started.

It was Tim being ass fucked by Tina. I watch a few minutes when Tim came back into the room and notice what was on and flipped out. I told him to relax that his secret was good with me… Yea right blackmail time..

A few weeks porno later we went out fishing and ran into a rain storm, so we took shelter in the cabin and played a few boring games of cards.

We then started with porker and after an hour Tim stated we should play strip poker will a few six packs and it sounded like fun.

As luck had it I lost the first two hands and lost my shirt and shorts.

Tim lost and he was in his shorts I lost again and was down to my birthday suit.

Tim could not concatenate and lost the next two hands so their we were two grown men in our B-day suits laughing.

The next bet was to see who would be the cabin boy I won and Tim wanted a rematch

But I upped the ante. Looser would do anything the winner wanted him to do.

Tim finally agreed and I won. I told him to go out in the rain and get me a beer he tried to get dressed and I told him no.

He came in wet and hard as a rock seeing his dick of 5.5 inches I knew he liked mine of 6 inches but almost double the diameter.

He gave me my beer and turned to go so I slapped him on the ass and he squealed.

I told him to get on his hands and knees and craw over and suck my dick.

He protested rokettube half heartily and crawled over and was all over me. I was read to cum in a few seconds and shot my load deep in to his mouth he came up licking his lips what a good cabin boy you are he just smiled.

Tina had called and we told her that we are ridding out the storm and we would be in later.

Tim was trying to clean up when he bent over the pillows and I came up behind him and pushed my now hard dick in to his ass.

Tim pushed backwards and with the help of the storm I was in his tight ass with no lube.

Tim screamed so I grabbed a bottle of suntan lotion and squirted it on my dick.

Nothing like the smell of coconut when you are ass fucking your new neighbor.

Tim was screaming “fuck me, fuck me harder” It was I all could do to hold on to his ass and pound him.

I REACHED AROUND AND GRABBED HIS COCK AND STARTED TO PLAY WITH HIM, he started to cum in my hand and I brought it to his lips and he cleaned my hand with his tongue.

When he did this I started to fill his tight ass with my cum and he would not let me pull out until he milked me dry.

We fell on each other and started to laugh this was the first time I have ever touched another man before much less fuck him. Then I did the unthinkable I shoved my tongue in his mouth and we started to kiss and taste his cum then we….

Will that will be another story…

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I was recently asked to write a story of how Jesse and Steve met. For fans of DM, I have to confess I only started watching it after Jesse was already an established character and never saw how the series introduced him or how he and Steve first met. However I think there is a great chemistry between the characters and that they make a great couple. So this is my take on how they came to be lovers.

*

The sun was a bright gold in the cloudless turquoise sky. The sea was a shimmering azure with enough waves to make surfing enjoyable without being too challenging. However, the small, slim blond sat on his towel, his board at his side, unable to take pleasure in any of it.

He knew he should be happy. The move to Community General had been the best he had ever made. His learning had shot up in leaps and bounds thanks to the mentorship of Dr Mark Sloan. Mark was more than just his teacher. He had become the father he had never known and Mark’s approval was important to him. Mark was also one of his best friends, one he turned to again and again and yet, at this moment, Jesse felt more alone and isolated than ever before in his life. As open-minded, intelligent and sharp-witted as Mark was, this was one problem Jesse did not feel able to share.

Nor was it one he could share with Amanda, nor with Steve. Jesse knew it was eating at him and he had to do something, but there was no one in whom he felt he could confide.

He was in love.

He had been struck by the stunning blond from the moment they had first met. Each and every one of Jesse’s buttons had been pressed and pressed hard. They had become friends, good friends, but nothing more. There was no indication Jesse’s awkward advances would be appreciated and the slim, blond medic knew they would be awkward. He had never approached anyone for a date that he had fallen in love with before. He had simply selected someone who seemed receptive, gone out once or twice and then called a halt before things could get serious.

This time, there was so much to lose if he said or did the wrong thing. So many people’s friendships he valued were at stake. He was beginning to debate leaving the hospital, finding another internship, although he knew that was just running away. The more he had got to know the other blond, the deeper his feelings had become. Not just attractive on the outside, they were intelligent, compassionate, courageous and a trusted friend.

They were also a cop, male and the son of Mark Sloan.

Steve Sloan, the object of Jesse’s unrequited love. No one at Community General knew he was gay. He knew it did not always go down well and the blond wanted to build his reputation before his private life came under scrutiny. That was why he felt so isolated, so unable to go to any of the people he trusted most. As open-minded as Mark was, Jesse did not feel he could reveal his sexuality, much less that he was in love with the older man’s son.

He pressed the heels of his hands into sky blue eyes that filled with tears. He did not know how to move on. How to keep spending time in Steve’s company watching everything he said or did so as not to embarrass himself. It sometimes made him seem clumsier than he was and he knew it could only get worse. He scrubbed roughly at the tears before they could fall. He had to find a way of excising his feelings for Steve as anything more than just a friend, or move on from the hospital. He could see no other options.

“Hey, Jess, surf’s up, man.”

Jesse started as the object of his dreams came to stand before him. Where the slender medic wore baggy Bermudas, Steve had a pair of black ‘Speedos’ that hugged every contour of the impressive package Jesse desperately wanted to examine with all the skill and care of his doctor’s training. Instead, however, he immediately jumped to his feet, his trademark smile on his face, not letting Steve see his sadness.

“Just enjoying the rays, man,” he countered. “Day off?”

“Rescheduled one they owed me. Dad said you were here, so let’s get to it, surfer boy.”

****

Steve stared with confusion and affection at the small blond bundle curled trustingly beside him to lie with his head on Steve’s thigh.

“Something wrong, son?” Mark asked, watching with hidden amusement as Steve’s fingers played with Jesse’s hair.

“I think there is, Dad,” Steve replied. “Something’s bothering Jess, but he hasn’t confided in me or Amanda.” Unconsciously still stroking Jesse’s hair, Steve looked up at his father to see a sympathetic look on the older Sloan’s face.

“I’ve noticed, too,” Mark admitted. “But he hasn’t spoken to me either.”

“Did another nurse dump him?” Steve asked with a frown. Protectiveness washing over him for the small blond as always when he thought Jess could be hurt.

“I think you need to put those detective skills to better use if you think he is always dumped,” Mark said enigmatically. “I may be your father, and a tad biased, but I think you’re a good porno 64 detective. Put the clues together. Now why don’t you take sleeping beauty to bed?”

“What?” Steve gulped, his hand flying from its comfortable niche on Jesse’s shoulder where it had been gently massaging the younger man.

“Spare bedroom?” Mark said, hiding his laughter. “Put Jess in there as he won’t be going home tonight.”

“Oh, sure,” Steve nodded. He carefully scooped the slight body into his arms, an unconscious smile playing about his lips as Jesse nestled close. He was so engrossed in ensuring he did not bump his precious bundle, he did not see the look of fond exasperation on his father’s face.

Steve put Jesse in the guest bed and knelt alongside the smaller man.

“I wish you’d talk to me, Jess,” he murmured softly. He suppressed a gasp as sleepy, turquoise orbs briefly opened and a warm smile spread across Jesse’s face.

“Love you, Steve,” he muttered, before his eyes closed again.

Steve remained where he was for a moment before hurrying to his bedroom. His mind was in a whirl as he stripped and flopped onto his bed. He sat, propped against his pillows, fingering his shaft as he replayed Jesse’s words over and over.

Although Steve had married, it had been because he had been told he was to be a father. Unfortunately there had been no pregnancy, just a ‘late’ cycle. As a consequence, the marriage had failed and Steve had confessed all to his father. He smiled remembering Mark was proud Steve had taken his responsibilities seriously, but had advised against any similar action again. The marriage had made both of them unhappy because it was for the wrong reasons.

Steve had often tried to convince himself he was bi, liking women as much as men, but he knew he was just lying to himself. He preferred men. However, he was unsure how liberally minded his Dad would really be when it came to his own family. Mark was still quite a traditionalist in some ways and so and only his Captain knew he dated men as well as women. There was still a lot of intolerance in his line of work which made things even more difficult in regards being open. When the itch got too much, he told Mark he was going out of town and took off to indulge. It made for a lonely existence at times.

His thoughts returned to Jesse and to his father’s cryptic comments. Could Mark have guessed…? In a way the big blond would not be surprised, Mark Sloan had a quick eye and quicker mind. As for Jesse…? Did the younger man mean he loved Steve as a friend, a brother, or something more? His erection cheered for something more. Pre-come began leaking liberally as Steve indulged in a favourite Jesse fantasy: the slender blond astride his body, riding him to completion as Steve stroked the younger man to a mind-blowing climax. He gave a groan as his shaft throbbed appreciatively at the image.

Steve had not sought out a male companion since Jesse had arrived several months earlier. However, he had only seen the medic date female nurses, but it was a date or two and then goodbye. He pinched a nipple, his hips beginning to thrust into his hand. He had done the same on occasion. His eyes widened: he had done the same on occasion. His hand began to fly over prodigious flesh, Jesse’s name a soft whisper on his lips. He came over his stomach in pearly strands. He languidly reached for baby wipes and removed the evidence of his climax.

He was a good cop and perhaps he had missed subtle clues because he had purposely not looked for them. He grinned. He intended to investigate the possibility of Jesse as more-than-friend. A smile on his lips, he slipped into sleep, a nubile blond featuring prominently in his x-rated dreams.

****

Jesse did not know whether he was in Heaven or Hell, whether his dreams were coming true or he had lost his mind. For the last week Steve had been acting … differently…around him. He was still the same Steve Sloan to the eye, but a hand on Jess’s shoulder was accompanied by a squeeze and a thumb that rubbed, the action seemingly hot-wired to Jess’s groin. A large hand was often proprietarily in the small of his back as they walked together. Steve’s eyes, his smile, even his voice were different; warmer, more sensual, deeper. A part of Jesse was cheering energetically and feeling like the cat that got the cream with each lingering touch. The other was guilty about reading something into the actions of a friend that was not there.

He headed to the elevator only for Steve to appear and join him. Jesse knew Steve was standing closer than normal when the elevator shuddered to a halt between floors.

Steve made an impatient exclamation. He was pleased enough to be alone with Jesse, but not in a stuck elevator. He hit the emergency button and growled who he was, who was with him and their location. He then turned to Jesse and every protective instinct surged to the fore.

Jesse was white-faced, his eyes wide and frightened and he was huddled porno izle against the far wall.

“Jess,” Steve said softly. “It’s ok, Jess.” He moved slowly towards the terrified young man.

“I don’t like being in enclosed spaces,” Jesse whispered, his voice shaky.

“It’s ok, Jess,” Steve repeated, drawing the shivering form into a tight embrace. “I’ll look after you until they get this thing moving again, sweetheart.” The endearment had slipped out unthinkingly and Steve winced, hoping he had not gone too far.

“S…sweetheart?” Jesse asked, looking up with eyes filled with wonder into Steve’s oceanic eyes.

“Sweetheart,” Steve confirmed and dropped his head to take possession of the lips he had coveted since first seeing the beautiful blond. A soft whimper meant the lips parted and Steve’s tongue swept inside. Slowly he mapped every nuance of Jesse’s warm, wet cavern before teasing Jesse’s shyer muscle into play. He tightened his grip as their tongues danced to music only they could hear. Slowly, he eased them to the floor, Jesse’s back against a wall, and continued his oral assault. Finally they had to part to breathe.

“Oh, Jesse,” Steve husked. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

“I dreamt of you kissing me, but it was nothing like the real thing,” Jesse confessed quietly.

“We have a lot of wasted time to make up, angel,” Steve smiled, nibbling at kiss-swollen lips.

“I…I have a confession,” Jesse whispered, his voice so soft Steve could barely hear him. “I’ve, you know, I’ve never…all the way.” Jesse ducked his head shyly.

Steve’s half-hard shaft surged at the hesitant confession. He had never taken anyone’s virginity. He intended to be Jesse’s first and last lover. He tilted the exquisite face to look at him.

“I promise I’ll take good care of you, angel,” he vowed.

At that moment, the elevator lurched into life. With a cop’s pragmatism, Steve stood, pulling Jesse with him, manoeuvring the smaller man to stand buried against his side. The doors finally opened and Mark and Amanda stood there hovering anxiously.

“Jesse?” Mark asked, worry colouring his tone.

“If it’s ok with you, Dad, I’d like to get him home. He suffers from claustrophobia; he needs to get out of here.”

“I know,” Mark nodded. “I can get the necessary cover. Take it easy, Jess. Thanks, Steve.”

Part of Steve acknowledged he had taken advantage of his Dad’s good nature and concern for his surrogate son. But, more importantly, he knew it gave Jesse and him chance to be alone in comfort. From the way Jesse remained glued to his side, Steve decided it was worth the small deception.

****

Inside Jesse’s small apartment, the young doctor immediately disappeared into his kitchen to make coffee. Steve let him go, waiting a moment or two, and then went to join him. Jesse stood as if lost in the tiny space. Two empty coffee mugs on the counter the only signs he had done anything since taking refuge in there. Steve slid his arms around the slender blond’s waist, nuzzling into the vulnerable throat.

“Come and sit down,” he husked, urging a pliant Jesse into the living room.

Steve sat, pulling the medic onto his lap and arranging the smaller man to be able to look into the expressive blue eyes.

“It’s ok to be nervous, sweetheart,” he smiled. “It was hardly the hearts and roses build-up to a romantic declaration of love, but I do love you, Jesse.”

“You…you do?” Jesse asked, his eyes widening.

“I do,” Steve said, laying claim to Jesse’s lips. As they broke apart his tilted his head and raised his eyebrow. He was rewarded by a crimson stain on Jesse’s cheeks.

“I love you, too,” Jesse whispered before burying his face into Steve’s broad chest. “I’ve wanted to tell you for so long,” he added. “It’s like I’m in a dream. I’m afraid I fainted in the elevator and I’m going to wake up and find this is another fantasy.” His face lifted and turquoise orbs regarded Steve with a mix of love and uncertainty

“Does this feel like a fantasy?” Steve rumbled, his hand squeezing between Jesse’s legs, finding the half-hard shaft and encouraging it to fill further. He recognised the insecurity and wanted to banish it as quickly as possible. He needed Jesse to know this was no dream and not a once-only scenario. He leant the pliant body back to be able to use both hands to maximum effect.

“N…no, feels good,” Jesse moaned, his hips pushing into the much desired contact. The dexterity and speed of Steve’s free hand astounded the young doctor as his shirt fell open to a look of desire and longing in Steve’s darkened, cerulean eyes that rocked him to his core.

Both men had seen each other almost naked on the many occasions they had hit the beach together, but Steve had never looked at him *that* way before. It was a look filled with a potent mix of arousal, appreciation and yearning that left the smaller blond defenceless. He whimpered needily, reaching for the older man sex izle and immediately Steve responded to him. Their lips met once more, Jesse’s tongue sliding into Steve’s mouth for the agile muscles to dance to silent music and then Jesse yielded control to Steve.

Steve found Jesse’s responsiveness incredibly arousing. He was no Dom, but the older man did like being dominant in bed. Jesse exuded confidence as a doctor yet was often plagued by self-doubt outside that role. Here, in Steve’s arms, Jesse seemed able to let the bigger man know what he needed whilst remaining the more pliant partner. It was a heady combination that left Steve almost intoxicated with desire. He had wanted Jesse so very much for so very long. However, he kept reminding himself that his beautiful blond was still chaste, was yet to experience all the pleasures of lovemaking. The older man made a mental vow to make the night memorable for his new lover.

“Steve,” the low, wanton moan seemed hotwired to the bigger man’s already throbbing shaft.

As he deepened the kiss, he had deftly unfastened his nubile blond’s pants to tenderly stroke hard, damp flesh. Jesse’s hips were trying to buck in tempo to his masterful strokes.

“Feels so good, so different,” Jesse murmured. His previous encounters had always been with men of a similar, slight build to his own. He had never had a lover as big as Steve and the older man’s size and strength were a potent aphrodisiac. The sensation of his engorged shaft engulfed in Steve’s calloused paw was almost enough to make Jesse come on its own. When Steve’s thumb teased over the sensitive slit, Jesse lost all coherent thought. Lights danced before his eyes as he convulsed in his mate’s arms, his pearlescent crème adorning Steve’s gently pumping hand.

Steve had never seen anything as beautiful or erotic as Jesse in the throes of his climax. He expertly milked the smaller blond until Jesse was limp and sated. He gave a feral grin as half-lidded eyes gazed up at him and he slowly and deliberately licked his hand clean of Jesse’s release. At the soft whimper he bent to share a Jesse-flavoured kiss with his lover.

“Sweet, beautiful, just like you, Jess.” He husked.

“Love you, Steve,” Jesse murmured, reaching to twine his hands at the back of Steve’s neck. “Make love with me?”

Steve made a low rumbling groan of pleasure, sweeping Jesse into his arms and into the small bedroom. He laid his precious bundle on the bed, swiftly divesting the lithe body of the clothing hampering his appreciation of his beautiful blond mate.

“You, Steve,” Jesse moaned, his body writhing with need. “Wanna see you.”

“You will, angel,” Steve vowed. Steve stripped slowly, performing for his lover, hoping the tableau would arouse his smaller mate. He gave a feral grin as he saw Jesse’s sated sex begin to fill and re-harden. When they made love, he wanted Jesse to come with him. As soon as he threw the last of his clothing aside, he crawled between the slender legs spread wide in silent invitation.

He placed open-mouthed kisses from ankle to knee. His tongue licked up each satin thigh to allow the big male to nuzzle happily at Jesse’s sac.

“Gonna make you feel so good, babe,” Steve promise, rubbing his face into the curls at Jesse’s groin. He licked slowly along Jesse’s hardening length, savouring his lover’s scent, fulfilling a long-held desire to taste the younger man.

“Ohh!” Jesse moaned, arching his hips and instinctively spreading his legs wider still to give the older man better access.

Steve’s large hands held the smaller man’s hips, not wanting his lover to do any of the work as he pleasured Jesse. Settling in deeper between the outstretched legs, he began in earnest. Every inch of Jesse’s shaft was reverently explored. Delicate licks to the slick head and firmer mouthing and nibbling of its length were followed by a devout tongue bathing of Jesse’s sensitive testes.

“Good?” Steve asked, the glazed and desire-darkened eyes telling him more eloquently than any words.

“Wonderful,” Jesse panted. He groaned as the older man descended on his penis again, using both his hands and mouth. The previous exploration had been gentle and reverent, this time his lover’s caresses were firm and sure as Steve expertly pleasured him, more certain of how to handle Jesse’s endowments.

The experienced man engulfed Jesse’s leaking erection to its root and then carefully scraped along its length with his teeth. He was gentle around the sensitive sac and lightly grazed the skin of Jesse’s perineum, grinning at the deep groan which was his reward. He obeyed the insistent tugging at his hair to blanket the slighter form and gaze proprietarily down at Jesse’s flushed face.

“Make love with me, Steve,” Jesse pleaded.

“Lube, condoms?” Steve asked huskily, wanting nothing more than to bury himself in his mate’s body, the raw need in Jesse’s voice and eyes fuelling his own.

“Lube in the drawer,” Jesse whispered. “I don’t have condoms. I’ve never needed them. But I’m clean, Steve, I swear it and I know you are. I helped your Dad run your tests. I’ve waited so long for you, Steve. I’ve dreamt of feeling you inside me. Please?”

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She was lying on her bed helpless. He could tell she had taken one too many marijuana-laden cookies. It had made her beyond high. I had made her vulnerable to any and all of his advances.

“You’re mine!” he told her.

“I’m yours,” she mumbled. “Take me,” she added. “Take me any way you please.”

She was already undressed, lying naked, her body exposed for him to see. His cock grew large and throbbed yearning for participation in the events to come. But he wanted to go slow, to make her beg for what she wanted. In the meantime, he would play with her and taunt her.

She was on her back with her knees up in the air. Her body was rocking back and forth. He knew her clit must be throbbing because she repeated “Take me” again.

He decided to amuse himself by playing with the toys they had accumulated over the years. He wanted to fuck her and arouse her, but not with his fingers, tongue or cock but with objects. He reached for Magnifique and set the vibrator to low. Reaching down between her legs, he placed one finger on each side of her pussy’s lips and spread her open to reveal a throbbing cit. He was right. She was horny and would accept anything to relieve the intense sexual desire that was inside her. The minute Magnifique touched her clit, she reacted. Her back arched upward to accept the vibrator and she gave out a huge moan.

He continued to stroke her clit with the vibrator; short strokes with only a little pressure. The feeling was getting more intense inside her and she displayed it by writhing as if she was trying to make the vibrator go away. It got more and more intense and her moans changed to expressions of total pleasure. “Oh, Charlie.” “Oh, Charlie.”

Her face reddened, altyazılı porno she held her breath, her body stiffened and then her voice exploded with a room-shattering “Oooooooooooooooooo.”

He would not allow her to rest. He wanted to have his way with her. While she was still recovering from her first orgasm, he got up on his knees and positioned himself above her breasts. His face buried itself on one of her breasts and his lips surrounded the nipple and he sucked, and sucked, and sucked. His tongue rubbed against the top of the nipple and he sucked, and sucked, and sucked.

She hadn’t had time to catch her breath from her first orgasm and her response to his lips and tongue on her nipple was electric. “Oh, Charlie, oh, Charlie,” she moaned, as her body writhed to accept the incredible sensations she was experiencing.

With one hand he grasped the breast that his lips were servicing and he placed the other hand on her muff and gently stroked the lips that had recently experienced the vibrator. She responded mildly which was unacceptable to him, so he let the lips of her pussy part and his index finger found her clit. He pressed hard on it while he was sucking her nipple. She reacted but in a manner that was still too low key for him. He was horny now and wanted to play with her body in every possible manner, so he lessened the pressure on the clit and started to stroke it.

Again her reaction was electrifying. She came within 30 seconds.

This time he gave her a little breather so she could collect herself. He had found from past experience that multiple intense orgasms did not maximize her pleasure. Her pleasure was in starting from nothing and letting it grow to an mobil porno explosive climax. That was the cycle. Nothing to arousal to explosion back to nothing. Then nothing to arousal to explosion back to nothing. On and on. If he could dish it out, she wanted to take it.

Thoughts of her ass started racing through his mind as his cock throbbed heavily demanding some action.

“I want your ass,” he told her.

“It’s yours,” she replied.

“I want to fuck your ass. Can I have it?” he demanded.

“Take me, take my ass,” was her answer.

He rolled her over on her belly and started to massage the cheeks of her ass. He loved to massage those cheeks. They were ample and the way they yielded to his caresses was very pleasurable to him. He them spread the cheeks apart revealing the magnificent, perfectly-shaped ass hole they he loved to look at and fondle. He rimmed it with his index finger and she responded with slight moans of approval.

He bent over and kissed the cheeks of her ass, sometimes burying his face in them. He then kissed the opening of her ass and flicked his tongue over the opening and played with it. He loved the way her ass hole felt against his tongue. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he forgot to see how she was enjoying it. He fingered it, he tongued it, he spread the opening to allow his tongue maximum penetration.

It was condom time. He placed one on his cock and reached for the lubrication. They had previously agreed that a lot of lubrication was a must, so he liberally placed it on her ass hole and slowly massaged it into the opening. To make it easier for her ass to accept his cock, he then inserted two fingers in the ass and gently plunged sex izle them in to the maximum. She had a magnificent ass. It always yielded to his thrusts no matter what he was inserting, not matter how wide it was. Once he was teasing her with Magnifique on her ass hole and became curious as to whether her ass would accept the full vibrator. He was amazed that it easily did despite the fact that it was about 2″ in diameter. Equally wonderful is that her reaction to having the vibrator inside her was sheer pleasure.

But this was not Magnifique’s day; it was his cock’s day. He lubricated his cock and slowly descended on to her ass hole. She accepted him quickly. The sensation to him was as if his cock has descended into a large dark hole. Making sure that her opening was well lubed, he descended further into her until the entire shaft was inside her and he could feel her ass against his public bone.

He then proceeded to fuck her ass. Slow strokes at first. Her sphincter muscle grasped the shaft of his cock as he plunged in and out. In and out. In and out. She moaned with feelings of pleasure. In and out. The feeling to him was magnificent. He felt as if he had total control over her. He loved to lean on top of her body which caused him to pin her against the bed. It was if he was raping her because he felt she was powerless to resist in this position.

He removed his cock from her ass. The view was spectacular. Her muscles did not immediately return to their original position so her ass hole was a gaping opening. He could not stand the site of the opening and forced his cock back into her ass. It received it immediately with none of the resistance that goes with a first penetration. Again he humped her in and out. The feeling against his cock was exquisite. The feeling of her cheeks meeting his body heightened his pleasure

Yes, he was having his way with her because this time he was focusing on his gratification and not hers.

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By now, it was almost noon- just three hours since Kelly found me in the kitchen trying to search out something to eat for breakfast and gave me her Quid Pro Quo ultimatum. Now, as we lay together in her bed, recovering from our explosive dual orgasms, I thought back to the last three hours and the revelation that my little sister probably had the hots for me as long as I’d had the hots for her. All that time peeking at her and stealing her panties….. I could have had the real thing if I’d only paid attention to Kelly more than I did.

“I was just thinking,” Kelly said as she rolled over toward me, “we should make a list of all the nasty things we’d like to do with each other. We can call it our nasty fantasy wish list. Who knows when we’ll get a chance like this again soon, Big Brother. You know, we’ll be home together for at least three more weeks.”

“Kelly,” I replied, sarcastically, as I grinned at her, “what you really need is some basic sex education first. Every girl your age should already know how to give a good hand job, how to suck a man correctly, swallow cum…. things like that. Then we can work up to the nasty stuff once you’re proficient with those basic skills.” I chuckled to myself at my wisdom.

Kelly elbowed me hard in the side of my chest. “You sound like one of my stuffy old professors at school, Kyle.”

“Okay, okay!” I exclaimed as I rubbed my side and laughed. “How about if we make a list of the top five nasty things each of us would like to do and we’ll spend the Christmas break working on them?”

“Oh, Yes!” Kelly giggled. “When can we start?”

“Well, if you’re really serious about it, we might as well start now since Mom and Dad will be gone all day.” I answered. “Get some paper and something to write with,” I suggested, “we’ll make our nasty wish list and see how many we can start on today.”

Kelly looked at me in disbelief. “Really?” She asked. “You’re not teasing me?”

“Sure!” I replied. “But, we need some rules, first.”

“Rules?” Kelly inquired.

“Well,” I thought, “like….. we both have to agree with what goes on the list. And, you can’t make fun of what someone wants to do. Plus, there’ll be no backing out, Kelly. Once it’s on the list, we have to make an attempt to really do it. We’ll take turns listing stuff – you can go first, then I’ll go, and so on.”

“Kyle,” she said, as she looked at me with a scowl, “that all sounds so official.”

“Maybe so,” I replied, “but, the rules will keep you from chickening out!”

“Like hell!” Kelly exclaimed. “So you think I’m gonna to be the one chickening out? What makes you think that? You don’t know what I’m going to put on the list, Big Brother. I bet you chicken out first.”

“Yeah, we’ll see, Kelly. Don’t forget who the scared little virgin is.” I said, laughing.

“Just because I’m a virgin doesn’t mean I’m a chicken.” Kelly said as she crinkled her nose at me. “Don’t forget who’s been waiting for whom all this time, Big Brother.” Kelly smiled at me, knowing she’d gotten the upper hand.

“So,” Kelly asked after a short pause, “can these wishes be fantasies, too? Something we’d like to do, or see or try, and the other one has to help make it happen?”

“I think that’s fair.” I agreed. “I can think of a few fantasies you might be able to help me with.”

“Sounds good.” Kelly said as she jumped off the bed, in her light blue panties. Very un-lady like, she bent over to look down into her book bag. I couldn’t help but stare at her cute little ass, wrapped in her panties. It was such an amazing sight – her wet panties weren’t doing much to cover her at all, and from the back, I could see the flesh color of her shaved pussy through the wet material and one edge of her panties was trying to creep up between her pussy lips. Kelly looked back over her shoulder and saw me staring at her ass. Then grinning and shuffling her feet apart, she stuck her butt out at me.

I could only stare at her. The view I had couldn’t have been any better if I’d planned it and posed her myself. Kelly’s panty covered pussy, clearly on display to me from behind, was framed perfectly between her legs. And, as she dug down into her book bag to get one of her class notebooks and a pencil, she wagged her ass at me seductively, trying to act as if she was doing it unintentionally.

Finally turning around, she walked up next to the bed and stood there. “You really get off on looking at me in my underwear, don’t you?” Kelly asked, peering down at my cock, which was starting to get hard again.

“Panties.” I corrected her. “I prefer to call them panties.”

“Tell me,” my sister inquired, as she watched my cock grow in length, “if you had a choice, would you rather see me in my panties or completely naked?”

“Hard to say.” I answered. “Both, I guess. I do get really turned on when I see you in your panties or catch a glimpse of them when you’re dressed. But, it’s been a fantasy of mine for a long time to see you naked – I mean….. up close and naked.”

“I’ve bursa otele gelen escort never minded you seeing me naked, Kyle.” Kelly replied. “I used to pray you’d come in my room each night after Mom and Dad went to sleep…. I’d pretend to be asleep while you looked at my vagina.”

“Kyle,” she added, as she spread her legs a little and tugged the waistband of the light blue panties up so the crotch panel was pulled up tightly into her, “you don’t mind talking about this kind of stuff, do you?”

“Talking about what?” I replied.

“My panties and my vagina, Kyle.” Kelly answered. “I want to know what really turns you on.”

So while Kelly stood in front of me with the notebook and pencil in her hand, I told her all the different ways I got off on her panties. I told her how I always try to get a peek up her skirts and even up the legs of her shorts, and how I’d love it if she would flash me a glimpse of her panties when she saw me looking. We talked about how I used to scour her room for worn panties, and when she asked me how many times I’d masturbated with her panties, I told her I wasn’t sure – probably hundreds of times.

“Well,” she said after a few minutes, “like I told you this morning, I knew you were taking my panties, but I really had no idea you were so into them. It’s kind of flattering,” she continued, “to know you’re so turned on by the smell of my vagina, Kyle. It’s pretty nasty, but, it turns me on.”

Then she smiled and looked at me, saying, “We have to be careful around Mom and Dad, though. Believe it or not, over the summer Mom actually said something to me about keeping myself covered in front of you and Dad.”

I nodded my head in agreement since I knew it would be disastrous if my parents found out I’d been stealing and jerking off with Kelly’s panties. But, as I nodded my head, Kelly started swaying her hips from side to side in front of me, very slowly – like she was trying to tempt me or dance seductively for me. My eyes were totally locked on that little piece of blue silkiness between her legs.

“Can you see my vagina through my panties when I pull them up like this?” Kelly asked.

Kelly stepped closer to the bed, spread her feet out a little more and thrust her pelvis out at me. “Kyle?” She said softly. “Look down here.” Kelly said as her free hand moved down to the gusset of her panties, gliding lightly over her lips and then deeper down – way between her legs. “It’s all wet down here, Kyle….”

Kelly’s fingers were pushing the material of her panties in between her pussy lips. I could see the glistening wetness on her fingers and on the silky blue material. I was mesmerized by what she was doing; half masturbating and half exhibiting herself.

“Can you see my vagina through my panties?” Kelly asked again. Her voice was low and her face was flushed. I got the distinct impression she was embarrassed, but she continued rubbing herself as she looked at me.

I nodded my head in complete rapture as I watched her hand. She spread her feet another few inches apart and pressed the palm of her hand against her mound. My cock was straining now, watching the little show she was putting on.

“I told you I’ve been keeping myself shaved, didn’t’ I?” Kelly said, much softer now – almost whispering. “I did it so you’d be able to see my vagina without any hair in the way.”

I looked up into Kelly’s eyes and she had a very serious look on her face. “Would you mind saying that….. just once? Tell me you can see my vagina.”

My cock was completely hard and it was throbbing again. My little sister was standing in front of me with her panties pulled up into her pussy lips and she kept repeating the word ‘Vagina’. This was so fucking hot. Kelly was so fucking hot.

“Kelly,” I answered, as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and sat facing her, “the way your panties are pulled up like that, I can almost see your vagina. But, I can’t see it clearly yet, little sister. If you want me to see your vagina, you’re going to have to come closer and let me pull your panties down. Then I’ll be able to see it much better.” It was my turn to tease her, now. I knew she wanted me to look – especially with the way she kept saying ‘vagina’ and the tone of her voice.

Kelly’s eyes were almost glazed over. She was totally quiet as she took the step or two to come right up to the edge of the bed, straddling my legs as they hung over. As she looked down on me, I reached for my cock and tugged on it a few times while I looked at her panties. She smiled as I masturbated myself and I smiled back.

“I could look at you like this for hours.” I said, quietly. “I’d love to have you stand in front of me with just your panties on and stroke myself while I look at you. Then I’d pull your panties down slowly – just a little at a time while I jerked off. I’d make you stand there so long, Kelly…… making you expose yourself to me while I stroked my cock, and when I was escort bayan ready to cum, I’d stand up and shoot my cum all over your hairless vagina and then I’d probably finger you until you came. That would be nasty, eh?”

Kelly lightly touched herself as I spoke. She appeared to be in some kind of dream state – at a place between fantasy and reality. So, softly, almost whispering, I said, “Once I pull your panties down, you’ll be completely exposed to me. It’s not like when I was peeking at you through a door, little sister.”

“But, that’s what you want, isn’t it?” I asked. “You want me to see your vagina. You want me to see how you shaved it. You want me to look at your sex, don’t you?”

Kelly didn’t answer me, and I was counting on that.

“I’m warning you right now, Kelly.” I said in a stern tone. “If you don’t stop me soon, I’ll pull your panties down and I’ll see everything. You won’t have any where to hide, I hope you know that.” I said, trying to drag this out as long as I could, hoping the anticipation would make her go crazy.

“Think of what your friends would say if they knew you were standing in front of your big brother about to let him pull your panties down and see your bare vagina….. your sex, Kelly…… your pussy. You’re about to let your brother see you completely naked. You realize that, and that’s what you want. Right?” I asked.

“Uh huh.” Kelly finally whispered.

“And you’re going to remain still and let me look. Isn’t that right?” I teased.

Kelly’s eyes opened for a second and she looked down at me with a blush on her face. “Yes.” She answered.

“Good.” I replied. “We’re on the same page, then. But,” I added, “there’s a catch. If I do this for you, I want you to do something in return for me. Quid Pro Quo, right?”

My little sister nodded her head. The blush from her face spread to her chest and I watched her begin to fidget while she stood there.

“I want to see you touch yourself.” I continued. “Just to prove to me that you want me to look at your naked vagina, I want you to touch yourself while I watch. Are you ready?”

Kelly was breathing shallow now and her hips were slowly gyrating as she stood in front of me, still touching herself outside her panties. The tone of my voice was soft, but I tried to speak dominantly, and it seemed like she was eating it up. I’d never seen Kelly like this, I’d never seen her so easy to coax – so submissive.

I didn’t wait for my little sister to reply. I reached up to take the notebook and pencil out of her hand and set them on the bed next to me. “This is your last chance to change your mind.” I warned her. Surely, she had to expect in just a few moments I would begin to lower her panties until her shaved pussy was revealed to me and then she’d be required to touch herself.

When she didn’t say or do anything, I reached over to grasp the hand she was using to lightly stroke herself. I raised her fingers to my nose and I sniffed them, smelling her female juices and then finally putting her fingers in my mouth to suck them. When I’d cleaned her fingers, I told her to put her hands to her side and not to move them. Then, slowly, I moved both my hands to the waistband of her panties.

As she looked down at me, I let my hands roam around to the back of her ass, feeling the soft, silky material of her panties as I fondled her. Leaving one hand on her bottom and moving one hand to the soft triangle in the front, I moved both hands directly between her thighs and pressed them up against her pussy.

“Oh,” I moaned, “are you enjoying being my submissive little sister? You must be, because you’re so warm and wet down here. I can’t wait to pull your panties down and see my sister’s vagina up close, and, I’m going to take those panties, Kelly – I’ve even got a plastic baggie to put them in so they’ll still be wet for me tonight when I’m lying in bed jacking off with them.

She was quivering with anticipation. I’d made her stand there for so long now, telling her what I was going to do and giving her an ample amount of time to let her imagination run away with her. I simply couldn’t wait any longer – my poor cock was hard and throbbing, even though I had a huge cum not so long ago.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and looked up at her. “I’m gonna do it now, Kelly, and I want you to be a good girl and stand there perfectly still and let me pull your panties down and see your vagina. When I tell you, I want you to start rubbing your clit and make yourself cum while I watch.”

As I finished talking, I began to pull her panties down. I kept myself from ripping them down her legs, or, from pulling the front down so I could see her pussy. Instead, I moved slowly, creeping them down her hips; maybe a half inch every thirty seconds. Each time I lowered them, I looked up to gauge her reaction. The first few times, I couldn’t see much change, but, as her panties got low enough to where she knew the top of her mudanya escort slit was going to show, she began to breath faster and deeper.

“Not long now, little sister.” I said, looking up into her eyes. I stopped for a brief period of time and jacked my cock a few strokes just so she’d know how much it was turning me on to do this to her. She gasped when she saw precum starting to leak from the tip of my cock – her eyes got big and her lips parted as if she was in awe of what she was seeing.

I hadn’t planned to do anything like this, but when I saw her staring down at the precum leaking out of my cock head, I grasped her hips and forced her to take a step backwards. Then, as quick as I could, I stood up, put my left hand on her shoulder and pushed her down in front of me.

“On your knees, my submissive little cutie!” I said, sternly. “You’re the one that made my cock leak like this, so I think you need to clean it up.”

She looked up at me as I hovered over her holding my cock in my right hand. “Stick your tongue out, Kelly.” I said to my little sister.

She opened her mouth and extended her tongue out as she peered at me. Then slowly, I inched my cock to her tongue and placed the head of my cock right in front of her. “Watch.” I said, as I squeezed my cock. More precum appeared and when it was about to drip off, I smeared it on her tongue and told her to taste it.

“Taste it,” I whispered, “it’s your fault, Kelly. You got me so excited, you made my cum start to leak. Seeing my nasty little sister in her cute little panties and knowing you wanted to expose your vagina to me….. well, it’s too damn much.”

As she tasted my precum, I rubbed my cock on her face and then squeezed another drop of precum to the tip and told her to stick her tongue out again. One more time, I wiped my cock head on her tongue and told her to taste it. While she did, I thumped my cock on her cheek and grinned down at her.

“I ought to bend you over the bed and take your virginity right now.” I said. “It’s not fair to me, you know….. to have a little sister who’s as beautiful as you are and who wants me to see her naked. Now, open your mouth again.”

She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue one more time. When she did, I squeezed out a huge drop of precum and told her to kiss my cock. My sister pursed her lips and kissed the tip of my rod, slathering my precum all across her mouth.

“Enough!” I gasped. “I’ve got to see you naked now. I can’t take this any longer!”

I reached down and helped her up. Then, sitting down I pulled her back in front of me and put my hand on her hips. “I have to be honest with you, Kelly, I don’t feel guilty about this at all. So, unless you’re gonna me to stop right now, I’m pulling your panties down and I’m going to get a nice, long, and close up look at your vagina.”

Kelly was absolutely quivering and shaking now. Her panties were half pulled down already and I knew if I lowered them anymore, I’d be able to see her pussy. “I was going to tease and torment you and take your panties down slowly to give you time to change your mind.” I told her. “But now, all that’s over and they’re gonna come down and you’re going to show your big brother what you have in there and you’re going to play with yourself for me and make yourself cum.”

Kelly nodded her head slightly, and when she did, I pulled her panties down to her knees and left them there. She took a quick intake of breath and reached out to steady herself on my shoulder. “Oh, fuck!” My little sister gasped.

Kelly’s pussy was perfect. Her outer lips were slightly parted and her clit was poking its little head out at the top of her slit. I glanced up at her face and saw she’d closed her eyes, but, I wanted her to see what I was going to do next, so I told her to open them. Then, I asked her to spread her feet apart and when she’d done it, I raised my hand and placed my finger at the crease between her lips and I held it there.

“You say you’re a virgin, huh?” I asked. Kelly nodded.

“I’ll need to confirm that.” I said, smiling up to her. “You won’t mind me doing a quick check will you?”

“No.” She replied softly.

“First, I want these panties.” I said as I leaned down to the end of the bed and picked up the baggie I’d brought up from the kitchen. Then, as I pulled her panties down her legs and she stepped out of them, I folded the light blue silkies and put them into the baggie and sealed it up carefully.

“Tonight while you’re in bed, you can think about me over in my room as I’m sniffing and sucking your panties while I stroke myself.” I tried to be as graphic as possible because I wanted her to get a good visual of how I was going to use her panties and judging from the expression on her face, she knew exactly what I was going to do.

“Come closer,” I instructed, “I want to see how wet you are inside and check your virginity.”

She shuffled forward and spread her feet without being told to do so. “You’ve got a beautiful vagina, Kelly.” I remarked as I ran my fingers up and down her crease. “I’ll be careful not to hurt your hymen….. at least for now. We’ll let my cock take care of that later. For right now, I just want to check and make sure your hymen in still in there and I want to see how wet and turned on you are.”

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The night after our group sex in our tent, the guys came back from fishing and we had a great fish fry. Aunt Janet and the other women had everything ready and waiting to fry dinner. In between sips of beer and bites of fish, Damon rehashed for us their day.

“Jason probably landed the biggest one,” Damon smiled, “But I caught the most.”

Nikki brought her plate of fish and sat down next to me, closer than what was really needed. I looked at her and smiled, visions forever burnt into my mind of her perfectly tanned ass and her bouncy tits.

“What you guys talking about?” she asked. She wore her usual camping attire of a tube top and really short shorts; it didn’t matter who you were, you were always going to stare.

“Just our day out on the boat,” her brother Jackson, or Jacks, replied. “What did you guys do? Lie around all day, work on your tan?”

Aunt Janet sat down across from us, next to her son. “Some of us went to town. The young girls stayed back.” She’d barely looked at me since their return. Janet was in her mid-40’s, Nikki had gotten her good looks from her mom. Janet was as tall with the matching long legs, but the obvious difference was her hips. Birthing hips, I believe they’re called, after having three kids. She had wide hips, which made her have a wide ass. She was by no means big, I’d guess 135 or 140 pounds, with a nice set of 36B’s.

“Did you girls keep Tony entertained, or was he bored to death?” Janet asked.

My girlfriend Jessica couldn’t help but laugh. “He lasted about 20 minutes before he blew us off. Too much girlie talk I guess.”

I patted her on her thigh, my fingers creeping up towards her crotch. “The tortures you put me through.” Right after we’d finished, the girls went to shower, hoping to rinse off the scent of sex. I had wanted to join at least one of them, but being a women’s bathroom open to all campers, I couldn’t sneak in.

After dinner, I got into a game of beanbag toss, or cornhole. My partner ended up being Nikki, against her mom and her cousin Brian. Janet was on my side, with Brian and Nikki 30 feet away from us.

“Take it easy on us Tony,” Aunt Janet smiled. Looking at her was like looking at an older Nikki, my perverted mind wondered with erotic thoughts.

Putting my beer down, I smiled back. “I’ll see what I can do.” We’d always had a cordial relationship since Jessica brought me around to family functions, after we’d been together a few months. I liked her and I knew she liked me, in a nephew/aunt sort of way of course.

Alternating our throws, I ended up with two bags in the hole and one on the board; she had none. “Way to go Tony, let’s skunk these fools.” Nikki said bouncing around. Her stunning boobs jiggled with her movement. Brian watched along.

I grabbed my beer and stood out of the way as the other two threw. Janet stood beside me as we watched. “That is not what I had in mind, mister.” She smiled through a faked grimace. I playfully wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

“Don’t worry, my aim only approves with the more I drink.” Brian had put two on the board; we were up 5-2. Janet’s aim was still off, but I’d only managed to put one on. Jessica crept up from behind me with a cold beer for me. She very noticeably snaked her hand up my thigh and over my crotch, knocking into my cock.

“Now you take it easy on Aunt Janet, I don’t want you to hurt her.” She was drunk. I laughed uncontrollably as she fought to stand. She gave me a wet kiss before she left. While I was getting frisked, my eyes were on Janet the whole time. Her eyes had been glued to Jessica’s hand and my crotch. My laughter broke her out of her trance.

As the game progressed, and I’d drunk a few more beers, we were up 18-9. Brian and Nikki were throwing, Aunt Janet wrapped her arm around my waist. I was a few inches taller than her, so I looked down and smiled. I put my arm around her shoulders and gave her a friendly squeeze.

“Now, I want a rematch tomorrow, with a better partner!” Janet laughed. Her right hand had begun on my waist, but began sliding down to my hip. I didn’t think anything of it, not wanting my over sexed ego to take an innocent gesture and turning it into something it was not.

“Yeah well Aunt Janet, I can’t teach you that the point of this game is to get these bags,” Brian showed her a blue cornhole bag, “to stay onto that board.” Nikki laughed and pushed her cousin. Nikki put one in the hole giving us 21.

“That could be the winner!” she exclaimed. Suddenly I felt her mom’s hand slide down to my ass. Now, not to brag, but I’ve got a decent body. No 6 pack or a hard stomach, but I’m in good physical shape, with strong, broad shoulders from many years of lifting weights. I’d like to think my butt was nice, Aunt Janet was just going for her opinion.

I didn’t want to move suddenly and spook her from whatever she was trying to accomplish. But when her hand started moving around my buttocks, I knew this wasn’t like her. Maybe she just wanted to cop a feel, Porno but it was turning me on. I pulled her closer to me, her right breast pressed into my chest.

Brian missed on his remaining throws. “Maybe next time you can take me, Aunt Janet,” I purred into her ear, while I gave her a quick hug. I let my words float; she could take them for what it was worth.

We all moved down to the beach for a fire. Before I went there, I had to put Jessica to bed. She was about to pass out from drinking too much, but before she did, I wanted to make sure she was tucked in.

“Want some company?” Cara asked with a grin. “I told Damon I’d be down by the water in a second.”

“All you’re giving me is a few seconds? You must have me confused for someone else,” I replied. We were on each other instantly. Our hands mingled on the other’s body, our lips met and fought. Her humongous breasts heaved against my chest, my hard cock poked at her.

“What’s got you ready to go?” Cara asked pulling down my shorts. I wasn’t completely hard yet, but I was close. I took off her shirt and dove for her cleavage, burying myself in her big melons. I kissed both breasts, squeezing one with one hand while my other was grabbing her big ass.

“Your Aunt Janet was playing with my butt.” I got Cara’s bra off with one hand. When her nipples were exposed, my mouth attached to one immediately. I used both hands to lift up her 40DDD tits, always amazed at how big they were. When I wasn’t licking one nipple, I was pinching it gently, Cara loved it.

“MMmmmmm, yes, that woman is full of surprises,” Cara said. She forced her lips back onto mine and then she kissed my neck before she went down to her knees. “I’ll make you forget about her.” I was in her mouth a second later. She worked eagerly, bobbing on my thick cock.

“You two wanna keep it down over there? I’m trying to pass out,” Jessica said with a smile. In the dark I could see her playing with herself. The last thing she really wanted was for us to be quiet.

“Your sister is giving me fantastic head,” I replied. Cara’s hand was fondling my balls as her tongue danced around my cock head.

“Want Tony to blow you while I blow him?” Cara asked her sister. We were standing at the foot of the air mattress.

Jessica quickly replied, “No, I’m almost done anyways. I’ll get some tomorrow.”

I wanted to go down on Cara, and was about to suggest it when someone walked up to our tent. To my amazement, Cara didn’t stop sucking me. Apparently only I was in a panic.

“Hey you guys, Damon’s on his way up looking for Cara.” It was Nikki. Apparently the two seconds was real, he wanted to know where his sexy wife was.

“Goddammit!” Cara growled. “I really wanted a good fucking tonight.” She quickly found her bra, putting it back on along with her shirt. She turned to give me one last kiss saying, “We’ll finish that another time. Soon I’m hoping.”

She barely got outside our tent before Damon appeared. I heard them converse before they took off towards the beach. With my dick still hard, I wasn’t going anywhere.

“I guess she left that for me,” smiled Nikki, whom had her shorts off before she was in our tent. I picked her up easily into my arms and set her onto my stiff cock. “Hi Thumper, did you miss me?”

She purred as my cock head entered her, her long legs wrapping around my waist. “Ohhhhh yeah, baby. I’ve never done it this way before.” My hands held her perfect ass, as I slowly tried to take her deeper, but she was really tight.

“Give it a minute, it’ll fit, here,” Nikki said. “Play with these while you wait.” She pulled her tube top down so I could have her 32D tits. I hungrily ate her nipples, one and then the other. Suddenly I felt her wetness envelop me.

“Mmmmmmm, baby give it to me,” she said. I raised her lean body and impaled her in a good rhythm. Her breasts swayed with us, the nipples rubbing against my chest. When I pulled her tight to me, her breasts felt good rubbing against me.

From the first time I’d entered her, Nikki’s pussy was like none that I’d ever fucked. It was tight as hell, but that could have been because of my size, and she was always sopping wet. I could feel her juices running out of her onto me and down my balls.

“You’ve got the tightest pussy,” I proclaimed. Her arms were wrapped around my neck; she began riding me by sliding her hips up and down.

She smiled like a proud princess, “Jess, I can see why you needed so much help pleasing this monster cock. He’s an animal! Oohhhh don’t stop, right there!”

I wasn’t sure what was going to give first: my legs or my load. My stamina was being test by this vixen in my grips, I might have met my match, I thought to myself.

“Where do I get this load?” Nikki purred into my ear before nibbling on my ear lobe. She wrapped her legs tight around me, I was in as deep as I could go, and I wasn’t going anywhere. She rocked side to side humping me inside her; the feeling was boiling my balls. I could feel her Altyazılı Porno muscles strangling my cock.

“Wherever you want it baby.”

“Should we ask your girlfriend? Ask her where you should shoot it into her cousin.” The girl was evil, wicked evil. I broke her leg hold, leaned her back a little more than we were, and began thumping her pussy with strong quick strokes. My big cock head had to be rubbing up against her g-spot, I could feel more warm wetness.

“That’s it baby, mmmmmmmmm, yes yes, right there, fuck me!!” Nikki came hard, I wanted to suck her cream as she came, but two strokes later, I blasted my load deep inside her. I saw stars as I kept shooting, she was milking me for all I was worth.

“God you sure do spoil a girl with all that,” Nikki said. I carefully brought us to the floor, me on the bottom with her still straddling me. I was still inside her. As I went soft, our mixed juices began leaking out. Nikki greedily put a finger inside herself and came back with what she was looking for.

“Taste this.” She told me, showing me her finger. I took her finger into my mouth and sucked it hungrily. The taste wasn’t totally unpleasant, I could taste a lot of her and a little of me. My tongue worked around her finger, as I watched her take my hand, guiding it down to her worked up pussy. I stuck two fingers gingerly into her, worked them around a little before bringing them out. She then brought them up to her mouth, and like she was giving me head, she began sucking my fingers like an expert.

We stayed cuddled for a few minutes after that. “I’ll walk you back to your tent.”

“You don’t have to do that, you and Thumper should rest. I have a feeling he’s going to get a work out the rest of the week.”

I insisted. “No, its dark out there, who knows who’s out there wanting to take advantage of a young hottie.”

We stepped out of the tent into the cool night air. Our campsite was quiet; most of the family was still down by the beach. “I gotta pee before I go to bed.” As we walked up to the bathrooms, my hand found her ass in the dark, it stayed there playfully. When we got to the bathrooms, a couple guys stood around by the front.

“Let’s give them a show!” She grabbed me around my waist, bringing us face to face. I met her half way as our lips found each others. Her pelvis ground into mine, I hooked a finger into her tiny shorts and pulled down just a little, exposing the top of her beautiful ass cheeks. The two guys would figure out she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She sucked my tongue aggressively before suddenly saying, “I really gotta pee now.”

I stood, embarrassed a little, to the side waiting. One of the guys looked at me a smiled. “Dude, she is smoking hot.” I nodded in agreement. The fuck was she taking so long? “We have seen her walking around with that other gorgeous piece of tail. The really tiny one with big tits.”

After what felt like 20 minutes, Nikki finally came out. She looked a little dazed; she didn’t even give the two guys staring at her a wink or nothing. She just grabbed my hand and pulled me along.

“Oh. My. God.” She said about 50 feet later.

“What?” I didn’t know what the fuck was going on with her.

“I think I just heard my mom masturbating in the bathroom.” Now it was my turn to give her a “what the fuck” face in return.

“How’d you know it was her?”

“Even if you’re moaning, you still kinda sound the same. It was definitely my mom getting herself off in there.” I didn’t say anything more, I didn’t know if Nikki was embarrassed or not, I wasn’t going to push it.

Back at my tent, I had thoughts of Nikki sleeping with us. Boy would that be fun. But Nikki had a different idea. She gave me a peck on the cheek before saying, “And do you know how I really knew it was my mom in there?”

I shook my head.

“She was moaning your name.” Devilish grin and an ass wiggle was all Nikki left me with. I’d be sleeping with a hard on.

The next morning began like most others. Except now I had images of Aunt Janet thinking of me as she got herself off. I was going to have to find a girl or use my hand before too long.

Jessica was still sleeping, with a good chance of her continuing that for a while after a long night of drinking. Most of the family was eating breakfast around the picnic tables. I saw Cara and Damon sitting off together in what looked like deep in conversation. I couldn’t get her attention to say good morning. I found Nikki waiting for me.

“Go get your trunks on. I wanna go for a swim this morning.” I eagerly went back to change. Nik was in an orange bikini, large enough for a family function, but she could make a potato sack look like lingerie.

We went down to the beach and sat in the sand, the cool morning water tickling our feet and legs. We began to talk, about anything that came up. Our lives, our jobs, our past lovers; nothing was off limits with us now. The only thing that didn’t come up was her mom.

“So how Brazzers did you and Cara begin?”

I retold her about the night Jessica had let her sister watch us have sex. How she’d shown Cara my thick cock and how Cara had gotten herself off. “She’s tougher to get off than some others.”

“She doesn’t seem to have a problem with Thumper.”

I told her that was why Jessica wanted me to fuck her sister, because I was big enough to get Cara off. I told her how Damon was on the smaller side and couldn’t hit her spot.

“What were they fighting about this morning?” I asked.

“I ran into Cara in the bathroom,” Nikki said looking out over the water. “Apparently when they tried having sex last night, she was too…ummm…loose, shall we say.”

I looked at her dumbfounded. “What? You can’t guess who might have done that, can you?” she said smiling at me. “Yeah I guess Damon couldn’t get off, it was a mess she said.”

The entire time we’d been by the lake, we sat close together. Our bodies touched occasionally, Nikki would leave her hand on my arm, or I’d stroke her milky thigh.

We watched loons swim by, the beach was completely empty, really peaceful. If I had a cup of coffee, the moment would have been perfect.

“Why did Jessica ever name that monster ‘Mister Thumper’?”

I thought about my answer before I replied. “I guess one night after we’d had a lot of sex she said that my penis made her pussy thump. The next day she introduced herself to Mr Thumper and then blew me.”

Nikki tossed her head back and laughed. “I couldn’t have thought of a better name for this thing.” Her hand went to me and began rubbing it. “I couldn’t imagine having to take care of this thing by myself either. I’d need some help.”

She snaked me out and sucked me hard. Nikki lay in front of me just like she’d been the first time she’d given me head on the beach. I untied her top and pulled it off; I wanted to play with her boobs.

“You are a breast man,” she said licking my cockhead. “I can’t wait to see Cara’s big mounds bouncing while you pound her.”

“Oh god, you’re amazing at that,” I said weakly. “Did you like eating out Jessica?”

Nikki popped me out of her mouth. She stroked me while she grinned. “It was okay, but I don’t know if I’d want to do that regularly.” She continued running her tongue over my cock, concentrating on the crack on the backside of my mushroom head. She stroked my shaft, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Do you think I’m a slut?” she asked. Oh Christ, her mouth was like truth serum, I could not lie.

“I think you want people to think that about you, but I doubt it.” With that answer she drove down, taking me entirely in her mouth.

Suddenly Aunt Janet’s voice boomed behind us. “Nikki? Are you down here?” Nikki’s head perked up, I looked behind me, not seeing anyone. Nikki wrangled her top and got it on, I tried hiding my engorged cock in deeper water.

Around the final bend, from behind some bushes, out walked Nikki’s mom. “Your dad wants to know what you need from town. He figured you should probably ride along so he doesn’t pick up the wrong things.”

Nikki gave me pouty lips before answering. “Okay Mom. Later Tony.” I waved goodbye, suddenly wishing the cold water would break my stiffness.

With Nikki gone, I expected Janet to follow her back. She was wearing a one piece and was carrying a book; she was looking for some sun. “How’s the water, Tony?”

“Cold,” my meek reply was.

“Mind if I sit with you for a while?” I shook my head; it was public water after all.

“I hope I wasn’t to bold last night, when we were playing bean bag toss,” she looked at me. “My competitive nature got a hold of me.”

I shrugged, modesty wasn’t in the cards today. “Girls tell me I got a nice ass. Why shouldn’t you enjoy it too?” Janet leaned her head back and laughed. The ice was forever broken between us.

We sat talking in the water for some time. The conversations not dissimilar to the ones I’d just had had with her daughter, sans the dirty ones of course.

“Seems you and Nikki have been hitting it off,” Janet said looking at me. “I figured with the age gap, you guys wouldn’t have much in common.” Nikki was 19 or 20 and I was almost 30.

I looked at Janet and smiled. For the first time I noticed the cold water was getting to her. Janet’s nipples stuck out through her swimsuit material for all to see. And by the looks of them, they could almost challenge Jessica’s for length.

A few minutes later Janet declared she was going to get some sun. When she stood out of the water, she used my shoulder to push herself up. She left her hand there a bit too long before removing it. The water saturated material of her one piece clung to her wide hips and ass. The bottom of her one piece was riding up into her ass, successfully showing me her divide. Janet’s ass had to be just like Nikki’s, I thought.

“Tony, can you put on some sun screen on my back please?” Janet asked. “It’s super weak, I just don’t want to burn.”

She lay in a chaise on her stomach, eyes closed. I came out of the water, my cock almost flaccid, and walked towards her. Suddenly her eyes opened, taking in my half naked body. They never left me until I was on the side of her.

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My wife and I have only been married for 3 years when her son from a previous marriage came back to live with us. He and his mother had lived together until he was ten but decided he wanted to live with his father on the west coast. Now at eighteen he was back. His father had remarried and things didn’t work out.

If only one thing in our house was true it was that Nora and I loved sex. That is why she and her first husband divorced. She is very sexual and loved having sex as often as possible and he just couldn’t keep up. She keeps herself in great shape and when that doesn’t work there is always surgery. Although she is 42 she doesn’t look a day over 30. She has an amazing flat stomach and medically enhanced 38D tits. Her ass is as tight as the day I met her and she loves to keep it that way. Her idea of sex usually starts by role playing. Nothing harsh just something to make it interesting along the way. Lately I have gotten more and more into it also drawing the role play out and making her earn the sexual release she desperately desires.

Jimmy had moved back in about a month ago and that had put a damper on our sexual activities. He is a good looking boy and I have caught him ogling his mother more than once. When I mentioned that fact to her she just smiled and asked me if I had a problem with it. “No, why should I?” Nora just laughed again and walked off.

It wasn’t unusual for Nora to be fixing coffee in the morning and for me to catch Jimmy standing in the doorway rubbing his cock watching his mother in her short gown. Nora rarely wears panties so I was sure when she bent over to get the coffee from the lower cabinet Jimmy was getting a good shot of his mother’s cunt.

Like I said Jimmy being around had slowed out role playing but after a month Nora couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Stan, tonight I want you to tie me up and make believe you are my master and I’m your slave. You can do anything you want except pain!”

“Anything? You want me to be in total, complete control!”

“Yes, I need to feel you in charge so I’m ready for anything!”

With that the roles were assigned and I knew what I had to do. About 10pm Nora and I told Jimmy that we were going to bed and would see him in the morning. That entire evening I had been watching Jimmy look over at his mother as if he could eat her alive and I didn’t blame him. Nora always looked even sexier when she got horny and after a month of very little sex she was as horny as I had ever seen her. Nora was sitting back on the couch and absently mindedly rubbing her pussy as Jimmy was stoking his rather large cock though his shorts. I pretended not to notice but it was hard to ignore since Nora was wearing a very short bathrobe with nothing under it and her nipples were as hard as rocks and sticking out a good quarter of an inch. I could tell she was so fucking horny that I could have jumped her right there and she wouldn’t mind.

Once we got to our bedroom I ordered her to strip and lay on her back. I secured her hands and feet to the bedpost and put on a movie that showed two men and one woman. I knew from experience that this would get her going. Also since she couldn’t touch herself I knew that in no time she would be begging to be fucked.

“OK, this is the way you wanted it. I don’t want to hear a sound out of you. Just watch your movie and think about Jimmy eating your bald little pussy!”

That make Nora’s eyes open wide!

“How did you know what I was thinking?”

“I told you not to speak! Porno Now shut up and watch.”

“But Stan, how did you know?”

“I could tell by the way you have been acting lately. Showing off your cunt to you son every time you had the chance. Rubbing you little pussy while he sat across the room and watched. You did everything but fuck yourself in front of him!”

With that Nora chuckled. “Are you mad?”

“No but tonight I’m in charge so do as I say or you won’t get fucked tonight!”

“Stan, where are you going?”

“Out! I’ll be back later.”

I left the bedroom but as I did I left the door cracked. Although Nora couldn’t see the door I knew anyone passing by could see Nora. I walked into the living room and peeked inside. I could see Jimmy watching TV and stroking what appeared to be a very large cock. I’m built fairly well at 8 inches but Jimmy appeared to have a 9 inch or better. As I passed the door I yelled at Jimmy that I had to go out for a little while but I would be back in about an hour. “Your mom is in bed if you want to say goodnight.”

With that I left the house and pulled out of the driveway. I pulled around the corner and parked the car. I eased my way through the back gate and saw Jimmy looking out the front window still stroking his hard cock. I guess he wanted to make sure I had gone before going to our bedroom.

Less than a minute later I saw Jimmy start down the hallway so I slipped into the house through the backdoor making sure I didn’t make any noise. I crept through the kitchen to the hallway entrance and looked around the corner. Jimmy was looking through the crack at the door at his mother. I didn’t blame him if I was in that position I would too.

I could tell Jimmy wanted more and I guess he thought it was now or never. I watched him slip into out bedroom without his mother seeing him. I eased my way down the hall and I could hear Nora moaning as she watched the two men on the screen fuck a beautiful big tittied woman.

By now Jimmy had released his hard cock from the confines of his shorts and was standing beside the bed stoking his monster. As I peered through the door I could see Nora as she finally realized she wasn’t alone.

“Oh fuck!!! Jimmy, what are you doing? How did you get in here?”

Jimmy didn’t respond. I guess he just didn’t know what to say. Just then Nora looked down and saw Jimmy’s huge cock pointed straight at her face. I knew Nora didn’t have the will power to refuse such a sizeable cock especially in her current state.

“Oh Jimmy…..Jimmy your cock. I didn’t know you were so grown up. Forgive me baby but your mama’s horny. Can you help me out? Come here baby. Let mama see that hunk of meat!”

Jimmy eased closer to his mother and put one knee on the bed while still slowly stoking his meat. He leaned over as his mother lifted her head from the pillow and opened her mouth to take in the head of her son’s dripping cock.

“Ahhhh…mom that feels so fucking good. Ahhhh….Ohhhhhh yea mama. Suck me….suck my cock mom!”

Jimmy eased up a little further to give his mother more and more of his cock. Nora lay back on the pillow and told Jimmy to get over her so she could have more. Jimmy dropped his pants so he could straddle his mother’s huge tits. Then he let go of his cock and leaned forward taking hold of the headboard of the bed dropping his cock into his mother’s open mouth. Nora squirmed around until she could get the head of her son’s cock back in Altyazılı Porno her mouth and started sucking as much of that meat into her mouth as she could.

“Oh fuck mom….yea ….suck me. Suck me mama!! I wanted you to suck my cock for so long. Ahhhh…. Yes…Keep sucking. You’re going to make me cum!!!!”

Jimmy was fucking his mother’s face as she struggled to keep his cock in her mouth. Since her hands and feet were still tied to the bed she squirmed and squirmed to keep from loosing her son’s cock.

“Oh yea mom! Suck it!! Take all of it!!! Suck my fucking cock mom! Ahhhhhhh fuck I’m cumminggg!!!!”

With that Jimmy let loose a huge load of cum that Nora had no possible way of swallowing. By now I had slipped into the bedroom and was standing at the end of the bed. I could see Nora’s cunt dripping juice as she was sucking her son’s cock and I could watch Jimmy’s ass clench tight as he was fucking his mother’s mouth and letting loose a torrent of cum.

Jimmy backed off letting his cock slip out of his mother’s mouth and letting it flop in between his mother’s tits.

“Oh fuck mom! That was great. I’m sorry for barging in but Stan told me to check on you.”

Nora’s eyes lit up as cum was running down her cheeks and neck. Nora kept looking at Jimmy then at his cock. I knew she wasn’t satisfied and was more cock hungry and horny than when her son came in. By now she didn’t care if she had been setup or not. She needed a cock and she didn’t care where is came from.

“That’s OK baby. You have a wonderful cock and if you can get it up again I know of another place you can put that piece of meat!”

“What about me? Don’t you want what I have to offer anymore?”

As soon as I spoke Jimmy snapped around landing beside his mother allowing Nora to look me straight in my eyes.

“I don’t want to hear a word from you. You told me I could do anything with you tonight that I wanted and this is just the beginning!”

Jimmy had a look of fear on his face and started to back away from me.

“Jimmy, don’t worry about it. I have known for a long time that you wanted to fuck you mother and that she wanted to fuck you. So if you don’t have any other plans for tonight how about we make both your dreams come true.”

Jimmy relaxed and smiled. I could tell he was ready. I looked down and his cock was already getting hard again.

“OK Nora, just this once I going to let you choose. Which cock do you want first? Mine or your son’s.”

Nora smiled and looked over at her son’s already hard cock.

“Both!!!!”

I was a little surprised but then again knowing Nora I should have guessed.

“Ok then, Jimmy untie your mother and lay on your back. Your mom is about to get her wish.”

Jimmy untied her hands as I untied her feet. He then lay on his back and his cock pointed straight up all 9 ½ inches of it. Nora rolled over on top of her son and took hold of his cock and eased it into her dripping snatch. She leaned over and Jimmy took hold of her 38D’s and started sucking like a baby. It took her a couple of minutes but eventually she had all of her son’s cock imbedded in her dripping pussy.

“Oh fuck yes baby. That feels wonderful. Ohhhh… Keep sucking your mama’s tits. Suck them just like you did when you were a baby. Oh what a big fucking cock you have. Ahhhhhh…. Give me that monster meat!!! Shove that big prick up your mama’s cunt baby!!”

I got up on the bed behind Nora and started licking Brazzers her asshole. I could see and smell the sex as Nora continued to try and get her son’s cock all the way into her dripping cunt. I reached down and stoked Jimmy’s cock as it was slowly sawing in and out of his mother’s cunt. I was licking Nora’s tiny puckered asshole as I continued to fondle Jimmy’s balls and stoke his fat cock.

“Ahhhhhh…. Yes Stan….Oh fuck that feels good!!! You like my big cock Stan?” Jimmy asked.

“Doesn’t feel too bad….but we’ll have to save that for later. I think you mother needs a good ass fucking right now!”

I squirted some Astroglide onto my cock and rubbed the head against Nora’s puckered asshole.

“Hold still Nora while I get you slicked up. You wanted both of us and your about to get your wish.”

Nora turned back towards me as she impaled herself on her son’s cock.

“Stan, I don’t know if I can take both of you. Jimmy’s cock is so fucking big and I already feel full!”

“To late now Nora dear! Your about to be filled to the brim and it’s too late to back out now!”

Jimmy and his mom stopped while I rubbed the head of my glistening dick up and down against Nora’s shit chute. I started to ease the head of my dick into Nora’s ass when I felt Nora start to spasm. She was already having an orgasm and we hadn’t even started fucking her good yet.

“Oh fuck Stan! You’re filling me up. I’ve never had so much cock in me at the same time. Oh fuck me you horny bastards. Both of you. I need to be fucked!!!!”

With that I started shoving more and more of my 8 inches into Nora’s bowels as Jimmy started sliding his cock in and out of her steamy cunt.

“Fuck me!!! AHHHH…FUCK ME….FUCK ME!!!! YOUR COCKS ARE SO BIG YOUR SPLITTING ME IN TWO!! AHHHHH…OH FUCK YEA…SHOVE IT DEEPER YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!!!! GIVE ME ALL YOUR FUCKING COCK!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

Jimmy and I got a rhythm fucking his mother’s cunt and asshole at the same time. I could feel Jimmy’s young hard cock sliding back and forth as I did my best to shove my cock deep in Nora’s ass.

“Ahhhhhh….your making me fucking cum you horny bastards!!!!!! OH FUCK YES!!!! FUCK ME YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!!! FUCK ME!!! YOU’RE FUCKING MAKING ME CUM!!!! I’M FUCKING CUMMING!!! OH SHIT YES!! FUCK ME!! HARDER DAMMIT!! HARDER! FUCKING BASTARD YOU’RE MAKING YOUR MAMA CUM AGAIN!!!!!”

“I can’t hold back mom! I gonna cum in your tight fucking cunt!!!!”

As soon as I felt Jimmy let loose I couldn’t contain my orgasm any longer. I shoved my cock as deep into Nora’s ass as I could get and let go of all the cum I had been storing up for the past month.

“I CAN FEEL YOU CUMMING IN ME!!! OH FUCK I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN!!! AHHHHH…FUCK ME!!!!! KEEP FUCKING ME….FUCK ME…FUCK YOU HORNY MAMA!!!!”

With that Nora fell over on top of her son and passed out. My dick slid out of her tight little asshole with a pop. Nora rolled over on her side and her son’s cock slid out of his mother’s cunt. I could see cum running out of Nora’s cunt and ass at the same time. Nora looked up at me and smiled.

“Ah fuck! That was incredible! I feel like I have been impaled on two poles. Is that all you two have for tonight or do you have something else in mind?”

“That depends on Jimmy. As for me I plan on getting some of your pussy before the night is over. How about you Jimmy. Are you ready to fuck you mother’s ass yet?”

“Give me a few minutes but the answer to your question is yes. I want my mother’s ass! I’m not near finished!”

“There you have it Nora.”

With that we decided to take a break so Nora could clean up while Jimmy and I took some time to recover. It was already after midnight but when it comes to pussy it’s never too late.

End

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Author’s note: I’ve long been fascinated about the dynamic between a brother and sister who have already broken the rules by having sex together. Once they cross that barrier, what’s to stop them from enjoying that thrill as often as they want? With that thought in mind, here’s my belated Valentine’s Day story. Annie and Todd are very comfortable with the limits they’ve established between each other or are they? Just a quick warning: lots of heterosexual ass-play in this story.

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Annie strolled into her brother’s bedroom without bothering to knock on his closed door. Wearing shorts and t-shirt, Todd sat relaxed on his bed, propped up against the headboard with his long legs crossed at the ankles. “What’s up?” he asked never looking up from his phone.

“It’s almost dinner and Mom says you need to out the trash.” Annie sat on the edge of his bed, knowing he wouldn’t move until he good and ready. While admiring his long, bare legs, her eyes drifted to the pleasant bulge of his man-parts. She ran her fingers through the curly hair on his inner thigh that grew thicker as she moved her hand higher.

“What are you doing?” he asked, still staring at his phone and typing.

“Nothing.” She pushed up the loose pant leg of his shorts, allowing it to bunch up as she tickled his hairy leg. Annie already knew what she would find if her hand kept exploring. If she kept going, Todd’s furry legs would give away to his smoothly shaved balls and the small swatch of closely cropped pubic hair he maintained above his prick. “Are you wearing underwear?”

“You tell me.”

Shoving her hand inside the loose pant leg and caressed his bare balls. He wasn’t wearing underwear. He seldom did, but then, neither did she. Annie wore underwear to thrill, only when she knew someone else might see and appreciate her choice of panties. He felt smoother than yesterday when his balls had felt scratchy against her cheek. “Did you shave this morning?”

Todd shrugged. So what if he had? He nodded towards his open bedroom door. “You left the door open.”

“Mom’s cooking,” she said, moving past his balls and caressing his mostly flaccid prick. As she squeezed his squishy length of manhood, that began to change. His cock grew longer and fatter. She liked feeling him getting hard and wondered how long he would let her tease him until he made her stop.

“Don’t start something you’re not going to finish.”

His cock rose along the side of his pelvis. If he was naked, his cock would slowly rise until it flopped over and exposed its sensitive underside. Trapped inside his shorts with her hand caressing him, his prick rolled to the left as it sought the path of least resistance for the rest of its growth. “Mom might like the show,” she giggled, pulling her hand out of his shorts and caressing the long bulge straining against the thin, silky smooth fabric of his shorts.

“Pervert,” he muttered. “Mom would freak out.”

He was right and Annie knew it. Sex embarrassed Mom. She didn’t want to talk about it. She wouldn’t acknowledge that it had happened with her at least twice or else she would have two children. If they were watching a movie together and people got naked, Mom would always look away instead of appreciating the nudity of a Hollywood star or starlet.

“You should go downstairs naked and see how she reacts.”

Todd snorted and smiled. “We both should.”

“God, she would have a coronary right on the spot!”

“You should shut the door.”

“Why?” Annie asked, tugging at the elastic waistband of his shorts, lifting and pulling downward to expose his hard cock and lack of pubic hair. “Are you afraid Mom will wonder why it’s taking me so long to convince you to come downstairs?”

“It might happen.”

“Maybe,” Annie said, impulsively pulling his shorts off his legs. Todd didn’t fight or stop her. They knew the fat woman cooking in the kitchen would never risk the extra exercise. Instead, she would waddle to the foot of the stairs and call for them.

Annie went back to caressing his hard-on, enjoying his length and girth. Todd had a pretty cock. Maybe that was a silly way to think about a cock, but she didn’t care. His cock had an interesting bulge along its shaft, swelling fatter along its shaft as it neared his cockhead. She often wondered how that extra width might feel inside her pussy. Surely, the shape of his cock would make him feel bigger and fatter in a good way. Moving her hand back to his full feeling balls, she appreciated how smooth they felt. He had done a good job at shaving.

“Are you going out with Stacy for Valentine’s Day?”

He nodded. “Are you going to let DJ get some?”

“Probably,” she said, keeping to herself how much she wished her boyfriend would shave his junk, too. She had asked, but DJ said he would feel funny taking a shower at the gym. Todd had said that was bullshit. According to Todd, guys made it a point to avoid looking at each other’s junk. Todd always kept it real with her.

“Probably?” he asked. “Problems in paradise?”

Annie Porno shrugged. She made a very loose fist around his fat cock and slid her hand up and down his long shaft. “No, we’ll probably do it. I just get tired of how he always wants to fuck like that’s the only way to have sex.”

“I thought you liked fucking him.”

“I do,” she said, changing how she caressed him. Instead of stroking her brother, she ran a single finger up and down his cock and enjoyed watching his cock throb. When she lightly circled her finger around his cockhead, his cock throbbed even more. “But I like doing other stuff, too.”

“Is that why we don’t fuck?”

“Maybe.” She grabbed at his balls, cupping and gently squeezing while admiring again the reaction that created. His hard prick bobbed up and down with need. “Does it bother you that we don’t go all the way?”

“Yes and no,” he said, looking at her instead of his phone. He placed a hand on her chest, squeezing and massaging one boob and then the other. “We do everything else.”

“I like doing everything else,” she said, wishing they had more time together. If it wasn’t dinner time and if Mom wasn’t waiting, she would get naked, too. She would let him finger her pussy or go down on her. She liked how Todd ate her pussy. Once they had started fooling around, Todd had wanted to learn how to eat pussy correctly. With Annie laying naked on her bed with her legs spread wide open for her brother, he had experimented with different ways to do it. He had tried licking up and down, side-to-side, and making circles around her clitty. That had been a fun afternoon filled with orgasms and near orgasms for her. She didn’t mind when he put a finger or two inside her, that still felt safe, even when he had slipped a finger up her backdoor, too.

“I wonder if Stacey gets tired of fucking.”

“You don’t go down on her?”

“After I do, she won’t kiss me.”

“I still suck DJ.” Annie liked sucking dick. She would suck off her boyfriend more except DJ always wanted to fuck. DJ claimed he couldn’t get off from just a blowjob. Todd had once said the same thing, but Annie she had proved him wrong.

“Stacey doesn’t like going down on me,” he complained. It wasn’t the first time he had said that. “She’s too afraid I’ll cum in her mouth.”

“That’s the best part,” Annie said, leaning over and licking his shaft. “Why do it if you don’t want a mouthful of cum?” She noticed how he held and phone and guessed what he was doing.

“Why do you even bother? It’s not like you can show anyone pictures of me doing this.”

“They don’t know it’s me.”

“You dick!” she said, playfully baring her teeth as if she was going to bite his cock. Between the two of them, they had hundreds of pictures of each other. “Evie thinks you’re hot.”

“You did not show Evie pictures of me.”

“Maybe I told her it was Todd,” she said before drawing her brother’s hard cock between her lips and bobbing her head up and down a few times. That made him still harder and she liked it. “You better hurry before Mom wonders where we are.”

“Did you really show Evie pictures of me?”

Instead of answering, Annie moved between his legs and got more serious about sucking him. Todd used to try holding back, lying that he needed more than a blowjob, but that had stopped months ago. He knew she wouldn’t do more.

“Hey you two! Dinner!” Mom called from the foot of the stairs. They both jumped.

“Bitch,” Todd grumbled, rolling from beneath her. “She’s going to come upstairs.”

“I’m sorry,” Annie said with a smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eye that said the opposite. After Todd pulled on his shorts, his hard-on made a tent out of the front.

“You better finish what you started.”

“After supper, you can do me if you want.”

“Bitch,” he repeated, heading towards the door. “We’re coming,” he called as he neared the stairs.

Annie followed behind and watched how he hid his condition from Mom. As they reached the dining room table, he quickly slipped into his seat, hiding his hard-on beneath the big oak table. “Oh, Mom said you had to take out the trash, too.”

Todd glared at her. “I’ll do it after supper.”

“You’ll do it right now,” Mom said in the same no-nonsense tone she had used since on them when they were kids.

“Fine,” Todd grumbled, making sure he turned away from Mom as he stood. Mom might have missed the show of his hard-on still straining against his shorts, but Annie didn’t. Once he stepped into the kitchen, he made sure Mom couldn’t see before mooning his sister.

When he returned from his trash run, Todd was back in control of himself. Before walking back into the dining room, he pulled down the front of his shorts and flashed his mostly soft cock at his sister. Annie smiled. He wouldn’t stay soft, not for long, not once she had gotten him started.

Mom had once read an article about the value of eating dinner as a family without the TV and ever since, Todd Altyazılı porno and Annie were expected to be home for dinner. Back in high school, Todd’s basketball practice often meant a late dinner during the winter months. Thankfully, the community college didn’t have a basketball team. Sundays were even more important. You could do lots of things, but you never missed Sunday dinner. “DJ wants to take to me dinner on Valentine’s Day,” Annie announced, letting Mom know she wouldn’t be home for dinner.

The older woman nodded before looking at Todd. “Yeah, I’ll probably do the same thing with Stacey,” he admitted. Mom sighed, but nodded. She hated eating alone.

“After supper, can you help me with my homework?” Annie asked her brother. They both knew that was code for: Let’s go upstairs and fool around. “College math is so much harder than high school math.”

“I guess,” Todd said, playing the role of reluctant big brother so well that Mom actually smiled.

“You’re a good brother,” Mom said, patting his hand.

“You owe me,” he told his sister.

Todd sat in the living room with Mom while Annie did the dishes. Though it was a houseful of adults, they still had chores. Mom always cooked, because that’s what Moms did. Annie always had to do dishes. During the winter months, Todd got away with being the trashman and minor chores, but during the spring and summer, he had to mow the grass.

“You ready?” Annie asked her brother. She stood near the foot of the stairs, behind Mom’s big easy chair. While doing the dishes, she had taken off her bra and shoved it in her pocket. She pulled off her shirt and shook her boobs at him, grinning madly at the wide-eyed look Todd gave her. Mom was a short, tubby woman. Her head didn’t rise above the back of her wing backed chair. Annie pulled off her shorts, too. Naked, she carried her clothes with her as she mounted the stairs.

“Are you going to help your sister or not?” Mom asked Todd.

“I guess,” he said, acting as if it was a pain in the ass. As soon as he moved past Mom, he began grabbing at the front of his shorts as he followed his naked sister to her room. “I can’t believe you,” he whispered.

She giggled as she flopped into the middle of her bed. She was horny as hell and it felt good being naked. Teasing and sucking on her brother before dinner had wound her up. Cupping her bare pussy, she let a finger slip between her puffy lips. “Ready for dessert?”

“Are you?” he asked, pulling off his shorts and fondling his hard cock.

“Me first,” she insisted, rubbing her clit.

“Aw man,” he complained. “That’s not fair.”

“You can finger my butt if you want.”

“Really?” he asked, moving between her legs.

Annie nodded. It had only been a couple months since she had allowed Todd to start touching her butt. Sure, he had tried before, but for a long time that had felt like they were going too far, so she wouldn’t let him do it. Now, it felt really sexy to feel his finger wiggling inside her backside while he licked her pussy.

“Maybe I should start there,” he said, grabbing her behind the knees, pushing her knees towards her chest, and rolling her into a ball.

When he pressed his tongue against her puckered backside, she squealed. “That’s so nasty!”

“You love it,” he said, poking at that tight opening.

“It’s gross.”

“You’re gross,” he said, putting a finger against her butt and gently pressing the tip inside her ass while moving his mouth to her wet pussy.

“Do you do that to Stacey?”

“Stacey loves it.”

“Liar.”

“I’m going to fuck her up the ass for Valentine’s Day.”

“Bullshit,” she said, feeling a surge of excitement, Was it because of his tongue on her clit, his finger in her butt, or because she believed him? She stared down at him and saw the twinkle in his eye. “Are you really going to do that?”

“She said we would.”

“No way,” Annie said, though she believed him. She had more questions but they had to wait a moment while she wrestled with the thrill she felt from his tongue focused on her clit. Damn, Todd was good at going down her. He had learned well.

“She wants it bad,” he said, working his finger deeper inside her ass. “She’s been practicing.”

“What’s that mean?”

“Fingers,” he said, before lashing his tongue in a tight circle around her clit. “Toys,” he added, focusing again on her clit with laser like precision. “Cucumbers.”

“No way,” Annie gasped as she imagined Stacey shoving a cucumber up her ass. Todd’s attention on her clit felt too intense and she gave up trying to talk. Instead, she ran her fingers through his hair, a sign that he shouldn’t stop what he was doing. She was almost there. He kept his tongue on her aching clit and it felt wonderful. But he had a finger up butt, too. Deep, too. Deep and moving in and out as if it was a narrow dick fucking her ass. Biting back a moan, she shivered and came hard.

“Admit it, you like it, too,” he said, pulling Brazzers back and smiling down at her while he kept fucking her ass. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Stop it,” she said, meaning how he teased her, because his finger did feel good.

“Blow me,” he said, laying down next to her and pulling on his hard, excited cock. He snaked a hand beneath her shoulders and pulled her upwards. She moved with him, letting him shove her head towards his hard cock. “Suck it.”

Annie wrapped her lips around her brother’s hard cock and began sucking him. She didn’t mess around. She wanted his cock inside her mouth. Part of her wanted his mouth inside her pussy, too, but she ignored that urge. That was too much. That would be going too far. Instead, she focused her effort on making him orgasm and earning a mouthful of his hot, creamy cum. She swirled her tongue around his swollen cockhead before focusing on the more important parts.

They had started with teasing each other, just messing around and daring each other to flash their naughty bits. That had led to daring each other to get naked. It had felt funny getting naked in front of her brother when they first started doing it. Funny, because it had felt naughty, wrong, and as if it didn’t really matter. They could never be boyfriend and girlfriend. They could never do anything for real, so messing around with Todd had felt innocent, too.

Even when they had started to masturbate in front of each other, it had felt more innocent than dirty or wrong. And, in a weird way, it had felt good, too. She never had to worry about Todd dumping her for someone else. Even if they stopped messing around together, they would still be brother and sister. Todd had to love her because she was family, even if he didn’t like her or was mad at her, he had to still pretend to love her.

He had asked to lick her long before she had offered to suck him. He had said he wanted to practice so he could be better at doing it with his girlfriend. So, she had let him do it and it had felt really good. Even better after she had given him some tips about licking higher between her pussy lips so he was touching her clit more often. Then, he had gotten really good at doing it and he had seemed to like doing it, too.

She had always made him get naked, too, because she liked seeing him naked and hard. One day, he had asked if she would touch him. That hadn’t felt like too much. She still liked touching him. She liked jerking off him and it felt good knowing she was good at doing it, too. Later, it had been her idea to go down on him because she really liked sucking dick. She liked feeling a man getting off in her mouth.

Annie knew she could tell Todd anything. After they had started going down on each other, she had put that to the test. She told him about sucking off a guy from work just because she wanted to suck some dick. Joey hadn’t been dating material, but he sure liked getting his dick sucked in the parking lot and he would let Annie do it anytime she wanted to do it. Todd never judged her, not even when she told him about the time she had sucked off four different guys over two days: Joey, her boyfriend, DJ (who wasn’t yet her boyfriend), and Todd. That had been a good week.

She focused on getting Todd off as quickly as she could. She wanted him to cum. She wanted to taste his spunk on her tongue. She wanted to feel his warm cock throbbing and hear the soft little moans he always made when he got off. She wanted to feel his balls pulled tight against his crotch as they pumped out his salty treat. She wanted to see the relaxed, amazed look that always appeared on Todd’s face after she sucked him off. It took less than five minutes.

“Fuck you’re good at that,” he said, pulling her on top of him and hugging her close. He kissed the top of her head as he held her close. She liked the feel of his still hard cock against her thigh. Sometimes, when they were snuggling like this, she wanted to feel his cock elsewhere, too. Sometimes, she wondered if it would be okay for him to put just the tip inside of her, maybe as deep as that bulge in the middle of his cock so she could feel how big he felt. That would be nice, except she didn’t want to fuck him. Todd was still her brother and they shouldn’t go all the way because that would be wrong.

“Has Stacey really been practicing?”

“She really likes what I just did to you,” he said, caressing Annie’s bare ass. It felt good. Sometimes, snuggling with Todd felt too intimate, almost as if they were boyfriend/girlfriend. “And she told me she wants to try that on Valentine’s Day. That’s supposed to be my present.”

“Have you ever done it before?” she asked. He shook his head. “But you want to?”

“Um, yeah,” he said in that “Are you stupid?” tone siblings can deploy so easily with each other. “I think it’s hot for a girl to want that.”

“I like your finger back there,” she said. “Have you done more than one finger with Stacey?”

He stretched his long arm farther down her back, moved between her ass cheeks and lightly caressed her butt. “Do you let DJ finger you back here?”

“A couple times,” she admitted. “But only when he goes down on me and he doesn’t do that a lot.” It felt funny letting him touch her butt like that. “And just the tip, nothing more.”

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My eyes opened briefly, before slamming closed. It’s way too early, I thought as I buried my head under a pillow. I heard my parents walking around the house as they got ready for work. I wish they’d be a little quieter so early. Squinting, I turned my head to avoid the harsh morning light and to check the time. Ugh, it wasn’t even eight o’clock. I wanted to go right back to sleep but my bladder had other ideas. Tossing on some boxers, I went towards the bathroom. My parents don’t have a problem with nudity, we sometimes swim naked since there are no close neighbors, but I felt a little weird about walking through the house with a piss hard-on. My mom passed me as I went into the bathroom.

“You’re up early.” she said mockingly.

I just grumbled a response. I wasn’t planning on staying awake. I rushed into the bathroom before she noticed my erection. After finishing, I stumbled back to my room and lay on the bed, planning to sleep for another couple of hours.

“He’s up already?” I heard my dad exclaim with a tone of wonder.

“I think he went back to bed.” replied my mom.

“Ah, to be eighteen again.” my father sighed.

I smiled to myself; it wasn’t too bad being eighteen. I was an only child; my parents were doing well financially and wanted to give me everything they could. They felt guilty since we moved in February, just as I started the second semester of my senior year of high-school. My mom had a job offer that she couldn’t pass up, it was what she always wanted to do and paid almost twice as much as she had been making. My dad worked for a large corporation and had no trouble getting transferred to the local office.

Moving sucked, but I had to bite the bullet. I knew mom taking the job and relocating us all was the best thing for our family, in the long run. In exchange for giving up my friends and everything I knew, I was the proud owner of a new car and my parents made sure that our new house had an in-ground pool. I had always wanted a pool and pestered them every summer for as long I can remember to get one.

Unfortunately, having a pool and a new car weren’t as fun as I’d hoped without the friends to share them with. Leaving everything I knew behind was hard, but as I said, it was for the best. Besides I was going to be leaving anyway to go to college, I was just getting a head start. Making new friends wasn’t hard, but came with frustrations. I was really outgoing with new people, but took awhile to build relationships. I hated wasting time with people whose friendships weren’t going to last. It was even worse if it was more of a romantic interest. I knew fairly quickly after meeting a girl if we had a shot at having a relationship. If there wasn’t a spark, I didn’t see the point in dealing with the hassle of a teenage girl I was only going to know for a few months before I left for school. I guess the fact that, technically, I had a girlfriend was also reason for not more actively pursuing the fairer sex. I only say technically because although I tried to point out that we were now on different sides of the country, and like with the rest of our friends we were going to different colleges, my girlfriend wanted to try a long distance relationship. We don’t talk as much as we used to, and we have yet to see each other. It’s not like either of us could afford to fly across the country for a weekend during the school year, and she went to Europe with her best friend for the summer. I have a feeling that by the time she gets back, I’ll be but a memory.

So in my first few months in the new city, I had made a lot of acquaintances, but next to no friends. One person I did spend a lot of time with was Julia. Julia was different than most of the other people I met. She was fun and easy to talk to. She got along great with my parents. And hanging out with her boosted my popularity; as she was very popular herself although she didn’t really have a lot of close friends either. Julia was about 5’5″ athletic, but curvy in all the right places, with straight black hair and amazing blue eyes. My dad said she looked just like my mom did when she was a teenager. It made sense, since Julia was the daughter of my mom’s sister. Having a gorgeous, popular cousin really helps when you’re a shy guy starting at a new school. The guys didn’t give me a hard time like they would most new comers, too many of them wanted to get into Julia’s pants and didn’t want to risk upsetting her favorite cousin.

And Julia’s cheerleader friends, with their pack mentality, made me a kind of pet project, always trying to out do each other to impress me. It was entertaining, but not one of them interested me in more than someone to shamelessly flirt with. I knew I could hook up with one if I wanted, but my damn conscience wouldn’t let me cheat on my near non-existent girlfriend.

So unless I was hanging out with Julia, I spent most of my days relaxing by the pool, going for long bike rides and generally chilling out.

As I lay on my bed, trying to fall back to sleep, my mind drifted. Julia popped into my imagination. As wrong as I knew bursa yabancı escort it was, she was my cousin after all; Julia played a big roll in my fantasy jerk off sessions. She just popped in there when I started fantasizing. It wasn’t my fault, she was damn sexy. The way her tan skin and black hair contrasted with her icy blue eyes gave me a hard-on every time I saw her. And her body was amazing. Our mothers commented fairly often that she had gotten the best of both of them. My mom and aunt looked very similar, some people asked if they were twins, but had a few features that made them stand apart. My mom looked like she had bigger boobs. Not massive or anything, but I guessed a c-cup. My aunt’s were probably more c-cups as well, but the height difference made them look smaller. Mom was short, about 5’2″ while my aunt was closer to 5’7″.

I pulled my shorts back off as I lay in my bed stroking my erection. I was thinking about Julia in her bikini. Maybe I’d see if she wanted to come over for a swim. My mom walked onto the patio naked the last time Julia was over and the poor girl went bright red with embarrassment when she saw my mom nude. Mom explained that when they had guests we used bathing suits, but since Julia was family she’d rather swim naked, if Julia was ok with it. Julia regained her composure and said sure, no problem. Mom told her it was ok if she wanted to swim nude too, but Julia didn’t take her suit off that time. I was tempted to take mine off, but thought it might be prudent to wait until she was comfortable with the whole idea first. Julia asked me about it after. Did I swim naked too with my parents? When I told her yes, her only response was “Huh, cool.” Maybe she’d be up for going nude. I started to imagine what could happen if we went swimming together naked…if I was sitting on the steps of the pool and she swam towards me, my cock rising slowly out of the water, bobbing in front of her as she approached, her mouth just inches from …

“Bye honey!” my mom yelled suddenly, causing me to jump. Hearing my mother bellow from just outside my bedroom door was enough to of an unexpected thought to drive the image of Julia from my head.

“Bye.” I replied, bummed that my fantasy was interrupted.

“Can you cut the lawn today please.” My dad added as his way of saying goodbye.

“Yeah.” I actually enjoyed cutting the lawn, then diving in the pool to cool myself off.

I heard the front door slam and sat up on my bed to look out the front window. My parents kissed each other goodbye, got in their separate cars and went off to their jobs, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I lay back down and tried, unsuccessfully, to get back into my fantasy. It was no use. I couldn’t stick with a scenario; my imagination was jumping around too much. Maybe I’d have some better luck if I had some visual stimulation this morning.

It was the days before the internet and I relied on magazines for my porn. I went to my underwear drawer and pulled out my stash of mags. I flipped through them briefly before deciding none of them were what I was looking for. I was bored of the tame stuff I bought from the corner store; I wanted something a little more hardcore and I knew where to find it.

Still naked, I made my way to my parent’s room and went to the drawer where my dad kept his stash. I wondered if my mom knew about them. I assumed she did, why would he hide that from her? Dad’s magazine collection wasn’t huge, but it did change fairly often. I guess he chucked the old ones as he added new ones. It was my lucky day, he had some new ones. I made a mental note to check the garage later for the trash that would be my treasure. These weren’t like the ones I had. Everything I had was like Playboy and other glamour type mags. The most I got to see was in mine was when Hustler showed a chick spread eagle. Those images always seemed so fake to me, they weren’t a turn-on.

The ones dad had were much more explicit. They looked like the pictures were taken from porno movies and showed everything. You name it; it was in one of his mags. Lesbians eating each others pussys, guys fucking chicks with full penetration, threesomes with two girls and a guy, two guys and a girl, gangbangs, orgies. My favorite thing was the cumshot, especially facials. I loved seeing some smiling chick getting a load, or more than one load, blown across her face. The picture sets were arranged so that you could imagine what it would have been like to see it in real time. The best ones ended with the woman licking up the cum and swallowing the cock to finish the guy, or guys, off.

I took the magazines from the drawer and laid them out on the bed to skim through. I decided on a few, leaving the rest on my parent’s bed. I’d put them away when I was finished. I went back to my room and lay down on my bed. I propped myself up on a few pillows and stroked my cock as I found the pictures I wanted to look at. I laid the mags out on my bed so I could see a few different women at once just by turning my head. The best bursa sınırsız escort I saved to hold up with my left hand. On the left page was a woman, maybe Spanish, holding a cock that was erupting straight towards her mouth. She already had cum dripping from her chin and on her cheeks and you could see some in her mouth, hanging from her tongue. She had already finished the first guy off. The right hand page had the same woman, seconds later. Her face had even more cum on it, but the cock head was now in her closed mouth. She was swallowing the rest of the second guys load.

I closed my eyes as I felt my orgasm approaching, dropping the magazine to my side. Julia’s face appeared in my mind replacing the Spanish woman as my cum covered fantasy. Julia’s face being coated with sperm as she smiled and laughed before taking my cock into her sucking mouth and swallowing my cum. I exploded, cum bursting from my cock, shooting up my stomach. It went everywhere, I heard it hit the wall behind my head and felt a drop land on my cheek. I was covered from head to belly button. It was matted in the small hairs on my stomach and chest, more coming out as I continued to stroke my cock. The rest dripped down the shaft coating my hand and settling in my pubic hair.

I lay there catching my breath for a few seconds before getting up, trying to gather the magazines in my one clean hand. I have got to remember to get a towel or something I thought as I carefully picked up the images.

I walked towards the door to my room when I suddenly heard the front door slam.

“It’s just me,” my mom yelled up the stairs, “I got all the way to work and realized I forgot….”

Oh shit! I stopped paying attention to hear words as I was about to slam the door in case she came upstairs. The magazines! I left them on their bed. I panicked. I ran from my room, still covered in my own cum, to my parents room down the hall. Shit, shit, shit. I could only use one hand, the other had too much cum on it. I had to toss the magazines I was holding onto the bed and open the drawer. Why the hell did I close it? I grabbed the magazines that were closest and tossed them into the drawer.

“Are you up yet?” I heard my mom ask. It sounded like she was right outside the door.

I turned to the magazines that I had been looking at and went to grab them when I heard a gasp. My mom was standing in the doorway, like a deer in the headlights. I’m guessing that’s the look I had on my face too.

Neither of us said a word for a moment.

“I was looking for a towel to have a shower.” I said. It was a lame attempt at a lie, but I hoped she either hadn’t noticed the porn on her bed and the cum on my body or at least would ignore it to avoid any more embarrassment.

She freaked. “A towel? What the hell are you doing? Why are our magazines out? What the hell is that on you? Is that…? Oh my god, were you jerking off in our room?”

I stood motionless. I thought I was going to cry. I couldn’t even look at her. How would I ever look at her again?

“No, I wasn’t…not in here. I just borrowed them. Sorry.” My voice cracked and threatened to break as I feebly tried to explain myself. I felt my eyes water, nearly crying as I tried to look at my mom. As soon as we made eye contact and I saw the look of shock on her face I started to tear up and had to look down again. “Sorry.”

“Oh honey,” she said, her voice much softer now. “I over reacted. You just surprised me. It’s ok.”

“You think I’m a freak.” I said. It’s not that I thought there was anything wrong with masturbating; I just thought there was something wrong with your mom catching you.

She stepped closed and hugged me, pulling my head to shoulder as I sniffled. “You’re not a freak, everyone masturbates.” I felt like such an idiot, not just for getting caught jerking off, but by breaking down like that. I couldn’t help it though, we had such a good relationship I thought I had wrecked it. She let go of me. “Sit down,” she said. I did and looked up at her. She was looking at the magazines on the bed. “I guess we don’t exactly hide them very well, your dad and I know you look at them, and you’re old enough now. It doesn’t make you a freak.”

“I know.” I said.

She continued, “If I’m not home, or even if I’m just not in the mood your dad masturbates with his magazines. I’ve even done it sometimes.”

“You look at them?” I said in surprise. I didn’t really think of a woman liking porn.

“Sometimes, if your dad’s away…he’s always in the mood.” She chuckled a bit at that statement. “Sometimes we look at them together.” She reached down and flipped through some of the pages.

My dick had been hiding away, shrunken right up against me after my mom’s outburst, but started to show signs of life as she talked about looking at porn.

“Really?” I said.

“Yeah. It’s fun from time to time. Just because we’re married doesn’t mean we don’t like to spice things up with fantasies sometimes.” She looked at my face…did she look down at my görükle escort cock? No way, maybe on accident…and continued. “What’s your favorite thing to look at?”

I was a little confused by her question, but it was a lot better than her yelling at me. I guess she was trying to make an awkward situation a little more comfortable.

“I don’t know.” I didn’t know how to answer. It’s hard to tell your own mother that you love seeing blowjobs and facials.

She flipped through the pages, glancing at me as she did. I swear she was glancing at my cock as well as my face. I was slowly getting hard; I couldn’t help it, I was looking at the pages as she flipped.

She opened to a two page spread like the one I was looking at before; a blue eyed blonde with cum on her face, as she licked at the head of a penis like a melting ice cream cone, gathering cum as she did. The second page was the same but with the woman swallowing as she took the head in her mouth. My dick was instantly rock hard and throbbing. I gasped a little when I saw the picture.

“I guess we found what you like.” said mom with a chuckle. I looked up at her and found she was looking at me, specifically at my throbbing cock. “Your dad loves blowjobs too.”

My cock bounced at her statement and I looked at her, glancing at her chest and her tits confined behind her shirt and bra. “Crap, sorry mom.” I said, still looking at her chest.

“What for?” she replied. She glanced down and saw what I had noticed. Her black shirt has white residue on it. My sperm had gotten on her when she hugged me. She laughed.

“Guess I better change.” She said and pulled her shirt off, exposing her tits enclosed in a lacy black bra. She turned towards the closet to look for something else to wear. Pulling out a white shirt she turned back towards me and walked to her chest of drawers. “Can’t wear a white shirt with a black bra.” She stated, tossing the shirt onto the bed. She reached up and unsnapped her bra taking it of casually. Her tits jiggling free, she flipped the bra at me with a laugh. I couldn’t take my eyes from her bouncing breasts, normally I wouldn’t stare, but normally I wasn’t covered in sperm, surrounded by porn with a raging hard-on. She turned and looked in her underwear drawer to find another bra. She stopped her search and looked over her shoulder at me. We made eye contact and she smiled, causing me to turn away nervously. I glanced back at her fairly quickly and she gave me a mischievous grin before turning back to the drawer. “You’ve never found anything in my underwear drawer have you?’ she asked.

“What?” the question caught me by surprise.

“You’ve never looked in here before?” she asked turning around to face me, her tits bouncing as she spun.

Her expression when she turned was one of questioning, but when she saw the confused look, mingled with fear, on my face, her expression changed to one of amusement. “No, never I wouldn’t…” I stammered. She thought I was going through her underwear drawer!

“It’s ok, calm down. I just wanted to know if you’d…” she paused and licked her lips. She smiled and I swear she was looking at my cock as she seemed to make up her mind to continue, “If you’d seen the pictures your father took of me that we keep them in here.” Still staring at my cock she ran her hands up her chest as she spoke. “They’re like the ones you like in the magazine.”

Oh shit. My cock throbbed and pre-cum flowed from the slit as I took in what she said. My dad had pictures of my mom taking a facial and she was telling me where they were. I wanted her to leave so I could see them.

She was still staring at my twitching cock when the pre-cum oozed out. “You really need to get cleaned up.” She said stepping towards me, her mission of finding a bra forgotten. “You’ve still got cum all over you and more is coming, it’s going to get on my bed.” She stood in front of me. Her hands absentmindedly stroked her nipples; I noticed that they were hard. “I used to wash you when you were little.” She said as she knelt in front of me looking me in the eye, “You’re not so little now,” she reached her hands out, one stroked my balls and the other planted on my chest, “but I can still clean you.”

She leaned forward and her tongue snaked out, lapping up the pre-cum from the tip of my penis. She engulfed me, taking the head of my cock in her mouth. Instinctively I thrust upwards. She slurped up and down my cock a few times, her left hand playing with my balls, her right moving to the shaft stroking in time with her mouth.

She raised her head and looked at my cock and up my stomach and chest. “You’re so messy.” Her head dropped down and she sucked my balls into her mouth, still stroking my cock with her hand. As she looked up at me, her blue eyes staring into mine. She worked her mouth up and around the base of my cock, sucking the remains of my sperm from my pubic hair. She ran her tongue across my stomach, kissing and sucking whenever she tasted more spunk, continuing up my chest. She got to my face and licked my cheek where the drop had landed. I was staring at her unable to speak. I could see the small drop of cum on her tongue as she took it in her mouth. She closed her lips and swallowed. She mashed her mouth against mine, her tongue forcing my lips apart as she kissed me. I could taste the slightly salty tang of my own cum as our tongues clashed.

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