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The day started before sunrise. Darlene, my sister-in-law, and I were to take our nephew to the airport in Sacramento. Packing his belongings into the back of my car we moved in silence. It hurt to see him leave, but at the same time, I felt a sexual tension simmering inside Darlene every time our eyes met.When we finally reached our destination and said our goodbyes, I felt drained. Darlene grabbed the keys and I settled into the passenger seat for the drive back north. I thought I’d sleep for a while, but the heat in the car made it impossible as the A/C wasn’t working.Tired, but still incapable of sleep, I became aware of soft, stifled moans coming from the driver’s seat. Trying to still feign sleep I kept my escort bayan head still and opened my eyes so slightly.Darlene had one hand on the wheel and the other under her short skirt. It was then I became aware she hadn’t worn any panties. Her fingers were slowly moving up and down her swollen slit, pausing as they reached the pink button of her clit. Occasionally she’d slip a finger inside and I’d hear her moans deepen.I was trying to hide the fact that I was not asleep, but the bulge in my pants was increasing. Squinting, I saw her glance in my direction. Her eyes sparkled as she saw my arousal. Removing her fingers from her wet slit, she reached over and placed escort bayanlar her hand over my bulging crotch.She slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. As my swollen cock throbbed in her hand I gave up any pretense of sleep and moaned out loud. She slowly stroked my shaft watching the pre-cum ooze to the tip. Using her thumb she spread my juice over the purple crown.I opened my eyes and smiled. Now it was my turn to pleasure her. I laid across the console raising her skirt so I could have unrestricted access to her excited pussy. Looking into her eyes, I slowly inserted one, then two fingers inside her steamy snatch. Stroking her slowly I placed my thumb over bayan escort her clit and gently strummed it.As her breathing increased and her hips started an involuntary thrust I threw caution to the wind. I eased my head under the steering wheel to taste the juices now flowing freely from her pussy. Spreading her lips with my tongue I worked my way up to her swollen clit now free from its moist hood.I wrapped my lips around her clit, inserted two fingers, and bent them up to probe her g-spot. Wreathing and moaning she milked them like a cock. A loud groan came from her mouth as she shuddered through an intense orgasm. Watching her spasm and shake had me so focused that I missed seeing the truck next to us. The driver smiled and gave a thumbs-up before speeding past us.By now the sun was high in the sky and we needed to find a way to cool off. I saw an exit that I knew would take us to the Sacramento River. Pointing to it I encouraged her to exit. Soon we were off the freeway, out of sight, and ready to shed our clothes.

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The Cruise

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It was almost midmorning in south Florida, when Cynthia Carson was able to find her Uncle Ralph’s boat. All the boat owners were more than eager to help the beautiful young woman find her way. She was told it was a comfortable sloop in the fifty-foot range, with all the comforts of home. Her Aunt and Uncle had promised a cruise for her on her eighteenth birthday. Ralph told her Mom they would take her to the Bahamas for a couple of weeks.

Cindy was a stunning young woman, five foot five with light auburn hair and blue eyes. The thin tank top did little to hide her full breasts and upturned nipples. The matching wraparound skirt exposed her thighs as she walked. She wore her hair in a French braid that ended in a blue bow between her shoulder blades. She had recently graduated from High School in Savannah.

It was no family secret that her Aunt and Uncle were devout-nudist, and Cindy knew she may be expected to wear no more than a smile, once they were out to sea. “Oh Cindy, I know Ralph and Ellen are a bit strange, but they’re good people, and they think a lot of you,” said her Mother. So, here she was ready for the adventure.

“Well, we about gave you up for lost, dear” said her Aunt watching her Niece move up the walkway.

“I’m sorry, I got turned around. There are so many boats here,” said Cindy tossing her bags onto the deck.

“My God, she has a face and figure like a Greek Goddess,” thought Ellen, not having seen her in three years.

“Welcome aboard Cindy, we thought you changed your mind about coming,” said Ralph as he observed the movement of her nipples beneath the thin top. “Wow. Now that’s what I call a prime piece of ass,” thought Ralph.

Uncle Ralph showed her where to stow her bag and prepared to get underway. The Lady Finger was no row boat. It was quite plush with a full bath, two bedrooms and a complete galley and living area.

Cindy slipped into her new white bikini and went on deck. The sound of the wind in the sails and the warm sea breeze lulled her to sleep.

“That girl’s done a lot of growing in three years, and now she’s legal. Damn, I’d give my left nut to try her on for size,” thought Ralph as he worked the sails.

“Hey, sleepy head, how about some lunch,” said her Aunt.

“Gosh, I must have been zonked, I didn’t . . . ” Cindy began, and was startled when she noticed that her Aunt was nude.

“Coming, I made meat loaf, it’s getting cold,” her Aunt continued.

Ellen at 34 was ten years younger than Cindy’s Mom. She was a tall natural blond at five feet seven, with breasts that, when not in their “C” cup, could barely hold a pencil. Her tummy was fairly flat above her untrimmed pubic hair, slightly darker than her head. Her legs and ass were still firm and shapely. The Lady Finger was moving quickly now under full sail with her Uncle’s expert handling.

Uncle Ralph was still doing sailor things when she came below. Ellen could see Cindy was a little uncomfortable and told her this was a clothing optional cruise, and she was not to feel pressured to join them. When Uncle Ralph came down the hatchway, Cindy tried to swallow a gasp and look the other way, but the blush gave her away.

Ralph was six feet, lean, muscular, and well tanned, for his 45 years. He was balding but handsome, with a mustache and a small beer gut, but the penis below it was not. It was wrinkled and thick and hung down more than six inches. His relaxed scrotum could be holding golf balls, by the size of them. He was the successful owner of a video studio that made TV commercials in the Miami area. Cindy once overheard her Mom say that he also made X-rated movies there.

The meal was good, she was hungry, and the wine relaxed her. Uncle Ralph asked about her college plans and the general high cost of an education today. She said that she had been accepted at the University of Miami but didn’t know if her Mom could find the money to let her go. Ralph said he would like to provide her tuition, living expenses and allowance, if she would let him.

The girl was elated. “That’s wonderful! How could I ever repay you?” she yelled as she gave him a big hug.

“Don’t be silly, you’re our favorite Niece,” he said laughing. Cindy was their only Niece. “Actually Cindy, I could use someone like you around the studio to help out as a receptionist or make deliveries, if you’re interested,” he offered with a smile.

“Of course I’m interested, I can’t wait to tell Mom,” she replied, very excited.

The afternoon brought more wine and conversation. The wine and the relaxed atmosphere caused her to forget her modesty for a moment. When she lifted her leg to show Ellen her new sandals, the split skirt fell away exposing her thinly-covered crotch. This little move gave Ralph a blue steel hard-on. “I better get busy, the wind is picking up. We should find an anchorage in the Bahamas by night fall,” he said as he held the nautical chart in front of him, to save his modesty.

Chapter two

It was about 4:30 the next morning when Cindy woke up. She could feel the Lady Finger riding escort bayan gaziantep on her anchor as she combed her hair. She’d slept well and felt wonderful, so she decided to fix breakfast for everyone. As she reached for her bikini she thought “when in Rome . . . ” and went to the galley nude.

Ralph came to the galley at five, following the smell of coffee. He was greeted by his beautiful Niece as he had only dreamed of seeing her, her pouting breasts jiggling as she whipped the eggs. She had a flat smooth tummy above her well trimmed pubic curls, much darker than her head. A gorgeous full ass on long shapely legs, it was all more than Ralph could take.

“How do you like your egg’s, Uncle Ralph?” she asked as she started to blush from her Uncle’s enormous hard cock. Blushing himself, he quickly exited to his cabin.

Ellen came out of the cabin a half hour later, glowing but disheveled. When she saw Cindy, she started to laugh.

“Wow! I need to have your beauty around here more often. He really blistered my cunt this morning. He hasn’t cum four times in one session since we were newlyweds,” she whispered, as she wiped her brow with a towel.

“I’m sorry Aunt Ellen, I was just trying to be a nudist,” Cindy, said a little sad.

“Oh, don’t worry, dear. Ralph’s weakness for beautiful breasts did him in this morning. When he saw those big pink nipples, his libido exploded,” Ellen replied, giggling.

“Aunt Ellen, I ah–I couldn’t help but notice how large Uncle Ralph is. How can you–you know . . . withstand it? He’s almost as thick as my wrist!” Cindy remarked, a little embarrassed.

Ellen examined her wrist for a second. “Dear, it is as thick as your wrist, but I’m used to it,” Ellen said, laughing as she buttered toast.

“I don’t think I could get used to anything that size,” said the girl stirring eggs.

“In fairness Cindy, if he had taken me when I was eighteen, with as much zeal as he just did, you would have heard a lot of screaming. I doubt that I would be sitting for days. I wasn’t a virgin when I met your Uncle. I was twenty-two and it was our fourth date when the rascal finally got to me. As I recall, it was in a night club parking lot after a dance, and I swear it hurt worse than losing my virginity. It was late and most of the cars had gone, so none of my friends heard my screams,” Ellen offered, smiling, to her astonished Niece.

“My God Aunt Ellen, why did you stay with him?” the girl asked.

“Because I was in love, and because only one scream in that parking lot was from pain. Ralph has always given me monster orgasms; sometimes it’s all I can do to remain conscious. He’s also a very good man who cares for me.” Ellen told her enthraled Niece as she set the table.

“Wow! I can’t imagine any thing like that. I’ve never had an orgasm, with a penis inside me. It must be fantastic when you’re also in love with him,” Cindy said, pouring orange juice.

“Sweetie, if your Uncle ever got his ten-inch tool in a grabber like yours, he’d never take it out,” Ellen said with a chuckle.

“A grabber like mine, what do you mean?” Cindy asked, cutting an orange.

“Your Mom told me about the enlightening visit you had with her gynecologist, when you were thirteen. I’ve only known one other woman with your rare gift, but she couldn’t control it. I believe your Mom thought you could.” Ellen said with a snicker.

“Shit! Mom promised me she would never tell anyone about that. It’s not a ‘grabber’ or a ‘snapper’, it’s called a milk-maid’s-hand, but it’s more of a disability than a gift, unless you call never reaching an orgasm a rare gift. This rare gift has been nothing but a curse for me. So it’s no surprise that I’ve had sex with only one boy.

“I was a sophomore and he was a gorgeous senior, who signed up to tutor other students in algebra. Mom was away at a seminar, and Grandma was asleep when he came over. After we had been working on my algebra for a while, he started making his move on me. One thing led to another and before I knew it he was inside me. Between my loud protests and his groaning, I don’t know how Grandma slept through it.

“He threatened to ruin my reputation if I didn’t let him have me again, so, against my better judgment, I did. Wow! That was like letting a pile driver between my legs……..blistered me good. You would have thought he was on drugs or something. He moaned, groaned and rolled his eyes, then screamed several times and passed out on top of me, all in less than a minute. My crotch was sore for days. Then the nice gentleman bragged about me to his friends anyway. My girl friends thought I was some kind of freak, and every boy in school wanted to date me.” Cindy exclaimed with a tear in her eye.

“I’m so sorry, dear. I didn’t intend to upset you. I don’t think your Mom felt that telling her sister was really breaking her promise to you, since we were so close. I assure you, I have spoken to no one about it until now.” Ellen assured her.

“Can you really control it?” bayan gaziantep escort Ellen asked softly.

“I think so. I’ve had no–I don’t know. The one guy I was with was a jerk, and too concerned about his own pleasure to think about me. I–I can feel it and make it happen, I think, but when I get–you know, hot or excited, I’m not sure, I think my body takes over then,” she said blushing to her nipples.

“That’s very interesting dear. Well, we better get breakfast to the old lover boy. He’s bound to be famished by now,” Ellen said as she started serving eggs.

“I think I’d better put my bikini on, or you won’t get anything done today,” said the girl with a giggle.

“I was going to suggest that. My twat can’t handle any more attention this morning,” Ellen offered, laughing.

By late afternoon the Lady Finger was well into Bahamian waters, and running at about 12 knots. Cindy couldn’t get over how clear the water was. It looked shallow, but Ralph said it was 50 feet or more. The many little islands looked like jewels on the green water. The wind started to pick up by mid-afternoon, and the boat was running at close to 16 knots.

“Uncle Ralph said we are in for some rough weather tonight.” Cindy said as her Aunt was preparing supper.

“Don’t worry dear, Ralph will pull us into a nice little anchorage near one of the islands,” Ellen replied.

“It’s blowing too hard to get in close to any of the islands. I’ll have to anchor in deep water.” Ralph yelled as he brought the boat into the wind. “I can’t raise anyone on the radio . . . nothing but static. I don’t understand why there were no foul weather warnings earlier in the day. The Coast Guard always puts out bulletins and I haven’t heard a thing,” he said with some concern.

The boat was finally made as secure as possible with everyone helping.

“I think we had better strap ourselves in tonight, this shows no signs of letting up soon,” said Ralph.

It was a long night indeed, but the dawn brought calm seas. Cindy was the first on deck and began shouting for Ralph.

“Uncle Ralph, weren’t we near a group of islands when we stopped last night? There’s nothing but ocean all around us,” she said.

“I guess she snapped loose during the night, no telling where we are. I’ll crank up the LORAN and get our new position,” he said.

Cindy returned to the galley to help her Aunt with breakfast. It was not like Ralph to be late for breakfast, but Ellen had to call him in.

“I have no idea where we are; the LORAN isn’t working. After we eat, I’ll see if I can get our position from the sun,” he said.

Ralph made his calculations and rechecked them to be sure. “I don’t understand how that storm could have moved us hundreds of miles in one night, but I’ve checked and rechecked and can find no errors. We are at least 200 miles east of our last position and well out of the normal shipping lanes. If I’m right, the closest lands are the islands where we were last night,” he shared with much concern on his face.

“Well, let’s trim the sails, Uncle Ralph, and head back to where we came from. It just means my birthday gift will last a little longer than we expected, that’s all,” Cindy said, trying to cheer everyone up.

Ralph smiled as did Ellen, but both knew that the Lady Finger was not provisioned for such a long cruise. Water would be the first thing to go. Ralph and Ellen knew that by tacking into the wind, they would be very lucky to get 5 knots per hour. But to journey two hundred miles at that speed would take days, maybe weeks. The Lady Finger was only provisioned for a week.

Cindy was again the first one on deck. “C’mon Uncle Ralph, show me how to be a sailor, I know I have to go topside to help with the mainsail, will you help me?” she squealed with excitement, not guessing their true situation. Cindy started her climb, with Ralph behind her. The mainmast was almost 2 feet thick at deck level, and needed to be straddled well and close while moving up the eyelets. Ralph looked up and got an excellent view of his Niece’s gorgeous bottom, only inches from his face. Her bikini bottom was loose in the crotch and exposed part of her pussy. They slowly climbed the mast, Ralph becoming very excited by the musky smell of her young cunt. She stopped suddenly to get a better footing, and Ralph, seeing his chance, buried his face in her crotch.

“Uncle Ralph, what are you doing?” she yelped.

“I’m sorry dear, I didn’t know you were going to stop,” He lied. That sudden impact was all it took, he now had her sweet smell on his face, and he wanted to return and get his tongue under that bikini bottom.

They were more than half way up when the side tie, holding her bikini bottom, came undone, exposing her beautiful cunt. Ralph could take no more. He grabbed the eyelet below her thighs, pulled himself up and dipped his tongue into her honey, and kept it there. “OH, MY GOD! What . . . what are you . . . OOOOHHHHHHHHAAAAHH. EE! Uncle. OOHH. Ralph. I’m going gaziantep bayan escort to fall. IIIIIIIIEEEEEOOOO!”.

“Ralph! What are you doing to that girl? She sounds like you’re killing her!” screamed Ellen, as she looked up the mast and saw what was happening.

“Ralph, what’re you doing! She’s your Niece; you dirty old man (laughter). I don’t think you should be doing that, she really could fall,” Ellen said, concerned. Ralph stopped for a moment and asked Cindy if she was all right.

“Uh huh, I’m OK, I guess . . . why did youEEEOOOOEEEEEEE.!” She squealed as he returned his probing tongue to her young womanhood. Cindy was both embarrassed and swimming in ecstasy. She offered no more complaints. They didn’t come from her heart anyway. In truth, she never wanted him to stop.

But, stop he did, not because he was ready, but because his strength was waning, and he feared they both might fall in their weakened condition. Cindy fell silent as he removed his gifted tongue. Then she started to cry because she was ashamed of how her body responded.

The mainsail finally got hoisted, thanks to Ellen. “I. I don’t know what came over me, I guess it was a combination of the stress of our situation and having her cunt in my face going up that mast,” Ralph confessed.

“Well, from where I was standing it looked like Cindy was cuming all over you (Giggle). Listen, I’ve been married to you for 15 years and you’ve never wandered, except in my presence, so don’t worry about it. However, we are going to have to talk to Cindy.”

The girl grabbed a robe and ran to her cabin as soon as she came down, ignoring her Aunt and Uncle. Ellen continued. “I don’t think she is going to be able to sort out her feelings by herself, and I don’t think her dirty old Uncle should be the first to pay his respects.”

Ellen went to Cindy’s cabin while Ralph trimmed the sails and got underway. After several knocks she was admitted, and the two women sat while Cindy cried and begged for her forgiveness.

“Listen to me dear; there is nothing to forgive. Your Uncle was overcome by your . . . female charms, which are extraordinary. Trust me when I tell you that he’s as upset about this as you . . . He feels it’s his fault,” Ellen explained.

“But Aunt Ellen, you don’t understand, I didn’t want him to stop. I swear, I would have made love to him on that pole if I could.” Cindy confessed.

“Well, Miss Carson, you can’t be surprised to know your Uncle would have loved that.” (Laughter)

“Oh yeah, I wouldn’t have any secrets after that, would I?” giggled Cindy.

“There wouldn’t be a seat on this boat soft enough for you either,” said Ellen while they both giggled.

“Aunt Ellen, what do you want me to do if Uncle Ralph, well . . . wants to . . . how should I say . . . continue our relationship?”

“Well honey, I can’t tell you that, but he’s had a taste of your honey, and if I know him, he’s not gonna rest until he beds you. Once he gets a sample of your little milker, the rest of your time on this cruise is going to be spent looking at the ceiling over his shoulder.” Ellen whispered, slowly, without a smile.

“Wouldn’t you stop him or be angry with him if you caught him . . . you know, fooling around with me?” asked Cindy.

“No dear, the mainmast incident opened that door,” said Ellen.

“Ralph and I have always had an understanding. If we’re going to mess around, the other party must know about it. I would suggest that you help me get him aroused before bedtime each evening. That way I can keep the wolf from your door, and enjoy him myself . . . deal?” she asked.

“Are you kidding? What do you want me to do?”

“Well . . . I want you to get back into some clothes. For starters, I want you to wear a blouse (lose the bra) and a pleated skirt if you have one, no longer than knee length, with a full, not straight slip (the more lace the better) with light sandals . . . oh yes, lose the panties too,” she instructed.

“I have most of that with me. Then what do I do?”

“After supper tonight you will ask me to paint your toenails. I want you to lounge on the sofa, sort of half reclining, and I will paint your nails.” “I don’t understand. How will that arouse Uncle Ralph?”

“Ralph always sits at the breakfast nook after supper to watch a video. He will have to look toward you to see the TV. When I paint your nails, I’m going to innocently spread your legs, while you allow your skirt to ride up. If you’re positioned properly on the sofa, he should see most of your ample beaver surrounded by a lace slip,” Ellen instructed.

“In light of today’s incident, he will probably try to get you to look at his cock by changing his position. Cindy, if you get eye contact with him or look at his big salami, I won’t be able to save your ass. Do you understand?”

“Yeah, I guess so, but I’m nervous as all get out,” she said.

“That’s good. You should be fine. If all goes well, you’ll get a restful sleep, and I’ll have a sore, well-fucked cunt by morning,” Ellen said as the women parted.

Chapter 3

The day went well. Ralph apologized to Cindy several times. She told him that Ellen had explained it to her and that it was forgotten (a lie). Ralph asked about Cindy’s clothes. Ellen said, everything considered, I thought it best. He didn’t argue. In the afternoon Cindy climbed the mainmast, in jeans this time, to just look around. Soon, she started yelling.

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I picked up my sister Sally from a party in our old neighbourhood. The morning sun was already rising ready to roast us once more in this mid-summer heatwave.

Sis came out to the car wearing a long crepe white summer dress, which was quite transparent letting me see that she had at least kept her underwear on for once.

“Good Party?” I asked.

“Not bad, a bit disappointing, I was hoping Paul King was going to be there.”

Paul King, that was a blast from the past.

“I thought as he was still living in this estate he’d be at the party,” added Sis.

“So that’s why you’ve got all your goods on display,” I laughed.

“Hey!” She rebuked as she struggled to cover her ample tits, cleavage and panties shining through her dress in the harsh morning light.

“I always thought you two would get together, he was always banging on about you at college.”

“Really?” She cried incredulously, “You’re kidding, why didn’t you tell me?”

“You were surrounded by suitors at the time, why should I tell you about one more?”

“They were only after my tits and ass, Paul was different, he was a real gent.” Sis mused for a while before asking, “Did he really fancy me?”

“He certainly did, he was always going on about you, he even carved his desire up in the Love tree.”

The love tree stood in a little wood just opposite Paul’s house. It was very easy to climb high up and many lovelorn teens climbed high into the tree and carved their hearts desire into the bark. There were many hearts with arrows through them with, “Sue and Mark” or, “Jane 4 Peter” all over the tree.

“Do you know where he carved it on the tree?” Sally asked.

“I think so.”

“Let’s go and see it,” Sally excitedly gushed swept up in the romance times gone by.

“That was years ago, the bark would have grown over by now and anyway how are you going to climb the tree in that dress?”

“I’ve some trainers in the back and I’ll tuck my dress into my panties.”

“You will, will you,” I smirked, “okay then.”

We were soon climbing the tree with Sis insisting I went up first so I couldn’t study her undies. “I know what a perv you are,” she declared. I didn’t mind because if she slipped I would be below her to catch and stop her fall.

We got high up in the tree, passing many old and some new declarations of unrequited love. Eventually, we found Pauls carving healing in the bark. ‘Paul loves Sally’ it simply said with three kisses etched underneath.

“That’s so romantic,” gushed Sally, “God, if only I knew.”

I took a picture with my phone for her and started to make our way down. Sis again insisted she went first against my will.

“You could fall and this time I won’t be able to catch you,”

“No, I’m going first,” and off she went. I was worried as I had climbed this tree hundreds of times as a teen and knew every step to take. Sis, on the other hand, didn’t. She was doing well until the last ten feet when she slipped and fell.

I breathed a sigh of relief as her dress had snagged in enough branches and twigs to break her fall and leave her tangling just three feet from the ground. I raced down and jumped to the floor and turned to see Sis dangling helplessly with her dress pulled up clear of her white cotton panties.

“Are you okay?” I asked with genuine concern.

“Yeah! Just a few scratches and wounded pride.”

I looked on and began to laugh as I could see her camel toe firmly etched against the cotton of her white panties.

“Stop gawping and get me down!” She hollered as she kicked her feet and swayed slightly above the ground. She was completely helpless and I saw an Ideal opportunity to study her panties.

“Nice panties,” I teased as I stood head high to her white panties sexily stretched tight over her pussy.

“Don’t look you pervert!” She scolded angrily, “Just hurry up and get me down.”

I laughed as she wriggled her exposed hips and kicked her legs.

“Do you remember?” I said deliberately leaving the question open.

“Never mind that, just get me down you bastard and stop looking at my undies!” escort sitesi She demanded.

“Hey! I don’t think you’re in any position to talk to me like that, apologise at once.”

“Just get me down!” She shouted.

“You apologise or I’ll just leave you hanging there until the first person comes along to free you.”

“Stop fucking around and get me down,” she yelled angrily.

“Okay I’m off,” I said and turned to go.

“Sure you are!”

I called her bluff and walked away, “good luck,” I wished as I waved without looking at her.

“Come back, come back you bastard!”

I carried on walking and got out of sight so she couldn’t see me and yet I could see her for safety. I watched her through the foliage as she kicked her legs, her camel toe clearly on view even from this distance.

“Sorry, sorry, come back,” she cried. I gave it thirty seconds to make her grovel and then nonchalantly come back smirking all over my face.

“What was that?” I asked.

“I’m sorry, will you please let me down?”

I sat down on a nearby log and looked straight up between her legs.

“Will you stop staring at my panties?” She reprimanded.

“No, I’ll look at them as much as I want, I think they’re rather sexy!”

“You bastard,” she blurted.

“That may be so but what are you going to do if I leave you?” Sis fell silent as she ruminated what could happen.

“Just think a sex staved male could be out for a walk or girl for that matter.”

Sis groaned, “What do you want?”

“Do you remember a few years back when you and your friends pinned me to the floor and took my trousers and pants down?”

“Oh come on we were just playing and wanted to see if the rumours about your big cock were true, we were just playing.”

“You saw how big I was but you didn’t need to squeeze my balls or pull my foreskin back.”

“We were just playing!” She argued as I stood my eyes at the same level as her panties. I got right in close and made sure she could feel my breath on her pussy. Sis groaned and sighed as she wriggled in embarrassment wafting the smell of her moistening sex.

Eventually, her panties came to a halt before my eyes.

“Oh stop staring, please!” Sis begged, “let me down.”

“Why should I?” I asked taking in a huge intake off breath from her pantie area, “You didn’t stop when I asked you to.”

I grinned to myself out of view under my sister’s uplifted dress and teased her with a gentle caress along her inner thighs. She instantly jumped into life.

“What are you doing you pervert?” She hissed swinging way in an impossible attempt to wriggle free.

“Just having a feel before I pull your panties down.”

“What! No, don’t please, what can I do for you?” She pleaded.

“What can you do for me?” I reiterated as I stood back and looked at her flushed face, “Let me think?”

I stood pretending to mull over all sorts of sexy scenarios, sniggering at non-existent schemes just to make sister blush.

“You bastard you would have me do something for you.”

“Why not, you made me cum?” I accused pretending I was reliving a horrific memory. In truth, I had enjoyed every second especially as her friend Kim was part of her team who had pinned me down.

I had a crush on her for years and just knowing she was rolling my balls and tickling my ass was the main reason I cum. It was Sis who was doing all the wrist work, true, but I was old enough then to withstand a bully wank, especially from Sis.

“You enjoyed it!” Sis desperately blurted.

“Yes I did and I think you’ll enjoy this too!”

“No! Please!”

I stepped up to her panties again as she tried to swing free and kick her legs at me. I easily stopped that. I put my arms between her flailing legs and pushed them open. I brought my hand up and gently brushed the gusset of her panties.

“Why Sis, you’re soaking wet, you shameless hussy you!”

“Oh!” She helplessly murmured as I continued to stroke her panties from the gusset up the front and onto her belly.

“My god you’re gaziantep escort sitesi so wet, I must have a taste.”

“No!”

I stiffened my tongue and pointed it out and pushed sisters panties onto her camel toe. I moved up and down it and she couldn’t help give way the pleasure she was getting. She sighed involuntarily as her body stiffened.

“Hmm you taste delicious, even just a little moisture through your panties, I can’t wait until I have your panties down and get stuck right into your honey pot!”

“Oh god!” She lamented in resignation as I stood back and looked at her face. Her eyes were closed unable to take the embarrassment.

“Its time for your panties to come down,” I declared laughing.

“Don’t!” Was all she could say.

“Why not? If you open your eyes, look me in the face and give a good reason why not, I’ll let you keep your panties on,” I taunted.

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

Sis met my eyes, her pupils were big and beaming from her red flushed face. “Please don’t because I’ll die,” she pleaded.

I looked up at her begging eyes and took my time. “Well, I’ve heard your appeal and I’ve decided to let you down.”

“Oh! thank you,” she sighed in relief, “thank you, I won’t forget this.”

“Sorry, I’ve changed my mind, your panties are coming down!”

“No! Don’t,” she yelled.

My hands caressed her outer thighs up over her panties until I hooked both thumbs over her waistband.

“Ready?”

“No don’t do it, please!”

“Beg!”

“What?”

I made a bogus start on lowering her panties.

“Don’t, please! I’m begging, I’m begging, please don’t.”

“That’s really good begging, I must admit but sorry, I want your panties down!” And with that, I stripped her panties down to her knees.

“You bastard!” She cried.

“Oh, Sis, nice bush! What a sexy trimmed pussy you have!” I commended stroking her lightly haired sex.

“You fucking bastard you wait!” She threatened and started to twist again but unable to kick her legs as much as her panties were binding her knees.

“You need to keep the noise down or someone may come along,” I sniggered as I took my phone from my pocket filming her struggling.

“Let’s take a look at your ass.” I chuckled.

“Oh no!”

I went around the back and studied her peachy plum ass. “Nice ass!” I complimented, “I especially like the white bits,” I laughed.

Sis was an avid sunbather and I was a bit surprised she hadn’t tanned her bottom for some reason. She was always sunbathing topless in her back garden and if I ever dropped in to see her on spec I’d always get a good look at her large breasts along with the rest of the houses in the street, ogling her from the safety of their bedrooms.

“Has it ever been spanked?” I asked as I glared at her aspirin white bottom, which practically begged to be reddened. Sis kept quiet and so I took my opportunity and spanked it hard! Sis cried out aloud as the crack of my hand snaped across her firm ass.

“Answer me when I ask you something. Has your ass ever been spanked?”

“No!” She yelled defiantly! She deserved a spank just for the arrogant way she answered. I spanked her again this time hard enough to make her sway.

“Stop hitting me,” she protested.

“Well answer then, have you ever had this splendid white ass spanked?

“Yes, okay, yes it’s been spanked regularly!”

“Oh, kinky Sis!” I taunted, “I bet it glows like a hot ember. Does it?”

“How the hell do I know? My ass is behind me…” Her words trailed off as she knew what she would be in for. I gave her a hearty six of the best. The spanks made her swing and made sure I spanked her when her ass was on the return journey for added impact. My how she hollered!

I viewed my handy work as her bum glowed bright red with my palm prints all over it. “Now has it been rimmed?” I asked as I spread her ass cheeks and examined her starfish.

“Oh please get me down, I’ll tell you everything,” Sis offered.

‘No, I’ll never have a chance to have your gaziantep escort bayan sitesi ass like this again.”

I faced her pussy and slowly inserted my middle finger into her moist haven.

“No don’t please take it out,” she pleaded.

“What?” I asked as I slowly plunged my finger into the depths of her cunt.

“Take it out!” She wailed.

I slowly started to withdraw and then stopped,” My god Sis you are soaking, are you sure you want me to evacuate?”

“Yes, get it out!” She cried.

Just then I felt her fanny flood upon my finger. “My word Sis your pussy is telling me differently!” Once more I pushed upwards into her soft warm moist pussy.

I gently rubbed her clit with my thumb and then slowly started to withdraw. I introduced a second finger and slowly pushed on up again, rubbing her clit all the way. She let out a long breathy sigh of exhalation.

“Oh, naughty Sis!” I teased and slowly accelerated my two-finger fucking. Again her pussy flooded with juice and she groaned loudly in pleasure. Her body relaxed as she surrendered to being skewered on my fingers and thumb and her noises of resentment became excitingly orgasmic.

I spat on my other hand and then I let it rove in behind her. I spread her ass cheeks and then slowly circled her buttonhole with the tip of my index finger. Sis couldn’t help but react, her knees involuntarily came together in a wave of pleasure and she writhed in her swinging prison!

I pushed and I felt her buttonhole give away as my finger probed into her ass. She cried out in ecstasy her legs visibly trembling. I introduced a third finger as by now she was dripping with pleasure and was so wet and gaping she could easily accommodate it.

“You are such a naughty girl,” I taunted.

Sis groaned on and then rasped, “Please, finish me off.”

“What, was that?” I asked as I pushed my fingers knuckle deep into her and stopped.

“Please, please finish me off!” She cried louder.

I played a deaf ear and kept my fingers buried in her feeling her gush around them. Sis rocked her head in a silent protest trying to swing on my invading fingers to try and bring herself off. Eventually, she gasped and panted in frustrated exhaustion.

“Have we finished?” I asked and then smiled teasingly.

She could only groan.

Once more I started my slow finger fucking and she wriggled a squirmed on my erotic invasion.

“Mercy, mercy, mercy!” She cried.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked almost withdrawing my fingers.

“No! No! No!” She raged.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Please!” She pleaded.

“I don’t know if I should?”

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please, I’m begging you!”

“You’re what?” I softly teased with a huge smile.

“Begging! I’m begging, I’m begging!” She quickly reeled off.

“Where do you want my fingers?” I cruelly asked.

“In me! Deep in me!” She gasped.

“Deep in where?” I sadistically asked as I brought my fingers down almost out of her, teasing her lips with my fingertips.

“Deep in me!”

“Yes?”

“Deep in my cunt, deep in my cunt!” She cried.

“Off we go then!” And I pushed hard and fast into her, finger fucking her ass at the same time. My fingers soppily plunged in and out, pushing her into heavenly erotic torture. She rocked on my fingers gasping, her legs juddering like crazy as if she were about to cum.

I had her screwed and skewered for over fifteen minutes and her knees trembled and her head rocked out of control. Her eyes closed, her body quivering on my hand. I smiled at her excitement. I then dealt the final blow. I went onto her pussy with my tongue and she instantly screamed out her orgasm, her body stiffening in time to the waves of pleasure coursing through her.

Sis sighed with delight, her face smooth and tranquil from the soothing effect of her orgasm. I looked at her in triumph and saw her face flush with fear.

“Get me down quick!”

I looked in her direction and there about ten feet away was a man with his trousers down masturbating. I quickly unhooked Sis from her sling and stood with a protecting arm around her.

The man flexed away, his hand a blur on his cock and he soon croaked and shot his seed onto the ground. We watched as his dying spurts dribbled onto the ground. He looked up embarrassed and pushed his turgid spent cock back into his trousers.

“Hello Sally,” he shyly greeted.

“Paul?”

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The next few days were comparatively uneventful. I didn’t see my sister, and only spoke with her briefly. Each time we spoke, there was no mention of our new relationship. That made it even more exciting.

I was afraid that I would be overcome with guilt. After all, I had spent the better part of a day having wild sex with a hot, young woman. Aside from the notion of my ‘list’, I had not considered myself a cheater.

Oddly, I still didn’t. Having sex with my sister didn’t seem like cheating to me. It was, I know, but I didn’t feel guilty at all. I was still in love with Lana, and would be a good husband. Well, as good as a husband can be when he’s having an incredible sexual relationship with his sister.

I found myself fairly occupied for the first half of the next week. I was a freelance consultant, so at times there would be no work, and at others there would be too much. I was working 11 and 12 hour days, luckily not worried about Lana, who would be at her mother’s being looked after.

Even being so busy, I found my mind constantly looking forward to Friday. I was trying to imagine what Lisa had in store for me. There were several things I was hoping for. First was the video; she had promised to show me a video of her friend Alyssa fucking herself with a dildo, apparently pretending it was me. Next was her ass; she said I could fuck her ass, but didn’t say when. Last, I wanted to bury myself in her sweet pussy and fill her with my cum. Again, she said I could, but didn’t say when. I was sure, though, that Friday would be mind-blowing.

It was Wednesday evening, a little before 7pm, when there was a knock on my office door. My assistant had gone home an hour ago, so I got up from my desk, walked to the outer office and opened the door.

To my absolute surprise, there stood Lisa. She was wearing a pair of very tight, very low cut jeans, and a t-shirt that seemed about 6 sizes too small for her. She smiled, handed me a heavy bag full of Chinese food, and walked past me into my office. I watched her ass sway as she walked, and felt myself growing hard.

She sat down in one of the leather chairs across from my desk.

“Lana told me you were working late,” she said. “She suggested I bring you some take out, because otherwise you wouldn’t eat.”

“That’s probably true,” I said. I rarely ate properly when I was working. I set the bag of food on my desk and sat in my chair, facing Lisa. She was smiling devishly.

“Is food the only thing you brought?” I asked. She laughed.

“Nope,” she said. She just sat there, her legs crossed, staring at me.

“Well?” I said.

“Well, what?” she answered.

“What else did you bring?”

“I think you can figure that out,” she said. I was hoping I would, and quickly. I wanted to tell her to stand up and take off her pants, but was feeling nervous. Then I remembered our last conversation, and decided to give it a shot.

“Stand up,” I said. She did, her smile growing. I was playing her game and she loved it.

“Turn around,” I told her. She slowly turned.

“Take off your pants,” I said. She unbuttoned her jeans, then hooked a thumb above each hip and very slowly slid them over her firm ass. They dropped soundlessly to the floor. I was reminded of the first night we fucked, of her silhouette against the nighttime city lights. I felt like I was going to burst out of my pants.

“Kneel on the chair,” I said, getting up. As she climbed onto the chair, I walked around the desk, my pants already unbuttoned and falling to the floor. Lisa was now kneeling on the chair, her perfect ass facing me. I came up behind her, and with one arm around her waist, pusher her forward until she was leaning over the back of the chair. My cock was conveniently nestled between her ass cheeks. I reached down and guided it to her already dripping entrance. With one thrust, I was inside her.

I didn’t start slow, instead fucking her with deep, hard strokes. She grunted each time I pushed into her. I had my hands on her hips, pulling her hard against me with every thrust.

It had been days since I last came, but I found myself with amazing staying power. I kept pounding my sister’s pussy, and she was getting more and more vocal with each deep stroke. She started to whimper.

“God, I love fucking you,” I said. This caused her to cry out.

“Tell me you love it,” I said.

“I love it,” she said quietly.

“What do you love?” I asked.

“I love you fucking me,” she said. “I love your big thick cock inside me. I love being yours, I love when you take me. I want you to fuck me forever.” Each word was separated by a sharp gasp.

“Tell me you want me to cum inside you,” I said.

“Oh, fuck, I want you to cum inside me,” she said. “But not yet. Not yet, my love. Soon, though, I promise. Oh god, David, I’m going to cum.”

I increased the pace of my thrusts, fucking her with abandon. Her impending orgasm triggered my own. I held back, continuing my pace as she came violently. My hands on her hips were the only escort reklamları thing keeping me inside her. As her thrashing died down, I felt myself pass the point of no return.

“I’m going to cum,” I said. I pulled out of her pussy and quickly moved to the front of the chair. I pushed my cock into her waiting mouth. She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me completely into her mouth. I came hard, spewing my cum deep into her throat. She managed to swallow almost all of it, with a little stream of cum trickling from one corner of her mouth.

“Jesus, David,” she said. “When was the last time you came? There must’ve been two gallons.” She wiped her mouth with her finger then licked it.

“I’ve had my dinner,” she said, smiling. “Why don’t you have yours?” I thought she was suggesting I return the favour, but she meant the Chinese food. She stood, not bothering to put her pants back on, and leaned over my desk. As she arranged and opened the containers, I was treated to a view of her ass and ravaged pussy. My cock had only managed to get to half-erect, and now the view in front of me was making it come back to life.

I walked behind Lisa and knelt down, putting her ass right in front of my face. She stopped, standing motionless, as I spread her asscheeks, exposing her pink asshole. Again, I was powerless to stop, and my tongue found her little hole. She whimpered and opened her legs.

As I tongued her ass, I reached one hand around started to finger her clit. Within about 10 seconds, her legs started to buckle and she came, hard.

“Fuck me,” she gasped. “How the fuck do you make me cum so quickly?”

“I don’t know, but I love it,” I said. I stood, my now hard penis poking against her ass. Once again, I spread her cheeks. This time, I used my hand to rub my cockhead against her puckered little hole. She gasped but didn’t stop me.

I pushed slowly, and watched in amazement as my head slipped inside her ass. This seemed to bring her back to reality, and she quickly pulled away and turned around.

“You naughty boy,” she said. “Trying to break the rules. Just for that you don’t get to cum again.” I felt crushed. I was literally inches away from being buried in my sisters’s ass. My cock was about to burst, and now she wasn’t going to help me cum. I decided to see how dominant she wanted me to be.

I stepped forward, and lifted her ass onto the desk. I wedged myself between her legs. She made a show of trying to stop me, but not a serious one.

“I’m going to cum again,” I said. “And so are you.” She was grinning at me wildly as I guided myself into her. I slid into her smoothly. She closed her eyes and leaned back.

I looked down and watched as I fucked her. Her flat, tanned stomach led down to her hairless pussy. I watched as my shaft split her swollen, glistening lips, plunging in and out. Her clit was poking out of its fleshy cap, seeming to throb with every one of my thrusts.

“Jesus,” she groaned. “I’m going to cum again.” She sat forward enough to reach one hand down between her legs. I watched as she began to rub her clit.

“Oh god,” she said. “Oh yes, don’t stop, don’t stop.” She started to convulse, and I could feel her vaginal muscles spasm on my shaft. I continued fucking her deeply, and she kept cumming.

“Fuck me,” she said, finally. “I think I just came three times in a row.” She was gasping to catch her breath. “That’s another first.” Watching this spectacle had brought me to the very edge of orgasm.

“I’m going to cum soon,” I said. As I said this, Lisa pushed me back enough so I popped out of her. She grabbed my slick cock and jerked me quickly, and within seconds I was shooting a huge load all over her tits, stomach and pussy.

“Holy fuck, David,” she laughed. “Where is all this cum coming from?” I was more amazed than her.

“I don’t know,” I said. “I haven’t cum like this is years.” I leaned forward and kissed her deeply.

“So I guess fucking your little sister makes you cum buckets?” she asked, laughing.

“Hearing you talk like that is making me hard again,” I said. My cock was starting to throb in her hand.

“No, no, no,” she said, letting me go. “No more tonight. You need to save yourself for Friday, mister.” She found her pants and slipped them on.

“Let’s eat,” she said, suddenly all business. I walked to the chair behind my desk, still naked from the waist down, my erection sticking straight out in front of me. Lisa watched me and giggled.

“Seriously, David,” she said. “That’s it for tonight, but trust me, Friday will be worth the wait. And you have to wait.”

I sat down and looked at her.

“What do you mean, I have to wait?” I asked.

“You can’t cum again until Friday, and even then not until I tell you to,” she said. I was already feeling like waiting 5 minutes might be a challenge. She sensed my doubt.

“But here’s the good news,” she said, leaning across the desk. “When I let you finally cum on Friday, you get to gaziantep escort reklamları cum in my pussy.” My jaw almost clunked against the desk.

“So, big brother, can you wait that long?” she asked, leaning a little more.

“I can,” I said, leaning in and kissing her. We kissed slowly for a minute, then pulled back.

“Then let’s eat,” she said.

The rest of the week passed at an agonizingly slow pace. Friday evening finally came, and I dressed to go out for dinner with my wife.

We had plans to have dinner at a restaurant that was about 5 minutes away from Lisa and Todd’s house. As we pulled away from the house, Lana let me know that we’d be stopping in to see Lisa and Todd on the way to dinner.

“Lisa couldn’t come to dinner,” Lana said. “But she wanted to see you on your birthday, so I told her we’d stop by for a drink.”

“Sounds good,” I said. I was still trying to figure out a way to stay overnight at Lisa’s without raising suspicion.

We made small talk during the drive, and before long we were pulling into Lisa’s driveway. To her credit, there was nothing to give the party away. Only Lisa’s car stood in the driveway, and there were only a couple lights on inside.

We parked and walked to the front door. Lana rang the doorbell, and after a few seconds, Lisa opened it. I almost gasped at the sight.

She was wearing tight black yoga pants, a white halter top and a light cotton sweater, unzipped. Her tight, tanned stomach was visible, and though I tried not to stare, I could swear her pussy lips were visible under the pants.

“Hey guys,” she said, kissing Lana on the cheek. “Hey bro, happy birthday.” She gave me a hug that was completely appropriate.

“I just finished working out,” she said. “Come on in, make yourselves comfortable in the den.” She led us towards the darkened den, and I found myself staring at the way her pants hugged her perfectly round asscheeks.

As we entered the den, the lights went up, and the gathered crowd yelled ‘Surprise’, and I pretended to be. I was handed a glass of champagne, and after professing my complete surprise to my wife and sister I started saying hello to everyone else.

As I walked through the crowd, thanking everyone, and found myself suddenly in front of Alyssa. She hugged me and whispered “Happy Birthday” in my ear. I felt her body against mine, her hips against my thighs, her breasts against my chest.

“Thanks,” I said. “it’s nice to see you.” She let go and bounced away. I watched her go.

As the night went, people got drunker and drunker, and the crown thinned more and more. I was pretty sober, because Lisa was bring me vodka sodas that were either all soda or incredibly weak.

“I want you to be completely functional later,” she managed to whisper in my ear. “But it wouldn’t hurt if people thought you were hammered.”

I started to slur a little bit, and stumbled here and there when appropriate. A little before midnight, Lana came up to me.

“David, I’m going to go,” she said. “I’m beat. Are you going to come with me?” Just then Lisa came up beside me.

“Hey, Lana,” she said. “We were just about to start a game of beer-amid.” She was slurring a little bit. “Can the birthday boy stay a little longer?” She threw her arm over my shoulder.

“Sure,” Lana said. “But he’s taking a cab home.”

“No problem,” I said. “I’ll walk you to the car.”

“That’s okay, Romeo,” she said, laughing. “Have a fun birthday, and I’ll see you when you get home.” I kissed her and she was gone.

By about 1am, the crowd had thinned to almost nobody, and Lisa started pushing the rest of the guests out the door. I was hoping that Alyssa would still be around, but I hadn’t seen her in more than an hour.

Lisa said goodbye to the last couple, watched as they drove away, then ran and jumped on my lap. She kissed me passionately.

“Happy birthday, stud,” she said. “Are you ready for your present?”

“I sure am,” I said.

“I doubt that,” she said, leading me by the hand.

She took me to her bedroom and pushed me down on the king-sized bed. She stood at my feet, and slowly peeled off her clothes. I was once again awestruck by the absolute perfection of her body.

“Before we start,” she said, moving to undo my pants. “There are some rules, ones you can’t break.” She tugged my pants down, freeing my already hard cock.

“Tonight, big bro, you get to cum inside my pussy,” she said, lowering her mouth to my groin. Her hot breath on my balls was enough to drive me crazy.

“Do you remember how I told you that I had very specific fantasies to live out?” she asked.

“Yes, I do,” I answered. I jumped as her tongue flicked my scrotum.

“Good, because it’s very important that this happens the way I’ve planned. You get to cum inside me, but not until I say. That’s critical. Do you understand?” She took my balls entirely into her mouth.

“God,” I gasped. “Fuck, yes, I understand.”

“If gaziantep escort bayan reklamları at any time you feel like you might cum, you need to tell me,” she said after releasing me. “This really is very important. If you cum too soon, it will ruin my fantasy.”

“As long as there’s no pressure,” I said. She smiled.

“There is a bit of pressure,” she said. “But I want this to happen a certain way. So promise me, if you think you might be close to cumming, tell me. Please, baby, this is going to be amazing, but you have to help me make it amazing.”

I was truly intrigued. As much as I wanted to cum inside her, I was thinking that she had a little more than just that planned.

“I’ll do whatever you tell me,” I said.

“Good,” she said, straddling me. She grabbed me and in one swift motion I was inside her. She lowered herself onto me until I was completely inside her.

“Is that good, big brother,” she cooed. “Do you like to think about shooting your cum into your little sister’s tight pussy?” I groaned.

“Well, you will, but there are still some surprises for your birthday. Here’s the first,” she said, producing a piece of black fabric. She leaned forward and placed it over my eyes. She lifted my head and tied the blindfold behind my head. I couldn’t see anything.

I felt her shift her weight back and the start to lift herself off my cock. She slowly raised herself up, then lowered herself back down. The feeling was exquisite.

As Lisa kept up her rhythm, I felt another weight shift the mattress. I had the feeling on flesh close to my face, and then suddenly the unmistakable scent of pussy was in my face.

I was momentarily confused, then panicked. Somebody else was here, watching me fuck my sister. I almost reached up to pull the blindfold off when Lisa stopped me.

“It’s okay,” she said. “She doesn’t know who we are. She just knows that my boyfriend wanted a threesome for his birthday.” I relaxed when Lisa said ‘boyfriend’. This mystery person didn’t know we were brother and sister.

“Just do what comes naturally,” Lisa said. “Eat her pussy while I fuck you.”

That sounded like good advice, so I did. I didn’t ease in, but attacked the sweet folds with vigour. I slid two fingers into the dripping slit while I tongued her clit with fervour. Within a couple minutes I felt her start to tremble, and with a loud cry, she came.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” Lisa said. “I feel like it’s my birthday.” She had maintained her slow pace on my cock, and now she lowered herself completely and stopped. I felt myself throbbing inside her tightness.

“Okay, David, now I’m going to show you something,” Lisa said. “Remember, if you feel like you’re going to cum, you have to tell me.” I just nodded, feeling a little confused. I felt a tug at the blindfold and it fell away. I found myself staring at a set of wet pussy lips. Further up was a flat stomach, small but perky breasts, and finally the beautiful, smiling face of Alyssa.

I was paralyzed. I had just licked Alyssa to an orgasm while she watched me fuck my sister. Lisa must have sensed my panic.

“David, it’s okay,” she said. She resumed her movement on my cock, and the distraction worked.

“Alyssa and I have been lovers for years,” Lisa said. “We have planned this exact night forever. She knows I wanted to fuck you, and she wants to fuck you too.” Alyssa leaned back, and Lisa wrapped her arms around Alyssa’s chest. Alyssa turned her head and the two girls kissed deeply.

I felt a sudden pressure in my balls, and managed to remember my promise. I grabbed Lisa’s hips, pushed her down onto me and held her there.

“Don’t move,” I said. “God, don’t move.” I stared at the two naked bodies on top of me.

“What the fuck,” I managed. Lisa and Alyssa smiled at me.

“This is part of your present,” Lisa said. “You wanted to fuck Alyssa. You wanted to cum inside your sister. Tonight you get both. Plus, you get to watch your little sister and her girlfriend eat each other to orgasm.” I was flabbergasted.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” Lisa said. “In a second, I’m going to get off you. Then, Alyssa’s going to suck your cock for a little while, and I’m going to play with her pussy and ass while she does.

“Then, she’s going to lay on her back, with her ass near the edge of the bed. I’m going to climb on top of her, and we’re going to eat each out.

“While we’re doing that, you can fuck Alyssa. But remember, you can’t cum until I say. When I tell you, you’re going to get behind me and fuck me.

“How does that sound?” she asked.

“Better that anything I’ve ever heard in my life,” I said.

Lisa lifted herself off me, and it took Alyssa less than a second to have my cock in her mouth. Her ass was close to my head, so I grabbed her and swung her around so that her pussy was once again over my face. As she sucked me, I licked her. Lisa positioned herself so that she was watching me, playing with herself, and fingering Alyssa’s asshole.

It didn’t take long for Alyssa to cum again, and I had to pull her off my cock before I came in her mouth. She rolled over and turned so that, as promised, her ass was almost hanging off the side of the bed.

Lisa quickly positioned herself over Alyssa, and her movements left no doubt that they had done this many times before. It seemed like I was quickly forgotten as they feasted on each other.

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Author’s note: You may want to read The Journey — Ch 01 to get into the loop. And if you are looking for a quickie, this is not the story for you.

Certain terms of endearment used are Indian — Masi (the term for mother’s sister), Nana (mother’s father).

For the rest, happy reading — and do vote. That what we write for.

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The plane descended after hovering over Delhi for the good part of a half hour.

“They still have four landing strips! Just four goddamn landing strips for rush hour plane traffic! With the third largest economy in the world and they still behave like a fucking third world country,” Jai said.

Indian infrastructure was a pet peeve with Jai — Bobby’s dad, and one of these days his blood vessels would burst while he cursed it.

“Smile Jai, we are home,” Nina said as she batted her eyelashes and smiled.

When he didn’t, she put her fingers on the corners of his lips and then stretched them upwards. That did the trick. Nina always knew what to do with him. She truly dominated him by the sheer force of her charm.

Bobby looked at his mother. It wasn’t just his father who was under her spell, she ruled over all the people in her life with her charm.

After the incident yesterday night — day before yesterday — Bobby corrected himself, Nina had not met him alone. When he had woken up, she had gone shopping alone and arrived only an hour before they were due to leave for the airport in Frankfurt. In the flight, she had insisted Jai sit next to her so both mother and son sat separated by their father.

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A week passed by in their family mansion in Delhi without incident.

The Family welcomed them like a long lost tribe — with milk and honey and a stifling dose of love. For a few days he lost himself in it, in walks with his grandfather to the gardens of the gigantic Humayun tomb in the mornings, to roaming the malls and checking out the chicks in the evening and nights spent eating out with his cousins or grooving in clubs.

Bobby had resigned himself to think that what had happened between him and his mother was an accident, and nothing would ever happen between them again. But that night in Frankfurt would return to haunt him night after night. He would wake up to a feverish lust at night and no amount of jacking off could satiate it.

Nina was now always surrounded by females of the family, catching up on gossip and giggling, seriously discussing fashion and jewellery. She seemed even more beautiful than before if that were possible. Punjabi women were hot — being of Persian stock, they are known for their extraordinary beauty but his mother held her own amongst the lot.

Bobby would look at her longingly as she would talk, smile, touch and laugh, fantasizing even as he stood watching her. He was watching her pink lips, fantasizing how sensual they would feel wrapped around his cock when a voice startled him.

“She’s beautiful.”

He turned around to see Mohit, his cousin whose room he now shared. Bobby composed himself and said: “What’s the plan for tonight?”

“Nothing, but join me if you want to play tennis.”

“I don’t play tennis.”

“But you wouldn’t mind watching some cool chicks in short skirts, would you?”

Bobby shook his head dumbly. He couldn’t possibly tell his cousin that his mom was the only ‘chick’ on his mind for now — one who overshadowed his existence.

“Tag along then.”

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“You know, we went for a holiday to Phuket in Thailand in winter?” Mohit asked Bobby as they walked towards the tennis club nearby.

“I heard.”

“There I saw a completely different side of mom — one I had never imagined existed.”

Mohit turned to look at Bobby meaningfully.

“I saw mom wear swimsuits, tiny itsy-bitsy ones that would make any red-blooded male’s cock spring to attention.”

Bobby tried to picture aunt Brinda — Mohit’s mom in a swim suit. She had a sexy face which shone with good living all the time and with a motherly smile and intense dark eyes. She was also a full-figured woman with the proverbial Brazilian butt. Yes, she would look mouth-wateringly good.

“See? I can see the glassy look in your eyes,” Mohit sneered. “Yes, she looked like what you imagine and even better.”

“My cock didn’t get any rest the entire trip. There were beautiful girls and women all around and man! Phuket is full of chicks looking for a lay. But all I could think of was mom.”

Bobby smiled but said nothing.

“Moms are something else. There will be other beautiful women but your own mother ….. there’s no enchantress in the world who a boy could lust for more than his own mother,” Mohit said. Wise words — but Mohit was always the wise one.

“You are in the same pickle, aren’t you?” Mohit nudged him with a sneer.

“A bit,” Bobby said, smiling sheepishly.

“Get all the chances you can man.”

“Anything happen in Phuket?”

“With her?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I escort resimleri took her to a disc once — minus dad, I got drunk, she drank a bit too and just as I got around to touchy-feely, bam! She starts the ‘I wanna go back — I am tired.’ Line.”

“Discos without dads are probably the best bet to score with moms,” Bobby blurted and immediately regretted it. Mohit was not exactly a secret-keeper.

“Sooooooo?” he asked, looking meaningfully at Bobby. “What happened between you two in a disco.”

“Oh, I just assumed,” Bobby said, “I kinda like your idea, probably gonna use it someday and take it to a disco.”

“You do that,” Mohit looked at Bobby slyly and said. “And don’t forget to tell me what happened. I love your mom.”

Bobby punched Mohit’s shoulder hard.

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“May I use your bathroom?” Bobby asked as he entered his parents’ room one day. His father would never be home before 10 PM, for he worked even in the Delhi office. He was not one to take a day off.

“Do. What’s wrong with your bathroom?” Nina asked.

“It’s busy. Mohit’s using it.”

Inside he made appropriate noises of sitting on the toilet seat and shuffled around some. Then he tiptoed quietly to the clothes hamper and found what he was looking for — his mother’s panties. The gusset had old stains but it did not have the strong smell of pussy that he desperately sought. It was almost clean except for a slight smell of sweat. Frustrated, he blew over the gusset and when it was wet enough with vapour, jerked off to an unsatisfactory orgasm.

“How was it?” Nina asked him as he came out of the bathroom, not looking at him as she folded her clothes.

“How was what?” Bobby asked defensively.

“Your dinner with Ankur,” Nina turned to look at him. Ankur was an old schoolmate who he had met the previous night. “What else did you think I was asking about?”

“Oh, that. It was good.”

Nina smiled at him slyly, giving him her trademark lopsided smile.

“Did you do anything naughty?” she asked him with the smile still on her face.

Bobby shook his head quickly.

“Two young men meet at night and you don’t decide to do anything naughty. How lame is that?”

Bobby sighed. This woman would kill him with double entendres.

“I gotta go, see you later.” He slipped out of the room.

“I am going to Anita’s house in the evening. You want to come along?” Nina called from inside her room.

Bobby stopped. Anita was the oldest of the Nina’s sisters.

“Is Bushy aunty coming too?” he asked.

Bushy — Bushra was the youngest of the three sisters and Bobby’s favorite. She was more a friend to Bobby than an aunt.

Nina laughed.

“Yes, now is that a yes?”

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Nina and Bobby went to Anita’s house in the evening. His dad was busy as usual.

Bushy was already there and she hugged Bobby tightly, crushing her boobs to his chest. She had always hugged him in that way, unmindful of his discomfort after Bobby became a teenager and started having instant erections. She would latch on to him and not leave him even after he struggled to free himself when he feared his erection might touch Bushy. After the hug, Bushy gave him two resounding kisses on both sides of his cheek.

“Look at him,” Bushy shrieked in excitement, addressing to no one in particular, “My little baby is all grown up!”

Bushy was easily the prettiest of the three sisters, though his mother was sexier. Bushy was 5’7″ with an hourglass figure that was just starting to widen in the middle (but in a sexy way) after she reached her 30s. She had an angelic face with a smooth Mediterranean skin. She reminded him of the Indian actress of yesteryears — Mumtaz.

“I am the same as I left a year ago, Bushy masi!” Bobby protested.

“Not to me, you look all man now!” Bushy said, running her fingers over his chest, “A handsome man, but I am going to miss my little nephew. Oh, why do children grow up?”

“You should be in theatre, Bushy,” Anita said, taking Bobby over from Bushy and hugging him tightly. “Let the boy be, all phases of children are wonderful.”

The ladies settled down to chatter and Bobby roamed around the house, led around by his adoring little cousins, Anita’s eleven year old daughter and Bushy’s eight year old son. He soon lost interest in the little ones and came back to the room where the ladies were sitting.

“Have you guys started packing?” Bushy was asking Nina.

“Not yet, the trip is still a week away,” Nina answered back.

“I have already started packing. Two light woolens and mostly summer clothes — the east will still be warm,” Anita said.

“Ah, here comes our young male escort,” Bushy turned to Bobby, “Are you geared up for the trip? You will be the only young man to look after four old ladies, your Nana and the three young kids.”

“Where are we going?” Bobby asked, puzzled.

“Khajuraho and Bandhavgarh!” Bushy said in gaziantep escort resimleri a high-pitched, excited voice. “We’ve been planning since almost a month now.”

“Not really,” Nina said. “It was to be an all girls trip but you guys have just been included.”

Bobby gulped. Central India was not exactly his favorite place. It was mostly rural in not a very good way. There was really not much to hold his interest for a city-bird like him.

“Why don’t we go to Goa instead?” he asked. Goa would have what he wanted, high-octane clubs, single tourist chicks who he could hit on, bar shacks and the works.

“The tickets are booked, honey,” Nina said, “We have been planning the trip since years. You’ve already been to Goa twice.”

“Isn’t Dad going? Or the uncles?”

Bushy stood up and walked towards Bobby.

“No men except for you,” she said, putting her arms around his neck. “Don’t you want to accompany three pretty women along? You won’t regret it.”

“And one senior citizen and three noisy kids,” Anita piped in, “Lots of interesting company.”

The three women laughed and Bobby smiled.

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“Keep my bag on your trolley, son,” nana said. “You are a strapping young man and you could do with some exercise.”

Bobby picked nana’s bag and kept it on his already overloaded trolley. This could turn out to be the story of this trip, he knew. Him dragging everyone’s bags and chasing kids so they didn’t stray.

There were cars to pick them up, courtesy — Daddy’s friends in high places and the ride to Khajuraho was comfortable. Bobby was bundled together with nana and the kids and the women took the other car. Just as well because Bobby caught on with his sleep which he would never have done with the chatter the sisters did. He had got up at 5 in the morning — probably a record for him, so he needed some sleep.

When they reached Khajuraho, it was almost noon — a 2 hour ride from the airport. They were left at a clearing in an encampment full of tents. The clearing of the camp was surrounded by a sparse forest. Bobby could smell water nearby — and one of the staff in the camps confirmed that they had a swimming pool.

“This is for your group,” the manager said with a flourish. The camp was apparently divided into separate groups and their group of tents was set apart from the other groups and surrounded by barbed wire to prevent crossing.

“I’ll take this one,” little Pia — Bushy’s daughter shouted and went towards a pink tent. Anita’s daughter went with her because there would be one tent for the both of them.

“And me, this one,” Bushy squealed next, taking the tent in the middle.

Soon everyone had rushed towards tents that took their fancy and only Bobby and Nana were left. They looked at each other unenthusiastically, hoping the other would choose first. The camp manager appeared bewildered by the overenthusiastic behavior of the grown women.

“And that is the place for your own bonfire,” the manager said, “As you can see it is shielded from the other camps for privacy, there is a toilet in the corner and there’s the barbeque.”

Nana nodded his thanks and the manager left with a bow, wishing them a pleasant stay.

“We will have to take the tents on the periphery then at the opposite ends,” Nana said, “And me with combat experience ought to take the one where the danger of encroachment is highest.”

Bobby almost laughed as nana twirled his handlebar mustache when he said it.

“There’s enough security, nana, rest easy.”

Bobby went into his tent which was about and ten feet by eight feet with a bed that would about fit him and a steel almirah with a key in it. He unpacked and took out his swimming trunks and towel and walked out.

His mother was potting around outside her tent. She smiled when she saw him. The tents were well spaced so that each tent had its privacy.

“I am going for a swim,” Bobby said to her.

“Where’s the pool?” Nina asked, bewildered.

“Not more than 500 metres. I can smell it.”

“Well don’t be long, we are going to see the temple in about half an hour.”

Bobby stopped in his tracks.

“Uh, mom, I uh …. You go to the temple — it’s not my thing, I think I’ll pass.”

“What?” Bushy said from behind him, as she came out of her tent. “It’s not the kind of temple you think it is. This is the temple of love.”

“What’s so different about this love temple?”

“You’ll see. Its …. Well decide after you see it.”

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A guide led their group and a few more from the camp towards the temple through a narrow path in the jungle. Soon they could see a huge ancient building peeking out from the leafy surroundings till they could see the entire temple complex clearly.

It was a huge temple and the surrounding gardens were beautifully manicured. Groups of tourists hung out all over the temple complex. Though it was not too gaziantep escort bayan resimleri crowded, it was a change from the wilderness that they had come from.

The guide switched on the mike and spoke into it.

“You can now see the temple in front of you, which is shaped like a huge chariot,” the guide intoned as the group moved towards the temple.

The temple was indeed huge.

“The temple is based on the Kamasutra and it was made by the Chandela king whose mother appeared in his dream after her death and asked him to build a temple dedicating it to love,” the guide intoned.

Nina and Bobby exchanged a glance and then looked hurriedly away, moving on towards the sculptures.

(Fact: The readers should google ‘Khajuraho Temple’ for more info. The temple was actually made by a son and dedicated to his mother about a thousand years ago. Why a mother would ask a son to build an erotic temple is variously interpreted.)

“And now, ladies and gentlemen, I will leave you to watch the sculptures undisturbed, for any explanation of it is frivolous and my voice will only make the sensual experience unpleasant,” the simply dressed male guide smiled and signed off. The group laughed politely.

The sculptures were erotic — ancient pornography at its best. There were sculptures of couples fucking in dog and horse positions, cunnilingus and fellatio, ass eating and fucking, threesomes, foursomes, orgies. Nothing that modern pornography has done was left out. The temple was built on three levels and the sculptures of fornication were spread all over it.

They were all now separated from each other a little and the three sisters and Uma — the common friend of theirs who had come along, were giggling now and then.

“Look at that cock,” he heard Uma say.

“I wish we could have an orgy like this one,” Anita said, “And exchange my husband for a stud for a night of wild fucking.”

“Shh….. Nina cautioned. “The kids are not far away.”

Surprisingly there were a lot of kids of all ages and they all gawked at the ancient erotic sculptures. Pia and Mehek, Bushy and Anita’s daughters were giggling and Amit, Anita’s son was gawking. Bobby felt embarrassed.

There couldn’t be a pussy or a cock on the temple which would not be oozing pre-cum and there wouldn’t be a head free from thoughts of wild fucking.

Bobby looked at the faces around and saw it. The red color of arousal was visible on every cheek. People taking photographs and drawing sketches of both sexual and non-sexual imagery were only pretending to be busy and unaffected, but most people seemed very affected — the atmosphere crackled with sexuality.

A blonde who was intently drawing one of the sculptures sensed his eyes on her and looked at him. They smiled at each other self-consciously but not before color rose in their cheeks before Bobby moved on. Even that momentary eye contact felt like an intensely intimate encounter, when surrounded by so much sensuality.

It took them more than an hour to complete the tour of the temple after which they assembled at the point where the guide had been waiting. The sunlight was beginning to fade now.

“I hope you enjoyed the temple of love. Those of you who would like to see it at leisure can do so again tonight. The full moon fair starts today and will continue the entire week and the temple will remain open till midnight on these days. I assure you, watching these sculptures in the moonlight with your partner will be a whole lot more thrilling then during the day.”

The group applauded politely and then followed the guide back to the camp.

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Dinner was served and beer was on the tap in the camp’s dining room. The ladies had beer while Nana favored the bottle of Red Label that he had brought with him and poured Bobby two large pegs.

After dinner, there was a communal bonfire and while grandpa and the kids retired to their enclosure, the four women, and Bobby stayed by the bonfire festivities. A band played music and there was dancing. The crowd was mixed — almost 50% Indians and the rest were tourists from other parts of the world, mostly European and Japanese.

Uma, Anita and Nina were dancing among themselves and Bushy was flirting with a Dane who had apparently caught her fancy. All four women were wearing sleeveless dresses though it had got a little chilly.

Bobby’s roving eyes saw the blonde girl who he had seen in the temple drawing a sketch. She was sitting with a female friend, wrapped in a shawl and talking animatedly. Almost instinctively, the girl’s eyes turned towards him and smiled. He was about to walk up to her when Nina came towards him.

“It’s chilly and I forgot to bring my shawl. Will you walk with me to the car park?” she asked Bobby.

“Sure. But why don’t you continue dancing while I bring it from the car?”

“No, I feel like a little walk through the woods.”

They walked towards the car park which was near the temple.

“It’s gorgeous out here,” Nina said, breathing deeply as they came out of the woods into the wide clearing which was bathed in moonlight. The temple complex was visible from the clearing and it was completely lit up with floodlights. Stalls selling curios and touristy knick-knacks had been erected on its sprawling premises and a goodly crowd was sifting through what was being sold.

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Dear Michael, Janie and Sammie,

Your dad and I are having a great time in Toronto. We want to thank you kids again for sending us on this 20th wedding anniversary trip to the live taping of Family Fortune. I’m going to give you a ‘blow-by-blow’ account of our day there so you can understand just how exciting it is to see the show live. Finally we can answer some of those questions we’ve been asking when we watch at home.

It was such a special treat for you to get us tickets—I don’t know how you did it. The tapings are so hard to get into with the waiting list and all, but there we were yesterday morning driving down to the industrial area where the show is filmed. It took a little while to find it, but you know they keep a very low profile. After taking a couple of wrong turns we found the warehouse with the big ‘8’ on the door and we slipped our passes to the uniformed man behind a little glass window.

You can’t tell from the outside that the BEST-GAME-SHOW-EVER is taped in the building, but once we showed our passes and had the pat-down (a nice touch) from the security people we were directed into a very modern looking studio. We came in right on the top level and so we could see the whole familiar set laid out before us. It looks even nicer in person than on TV!

The padded rows of audience seats are very spacious. It’s kind of like the seating in your gymnasium at school but much more plush. They never show the audience on TV, so we wondered how comfortable the accommodations would be. I can tell you they are very appropriate for the show—more later on how appropriate! Right down at the bottom of the seating area is the stage set we all know; the two large, rotating circular platforms with Johnny Johnson’s podium in the middle, as you remember, and behind them the two spinner wheels and the scoreboard and the little runway where Ivanna usually stands. Your dad was real anxious to see her in person, but we didn’t see either her or Johnny for some time. What I wasn’t expecting was the bank of large TV screens above the stage. We never saw those from home. Of course there are a bunch of cameras on booms arranged around the set, but when we first came in there were just a couple of people moving around and setting up things in a very business-like way. Did you know there are gaps in the set where the crew can slip behind the scenes to do their work? Can’t see that on the TV, either. There was some classical music playing, of all things. I guess they want to remind us of the sophistication of the production and set a relaxed mood. Lord knows we were pumped up.

Other audience members filtered in over the next 20 minutes or so, until there were about 50 of us, I’d guess. Not as many as I thought there’d be, but enough. Dad and I took a seat right up close on the right hand side because we really wanted to see the contestants. We chose well. As I said, the seating is very comfortable and there is plenty of room to stretch out. The seats are like tiers of platforms really, or very firm double beds where the headboard of one is the foot of the next one up. We could sit with our backs to the padded headboard part without blocking the view of the people behind us. There’s a shallow stair that runs down the center and room for maybe 6 or 8 people on each side per row. Your dad’s got ideas from it about making some built-ins for our playroom.

I know I’ve told you a thousand times, but I’ll say it again: Show me a man who can make something beautiful with his hands and I’ll show you a man who can make a woman feel beautiful with his hands.

We hoped the rumors about Family Fortune were really true and were eyeing the couple beside us carefully, just in case. I noticed that most of the audience came in larger groups. It looked like most brought their families, which makes sense since this is a family show. The family beside us was really young looking considering it included a girl who had to be at least eighteen. You know the law in Canada.

By the way, I just want put in a good word for those sensible Canadian lawmakers who know when to mind their own business when it comes to allowing this to be broadcast on the public airwaves.

You know we appreciate your sending us here by ourselves, but we missed you. Maybe we can all come together some time—that would be really fun because, as we guessed, the audience gets way involved in the show. We didn’t just vote for the contestants’ performance, some of us got to try it right there in our seats.

This is an aside to Sammie: After you told me you’ve decided to give your virginity to me when we get back from this trip I find I am so much freer to imagine the fun we can all have together in places like this. You’ve already given me a great gift.

Here’s another interesting fact we didn’t know: the taping actually takes almost eight hours! Really, it’s understandable given the contestants have to orgasm so many times during the show. That was a terrific bonus since we got to meet a number of nice people and have sex with them that day. I was afraid the visit would be all too short, but it seemed to last forever. By the escort portalı way, later it was dark enough in the audience that we never felt uncomfortable. It’s kind of like being at home in our own living room playing with Mike and Janie. It felt like everyone was watching the contestants under the lights or paying attention to their own partners and we could pair up with our new friends in a reasonably private way. Everyone seemed real respectful like that.

It helped that one of the producers came out to prep the audience. He bounced right out there on the stage in a pair of shorts and sandals. Did I mention they keep it real warm in the studio? You can imagine they would have to with everyone up there on stage naked, I guess, but it was more than comfortable for us, too. We were a little unsure about stripping off right away although we were getting pretty hot with excitement ourselves. Anyhow, your father kept grabbing me while we were getting oriented. We had noticed some others already out of their clothes, but thought they might be a little over-enthusiastic. It turns out they were repeat guests and knew the drill better than we did. As we soon found out when Barry, the producer, came out to give us his “warm-up” talk.

He said, you know, welcome and glad you are here, of course, and then he laid out the rules. They were something like this:

1.Be patient because there are lots of breaks in the filming. We could get refreshments from the staff who would be walking the aisles with supplies. Plenty of time for bathroom breaks. NO ALCOHOL, this is a family show. But be sure to be in our seats when the cameras roll!

2.Be enthusiastic about the performance of the families—it helps them. No booing; this isn’t the WWF. And stay off the stage—some have been too enthusiastic in the past.

3.Be fair when scoring and try to make it more than a popularity contest. The families work hard and do lots of preparation for this.

4.Pace yourself if you make love in the audience and remember, ‘no’ means ‘no’. Standard Lifestyle rules apply.

5.There were some more things I can’t remember now.

Well, we went ahead and shucked the rest of our clothes while he read the rules out and by the time he was done we and the other family in our row (Hershel, Tawny and Blythe, by the way. They say, “Hi!”) were comfortably unclothed. I didn’t feel strange at all. Somehow the vibe in the room was natural—we knew we were with kindred spirits. Looking around I could see pretty much everyone was in the buff and getting ready to really enjoy the day. The woman right behind us looked to already have impaled herself as she sat in her hubbie’s lap. At least it looked that way from his smile. Her daughter was distractedly stroking the mom’s long, sloping breasts—she seemed too wowed by the surroundings to give it all her attention…yet. There was a boy there, too, but he was looking still a little shy. I can report that I know for a fact he got over it.

The folks bringing the drinks made their rounds then. They set out buckets with ice and bottles of that Natural Orgasmics EVER-UP Energy Beverage. You know, the one that says “When Performance Matters!” in the ads. We each got our own tube of JizzyLube, too.

As I said we didn’t feel uncomfortable naked. Neither did Hershel, who leaned over and introduced himself and his wife and daughter. He’s an average height black guy and she’s about the same height with lighter skin. They both met while working as accountants for a firm in Toledo. Blythe is her (very dark) daughter from “another life” Tawny likes to say. She’s eighteen and very animated. She really was friendly, but I find most of our kids to be especially extroverted and comfortable socially (with the exception of you, Sammie. I hope I’m going to help rectify that when I get home!). We made the proper gestures of welcome to let each other know we were open to getting to know each other better. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge, know what I mean……

After that the lights went down over the audience and the two performance platforms rotated around so the curtains covered them. We could hear people moving back there with some shadowy shapes to show us where they were getting set up. It seemed to take forever, but maybe that’s because we had been waiting so long for this moment. I was trembling and sweaty. I know your dad was excited too, because his pecker was especially proud. He was oozing a little and I took a drop with my finger to taste. I gave his little man a pat of reassurance. Dad pulled me close for a hug and a kiss and I felt all squishy ‘down there’.

Of course, we are all familiar with the opening routine for the show. First, the music started slow and quiet in the dark, then the lights gradually got brighter and the music got faster as the intro (brought to you in part by Natural Orgasmics!) rolled on the big monitors. The tasteful silhouettes of couples in various ‘flagrante dilecto’ poses that line the back walls slowly became clearer as the music built to a crescendo. Just then, Johnny Johnson bounded onto the stage in that escort gaziantep portalı signature way that he does, his unnaturally large meat swinging between his legs. You know, it’s just as impressive in person, although he looked shorter than I thought he would. I like the way he is so entirely comfortable and natural in the nude. And right on international satellite TV, too. The audience was indeed enthusiastic and cheered him and did much clapping. It took a couple of minutes for him to quiet us down. I noticed Barry “shushing” us from the side, too. We were one horny crowd, hardly able to contain ourselves, as you can imagine.

Johnny welcomed everyone in the studio audience and those watching at home and told us all how great a pair of contestant families we were going to see. “But first!” he said, as he always does, “Let me introduce the lovely Ivanna!” Your dad was so edgy I thought he might spurt right there, but as she strutted her red-headed self across the stage to plant a long, slow kiss on Johnny’s lips, dad just squeezed me all the harder. He moaned a little under his breath, I swear. You’d be so happy to see the joy this gave him.

Well, Ivanna was wearing just the dog collar and leash with the black high heels that day. I wish I had the breasts to carry off that outfit, but I guess I’ll just have to be satisfied with the fuzzy slippers you kids gave me at Christmas. I don’t know why it is you all think I’m sexiest in my nightgown and slippers, but so be it. We can’t all be TV stars. Of course, she and Johnny were movie stars, too. I mean, that’s what gave them the experience to host this show. Johnny Salami and Ivanna Bendova…..We’ll never forget them in “The Taming of the Screw” will we? What a couple of pros! Now, that was before they came out as brother and sister and caused all that ruckus.

It was a fine day when they got tossed out of the adult film industry because that’s when they became such vocal advocates of Family Love. I’m glad we have them as leaders in this movement. They set such a good example of how loving and caring a family sexual relationship really is. Take away the secrecy and you take away the shame and judgments. Oh there I go on my soapbox again. Sorry, but you know me….

Anyway, Ivanna gave Johnny her patented full-body smooch and then swaggered over to her place by the spinners. Johnny swelled very noticeably. We all shouted and clapped again…. and had to be quieted again. Says Johnny, “First let me introduce the current champion family on Family Fortune—Paul, Sun and June, the Collins family!”

Slowly the platform on the left circled around to reveal the folks we’ve been cheering all these weeks and boy did they look as nice in person as on the TV. Paul is as tall as he appears and it’s not just because his wife and daughter are so short. We all know how he brought them home from Korea where he was stationed in the Army and saved both of them from a life of prostitution. It was noble the way he got religion and went back after all that time, found them and made them a real family again. That is the mark of a truly noble and honest man. I get teary thinking about it.

You can see how much June favors them both. She’s a bit taller than her mom who hardly looks any older — it’s so hard to tell with Asians, don’t you think? I liked the way they set themselves in a tableau for the introduction. When the platform turned we could see daughter June lying back with quite an arch to her body as she sprawled, arms over her head, across Paul’s legs. He was leaning back on his elbows and looking lovingly down into his daughter’s eyes while Sun lay with her head on June’s tummy and kicked her right leg up in a coy way. Her straight black hair spread over June like a blanket so you couldn’t hardly see her. The Collins’ are getting really good at presentation, concealing everything so as to tease us. It’s easy to see why they are the champs, IMHO.

After the cheering died down, Johnny spoke again, waving his arm at the right hand curtains, “Ladies and gentlemen, from the great prairies of the Midwest, where corn is king and families who play together, stay together…..Let me introduce our new challengers, Sally, Todd and Luke, the Gustafsons!” Well!, a blonder, all-American family you never saw as was revealed when the stage turned around. Standing in the middle of the platform was a really fit and trim woman with ash-white hair in a ponytail. She clearly was one of those aerobic nuts the way you could see every little muscle under her skin. Nothing I could ever be. Sorry, I was a bit jealous, she looked so buff. For a moment it distracted me from the men who were flanking her. Now, they were a bit taller, but not a lot, and she had them well in hand. I should say, she had their members in her hands as she stood there between them and they were good and hard. This showed a lot of balls, pardon the pun, for their first time on camera. I wouldn’t wonder the woman had been working on them a little while they waited behind the curtain.

The father and son looked athletic, too, with the same sun-blond hair and muscular builds. I was looking for the stray bit of straw from back on the farm to be stuck in their hair. Oh, I’m not being fair. It’s just that they struck me as a little too bold in their posture like that. No finesse, just standing there with all on display right away. No class. You can guess how I scored the first round—Collins 9.5, Gustafson 3.0. Your dad gave ’em a higher score. He’s a guy, you know.

The scoreboard soon showed the score as:

Collins 635 Gustafson 890

Johnny Johnson took a moment to remind us all of the rules of the game. Briefly, as far as I remember them. Of course, you’ve seen the show, so you can fill in any I’ve forgotten.

1. No contestant to masturbate themselves (unless specifically detailed in the action received on the spinner).

2. Points are given for style, artistic merit, originality, degree of difficulty (judged in advance as a factor as in the Olympics). Each orgasm is given 50 points. (multiple female orgasms with same partner are counted as one).

3. Points are deducted if male ejaculation is internal. Double points if orgasms are mutual, i.e, within 15 seconds of each other.

4.The time limit for each round is 10 minutes.

5. Each round has a rising level of challenge and thus higher scores.

6. Each female contestant wears an Orgasm Band on the arm to confirm that an orgasm has not been faked and a judge will provide a visual inspection, if needed, to check for internal male ejaculation.

7. Lube crews are standing by ready and able to assist if requested by contestants. All are reminded to monitor themselves for exhaustion and chafing.

Then it was time for Round Two. The spinner was labeled with various simple sexual positions.

The Collins’s chose June to spin the wheel and she got “Cunnilingus” with a degree of difficulty of “1” and bounced happily back to her family behind the curtains that had closed over the rotating platform to consult for the mandatory 60 seconds to plan their performance while the ‘up close and personal’ segment was shown on the big screens. We learned that the Collins’s favorite apres’ sex activity is to watch old Hollywood musicals while sharing a bowl of popcorn. They like to sing along with their favorite tunes, too.

Then the platform rotated back around and they were displayed in all their classy beauty. In a graceful circle the family draped themselves with mama Sun lying on her back, her upturned face toward the audience and June on her side with her mouth on her mother’s pussy. Then father Paul with his tongue buried in daughter June’s snatch and, to complete the circle, his cock in Sun’s little mouth. This was an easy one as could be expected for an early round. The scoring would come on strength of style and mutuality of orgasms. I was definitely rooting for them as they got on with it.

So we’re sitting there watching them enjoying each other with your dad on my right and Hershel on my left. Tawny was snuggling up on Hershel’s left with Blythe down on the end by herself just agog at the action right in front of us. I had my hand wrapped around your dad’s erection; just squeezing a little cause I could tell he was so very, very excited. I looked over at Tawny and made a gesture with my hand so she’d know I was asking permission and she nodded ‘yes’ as I grasped Hershel’s erection, too. Tawny set her hand above mine and kept a bit of her possession of him clear. Hershel’s a little more than a three-fister! You know I don’t judge a man by his size, but variety is one of the nice things about this lifestyle. He had a good girth to him, too, that sent a quiver of anticipation through me. Tawny and I watched the Collins’ performance while keeping the men from coming too soon. No easy feat considering how excited we all were but she and I seemed to have a pretty good psychic connection going.

Tawny and I look a little alike. We’ve both got the “grapefruit-in-a-sock” type of breasts, as your dad calls them, very heavy, full and round with nipples that point upward–the kind that sway when we move. And she’s got her hair cut short like mine so it doesn’t get in the way.

I didn’t look back but I could hear some serious slurping noises from behind us. Somebody was wasting no time getting to the main event!

As for myself I had that electric feeling of heightened arousal that I just love to prolong. You know what I mean, Janie. It was just fine that no one was touching me. I did need to squeeze my knees together occasionally, though, just to give myself a jolt. I could feel my slipperiness and the warmth spreading up my body without even touching myself.

It didn’t take June long to climax—the monitor went off the scale after only about a minute and a half of Sun’s licking her. She took her mouth off of her father to whimper while pulling on his wet pole. Moaning, she took him back into her mouth again eagerly and the big screen showed a close up of her lips and tongue working him. She didn’t bob her head up and down, but just sort of kept him in deep and let her tongue and throat massage his jism out of him. When he shot he went real tense and kept the hip thrusts to a minimum. She let his fluid run back out from the corners of her mouth and puddle at her fingers all white and bubbly. Paul shuddered through his orgasm, squeezing his fingers into Sun’s thighs as she straddled his face.

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I tried to chalk up the beautiful guy’s disappearing act as just a weird thing. He’d initiated everything. He’d given me two mind-blowing orgasms. Somewhere along the way, he’d chickened out. I wasn’t to blame, and this wasn’t my problem, it was his. That’s what I tried to tell myself. Every night I pulled out my purple vibe, trying to find relief. The problem was that my body craved something much different now. Chocolate brown eyes, firm hands, and a long, thick cock. But at least my vibe scratched a temporary itch. cinsel bilgiler It was one of those nights when I’d played until I came and still couldn’t sleep when my phone dinged. “Hey. Remember me?” With a picture. A picture of him. What the fuck? “How did you get this number?” “I asked our mutual friends who you were. Told them I had to leave before I could get your digits.” “Did you mention that you were too busy fucking with me to get my number? And if you’d cinsellik bilgileri asked, I’d have given it to you.” I was pissed. And turned on. Who was this guy? “Yeah, well, that part didn’t come up. Look, I’m really sorry I bailed. Can I make it up to you? Dinner?” I wanted to stay mad. I really did. But he hadn’t made me any promises, and he was a total mystery. I like mysteries. I made him wait a few minutes for my response. “Yeah, we can do that.” We made cinsellik hakkında bilgiler plans to meet at a cute little bistro the next night. Nothing too fancy. Close to my apartment. If it worked, getting back to my place would be easy. If it didn’t, at least I wouldn’t have to go too far to hide away. Getting ready the next night, I got it into my head to wear my little vibe. We’d texted all day, and I’d admitted I had it. That it was my go-to toy. He’d actually heard of it and had used it before. I was looking forward to finding out what else he knew. I made it to the restaurant a few minutes early. Not seeing him, I grabbed a table. My nerves were getting the best of me so I ordered a glass of wine. I was on my second glass when I finally got up the nerve to send a WTF text. Just before I hit send, I almost jumped out of my chair. My vibe was buzzing.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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This story came from my twisted mind. I have the ultimate gangbang fantasy, and I decided to twist it into including my brother’s friends. Their names have been changed for privacy. None of this situation is real as it is just a fantasy. All characters are consenting adults and are eighteen. Enjoy the story! Let me know if you want more!

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I was lying in bed breathless from the hard orgasm I just recovered from. I switched the vibrator off and pulled the toy from my pussy which had a grip on it. I threw the toy into my nightstand and pulled my thong back into its place. It was summertime and I was enjoying my two weeks off before my flight to Texas was scheduled. I nestled into my stuffed animals scrolling through my social media. There was a slight knock on my door, and I called them in. My brother stood in my doorway and stared at me. I hope he couldn’t smell my arousal that was wafting throughout my room.

“Will you come smoke with me? You know I hate smoking by myself, and I want to get all of my sister before you leave,” he asked with his pouty eyes.

I rolled my eyes and sat up replying, “I don’t wanna smoke tonight. I’m too exhausted.”

“Please? You’re fun to hang out with when you’re high. You leave soon and you won’t be able to have fun like this.” He begged as he sat across from me.

“Fine, how much do you have?” I replied giving in reluctantly.

“I have two grams and rolling papers. We are gonna have fun tonight!” He exclaimed as he winked at me.

Jesse, my brother, went to work on popping the screen out of my window. I got ready dressing in leggings and a crop top since it was starting to get warm out. Slipping my tennis shoes on, Jesse was successful in popping the screen out. After we both sneaked out of the window, we started walking down to the empty houses that were in the midst of being built.

We slipped into the master bathroom and sat on the counter as Jesse rolled the weed into a packed blunt. He started it as I watched him inhale and exhale. He handed the lit blunt to me as I took a large hit. I preferred to take long and large hits rather than small and many hits. The high was achieved faster with the larger hits. About fifteen minutes later, we were both stoned as the blunt was finished. We walked down the stairs giggling as we finally left the house. A car pulled up as a window rolled down. Jesse leaned down and cracked jokes at the driver.

“Jesse, I wanna go home and work this high off!” I whined to him as he opened the door.

“Come on! Enjoy tonight, it’s summertime and we have no where to go tomorrow.” He pleaded as he motioned towards the car.

“There is only one seat left tho. Where am I supposed to sit?” I asked as I huffed and placed my hands on my hips.

“You can sit on Landon’s lap. I know how much you like him,” he whispered the last part in my ear.

I blushed and stepped towards the car. Landon grabbed my hips and sat me down on his lap as Jesse climbed in the front. I was in the back with his two friends as we drove to one of their houses. Landon ground his crotch against my ass as his hand caressed my thigh. I could feel my pussy tingle at the attention. I bit my lip and leaned my head against his shoulder. His hand went further up and rubbed my pussy through my leggings. I bucked against his hand silently begging for more. The car stopped as we arrived at the house. Landon removed his hands as I climbed out of his lap.

Jesse grabbed my hand and lead me into Mark’s house, the driver. We walked in the game room, and the boys played pool. I laid on the sofa scrolling through Instagram. I dozed off as my phone fell out of my hand. I was lying on my side sleeping peacefully.

I saw my sister’s sleeping body on the sofa as my friends talked about her ass. They were telling each other how they would fuck her if they had a chance. I ignored them as I lined up my next shot. I potted two balls at once and grinned as I lined up my winning shot. With one push of the cue, the eight-ball sunk declaring me a winner. Landon and Mark were up next in the new game.

Landon spoke up, “I say we make a bet; winner gets first dibs at cinsel bilgiler your lovely sister over there. No penetration, touch only, and we get five minutes of her to ourselves.”

The guys agreed as they looked up to me for permission. I nodded my head slightly with a grimace. I knew how much my sister wanted to be used by a group of guys, but she probably never thought it would be my friends. As Landon was fixing to break, a moan could be heard in the room. We all looked and saw my sister laying on her stomach moaning in her sleep. One of her legs hung off the couch while her hands rested on her bare stomach. Her top rode up showing the underside of her breasts. The guys whistled and stroked their crotches at the sight of my sister.

Mark spoke up, “I have an idea, lets tie her up. My parents don’t know that I know about their ‘bedroom festivities’. They’ve got whips, chains, and rope.”

The guys agreed and I smirked knowing how kinky my sister was. Mark left while the guys and I lifted my sister up and held her. He came back down with rope and started tying it to a hook on the ceiling. He tied her wrists and hung her up until she was on her toes. He shoved a book underneath her to keep her stable while she slept. The guys continued a game while she moaned during her sleep. After a game, Mark won and snickered as he decided to snip off her shirt and bra. Her nipples stiffened at the sudden temperature change which caused her to moan and shift.

I woke slowly as I felt a warmness enclosed around my left nipple. I moaned and arched my back as my nipple was being licked and flicked. The mysterious mouth moved to my right nipple sucking it between its teeth and nibbling on it. I whimpered and shifted my feet. My wrists were pulled upwards and tied. I opened my eyes to find Mark feasting on my nipples as the other guys watched, rubbing their erections. Mark trailed kisses as he slipped my leggings down my legs.

My eyes widened at my situation and I struggled against the bonds as Mark kicked off the book making me stand on my tippy toes. My arms hurt from the sudden strain on them.

“Show her off, twirl her around Mark. I need to see that wonderful ass!” Landon exclaimed as his eyes raked over my body.

Mark twisted the rope twirling my body around showing me off. The guys whistled as they saw my ass and my black thong. Mark slapped my ass causing me to whimper at the pain. He ripped my thong off showing my bare pussy to the guys. Mark slapped my pussy making me howl in pain. He stuck two fingers in my pussy which made me moan and whimper.

“Damn guys, she’s already wet and ready for us. Jesse, I never knew how much of a slut your sister is for bondage.” Mark chuckled as he went back to the pool table.

Landon came up behind me and started to grind his hard cock against my ass. He took one hand and wrapped it around my throat while his other hand covered my pussy. He started to rub my clit causing my hips to push against his hand. He chuckled in my ear as his teeth nibbled at my earlobe, biting and suckling softly. He inserted a finger and bent it slightly rubbing my g-spot. Moans escaped at a rapid pace as I gripped the rope at my wrists. My body shuddered preparing for my orgasm when his hand around my throat squeezed. My body stilled and kicked as his grip around my throat remained tight. He finally let go and I fell against him shuddering as I rode out an orgasm.

Landon moved away as Daniel took his spot. Daniel pulled my hair back as he bit and sucked on my neck. He grabbed my right breast and squeezed it as he continued to nibble on my neck. He pulled and twisted my nipples making me whimper in pain. Daniel’s cock nestled in my ass as he kept his attention on my nipples. My orgasm was nearing again as the weed made my whole body tingle and made my nipples feel electrified.

“Cum for me, little whore,” Daniel whispered in my ear making me shudder.

A second orgasm ripped through my body as I squirmed against his body and pulled at the rope. Daniel pulled me down from the ceiling as I rubbed my wrist and worked blood back into my arms. He led me to the pool table where they tied me up against the legs. I could feel the green felt cinsellik bilgileri rub against my nipples as I was forced to bend over the table with my ass in the air.

Mark grabbed a whip from the corner of the room. His eyes raked over my ass as he walked towards me. He touched my face with the whip as a whimper escaped my mouth. He chuckled and pulled my hair as the whip raked down my back. Letting go of my hair, he stood right behind me out of my sight. I was trembling but, not from fear, from arousal. The first hit was unexpected, and I howled at the pain. My right cheek stung and sent shivers throughout my whole body. He hit me again but on my right thigh. I gripped the rope and whimpered. He whipped me on my back multiple times in a row, causing my howls to turn into loud moans. The pain sent electricity to my pussy, and I knew that they could see my dripping pussy. He hit me one last time, straight onto my pussy. It stung and made me squirm in the restraints forcing my nipples to rub across the felt.

Mark came up beside me, fingering the folds of my pussy, and whispered, “You’re such a filthy whore. You’re loving all of this, aren’t you? Your pussy is soaked. What do you think Jesse is thinking, huh? I bet he can’t wait to take you home tonight and use his slutty sister for his own enjoyment.”

As soon as Mark said something about Jesse, I came hard, pushing my pussy against his hand. He chuckled and unzipped his pants. Mark grabbed my hair and pulled, arching my back, as he lined his cock up to my entrance.

“Is this what you want slut? Tell me how much you want my cock.” He demanded as he teases the head of his cock into my opening.

I gripped the rope and whispered, too ashamed to admit how much I wanted this. Mark slapped my ass and pulled me up against him, waiting.

“Please fuck me Mark! I need you to fill my pussy!” I exclaimed in frustration.

In one quick thrust, Mark filled me to the hilt with his cock. I gasped at how much he filled me. He didn’t wait for me to adapt at his size as he fucked me ruthlessly against his pool table. I could feel an orgasm building as his cock hit my cervix each time.

He smacked my ass repeatedly until I cried out, “please! Not so hard!”

He chuckled at my pleading and pulled out. The sudden emptiness made me whimper and whine like a puppy begging for food. I felt his breath hitting my pussy. He kneeled and started to suck on my clit as two fingers entered deep into my pussy. His tongue flicked my clit repeatedly until I came right in his mouth. I squirmed in the restraints and groaned as my eyes rolled back into my head. I laid on the pool table blissfully as I recovered from the mind blowing orgasm.

The guys watched me as I recovered and starting to look around. My mind was empty of anything else except for my arousal. All I could think about was cocks filling my pussy up. My pussy felt electrified as I squirmed and whimpered on the pool table.

I pulled at the ropes and begged, “Please let me go. I promise I will be a good girl! There’s no reason for me to be tied down!”

The guys chuckled and grin as they silently nodded no. Landon came up to and grabbed my chin. He wiped my tears and smoothed my wild hair back. As he climbed behind me, he smacked my ass and pulled my cheeks apart. He spit on my ass and pushed a finger against my forbidden hole. I squirmed at the pressure and whimpered. His other hand rubbed my clit making me relax. His finger was able to push through and into my ass. I moaned as my back arched. He pumped his finger as he rubbed my clit. The feelings of pleasure where driving me crazy as I felt another orgasm building. He unzipped his pants and grabbed his hard cock. He lined up his head to my ass. Removing his finger, he pushed his head in. My ass barely engulfed it as he tried again. He was finally able to get the head fully engulfed. A hand squeezed my throat as he plunged his hard cock into my ass. My screams were silenced as he choked me. He let go of his hand as I sucked in a huge breath. He was fucking my ass fast and hard. My moans were getting louder as he used my ass.

Landon leaned into my ear and whispered, “Look at yourself. You’re helpless and being used. cinsel bilgi Your ass is loving my cock, and I bet your pussy is loving my cock in your ass. Should we check? You’re such a fucking whore. Are you gonna cum again? Only whores cum from being helpless and used.”

With a snarl, he pounded me deep and hard. I squeezed the ropes as another orgasm ripped through my body. I screamed in pleasure as my body shook in orgasmic waves. Landon pulled out of my ass and started working on untying the ropes. My body slumped against his as he picked me up in his arms. He walked over to the sofa and sat down.

“Ride me, whore.” He commanded as I slowly worked myself in his lap. He positioned his cock and pulled me down on him. I slumped forward and moaned in his ear as his cock sunk deep into my pussy. I felt another presence behind me as another cock lined up to my ass.

“No! Please! Don’t do this.” I pleaded as a second cock entered my abused ass.

I was filled to the brim. Both of my holes were stuffed, and my head was thrown back releasing a guttural moan. Both cocks fucked me at a rhythm. I was on cloud nine as an orgasm ripped through me. My pussy and ass clenched on both cocks as I gripped Landon’s shoulders. The cock in my ass left as Landon picked me up and dropped me on the floor. All three guys stood above me as they jerked their cocks.

“Kneel.” Landon commanded as I obeyed quickly.

All three guys stood in front of me. Landon grabbed my hair as he pulled my mouth towards his cock. I opened my mouth obediently as his head was pushed into my throat. Landon thrusted his cock deep into my throat making me gag and convulse. He stilled as I relaxed and took short breaths through my nose. Landon fucked my mouth ruthlessly as I kept my gaging under control.

“Fuck, Jesse. Your sister knows how to suck a cock. You have a great cockslut over here. I swear to god if you don’t fuck her everyday after tonight, I will.” Landon pulled out of my mouth after he made a remark to my brother.

Mark and Daniel took turns fucking my mouth as I stayed kneel. The three guys looked at each other as Landon started to cum. Ropes of his cum landed on my lips, neck, boobs, and nose. The two other guys came and painted my face with ropes of their cum.

They all dressed as I stayed kneeled looking down in shame and disappointment. Jesse left the room as I sank to my knees and cried. I enjoyed the treatment from his friends, but I wish Jesse wasn’t there to see my true nature. I left the room shuffling my feet from the weakness in my legs. I found the bathroom and Jesse walked out with a washrag. He jumped at my sudden appearance. He set the rag down and picked me up sitting me on the bathroom counter.

He washed my pussy softly as he cleaned my juices up. He ran the rag under warm water and washed it clean. He picked the rag up and washed my face clean of his friend’s cum. He left and I took the chance to use the bathroom. My pussy and ass were sore from the fucking they were given. For once in my life, I was completely satisfied after sex. He came into the bathroom with clean clothes and dressed me. He walked me out to the game room.

“Hey Mark, will you take us home. My sister needs some rest. Y’all really did a number on her.” He asked as he held me against him.

Mark nodded and grabbed his keys. We walked down to his car. A few minutes later, we were back at my window. My brother snuck in first and helped me through. He laid me in my bed and started to pop my screen back in and close my window. Afterwards, he went to my dresser and found my pajamas. He undressed me completely and put my pajamas on. He kissed me on my forehead. He tucked me in and sat down on my bed.

“I have to admit something. I read your diary and saw your desire to be used by a group of guys. I knew that the guys would be down. I got you high tonight because you would have said no if you knew I was going to be there. I’m really sorry. I hate lying to you.” He admitted as he played with my hair.

“Thank you brother. I needed that and it made me really happy. I just hate that you got to see my true nature.” I admitted as my cheeks blushed.

“Seeing you like that, it got me really hard. I loved seeing you helpless and aroused. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I love you and knew you were safe with the guys. Let me know if you need anything. I enjoyed the sight of your face painted with their cum though.”

Jesse kissed my forehead and played with my hair until I fell asleep. That night, my dreams were all about my brother using me. I am such a whore.

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Jackie called her husband Max during his lunch hour to tell him she had a surprise waiting for him at home. Max didn’t have any idea what it could be but was curious. Max hurried straight home after work only to find Jackie gone. There was a note on the table instructing him to get cleaned up. Thinking they were going out to dinner Max did as the note said.

Jackie arrived while Max was in the shower followed by her friend Jessica. Both women wore revealing lingerie covered by a long overcoat. Jackie went in the house to see where Max was and signaled to Jessica that the coast was clear. Jessica went to the guest room and set up her laptop while Jackie turned on the webcam in the bedroom and took off her coat.

A nude, clean shaven Max walked into the bedroom smelling of Polo, Jackie’s favorite cologne, with a questioning look at Jackie and her attire. Jackie was wearing a black see-thru baby doll with crotchless lace panties, black stockings with garters and stilettos. Before Max could ask what was going on Jackie walked over to him and started to fondle his package and kiss his neck. His hands found their way to Jackie’s tits and teased her nipples. Max’s manhood did not take long to respond and stand at attention.

Jackie had Max lay on the bed, where the webcam was aimed, and proceeded to kiss his chest and flick her tongue on his nipples. Max wanted to touch Jackie’s hot pussy but she pulled away as he moved his hand towards her. Jackie reached into the nightstand and pulled cimcif gaziantep escort out a set of 4 restraints. Max thought he was going to get to tie up his lovely wife and have his way with her when instead Jackie put them on his wrists. Jackie secured his wrist restraints to the frame of the bed, arms outstretched. Turning around so Max could have a perfect view of her round ass Jackie rubbed her pussy on Max’s erection while putting the other 2 restraints on his ankles. Jackie secured these straps in the same manner as the first. Running her fingers lightly on the inside of his leg towards his waiting dick Jackie gave his shaft a long lick while looking at the cam.

Unknowing to Max, Jessica was watching this all take place from her laptop in the guestroom. Jessica was wearing a similar negligee but in red with the breast cut out and a red satin thong. Her fingers had already pushed aside the satiny material and worked her twat with slow, deep motions as her hips swayed slightly. Jackie told Jessica she wanted to surprise Max and give him the pleasure of having sex with two hot women at once. Since Jessica had always been attracted to Max, she did not hesitate to say yes, she would be more than willing to help. Jackie was also a looker and Jessica couldn’t wait to taste her honey. In the cam Jessica saw that Jackie was putting a blindfold on Max. Jackie would be giving her the signal to join in shortly.

Jackie squeezed cimcif gaziantep escort bayan her ample breast around Max’s stiff rod then moved them up his chest to his hungry mouth. While Max was sucking and licking the tits in his face Jackie blindfolded him with a silk scarf. Jackie turned facing the foot of the bed and put her anxious pussy in Max’s face. Max was an expert at licking his naughty wife’s snatch. Jackie lay on his buff chest in the 69 position as she greedily took his rod in her mouth, her long hair tickling his balls.

Watching from the laptop Jessica saw the wave and hurried into the room at the end of the hall. The door was open so as not to make noise when she entered the room. This was the first time Jessica had ever witnessed someone having live sex and was very turned on by it. Jackie pointed to Max’s dick and Jessica got the idea. Careful not to let her body touch him just yet Jessica positioned her head between Max’s legs. Jackie moved her swollen pussy away from Max’s mouth to hear his reaction. Since the head of Max’s dick was in Jackie’s mouth, Jessica ran her tongue down his shaft then sucked on his large nuts. That’s when Max realized there was someone else.

Jackie moved off Max to let Jessica suck him off for a bit. Jackie removed the blindfold so he could watch the two sexy women work him over as she gave him a wink and a kiss. Jackie and Jessica alternated sucking that big cock escort gaziantep cimcif while finger fucking each other. Max loved all the attention being lavished on him but wanted to use his hands. Jackie helped hold Jessica up while she squatted to place her tight twat on Max’s throbbing dick. After a minute of only the head going in that tight little pussy, Jessica slid all the way down that big pole again and again making Max moan with ecstasy.

Jackie released Max’s restraints and he quickly went for Jessica’s bouncy tits. While he cupped Jessica’s twins, Jackie sucked on her large nipples, twirling her tongue around one and then the other. Jessica couldn’t take it anymore and started to tremble as her juices ran down Max’s balls. She slowly raised herself off Max’s still hard prick and lay down opposite Max. With her ass up in the air, Jackie kneeled in front of Jessica’s dripping cunt and gently lapped at her juices. No longer tied, Max got behind Jackie and pumped his member fiercely in and out of her waiting pussy. Jackie was munching on Jessica’s taco in rhythm to Max’s pumping and Jessica loved it. This was her first time being ate out by another woman but it wasn’t going to be the last. Jackie licked, flicked and sucked her like no man ever had.

Max pulled his cock all the way out of Jackie’s wet beaver and slid it in her tight ass. Jackie gave a muffled cry around Jessica’s muff each time Max rammed her ass that made Jessica moan. Max gave Jackie’s sweet ass cheek a good slap that made all three groan. Max kept shoving his dick hard and deep into Jackie’s asshole while smacking her ass until Jessica yelled out that was cumming in Jackie’s mouth. That did it, Max shot his steaming load of goo in Jackie’s asshole while her pussy clenched and spewed cum on the bed.

Drained and exhausted Max and Jackie fell asleep while Jessica showered and went home to her husband.

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