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The Pregnant Coworker

Being a software consultant requires much traveling. Every six months to a year you are placed a new assignment with new coworkers. This new assignment was no different. I had landed a development role on a large software roll out project in Jacksonville Florida. Since I had just bought a house in Atlanta I requested that I work Monday through Thursday and flew home every weekend. The company I was working for had contracted to 5 other developers as well, 3 men and 2 women, all of which traveled back and forth between home and Jacksonville as I did.
The guys were laid back and I enjoyed hanging out with them each evening. One of the women was a bitch and I really did not associate with her unless I absolutely had to. The other one was nice and quite attractive. Patti was her name; around 5’4” tall, roughly 130lbs, large D cup breast, and fiery red hair. She had a quick wit and fun loving attitude. She fit in well with the group and was usually the first to suggest meeting at the bar. One little problem existed though, she was married and very devoted.
I put my lust aside and enjoyed her company and the sexy outfits she always wore. After a couple of months on the project I noticed Patti started putting on a little weight. I knew better to say anything. I had also noticed that she spent less time with us at the bar and when she did she never drank any alcohol. After a couple weeks she let everyone know she was pregnant. This was her first child and she was so happy.
As the months passed by Patti crew larger and larger. She was still a knockout though and to my amazement even sexier. I had never been around any pregnant women for any length of period before, so I never noticed how sexier they truly are. Yes her abdomen had grown, but so had her breasts and hips. She had a glow about her that sucked all my attention in. I found myself fantasizing about her, it got so bad at times I would have to excuse myself and go to the restroom to jack off.
I made every attempt I could to work on things that she would be, when she did not feel like hanging out in the bar I would sit with her poolside and talk the evening through. It was during one of these poolside talks that she started to cry. I asked her what was wrong and she just said it was her hormones out of whack that she would be ok in a minute. Well that minute never came; I continued to press as to what was bothering her.
Finally she looked up at me and asked “Steve, do you think I am fat and ugly?”
I was stunned for a brief moment; I was not expecting her to ask something like that so bluntly. I quickly regained myself and answered “Patti, you are gorgeous. Why would you ever think different of yourself?”
She grinned at me, still crying, and said “You are just saying that, I have gotten so fat.”
I quickly stopped her and said with all sincerity “Patti you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever known. Yes you have changed with the pregnancy, but trust me you are still beautiful and to be honest I think even more so than before.”
She looked into my eyes and saw that I was being honest. Her tears slowly stopped and then she hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and said “You are so nice, thank you so much. I needed that compliment, I am sorry.”
“Why apologize?” I asked
“Oh my emotions are getting the best of me, my husband complains all the time about it. He says I am always complaining that he does not pay attention to me.” Patti explained.
I asked “Well if he does not pay attention to you he is a fool. You should be showered with attention all day long.”
“You are so sweet, again thanks.” Patti again said, but this time she looked away as if to hide her frustration.
I pressed and asked again what is wrong, I told her I was a good listener and would not betray her confidence. She turned and started telling me how her husband had been upset when she found out she was pregnant. Since then he has ignored her and all but refused to have sex with her. She could tell her body did not turn him on, because he never wanted to see her naked. I listened to her vent for about 2 hours. She would cry awhile and then get mad for awhile.
At the end she looked exhausted. I told her she needed to get a good night’s rest and that I would be there for her to talk to anytime. I told she was a beautiful woman and her husband should be ashamed of the way he was acting. I told her if she was my wife I would be bathing her in attention.
She hugged and kissed me once again and left to head to her room. The next day we all left for the weekend and I did not get to talk to Patti in too much detail. She seemed to be in a fair mood, so I left it alone.
Throughout the weekend I could not get the image of her out of my mind. She slowly became all I could think about. I could not fathom how her husband would not have sex with her, I would have given everything I owned to have her in my bed. I could not wait for Monday morning to arrive.
I arrived Monday and to my dismay Patti had called in for that week, I figured she was having pregnancy problems and left it at that. I still thought of her all week long, making me long to see her. That next Monday I was ecstatic to see Patti walk through the door.
I noticed immediately Patti was not the same. She was withdrawn, reserved, and quite. I figured I would not press her and give her some space. Midway through the day Patti stopped by my cube and asked if we could talk that evening, quickly I agreed. I wanted to spend anytime I could with her, even if I had to be a psychologist.
The work day ended and I met Patti poolside. She immediately ran to me, threw herself into my arms, and started to cry. I held her tight, both worried for her and enjoying the feeling of holding her in my arms. After a few minutes she regained control and sat down.
I asked what happened to create such anguish. She replied “My husband is cheating on me. I got home last week and found a pair of panties in our bed. I confronted him about it and he admitted he had met someone else, someone not pregnant.”
I was floored. How could anyone in their right mind cheat on such a beautiful woman? I took her in my arms once again and apologized for her pain. I rocked her gently allowing her to dump her sorrow into my chest. I could not believe what I had heard. How could anyone cheat on her, she was so loving and devoted.
Over the next couple of weeks I would sit with Patti each evening, our talks seemed to help her out. During one of our conversations I suggested she not travel home that weekend, let him wonder what she was doing. She liked the idea of making him wonder, but not about sitting alone in a hotel room all weekend. At home she had her friends to keep her company. I told her I could stay as well. She thought about it for a minute and asked if I did not mind. Hell why would I?
We made plans to site see, dinner plans, and to watch a movie or two. I meet her downstairs early Friday morning and off we set. We spent the morning at the beach and ended up that afternoon in St Augustine. We walked from shop to shop, I became her pack mule as she bought something from every store and I had to carry it.
It was the first time in weeks I had seen her smile, laugh, and truly enjoy herself. On the way back to the hotel she asked if we could forgo the movie we had planned and just grab dinner at the hotel, she said she was tired and need to get comfortable. I said her wish was my command.
I carried everything to her room for her. I had never been in her room and felt a little uneasy about being there at that moment; I did not want to make her feel threatened at all. When I placed everything on the bed I turned and she looked as comfortable with me there as could be. I asked her what time she wanted to have dinner. We agreed 6pm would be good.
I turned to leave, but Pattie stopped me. She put her arms around my neck and hugged me close as she had before, but this time she did not release me as soon. She held on for a few seconds more, I did not care, hell I actually enjoyed the extra time. As we separated she leaned up and kissed me gently on the lips. I instinctively kissed her back. I must say lights went off in my head. I opened my eyes and she was smiling at me.
She said with a sly grin on her face, “Thanks for a wonderful day. I have not had that much fun in a long time. I am going to get a shower and will see you down stairs.”
I smiled back and left. As I walked to my room I noticed the massive hard-on I was sporting. I stopped, had she noticed it when she kissed me? I turned bright red and quickly raced to my room. I was so turned on by her kiss, my cock was raging hard. I had to get some release. As I jerked off I envisioned Patti naked begging me to have sex with her, I literally cummed all over the place.
After regaining some control over my libido and lust I took a shower and headed to the hotel restaurant. I looked around for Patti, but she had not arrived yet. I picked a corner booth, so we would have a little privacy during dinner. I had just ordered a drink when she appeared in the doorway.
She was wearing a little blue sun dress she had purchased in St Augustine. She looked absolutely stunning. I waved to her and she made her way to the booth. As she sat down I noticed she was not wearing a bra and her nipples where very erect and visible. I could not get my eyes off of them and as usual got busted.
Patti laughed, pushed her nipples, and said, “I know they are sticking out, I’m sorry. A bra looked stupid under this dress and they keep it so cold in this hotel. I did not think they would react this bad though.”
I laughed with her and said, “Oh I do not mind, I am a typical man.”
Patti quickly said, “No Steve you are not a typical man and that is why I like you so much. “
I let the topic die with that. She was comfortable and I did not want to do anything to change that. We ate a quite dinner and once again found ourselves poolside. We usually sat in separate loungers, but this night Patti wanted to sit in one of the double loungers. I was ecstatic. I laid down first and got myself situated, this way she could lie down and not be bothered by me.
When she got in the lounger she rolled on her side and propped her belly and full breasts on my midsection, threw her leg up over my thighs, and laid her head on my chest. She looked up and asked if I minded and told me it was so comfortable to lay like this for her. I was not going to protest at all, the only problem was that her leg was resting extremely close to my stirring cock. I was scared to death she would feel it getting hard.
The wind blew slightly and she snuggled even closer to me, this moved her leg over my cock which jumped at the touch. I just knew she was going to feel how hard it was getting and freak. Here she was in need of a friend and I was sporting a major woody. To my surprise she said nothing, but her leg did not move. There was no way she could not feel my hard cock, I felt it pressing against her leg.
I was lost in my terror when Patti asked me a question, “Steve, do you have a girlfriend?”
I was at a loss at first, I could not think of what to say. I blurted out a quick, “No”
“No one of interest?” she asked.
“Well not really, I mean there are a few that I would like to get to know but things stand in the way” How could I tell her that she was all I thought about?
“Well you are a really nice guy and you should not let things stand in your way, if you want her let her know it. The lady will be very fortunate to have you.” Patti said looking deep into my eyes.
I reached up and brushed some hair from her face. She pressed her face into my hand and closed her eyes. Her action intrigued me, could she want my touch? I moved my hand down her face to her neck and onto her shoulder. Patti let out a slight moan and unconsciously opened her neck and shoulder to my advance.
I continued moving my hand down her arm and onto her waist. At this point I was at a crossroads, do I proceed to her hips and possibly cross a line or stop here. My mind was racing with indecision, as I pondered my next move Patti made it for me. I felt her soft hand take mine and move it slowly onto her hip, to which she raised.
I rubbed up and down her hip a few strokes and was consumed at this point. I had to feel her lovely ass. I slowly moved my hand back to her ass and was rewarded with a moan as she pushed her ass up higher. My cock filled with blood and at this point was erect like never before. I had forgotten about it until that moment and knew that Patti had to be fully aware of it as well. I looked down just as she moved her leg off of my hard cock and slowly slid her hand over it.
I could not help myself as I moaned and thrust my hips up, driving my hard cock into her hand. She tightened her grip around it and started to stroke it through my pants. I leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead; Patti quickly raised her face and pressed her lips into mine. Our tongues were engaged in a dance, one trying to control the other.
After making out for a good five minutes Patti pulled back and asked if I could spend the night with her. I thanked the heavens above for blessing me with such a gift and quickly responded yes. With that she slowly made her way off the lounger, she said she was getting cold and would rather be in a warm bed. I followed her to her room.
Once inside she excused herself as she went to the bathroom. I sat in a chair next to the bed, I did not want to be like an over anxious pervert and be on the bed when she returned. When she came out she had removed the sun dress and had a robe on instead. As she approached me she asked if I was sure I wanted to spend the night.
I grinned and said, “Patti, I have dreamed of spending the night with you so many times. I am yours.”
With that she closed the gap between us and dropped her robe. My mind had not done justice to her beauty; her breasts where large and full with dark brown puffy areolas and hard nipples. Her belly was round and sexy the way it rested. Her pussy was shaved bald, except a little red strip of sparse hair.
She reached her hand out to mine and pulled slightly so I would get up. Once up she kissed me fully again on the lips. She pulled my shirt over my head and quickly undid my belt and zipper. It was as if she was possessed. She tore down my pants and boxers and I quickly stepped out of them. Her eyes became fixated on my hard cock. She reached down and cupped my balls in one hand and grasped my shaft in the other.
She stood there for a few moments like a child with a new toy; she did not know what she wanted to do with it first. I slowly moved toward the bed and pulled down the covers. I gently laid her in the bed and circled to the other side. She pulled the covers down so I could enter. The look in her eyes was that of pure lust. This beautiful woman’s desires and sexual needs had been ignored for way to long. You could feel the desire coming from her.
I lowered myself into the bed and moved slightly over her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her lips into mine. As we kissed I let my hand roam her naked body. Her full heavy breasts, down her lovely belly, and onto her love mound. As I pressed forward I felt her wetness. Her pussy lips were wide open and soaked in anticipation of pleasure.
As my fingers explored her sexual warmth she pressed her lips further into mine and moaned deeply. The feeling traveled straight to my hard cock, which was pressed deep into Patti’s thigh and hip. I slowly started to press it hard into her, making her press back letting me know just how much she wanted it inside of her.
I pulled my face from hers and told her to lie back and relax. I wanted her to enjoy this and not have to worry about doing a thing. She smiled the most genuine smile I had ever seen in my life and laid back. I kissed my lips down her neck, nibbling slightly. She bucked upward with each nibble. I reached up and cupped her left breast and lowered my lips to its nipple. As I engulfed her breast into my mouth she raised her chest to meet me. I gently nuzzled and sucked her breast. As I did so I felt a warm sweet liquid squirt into my mouth. I had not expected her breasts to be producing milk yet, but was pleasantly surprised to find they were.
The sensations from her breast had traveled to her pussy, as she was constantly bucking up and down as I milked her with my mouth. I rose up and took the right one in my mouth and emptied it as well. I looked into her eyes and saw a woman in full lust before me. The look on her face was screaming for me to please her, she totally belonged to me at that moment.
I kissed quickly on the lips and moved between her legs. I took my time as so not to hurt her. Once she had situated herself I lowered myself down the bed until my face was level with her swollen and wet love canal. I felt her hand brushing the top of my head, attempting to guide it to her most sensitive region. I moved forward and kissed the lips of her pussy. She jolted from the contact and took a deep heavy breath. I slowly began to flick my tongue around her juicy pussy, opening it completely exposing her heavenly hole and swollen clit.
I took my tongue and started to lick up from her hole to her clit, circle the clit and work my way back down to her hole again. While doing this Patti started to move her hips in the same rhythm I licked her pussy, pushing my head farther into her. After about 5 minutes her quite moans had turned loader and her moving hips had started to buck my face wildly. I knew she was close to exploding her first orgasm in god knows how long.
I slowly moved so I could touch her pussy as I licked it. I circled the hole with my index finger, getting it nice and wet with her juices. I moved my mouth over her clit and applied slight suction to it, she immediately rose up and moaned and I pushed my index finger gently into her hot tight pussy. I could not believe the warmth and how tight she was. Her pussy immediately started to squeeze and suck on my finger.
She began to pat me on the back of my head as she was bucking into my face. She started repeatedly saying “Oh god yes, Oh god it feels so good.” My finger by this time was at max depth and her clit felt as if it was going to explode.
After just a few seconds Patti pushed the back of my head forcefully into her clit and pressed up screaming “I’m Cummmmmmmmmming” over and over. Wave after wave of orgasms hit her. Her legs started to shake and her pussy was pulsating on my finger. She was trapped in an orgasmic wave for about 30 seconds. I removed my mouth from her clit, giving her some relief and allowing her to calm down.
I slowly removed my finger, rolled out from between her legs, and moved up in the bed. I asked her if she was alright, she quickly rolled toward me and said she had not felt this good in years. She laid her head on my chest, still breathing heavily. As she rested she took my extremely hard cock in her hand once again. The feeling was awesome. She slowly started to stroke it, causing me to buck slightly.
She looked up at me and told me it was my turn now and moved up on her hands and knees. She slowly kissed her way down my chest and stomach, the whole time never loosening her grip on my cock. Once down to my cock she rose up and looked at it up close, her warm breath teasing it. Without any coaxing she leaned forward and engulfed about half of my cock in her mouth. My cock is not the longest in the world, about 7 ½” erect, but is wide and thick.
She slowly started to work her mouth up and down on what she had in there. As she would go down on it she would work a little more into her mouth. After about 4 or 5 strokes I felt her lips wrap around the base of my shaft. She held it there, just inside her throat, and rocked her head back and forth while her tongue worked up and down and all around my shaft. The sensation was unbelievable, in all my years I had never felt a blow job this tremendous.
I was in sexual bless. I laid my head back and enjoyed the sensations Patti was providing me. Without knowing it I placed my hand on top of her head, I was about to explode and I guess she sensed it as she increased her rhythm of fucking me with her mouth. I told her I was about to cum and she looked at me her eyes saying it all. She wanted to feel me cum in her throat and mouth.
I could hold back no longer, I pushed upward to meet her rhythm. She never took her eyes off of me as felt my cum enter the shaft of my cock and work its way upward. I grabbed a handful of her luscious red hair and pressed upward shooting what felt like a gallon of cum down her throat. I felt her throat swallow as she was trying to keep up. She pulled back slightly just as the second blast started and I filled her mouth full.
She continued to swallow not losing a drop and never pulling my cock from her mouth. She continued to suck it even as it started to go limp. Once it had stopped pulsing she let it go and moved back up and laid her head on my chest yet again. I was still trying to catch my breath as she giggled at me and asked if I enjoyed myself. I told her it was the best feeling I had ever experienced in my life. She grinned and said I had not felt anything yet.
I discovered Patti was a sexual dynamo. She loved sex and had been cut off once her husband had found out she was pregnant. I asked “How long had it been since a he had had sex with her?”
“I am 6 ½ months pregnant so it has been at least 5 or more months” Patti said in a discussed tone.
“What the hell is wrong with him? If you were my wife you would never get any rest.” I said as I rolled her over and kissed her.
For the next few minutes we laughed about how stupid her husband was, we kissed, we caught our breath. Patti reached down and grasped my cock once again; she looked up at me and asked if I was going to give her pussy some of it. I do not know if it was the way she asked me or the way she was stroking my cock, but it came right to life. I had never been able to recover that fast before.
The look on Patti’s face showed how surprised and anxious she was about it. The look in her eyes fueled the fire in my cock; I could not wait to slide it in her hot pussy. She must have been thinking the same thing as she stared to pull on me to get between her legs. As I did so she started to move her hips in anticipation.
Since she had never let go of my cock as I moved over I let her line it up with her pussy. I pushed forward and felt the head push into her opening. Patti removed her hand and put both of them behind her head. I moved up slightly so I could get more leverage and put her legs so they rested on my chest and shoulders. I thrust forward, slowly sliding my cock into her moist tight hole. The feeling was indescribable, so hot, so tight, every sensory in my cock was being energized.
I pushed until my full length was engulfed in her warm pussy. I pulled her legs forward and thrust my cock in and out of her in a slow deep rhythm. With each thrust Patti would let out a deep erotic sigh. Her pussy sucked and milked my hard cock as it pushed in and out of her. We both were caught up in the sensations we were providing each other.
Patti started to plead “Fuck me Steve, oh god fuck me harder. “
I increased my pace and force I was applying. Patti’s response was immediate, her eyes rolled back in her head and her pussy gripped me even harder. The feeling was so intense; I had never felt anything grasp my cock so tight.
Patti was grunting and moaning by this time, repeated yelling YES. She had lowered her arms and had hold of my waste pulling me into her and controlling the tempo. All of sudden her eyes widened and she started to pull me into her with all her might she repeated yelled for me fuck her.
I started to drive it harder into her, but still held back as I did not want to hurt her, but the motion was enough. She erupted in a shower of orgasms, her pussy sprayed cum everywhere. Her body began to spasm and shake, she continued to groan, grunt, and moan as loudly as she could. The site was more than I could withstand.
She knew I was close and started to beg for me to cum in her. She reached up and took me by the face and begged “Fuck me baby, that’s it fuck me deep. Cum in my pussy baby, I want to feel your hot cum all inside me.”
I could not hold back any longer. With one last push I exploded into the back of Patti’s hot pregnant pussy. Wave after wave of cum spewed from my cock. I was completely lost in my orgasm. I was shaking as I feel back and to the side, trying to catch my breath. Patti rolled over and started kissing all over me, telling me she had never felt a man cum so hard for so long. Through my deep breathes I told her it was because of her and how great she is.
We both took our time to recover holding each other close. Patti started to cry as her head lay on my chest. I rose up and asked what was wrong. She told me “I have never felt anyone so in tune with me before. You seem to know what I need, when I need it, and give it to me exactly on queue. I do not want to scare you but I could easily fall in love with you. Actually I was already starting to and after what I just experienced I feel I will completely.”
She lowered her head, obviously not wanting to see if I was freaking out over her bold statement. I reached down and lifted her head. Her eyes were full of tears and hope, hope that she would hear what she so longed to from me.
I smiled at her and replied “Patti I have been in love with you since the first day I saw you. I want you to be a part of my life; I want you to be my lover for life.”
Patti started to glow. We spent the weekend enjoying each other’s company in and out of the bedroom. We have been together ever since. She gave birth to a beautiful little girl and later a little boy and another beautiful girl. I enjoyed those months of pregnancy sex just as much if not more than when she was not.

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Movie Theatre in the Summer II

After the wild night closing the theatre, I was floating on cloud nine on the two days off I had after that night. I couldn’t believe my luck that I got the hottest girl at the theatre after only a few days. When I returned to work, I was grinning from ear to ear hoping the word had been spread about me and hoping to see Rochelle again.
Keith walked up to me as I was clocking in. He noticed the big grin on my face and smiled himself as he walks up and gives me a high five, “there you go big dog, I told you about this place. All these girls are horny, little devils and ready for some meat.” I laugh at his comment as we leave the break room and head out into the lobby. “Alright who was the lucky girl,” he asked as we pick up our equipment, “you know what don’t say a word, let me guess.” He looked around the room and watched the girl’s faces as we moved around the lobby picking up some loose popcorn. His eyes moves over to Rochelle talking with another girl, she glances and smiles at me as I smile back at her. His jaw hits the floor as we walk around the corner towards the theatre. “No way,” he says bewildered by my luck, “you got Rochelle!” I nod slightly trying to be a gentleman but wanting to scream hell yeah at the same time. “Damn man, she is picky about her men so you got the fucking luck of the draw.” I smiled “really, I was afraid she be the theatre slut,” I said thankful I didn’t get the easiest girl in the place.
“Nope, that honor belongs to her friend,” we moved back around the corner and looked over at Rochelle and the girl with her. “That is Jill, she is the easiest girl here,” he said smiling, “almost every guy has gotten her to show some love and trust me it is worth it.” He pulls me close as we walk back towards the theatre, “she can do some wild stuff and she may have been with a lot of guys but she is a hard girl to keep up with.” I looked at him, “What do you mean…keep up? Is it hard for her to cum?” I asked. “That’s not the problem,” he said shaking his head, “she can is damn good at fucking she can make a guy cum in like 10 seconds.”
My jaw hit the floor, totally amazed as I walked back and took another look at Jill. She only stood about 5’3, maybe 5’2 and had short blond hair and very tight body. Her breasts were perky but not big, and she had an incredibly tight ass. My mind visualized a very tight pussy that squeezes a man dick dry in a matter of moments. My cock started to get hard from the mere thought of her sweet, dripping pussy.
I was shaken out of my fantasy by one of the managers. “J,” she said, “I need to ask you something.” Keith excused himself as I turned around to face Ms. Victoria. She was a tall, red head, soft pale skin woman in her early thirties. Her body had soft curves, beautiful round breasts, and amazing round ass, making her the envy off all the guys. Unfortunatly she had a boyfriend, and hated when the staff looked her over so I came up with a quick glance routine every time she is not looking. “J, I need a favor,” she says, “I’m moving into my boyfriends place next week and he is out of town on business so I need some help with the heavy stuff. Any chance I can get you to help?” “Yeah no problem, do you need me to bring anyone a long or bring anything?” I asked. “No, just need one other body. Not a lot stuff just some heavy things,” she said. “Alright just let me know the details and I’m there.” “Good,” she said, “I’ll give you the address later.” As she walked away I admired her sexy round ass for a few seconds before Rochelle walked up to me. “Hey big boy, need a favor,” she said giving me that sly grin of hers. “Anything,” I said. “Jill and I need a ride. Mine is in the shop and her brother dropped her off and has bailed on her so can you help us.” “Well I don’t get off till 9 tonight is that going to be ok?” I asked. “Sure, we will just grab a movie while we wait then catch up later.” She squeezes my hand as she leaves. My mind racing with thoughts of her breasts and sweet ass fills my head leaving me with a semi-erect cock.
When my shift ended I met up with both Rochelle and Jill. “Hi, nice to finally meet you,” Jill said as I walked up to her and shook her hand. “Very nice to meet you, you ladies ready,” I said as my eyes wondered with excitement over both their bodies. We get in my car, Rochelle in the front seat and Jill in the back. “So how long have you been working at the theatre, Jill?” I asked. “Well about a year now, its good money while I finish up high school,” she said. “What grade you in?” I asked. “Senior this year coming up,” she replied, “and can not wait to get it started.”
Rochelle giggled a little, “I’m sure the school is not ready for you this year Jill.” “Oh hell no, they will not know what hit him,” Jill said. “Really,” I replied, “so what you have in mind this year.” “Well,” Rochelle interrupted before Jill could answer, “how about we show you.” I looked over at Rochelle as the expression on her face turned into a more seductive tone. Showing me her evil grin, her hand slide over and begin to massage my cock. I feel another hand run up and down my chest from behind, then a voice whispers in my ear. “Rochelle here told me all about your fuck in the theatre,” Jill whispered as her hand caressed my chest. Her lips kissing my neck and biting my ear lobe, “and it got me all wet.” I smiled as Rochelle leaned over and slowly undid my pants.
Her hand gliding up and down over my hard cock and Jill’s hands over my chest was making things very difficult for me. The road was becoming less and less important, especially when Rochelle slowly pulled my cock out and began stroking it. “Oh my god,” Jill yelled as Rochelle displayed my long shaft for the world to see. “I told you, he will blow your mind away with this,” Rochelle said as she was stroking it very slowly. She began to lower her head down when suddenly I jolted the car left then back right. “What was that?” Rochelle screamed. “That was me drifting into oncoming traffic,” I said feeling my face become red. “How about we save this till we get to Jill’s house,” I suggested. “Sounds good to me, my parents are out of town for awhile so plenty of time to enjoy that big piece of meat,” Jill said.
As soon as we pulled up into her drive, the girls were out of my car and dragging me inside. We made it to her couch before I was shoved down and my pants being undone again. “Now, where were we,” Jill said as she sat down beside. “Right here,” Rochelle responded by slowly pulling out my cock and slowly stroking it again, spitting on it to lubricate it. “Very nice,” Jill said as she cuddled up next to me, her fingers moving up and down my chest, unbuttoning my shirt as we both watched Rochelle. Rochelle slowly moved her hand up and down my cock, spitting on it to keep it slick as she slowly unbuttoned her top. Her cleavage in full sight as she took her other hand and pulled off my pants after I had slid off my shoes, her eyes watching Jill and I as she slowly ran her tongue over my engorged balls. “That’s right baby, get that cock nice and hard for us,” Jill hissed as her hand moved over her body and then to mine. My eyes looked over as Jill as she began to unbutton her top, her black bra cupping her breast as she threw her top off and then with a single motion her bra fell to the floor exposing her beautiful bounties. Her breasts were about a B cup but were to a point, even her nipples pointed straight out, and her breasts had no sag to them. Her body was tight and muscular as her abdomen sported a six pack and her flexibility showed as she let her hair down, which came about halfway down her back but as she bent her hair graced her sexy ass. As she bent I leaned in and kiss her stomach, my soft lips pressed hard against her hard body, as my hand began to massage her breast. She looked down and smiled as I kissed her body, moaning from my touch.
Rochelle looked up and watched as she slowly rolled her tongue up and long shaft, covering it with her saliva. Rochelle teased my cock head a little by flicking her tongue up and down against it. The sensation caused my body to jump a little from the sensation. Both girls giggled as the saw me flinch. Rochelle then moves her mouth over the head and slowly pushes my cock deep down her mouth and throat, making her gag a little before sliding it out. I moan as one hand massages Jill’s breasts and the other rests on Rochelle’s head. “That’s it, cover the cock girl. We need it ready to fit in our tight pussies,” Jill said. Rochelle moved her mouth up and down over my cock, her saliva dripping from her mouth and covering my cock and balls.
As Rochelle continued to suck on my cock slowly, Jill stood up and slid her pants and thong off. Her legs and thighs incredibly well toned, leading up to her shaven, pierced clit. “Oh damn, you’re pierced?” I asked amazed. “Yeah,” she said as she slid down next to me, “makes it very sensitive,” she said as she grabbed my hand and slid it down over her pussy. My fingers began to rub over her moist lips, pushing against them as I slid them up and down. Rochelle eyes watching us as she stroked and sucked my cock slowly, covering it with her spit. “That’s it, suck the meat. Get my pussy wet and ready baby,” Jill said to both of us. I slid down flat on the couch, lifting Jill up onto my face and burying it deep into her pussy.
“Oh damn,” Jill shouted as I lifted her on top of me, “finally an aggressive guy.” I smiled as I pushed my tongue deep and hard into her pussy as I felt Rochelle begin to move faster on my cock. My tongue working slowly at first, sliding in and out against the lips, till I found the clit. I began to flick my tongue against it, then grinding hard up and down as I felt Jill push down against it. Jill leaned forward and moved her body against my tongue. Rochelle watched as she stroked my cock, keeping it wet and hard. My hands grabbing Jill’s ass as I licked her pussy up and down, sucking hard on her clit. “That’s it, FUCK!” moaned Jill as she arched her back. My hand smacked her ass hard, grabbing it as I continued on assault on her dripping cunt. Her body, grinding harder and harder against my tongue as it pushed against her clit. “God damn, is that cock ready yet!” yelled Jill.
Rochelle giggled and said, “It’s ready and waiting on your pussy to ride it.” Jill pushed off of me and positioned her body over my cock. Rochelle reached into her bag and grabbed a condom, unwrapping it and sliding it over my hard cock. Jill licked her fingers, then rubbed her fingers over her pussy as she descent upon my dick. “Oh, Oh Damn,” she moaned as my cock slowly entered her wet pussy. “Oh god, fuck you’re so big,” Jill said as she slowly lowered herself further on my cock. “I told you slut, this is the one that will break you,” Rochelle said as she moved beside me and watched. Jill stall for a moment as her walls relaxed enough then she down slid further, making it about halfway down before sliding back up. “Oh damn, I might cum now,” Jill said as she began to lower and lift her self off my cock.
Her body shaking as she lowered and lifted off my cock, feeling her walls press hard against my cock. Rochelle slowly pushed her hand down her pants as she watched Jill take my cock on. Jill’s pussy began to stretch more and Jill began to move faster, up and down on my cock. My hand’s squeezing her tits as she rode me faster and faster, spreading her legs wide to take more of my cock inside her. “That’s it, right there baby,” Jill moaned as I pushed up into her tight pussy, pumping deeper and deeper with my cock. “FUCK ME…FUCK ME HARD J,” Jill screamed as I pounded her pussy faster and faster. Feeling my own cock begin to twitch when suddenly, “FUCK,” Jill screamed as her pussy came all over my cock and balls. Dripping with her juices, Jill slid off and fell down onto the floor, breathing hard and shocked.
“God damn, I have never cum that hard,” she giggled as she laid there. Rochelle, the whole time playing with her pussy, got up and pulled off my condom. She began stroking it faster and faster, “cum for me J, cum all over my face baby,” she said as her eyes looked deep into mine. She stroked it faster, squeezing my balls so hard. “Oh shit, I’m going to cum,” I moaned as Rochelle opened her mouth wide and had her tongue covered with load after load of thick cum. She then moved over to Jill, positioned herself over her mouth and dripped my cum from her mouth to Jill’s. “Mmm…now that is some tasty cum,” Jill moaned as they began to kiss each other. Their tongues covered in my thick juices, and then they both leaned back and swallowed it all.
I leaned back on the couch, smiling at both ladies as I watched them. Jill looked over at the clock, “I wondered why you got him off so early, you two need to go,” Jill said. “Why,” I asked, “thought your folks were gone?” “Yeah, but my boyfriend will be here soon and he is expecting me alone,” Jill said with a grin on her face. She leaned over and kissed me then we all got dressed. Rochelle and me got into my car and headed for her place. “So what about you, want to find a quiet spot and take care of you,” I asked. “Sorry babe, but it’s my time of the month,” she said with a little sad look on her face. “But next week that cock is mine so you better be ready for a long day.”

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The French Student Ch.1

Hi guys, I made a new account after I forgot the password to my old one (slpher5050). Not a copypasta. Chapter 2 will be coming soon!

My Niece Mary Jane , Part 2 Sunday morning

Unfortunately, it was around nine AM Sunday when I woke up, to find that I was still alone in my bed, and the wet dreams that I may have had had been just that wet dreams. I noticed that the door to the guest room was closed, so I went about my morning business and descended to the kitchen to get the coffee going. It looked as though it was going to be a bright warm sunny day as I took my first cup out on to the deck and settled myself down. It was not before I had finished my second cup of java that I heard movement in the kitchen, my wife came out with the coffee pot asking if I wanted a refill of what was left or if I wanted to wait until she made a fresh pot. My wife usually wears a full set of girly pajamas to bed so most times she does not have to wear a gown to be decently covered up. This morning however she came out on the open deck dressed in the skimpiest, shortest night gown if that is what it could be called. It was tied loosely at her waste, allowing me to see almost all the wonderful naked body that was underneath. It was not that it mattered that much, as the material was so thin, the sunlight had transformed the gown into almost no covering at all, my wife might as well have been stark naked, for all the protection the gown gave her.
I was very slow with my reply, not wanting her to slip back into the house, decided that I would accept a refill of the old coffee , even if it might be a bit stale, after all I had made it much earlier that morning. I was bright enough however to leave my cup on the side table completely opposite my wife. When she leaned her body across mine, to fill the cup, I managed to pull at the tie cord, loosening the material of the gown so that I could reach up and grab hold of her bare left tit. My wife did not chide me nor pull back like she had in the past, she allowed me to play with her tit, to caress it, to squeeze it, to pinch at her nipple and bring it to life, making it emerge from her areole and extend itself quite firmly. To my entire surprise, my wife put the coffee pot down, and turned to face me, spreading her legs open on either side of mine. She bent her body forward offering free access to her nakedness, she bent further seeking to attach her lips to mine, at the same time allowing the little short gown to slide from her body to the floor of the deck.
It had been a long time since I had had my wife out in the open, naked like she was then, a long time since we had enjoyed the simple pleasure of each other’s body. I did not quite understand what was feeding her sexual appetite, but I was not going to try to figure it out, I was going to seize every opportunity to enjoy what she was offering me. As we continued kissing, my wife grabbed my free hand and slipped it down between her legs, where contrary to coming into contact with her lovely silky pussy hairs, I found my fingers brushing up against her bald cunt lips. This unexpected contact caused my cock to surge to its full blown size, making me squirm in the chair to eliminate some discomfort. My wife taking advantage of this movement slipped her hand down into my pajamas and pulled my rigid manhood out into the fresh air. She used her slender fingers to stroke it in such a manner that she managed to make it surge to even a greater length.
Satisfied with her efforts to extract the maximum of my appendage, she descended between my legs and took my cock into her mouth and went at it with her tongue. I set my head back against the chair, placed my hands on my wife’s head and let my body react to her wonderful manipulations. Taking her time, my wife brought me to the edge several times, causing me to flex and grunt with great passion, certainly to my wife’s satisfaction. Finally with the greatest of care I felt my wife tug at the band of my pajamas, trying to pull them off my lower body, so I lifted my ass off the chair allowing her to slid them down around my ankles. With this completed she reached for my ball sac and proceeded to stroke it softly at first then with an increased vigour. I sensed the build up of my seed way down, it was at first a tingling feeling, then it became a more urgent sensation , then suddenly I felt my wife’s finger insert itself in my rectum, producing a powerful explosion that caused me to evacuate a great deal of warm white liquid, pouring it forcefully into my wife’s waiting mouth.
I opened my eyes, I wanted to see my wife take my seed, well I wanted to see how much I was shooting , how much she was able to hold. I wanted to see my seed dripping from the crease of her lips, I wanted to see her swallowing. When I opened my eyes however, I was almost shocked to see Mary Jane standing beside us watching my wife sucking me off. She was standing, dressed in almost the identical gown that my wife had on, or at least had worn earlier. It was untied, hanging open. Mary Jane was playing with herself, she had one hand working her tits, pulling at her little nipples, while the other hand was very busy working her cunt. She much have inserted at least three fingers from what I could tell in her little hole. Mary Jane was so close to us that I could see her juices running down her legs, almost in as great quantity as I was emitting.
It was very difficult to divide my vision between them, I really wanted to watch my wife taking my seed down her throat, but Mary Jane was also a delicious sight standing there masturbating her young body. The dilemma was solved rather quickly, once my wife realized there was no more to suck from my cock, she rose and mashed her body with Mary Jane’s. My wife brought her lips to Mary Jane’s and from what I could tell proceeded to push some of my cum into Mary Jane’s receptive mouth, at the same time pushing the gown completely from her body. I watched as my wife’s hands replaced those of Mary Jane’s as she proceeded to bring Mary Jane to climax while they stood exposed out on the back deck that beautiful Sunday morning. In a short time my wife had Mary Jane to the point she wanted, I watched as Mary Jane bucked and vibrated, shuddered and shook, almost to the point of collapsing in my wife’s arms. When she was allowed release she howled so loud I was concerned that we might have disturbed the neighbours, or at least had caused them to question what the hell was going on over at our place. It did not however appear to faze my wife at all, as she kept working Mary Jane’s body parts allowing her no reprieve at all. It was almost like my wife had turned sadistic and was enjoying taking advantage of her young niece.
Finally my wife could no longer hold Mary Jane’s body in a standing position and allowed her to slip down on to the floor of the deck. She then moved back over to me and sat her sweaty, shining body down into my lap, placed her arms around my neck, and sought out my mouth with her wonderful sexy lips. We must have all dozed off in our positions as the next thing I knew was that I needed to piss really bad, almost to the point of having done so unintentionally while I sat there in my deck chair holding my wife in my lap. Stirring carefully, I gently shook my wife, awaking her from what ever dream she had been involved in and told her of my problem. She responded telling me it was a good thing that I had not released myself on the deck as we had already dripped enough body liquids on the deck as it were. My wife nudged me in the direction of Mary Jane, who lay sprawled out where she had been dropped, suggesting that we pick her up and take her inside so that she would not get sunburned. My wife told me to carry her up and put her in the tub as she needed to be rinsed down a bit.
I carried this poor spent naked body from the deck and carefully deposited her in our tub, then moved over to the toilet to take care of my problem. My wife who had followed us, looked at me then started out saying that perhaps I could, do something for her. Then continued that perhaps it was a bit too early for her to take Mary Jane that far along, but added that she would like to hold the hose while I released the liquid into the bowl. The piss flowed in great force from my hose as I realized that my wife had almost suggested that I provide Mary Jane with a golden shower as she lay exhausted in our tub. I hoped perhaps that what every my wife had gotten into with Mary Jane was not just a one time deal and there might be another opportunity down the road to release my hot piss on to this lovely young naked nymph.
Once I had finished my business, my wife insisting on shaking the last drops from my cock on to her fingers which immediately were taken into her mouth . I was ushered out of the room and told to wash up in the downstairs facilities. It was almost one o’clock before everyone found themselves back in the kitchen. My wife stating that perhaps it would be best if we went out to brunch as they were too exhausted to make anything to eat. This of course was fine with me. I had no objection to taking to lovely girls out on the town, especially after the treat they had provided me. My wife asked for a few more minutes to get ready, pulling Mary Jane back upstairs, telling me to lock up and go start the car.
The girls came out of the house, all done up, almost in the same outfit, they certainly could pass for mother and daughter, even older sister and younger sister , not quite even in their ages, but close enough as far as my eyes were concerned. Both were wearing light sleeveless blouses, Bermuda shorts and sandals that were laced part way up their legs, two beauties they were , it went without saying. As my wife got into the car it was easy to see she was wearing a bra, so I glanced in the rearview mirror to see if I could tell the same of Mary Jane, unfortunately I was able to confirm my fears, she also was wearing a bra. I figured if they had bras on them more than likely had panties to boot, and that any fun and games that I thought might be played out were quashed.
The restaurant that I had chosen for brunch was busy so we had a choice of standing in line, or sitting in the bar, where of course you were expected to order an alcoholic beverage. As we had not eaten since the night before I suggested we order a light ros?ine, that would not interfere too much with our lack of food, and might even help prepare our stomachs for the delights that we could smell coming from the dinning area. By the time we had finished our second glass, about half the bottle we were called to be seated. Fortune would have it that we were directed to a side seat, located in an alcove like part of the room, slightly off from the main stream of things, decorated with large leafy plants. There may have been six or eight of these types of seats and we were offered the third from last, making the walk from the food center to our seat not as far as the customers seated in the last seats, yet not as close to the food that a hungry person might want to be. It was however a comfortable spot, with a window that looked out towards the park, it was kind of cozy, it was public yet private just what the doctor ordered for three frisky loving people.
We settled in at first a girl on each side of me while we took in the situation we found ourselves in, commenting on the lovely open scene that the window provided, as well as the privacy of the area that the large leaf like plants provided. It was almost as though we were all alone, isolated, insulated from the outside world, yet we were surrounded by the goings on of the restaurant. I let the girls go get their plates first as I wanted to watch my two lovely ladies parade back and forth from the table. It was indeed a sight to watch those two tight bottoms wiggle as they walked towards the food counters. Needless to say my wife accentuated her walking moves as she sauntered back towards me, putting on a great show, for any of those patrons sitting at the tables in the first few alcoves. For a man I could not have wished for more, my wife was it she was great, more than great , I was sure that every one looking her way knew it as well.
Once she had taken her seat I left to go fill my plate, meeting Mary Jane who was on her way back. I held her up just long enough to place an Uncle type kiss on her cheek, and tell her how beautiful she looked, and how jealous the other men were that she was with me and not them, causing her to flush pink in the face. The girls were in deep conversation when I arrived back at the table, both providing me with a sneaky little grin as I took my place to the left of my wife. I was allowed to let my hand slip down on to my wife’s upper thigh and let it lie quietly with out any complaint. In fact as I began massaging a small area on her thigh , I noticed that she had placed her left hand down on to Mary Jane’s right thigh and was copying my movements. I was not certain if this was planned or just happened to develop in that manner, but I thought I would test things to see. I increased the size of the area I was rubbing, and at the same time leaned into my wife and kissed her just below the ear lope. No sooner than I had broken the kiss, I felt her slant her body towards Mary Jane and do the same.
These mimicking actions I figured could only mean one thing , the games were still on . I then I thought maybe it was just a fluke situation so I gave it a rest and continued to finish the food on my plate, while attempting to take part in the conversation of the moment. I decided to push things a bit more, making my actions a bit more daring, so I removed my left hand from my wife’s upper leg and sent my arm around her shoulders. Nothing was done to stop me at that point, so I eased the fingers on my left hand down in front of my wife’s upper body . I slipped them in under the opening of the sleeve of her blouse and rubbed her bare skin. How my wife did it I do not know, but she managed to get her own left arm up and around Mary Jane and copied my exact movement.
Eureka I thought this was fun , I was going to take things as far as I could , before getting stopped, or getting caught by the waitress, or perhaps a restaurant patron.
I decided to see just how far I was going to be allowed to go, so turning in my seat I placed my right hand on my wife’s knee and squeezed firmly, but with a gentleness, that I could afford, after all going slow was key to this trial run. I turned to look her in the face, then as I applied pressure with my left hand to the upper potion of her chest, I slipped my right hand in under the material of her shorts as far as I could, then dragged my finger nails back over the inside of her upper thigh. This accomplished I twisted my body back into the normal sitting position and finished cleaning my plate. Immediately my wife turned towards Mary Jane, and certainly must have done the same thing, only she may have gotten her hand further up Mary Jane’s bare leg as I heard a distinct gasp exiting her pretty lips, just at the moment the waitress stopped to refill our coffee cups.
My wife paid no attention to the waitress at all, and simply repositioned herself in her seat . Telling Mary Jane it was time to return to the food counter and see what other delicacies they could find, they left leaving me to deal with any situation that might be brought up. The waitress , I must say was very professional. She did not mention, nor look like she was going to broach the matter. She offered to come back when the ladies returned to fill their cups, rather than leave a full cup to get cold, then she exited the area quickly. When the girls did return , I could tell there was something different in the way they were moving, but it was not until they were almost at the table that I noticed several upper buttons on their blouses had been undone. If it was evident to me , it certainly was to any of the other patrons, they were showing a large amount of bare chest , in fact you could clearly see that their colored bras were showing. Upon closer inspection, that perhaps only I was afforded as they reached the table I could tell that both were wearing bras that had the clasp in the front.
I left the two of them giggling senselessly to go get myself another plate of some of the most wonderful restaurant food I had seen in a while. I had however to take a moment to go relieve the pressure from all the coffee I had drunk so far. It was perhaps ten may be fifteen minutes before I returned to the table . I could see my girls once again in deep conversation, my wife holding Mary Jane’s face in her hands talking quietly. At first I began to slip in once again beside my wife, however she motioned for me to slip in on the other side, effectually squeezing Mary Jane between us. I figured in this position I would not be able to play any further games, because my wife had placed herself out of my reach. I shrugged, feeling good that I had already managed to get a little , and went about consuming the delicacies that I had brought from the food counter paying little attention to the two girls.
About fifteen minutes had gone by when suddenly I felt my wife reach over and touch my right hand, motioning for me to put down my fork. Once that was accomplished she tugged my right hand down under the table and set it on Mary Jane’s left thigh, pushing it in the same rubbing motion that I had done earlier on her own upper thigh. Now this was not quiet what a gentlemanly Uncle should be doing, but as it was my wife who was really directing things, I did not stop her , nor pull my hand back, in fact I began to enjoy the heated sensation that was rising from Mary Jane’s leg. My wife left my hand to continue by itself, and moved her own over to Mary Jane’s other thigh once again mimicking my movements causing Mary Jane’s to sound off with a series of very low moans. We continued these antics for perhaps five or ten minutes, before Mary Jane’s shifted slightly in her seat , spreading her legs as wide as she could, pushing her left leg hard against me, as no doubt she did with her right against my wife’s. This opened up a whole new area on which to rub, cautiously however, I eased my rubbing fingers closer to the inside of her thigh, pushing up towards the center of her young limbs. You could hear Mary Jane taking deep breaths as my fingers crept closer and closer towards that special little spot of hers. Eventhough she had spread herself wide, there was not all that much room and when my fingers reached a certain point them came into contact to my surprise with my wife’s, she also had sent her finger creeping up Mary Jane’s inner thigh, it was no wonder the poor girl was making those sounds.
I guess I was just about to reach the epicenter of things when my wife turned in her seat and clamped her right hand onto mine holding it still with a firm grip. She then turned sideways in her seat, facing both myself and little Mary Jane who was now sitting between us and reached for my left hand. She slipped it under the material of Mary Jane’s blouse, where it came to rest on bare flesh, extracting a low groan from some where far inside her lungs. My hand was left hanging, placed firmly against Mary Jane’s lower torso and left on its own while my wife fiddled at the front of Mary Jane’s blouse. I could feel Mary Jane’s body quivering as my hand lay there on her soft bare skin, quivering perhaps in anticipation, quivering with perhaps a bit of anxiety, or fear of what might happen I did not know . I was beginning to be anxious to see what my wife’s next move would be. Having finished what ever she was doing with the front of Mary Jane’s blouse, I found her hand back on top of mine, applying pressure , pushing both our hands firmly on to Mary Jane’s body. Then my wife moved our hands upwards, not quickly but very slowly, almost excruciating slow . Mary Jane tightened her body muscles, seemingly almost holding her breath. This caused her upper chest to expand, pushing her tits out even further, and I guess this is what my wife was waiting for , or expecting, as she seized that moment to direct my hand higher, until I felt it tangle in some loose material . My wife lifted our hands outward just a bit , allowing them to slip further up and to my immediate pleasure settle quite nicely on Mary Jane’s bare tit. It appeared that my wife had undone the front clasp holding the bra cups together .
Mary Jane sounded out with a deep almost very loud gasp as my wife settle my hand on her left tit, squeezing my fingers gently on to her soft warm breast. My wife withdrew her own hand leaving me to continue on my own. I tried to watch both girls, Mary Jane’s facial expressions were captivating, however I was very curious as to what my wife would succeed in doing next. Indeed it did not take but a few seconds before I realized that my wife had moved her now free hand over onto Mary Jane’s right tit. There we were, two mature adults, sitting at the table in a none too unoccupied restaurant, playing with , well perhaps mauling at a young girl’s naked breast, causing her to squirm from the sensations she was experiencing while we proceeded uninterrupted.
I was certain that my wife had not taken her other hand from Mary Jane’s leg, she was still rubbing that part of her anatomy. I could not see, but I could guess from the moaning and groaning noises Mary Jane was emitting, that my wife had her hand much further up her inner thigh than mine had been. Mary Jane must have been in the throes of ecstasy for not only was she pushing her upper torso forward in an attempt to keep the pressure of our hands on her tits constant, but she was gyrating the lower portion of her body, moving her bottom back and forth along the seat where we were sitting. Suddenly Mary Jane began to utter different sounds, urgent sounds of “ Uh! , Uh!, Oh!, Oh! Aw!, Aw! ” from what I can remember, sharp little grunts that came quicker and quicker.
It was at that moment that my wife pulled her hand from where it had been below the table and reached over and took my hand away from Mary Jane’s soft warm tit. If Mary Jane was surprised, I was more than taken back, at first I thought that my wife had noticed someone at , or coming towards our table in our out of the way spot, but when I looked around I saw nothing at all. I looked back at Mary Jane to see a poor girl gasping at release , wanting to cum, wanting to continue, sheer desperation showed in her face. My wife brought the fingers of the hand that had been below the table to her nose inhaling I am convinced the sweet smell of Mary Jane’s scent. She then bent towards Mary Jane and whispered in her ear, nothing however that I could decipher.
The expression that appeared on Mary Jane’s face, appeared to be one of pure fear, or almost, her normal pink coloring drained from her cheeks, she turned pure white, as though she was in shock. Several minutes passed before I detected movement on Mary Jane’s part, she cleared her throat, trying hard to swallow I assumed. I watched the color come back to her face, turning it a vivid pink. She eased her hands down below the table and fiddle with what I found out later to be her belt and the zipper of her Bermuda shorts. Mary Jane then lifted her bottom and began to pull at the material of her shorts, moving it over and off her hips and slide it along her thighs, past her knees which then allowed it to fall down around her ankles and settle on the floor of the restaurant’s alcove. Once this was accomplished Mary Jane sat back on to the seat, either waiting for my wife and I to continue where we had left off, or get the courage to do more That was I what I thought, perhaps she was waiting for my wife to whisper instructions to her once again.
Mary Jane was staring straight ahead, looking over the table , above the food and dishes that were there, across the area in which we were seated, over to the leafy green of the plants that were offering us some privacy from the rest of the restaurant patrons. It was like she had tunnel vision, seeking to fix her sight on or at on point in particular . Then carefully, slowly, cautiously she reached for the opening of her blouse, and began undoing the remaining buttons one at a time. I watched as she completed this task with great anxiety, here we were letting a young girl undress herself in the middle of the day, in the middle of a busy restaurant. I knew for a fact that her brassiere had been undone, so once her blouse was undone, she risked being placed in a very delicate situation, if the blouse opened too far, her entire upper body would be very exposed indeed.
Now I had no idea what my wife had whispered earlier to Mary Jane ,so I could not believe my eyes when I saw her, as she unfastened the last button, open her blouse completely, move it and her loose bra off her shoulders and let them drop down behind her on to the seat. I was astonished, Mary Jane was now naked exposed out in public, her tits showing above the table top, her two nipples poking out rigid from her areolas. She made no move to cover her beauty, she simply lowered her arms to her sides and waited. At once my wife reacted, she turned her body towards Mary Jane, sending one hand down below the table, the other to pinch at an elongated nipple causing Mary Jane to flinch. My wife then spoke to me in a low voice , she told me that it would be quite alright if I wanted to play with Mary Jane’s left tit. I was however to keep my hands away from the lower portion of her body. Immediately I attached myself to Mart Jane’s tit, I was not going to miss this opportunity. I started to roll Mary Jane’s left nipple between my finger and my thumb, enjoying the sensation of the rubbery like feeling of this young lassie. Mary Jane went ballistic with both of us pinching at her nipples, my wife no doubt using her other hand to stimulate her nether-land.
I was at first a bit nervous and concerned, now that Mary Jane was moaning and groaning very loudly. I was certain that those sitting in the neighbouring booths could hear her. I was about to say something to my wife, but I guess she was watching my reaction to all this lovely noise, for she suddenly stuck her tongue out and made a flicking motion to me, then she turned her tongue towards Mary Jane. Not being too stupid I figured she wanted me to use my tongue to further stimulate Mary Jane’s nipple or whole breast so I complied leaving my thoughts of being discovered hanging in the air . Once I had fixed my mouth to Mary Jane’s tit, my wife pressed her own mouth over Mary Jane’s, effectively cutting off most of her sounds. Seconds, perhaps minutes or so passed as we continued to abuse Mary Jane there at the table, before her movements became erratic, uncontrollable. Her almost naked breasts were moving every which way making it difficult to keep my mouth fixed on her tit. As suddenly as she had begun , she stopped, she moved her upper body back into the seat , lifted her lower body upwards almost striking a prone position and shook or shuttered, her whole body convoluting, Then she dropped back, her body going limp, so much so that we had to grab onto her to avoid having her slide off the seat onto the floor. Mary Jane had released her orgasm, she demonstrated to me at least that it had been one hell of a cum.
We allowed Mary Jane to lay sideways between us sort of taking her out of any direct view from inside the restaurant , letting her ride ,out the rest of the spasm that I could see rippling through her sweaty little body. Satisfied that Mary Jane was securely settled as not to roll off the seat, my wife once again sent her delicate finger creeping up her inner thigh. Snaking up and slipping under the loose leg band of Mary Jane’s panties I watched as my wife worked her magic. When she extracted her fingers I could see the glistening wetness of Mary Jane’s body fluids dripping off the ends. My wife immediately brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean of those lovely juices. My wife took great care to exaggerate her motions, making certain that not one single drop of this precious liquid was lost, She then licked her lips in such a manner that I released a low primeval groan from deep inside. Returning her fingers, she pulled at the material of Mary Jane’s panties exposing her bare little cunt to my eyes and provided me with a detailed viewing scene as she slipped them once again deep into Mary Jane’s love tunnel. My wife plunged her fingers not so gently into Mary Jane’s causing the little limp body to jerk several times before she pulled them back out, covered this time is with perhaps a more lucid coating of fluids. To my delight instead of taking her finer to her mouth she raised her hand and presented the finger at my lips. Needless to say I wasted no time if taking her fingers into my mouth and savouring the wonderful exotic taste of our young Mary Jane.
We began to notice that the sun had moved a great deal from the position it had occupied in the window, so we decided that we had better get moving along, if we did not want to run into to problem at the restaurant. My wife revived Mary Jane gently, telling her we had to prepare to leave. Upon opening her eyes, Mary Jane looked directly at me and smiled one of those warm smiles of hers, she took my hand and brought to her mouth gave it several loving kisses then returned it to my lap. We helped her on with her blouse, my wife indicating that she need not replace the bra as the day was still young, then assisted her with her Bermuda shorts. Fortune would have it just as we had managed to compose ourselves the waitress came along with our bill , telling us that the dining room was to be closing in several minutes. She lingered a bit, seemingly shy but I could not tell, so I asked if everything was alright, the bill, the means of payment, only to receive somewhat of an embarrassed reply.
There had been nothing at all wrong with any thing, if fact we had been delightful customers, if fact she went on to say she had appreciated our visit more than most. I must have looked a bit confused, for the young lady continued telling us that much of her time had been spent standing on the other side of those big green leafy plants. She wanted to know if next time we chose this particular restaurant, we could ask for her as our waitress. She said she could arrange things so that she could be our real personal server, in a more private way, willing to do our biding in any way we wished . She continued on, turning a bright color of red telling us she had really enjoyed the expos?f our young charge, the delicate way we had handled things .
She wanted to let us know that she would be delighted to be included in such fun and games if we ever decided a repeat undertaking was necessary. She complimented Mary Jane on her lovely body telling her that she wished she had not been so far off so that she could have seen better and wished that she might be taken care of like that one day. Dianna, as she called herself, gave my wife her telephone number then whispered a few more sentences before she began to excuse herself for being so forward, as that was not really her style, but she really liked what she had seen and could not take the chance to miss an opportunity to speak with us.
All this time our Mary Jane was standing there listening, but fixed in a position that looked to me like she was shocked now knowing someone had been watching her perform , watching her undress, watching her cum, her face was just about a red as was Dianna’s. My wife looked at me for a moment, then told me to go speak with the Maitre d’ and tell him how pleased we had been with Dianna’s service, telling me she needed a few minutes alone with the girls. I did as I was told, but as I was real curious as to what was happening back at the table. I snuck back a bit quicker, stopping by the spot Dianna had pointed out as her spying position. I got back just in time to see Dianna breaking off from what it looked like where I was standing a real passion kiss with our Mary Jane. What surprised me even more was that Mary Jane was standing there with all her clothing at her feet she was bare naked, this time her panties had been taken off also . Dianna then moved away from Mary Jane allowing her to redress herself and began talking with my wife while she sucked on her fingers. Figuring I had missed all of the good stuff, I gave Mary Jane time enough to button up, then I eased myself back into the hall and entered the area of the alcove trying very hard not to let on that I knew the girls had had a little play time.
Dianna our kindly waitress escorted us to the front of the restaurant, all the time kindly expressing her gratitude of our patronage, while walking beside Mary Jane, one hand pressed to the small of her back, the other delicately stroking her bare arm. I was wondering if she was over compensating for the treat she had been allowed, was genuinely taken by Mary Jane, or simply wanted to keep sensations of the event in the forefront of things. It was easy to tell she wanted nothing better than another opportunity to kiss Mary Jane goodbye, unfortunately there were too many people at the entrance to do so, Dianna conveyed once again the message that she would be very pleased to serve our needs anytime we so chose and left us to return to her duties.

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Summer Vacation part 8

I stand there with Imelda for a few moments when I see people coming out of the tattoo parlor. Smitty along with his father and about five or six bikers look like they’re about to head out. Imelda looks up at me and I can see she’s still upset about what happened.
“We should move on Blaze now,” Imelda tells me,” He’ll be out tonight and you can get him to talk.”
“Babe so you want me to go from taking him out to looking for a fight,” I ask shaking my head.
“Well either you do something or Carlos and the boys will. Just telling you our family doesn’t let shit sit for too long,” Imelda says breaking the hug.
I watch Imelda get back on her bike and peel out of the parking lot. A heavy hand on my shoulder lets me know the old man is there.
“Problems kid,” the Old Man asks.
“Way too many, at least in real war you usually know who is gunning for you,” I say plainly.
“Well first thing to figure out is who you trust, then put everyone’s feet on hot coals and see who wants to tell you the truth first,” the Old man says before heading over to his bike.
“Need to see you out at the airfield tonight,” Smitty tells me from his own bike.
I nod and watch the Union leave the parking lot. I grab my helmet when I get tapped on the shoulder. It’s Vicki standing with her helmet.
“I need a ride,” Vicki says smirking.
I shake my head at her; she’s wearing jean shorts and white tight tank top with cowgirl boots. I pull my helmet on and start the bike before starting to leave.
“Hey I really need a ride,” Vicki yells over my engine.
“And I really need to get back to my girlfriend,” I tell her stopping the advance.
“It’s just a ride,” Vicki says placing her ass on the back of my bike.
I realize I’m probably going to die either by Smitty or my girlfriends but Vicki has her arms wrapped around my waist as I decide to pull out of the lot. We’re speeding down the road and Vicki feels like she has more experience on the back of a bike than I do driving it. I pull to the side of the road for a minute and text Mark and ask him where he’s at then shoot Kori a text with the same. Mark Jr. says he’s heading back home and Kori says they’ll be back about five thirty. I let both of them know to get ready to head out at about seven because we have plans. I drive back home with Vicki still on the back and see that nobody is home but Rosa as I get the bike in the garage.
“Holy shit, your garage is almost as big as the shop,” Vicki says following me to my room.
“Not my garage, it belongs to the people who live here,” I tell her once we’re in my room.
“Wait, you don’t live here,” Vicki asks staring at my room.
“I’m just visiting my biological mother,” I tell her pulling my coat off and sitting on my couch.
“So I can get a ride out tonight,” Vicki asks sitting on the other end of the couch.
“To the airfield, you’re gonna have to either get one from Mark or call your dad,” I tell her keeping to my end of the couch.
“So I can get a ride here but you won’t take me to the airfield,” Vicki asks moving over next to me.
I hear Mark’s car come up the driveway and as soon as it’s parked in the garage and I hear him walking through the house. I call down to him and wait, as soon as he gets to my room and sees Vicki his mood goes from indifferent to a little shocked.
“Oh, hi Vicki. It’s really good to see you again,” Mark says.
“Hi Mark, so could you leave us alone for a while, I need a ride somewhere and I’m trying to talk to Guy about getting one from him,” Vicki says ignoring Mark.
“Hey man, got a big thing going on tonight and I need someone smart and big. You wanna come,” I tell Mark as Vicky starts to cuddle up to me.
I watch Mark’s face go from hurt by Vicki’s dismissal to puzzlement at the invitation. I know he has questions; I check my phone’s clock and see it’s only four. Girls are still gonna be out for two more hours. I know Kori said five thirty but she’s shopping so I bet on six.
“So you think there’s going to be some trouble,” Mark asks folding his arms.
“I know there’s going to be something exciting, and that’s not counting the cars, bikes, racers and the women,” I watch Mark’s face change as I say women.
“I’ll be ready, we leave at six,” Mark asks.
I nod and hear him say something about a carwash as he closes the door and starts heading down stairs. I listen to Mark’s car head back out of the driveway and turn my attention back to Vicki, I finally notice her brunette hair has some red highlights and is shaved on the sides a little.
“Can I get a ride on your bike,” Vicki purrs crawling up my body like a cat.
“Ya know, I already promised a ride to my girlfriend,” I reply keeping my hands off,” I’ll let you ride with Mark or Imelda but my ride is for Kori tonight.”
“You’re no fun,” Vicki says starting to pull back.
I let her get some separation between us before I wrap my arms up around her body, one holding Vicki’s waist and the other with a handful of hair on the back of her head. I feel Vicki tense up but instead of pulling away she grinds her hips against mine.
“Oh that’s why I never fucked Mark,” Vicki says trying to kiss me.
“No, you don’t get kissed. You want to take my girl’s place and think I’m going to reward you after I said no? This is where you gave me shit now I give you a fucking,” I growl.
I shove Vicki to the other side of the couch and start to undo my pants, Vicki pulls her top off and I see black bikini top instead of a bra. I’m a little hard but I watch as Vicki continues to strip down until she’s wearing just a bikini bottom. I watch her start to lean forward to suck me off but instead I grab the hair on the top of her head and pull Vicki off the couch to her knees. I don’t know why but I’m really angry, Jackie keeping her distance from me then hiding her new guy, the arguing with Imelda and being called a coward by everyone. This will be better than jumping the gun as I start force feeding my cock into Vicki’s mouth. I feel myself go all the way down and into her throat before pulling back half way and gagging her again. I feel her start to cough a little before I take myself out of her mouth, a trail of drool stretching from my cock head to her open mouth.
“Come on… I saw you fight Blaze… make it really hard,” Vicki gasps.
The little bitch wants more, I don’t know if I’m more angry that she wants in or happy that she’s willing. I pull Vicki by her hair over to the bed and back her up against it keeping her on her knees. I see she’s keeping her arms behind her back and once I have her head pinned in place I push my cock all the way back into Vicki’s throat. I wait till she starts to struggle for air then back up all the way and start fucking her face fast. I’m hard and want to cum but I am still angry and need more, I bury my cock all the way down her throat again and keep the pressure on till I start to feel Vicki try to struggle for air. I wait till she starts to hit my thighs with her hands before pulling my out of Vicki’s mouth, I listen as she coughs and tries to compose herself for another face fucking. As soon as she starts to open her mouth I pull Vicki up by her hair and give her a light slap on the cheek.
“More bitch,” I ask Vicki.
“Sure unless you’re done and want me to hold you,” Vicki says trying to smile.
I smile as I turn Vicki around and push her onto the bed; I watch her start to crawl up the bed and squat on all fours. I move on top of Vicki pushing her body against the bed, I pull her bikini bottom aside and take my cock still covered in Vicki’s spit and start rubbing against her asshole.
“Oh no, wait a min…,” Vicki says as I push my cock up her ass.
Vicki clenches up her asshole but I’ve got my entire body weight and that lets me slowly push down into her ass. Thanks to her spit lube job on my cock it doesn’t take long till I’m buried all the way in. I grunt and feel the warmth of Vicki’s asshole wrapped around my cock, I take notice of Vicki biting the comforter on the bed and grab her hair like a handle and turn it so I can see her face. I make eye contact and back up my cock till only the last inch is inside her and slam all the way back into her ass causing us both to grunt loudly. I back up and slam in again taking long hard strokes into Vicki’s asshole, we’re both grunting and the sound of my hips slapping against her ass. I get an odd feeling and turn to see the door cracked open, I could have sworn that it was closed but I turn my attention back to the bitch beneath me.
I’m pounding Vicki’s ass harder and I pull her face out of the blanket. I grind my cock and hips against Vicki’s ass trying to feel as much of her ass around my cock as possible. I feel a slap on my ass and look to see Vicki has moved her arm around and is trying to either slap my ass and hip or grab my pants. I start to feel that tingle in the base of my cock and resume my pounding of Vicki’s asshole.
“Oh shit…. You’re fuckin’ cumming….,” Vicki says turning her head to see my face.
I grunt and start cumming in Vicki’s ass, it’s hard and I let the rush take me. I can feel her moving underneath me, grinding her ass up into my crotch as she cums from me dumping a load in her. We lay on the bed sweating and breathing heavy. I pull off of Vicki and let my cock fall out of her asshole. I back up off the bed and after putting my cock away I head to the bathroom to clean up. On my way back I can see Rosa downstairs looking like she’s heading out for the day in her regular clothes. I nod to her and head back to my room to see Vicki has clean up and is putting her clothes back on.
“Jesus I need to get fucked like that more often,” she says pulling her shorts up.
“Yeah well don’t get used to it,” I tell her sitting back down on the couch.
“Hey, asshole I ain’t asking for a lot here. Now you wanna tell me what the fuck is going on that makes you treat my ass like a punching bag,” Vicki asks sitting down on the bed.
“Got some real shit I’m dealing with and since you didn’t want to take no for an answer I fucked you so that you’d get a clue,” I reply still angry.
“Fuck that, when it’s all done tonight bring me with you and I’ll talk with your girlfriend about getting you to calm down,” Vicki tells me relaxing on my couch.
I explain to her what that I need her to help Kori when she gets here and make sure she looks like she belong. Vicki agrees and asks how tough Kori is, I tell her to keep an eye on her the whole night if Vicki wants to come back here. I flip on the TV and we relax till I hear a car pulling up, I motion for Vicki to wait as I head down to greet the girls. About the time I get to the garage I can see that everyone had a great time and probably spent more money than they needed to. I help out grabbing bags and watch as Kori gets to my room before I do.
“Wait a minute, who are you,” I hear Vicki say as I drop Kori’s bags inside the door.
“I’m his girlfriend,” Kori tells her smiling,” Baby look at me.”
I stop and let Kori take hold of my head, she looks me in the eyes and I can tell she’s trying to read me. I watch as she softens for a bit then get her resolve. Kori lets my head go and closes the door.
“So it’s that bad baby,” Kori says starting to go through her new clothing.
“Yeah, and people want me to lead the charge,” I tell Kori sitting down on the couch.
“Okay first off YOU’RE his girlfriend? What the hell does that make Imelda,” Vicki asks a little stunned.
“Oh that would make Imelda his girlfriend too. We all bring something different to the relationship and he keeps us all very satisfied,” Kori says smiling lightly.
I let the girls go over what to wear and Kori even let’s Vicki wear a few items. I watch as they grab a makeup kit and head down to the bathroom to continue the process. Abigail and Bethany both head out of their rooms and watch the other girls as they pass by. I grab my phone and text Carlos and tell him that we’re going to meet up at his home at six thirty and to not leave until I get there; I shoot Imelda a message saying I need her to keep everyone there and tell her what I told Carlos. I get confirmation from both of them and put my phone back in my pocket. I wait and soon enough the girls head back in all ready to leave, Vicki is still has her jean shorts and a tank top on but Kori grabs my full attention, tight hip hugging shorts with a thong coming out the top and a mesh tank top that I can see her bra underneath.
“Okay, I’m gonna die. I’ve seen it all and I can die happy,” I tell the girls.
“Heel’s or boots honey,” Kori asks sitting on the bed.
“Boot’s baby, might need to move quickly tonight,” I tell her getting my coat on.
It doesn’t take long for Mark to get back and I watch as he doesn’t even pull into the garage, just turns the car around so we can leave quickly. Both girls follow me down and I point Kori to take Vicki and get in Mark’s car. I hop on my bike in the garage and lead the way down to Carlos’s house.
The ride is fast and easy as we pull up getting Mark some attention to his muscle car from the boys. Imelda sees Vicki and shakes her head but she’s smiling and that’s good enough for me. I shake hands with Carlos and get everyone’s attention.
“Imelda and I lead on the bikes, Carlos your car in front and Hector is in back with his, Mark keep the girls in the middle. Two rules tonight, one we keep watch on the girls which means guard duty for the boys and two nobody goes after Blaze unless I do first,” I tell my assembled crew,” Am I fucking understood?”
I get a few ‘yes sirs’ and more nods in agreement when I see unexpected guests, Romeo and Marta. They start talking to Carlos who is defiantly giving them the ‘not going to happen’ speech. I watch Marta break away from Carlos and head straight towards me.
“We are coming with you,” Marta tells me.
I can see the bruise on her face has gone down in size but the color still looks off. Romeo looks still looks like he lost a fight with a rabid cat and can’t even stand up straight after the kicking he got.
“Marta you’re not coming and neither is he,” I tell her pointing at Romeo,” there’s no room and you both need to heal up.”
“I’ll be fine, good initiation as any,” Romeo says holding his ribs.
“Your call hermano,” Carlos says to me.
I shake my head no and get my helmet back on, Marta and Romeo stand back from the curb as my ‘convoy’ heads out. It’s an interesting drive down to the airfield; we get there about seven and can see that pretty much everyone is here. I pull into an open area and watch as Imelda and her boys pull up to my left while Mark and the girls come up on my right. Everyone clears out of the cars and I nod to Smitty and his father when they see Vicki getting out of the car. Smitty waves me over and I motion to Kori to come with me.
“You bring my baby girl in a car and show up like you are looking for some action,” the Old Man tells me,” You looking for trouble because a one on one fight is fine but gang warfare isn’t allowed.”
“Yeah well someone decided to go after family,” I tell them nodding in Carlos’s direction,” They want blood but I’m holding back the dogs till I get it confirmed who it was that messed up his sister and her boyfriend.”
“Rule still stands kid,” Smitty says crossing his arms.
“I know that and I’m not going to shit in your yard,” I tell Smitty and the Old Man respectfully,” but since I’m here, let me introduce you to my girl.”
I go through the introductions and Kori starts looking around at some of the vehicles and I follow her just keeping tabs. Imelda groups up with us still wearing her racing pants and jean jacket and I give Kori the full tour watching her get some stare from guys and a few girls. We get back to Carlos and the boys and chill out as a few races get going.
A couple hours in and Kori is having a good time dancing and socializing with various people. Carlos dances with her a little but laughs when she slaps his ass. I’m glad she’s having a good time but Hector is stewing the whole time and even Imelda is watching him a little. Mark has only left his car alone long enough to see a few other cars and talk to women about his car.
“Blaze is here,” Imelda tell me breaking the mood.
I watch Carlos and all his crew start to get ready for a fight and decide to be the one to do something stupid and head over to greet him. After a few feet I catch that Carlos is with me but the rest of his crew are hanging back. Blaze’s boys see me coming and try to stop me when Blaze pushes past them and takes his ‘leader’ position in front.
“So you actually showed up knowing I was gonna get mine from you and your girls tonight,” Blaze says smugly.
“Apparently you couldn’t wait for tonight could you Blaze,” I tell him with no humor in my voice.
“What the fuck you talking about,” Blaze asks dropping his tone.
“Maybe I’m talking about you threatening me and my girl’s family yesterday. Then someone decides to ambush Carlos’s sister and her boyfriend,” I tell him letting the details sink in,” It really took about five to six guys to take down one skinny Latino nerd and his girlfriend.”
“Wait you saying I did that shit? Fuck you boy I don’t need to talk explain shit to you,” Blaze says getting angry,” Now are you here to fucking put money down or not cause I got a money to make tonight.”
I watch Carlos start to move forward but I put my arm in front of him keeping him from rushing forward. Blaze backs up a little and I watch his boys start to push forward. We both keep our perspective sides where they are and I back up a few steps before turning away and heading back to our vehicles. I get back to my bike and see Mark’s car is missing. I look around and notice the boys are pointing to one of the starting areas. I get over to see Mark’s Challenger on the starting line with a BMW next to it; Imelda and Kori notice me and make their way over as the race starts. It’s over before it began, the Challenger was good but the BMW took Mark and is back and parked by the time Mark gets back.
“What happened man,” I ask Mark as he pulls up.
“I lost money, I thought I could take him,” Mark says disappointed.
I watch him sit with his car and sulk in his loss. Money changes hands no problem but it’s only an hour before I catch Blaze heading over in our direction. Hector and the boys start moving to intercept and I get in front to meet Blaze again tonight.
“Hey bike bitch, I got a fight for you,” Blaze says smiling,” my brother is a better fighter than I am and I say he can take you for a grand.”
I shake my head and see the girls taking notice along with Mark. The problem I’m having now is I don’t have the money and don’t want to fight.
“How about your bike for my bike in the fight,” I propose getting Blaze’s attention.
I watch him start talking when I see my first big problem for the night, Blaze’s little brother. I remember him from when I stopped by Abigail’s school and the bigger problem, his girlfriend Bethany. I watch Bethany and her boyfriend head to the front with Blaze and she sees me.
“Guy what the hell are you doing here,” Bethany asks surprised.
“I’m about to beat the crap out of your boyfriend cause his brother wants me to fuck him up like I did him a couple weeks ago,” I reply to Bethany while staring down Blaze.
“Wait I’m fighting who,” Bethany’s boyfriend asks.
“Me, only this time I’m not in the mood to play with my food,” I tell Bethany’s boyfriend before turning back to Blaze,” Now are you ready to put your bike up against mine in a fight or not.”
“You only want my bike because your boy over there can’t race his car worth shit,” Blaze says pointing out Mark.
“Well at least he pays his shit and doesn’t let his mouth write a check that his ass can’t cash,” I tell Blaze smiling,” and I don’t ask anyone else to fight for me. Besides, I figure taking that bike of yours and giving to Carlos and his family will be a nice get well present after that shit that ‘allegedly’ had nothing to do with you.”
“Bro I ain’t fighting someone just so you can win a bet,” I watch Blaze’s little brother say backing off.
Blaze starts to lose his cool and takes his crew away from the situation to talk about it I guess. I pull out my phone and tell Bethany to get her boyfriend to stand down or I will hurt him. I don’t see her anywhere but when I turn around I watch Mark talking to her by his car.
“What do you mean we’re going home now, I’m not Abigail and I don’t need you to babysit me,” Bethany tells Mark angrily.
“Mom and Dad would flip if they knew you were out here,” Mark says being too overprotective.
I break the two of them up and point Bethany back to her boyfriend. Once she’s away I get in Mark’s face.
“Man, you are not her older brother here, you are my back up and I need you to understand that those guys in the leather will not let shit go down like what you’re worried about,” I tell him trying to reassure his mind,” Now you want to make a presence, stand next to me and when Blaze comes back and he wants money back me up cause I’ll win.”
I see Mark nod and watch as he pulls off his polo shirt to show his six foot three inch wall of muscle physique. I nod to him and move back to Blaze calling over the biker from the first time who moves over to hear the bet and contest.
“Well Blaze, I ain’t got all night,” I tell Blaze smiling.
Blaze finally notices me then turns his attention to Mark who I think is either burning hole in his little brother or Bethany I’m not sure which. They continue the conference and I’m getting bored.
“Are you gonna run your mouth with your boys all night Blaze cause I have girls to get back to,” I ask smiling,” You remember what it was like having girls around right? You know after you win a race or a fight.”
Blaze shakes his head and I can see Bethany on her boyfriend’s arm. I watch as Blaze takes his crew and heads back to his truck minus his brother and Bethany. I shrug to the biker who shakes his head and goes back to the Old Man. Bethany starts to walk away with her boyfriend looking back a little embarrassed.
“Hey, why are you two leaving,” I ask Bethany’s boyfriend.
“Don’t fuck with me man I’m not in the mood,” I hear him say.
I cut around in front of them and hold my hands up for them to stop which they do but Bethany’s boyfriend start to get a fighting stance. I can see he’s ready to throw fists but when I extend my hand he pauses.
“I know he’s your brother and all but he’s also a showoff and an ass. You can leave with him or you can show Bethany a good time and hang out with Carlos and his crew,” I tell him still offering the hand.
I can see he’s puzzled but he takes my hand and we shake before I lead him back to the rest of the crew. I find out his name is Tyrell during the introductions and I can see Hector is sizing him up but Imelda sees it too and pulls him aside to calm shit down. After another hour I watch Imelda finally get challenged to a race which she wins pulling down another grand for herself and the mood is really looking good for the night when Carlos pulls me aside to talk.
“Hey, we going to take Blaze’s little brother back and kick the shit out of him,” Carlos asks quietly.
“No, we’re going to treat him well and show him that we’re good people to be around. Then we send him back to his brother with the thought that his brother could have been the one to beat up Marta and Romeo. Either I’ll get the truth from Tyrell or Blaze will come at us just for turning his brother on him,” I tell Carlos who starts smiling.
“Man you are either crazy or smart as hell,” Carlos says patting me on the shoulder.
I shrug and let him get back to the boys. I get waved over by the Old Man and head over on my own. He’s got a bunch of bikers around him and is sitting on his own bike when I get there.
“Are you busy kid or can you spare sometime to help me out with someone,” the Old Man asks.
“I can help depending on what you need me to do,” I reply.
“Well one of the guys who lost tonight is wanting out of his bet cause he claims he was cheated, sound familiar,” the Old Man starts in,” problem is Union doesn’t go after people when they owe other’s money, we’ll help out but we don’t get involved even though we were asked. Get the money back and I’ll even let Vicki have free reign around you.”
I can tell I’m being sized up for something but nod in agreement anyway before finding out it’s one of the Asian drivers, some techno pop kid with neon lights and no metal in his car. I head back and grab Mark and a couple of the guys including Hector before heading to where his car is. I find it and him parked in the back making out with an Asian girl who looks like she’s either had plastic surgery for her tits or is really lucky in the genetic lottery.
“Mark get the door I need to speak with the guy, Hector don’t let the girl go running off and screaming,” I tell the guys.
I watch Mark wrench the door open to the car and pull the little Asian guy out before slamming him back first against the car, Hector on the other hand opens the car door and playing gentleman. I approach the little Asian guy and make sure he’s paying attention to me by turning his head to face me with my hand.
“Hi, you don’t know me but I’ve been sent to find you. Apparently you are in default on your racing debt and people are becoming very upset with your lack of payment. Now I understand that you feel cheated and I really want you to know that while I sympathize with your situation I must insist that if you have any money on you to pay the debt of two grand you hand it over to me right now or I must have my friend here take it out on you and your car in trade,” I tell him calmly so he can understand me.
“They fucking cheated me, I ain’t gonna pay and the Union doesn’t do this,” I hear him say.
I watch as Mark does probably the smartest thing I’ve ever seen him do as he takes his fist and smashes it through the driver side window without a scratch. Hector and his boy’s jump a little and I must say I’m surprised at the initiative myself but I regain my composure and put the attention back on me.
“Now that was a basic example of what my friend here is capable of, now I am going to ask you again, where is the money you bet with for tonight,” I ask keeping my calm.
“I have his money,” I hear the girl say from the other side of the car,” He told me that if I held it he wouldn’t have to pay it.”
The girl walks over to me and hands me a wad of cash and I pocket it before telling Mark to let him go. I lead the group back and see the girl following us. I shake my head and smile as I break off from the group and head back to the Old Man and hand him the money which gets me a smile and a pat on the back. I can see the other bikers nodding and talking in approval as I head back to my own people. It hits eleven at night and I feel done with the whole thing and rally the group to head out. Bethany and Tyrell head to his car but not before I get a ‘thank you’ from Bethany and I notice as I’m putting on my helmet that the not so little Asian girl is sitting in his front seat. I chuckle and we head off back to Carlos’s place.
I drop the boys off with their cars and tell Carlos that it’ll be a few days but I’ll make sure we see some real results before heading off with Imelda and Mark back home. The ride is quiet and I get a chance to think about Tyrell and Bethany and decide to tell Mark to not go after his sister for getting out and having a good time cause it’ll make him look like a hypocrite. Once back inside I can tell everyone is sleeping save for all of us quietly walking in. I watch as Mark leads the little Asian girl off to his room and I give him thumbs up as I follow three sizes of sexy ass to my room. Once inside I close the door and watch as Imelda starts to sound proof the bottom crack of the door. I’m still angry from earlier and the girls can see it.
“Baby are you tired tonight,” Imelda asks stripping down.
“He’s not tired he’s angry,” Kori says following Imelda’s lead.
I watch the girls strip down, then get pulled over to the bed where the girls strip me down and I make out with Imelda as Kori starts giving me a slow blowjob. It’s a contrast with Imelda and I warring our moths while Kori is joined by Vicki working my cock slowly. I get pulled onto the bed by Imelda who is taking the initiative by lining up my cock with her pussy and pulling me inside her. I rock back and forth inside Imelda in slow strokes, I try to lie down on top of Imelda but Kori helps me sit up on my knees and I watch as she starts rubbing Imelda’s clit. I speed up a little and try to enjoy the sensation of Imelda’s pussy, it’s a tight and familiar feeling but with Kori making sure she cums quickly I don’t think I’ll be inside Imelda for long.
I watch Vicki and Kori start kissing and groping Imelda’s body with Kori still working over her clit while I keep my good rhythm in and out of her pussy. I’m still angry and want to go faster but Kori takes my hip with her hand and reset my pace to steady and winks at me. I feel Imelda clamping up and finally I watch as she starts moaning in her orgasm. Kori has me stop and I am still pent up as we move Imelda who is about to fall asleep in ‘happy post orgasm land’ to a side of the bed. I watch Vicki starts to kiss her way up my body but Kori has a different idea as she grabs Vicki by the hair and pulls her face to the bed pillows.
“Can’t you tell he’s angry, and you have to be such a selfish bitch,” Kori says smiling at me,” now I think we need to let him work it out what do you say.”
“Oh god I thought it was just him earlier but you encourage him,” Vicki says sounding a little worried.
“Did he fuck you earlier,” Kori asks stroking my cock to keep it hard.
“Yes he did, really hard too in my ass,” Vicki says sounding less concerned.
“Oh honey, I think I’m going to wait till morning cause I want you to cum in her tonight,” Kori purrs lining up my cock with Vicki’s pussy.
Earlier I didn’t even bother to use Vicki’s pussy but Kori is the one picking the hole as she kisses me before backing Vicki onto my cock. I take Vicki’s hips in my hands and start pounding hard into her pussy, Imelda got me started but I’m not sure I can keep myself from finishing as Kori stays kneeling beside me and starts licking my ear. I’m still angry from earlier but Kori and Vicki are making a convincing argument to feel a bit happier with my situation. I keep up my fast pace pounding Vicki’s pussy and I’m listening to two women moan, Kori and Vicki, I look to Kori for a second and see that while she’s got one hand on my back the other is playing with her own pussy. I nod to Kori and stare at Vicki getting a wicked grin on my face and Kori moves down on her side next Vicki on her hands and knees before taking her and starting to rub Vicki’s pussy. The double attention gets Vicki moaning louder and I can hear her biting the blanket on the bed as I keep the fast pace.
“Oh Jesus… I’m gonna cum… don’t stop please,” Vicki says as she starts to hit her orgasm.
I slam in to Vicki one last time and watch her grind back on me before collapsing forward and enjoying her afterglow from the orgasm. Kori lies on her side of the bed smiling then looks at my cock still hard and starts backing up the bed.
“I said I can wait until morning baby,” Kori says pouting a little.
“And maybe I need my girl to calm me the fuck down before I haul off and do something really dangerous,” I say smiling as I crawl up Kori’s body and slide into her pussy.
Kori is always soft and warm when I get inside of her and now is no exception and while I’m really pent up and still a little angry she is just too soft to be rough on. I start bucking my hips against Kori’s in slow but long thrusts, as soft as she is Kori is giving it back by pushing against me and breathing is short shallow breaths. I was close when I was fucking Vicki but so was Kori when she was helping and while I’d love to last through Kori’s orgasm I get that tingle and groan as I slam my cock into her pussy and feel like I’m gonna melt as I shoot my load into her pussy. Kori latches onto me as I cum and digs her nails into my back and bites my neck lightly as she hits her orgasm.
The four of us lay there in our post orgasm bliss as I roll of Kori and cuddle in next to her, I feel Imelda curl up behind me and when I hear a quiet snoring we all look over at Vicki who is lying on her chest doing the snoring. The three of us chuckle and drift off to sleep.
The next few days come and go uneventfully with Kori and Imelda bonding after Vicki and Mark’s Asian date get taken home on Sunday morning. I enjoy the peace that the days bring and even get Carlos and his crew to understand my tactics as I pester Bethany about her boyfriend Tyrell and what he knows about his brother. I don’t get much information but I do find out that Tyrell and Blaze aren’t getting along since I dropped the information that his brother gang beat a couple of kids from his school. Abigail and Carlos make it a point to be seen out together a couple times and on Wednesday things get more active as there is a public fair that the whole ‘community’ is encouraged to come to and attend. I find out it’s not just the upper crust and that Mr. Delauter makes it a point to attend every year and actually be a part of the community.
It’s about eleven in the morning that Wednesday and all of the girls are still getting ready while Mark Jr., Mr. Delauter and I sit ready and waiting in the TV room. When the girls are finally ready and down stairs we all get to comment on the very attractive ladies around us. Loretta is wearing a light weight blue dress, while Abigail and Bethany are wearing sundresses, pink and yellow respectively. Only one not wearing a dress is Kori and even then she has a skirt on with tight leggings underneath. We get into the garage and aside from Mark in his car and Kori and I on my bike we all head out to the fair grounds.
Apparently they treat a fair here like field day cause I see people from all walks of life moving around and having a generally good time. Carnival rides, games and carnie food are just the starters. Animals, school groups begging for money and support along with standard charities, and the merchants galore hocking trinkets all over the place. The family splits off after Mr. Delauter hands out cash and makes sure everyone has his or her phone.
“Okay baby, where do we go first,” I ask Kori following her lead.
“I wanna ride a horse,” Kori says smiling,” first let’s get you covered in sun block.”
I get gooed up with the sun block and immediately get dragged over to a couple large sheds that have been converted into barns for animals. Kori enjoys the petting zoo and feeding the cute animals and I just sit back and watch her enjoy her time. After a horse lesson and me standing in the shade for a half an hour Kori gets done with her horse ride and we decide to head out for food.
We get some real food from a chili table and Kori grabs some lemonade before we head off and sit in a shaded area to relax and enjoy our meal. We get done and find Carlos and Abigail walking in our area and decide to team up.
“Hey Carlos, good to see you out man,” I say holding my hand out.
“Not so good man. You still haven’t handled Blaze yet and now I’m looking like a fool with my boys and my cousin is telling me I need to listen to you,” Carlos says showing a lot of anger.
“Hey, I said I’d get information and I will but we have not real target and just saying it was him doesn’t cut it for me,” I reply getting angry.
I can tell Carlos wants to call me out about it but Abigail gets his attention and pulls him away to do something else. Kori leads me towards some games so I can ‘win’ her a prize. We continue to relax and I see more of the people from Carlos’s crew and the races around the grounds. I chat with some of the union guys and find out Smitty is doing drawn on tattoos for kids with his father and Vicki. I swing by and say hi Kori and Vicki talk a little bit while the Old Man pulls me aside.
“So my granddaughter says you’re a pretty decent guy, Guy,” the Old Man says smiling at his joke,” and I know she’s a big girl so you’re clear with me and my boy but this fighting needs to stay either controlled or it ends fast. I know he’s an asshole but Blaze has been around for a couple years along with Carlos’s crew which he inherited from his uncle. You’re a cinderblock getting dumped into a duck pond and I don’t like all the noise.”
“I’m not trying to start trouble sir but if it’s not at the races it’s up to the rest of us to handle business,” I reply choosing my words carefully,” people’s family got mixed up in this and that can’t be let go. I hope you understand I just want the person who started it to pay up, after that it’s over and we all move on.”
I see Smitty nod in agreement with me and the Old Man lets me have this one. I get back to Kori who tells me she wants a tattoo now, I’d love for her to get one but it took weeks for mine to get done right and her and I only have over a week left before I get back home. We continue looking around and I lose some money at the games as I attempt to win Kori a prize. I get a text from Bethany that she needs to see me at the rides. I grab Kori and we both head over to find her and Tyrell talking.
“Hey Tyrell, you doing okay,” I ask as we walk up.
“Nah man, I’ve been trying to talk to my brother about coming clean but he says he didn’t do shit. Now my family is all looking at him like he’s a criminal,” Tyrell tells me visibly upset.
“I don’t know man, I say let it go and see what happens then. Let’s see if you can win something for Bethany cause I can’t win shit for Kori,” I tell him changing the subject.
We continue to hang out and I get to see Blaze in a different light, somewhat. Apparently he’s always been an ass but him and Tyrell having different mothers can do that. Their father isn’t a deadbeat but he’s not around much either. I don’t push more than that in case I have to get Tyrell to do something big for me.
After several hours outside it’s only four in the afternoon and I’m feeling pretty good and not sunburned thank god. I’ve met up with a couple different people from the races but mostly end up following Kori around and letting her have free reign. Our happiness unfortunately ends when she spots Blaze and Hector about to beat the shit out of each other. I hand her my coat and try to cover ground to stop it before it starts. I get about fifteen feet away when Blaze takes the first swing and almost connects when Hector ducks and brings a right cross straight to Blaze’s jaw. Blaze is reeling and I finally get in-between them and can see Hector back is holding back but Blaze is looking for blood.
“Stand back bitch I’m gonna fuck his brown ass up,” Blaze yells ending all subtlety in the area.
“Ain’t so easy when someone sees you coming Blaze,” Hector yells back.
I watch Carlos and the boys back up Hector but Blaze has his boys and it’s looking like war when I voice booms over everyone.
“BRIAN, what the hell are you doing starting a fight here,” a short round black woman says getting in between everyone.
“I’m tired of people talking shit about me and sayin’ I did shit I never did,” Blaze aka Brian says loudly at the woman.
I have never seen a guy get slapped by his mom before but the sheer force his mother hits him with causes quiet among even Carlos’s crew. I leave Blaze to his mom and get in Hector’s face.
“He swung first, I get it. You’re pissed about what happened to Romeo and Marta. Now back down,” I tell him keeping calm and serious.
“Alright man, I only defended myself. More than Romeo got to do,” Hector says holding his hands up and backing away.
The whole thing disperses before any authority even shows up and I get a notice from Loretta that we’re getting together for some family time. Sadly when I get there Abigail and Bethany are almost to blows considering their boyfriends are on either side of a war. I watch their boyfriends who are civil with each other calm them down but Loretta and Mr. Delauter are both staring at me.
“Okay Guy, what is going on? I keep hearing about how you’re handling something for Carlos but now people are fighting and I see you telling people that they need to leave it alone,” Loretta asks me pulling me aside.
“I’m just trying to make sure people who mess with family get what they deserve,” I reply being very serious.
“You’re my son and I don’t think God wants you to be someone who punishes people just because they are able,” Loretta says to me trying to take the high road.
“Why not, someone has to and if you haven’t noticed when I got wronged I stood up and did something and guess what, my shit turned out just fine,” I tell Loretta getting angry.
“Honey you’re a good boy, I love you and know that you don’t mean that,” Loretta tells me trying to appeal to my good nature,” Someone died with what happened to you, you don’t want to see people die just because it makes things better.”
“Apparently you don’t know me. I’m not a good boy, MOM. I’m barely a nice guy, I do bad things to bad people and guess what,” I tell Loretta keeping my rage held in,” I am loved for it.”
Mark Jr. is the first person to back me off and I can see everyone except Kori staring at me with wide eyes and shocked expressions. I didn’t make Loretta cry but she definitely sees why I was the way I was when I arrived. Mr. Delauter asks me to step aside and talk to him privately and I can see where this is going.
“I thought we had a deal,” Mr. Delauter says plainly.
“We do. And I’ve been nice but don’t talk down to me just because I’m younger than you. And it’s true, while I’ve been down here I’ve lost sight of who I am and how I handle shit,” I tell him plainly,” Now I will still be respectful cause she earned that but I will not be told who I am by her or you.”
“So what are you going to do about your mother,” Mr. Delauter asks,” If this deal we made still stands then you need to make some peace.”
“Fine, I’ll tell her the same thing again,” I start in,” Politely, but don’t think for one single second I’m going to change the message.”
I decide I need to cool off and I see Kori following me as I head to my bike. She hands me my coat and says to be back in one hour. As soon as I’m on the bike I and off I see a second bike coming up on me in my rearview. It’s Smitty coming up on me with his bike, I just ride around till he waves me over to the side of the road.
“So you normally talk to your family like that,” Smitty asks questioning.
“Honestly I didn’t know them before almost five weeks ago and people are telling me who they think I am,” I reply annoyed,” It’s just pissing me off.”
“You know why my Dad gave you that patch,” Smitty asks me.
“Cause I throw down,” I reply quickly.
“You threw down but you knew what you were going to do. You didn’t rush, you let Blaze come at you and you fucked him up for the mistake,” Smitty tells me,” Now why aren’t you doing shit now?”
“Cause nobody has made a move cause I’m holding everyone back,” I reply more annoyed,” I should just let them go at it and see who’s left standing at the end.”
“You’re call, but taking shit out on family isn’t how men handle their business,” Smitty says solemnly,” Ride on but head back and don’t let this family you got here live with the shit you drop on their doorstep.”
“Fine, but what about Blaze and everyone else,” I ask him looking for insight,” What would you do?”
“Well either someone is lying or someone is trying to start a fight. Either way it gets figured out or you leave and they settle it after you’re gone,” Smitty says starting up his bike.
I watch him leave and send a text to Kori asking her to have Loretta wait for me by the chili tables. I get back with fifteen minutes to spare and beeline it over to Loretta and find her sitting alone.
“Are you okay,” Loretta asks me concerned.
“I’m calmer now but I’m not okay,” I reply sitting down,” I’m not some white knight; I’m not a good person. I have been trying to figure out why we’re at such odds considering I don’t feel anything when we’re trying to be a mother and son. I finally learned what the problem is, you don’t know me. I’ve been nice and polite, I’ve listened to all your stuff about change and you really have. You’re kind and nurturing to the girls and you’ve tried to be that with me and I appreciate everything. But I’m not what you want me to be and I never will be. I won’t come down here again until we can talk about it and you learn to accept that I don’t like hiding who I am just because it makes people nervous. I can tell you who it never made nervous, Dad and everyone else who was there with me when all my crap started.”
“I wasn’t there for too long and I understand that, but you can be someone different,” Loretta says pleading,” You don’t have to be some angel but you don’t have to be a vigilante either.”
We sit quietly but I already know it’s going to be more than a few months before I can talk to her and have her understand me. I lost sight of how I handle my problems and I realize that when I get back I need to really take control of whatever it is Katy is working on.
“Can we at least agree on one thing,” Loretta asks,” You’ve had some fun down here and you don’t hate me like you used to.”
I can’t argue the point, I hated what she was but now it’s different. I know she wants something from me but I’m not giving her any false hope. I nod simply to answer the question and see Loretta smile a little at the thought. We rejoin everyone else and Kori checks my face before telling everyone it will be okay. Her doing it however gets a question from Bethany.
“How do you know if he’s okay or if something is wrong just by looking at him,” Bethany asks confused.
“I love him; I love the bad and the nice. I can see right inside his head cause he loves me,” Kori says like its basic math.
We resume our fun and even listen to some local music which Kori likes but I’m not a fan of anything with twang in it so I let her sit back and enjoy. Mr. Delauter calls it a wrap at about seven in the evening, we all head back to our vehicles except for Bethany and Abigail who ask if they can stay with their perspective boyfriends. They get approval but are told that they have to be home before it gets too late. The ride home with Kori is nice and once home my girl has only bedroom on her mind as I get led away to my room.
Once the door is closed Kori kisses me and backs me up till we get to the bed then lays me down not letting her mouth off mine the whole way. We strip out of our clothes and I watch as she turns her whole body around and puts her slit right in my face. I’m a lot better than I was earlier but having Kori’s mouth on my cock makes me hungry and I dive in like an animal lashing at her pussy hole and clit with my tongue. The fierceness of my tongue gets a reaction but it doesn’t stop Kori from bobbing her mouth up and down on my cock as quickly as she can. I’m moaning into her pussy as I work it over and she’s moaning on my cock as she does her business when I feel her start to shift. I watch her turn her entire body around and without any hesitation slides her pussy onto my cock.
Kori gasps and I moan at the feeling, something about her is different tonight and I try to say something only to have her cover my mouth with her hand and ‘shush’ me. I watch her body as she sits upright riding my cock cowgirl style, Kori’s big breast bouncing with the long strokes she’s taking. It’s sweet and not slow as she takes her time working my cock over but I’m looking for more. I let Kori rise up till only the last inch is inside her then slam the whole length of my cock up inside her pussy surprising her. Even with no lights on in the room I can see Kori’s eye go wide, I take my hands and hold her hips in place and start fucking her hard and fast from beneath. The slapping of my hips hitting hers fills the room and I can hear her making a gasping noise as I take no prisoners on her pussy. Suddenly I feel liquid spray up my stomach and Kori slams her entire body down onto mine rubbing our chest together and trying to suffocate me with her mouth. I made her cum so hard she squirted and the thought alone pushes me to grind in her pussy which makes Kori bite my lip as I feel that tingle and flood her pussy with my semen. We lay there for an unknown amount of time grinding together and in pure bliss. When Kori finally decides to move it’s for a total of five inches onto my right side and my cock falls from her pussy spent.
“If you did that every time I’d go insane,” Kori whispers with a smile in her voice.
“Just didn’t want to keep my girl waiting,” I reply kissing her forehead.
“Loretta wants you to come back next summer,” Kori says breaking the mood.
“No she doesn’t, she wants the little boy she lost to come down here again,” I tell her quietly.
“Okay, well maybe we consider it or we do what Imelda was telling me about and go to college down here and have her help,” Kori says trying to plead the case,” I know you don’t love her but that doesn’t mean you can’t try to learn. You learned to love me right and I’m so much worse than she was.”
“Oh that is some guilt trip bullshit,” I tell Kori and when I look at her face I can see her smiling,” you and Loretta are nothing alike in my mind. But Imelda is down here and maybe I’ll consider it as an escape route for us in the future.”
“No escape routes, we need a good future baby,” Kori says keeping my gaze with her hand,” and if she’ll provide it for the chance to get to know who you really are then I’m telling you that you will let her.”
With my girl telling me I need to consider my options for the future even though I’m just becoming a junior in high school. I shake it off and see the sun hasn’t even set yet but after walking around and making my woman remember why she’s with me I drift off to sleep.
I get woken up by my cellphone going off in my jean pocket. I see Kori on her side sleeping soundly and quietly get up and check the message. It’s a text from an unknown number saying ‘Hey man, you awake’. I check the clock and see it’s eleven at night, I reply with who is this. I get ‘Hector, I got your number from Imelda, I need to meet up with you, it’s important’. I get the details and punch the location into my phone before telling him I’ll be in a while. I get dressed quietly in a black t-shirt and my jeans, boots and hooded jacket.
Nobody is awake as I head out of the garage on my bike and get on my way down the road before anyone could wake up. The ride is quiet and I wonder what the hell Hector wants with me this late at night. He listened after he punched Blaze in the face but he might have got something new for me and anything is worth a quick trip to find out more about who did what. The address is a bowling alley of all things but it’s closed and I park my bike before looking around.
After waiting for ten minutes I hang my helmet on the bike and start pacing in the building parking lot trying to see where Hector is coming from. I shoot him another text asking where he is but I get no response and pocket my phone. Another five minutes and I start walking to the side of the building when I see Hector’s car sitting with the driver door open and Hector himself sitting on the ground next to a dumpster.
“Hector, that you man,” I ask walking up.
I get to ten feet and that’s when I see the blood in the light of the alley, it starts at about Hector’s waist and turns into a puddle on the ground. I see he’s got his hand clamping down on his side but he’s fading out of consciousness fast. I rush to Hector’s side and move him down onto the ground so he’s laying and use my hand to hold pressure on the wounds while hitting the autodial on my phone for 9-1-1.
“Hector I need you to stay awake, talk to me Hector,” I tell him trying to remain calm.
“He stabbed me…. Why did he stab me…,” Hector says delirious.
“Who stabbed you Hector, tell me who stabbed you,” I ask as hear the operator pick up,” Help me I have a friend and he’s been stabbed by the bowling alley off forty third.”
I can hear the operator tell me that units are already in route, why are they in route? I set my phone down and focus on Hector. His eyes are glazing over and I need to keep him awake like they do on the tv.
“Hector, who stabbed you, was it Blaze,” I ask desperately.
“No… Carlos… trusted him…,” is the last thing I hear Hector say before going limp.
Oh Christ he’s gonna die, he just passed out and he’s gonna die. That’s the only thing I have running through my head as I take one blood soaked hand and check to feel his pulse is weak but I’m guessing since I have no clue what I’m doing. I have Hector’s blood all over my hands and I’m kneeling in a pool of blood when the flashing lights give me some quick respite until I see they aren’t just paramedics, two police officers are pointing weapons at me and yelling for me to step away.
“He’s bleeding out, get someone over here now,” I yells freaking out.
The paramedics start doing their job and I back up just long enough to get tackled to the ground by one officer and my arms get wrenched behind my back and on go the cuffs. I can hear the second officer calling it in that there was a stabbing and they have a suspect in custody. Hector didn’t text me, he never got my number from Imelda. I’m stood up by the cop and my hood is pulled off my head as he takes my wallet and phone out of my pocket with my other small possessions. I get put in the back of a cop car and I realize I’m still covered in blood. I got set up, stabbed Hector and called the cops so I would be here when they showed up. I doesn’t matter about the blood on my hands now, I pray for jail. Jail would be safer for the son of a bitch who set me up. Carlos or Blaze, I don’t care who did what anymore. Not more game on, just game over.
And I know a cliffhanger isn’t what people want to see but I really need to put these parts out so you all can enjoy them quickly. More to come, comment and vote at your leisure, I’m done asking negative people to not troll my votes.

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Babysitting Amanda

Every night after my first experience with Amanda, I found myself jacking off to memories of her. She was the first person I had ever done anything sexual with, and I was desperate to see her again and allow things between us to continue.
Let me introduce myself. My name Jake and I am 16 years old. I was your classic horny teenage guy. My hair is dark black, which goes well with my brown eyes. I’ve always been slightly fit, never working out yet somehow keeping myself in shape through basic exercise. I’ve never managed to have a steady girlfriend, so often I fantasized to thoughts of the busty girls from around my school. All that changed when I met Amanda. After my experiences with her, images of her sexy, then 14 year old body filled my mind every time I masturbated. I must have cum literally gallons in the months after we meet, always looking forward to a time when we would see each other again.
The opportunity came during a phone call from Amanda’s mother. She had found herself in need of a babysitter one day, and Amanda mentioned me. She got my phone number from Tom’s parents and asked me to babysit both Amanda and her younger sister, Becky, who was twelve As soon as she mentioned Amanda’s name, I was on board with the idea and canceled all other plans for that day. I would again be needed overnight- from 10 am Monday to 6:30 pm Tuesday. It turns out that her mom was attending a business meeting until late and would sleep in her office. Not that I was complaining.
At exactly 9:55 am Monday I got to their house, just down the street from Tom’s. I knocked, and Amanda’s mom soon answered. She was a plain sort of woman in her 40s. Her hair was brown, unlike Amanda, who was blond. She quickly ushered me in and briefed me. The girls were allowed to go to the playground, but could not leave my sight. They could have friends over- however many I was comfortable with in the yard but only two inside. Both girls were to bath that night, but Amanda could take a shower while Becky took a bath. Considering the fact that I was a guy, she said that Becky would be more comfortable if Amanda bathed her. “No problem” I said. “I understand”. After giving me a list of emergency numbers, she left me there and went to her bedroom to wash up. Amanda, who had been watching the whole exchange, seemed to float over into my arms. She snuggled her head onto my shoulder and said “I’m so glad you’re here, our old babysitter wasn’t nearly so hot.” Smiling, I turned to her and whispered “I think about you every night, I’m so glad to see you again.” She smiled, a gesture that warmed the very depths of my heart and existence. I kissed her then, a soft but passionate kiss on her soft lips. We held each other for a few more seconds, but broke apart at the sound of footsteps. Becky walked in. Like her mother, she had shoulder length brown hair. Her eyes were a soft blue, and she wore a baggy T-shirt over a pair of hand-me-down blue jeans. Seeing me, she drew back slightly. “Its ok Becky”, Amanda said with a helpful-big-sister sort of smile. “Jake here is cool”. I gave Becky a small, friendly smile, and was glad when she smiled back. Amanda’s mom reappeared, and after addressing her daughters and wishing us a good night, turned out the door and left. As I heard her car pull away, I asked Amanda what the girls normally did at that time. She suggested the playground, and I agreed. Becky had to change into a tighter shirt that wouldn’t flop down on her easily, and we were off. At the playground, several of the neighborhood boys recognized me from Toms and waved. They didn’t dare come over and talk, lest their parents suspect something. I kept a close eye on Becky the entire time, while Amanda went over to her own friends. I recognized Jessica and Katy and waved. Giggling, they waved back and returned to their activities. Becky climbed up onto a squat pair of monkey bars, and I stayed near in case she fell. After climbing across once, she began to horse around on the bars, pulling herself up on top. Locking her legs tight around the bar, she let her chest fall down towards the ground until she was hanging upside down. She looked silly for a moment, until her shirt billowed down and covered her face. She wore nothing underneath it, and her young, flat chest was exposed to the world. I scrambled over and picked her up. She let go off the bars and proceeded to pout as a set her down. I told her: “You can climb up again, but you’ll have to tuck your shirt in first”. I demonstrated how, and she did so before climbing back up into the same position. Becky played on the bars until about 12, when I decided it was time for lunch and a nap. Gathering Amanda from her gaggle of friends and a disappointed Becky from the monkey bars, I took them both home and fixed sandwiches. Afterwards I had to put Becky to bed. Needless to say she did not go quietly.
After wrestling her into the bed and threatening to spank her if she got out, she gave up. I stayed nearby with my eye on her until she was completely asleep, then went to the living room with Amanda. I barely got into the room before we were in each others arm, making out blissfully. We fell onto the couch and she ended up on top of me, her gentle weight pressing on my body. I found myself in heaven all over again. Her hands pried my shirt off and traveled over my chest, stroking my abs. My hands traveled her back, up and down and side to side. I brought them around her shirt and up the front. I rubbed her stomach though her shirt, then slid them underneath. My handles traveled up her chest and to her bra. Reaching underneath it, I tweaked her nipples softly, which elicited a soft moan from her. I squeezed each of them softly, then pulled my hands out and embraced her again. She was disappointed. I kissed her on the lips. “Not when your sister might walk in”. She gave a mischievous smile but relented. I pulled my shirt back on and we kissed for some time, until she fell asleep there on my chest. I kept myself awake, listening to her breathing and feeling the steady rise and fall of her stomach. She stirred around 2, and I woke her up with a kiss and a smile. She got up and left for the bathroom to do what teenage girls do.
I went to Becky’s room and gently roused her from her sleep. She grumbled sightly, and I had to help her out of bed. She was soon the little firecracker, however, and I took her into the back yard to play. I took a seat in a lawn chair and Amanda sat next to me. Some neighborhood kids came over, and they played like wild animals for the next few hours. At around 6, it started getting dark. Gathering up all the kids, I again took them all home. Becky held onto my arm the entire time, which surprised me. She was really warming up to me rather quickly, which I didn’t expect. We dropped them all off and began to head back. I was now carrying Becky while Amanda held tightly onto my arm. At the house, they settled into watching cartoons. Becky and Amanda were on either side of me, both leaning against me, although Amanda had her arm around me. Becky nuzzled up closer, and I began to see just how like her sister see was becoming. At 8 pm, I told them to get dressed for bed. They disappeared to their rooms briefly. Amanda came back, barely dressed at all. She wore an XXL T-Shirt, most likely with only panties underneath. Becky was simalerly dressed. I offered them the remote control. They started bickering and were soon fighting. It was a sight to see, two beautiful young girls wrestling on the floor with no thought towards modesty. Both of their panties were exposed to me several times, and I was even granted a good look at Amanda’s pert young breasts. Soon, however, hair was pulled and nails threatened to come out. Amanda gave Becky a scratch and Becky pulled out some of Amanda’s hair. I broke it up and set them both on opposite sides of the room. “You’re sisters” I said. “Learn to get along”. They proceeded to continue bickering, arguing loudly and driving me insane. I had enough. Their mother had given me permission to spank me, and I pulled Amanda over my knee first. Her shirt flopped down over her head, revealing her panty-clad backside to me. I gave it 10 firm smacks, leaving her ass beet-red. (sorry for the pun). I let her go, saying “Do what you want, but if I were you I wouldn’t sit down for a while.” I pulled Becky over next and gave her the same treatment. I hit her carefully, leaving her small butt pink. I set her free with the same warning. Amanda re-appeared, lifting her skirt to show she was wearing a tiny string thong. Becky complained. “Hey, you know I don’t have any of those!” I smacked my hands loudly as a warning, and they both shut up. I took Amanda to her room and made her change back into normal panties. I took them both back to the living room and made them apologize to each other. Then, it was bath time. As a final punishment, I made Amanda share the bath with Becky. I was about to leave when Becky spoke up. “Aren’t you going to wash us?” “I figured you would be more comfortable with Amanda, she can do it.” “No, you do it. Please”. I now had two gorgeous young girls in front of me, and now one of them wanted me to run my hands all over her! I couldn’t refuse. Grabbing a wash cloth, I started on Becky’s back. Amanda gave me a sly grin and wink and settled against the wall of the bath tub. I washed Becky’s legs, down to her feet, which I massaged carefully. I switched to her stomach, skipping over her pussy and breast area. I finished her arms and was about to leave her when she again stopped me. “You’re supposed to wash ALL of me”. My mouth dropped. “But those are your privates, you can do them”. Her response shocked me. “But I WANT you to do them”. I didn’t protests. Starting with her feet, I slowly brought the washcloth up her legs to her small, warm snatch. I washed the edges first, then concentrated on her soft young hole. She moaned quietly, enjoying it. I got more brazen, hooking my finger in slightly and massaging her clit. She gasped and fell back against the wall of the tub. I stopped then- to her obvious disappointment- and started on her chest. I massaged each of her nipples and ran the cloth over her flat chest. I heard her breath quicken again and stopped, leaving her obviously disappointed. I was beginning to see through her initial innocence and learn just how horny this young girl was. I then offered the rag to Amanda, who refused. “You did her, now you have to do me!” she insisted. Shrugging, I agreed. I was far less apprehensive about Amanda and my finger was soon deep cleaning her pussy to her audible gasps and moans. I looked up for a second and saw Becky’s hand below the water, seemingly in her crotch, her eyes looking on with fascination. I rubbed Amanda’s breasts softly. She was now gasping in my hands, barreling towards an orgasm. I stopped suddenly and she gave a sigh of disappointment. I got towels down and told them to get out. Becky dragged her dripping wet body out first and insisted I dry her. I ran the towel down her arms, then knelt as I did each leg. She turned, and her pussy was level with my face. I sniffed deeply, inhaling her scent, before carefully drying over her pussy and chest. Amanda was already out and dry. Both girls wore T-shirts but nothing else. The veil of innocence was gone, and I knew they would both want more.
We returned to the couch. Becky cut to the chase and sat on my lap. She pulled her shirt up so that her naked pussy rested on top of my crouch. I slipped on hand around her and cupped her entire crouch. Amanda sat beside us. I now realized that this whole night they had been setting me up for the bath, and that I had fallen into their trap completely. Not that I was complaining! I began to finger Becky openly, leaving her gasping in my arms. Amanda stood up and pulled her hot little sister off me. “All we have is shirts on. You can at least return the favor” she demanded. I stood up, and the girls stripped my shirt, pants, and even socks off. Finally, Becky reached for my boxers. She tugged then down gently, and my dick popped out, bopping her on the nose. She was fascinated with it. “I’ve never seen one before!”. She pulled it down and laughed when it sprung back up. Amanda stepped in and held it in her hands. The sight of two girls playing with my cock almost made me cum right away, but I held it. Amanda began to jerk me off, and I fell back into the couch. Her hand traveled up and down, and I moaned loudly. Both girls tugged their shirts off and were naked. Becky climbed up onto the couch and kissed me; no little girl kiss but a fully adult kiss. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she entered mine. She tasted sweet, like sugar. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her hard. Amanda stopped, and the two switched places. Becky was inexperienced but had learned from her sister. Amanda stopped making out with me long enough to tell her sister how to suck me. My eyes were riveted as my cock disappeared into Becky’s small mouth. Her lips seemed apprehensive at first and slid around my head, then down. More confident, her tongue joined the picture and licked up and down my shaft. Amanda buried her mouth and I found myself in heaven all over again. Becky soon began to suck me. We all became more and more passionate, until Amanda stopped- just before I orgasmed. She led us to her room and cleaned the sheets off her bed. Before things went any further, I asked Amanda just how far they both wanted to go. “Jake, I love you. I want you to take my cherry tonight. Make me a virgin no more!” Becky agreed. I consented, but asked for Becky first. She came over to me. I pulled her pussy to my face and gave a tentative lick. I teased her for a while until she began to beg me to eat her out. I felt Amanda take my cock into her mouth and suck, and I leaped into Becky. She gasped as my tongue probed into her, tasting every inch, my mouth sucking for all I was worth. She moaned loudly. I was in bliss and no longer controlled myself. I plunged my tongue deep into her. She went wild. “PLEASE JAKE…….OH YES……OH MY GOD…..” I pushed her towards and orgasm. I knew she was close, and thrust my tongue and sucked her all at the same time. With a scream, she orgasmed. Her hot girl cum splashed into my mouth and all over my face. I drank it greedily. I knew she had never felt like this before and was determined to make the feeling last for her. I felt a tingling in my balls and shot my cum into Amanda’s waiting mouth. I couldn’t see how she took it, but felt suction on my head and knew she was gulping every drop. I slowed my pace on Amanda, bringing her down bit by bit until she collapsed, exhausted, next to me. “I’ve never felt that good……………oh my god…..” I patted her gently and kissed her, letting her taste herself. She laid quietly by my side, getting her energy back. After a few minutes, she sat up. “Its time” she said, determined. Amanda stroked my cock a few times and Becky walked climbed over to it . I knew that she wanted to lose her cherry now. I stopped them. “Becky, you know this is going to hurt, right?” She nodded. “Are you sure you want this?” “Jake, ever since Amanda first told me about you I wanted you to take my cherry” “Ok, you’re gonna be on top of me here. If it gets to much, just tell me and I’ll get you off me.” She nodded and sat down on my chest. We prepared to lose our virginities Amanda was off to the side, her finger buried in her pussy. “Save some for me!” I protested. “Don’t worry”, she said with a wink and a nod to Becky. “I’m ready”, Becky said. I grabbed her arms and picked her up, sliding her down to my cock. I kissed her hard, then slipped the head of my cock into her virgin pussy. She was so tight! I realized she was bracing herself, and told her not to. She loosened up, and settled down another inch. I felt skin on my tip and knew it was her hymen. I looked at her one last time, and she nodded. I picked her weight up, then brought her down suddenly. My dick ripped through her hymen, and she screamed in pain and pleasure. I stopped there and laid her on my chest. The pain subsided, and she nodded for me to continue. She moved up and down slowly on my cock, fucking herself. She started to moan as pleasure captured her senses. She got faster and faster. I felt my pole slid in and out of her tight hole, and moaned in approval. She soon became a moaning blur on my cock. Amanda jammed her pussy into my face and I ate her out, moaning and shouting into her pussy. Becky spoke up. “oh yes….fuck me, please…….FUCK ME!!!” she began to shout. I drove my tongue into Amanda, tasting every inch of her as I had Becky. I felt Becky’s pussy tighten, and she screamed. “OH MY GOD…..OH MY GOD……………I’M CUUMMMMMMING!!!!” I felt her warm fluid run down my cock and couldn’t hold myself. My balls churned and shot rope after rope of cum into her. Amanda lost it onto my face, and we came together. Amanda’s cum slid down the sides of my face, and she screamed in pleasure. Becky slowed down in her fucking, and Amanda fell of me onto the bed. With one last thrust, I pulled Becky off me and laid her down. She was shivering from her orgasm. Amanda bent over and kissed her sister, tasting me from her little sisters mouth. They held each other for some time. We all paused for a while to get our energy back. Afterwards, I knew it would be Amanda’s turn.
Amanda and made sure Becky was comfortable. Her pussy was predictably sore after the hard fucking, and we would work without her. I kissed Amanda and lowered her to my waist. I cast a look at this incredible 13 year old and watched her hover her pussy over my cock. She bent over and sucked her little sisters juices off, and I moaned as her tongue traveled my shaft. Her pussy was still wet from the tongue lashing I had given her, and she was ready. She lowered herself down, and my cock entered the second virgin pussy that night. Her cunt was a tight fit around my cock, and she slid down and inch. I felt her warm barrier and knew that it would be the second one I claimed that night. I kissed her, and she suddenly seized up and plunged herself down on my cock! I felt her hymen rip and she let out a soft scream. I saw tears in her eyes, but she was determined not to stop. She started to fuck herself gently on my 6 inch dick. I watched and groaned as her pussy traveled up and down my shaft. After about 20 minutes, Becky woke up. She was not happy that we had gone on without her. She kissed me, then moved over to her sister. She bent over and kissed the area where my cock met Amanda’s pussy. I felt Amanda’s pussy begin to seize up and new she was close to orgasm. I grabbed her sides as she rode my cock like a wild woman, becoming a blur atop my cock. She gave out a scream of orgasmic pleasure, and I felt her pussy juices spill out over my cock. Becky kept u up licking, sucking up her sisters cum. I felt the familiar bubbling in my balls and cum erupted from my cock into her pussy. Rope after rope of my cum shoot deep into her, and I felt the mix of our cum running down my cock into Becky’s waiting mouth. Amanda drove herself hard, riding out her intense orgasm. She tired, and I helped her off my prick. Both she and Becky collapsed onto the bed next to me. They snuggled up on either side of me, and we fell asleep together. I dreamed that night of the two heavenly young girls that were with me, and of the fun we would have in the future.

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Fucking my mom

My name is Max, I’m 18 and I never really thought of my mother as a sexual being. I mean, she’s my mom! She’s always been more than that, though. My dad left us when I was 10 so for 8 years it’s been just me and her which has made our relationship stronger. She’s more than just my mother; she’s one of my best friends. Don’t get me wrong about my dad, either. It turns out he was just into dudes — can’t expect him to live a lie the rest of my life. My mom was really supportive and we still have a good relationship. He lives out of state now so I don’t see him that often, but we still talk.
Anyway, back to my mom. I used to get comments when I was growing up (heck, I still do) from friends who’d come over after school. They’d see my mom and their jaws would drop. The world milf was tossed around a lot. For a 37 year old mother she does look pretty damn good: she’s 5’7″, long brown hair that frames her beautiful face, luscious full lips, emerald green eyes, and her body is really tight. If I were to guess her measurements, I’d say 34C-24-34. Gravity has had little effect on her as well, her chest is near perfection and her flat stomach only makes them look better. She’s always been in great shape but recently she bought gym and as the owner she feels the need to stay in the best shape possible. She’s definitely in the best shape of her life and she knows it. She’s been dressing a lot sexier lately, not to attract attention as much because it just makes her feel good.
I graduated high school last year and I’m not completely sold on college just yet. I decided to take a year off and decide what I want to do. In the meantime, I have a job working at the local golf course. The hours are flexible, the pay is decent and the guys I work with are great. I broke up with my girlfriend about 3 months ago and haven’t been with a girl since so the guys decided to take me out to one of the local strip joints after work to get my groove back. The other guys I work with are over 21 and I look like I could easily pass for 21 so I rarely get hassled when we go.
“Are you ready, Max?” Nathan said as the day was winding down. It was half hour before we were scheduled to be done, but we always call it a day a little earlier during the week.
“Yeah, I just gotta make a call,” I said as I reached for my cell phone and dialed home, “hey mom, it’s me. Me and the guys are going out for a couple hours after work. Not sure when I’ll be home. Yeah. Yeah. Ok. I’ll see you later. Love you too, mom.”
“Max, is your mom still a milf?” Kyle said jokingly.
“Fuck you, Kyle,” I said as I punched him in the arm.
We got to the strip club and it was pretty empty. I guess Wednesday afternoons aren’t that busy. The girls weren’t the top talent but hey they had tits and were definitely fuckable. We sat there just talking and checking out the ass for a couple of hours and then all the guys started thinning out. Eventually it was just me and Kyle. He’s a pretty cool guy and good to talk to. We’ve become pretty good friends and talk about everything.
“Dude, what’s going on? I haven’t seen you with a girl since you broke it off with Katie,” Kyle quickly changed the subject to my love life; “you’re not taking after your dad are you?”
“No, I’m not gay,” I said with a laugh and it’s true I have no interest in dudes I’m completely into women, “I just haven’t found the right girl.”
“The right girl is the one anyone who’ll play with your dong,” Kyle said jokingly.
“I know, I know don’t get me wrong I’m totally willing to fuck anything with tits but I just haven’t had the opportunity I guess,” I replied.
“You have the hottest piece of ass in town sitting at home right now doing nothing.”
I looked at him oddly and he wasn’t joking, “That’s my mom you’re talking about, dude.”
“I know, just hear me out. When’s the last time she was with a dude? She’s probably as horny as you are. I’m telling you if you don’t do it I’m going to,” he said. I think he was being dead serious too.
“Do what?” I think I know what he’s talking about but I’m too shocked to know what else to say.
“Fuck your mom. Look, just hear me out. I got this shit that if you put it in her drink will loosen her inhibitions and her panties a little. I’m telling you I used it on my mother-in-law last year and it was great,” he said.
“I’m not drugging my mom just so I can fuck her, Kyle. Wait… you did that to your mother-in-law? Does Julie know? Dude what the fuck?” now I was getting angry.
“It’s not what you think. It just loosens them up a little. It’s not like it knocks them out or anything. Yeah, I fucked my mother-in-law. She’s been flirting with me since I met Julie and she’s pretty hot, what can I say, she was totally into it.”
“But she’s my mom. It’s just wrong,” I didn’t totally reject the idea, but I knew it was wrong.
“When a woman is that hot, it aint wrong,” Kyle said, “now just take this,” he handed me a little bottle, “and when you’re feeling bold slip some into your moms wine and just see what I’m talking about.”
We headed home a little early. It was about 8:30 when I got home. Mom was just chilling on the couch watching the news. I couldn’t help but look at her in a different way. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt that showed off her flat stomach and her great tits. She must have taken off her bra when she got home so I could perfectly make out the outline of her nipples. She was sitting sideways on the couch so I could see her legs when I walked into the living room. Her knees were pointing straight up and were slightly parted so I could see her crotch perfectly. She was wearing very short black shorts that barely covered anything. Most women half her age couldn’t pull off what she was wearing. Her attention was completely focused on the TV so she didn’t notice me come in and certainly didn’t see me staring at her.
“Hey, mom,” I finally said, “I’m home.”
“Oh hi sweetie,” she said, “where did you go tonight?”
“The guys and I just went out for a drink. You know nothing interesting.” I said, “Anyway, I’m going to make myself a quick bite to eat and have a drink.” Mom didn’t mind me drinking alcohol at home. The way she saw it, better me drinking at home than somewhere else and driving home.
“That sounds like a good idea; I’ll have a glass of red wine. Could you get it for me?” she said focusing her attention back onto the TV.
“Sure.” As I got into the kitchen, I mixed a little extra vodka into my coke and played with the idea of putting some of Kyle’s stuff into moms drink. ‘A little wont hurt, right?’ I thought to myself. ‘Heck, it probably won’t even do anything.’ I made up my mind. I think Kyle said just a couple of drops. As I was pouring the liquid into moms wine a little more went in that I had anticipated. ‘It can’t hurt, right?’ I said to myself. I was to nervous to eat so I just went back to the living room and brought our drinks.
“I thought you were going to eat something,” mom questioned.
“Yeah, well I ate when we went out and I guess I’m really not that hungry,” I lied.
“Ok,” she took a sip of her wine, “hmm, tastes funny. Time to buy a new bottle I guess.”
My heart raced as I thought for sure she knew I tampered with her wine.
“Shouldn’t let good wine go to waste though,” she said as she took another sip. That was close.
We were watching the news and I kind of got lost in the TV and in my drink. It wasn’t till about a half hour later when I was done my drink that I looked over at my mom. She was all fidgety in her seat and kept moving her legs around. I noticed her nipples were very hard and very noticeable a well. She caught me looking at her tits and I swear she arched her back a little. When our eyes met she smiled and winked at me.
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‘I can’t believe I just did that,’ I thought to myself. My son was staring at my tits and instead of trying to cover up my hard nipples; I arched my back and gave him a better view. I didn’t have that much to drink, did I? I’ve noticed my son looking at me more and more in the last couple of years. I’ve never really thought anything about it but now having him looking at me like that is making me really hot. I know he’s my son but I haven’t been with a man for so long and out of nowhere I have the sudden craving for cock. I don’t care whose it is, I just want to suck and fuck someone. But not my son, that’s so wrong. Oh my god, I can see a bulge in his pants. The thought of my sons cock made me soak my shorts. I wonder if he can see the wet spot between my legs. Maybe if I just open my legs a little. I can’t believe I’m teasing my son like this. I gotta get out of here.
“Max, I’m going to go have a shower,” maybe that will cool me off a little.
“Sure, mom,” he said but his eyes were still locked on my pussy. Max has never acted like this before but I guess what can you expect? I was going into heat right in front of him.
I stripped down naked, by now my shorts were soaking wet but then I realized I forgot my body butter on the coffee table. I convinced myself that I couldn’t shower without it so I wrapped a towel around my body and went off to the living room. The towel started at the top of my tits, just above my nipples and barely covered my ass at the bottom. My body butter was right in front of Max on the coffee table so I went in front of him with my ass just a couple of feet from his face, I’m sure he could smell my juices. I bent over at the waist to pick up my body butter giving him an unobstructed, perfect view of my pussy.
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I’m only inches away from my mom’s pussy and it takes every inch of my being not to jump up and mount her right there. God damn, she’s hot. I can’t help but wonder how tight she is and how great it would be to fuck her. As she picks up her body butter, she peeked around at me and smiled as she arched her back and stood up.
“I can’t shower without this,” she said.
I was absolutely speechless but still managed to say, “What do you use that for?”
“It makes my skin nice and soft,” she said, “here touch,” she grabbed my left hand and put it on her right thigh.
I couldn’t form any words, I was just too stunned.
“I rub it on my whole body, except for my back. I can’t reach. Maybe you could put it on my back?” she said, “yeah, come on.” She grabbed my hand and led me towards the bathroom. I can’t believe this is all happening. When we got to the bathroom, she dropped her towel with her back to me and stepped into the shower. “Are you coming?” she said.
“Uh, what?” I said.
“It has to be put on in the shower,” she said, “and the shower is in here, silly. Now take off your clothes and get in here.”
Was this really happening? I decided to go with the flow and took off my clothes and climbed in the shower behind her. She handed me the body butter and I started rubbing it all over her back making sure to take my time and explore every inch of her. She was so sexy and I could barely contain myself. By now I’ve been rock hard for a while and my cock was just inches from her ass. I moved my hands down her back and rubbed the butter all over her hot ass.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as I grabbed her by the hips and toyed with pulling her ass back onto my cock. Without notice, she turned around and took the butter away from me. Her tits were even more amazing that I could have imagined. “Thanks,” she said and then she noticed my throbbing hard-on. “Oh, did I do that to you,” she said as she wrapped her right hand around the shaft and stroked it a couple of times. “You better go take care of that,” she said and turned back to her shower.
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His cock felt so big and hard in my hand. I wanted to drop to my knees right there and suck him dry. He must be dying to fuck my brains out, but I’m enjoying playing with him for now. “You can go now,” I said in an annoyed voice as I looked back at him. Finally he snapped out of his trance and left the shower. I laughed a little to myself as I thought how I was torturing him. I guess I’ve gone this far, the next step is to let my son fuck my brains out. My only worry is that it will change our relationship, but I guess we’re beyond that now. I finished up in the shower and didn’t bother with a towel; I just headed to my room. On my way, I had to pass Max’s room. I noticed his door was mostly shut, I opened it a crack and saw him stroking his cock. God I needed that cock. I went into my room and found some sexy lingerie. I put on a sexy black bra, a black garter belt with no panties and black nylons. I had trouble doing up one of the clasps so I called for Max.
“Max, I need your help now,” I said. My room was right next to his, so I know he could here me.
“Just a minute,” he said. Good, he’s not done jerking off.
“No, I need you to come in here instead,” I said hoping he’d pick up on that innuendo.
Within seconds, he was in my room and he was stunned when he was what I was wearing. His cock was still rock hard and I could see his shorts were a little went with pre-cum.
“Help me with my garter belt,” I said as I bent over the bed and presented myself to him, “I can’t do this one clasp up.”
He came up and his cock rubbed my bare pussy. I moaned a little, hoping that was enough to convince him to push his cock inside of me. Instead, he fixed my garter belt and stepped back.
I turned stood up and turned around, “thank you, Max,” and with that I kissed him deeply on the lips. I immediately felt his hands on my ass as our tongues explored each others mouth. I broke away from his mouth and dropped to my knees. I took his cock out of his boxer shorts, god it was bigger than I thought. The taste of his pre-cum was eletric and made me hungry for more. I sucked in his whole cock like thats what I was put on this planet to do. I knew he wouldn’t last long. I looked up at him and whimpered “fuck me, Max; I need you to fuck me.”
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I picked up my mom and put her back onto her bed and she spread her legs wide and started playing with her clit. “Come on, Max, fuck your mom.” I didn’t need much encouragement as I dropped my shorts and climbed on top of her. I placed my cock head at her opening and savored the moment. I was about to become a real mother fucker. She couldn’t wait any more and pulled me down onto her and I slid all the way in. We both moaned loudly as we felt each other. I can’t believe how tight and sweet her pussy is. Instinctively, I started bucking my hips and sliding my cock in and out of her pussy.
“Damn, you feel good, mom,” I said as I fumbled with her bra and eventually got it off. Her tits were as perky as a 20 year old. I took her left nipple into my mouth and fondled her right breast with my left hand as I continued fucking her.
“Yes, Max, I’m cumming!” mom started thrashing underneath me as she came all over my cock. I knew I couldn’t last any longer so I sat up and put her ankles on my shoulders and really started fucking her deep. The sound of my balls slapping her ass was enough to drive me over the edge and I drove my cock deep inside of my mother and ropes and ropes of cum shot out of my cock. I stayed inside of her until I was completely spent and then collapsed beside her.
‘What did I just do?’ I thought to myself. It was fucking amazing but what is she going to think of me?
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My son was lying next to me and we basked in our ecstasy then the guilt started to set in. ‘What did I just do?’ I thought, ‘Oh my God, I just let my son fuck me.’
“Look, Max,” I said, “I don’t know what just happened, but I don’t want it to ruin what we have, ok? I’m still your mother and you’re still my son. Tomorrow lets make sure everything goes back to normal and there’s no weirdness between us, ok?”
“Ok, Mom,” Max said, “but what about the rest of the night?”
With that, I took my sons cock in my mouth and started giving him a blow job. If we were only going to do this once, I wanted to make sure we did it as much as we could.To Be Continued…

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“AUNT GORGEOUS”

Aunt Gorgeous
By Blueheatt
…My Aunt lived with my single mom, my sister and I. She was beautiful to me. She was my mom’s sexy younger sister. Watching her around the house in her night clothes, robe, panties and bra was pleasantly driving me wild.
… My sister teased me about having the hots for her. I told sis that there was something about her that got me hard. Sis said: “So I’ve noticed…Mr. lumpy pants.” I told sis: “Sis, you know I’ve always had the hots for YOU first, come here and let me feel those tittys of yours.”
…She always got flustered when I said stuff like that and covered her chest with her arms and got pink in the face. (“Don’t do that Bobby!,…. you know I have a little crush on you and stuff like that doesn’t help me deal with it.”) she whispered. “Come on sis, step over here and let me feel at least one tit…please.” as I continued teasing her. I loved the wide eyed look she always got, and now she took one hand and covered her pussy over her night gown. It was like I was going to jump up and grab her tits and pussy. She had this cute scared look just waiting for me to strike. I said: “Come on sis, just a few steps and I’ll make you feel real good.” She whispered: (“…Bobby! Stop it!..”)
….She was breathing hard now with a look of…’is he going to feel me up or not?’…
…Sis thought….
…damn you Bobby!…you know that talk makes me hot. Maybe I’ll just stand her and let him feel me up. He’s done it before and I just let him do it. It felt so damn good, that’s when the crush started. Look at him just sitting there smiling at me. I couldn’t have an ugly older brother,… no… I got sexy Bobby. Well…make your move Bobby, I’m in the mood to be felt up and more, so now’s the time big brother…
….I looked at sis’s cute figure and tits as she gave me this little sexy smile. I stood up. She jumped and took a tiny step toward my bedroom doorway. She began to giggle as I held my arms out wide and said: “Sis, I’m sorry, let’s hug and let me make it up to you.” I waited. “One hug?” she said. “Yep” I said.
“Are you going to try and feel me up?”
“I sure am” as I lunged at her, she giggled and said “ I might tell on you, Bobby.”
“No you wont, you like it and we both know it. So put those arms down and let me feel those nice tits of yours.” She kicked the door shut with her foot and took my hands and put them on her tits.
…. Our hug became a sexy squirming pussy and boner rub. “I’m sexier than Aunt Sara, say it Bobby…Aunt Sara won’t let you feel her up and I know you love feeling me up Bobby. Say it Bobby…‘Sis is the sexist girl in the world’…do it an I’ll let you feel me ‘down there’.”
“Sis,…If you’ll jack my boner, I’ll lick you ‘down there.” She whispered: (“Is anybody home?”)
…I said “Nope”. She fumbled for the zipper on my pants when we hear a knock on my bedroom door. “Are you in there Bobby?”, our Aunt Sara says. My sis panicked as I said: “Yes…” “Is Sissy in there?” I said “Yes.” “Ok…we’ll talk later.” I looked at sis and she was in shock. She whispered: (“…Bobby!…she’ll think we’re messing around and tell mom!”) Sis was too shook up to continue….damn…just as I was going to get her to jack me off or suck me off or something. Sis flung open the door to see a surprised Aunt Sara who was obviously listening and quickly walked away….
….Later in the day Sara pulled me aside for a talk. She stood close to me. She had a beautiful face, tits, hair and she really liked me and was always touching me and rubbing on me.
…She talked quietly in the garage. “Bobby….a…it’s none of my business…but…if you and Sissy are doing something sexually you shouldn’t, I can help you. If you need a female to feel or release your male feelings to, you just let me know and I’m always available to help you. She then pulled me close to her for what I thought was a hug. Her hand started feeling my back and she started to whisper in my ear. Damn she smelled so good and was so sexy I got a boner. She felt it and moved her pussy back and forth in it. (“..any time bobby….any time you want a girl to feel, we’ll get together and let those feelings you get out. Say you’ll do it for me.. please.”)
….Son of a bitch…I felt her pussy on my boner, her tits in my chest and now she was feeling my butt cheeks. I wasn’t about pass this up.
“Sara…I need to release my feelings tonight if you have time. Mom works all night tonight and sis is staying the night with her friend (I think). I need a woman to feel. My girlfriend and I have split up for now and…”
…I thought Sara was going to pass out. She was huffing and puffing in my ear. “Oh Bobby…come to my bedroom tonight and….(she takes a big breath)..I’ll take care of your needs. I hope it doesn’t bother….. you that I’m your Aunt, because we can’t let that….(breath).., stand in the way…Ok?”
…Damn if she didn’t reach between us and squeeze my boner. I reached up and felt her warm tits. We gave each other a little preview of what was going to happen tonight….I hoped.
….Sissy was pissed at Sara and ignored her for messing up our feel up session. She feared she would tell mom something and we’d be in big trouble. I talked to Sis later and told her I had a talk with Aunt Sara and said there will be ’no’ telling mom anything. Sis looked at me and grinned….”Just what kind of a deal have made with Sara?…Bobby….Bobby, look at me!…you better not be messing with that bitch. You owe me a feel up and more. You caused my crush on you. Now you gotta pay for that…”
….She backed me up against the wall in the hallway and pushed her pussy into me real hard. I grabbed her tits and we did a quick return to our feel fest where we left off. Sis was hot and she wanted my attention. She whispered breathlessly…(“…Bobby…I’m tired of waiting for you to make a move on me…so I’m going to do the moving on you. Don’t lock your bedroom at night….damn you Bobby… you make me so hot for you…”) She gave me a quick tongue kiss and walked away smiling smugly….
I just stood there smiling for a second and thought…
I like my cool sister….but I can’t pass up my aunt….mmmm. That night I waited for sis to leave….she gave me the ‘look’ and said it had been called off. Well there goes my date with Aunt….but wait…I’ll go sis’s bedroom first a get a feel up, then wait till 12am or so and then go to Aunt’s. About 10:30 I went to sis’s room.
….The room was dark and it smelled like flowers…she was naked. I just had on my pajamas bottoms on….she pulled me down on her and took off my pajamas and locked her legs around me. She kissed me over and over again… my hardon rested against her pussy….She whispered: (..I got you now big brother…)
…I felt her beautiful tits and she jacked my hardon at her entrance…then guided it in…oh yes…
….I started slow pumping her deep, I like to hear the moaning sounds…. She smelled like rich perfume and her body did too. I speeded up a she reacted with a ’gasp’ …..and she held on to me for the impending climax she wanted so bad…. her vagina did a squeeze of its own along with a …”Ohhhh ’’…and we shook and strained…I shot a load again & again in her as we kissed and moaned for a long time….she wouldn’t let go….she just shook…
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The time was near for Aunt….I went to her door, which was open. She lay naked in the middle of the bed….I approached her and laid down…she whispered: (“…you’ve come..”). She rolled over on me and started kissing me all over….then she brought her knees up and started slowly started jacking my dick….her bush rubbed on my balls and she started breathing hard. I got mouthful of her breasts which I got a full hardon. She said: (..”…your not lonely…I’m horny!!, you bad boy…. You just wanted to see me naked…well try it out… I think I’ll rape you….”). She inserted my dick in her mouth and deep throated me…..
….I moaned as I grabbed her hair and guided her to my pleasure….she loved it and squeezed my balls to the point of pain…I was going to cum…when she got off and buried my dick in her pussy.
….Man could she fuck….is had been a long time since she had any fucking…..I felt her tits as they bounced on me and speeded up….she started making these sounds…..’oh yes–oh yes….Oh yes!…I love it….Oh yes’ …and more and more…‘O god!’….and I had to cum …she was like a bucking mare with moans to go with it…”OOoooohhhh Oooooohhhh” and she received a jolt ….I came & came and gave all I had….….she shook and kissed all my face over & over again….…and we laid there spent in each others arms….
At 2am my sister came in and woke me up….pulled me out and put in her bed….I fucked her for another hour…..at 3am I went in my bedroom……and collapsed..
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