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Tiny House 1

Josh, who is part owner of a construction company, along with his sister Amy, take on building a Tiny House, for this 52 year old friend of his sister. Little did Josh know, how intimate his sister and Rhonda actually were, at first.

“RUNAWAY” Chapter 5 “Meeting The Belt”

Follow along as Holly, traveling by the name of Sammi Shepherd, hitchhikes across the country facing the dangers of being an attractive young lady, while having daydreams and nightmares about the sexually depraved things Roger did or arranges others to do to her, while she does everything she can to establish a new identity and life for herself. You can find the other chapters as well as my other stories here: https://www.sexstories.com/profile269763/brokenwing

Falling For Susan Ch.1

I would like to thank ChasP and BlackStallion21 for editing. I will try update it regularly, a chapter in every two weeks. Focus is more on the story line, though I intend to include plenty of it.John and Anna.
John slowed down his pace upon reaching his neighborhood. Reducing the volume on his iPod he trotted towards his house. He had hoped a morning run would clear his mind but he was as confused as he had been hours ago. He didn’t notice the song playing through his headphones or the elderly couple taking a morning stroll or the paperboy delivering the daily newspaper. Everything seemed irrelevant at the moment except for one question.
‘What am I going to do if Anna didn’t get in?’ he asked himself for a thousandth time. From the time he could remember he and Anna had been together in everything, no matter what it was, from silly pranks on their parents or friends to serious thing like stealing a police car on a dare. If they were in for a lecture from any of their parents they were in it together. Growing up John couldn’t ask for another best friend.
Entering through the back door John silently walked towards his room, not wanting to wake his parents early on a Saturday. Tossing the iPod on his bed he quickly shrugged out of his sweaty pants and t-shirt and rushed to his bathroom. He turned on the shower and stood under lukewarm water spray. His cold body welcomed warmth and his thoughts returned to Anna.
Academically John’s performance was great but Anna’s was the best. They were both accepted into many prestigious colleges all over the country. But Anna nearly fainted when John got his acceptance letter from a university which they really want to attend and she didn’t. She spent the next fifteen minutes bugging Alan (postman), until he told her to piss off, for her acceptance letter. She was quite sure Alan or someone in the postal department misplaced it.
That was a week ago and the chances of Anna getting in were beginning to thin. Ever since they entered high school, both teens set their eyes on a particular university; it was one of the most prestigious colleges in the country and best of all it was only eighty miles from home. Being an only child, John was very close to his parents and same went for Anna. They both wanted to stay as close as possible to home. The next university with same status was eight hundred miles away. They could attend some other college nearby but their parents would never accept that. When it came to education their parents never settled for anything other than the best.
John was now torn between home and Anna. If he accepted the offer it meant saying goodbye to eighteen years of friendship. If he chose to attend the same college as she, it would mean staying far away from home with no weekend visits. On the top of all of this, he was still surprised that Anna was not accepted. Graduation was only weeks away and they hadn’t made a decision. They decided to wait till the last day before choosing.
“Come out, you lazy ass,” Anna’s voice came in along with the loud banging on the bathroom door. “How long are you going to stay in there? I have been waiting for you since forever.”
“Quit it. I will be out in a minute,” John shouted, with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “When are you going to learn to knock before entering my room?”
John grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his hips, not bothering to wipe his body as he opened the bathroom door.
Anna jumped on him wrapping her arms around his naked wet chest and started bouncing up and down in his arms laughing. His vision was filled with fiery red hair and John tightened his grip on her to bring her down to earth.
“I got in. I got in. I got in,” she exclaimed with glee. “Alan brought the letter as soon as he could after seeing my name on the envelope. I am so happy right now.”
Hearing those words John’s tension melted away and he hugged Anna as tightly as he could. Anna hugged him back increasing her grip. They stayed like that for a few moments. John became aware of her wonderful body and quickly disentangled himself from her embrace.
“Great, that’s just great. All that left is graduation. I can’t wait to live the college life.” John said with pure excitement. Even through the recent confusion he was really looking forward to it. Now that the things where on track John paid attention to the details.
A water strain appeared on Anna’s white t-shirt, a result of her hugging his wet body, making it semi-transparent. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. ‘Shit! No bra,’ John thought shifting uncomfortably to hide his instant arousal. But Anna paid no attention to any of that.
“John, what would you have done if I hadn’t gotten in?” she asked him looking in his eyes, expecting a truthful answer.
“What a stupid question, Anna. Of course I would have come with you,” he answered without a doubt. John realized the truth behind his involuntary words. Yes, he would have chosen to go with her sooner or later.
“I know I can always count you,” she said and hugged him again. “I can’t wait to tell mom and dad about this. I just ran here after receiving the letter.”
John disentangled himself so that Anna couldn’t feel his hard on. He walked her to the front door, silently listening to her exited babble.
“See ya.” Anna stood on tiptoes and kissed his cheek before walking towards her house across the street.
“See ya.” John stood in door way watching her until she disappeared in to her house.
John didn’t have a single memory without Anna in it. Part of the reason was that their parents had been best buddies since med school. Anna was also cool to hang out with and not to mention the fact that she was the most beautiful girl in the whole school or the whole town.
Anna’s red hair was long and straight & glowed like fire. She liked to leave it free over her shoulders so the orange highlights could be seen when sunlight hit her hair. Her face was slightly angular with distinct high cheek bones, with a straight edged artistic nose. Her lips were full, and attractive dimples are formed on either side of her mouth whenever she smiled. Her beautiful smile could light up the entire town. Her almond shaped eyes were deep blue and one could be lost forever just by looking in them.
At 5 ft. 9 inches, Anna was every guy’s fantasy in high school. Though she considered herself a bit tall, to John she was perfect. John got a few glimpses of her naked body few times (pure accidents). Her tits were perky without any sag and pointed nipples. John once raided her drawer and found her to be 34c. Her slender waist and wider hips formed a perfect pear shaped body.
Filled with these thoughts, John strolled into kitchen. His mother was up and making breakfast. Noticing him she turned around to give a ‘good morning’ kiss as usual.
“Don’t you think you would be more comfortable with your clothes on, honey?” she asked, diverting her attention back to cooking.
“Yeah mom, first I need some water and by the way, Anna just got her admittance letter.”
“That’s a relief, John.” She turned her head to look at him, over her shoulder. “I was a little worried myself.”
John grabbed a glass, filled it with water and gulped it down. His mother left the kitchen, presumably to wake his father for breakfast. He followed her out to his own room, watching her.
Samantha, John’s mother, at 40, was still is in great shape. Her blonde hair was smooth and straight and she was 5 ft. 6 inches tall. John owed his mom for most of his facial features.
Unlike his mom, John was tall. His height and build were from his father, Richard. At 6 ft. 2 John’s a couple of inches shorter than his father. He inherited his father’s black hair but he got his mother’s piercing green eyes and cheek bones. John liked to maintain his body. A daily hour in gym, along with his football practice ensured that.
Along with sports, he also managed to keep his grades up, unlike other jocks on his team. Frankly, Anna was the reason behind them. All in all, this made sure that John had access to any hot girl in the school, either a cheerleader or a geek. He had had his fair share of them and none could resist his charm if he put his mind to it. Right now he is dating Amanda, a hot strawberry blonde with a gorgeous rack.
Most of his friends wonder why he wouldn’t date Anna. Sure, Anna was the hottest, cutest and sexiest girl in the whole school but she was also his best friend. He didn’t want to lose her by making a wrong move. He treasured her friendship beyond anything and did not want to lead their relation in a direction that might make her feel uncomfortable.
Right now the only thing he was looking forward to was his high school graduation and the after summer college life. Graduation and break up.
“Why can’t you do anything properly?” Anna grabbed the tie from John’s hands. Placing it around his neck she tied the knot.
“Thanks. No matter how many times I try, I can never get this right.” John checked the knot with his hands, loosening it a bit. They were standing on the school grounds watching the stage, prepared specially for their graduation, waiting to be called. John was wearing formal white shirt, neatly tucked into black pants. Anna made her entrance in a lovely blue dress, matching the color of her eyes, ending a couple of inches over her knees. “Come on. It’s time.” Anna pulled the black graduation cap over her head. John did the same, his eyes searching for Amanda. She was late, as usual. Anna pulled john’s hand dragging him towards the teenagers, forming the line, impatiently waiting for their named to be called. As her name started with an A, Anna moved ahead in the line, leaving John behind.
John turned around, searching, wondering where in the hell Amanda was? A few moments later, she came running towards him. “I got held up by mom.” She answered his unasked question, giving him a brief hug and quick peck on the lips. She was wearing a low cut, pink, short gown, which barely covered her ass. No wonder she got held up by her mom. Amanda wiggled away from her mother’s lecture regarding her dress. She leaned forward, catching her breath, adding a good portion to her fairly exposed cleavage.
John bent down to kiss her cheek. “You look beautiful.” he whispered in her ear, knowing that she was expecting a compliment. Hearing it, she blushed deeply. “Now hurry, you are one of first ones to be called upon to the stage.”
Amanda took her place in the line, in front of Anna, talking to her. It took few minutes for the first student to be called. John cheered silently, for both girls, unable to see them from the backstage. When his name was announced, John stepped on to the stage with a relief that the wait was over. He looked over and found his parents. Anna and her parents were clapping wildly. Little to the right, Amanda’s parents were doing the same. Before he came to his senses, John had the certificate in his hand and was shooed off the stage, making way for the next student.
John stood there not really knowing what was happening or what happened. He’d waited for this moment for a long time and it was over in a matter of seconds. Shrugging his shoulders, he walked towards his parents.
He was immediately pulled down by his mother, Samantha, for a hug and a kiss on forehead. “Oh god, John we are so proud of you.” Tears welled in her eyes. John wondered how a med school graduate could get this sentimental over a simple high school graduation. ‘Well, that’s what mothers do,’ he thought to himself.
As soon as she pulled back Jessica raised on her toes to give him a kiss on both cheeks. “I am so happy. You have no idea how much happy I am.” Jess also started crying.
Jessica, Anna’s mother, was a read head just like her. The man with John’s father is Anna’s father, Daniel, a leading cardiologist in the country. Like Richard, Daniel also has imposing personality.
“Good work son.” Richard gave his son a one hand hug, other wrapped around Anna shoulder.
“You already know how I feel kids. So just give me a hug,” Daniel said extending his arms.
“Photo time,” Sam dug up a camera from her purse and started taking snapshots.
Couple of hours and what seemed like a hundred pictures later, everything calmed down. Finally, parents started leaving. Most of the kids remained, to attend one of the parties. John and Anna walked their parents back to their cars.
“Have fun, kids,” John’s dad said before getting into his car.
“Don’t come home early,” Anna’s dad shouted and received a friendly punch from his wife.
Anna and John got into his Volvo XC90 and headed to football team captain, Michael’s, guest house. Michael considered himself very luck to graduate, as he lost his hope of graduating high school long time ago. Now he’s throwing a huge party and probably the best.
“What about Amanda?” Anna asked, stretching her hands and legs. Her dress rose a few inches up exposing her soft thighs. It took every ounce of his concentration to keep his eyes on the road.
“She left half an hour ago. I will meet her at the party.” John answered, his eyes traveling back to her thighs. Anna didn’t seem to notice. If she did, she didn’t say anything.
Michael’s guesthouse was blazing with music and activity. Drinks were circulating freely. Some people were drunk enough to skinny dip in the backyard pool. When they walked through the front, all the male attention was diverted towards Anna. She had broken up with her boyfriend six weeks ago and most of the guys were hoping to get lucky, including her ex.
John found Amanda talking to some girls. Noticing him she stood up and gave him a long kiss. Their tongues found each other and started wrestling. John gripped her ass cheeks with his hands to lift her higher. She curled her hands around his neck to maintain her balance. After a minute, she pulled back to catch her breath.
A few friends came to greet them, forcing them apart. John helped himself to a couple of drinks and passed chit chatting with someone, kissing Amanda every now and then. John looked across from time to time and saw guys flirting with Anna. When the party started heating up, Amanda suggested they go upstairs. But every bedroom upstairs turned out to be locked from the inside.
“None available at the moment,” John said, as he tried the last bedroom door.
“Let’s go to your car.” Amanda grabbed his hand and pulled him. They were out of the door and in the backseat of his Volvo in under a minute.
“Kiss me,” Amanda whispered in his ear. John grabbed her head and attacked her mouth with his. Their tongues fought for control. Her hand found his cock and rubbed it through his pants. John broke the kiss and slid his mouth over her chin. Amanda moaned.
John reached around her back and pulled down the zipper. Amanda rose slightly, shrugging the dress off her shoulders. She was naked underneath. When her huge tits popped into view, John attacked them mercilessly. He took the right nipple into his mouth while pinching the left one with his thumb and index finger. Her breath was now coming in gasps and she started making purring sounds.
He moved his right hand over her stomach, teasing her belly button. Slowly he moved it further down and started caressing her thighs. She pushed his head over to her left nipple. John oscillated between them while his hand traced circles closer and closer to her pussy, teasing her. He reached the edge of her lips and pushed a finger inside. She moaned in response.
“Oh God… Oh God… Oh God.”
John inserted another finger in her pussy and started moving them in and out. Amanda rocked her hips back and forth, matching his moments. She pulled his head back and brought her lips back to his. She moaned in his mouth, still riding his fingers like a mad girl. She pulled her head back and cried in pleasure.
“Oh…oh…Joh…John…don’t…don’t stop.”
She caught his hand and pulled it deeper. She shook violently for a minute and pulled his fingers out of her. Looking in his eyes she simply said “My turn.”
She loosened his tie, pulling it over his head. Her hands found his buckle and loosened it. She undid his zipper and pulled down his pants along with his underwear. His rock hard cock sprang upward, seeking attention
Amanda got on her knees and started licking the tip with her tongue. John pulled the seat back to give her more space. Her hands caught the base of his dick and started moving up and down along the length of his shaft. She simply licked the tip while her hands milked him. John caught her head and pushed it towards his cock. She took the head in her mouth and John shoved a couple of inches into her mouth. She slid her mouth on his tool, finally managing to take it all the way in. When the head hit the back of her mouth John started bucking his hip, fucking her mouth.
“Amanda….soon…I am cumming…” John moaned.
John grabbed her hair tightly and shot his load in her mouth. She swallowed the whole stream with a smile on her face, and licked his dick clean.
Amanda rose and sat on his lap, straddling his legs. She kissed him and their tongues lashed out to meet again. “I need you in me now,” she whispered. “Now fuck me.”
She reached for cock and held it straight. Kissing him she slowly slid it inside her. They stayed like that for a minute, his cock inside her hot, wet cunt, without any moment apart from kissing. Slowly she started grinding her hips. John caught her ass and raised her a little before pulling her back. Amanda threw her head backwards and started fucking John. He kissed her neck and jaw.
“Har…harder….harder,” she cried. John started pounding her back.
“Harder… fuck that little pussy harder.” John increased his pace bringing his mouth to her right breast.
“Yes suck them…suck them…suck them.” John took a nipple in his mouth and chewed on it. He slid his hard in between the cracks of her cheeks, inserted a finger in her little hole and finger fucked it. That drove Amanda to the edge.
“I am close…so close…faster,” she shouted. John increased his pace further along with his finger in her asshole.
“Ah…I am…ah…ah….cumming,” she moaned. Her body shook violently and she exploded on his cock. This drove John to the edge and he started pumping his seed deep into her.
They sat still catching their breath. Finally Amanda moved to retrieve her dress from car floor. She slid her hands into shoulder’s flaps and John zipped her back. John pulled his pants upward and fastened his belt. Amanda sat in the side seat silently, looking out. She looked like she wanted to tell him something but was unable to find the right words. John sat looking at her face without making any sound.
“John, we need to talk,” she spoke finally.
“Sure,” John replied, knowing that an after-sex talk was really dangerous. He knew this was going to happen sometime. Amanda got in to a college two thousand miles away. She wanted to study politics.
“I don’t think a long distance relationship is going to work,” she said flatly.
“Yes. I was thinking the same.”
“So this is it, then.”
“Yes. This is it,” John said, looking into her eyes. She leaned forward and gave him deep, slow, lingering kiss. Breaking the kiss, she got out of the car and walked away without looking back.
John sat in the car waiting for the pain to come. But strangely, it didn’t. Partly because he knew that this was going to happen. Still he expected some pain. Then it hit him. He liked Amanda. He liked her a lot but he never had any genuine feelings for her. Probably, it was same with her too. John wasn’t stupid enough to think that all the high school romances would last forever, especially when they were going to live thousands of miles apart for the next four years. He knew some people made it work. He also knew some people tried very hard to make it work, But that happened only if they had true feelings for each other and a spark of love, like any other. John was fortunate or unfortunate to have never felt that spark. John considered himself former because he was only eighteen. There’s enough time ahead to fall in love. Right now, he just wants to enjoy his life.
Shaking his head John got out of the car to enjoy rest of the party. He spent time with his friends, drinking and laughing. He was careful not to drink too much. One look at Anna and it was pretty clear that she couldn’t drive. A little after two Anna wanted to go home. They were in the car when Anna spoke.
“Seems like you had a good time.” she said looking at the backseat.
“Yeah, pretty much. What about you? I saw Jason trying to hang out with you.” Jason is her ex.
“He’s a jerk. All he cared about was getting in my pants. I don’t want to talk about him,” she replied hotly, turning away from him.
“I broke up with Amanda,” John said after a few minutes of silence.
“What? Oh,” she said looking back at him when the words finally registered with her brain. “I am sorry.”
“Don’t be. I am not.”
“OK.” She moved closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. She fell asleep immediately.
John stared at her beautiful face for a moment before diverting his attention to the road. Yep, there’s no pain. He just looked forward to his future. He got into great college. His best friend will be beside him. What could possibly go wrong?
Little did he know that everything was going to change. He never expected that college was about nothing but change. He certainly never thought that his life was going to take an unexpected turn when he met Susan, a woman who would change everything about him, her and Anna. College and Leslie.
John stood in the circle formed by the cluster of buildings. All the freshmen were organized into different groups, for a tour of the entire campus. At noon all the groups converged here for the lunch break as every famous dinner and fast food joint were located in this little space. In the center there was a beautifully designed water fountain with a small garden around it. Water from all the fountain heads showered on to a huge University logo, carved out of the black marble. The raised pavement around the fountain was wide enough to accommodate a dozen food stalls camped on it. Currently his family was gathered around a small hot dog stall.
To the left were academic research buildings and lecture halls and one of the student resident halls, in which John and Anna were able to secure rooms, was only two blocks away on the right. As the campus housing was based on first come first served basis, Anna made sure that their rooms were as close as possible to the lecture halls. Freshmen were allowed cars but John didn’t see any reason to take out his Volvo daily. It was just a ten minute walk and John loved to walk as it helps him clear his mind.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Anna said, standing behind him, looking at the marble logo.
“Yes, it is,” He answered and turned around. Anna had a red T-shirt on with college logo on it, like all other freshmen, and blue skin tight jeans that hugged her really long legs. Her red long hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was as beautiful as ever. John grabbed the second hot dog she was carrying and started gulping it down.
He looked over her shoulders at his parents. Since parents were allowed to take the tour along with the students it was hard to keep them away. His father was talking to an old man selling the hotdogs and his mother, Samantha, was watching him. “Geez, John, take it slow.” Anna wiped a bit of sausage, he successfully smeared on his face. From the corner of his eye he could see his mother smiling at Anna’s involuntary action and she whispered something in Jess’ ear. Both mothers started giggling but John didn’t know why. Sometimes women were mystery to him and he stopped trying to figure out what they were thinking long time ago.
“Okay kids, It’s almost time for you orientation. Get going. We will meet you here after.” Daniel, Anna’s father, nudged them to join the student group leaving to attend the orientation. His father nodded his head while their mothers just waved their hands when they left.
A half an hour later they were sitting in a huge lecture hall listening to the most boring student orientation ever. Anna grabbed the seats in middle knowing that John would never sit in the front. Five minutes later Anna was engrossed in the speech, on college history, rules and regulations, being given by a stern looking senior professor but John had lost interest. He started checking out the girls, who were seated around him. What John noticed was male to female ratio was well balanced and some of the young ladies present were real eye candies.
One thing that bothered John was most male attention was directed in his direction rather than the dais in the front. Anna was still into the lecture, oblivious to all the attention she was receiving. This confirmed what John already knew. Anna was freaking hot and beautiful than all the girls present in the hall. ‘Get your eyes off her you assholes’ John wanted to scream but he just sat there with a big scowl on his face.
After a few minutes his foul mood eased off knowing that this was gone happen sometime and he was back to checking out the nearby girls. A good portion of them were real attractive in one way or the other. Like him some of them had lost interest in the lecture and were looking in random directions. There are many cute read heads, sexy brunettes and attractive blondes. What caught John’s eye was an animated chatter of a cute little blonde, sitting a few rows ahead,
Shoulder length blonde hair, that curled her face and a height of five four, give or take an inch. As John observed she was cute. Her lips were a round, with a delicate touch of pink lipstick. She had a plane skin which looked like its goanna turn red if something touched her a little harder than necessary.
She turned her head precisely at that moment and caught John staring at her. Instead of turning away, he simply smiled at her. She returned the smile but turned a deep shade of red, quickly looked ahead. They continued their little game for the rest of the speech. One would catch other looking and smiled in return.
Finally, the orientation came to an end and thankfully Anna didn’t seem to notice that John’s concentration was on something else. Someone passed a few flyers in the end about the college. Anna struck up a conversation with a brunette beside her. John stood up and took a few steps searching for the little blonde in commotion caused by the students leaving the hall.
“Hi” someone called out to him from his right. He turned around and found himself facing her. She was straining her neck upwards to look at his face.
“Hi, I am John,” he introduced himself.
“Hi. I am Leslie.” She noticed Anna heading towards them. “Call me.” She handed John her flyer and danced away from him before he could reply. There’s a phone number scribbled, using a red lipstick, on it.
“Is that the shorty you have been staring at?” Anna asked him looked in the direction Leslie went. Busted!
“Yep, she’s cute,” John replied. No point in hiding now.
“She’s short,” Anna said in matter of fact tone. “Come on, we need to get going.” She grabbed his hand and started dragging him towards the nearest exit, ignoring all the gathered boys hoping to talk to her.
They found their parents near same hot dog stall. In minutes all six of them clambered in to his Volvo XC90 and were racing towards some fancy restaurant in the town for dinner.
Richard drove them to an upscale restaurant, called Paradise, which looked like a set for a Hollywood film. A group of people were waiting outside and a valet took their car, eyeing them curiously. When Richard handed him a hundred dollar bill his eyes widened in surprise. He quickly pocketed the money and rushed towards the Volvo.
They stopped at a receptionist table outside. A tender young blonde was looking at them with same expression of the valet (before the hundred dollar bill), like they were lost. Who can blame her? John looked around and confirmed what he already knew. They are seriously under dressed. Two of them were still in their freshmen uniform and their parents’ attire was suited more for taking a stroll in the public park than to eat here. All the men waiting outside wore tuxedos and the women were dressed to kill.
“How can I help you, sir?” the receptionist asked them drawing a smile from Richard. Sam laughed with her eyes when the young woman’s heart fluttered at her husband’s smile, which John inherited.
“Yes, we have reservations,” Richard replied.
“I am sorry, sir. Even if you did you are not dressed appropriately. So, I am afraid I have to ask you to cancel them and leave.”
“They are on the name Richard Miller. Why don’t you check your list?” Richard said still smiling. Sam shot a sympathetic, knowing glance towards the young woman. If her husband decides on something, he can be pretty hot headed.
“I am sorry, sir,” she repeated. “But you -” she cut off as the realization drawn to her.
“I sincerely apologize for my mistake, Mr. Miller. Your table’s waiting for you. Please, follow me.” She signaled her colleague to cover for her. It had been a close call. She had had come very close to losing her job.
“Don’t worry about it. Happens all the time,” Daniel said from the back. She looked back only to find another heart breaker smiling at her.
Can’t imagine why, she thought. How can she expect that the great Richard Miller and his family would show up in plain jeans and tees? Her manager practically danced when Mr. Miller called for the reservations. He called her twice in the evening telling her to escort them to the table herself and notify him immediately.
“My name is Janet,” she said as they reached their table. She took the menu cards from a waiter and placed handed them to everyone. “I will give you some time to order.” She was off to find the manager.
John took a seat opposite Anna and started scanning the menu, which was a lot thicker than the normal ones. It’s probably due to the fact that the restaurant offers items from most of the cuisines known.
“You could have told us this was a formal restaurant and save us all the trouble.” Sam sent an accusatory glare towards her husband.
“Lady, suits and gowns are for dates, dances and meetings. When I have dinner with my family I like to wear what I want but you already know that. So stop nagging at me,” Richard said rising an eyebrow.
“Damn right,” Daniel agreed. Sam and Jess simply rolled their eyes at their husbands while Anna laughed lightly.
When the waitress came back a few minutes later they were ready with their orders. When the food was server it turned out to be damn good. It had to be, John thought, considering the few hundred bucks spent on each meal.
For the next hour they made small talk about things like interested courses, living away from home etc. They were only interrupted once when the manager came to greet them. Nothing out of ordinary until Daniel signaled for their attention.
“Here’s to our children, the best of all,” he raised his glass for a toast. All the parents raised their glasses acknowledging it. John grinned while Anna blushed. Never before was there a toast given in their names.
“And we got you these as a token appreciation, for being most sensible and responsible kids,” Daniel continued, pulling out a pair of keys and tossing them on the center of the table.
John’s heart skipped a beat when both the keys came with the Porsche logo. John picked the nearest key and examined every detail. He was very satisfied with his Volvo but only an idiot wouldn’t exchange it for a brand new Porsche.
“Sensible and responsible; even when we stole the cop’s car?” Anna asked picking the other key and Jess glared at her daughter. God, she never got over that.
“There were couple of times when we thought of strangling you,” Sam answered. “Excluding them I would say you earned it.”
“What are the models?” John asked. He might be in to cars but he can’t tell the model just by looking at the keys.
“Where’s the fun in that.” Richard laughed. “Go look for yourselves. They are waiting for you in the parking lot of your dorm.”
“Can we leave now?”
“Hold your horses John. You have plenty of time when we leave tonight. Till then you are struck with us,” Jess said waving her hand.
An hour later they were pulling in front of the student dorm where John and Anna goanna spend the next academic year. As both of their parents were required at work early, they are in a bit hurry to leave. All the women eyes were filled with tears as soon they got down.
“I am going to miss you.” Sam gave John a bone crushing Hug. “I love you.”
John rubbed his mother’s back slowly telling her that he felt the same. “I love you too, mom.”
Beside him both the redheads were sobbing in each other arms. When Jess raised her and met John’s eyes, she pulled him for another hug and kissing him on both the cheeks. He would miss her too. Jess was his mother as much as Sam and Anna, probably feels the same, was now in the arms of Sam. Both the fathers gave him a one hand hug but Anna pulled them in for a long one.
When their parents pulled out of the parking lot, Anna was still sobbing into John’s shoulder. Together they watched the car disappear in to the traffic.
“It must seem silly for crying when we will see them every other week,” Anna said without raising her head.
“No. It’s not. Let’s face it Anna. We have always been closer to our parents than most of the kids. It’s O.K to cry,” John said rubbing her shoulder.
He pulled her towards the parking lot, the only way to divert Anna’s attention. “Let’s go check out our new rides.”
Their Jaws dropped when they saw them. There they are, two new Porsches, parked side by side.
One of them was a shiny dark blue metallic ‘911 Turbo S Cabriolet’ with a black convertible top. This little baby has 530 hp and can do zero to sixty in 3.2 seconds. The leather seats and interior were titanium blue.
Beside it sat a hot Red ‘Cayenne Turbo S’. This SUV has 550 hp and can do zero to sixty in 4.3 seconds. Same as the 911 the interiors were matching red.
Anna danced towards 911 running her hand over the shiny blue exterior. She pulled out the keys, unlocking it and jumping into the driver’s seat, removing her high heels. John got into the side seat when the engine started to purr like a kitten.
“Let’s go for a ride,” Anna shouted and the little 911 shot out like a bullet. The city was glowing with lights and Anna skillfully navigated through the never ending traffic. Finding a small ice cream corner Anna pulled to side and got out.
Bare footed she ran towards ice cream booth and got a couple of cones. She threw one to John. “This calls for a celebration. Look at it, it’s so cute.” Anna’s eyes went all gooey when she looked at it.
“Sure is,” John replied. Well it’s cute but John was more interested in its engine. It has a top track speed of 193 mph. One day he will put it to test.
Beside him Anna was still ogling at the car. At least he succeeded in deviating her or else she would have spent all night crying.
“It’s a pity we will not be using them daily,” John said. He decided to pop its hood at the earliest opportunity and take a look at the engine.
“Yes, it is. It’s ridiculous to use a car for a five minute walk,” Anna said licking the cone.
John took the wheel on the return journey. It handled like a dream. The acceleration and breaking systems were remarkable. He almost broke a couple of traffic rules while testing what the new car is capable of. They repeated same process for the Cayenne.
When they finally got away from their rides, the toll of the really long day took its effect on them. Their dorm floors alternates between the males and females. Anna got out on the fourth floor giving him a fierce hug.
John got out on the next floor and headed towards his room. His roommate whoever he is, hasn’t checked in yet. He changed into his pajamas. He wanted check his emails, some computer game updates but was out like a light within seconds, when his head hit the pillow. Susan.
John rolled over to shut his alarm off and ended face down on his dorm floor, nearly breaking his nose. Cursing he pulled himself up and staggered to the bathroom. What a great way to start a Monday.
Damn! He had full day ahead. The morning session was filled with classes and the afternoon one with a lab. If he was lucky, the lab will not drag on. May be they will get lo leave after the introductions.
In no hurry, John got ready for the day ahead. He met Anna in her floors lounge (every floor had one). She looked great, as usual. They went to the common dining area for breakfast. While eating Anna pulled out their schedule and started scanning them. They were in the same classes throughout the semester, she made sure of that. As both of them wanted to do a major in computers and a minor in management, why not have the same classes. They paid with their student cards, figuring it would be best way, instead of cash.
Anna was babbling about all sorts of things during their five minute walk from the dorm to classrooms. It took them a few minutes to find their classrooms but they finally managed to settle in the center seats with plenty of time. Thanks to Anna and her sense of punctuality they were early than most of the other students.
The classrooms were auditorium styles with a two per bench seating, which means the professor has clear vision of everyone present. The morning session dragged on and on. John sighed when the last hour came to an end.
In less than two hours they were expected in the computer lab. The fact that steely looking professor Bell who thought the third hour, was the one in charge of the lab session didn’t help either.
They had their lunch in the cafeteria and passed the rest of the time. When they entered in to one of the huge computer labs, it was crowded. Professor Bell took three classes and all the three classes’ students were divided into only two lab sessions, one on Monday and the other on Tuesday.
Anna waved to some girls, while the professor bell called for their attention. John caught some one waving to him and turned around to find Leslie. She tried and failed to wiggle towards them.
The noise died down, when the professor started writing something on the black board in the front. For the next half an hour one of the teaching assistants explained what they were expected to do.
“The assignments and projects should be submitted as a group. A single group must contain three members. You can choose you own team mates, so choose wisely,” the TA ended his speech.
Choose wisely. Great how are they supposed to do that when they don’t even know the person next to them? Anna got to work and pulled someone towards them. That’s how he met Susan.

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The webs we weave

My sister, Laura, and I have always been close. But when she came out as a lesbian, everything changed. Our parents wanted nothing to do with her. They kicked her out after she refused to “change her mind”, so she went to live with her girlfriend, Amanda

Dairy of Billy Bob Chapter 1

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 1 (Becoming A Man)
When I was in the eighth grade my folks had gone to the Dew Drop Inn on a Saturday night to mix with folks their age, do a little drinking and a lot of dancing. On the way home their car busted through the railing over the Chattahoochee River, and just that quick I was an orphan. Ma’s sister, Hagar, was my blood relative and she took me in. Her husband Abraham was pretty strict, but I worked hard for him and we got along OK. They had a little girl, Leah, who was four years younger than me.
When I turned fifteen Abraham had a long talk with me – I thought it was going to be about the birds and bees, but it turned out to be a lot more than that. He said that when our great-great-grandparents came over from Scotland they brought some family traditions with them that were a little different. One was that when a boy turned 15 one of the older women in the extended family would take him for three days and teach him the responsibilities and the joys of sex. He might then visit with two other older women, again for three days each. From then on the boy was considered to be a man. My Ma’s older sister Sarah had volunteered to be the first and I was to take the bus up into the mountains to be with her that weekend. Then, when I came back, Aunt Hagar would teach me some more of the things that I needed to know. There weren’t any other female relatives, so that would be the end of my training.
Aunt Sarah was in her early fifties but her face looked older than that. We were alone on her little farm and there was a lot of work to keeping it up. I helped all I could and that didn’t leave much time for the teaching. Aunt Sarah taught me how to be considerate of a woman’s feelings and how to make love to her so that she would be pleasured and reach an orgasm. She had me gently fondle her breasts, kiss them, and use my tongue to play with her nipples. Her breasts were quite young looking and when I remarked on that she said that all of the hard farm work kept her young. On the second day she showed me her “privates,” the slit that lay behind all of that hair, and where her “clit” was. I learned how to use my fingers to give her pleasure and where to lick to bring her off. I did get an erection several times, but I was too grossed out by the fishy odor to take it to completion. Surprising to me, as elderly as she was, she actually responded to the caresses and fondling that she told me how to do, and reached a climax of pleasure at least once each of the first two days and three times on the third day.
It was the third day that I got to stick my prick into her slick hot hole and that really felt good. It didn’t feel old, just smooth and deep and it kind of sucked and squeezed on me. The first several times I spurted thick semen after only a few strokes, but she quickly sucked on my cock to keep it hard and had me keep trying so that she was satisfied too. Since she was so old, I took the teaching just like I was in a classroom and tried hard to remember all that she told and showed me. When I was leaving, she said that Hagar would be different. She was still young and would help me to learn how to enjoy myself, but I was always to remember to make the experience good for my partner too.
Aunt Hagar was 27 and looked like a teenager. I had noticed what a great body she had when I first went to live with them and had sometimes jerked off just thinking about her. On my first day back home from Aunt Sarah’s she got Abraham off to work and Leah to school and then pulled me into their bedroom, saying she couldn’t wait any longer for the lessons to begin. She pulled her dress up over her head and stood there nude (she probably forgot to put any underwear on that morning). I could not speak, I was frozen. I instantly had an erection because she was beautiful, just like a pinup in Playboy. Firm high breasts with small nipples the size of pencil erasers, an hour-glass figure, and a bush of thick curly glossy black hair in a triangle just above her crotch.
She then quickly undressed me, got down on her knees and took my penis in her mouth, pumping her head back and forth, and in no time flat I erupted into her mouth. She kept on pumping me, letting her teeth sometimes drag on the underside of my dick, but always having her lips tight around me. I just stayed fully hard all the time. It was heaven! She must have been doing me for more than two hours when she said she would have to stop for a while because her jaws were tired and her mouth was sore.
For the rest of that day, until it was nearly time for Leah to come home, she showed me all of the different positions for intercourse and I practiced each one until she said that I’d gotten the hang of it. I lost count of the number of times that I shot a huge load into her vagina or across her tits. I liked missionary best because Hagar is an enthusiastic kisser, very wet with lots of tongue exploration, and I could nibble on her breasts to my heart’s content. Side-ways I guess would be good if the woman was too fat, or so Hagar said. Doggy style was the most fun, leaning over her and playing with her tits and fingering her clit; when she came in this position her vagina clamped down on me a lot harder, stimulating me to a second or even a third climax. By then I was having climaxes but not ejaculating more than a few drops. Doing it between her breasts was good too, but she preferred being on top. She was really energetic when she was in control. She bounced really fast up and down the whole length of my cock but was able to keep me in her all the time. She apparently could not decide whether it was better to ride me facing forward or backward because she kept changing directions. I liked that because my prick leans toward my head and the change resulted in friction on different sides. The rotation was like electricity wrapping around my dong as she didn’t pause but swung around while still bouncing.
Uncle Abraham commented at dinner that night that Aunt Hagar looked a little tired. Eleven year-old Leah wanted to know what we did all day and her mom just said that she had done laundry and I had studied in my room.
The next day she could hardly wait to get started and had me review each of the positions with her, asking what parts of me were stimulated and what felt really good, and then had me choose the one that was the most fun for me. Remembering Aunt Sarah’s advice, I said I liked to have her on top and leaning over so that I could play with and suck on her breasts. I knew that she liked that best and that is all that we did all morning long. With her perky tits being high on her chest it was easy to keep one in my mouth as much as I liked, alternating between them, and tonguing a nipple or sucking it. Well, maybe not all the time because Hagar was doing things to my meat that distracted me. After a long series of strenuous bounces she would pause with my cock penetrating clear up to her womb and pulse her vaginal muscles strongly, clutching my penis in a rhythm that drove me wild. I must have shot many cups of cum that morning but Hagar said, as she again wrapped her lips around my exploding cock, that my balls would keep supplying the luscious stuff.
That afternoon she said that it was time for me to show her what I had learned from her sister Sarah. I started out just kissing her and fondling her breasts and went on to licking and kissing down her stomach into that triangle of curly black hair. Thank God that Aunt Hagar did not have an unpleasant odor there, in fact it smelled like woman’s hand lotion. I opened her lips with two fingers and slipped my tongue inside, slowly running it up and down from one end of her slit to the other, taking care to tease her clit on each pass. This turned her on a lot more than it did for Aunt Sarah, and she started humping my face to get harder contact. She pulled my head into her crotch and screamed for me to “do my clit – do my clit.” Then she had one orgasm right after another as I sucked, stroked my rough tongue over, and nibbled on her clit. Finally she asked me to stop as she was completely wrung out and couldn’t take any more. She thanked me over and over for the best cunnilingus (a new word for my expanding vocabulary) that she had ever had. After we relaxed, and maybe even napped for a few minutes, she climbed on top of me and repeated the same wonderful sex that we’d had all that morning.
I wanted to try some more “oral sex” so persuaded her to stop fucking me and let me show her what else Aunt Sarah taught me. I licked her slit some more, extending the saliva trail back to her anus, and then up to her clit. She wasn’t too sure about the tongue in her ass so I concentrated on that for a while, finally getting the tip into her dark canal. That did arouse her some more and she suggested that I fuck her there. I still had other things in mind so continued eating her snatch but put one finger all the way into her ass hole and started manipulating it in a circular motion. I brought my other hand up and, starting with just one finger, frigged her pussy while I very gently swirled my tongue around her clitoris. As she became more loose I added another finger and then a third, first in her pussy and then in her ass, occasionally bringing one or two fingers from each had together, rubbing on the thin membrane between them. By now she was so galvanized that I could hardly hold on to her so I took pity on her and rolled over putting her on top and just said “Do it.” She was, by then, a wildly excited woman and we both quickly had a series of mind-blowing orgasms.
On the following day she said that this was graduation day, but only after we had reviewed all of the things that Sarah and she had taught me. Again she quickly yanked her dress over her head and had me fondle and make love to her beautiful body while she undressed me. Aunt Hagar asked me to use my expert tongue to bring her to as fantastic a climax as she had yesterday, which I was happy to do. She almost passed out in ecstasy as I not only licked and sucked on her clit, but also had my whole hand up her vagina. After she recovered, we then tried several different positions and some variations. Today I liked the spoon and its reverse, missionary and doggie style, really enjoyed the 69, but finally decided that my favorite was having Aunt Hagar on top. Maybe that was because she was very athletic and generated a lot of wonderful sensations as she bounced up and down. Her vagina had little ribbons and nubbins and creases inside that my cock could feel as they caressed it.
After lunch she said that since I particularly enjoyed having her on top, she would show me a secret technique that her father had shown to her. She took me out to the garage and had me lie on a mattress on the floor under a basket that was hanging by a series of ropes from a pulley attached to a roof beam. [Note: The basket was made from a well-worn old blacksmith’s apron, the leather as soft as a glove. Someone had cut off the bib and sewn it to the legs and around to the sides, making a big sack or basket.]
When she sat in the basket it folded up around her so that she was doubled up with her head and feet up in the air and her sexy ass and pubic hair were sticking out the bottom through a hole in the bottom of the basket. She pulled on the dangling rope from the pulley and lifted herself up into the air and had me position myself under her. She let herself down until she impaled herself on my stiff rod. Then she slowly pulled the rope up and down so that her vagina slipped up and down on me. With the set of multiple pulleys she had to pull the rope a good foot to get an inch of movement on my prick. Boy that really felt good. She was in such an unusual position that she really clamped tight around my prick and at an angle a little off from vertical. After a while she began to jerk the rope faster. Having nothing better to do, I tried twirling the basket, a quarter turn at first and then more because that really increased the good feelings. Aunt Hagar liked it too and she stopped jerking the rope and let the basket sit just above my groin, not quite touching.
Then I spun the basket, first several turns to the right then a few more to the left. Aunt Hagar immediately had an orgasm and was purring like a kitten. I was on the verge of coming too so I increased the number of turns to five and let the twisting ropes stop the twirl and start it in the other direction. When the ropes twisted they also raised the basket almost an inch so I had an up and down motion too. All I had to do was add a little impetus to the basket to keep it going up to five full turns the other way. We both hit climaxes but kept going.
Then I just laid back and spun the basket. One continuous orgasm.
And spun the basket. Aunt Hagar was having one orgasm after another and I unloaded a huge load of sperm into her, but remained hard as a rock. Hagar howled or moaned or screamed, depending on whether the basket was rising slightly or dropping as the ropes twisted.
And spun the basket. She was crying for me to stop, but I couldn’t. I had never felt anything like this before or since that time. Every muscle in my body was electric, tense, on fire, and vibrating.
And spun the basket. My brain was fried, the only thing I wanted was one more spin. More cumming!!! Hagar has passed out.
I’m not sure that I would have ever stopped, but we were interrupted when Leah came home from school early and wondered what all the noise in the garage was about. She apparently watched us for a little while and then removed her clothes, came over to us and shook her mother and asked if she could join in doing what looked like fun. It took a while for her to wake up but then Aunt Hagar freaked. Her eleven year old daughter had just caught her naked and fucking the boy who was like a brother to her, and in a very bizarre (but wonderful) situation. Leah had laid down to see what was under the basket that her mother was in and reached under to grab my prick. Hagar yelled at her to stop that and to push the basket over and tip it so she could get out. She climbed out of the leather sack and shoved Leah back into the house, telling her that she wasn’t to tell her father what she saw just now and that she was too young to even talk about it. By this time I was completely limp so I put the basket and rope away and sneaked into the house, avoiding them, got dressed and stayed in my room.
Aunt Hagar told me the next day that I was never to discuss “that damn contraption” with Uncle Abraham and certainly nothing, about what we had done, with Leah. She said that she had explained enough to Leah to satisfy her curiosity and to have her keep it a secret.
This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) Conclusion

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This is a fictional story of a brother and sister sneaking sex in their parents the back yard. Next door, another brother and sister were watching them from an upstairs window.
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Lisa, and her brother, Brad, continued to watch the brother and sister next door in their back yard, kissing and feeling each other up behind a lawn shed.
Brad had surprised his sister when he saw her standing hidden by her bedroom window. She was peeking thru the blinds at something. He said: “Lisa, what the hell are you looking at?“
She shushed him and whispered, “Come and look.“ They watched as she fondled the front of his pants, and he felt her ass. Now they both started getting turned on, but said nothing. Lisa had already been getting wet watching.
Brad finally whispered: “I just know they’re fucking each other, those lucky shits.” Lisa got chills when he said this and started getting wetter. She had on a short tee top (no bra) and short shorts. She was only 5’, with long brown hair down to her butt. She had 32b tits still growing that stood straight out with large
nipples. He was 6’ tall, slim build and had a 7’’ dick. He had on a tee shirt and boxers. She noticed he was tenting. He was standing behind her. She tried to control her breathing, but couldn’t. She got bold and
took a tiny step backwards. She felt his tent on her ass. Soon she felt his warm hands come up to the
sides her shoulders. She shivered, she couldn’t help it. She then thought she felt a slight pull, pulling her
backwards. She got a hot flash up her spine that ended up on her warm face. She could feel his warm
breath on her neck, and his body heat on her back. She closed her eyes and leaned back a tiny bit into him. Brad whispered: “Can you imagine getting to have sex in your own house, when no one is home. I bet they have a ball with that kind of freedom.” It had always been taboo to even think about anything like that in Brad and Lisa’s home life.
Lisa was getting dizzy now, her heart pumping so hard. Brad had never had much to do with her, but now he was looking at her in a different way. Lisa had gotten boobs now, and a nice ass. He had started to noticed how she was getting so sexy looking lately. He had never allowed him to think of his sister in a sexual way before, kinda. Now with his dick firm against her little ass, he thought of how much fun they could have feeling each other up around the
house. He found himself over riding the ol taboo feelings, the risk of getting caught was exciting him, and he liked it. He wondered if Lisa would go for it.
Lisa too thought how her big brother was so hot, she’d had a big crush on him for a long time, but he ignored her. She had fantasized before, that she would suck his dick, and then he would fuck her so hot. Now she was leaned back against his warm body with his dick giving her the tingles between her legs.
She couldn’t remember being this turned on, ever.
They continued to watch them next door. Now the brother next door had his hand down the back of the girls skirt, rubbing her ass. They couldn’t see her hands, but they knew she was doing something. The girl looked around and then went down on her knees.
Brad had started rubbing up and down Lisa’s arms.
Lisa took his hands and wrapped them around her. Brad thought, she might let him feel those boobs…maybe. She felt the heat in her face, as she tried not to gasp for breath. His arms so warm around her. Brad felt the bare skin of her tummy as his hands moved around her warm body. Lisa guided his hands slowly up under her top to her young tits. Brad’s hands trembled as he felt Lisa’s warm tits. He rolled her firm nipples in his fingers, gently. She felt chills
as he did and starting kissing her neck and behind her ear. She reached back and felt his boner, so big and warm. She felt a trickle out of her pussy slowly
descend down her thigh. They both thought how risky and taboo a brother or sister feeling each other was, if anyone ever found out.
It only excited them more.
Brad whispered: ( “this is between us only and don’t ever tell anybody I have felt you up, you
got it?) Lisa whispered back out of breath, (‘this never happened. My friends would have a cow if they ever found out my brother feels me up.’ )
The girl next door was sucking her brothers dick now, and jacked it slow and he was feeling her nice tits.
He then put his hands under her arms, and lifted her up to her feet. He worked her tight skirt up to her
bare ass, and she wrapped her legs around him. He eased them both down as he lay on his back, and she squatted on top of him.
Brad had Lisa’s sweet tits in both hands under her short little tee top. His hands were warm and firm. Lisa gasp hard and moved her butt back firm into his tent. She eased her trembling hand down inside Brads boxers. She felt the naked hardness of big brother’s dick, for the very first time. She tried to
swallow, but her mouth was dry from her heavy breathing. She let her shaky fingers feel all of him,
pubic hair, balls and fondled the head of his dick. Her stomach was hot inside, taking her breath away.
Now next door the girl was bouncing on top of her brother, leaning her head back with a look of pure
pleasure on her face. Her brothers hands went around her young butt to join in the rhythm of her pumping up and down on him. Then he reached up and pulled
her face down to kiss her and they started fucking fast. No sound could be heard but the body language
told Brad and Lisa they had a hot dual climax, as they watched them squirm and shake.
Brad and Lisa could take no more. He turned her around and started kissing her as they tried to breathe
and kiss. They both trembled with excitement and passion. Lisa moaned ’ooooh brad’ quietly in between kisses. His fingers glided thru her silky long
hair all the way down to her butt. They both inched over to her bed, still kissing passionately. Lisa sat
down and pulled Brad’s boxer’s down. She whispered: “ I have dreamed of this, (gasp) but figured it would never happen.” She said: “Let me do
this first Brad, (gasp) I’ve wanted to so bad, for so long.”
Brad now realized his sister had had the hots for him for a long while now. That excited him, and he
let his desire to even think about having sex with her come out. His dick had never been harder, and he could feel the hot stimulation in it. He felt the jitters
in his stomach, and the reality of his sister sucking his dick. He thought, was the door downstairs
locked? Could anyone see in? When would mom and dad be home? What would he say, if they called him
right now? Then….. all that mattered was Lisa’s warm little hands on his dick.
She took her time feeling all around his dick first, then slowly ran her tongue over his bulging head.
Brad was dying to fuck her now, but let her savor the moment. Lisa’s eye’s glowed as she licked all of him up and down, savoring his sticky pre cum in her
mouth. Brad watched her labored breathing as she was in her own personal heaven.
Lisa thought, brother and sister aren’t suppose to have sex, but she couldn’t help the desires in her
head. They had slowly built up ever since she first saw him with an erection, a long time ago. He thought she was outside, and his door wasn’t closed
all the way. She had peeked in as he lay on his back stroking his big dick. She never got that picture out
of her head. She was only 13 when that happened and she wanted then, to go in and jack it for him.
She now put her lips over that same head and sucked on it. Brad jumped slightly. She continued
taking his dick slowly deeper, adjusting and then she got it all in her mouth. His pre cum and her saliva oozed around her lips and down off his dick.
Brad was feeling her tits and rolled her nipples in his fingers, causing her to moan more. He played
with her long hair and felt her lips as she sucked him down to her throat. Brad had denied himself even thinking about messing with his sister, but now the
hidden feelings were out. He had to fuck her now or explode. He eased her lips off of his dick, and laid
her on the bed. He took off her top, shorts and wet panties. Wow, was sis ever wet. He started licking her sweet pussy, with her small mound of soft pubic hair.
He inserted two finger in her little pussy, she moaned his name and squirmed as he felt her G spot.
He went for her little clit, and sucked it firm. She jumped her hips up and yelled a little. Brad loved the smooth feeling of her inner thighs on his face. He
could wait no more, he wanted his dick in her bad. He moved up to suck her wonderful tits, and licked
them and sucked her cute nipples. She had her eyes closed pulled at his hair and feeling him all she could. He eased his dick up to her wet pussy and
rubbed it on her entrance. She began to buck with excitement. Their body heat filled the room.
Now was the time. Brad pushed the head of his
dick in her very wet pussy. He guided it in slowly all the way until she moaned, as he just touched her
cervix. She started humping him now, with loud moans. She was tight, but not to tight. He started pumping with her, together moving to let it build up
to an awaiting climax just for them. Lisa wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails in his back. “OH LISA!!” Came out of his mouth…“OH MY God
Lisa, I’m cuming“, he shocked himself at what he was saying, but had to.
“Brad we can fuck now, fuck me, fuck me!” she said.
They began a furious fuck, body’s slapping together as he felt his slick dick expand to fill her tight pussy.
Lisa was out of it, fucking her heart out and half crying with pleasure. His aching balls began to tighten up to the point of pain and his “Oh Lisa, OH
LISA!”, moan told her his cum was here. She squeezed down on his dick as hard as she could as
she climaxed like no other. They both yelled…“OH DAMN, GEZZZZZZ LISA BABY, …BRAD I LOVE YOU…Ahhhhhhhh. YES!!!” As he unloaded a massive cum in his sisters little pussy. Slapping his
body to drive his dick in her deep. Lisa kept moaning…“Oh brad, OH brad, OH baby, it’s so
beautiful, fuck me good baby, fuck me good…OH GOD!!”, and she shook and just kept squeezing his dick with her pussy, over and over.
The brother and sister next door were in the back yard. The sister said: “listen”, as they listened quietly.
She said: “Did you hear what I just heard next door?” her brother just smiled.
Lisa and Brad had an inner feeling of such joy, but they now had to hide it from their mom and dad, and
anyone else. They went over how they would still act the same around each other…..but….when their
parents left for work each morning, they were lovers from that point, from now on. Lisa hoped that their
parents couldn’t tell the excitement in her stomach. It made her a little jumpy, but that was also exciting.
She found herself wet all the time now, and tried not to think about Brad’s wonderful dick and how it felt in her hands and in her lips.
Brad and her had the summer off and he starting planning for every minute of it. He had trouble
thinking about anything else but Lisa. He would try not to look at her when the parents were home. She was so exciting now in his eyes. He wanted her so bad.
Brad watched from his window as he saw his parents cars leave for work. His heart started to
pound. He had on his robe and was headed to find Lisa. Suddenly his bedroom door flew open, and there she was.
She had on a light blue long night gown, with nothing on underneath. She smiled big and said:
“You’ll have to catch me, big brother”, and took off. He shot out the door and went after her laughing. He
heard her giggle in the kitchen. She was laying on the kitchen table with her night gown pulled up,
exposing her sweet bush. “Breakfast?” she said. He grabbed her, but she got away and ran thru the house
giggling as he chased after her. He cornered her in the den. Now he had her. He opened up his robe and
said: “I have your breakfast right here, Lisa. “ They both giggled as he picked her up and carried her upstairs to his room, kissing all the way.
His room was at the front and he could see if anyone drove up or walk up to the house. He looked
at Lisa and kissed her passionately. Her tongue immediately probed his mouth. He gently laid her
down and whispered: “I want breakfast in bed little sister.” They both panted as they removed his robe and he pealed off her night gown, over her head
,exposing her sweet body. Lisa said:
“I’ve wanted you so bad, the waiting has been killing me.”
“I had trouble sleeping sis, all I could think of was you.”
“I love it when you lick me, I kept thinking how it was going to feel, when we got our time, Brad.”
Brad now took a minute to just look at his naked
sister, her smooth skin, sweet little bush and budding tits. He approach her like a stalking animal, slowly
moving up to her, lower in mouth to taste that sweet pussy. Lisa opened her legs wide and pulled her knees up and held them, waiting for his tongue. They
both gasp for air. He started licking her slit up and down slowly. She jumped as his tongue slid across her clit. Her knees closed in on his face as she
shivered and lifted her hips up to meet his tongue. He
loved the feeling of her smooth legs on the sides of his cheeks.
She ran her fingers thru his hair gently, and felt his tongue dance around her clit. He tasted her juices and
smelled her sex. He moved up on her stopping at her sweet tits. Around and around his tongue went
teasing her nipples and then drawing them into his mouth. Now was their time as he directed his dick
into her wet pussy. She moaned as she felt him glide it in, further until just touching her cervix. She made
a hi pitched squeal as shivers traveled thru her body.
His warm body met hers as her arms went around his neck. They moved together helping each other
slide themselves in and out of her pussy, and passion demanded more speed. Moans from him and her
filled the room as they began to slap their body’s together. Their hot breath warmed the air around their faces, as heat fueled their passion. The excitement
filled the air as a climax was on the way quickly. They moaned together as the peak was here and
overtook them. They couldn’t help but yell..”Ohhhhhh my god, Oh baby, cum with meeeeee!” The sound of cum and juices could be
heard clicking at their joining, as it spilled out. Brad’s dick kept pumping hot cum in his sister at last.
Lisa’s pussy tightened around his dick and squeezed over and over. They moaned out their passion for
each other. Their arms and legs twisting and shaking for every drop of feeling possible as they fucked and fucked.
He collapsed on her, spent, and wrapped up with her to savor every second with her. They both felt the
pulses from his dick and her pussy as they continued on. They didn’t want to move, but just lay there forever.
He helped her up and carried her to the shower. He washed her, as she did him, with their trembling hands. Afterwards, they just lay naked, in each others arms on her bed.
Brad looked at the clock. Ahhh, just enough time to play with Lisa before the parents came home. Lisa
was sleeping naked, with that sweet content look on her face. He slowly parted her legs to lick her sweet
pussy real quick before the parents came home. When he licked her clit, she moaned awake. She held his head and purred like a kitten. She moaned how
much time do we have Brad. He said about 1 hour. She said: “Let me suck on you, I want to taste you so bad.”
He laid back for her. She whispered: “Gimmie gimmie!, and got on her knees on the floor. She
started licking and sucking. She did it all as he just lie there watching her. She used both hands to jack him
faster and faster. He began to squirm. She knew right when to put he lips over his head and feel it
expanding. He moaned loud as she jacked as fast as she could. Brads dick pumped stream after stream of
hot cum in his sisters throat and mouth. It ran out the sides of her mouth as she swallowed all she could. He squirmed over and over. Lisa had wanted to suck him off for ever, and just knew it would please him. This had been one of her dreams to do, and now she had tasted him for real.
——–
“Hi mom, hi dad“, Lisa said. “What’s new?” Same old crap at work they both said. “What did you guys do all day?” Brad looked at Lisa and said:
“Nothing much.”

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