Lake Nicaragua
Chapters 1-7
Mother unknowingly becomes son’s lover
This is the story of how Samantha and Brian started experimenting and exploring.
By Tim I. Done [My grandfather gave me the nick name Timid One which I now have changed to Tim I. Done] I am actually a girl who had a sexual relationship with an older and later a younger brother but for this story I have taken on the persona of a boy, Timothy Ivan Done, who has relations with his older sister and then his mother. This is a work of fiction. If you are not old enough or cannot handle this kind of story, don?t read it.
A brother and sister discover an unknown bond.
I love incest stories đ Enjoy!
Adam and his best friend Brittney have been best friends since their childhood. They both eventually fall in love with each other, which eventually led to the best sex either one of them could have ever dreamed of after Brittney reveals her secret Fantasy.
Friendly Cousins
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Chuck and Brenda reveal secrets that will change their lives and their relationship forever
Lana and Ivy are at it again
Man is tricked into taking a pill that turns him into a woman
Steve gives into the angel’s temptation and enjoys the hottie he created.
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A young troubled man finds a new life with a widow and her three girls
My Uncleâs New Wife; Part3 Cousin Ashley Takes Charge
Shock would be a mild word to describe what I felt the moment I opened my eyes. Expecting it was Aunt Laura next to me in bed only to see my little cousin Ashley. She had one finger pressed against her lips while her other hand was fondling my morning wood. Donât get me wrong, it felt good and my erection didnât care who was handling it. Add to that my cousin Ashley was a hottie.
In many ways she was a smaller version of her mother, my Aunt Debbie. Though around half a foot shorter she had an hourglass figure like her Mom and they had very similar facial features. They both had jet black hair although Ashleyâs was straighter than her Momâs curly tresses. The biggest difference was Aunt Debbie had black eyes but Ashleyâs were a deep shade of blue.
âAshâ I whispered âwhat do you think youâre doing?â
A smile came over her face for a moment before changing to a more thoughtful expression. Ash leaned down quickly and gave me a quick kiss on my lips before pulling her face back.
âJim we have to talk, itâs importantâ she said with that serious look of hers. Meanwhile her hand continued stroking me.
âI think then you should let go of my dick because I canât think straight while you are playing with it.â
Ashley looked down at what she was doing then. Her little hand couldnât fit all the way around my shaft but that hadnât hindered her in any way. She removed her hand reluctantly it seemed but she continued to stare at my erection.
âThanks Ashley. So whatâs going on?â
âSorry itâs just so big and good looking to me. Iâve never seen one so nice.â
âAt your age you shouldnât have seen anyâ I told her disapprovingly.
Ashley made a face before answering. âIâm only a year younger than you but its okay for you Iâm sure.â
âWhat do you mean?â I said defensively.
âThe real reason I wanted to talk to you proves Iâm right. When I said earlier that an animal had marked up your back I didnât realize it was a cougar. Iâll just come out and say it. I know what you and Laura have been up to and I even have proof so thereâs no sense in denying it Jim. Now what do you have to say?â
âHow did you find out? And are you going to tell Uncle John?â
âI donât want to tell Dad but that is also up to you and Laura. I found out when I heard something last night, or should I say this morning. I wasnât asleep and I heard someone creeping past my door. When I opened it I caught a glimpse of Laura slipping into your room. Maybe it wasnât anything bad but when she stayed in there for a while I became suspicious. My room and John juniorâs room not only share a wall but also air conditioning ductwork. If I open my vent and his vent is open I can see into his room.â
âWell I saw Laura riding on top of you. I even took a picture with my cell phone so you see I hold all the cards. I was really mad at the two of you for doing this. It would hurt Daddy a lot to know. Itâs bad enough that Laura is cheating on him but with his own nephew as well.â
I hung my head in shame. Everything Ashley had said was true. But what could I do now?
âThe more I thought about it the less I blamed you Jim. You are only a teenage male and Laura is very attractive as well as being sexy. Believe you me, I have a crush on her myself.â
That confession surprised me and I looked up at Ashley.
âYeah Iâm bi, I like girls tooâ she admitted. âSince youâre my cousin and Iâve known you my whole life I decided to talk to you first. I waited until Daddy left to play golf and I sneaked in here. When I saw you lying in bed, handsome and naked and with that big hard-on, I couldnât think straight. I became so flustered and I realized how Laura would be attracted to you. Now I donât know what to think. How did this all happen Jim?â
Taking a deep breath to calm myself I told Ashley how Aunt Laura had walked in while I was jerking off triggering my massive orgasm and how since that moment we were lusting for each other until we couldnât control ourselves. Ashley nodded her head on hearing my story.
âI can understand it better now. Let me make a confession to you Jim but you have to promise to tell no one, especially my Dad. Do you agree?â
I just nodded and said âI promise Ash.â
âLast year I had to go to the doctor for some tests. Donât worry it turned out to be nothing but while we were waiting on the results my Mom had a talk with me. One of the things I was tested for has a genetic basis or something. My Mom was really worried at the time and she let it slip that there is a good chance that Dad may not be my biological father. You canât ever let him know Jim, it would hurt him so much. Iâm telling you for two reasons. This way you have dirt on me too, so if I get mad at you for something in the future I wonât be stupid and rat you out. And since I plan on doing âthingsâ with you at least you know thereâs a chance we arenât blood relatives, we might be but Iâm not sure.â
âWowâ I said in reply. Ashley sure had given me a lot to think about, that was for sure. After what happened with Aunt Debbie yesterday I wasnât totally surprised about Ashleyâs paternity but I still felt like I had been hit with a ton of bricks. Also I had a pretty good idea what she meant when she wanted to do things with me and my cock had started to grow again. Ashley noticed this immediately and her small hand gave it a quick stroke before she stood up.
âTake a shower first stud and then wait here, Iâll be backâ she said as she headed to the door.
It wasnât long before I was sitting on the bed squeaky clean sporting a big hard-on. When the door opened Ashley came in and she had a big smile on her face. After she saw my erection if it was possible her smile actually grew as did my cock in response to her. She had on a black, silky pair of boy shorts and a black spaghetti strap top that came down low enough to display a generous amount of her tanned and ample bosom.
âYou like?â she said already knowing the answer. âNow follow me to my room, I have a surprise for you.â
âWith no clothes on?â I asked.
âDid I tell you to get dressed Jim? Just come with meâ Ashley ordered in her big sister voice.
Without question I followed Ashley out the door. The past week I had been complying with femalesâ directives leading to outstanding results for myself. No longer was I a virgin, that stigma had been lifted from my shoulders. I had fucked two older women and now my teenaged cousin was promising more of the same. With an exaggerated flourish Ashley opened the door to her bedroom, which was closed as usual, and as I walked in I beheld a sight I can never forget.
In the middle of the room was a queen sized bed with brass head and foot boards and which was covered with pink sheets and pillowcases. And tied to the foot boards with a pair of scarves was Aunt Laura. Her supple, nude body was bent at the waist over the footboard with her arms spread in a cross, each wrist secured by a scarf tied to the brass knob at the end of the foot board. Her head and upper torso hung over the mattress while her shapely, lithe ass was stuck up in the air. She looked up at me as I entered the room and I saw another scarf was tied between her red lips. When Ashley followed me in Aunt Laura cast her eyes down to the bed.
âMove it Jim, go stand beside Lauraâ Ashley said in her now familiar imperious manner. She closed the door and I heard the lock click. Ashley then walked over and sat on the bed so she was right next to Aunt Laura before removing the scarf from her mouth. Lifting her head up Ashley locked her lips right on her stepmothers. The two of them began to go at it and I found myself stroking my dick watching them kiss. It was evident that they both were enjoying it even though Aunt Laura was restrained. When Ashley finally broke the kiss she reached down and tweaked the older womanâs nipple making Aunt Laura jump.
âGet on the bed Jim and kneel right in front of herâ she told me and I eagerly complied. âYou want to suck Jimâs big dick, donât you Laura?â she then asked her. Aunt Laura just nodded her head and licked her lips.
âFeed her your cock Jim, fuck her faceâ Ashley said with a glint in her blue eyes.
Aunt Laura opened her mouth wide and I slid between her wet lips into her warm mouth. Her tongue swirled along the underside driving me wild. My hand caressed her brown hair softly as I watched her cheek bulge from my head pressing against it. Meanwhile Ashley had gotten up and now stood behind Aunt Laura.
âListen upâ Ashley began âkeep sucking him Laura but be careful because Iâm going to spank you. Jim let me know if her teeth touch your beautiful cock and Iâll spank her extra.â
Aunt Laura managed to meet my gaze while continuing to suck on me. She had a worried look but I murmured encouragement to her.
âAshley isnât going to hurt you Aunt Laura.â
âHow can you be so sure Jimâ Ashley countered as she raised her hand above the waiting ass. Her hand seemed to come down in slow motion until it connected with flesh. From the sound it made it wasnât a hard blow and Aunt Laura barely flinched as she continued sucking me. In fact she was working further down and my shaft was now halfway in her mouth. No one would ever accuse Ashley of being strong but it was obvious she wasnât trying to hit Aunt Laura hard. In fact after around ten half hearted blows Ashley crouched down so that she could bury her face between her stepmotherâs legs.
That actually caused Aunt Laura to move her body forward which resulted in my cock head hitting the back of her mouth. I started to move my hips back and forth pushing my dick to the limits she could handle before pulling back until just my head was between her lips. From the look of things Ashley must have had her tongue buried to its full length inside her stepmother as not only was Aunt Laura moaning around my thick shaft she was also squirming her pelvic muscles like crazy.
Ashleyâs mouth broke contact with Aunt Lauraâs pussy as she stood up but she made up for that by slipping a couple of fingers into her wet folds. That turned me on so much I leaned down and kissed Ashley on her pussy juice drenched lips while continuing my face fucking of Aunt Laura. After a couple of minutes of this I was getting very worked up and I didnât know how much longer I could last. Ashley seemed to sense this and she stopped kissing me while staring intently at my eyes.
âYouâre close arenât you? Donât cum yet, take your cock out of the cock suckers mouthâ she said giggling at what she had just said.
Reluctantly I did what she said and Aunt Laura moaned with disappointment which was magnified when Ashley then removed her fingers from her pussy as well. First she undressed until her glorious body was naked as the day she was born, then Ashley picked up something from the top of her dresser and climbed on the bed again. She had a pink hair scrunchy in her hand which she proceeded to encircle the base of my cock and balls with twice, so it was nice and snug. Ashley then took my shaft in her hand and began running her tongue all around it before pushing the tip of her little tongue into the hole on top. Next she opened her mouth as wide as she could and took me in causing a moan to escape my mouth.
Ashley slid her lips up and down my shaft until I felt I had to explode but she stopped before I reached release. With a wicked grin she pulled her head away and pushed my hips forward until Aunt Laura was able to swallow me again. Then Ashley worked her body so that she was lying on her back with her head right between my legs. In a moment she brought her mouth up and took one of my balls into her mouth as Aunt Laura worked her mouth back and forth over my head and the top of my shaft.
Ratcheting up the pressure Ashley grabbed the part of my shaft not in Aunt Lauraâs mouth and stroked it with her small hand. A stone statue wouldnât have been able to withstand the assault of pleasure I was experiencing unscathed. One of my hands ran through Aunt Lauraâs brown tresses as my other searched for then fondled Ashleyâs round breast until my thumb and forefinger clamped on her large erect nipple. Her reaction was immediate as she gripped my shaft tighter as well as sucking harder on my nut.
That was it as I let out a loud groan. Honestly I was surprised I had lasted so long with two sexy and talented females working me over orally. But the floodgates had opened, the dam had broken, the horse had bolted the stable or any other clichĂŠ one can think of. Since Aunt Lauraâs hands were tied to the bed and she had me deep in her mouth at the time I started to cum she could only attempt to swallow it as fast as she could although the amount I was shooting made that difficult. Shot after shot of protein rich cum fired toward her throat as Ashley kept pumping her hand on me prolonging my orgasm. The improvised pink cock ring she had put on me intensified my climax as well.
I shuddered as Aunt Laura greedily continued to suck on my spent member until Ashley, after first pulling her mouth from my nuts, then coaxed Aunt Laura off me so they could share a kiss. Through all that Ashley had kept her hand firmly attached to my rod. Bringing my head down I in turn kissed both the vixens passionately.
âYou want to fuck us both Jim, donât you?â Ashley asked.
âI do but first Iâm going to taste your pussyâ I growled at her before pushing her flat on her back and nibbling on her throat. Resisting the temptation to immediately feast on her pinkness I forced myself to slowly proceed. When I reached her full breasts I fondled them before sucking on her areola and nipple. Ashley greatly enjoyed this and arched her back trying to fit more of her breast into my mouth though it was far too large to work most in. Being fair I then took the other nipple into my mouth and sucked on it as well.
Finally I left a trail of kisses from her glorious bosom down her little tummy until reaching close to her paradise. Not surprisingly for someone who tanned frequently in small bikini thongs she waxed down there and only left a tiny triangle of downy black hair. Pushing her legs wide apart my hungry eyes feasted on her young womanhood. I put my head between her legs and ran my tongue the length of her starting above her clit and running over her juicy lips and continuing until I grazed her tiny puckered asshole. Ashley let out a little gasp as my mouth pulled away.
Reaching to the nearer end of the footboard I untied Aunt Lauraâs wrist then I moved to release the other. She rubbed them more out of reflex as she hadnât been tied tightly. I beckoned her to join us on the bed and there was no need to make a second offer as Aunt Laura climbed aboard. Without prompting she immediately latched her hungry mouth onto Ashleyâs ample cleavage and sucked. My cousin had started to writhe on the bed before I again put my lips to her mouth watering pussy. Ash was in heaven as we orally serviced her firecracker body.
Her teenaged twat was sweeter and tastier than any summer treat I had ever sampled and I was determined to get my fill. I lapped at her lips and the wet pink flesh between them greedily devouring any of her fresh nectar that seeped my way. She had grabbed my hair and when one of my fingers brushed across her erect little button her thighs clamped on my head as she pulled my hair hard. Aunt Laura pinched the nipple she wasnât sucking and Ashley spiraled into multiple orgasm territory.
We waited until her body settled somewhat to continue forward. I directed Aunt Laura to lick Ashleyâs clit as I continued licking her vulva and occasionally spearing her opening with my tongue. Ashley liked that so I began probing as deep inside her tight little cunny as I could reach. Her tunnel was tight but also covered in her sweet pussy juice so I toiled valiantly in extracting it no matter how difficult or enjoyable the task was.
Not until her body began thrashing again did I realize we had delivered another orgasm to Ashley. Aunt Laura winked at me from her position inches from me as her tongue continued its clitoral assault and my hands kept Ashleyâs trembling thighs from crushing my face. When her latest spasmâs subsided she weakly called out.
âEnough with eating me, I canât take any more. I want you in me now Jim, I donât want to wait any more. Please put your cock in me and fuck me.â
There was no way I could turn down an offer like that but I still didnât think her tiny little puss was quite ready for me. Pulling my head away I crawled up the bed so my stiff dick was by Ashleyâs dirty talking mouth.
âSuck it Ash and get it nice and wet so I can squeeze it in your little pussy.â
She seized the shaft and opened wide and took it as deep into her mouth as she could coating it with her saliva. I smacked Aunt Laura in the ass to get her attention as she hadnât paused in her clit licking the whole time.
âAunt Laura you better work some fingers in her to loosen her up before I try to put it in herâ I suggested.
She followed my idea to the letter working a slim finger into her horny little stepdaughter while never stopping in her oral attention. Before long she had worked a second, then a third digit into Ashley and was slowly working them in and out. Meanwhile Ashley continued slobbering all over my knob prepping me for entry. When I couldnât take it any more I climbed off the bed and dragged Ashleyâs petite frame to the edge of the mattress and positioned her to my liking.
Aunt Laura repositioned herself so she and Ashley were in a sixty nine and again began to lick her enthusiastically down there making me shake my head in admiration of her dedicated pussy licking.
âJust a guess Aunt Laura, but I donât think this is the first time youâve eaten pussy, is it?â
She reluctantly pulled her head from her stepdaughterâs snatch and shook her head no.
âBack in college I went through my experimental lesbian phase. Until today I hadnât thought about it in years but itâs like riding a bike.â
She would have gone right back to what she had been doing but when I lifted Ashleyâs legs in the air while positioning my body between them she looked on with unfeigned interest. When the head of my cock brushed at the entrance of Ashleyâs opening Aunt Laura took the shaft in her hand and guided me between her lips. Both of us groaned from the contact but Ashleyâs was muffled by her face being smothered by muff.
My head pushed forward opening her lips like petals from a flower. She was extremely tight as befitting a teenager who was small to begin with. Slowly I worked myself inward stretching her tiny pussy as I went. When I was halfway in her I pulled back before thrusting forward. Her muscles clamped on me giving me a great feeling of pleasure. I took it nice and slow to start with giving Ashleyâs pussy time to adjust to my intrusion.
As time went on I slipped deeper into her love canal until I was pretty far in there. For a short girl she could take a good amount of manmeat in her vagina. Aunt Laura now resumed her stimulation of Ashleyâs clit and I could hear her muffled response from under her stepmomâs body. Now that she could take it I started to give it to her faster and I could feel her juices seeping around me to wind up on the bed beneath her.
Once I pulled out too far and before I could reinsert it Aunt Laura swallowed my head in her hot mouth making me almost scream with pleasure. She sucked on it for thirty seconds before putting it back at Ashleyâs entrance where I drove it home making my cousinâs body jump. After that after every couple of minutes I would pull out and let Aunt Laura suck on it before she would invariably put it back in Ashley.
By now Ashley was so wet and her body was so relaxed that I could slide to the depths of her pinkness without much difficulty. Donât get me wrong she was still a tight little teen angel but she had adapted just enough to allow a good fucking. After my cock and Aunt Lauraâs tongue had brought her yet another orgasm I pushed my Auntâs body up so that her pelvis was still firmly over Ashleyâs face but her body was now in an upright position.
I brought my body parallel to Ashleyâs now and began pounding her like my life depended on it. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh competed against Ashleyâs louder yet still muffled moans. My ass was moving like a runaway freight train now and with a final deep thrust I exploded deep inside her. My body sank on top of hers as I filled her with my seed. Aunt Laura and Ashley both were stroking my hair and almost cooing at me.
With a groan I withdrew my dripping prick and rolled onto my back on the bed with my legs hanging off. Though Ashley remained motionless Aunt Laura wasted little time in crawling to where she could take my messy cock smeared with both mine and Ashleyâs juices into her mouth. It felt so sensitive that I tried to stop her but was unsuccessful in that. She then licked it up the underside to the red, swollen head before working her way down the other side. When it was cleaned to her satisfaction she gave it one final lick before releasing it.
Aunt Laura then stood and bent over so that she could do the same thing to Ashley. Her mouth attached itself to Ashleyâs swollen, sticky lips and she began to suck and lick up my jism. This turned me on so much that I dragged myself to my feet and placing a foot on either side of Aunt Laura and forced my still mostly hard dick up her cooch.
Aunt Laura spread her legs wider in response and also reached back with her hand and pulled my torso closer to hers. Through all this she continued to lick up my cum from Ashley while also pleasing her little bad kitty. Soon Aunt Laura brought Ashley to such an intense climax that she forced her stepmother away from her over sensitive pussy and rolled away from her.
This allowed me to work Aunt Lauraâs body halfway onto the bed where I attempted to nail her to the mattress with my banging. She was whimpering with every thrust as I filled her to the limit each time. After recovering Ashley now sat up at the edge of the bed next to her stepmother and put her fingers between the older womanâs thighs and began to manipulate her clit driving her even crazier.
I pulled my cock out and guided Ashleyâs mouth down onto it and reveled in the feeling of her warm mouth before again plunging it into Aunt Lauraâs snug box. Looking at me with an evil glint in her eye my cousin continued to play with her stepmotherâs pussy but she craned her neck to where she could also start to lick at her asshole. After a minute of this when it was good and wet she began to force her little finger in there.
Aunt Lauraâs whole body tensed from this anal intrusion but this in no way discouraged Ashley. She allowed some of her saliva to drip from her mouth onto the puckered brown hole and worked it inside with her finger. As I continued pounding her Ashley then pushed a second finger into her.
âRelax Laura and loosen up. In a little while when you are ready for it Iâm going to have Jim force his big, thick cock into your tight little ass. How do you like the sound of that?â
A low moan escaped her lips but that was her only response. The idea of plowing her back door appealed to me greatly but I wondered if she could take it there. With Ashleyâs two fingers inside her it still didnât seem nearly open enough to work my manhood there. I think Ashley felt the same because she slid her fingers out and went to her bedside table and opened a drawer. She returned with a bottle of lubricant and squirted some on Aunt Lauraâs backdoor before again working two fingers in. Ashley then began to vigorously finger fuck her stepmotherâs ass finally working in a third and fourth finger.
âSheâs as ready as I think sheâll ever be Jimâ she announced to me.
That was something that I didnât need to be told twice. Sliding from her snug pussy I rearranged my Aunt so that she was totally on the bed on her hands and knees with her head resting on Ashleyâs smooth thigh. I climbed on the bed and while staying on my feet I crouched behind Aunt Lauraâs behind. Pressing my slick head to her virgin ass I pushed but her sphincter rebuffed me.
âAshley spread her cheeks as wide as you canâ I instructed my cousin.
Once she did I again attempted to enter through the backdoor. Holding my stiff prick I managed to work the tip inside causing her to gasp from my effort. With a little more pushing the head popped inside her chute.
âAre you okay Aunt Laura?â I asked with concern for her.
âSheâs fine, just ram it inâ Ashley answered with a gleam in her eye. I gave her a look and asked my Aunt again.
âI-Iâm okay Jim. Just go slowly okay.â
I grunted my assent and continued to probe deeper with my cock. It took some time but eventually I felt my ball sac pressing up against Aunt Lauraâs kitty as I had buried the full length in her. I waited for her to adjust to being filled like that.
âAshley why donât you play with her pussy. It might relax her some then I could fuck her ass which is what you want to see I think.â
Ashley just nodded with that strange look on her face but her fingers went into action immediately and were soon bringing Aunt Laura close to another climax. As her moans became louder I pulled my cock almost out of her and as she trembled I slammed all the way in triggering her orgasm. While her body shook I began making short, deep thrusts but I doubt that I lasted twenty seconds before I also last control.
My cum started to spew but I pulled out and jammed it deep into her pussy forcing another orgasm from her. Again I withdrew and once again slipped in her anus where I deposited the last drop of cum that oozed out. A few minutes later the three of us were stretched out on Ashleyâs bed catching our breath and recovering from our sexual exertions.
âLaura do you love my Father?â Ashley suddenly asked her point blank.
Without hesitation she emphatically answered âYes.â
âThen you can never let him find out what youâve been up to. Donât be stupid like the other night and do it under his nose like that.â
âI know it was because I was drinking but never again, I promise.â
âWell for a start if you ever want to be with Jim talk to me first and Iâll help talk you out of it. On the other hand if you want to eat some pussy I might be interested. And maybe on special occasions you could hook up with Jim, but only if Iâm there to keep my eye on things.â
We both looked at her when she said that but she only smiled. Since I had work that afternoon I went to shower and get ready. That evening when I got out from the job I was surprised to see Ashley waiting for me. She greeted me with a deep kiss and took my hand as I started to walk.
âI have a great idea Jim. We can go to your house since no one is there and you can fuck my brains out. You just have to do me a favor first.â
âAnd whatâs that Ash?â
âCall Stacy and tell her you canât make that date tomorrow.â
âWhy?â
âWhat are you stupid? Because Iâm jealous and I want to be your girl. I know Iâm your cousin, or maybe Iâm not, I donât care. Thatâs how I feel.â
After saying that she actually snuggled her head against my shoulder as we walked. Though there might be difficulties with her idea I had to admit it did appeal to me. When we got to my house I called for delivery from a Chinese restaurant for our dinner. When I called Stacy I went into another room for privacy. Though I felt bad I figured it was probably for the best especially for her. Iâd been screwing all these women at the same time and it didnât make sense to lie to Stacy or string her along.
In the long run I was really doing her a favor and I told her that, though not with all the details obviously. She seemed upset and tried to get me to change my mind but I told her she was too nice for me. In a little while the doorbell rang from the delivery and I went to answer it. After paying the man I brought the food into the kitchen and set it up. When I called Ashley she came in but she had a weird expression on her face and my cell phone in her hand.
âWhat the fuck is this?â she demanded angrily.
âWhat are you talking about?â I asked.
âWhen you went to the door your phone went off and I picked it up. You got a textâ she said before practically hitting me with my phone as she threw it.
I managed to catch it and I looked down at the screen. She was right, I had received a text from her Mom. My fingers shaking, I opened the message.
[ Hey Jim, Iâm home all alone and very horny baby. Why donât you come over and give me what we both want. Hit me back and let me know. Otherwise itâs time to put batteries in the vibrator.]
While Ashley stood staring at me I couldnât think of what to say.
The End of Part 3
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PrologueI became physically attracted to my sister Melissa when she was 15 years old and I was 18. Sis was about 5’2″, baby blue eyes, she had a nice figure with still a little baby fat as they say. Her breasts were 34 C which I knew from checking her bra in the laundry. The thing I found most attractive about her was her long chestnut brown hair which went down to her waist.
Often after she took a shower she would ask me to brush it for her if I wasn’t busy. I actually started to make sure I wasn’t doing much when I knew she was about to take a shower. I don’t think she ever purposely wore anything with the intention of exciting me. I did get to see her in a various stages of dress, long t-shirts girls like to sleep in, her swimsuits both one piece and bikinis, bra and panties, and a occasionally just a towel wrapped around her. My favorite was an old dress shirt of mine I had outgrown she seemed to like to sleep in. She never wore a bra with it and it would be unbuttoned to the point of exposing most of her breasts when she’d sit on the floor in front of me. It also gave me a nice view of her collection of thong panties.
Even though there was never any sexual contact my imagination would come up with some pretty hot fantasies of how things could get sexual between us.
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I am now 46 and Sis is 43. I’ve been divorced for 2 years now. Melissa kicked her husband out after finding him fucking his office assistant at his company’s Christmas party.
I knew from talking to her on the phone she felt it was her fault for letting herself go and getting fat and he didn’t find her attractive anymore. The last time I saw her she was overweight but far from being fat. I told her just that when we talked but convinced her it was nothing she couldn’t get rid of if she watched what she ate and started to work out. She thanked me for being honest with her said she’d try.
Over the next few months we talked on the phone and I could tell in her voice her spirit was coming back up. We never discussed her weight or appearance anymore. She had decided to fly back for Memorial Day weekend. I was really looking forward to seeing her.
A few weeks before she was due to fly in she forwarded me a copy of her airline itinerary. With a note asking if I would pick her up at the airport since her flight didn’t get in until 9:30 PM. She didn’t want to bother our folks to do it since they normally go to bed around that time. Her long time friend Amy who also sometimes picked her up had moved when her husband got a promotion and had to relocate to work in the company’s Midwest regional office. I replied back that I would be happy to pick her up.
I don’t know why but suddenly those memories of her when we were teenagers started to come back into my mind. The fantasies of being with her sexually were not far behind. I found myself in bed jerking off to those fantasies. My dreams that night were of my sister and I having sex but we were not teens anymore. We were both our current ages and she looked the same as I last saw her. After all these years I still wanted her and loved her more than a brother should love his sister.
When I went online to check my email the next morning there was an email from Sis.
“Thanks big brother I owe you big time. I’m not just talking about picking me up either. We can talk about it when I get there. Love Ya, Melissa”
I was really clueless to what she could be talking about. I was her brother she would never owe me for anything I did for her. I did want to do something else for her though. She seemed to be feeling pretty good about herself but I wanted to try something to boost her self esteem even more. What if she were to get some sexy outfits from a secret admirer?
I opened up my web browser to Victoria’s Secret web page and started checking out some of the various outfits. My memories of her wearing my old dress shirt prompted me to look in the sleepwear section first. I found a silk button up sleep shirt that looked like a man’s dress shirt. Instead of getting a plain white one like my shirt had been I picked one with blue pin stripes. Next I started looking for a pair of panties that matched it. Instead of looking at the thongs, I started to look at what they refer to as v-strings instead of g-strings. I added both to my shopping cart. Next I found a matching animal print bra and panty set. Finally I picked out a sheer black baby doll nightie with a matching v-string. I never realized they had hair care products so I picked a nicely scented shampoo and conditioner. I went ahead and purchased the items as though it was Melissa buying them for herself. I used one of those prepaid Visa cards you can buy in the store and use any name with you wanted. I created a fake Google mail account to send the order confirmation to.
Even though I knew the most I would get from this would probably be to smell her hair if she used the hair care products I didn’t care. The thought of her reaction to getting them and that somebody still found her to be sexy and desirable was enough for me.
I got to the airport and checked the arrivals. Her flight had landed about 5 minutes before I got there. The airport wasn’t too busy since she was coming in on a Thursday night to beat the holiday rush. I waited by the security checkpoint to greet her.
I almost didn’t recognize her when I saw her. She was wearing a pair of low cut jeans and a black tank top. Gone was the bulge around her waistline replaced by some nice tight abs and what looked to be a diamond shining from a belly button piercing.
She came up and gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. That really caught me off guard because we rarely hugged each other and actually we both always seemed to deliberately avoid it.
“Look at you!, I exclaimed. “You look great. You’re even letting your hair grow long again.” I couldn’t help but take in her beauty even if she was my sister.
Noticing my gaze she turned around a few times so I could check out the new Melissa.
“Thanks bro,” she said kissing me again. This time it was a quick peck on the lips. “I took your advice and started eating better and working out. Once I got rid of the first 170 lbs, (referring to her husband I assumed) the rest was easier than I thought. I just needed the right motivation.” Teasingly she added, “I must have done better than I thought for my big brother to be checking me out. By the way, I think you need to practice what you preach.” She playfully poked my bulging waistline.
Changing the subject before I got myself in trouble I said, “Let’s get your luggage and I’ll take you to mom and dad’s house.”
“I have a better idea,” she replied. “Since they probably are already asleep why don’t we go to Coaches so I can see the old gang there. I know you don’t really go for that but it is Thursday so it will probably be just a few of the regulars. Besides since you don’t drink much, you can be my designated driver.”
Coaches was the neighborhood bar where she used to work before she got married and moved out of state. I almost said no because I was really uncomfortable around people I didn’t know. I thought about it and was thinking by the way she was dressed she was probably hoping to meet up with a guy she once knew. I was happy for her to be getting back in the dating game so I agreed. “Ok,” I told her. “You know you ask so little of me me I can never turn down your requests.”
We got her luggage and walked to the car. I loaded it in the trunk and opened her door for her while she got in. As we were driving to Coaches she spoke, “I really appreciate this Shawn. Who knows maybe you’ll meet someone. It’s been two years since you got divorced. It’s too bad Amy had to move. You seemed to really like going out with her.”
I know she wasn’t doing it on purpose but she was making it difficult for me not to admit my feelings that the someone I wanted to be with was sitting beside me. The only reason I dated her friend Amy is because the two of them were so much alike. I quit seeing Amy is because I came real close a few times to calling her by my sister’s name when we were having sex.
As I pulled into the parking lot I was relieved to see only a handful of cars. Melissa seemed to recognize a few a cars.
“Looks like there are a few people here tonight I know,” she said.
As we walked into the bar, everyone looked toward the door to see who the new arrival was. From what I could see there were about four couples there. A few of the women got up and came over and gave my sister a hug.
“Melissa, what a surprise,” one of them said. “Are you in town for the holiday?”
“Yes, I’ll be staying for a week,” she answered. “Everyone this is Shawn.”
Melissa introduced everyone to me. They were all strangers but I said a polite hello to each of them. We sat down and ordered a few drinks. When I ordered a drink Melissa looked at me with surprise. “I just need the one,” I said for her ears only. She looked at me indicating she understood.
“You found yourself a quiet one Melissa. That’s an interesting change for you,” the bartender pointed out.
“Yes, he is but he opens up once he gets to know someone. He’s one of the nicest guys I’ve ever known,” she told them. She never pointed out that I was her brother. Maybe it was just because it was all couples and she didn’t want to seem out of place.
Melissa spent the next hour catching up with everyone. She told them about her divorce. They seemed glad that she was getting over it and found someone new referring to me I guess. As we were getting ready to leave one couple invited us to their house for a cookout on Sunday.
“Thanks, but we already have plans to spend it with my parents,” Melissa said.
When we left to leave I opened the door for her and she got in. Smiling at me she said, “You’re always a gentleman getting the door for his lady.” Tonight she was right she did seem like my lady tonight. Everyone in the bar thought we were a couple. It felt nice.
As I started to head to take her to our parents house. Melissa said quietly, “Would it be alright if I stayed with you this trip. Mom and dad always try to go all out when I stay with them and I always feel like I’ve been a burden when I leave.”
“Sis, my place is not all that big. Besides I’d go all out to make you comfortable too, just like mom and dad would,” I told her. Deep down I was worried that being alone with her like that would reveal the true type of love I felt toward her.
“I’m not worried about how small your place is. We’ll be at mom and dad’s most of the time anyway. As for you going all out to make your little sister comfortable I expect that. I just won’t feel like I was a burden afterward because you’re not as old as our parents.”
“Ok, sis like I said before I never seem to be able to say no to your requests
Walking into my apartment she looked around while I set her luggage down. It didn’t take long because I lived in a small studio apartment. It had a small kitchenette with a bar type setup to eat at. I living area with with a couch and desk. The TV was set up so I could turn it around and watch it in the bed which was against the far wall. If you’ve ever stayed at Residence Inn it was a very similar layout.
“Well now that you’ve seen it are you sure you want to stay here?” I asked.
“We can make it work. It may be small but it is a lot bigger than the room we used to share when we were little.”
“Well sis,” pointing out the obvious. “We are a lot bigger ourselves now.”
“That we are big brother… That we are…. Now if it is alright with you I need to take a shower and get ready for bed. It’s been a long day.”
She grabbed one of her smaller bags and headed toward the bathroom after I told her where to find clean towels.
While she was in the shower I changed into a pair of sleep shorts and loose t-shirt that I usually sleep in. I also grabbed a blanket and pillow and set it near the couch. Sleeping on the couch would be no big deal for me. I often fell asleep on it watching TV or reading a book and never bothered to get up and climb in my bed. Finally I turned the TV around and put the remote on the nightstand.
“Well that’s a good trick to get a woman into your bed. If she wants to watch TV she has to share your bed,” she said mischievously.
She caught me off guard and I mumbled something about I just thought she might want to watch TV and I was going to sleep on the couch and read for a bit. Then I noticed what she was wearing. She had on the silk sleep shirt from Victoria’s Secret I had bought her. Damn it complimented her new figure nicely.
“Actually, I was wondering if you’d like your old job back,” she said holding up her hair brush. She walked toward me and sat down in front of the couch. As she sat she pulled up the sleep shirt so she wasn’t sitting on it. I could tell she had the v-string on. I had a brief glimpse of her bare ass.
I sat down behind her and took the brush from her hand and started brushing out her hair. It only reached halfway down her back now. The memories and fantasies came back to me. I looked down and noticed she had the top buttons undone and a nice view of her breasts. I kept brushing as I did years ago.
“I can’t tell you how relaxing it feels when you brush my hair for me. You’re the only guy who would ever do it,” she told me.
I really was at a loss for words. Even more so as I noticed her nipples were now poking out against her shirt. I am not sure but there may have now been another button undone because I could now see the top portion of her aureola. My cock was now hard as a rock and I had no idea how I would hide it from her.
A soft moan escaped Melissa’s lips as she started to get up taking me by the hand holding the hair brush.
“Come on big brother, let’s go to bed. Your bed is big enough for both of us and I’m not letting you sleep on the couch.”
Thinking quickly I grabbed the pillow I had gotten and held it so she wouldn’t notice my cock which was now sticking out of my shorts. As she pulled down the covers and climbed into bed she made no attempt to hide the bare cheeks of her ass from my sight. As I got into bed I wondered if all my dreams and fantasies were about to come true.
“Hey sis.”
“What dear brother?”
“I just wanted to tell you I had a really nice time tonight. Your friends at Coaches all made me feel comfortable. Everything about tonight it made me feel,” I stopped not sure if I should tell her.
“Made you feel what? I think I know but you need to tell me,” she prompted.
I swallowed hard not sure I could say it. Looking into her blue eyes the words came out, “Like we were a couple that was dating. Your friends they all thought we were a couple.”
She looked back at me saying, “I know. I felt it as well. I think we both needed a night out like this. That is why I didn’t tell anyone you were my brother. I wanted that feeling as well. Do you have to work tomorrow?”
“Not really. The Friday before a holiday weekend will be slow. What do you have in mind?”
“Take a guess and ask me,” she said playfully.
Things were starting to become clear as to how we both felt. “Melissa,” I asked “Would you like to go on another date together?”
“I would love that Shawn. I think I know where also. Can I surprise you?”
“I like your surprises,” I said thinking back to the way she looked when I picked her up at the airport. There is one more thing though.” I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. “Goodnight.”
Melissa proper herself up on her elbow looking at me with surprise. “Oh shit, I blew it and pushed it to far,” I thought. Then she smiled at me like I’d never seen before.
She leaned forward and returned the kiss lingering for a few seconds before snuggling up to me. “Goodnight Shawn” she whispered into my ear.
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Jack and Sharon were always close. When in their teen years, they explored sex, but never went all the way, but 30 some years later, fate put them back together and finally made love
Ty learns about love and hate.
I had not seen my cousin, Fran, in some time so I was eagerly looking forward to visiting her in Ottawa on my vacation. We were born three months apart and were closer than a lot of brothers and sisters I knew. We could tell each other anything without fear of judgment. Even though she was really a second cousin once removed, or something like that, I felt a bit uncomfortable when I realized how physically attracted I was to her.
Fran developed a gorgeous figure as a sixteen-year-old. As little kids, our mothers used to bathe us together; as a teenager, she would grab a t-shirt or towel for cover if I happened by as she was sunbathing in her bathing suit. She had full firm tits, a slim waist and long lithe legs, and the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen. She was the focal point of many a jerk-off session. But that remained a carefully guarded secret.
Fran met me at the train station. The last time I saw her, she was a foxy 22 year-old. Now she was a magnificent 27. She wore a short blue skirt, just tight enough to make me a bit uncomfortable, and an oversized white shirt cinched at the waist with a belt. Her auburn hair was back in a pony tail and she looked very demur in her glasses. Although a stunner, Fran declined to show off her figure too much.
She smiled as she threw her arms around me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. I tentatively wrapped my arms around her, afraid I might squeeze to hard for propriety’s sake.
“How are you, Jon?” she asked, as we headed for her car. “Just fine,” I answered, hoping the hard-on she’d just given me would dissipate. “It’s good to see you, Fran.”
“Good to see you, too, Jon. What would you like to do while you’re in town? I have some things you might be interested in,” she said. Was than grin just a bit mischievous or was it just wishful thinking?
“I’d really just like to take it easy,” I responded. “Well, you must be hungry after that trip. Why don’t we go back to the apartment to freshen up and then I’ll take you out to dinner at Barbara’s place.” Barbara had been Fran’s roommate until recently. A pretty redhead, she was the manager at one of the city’s nicer restaurants.
“That sounds good, Fran, although you look pretty fresh to me.” She blushed at that as we loaded her car and drove off.
Fran had a one-bedroom flat on the twenty-third floor of f fancy apartment. The view of downtown Ottawa, with it’s mixture of old and new architecture, was magnificent. I showered and shaved and tossed on some comfy-casual stuff. At an even 6 feet and 170 pounds, I was confident about my appearance, yet I always felt somewhat awkward when we were together.
Fran was changing in the bedroom. “There’s wine in the fridge,” she called from behind the closed door. “Help yourself.”
“What about you?” I asked.
“I’ve got mine, she replied. Fran was not what you would call a good drinker. She got a bit giddy and flirty. In the past I might have been uneasy with that, but for some reason I felt tonight might just be different.
I took my drink and stepped onto the balcony. The late summer’s sun was starting to descend and a warm breeze passed. I turned and there was Fran! She was clad in a pale blue bra and panty set. I felt myself blush and immediately turned my head. I expected her to scream, but apparently she couldn’t see me.
The lingerie accentuated what seemed to be an all-over tan. Her firm tits bulged around the skimpy bra and the panties were cut quite high on the leg, revealing much of her lovely ass. I peeked back at her, feeling my balls twitch, as I watched her adjust her garments. God, what a beauty!
Fran reached for a bottle of lotion and poured some into her hands. She rubbed lightly starting at her ankles and slowly working her way up those stunning legs. As she approached her upper thighs she slowed down and reached for her wine. She threw back a healthy gulp and continued to massage her legs. She kneaded the lotion on her hips and gently on her inner thighs. Her fingers made little circles on her soft skin then moved on to her taut stomach as she closed her eyes. I reached into my trousers to rearrange my cock as she began to gently caress her tits. She unfastened the front clasp of the bra and they tumbled forward, pushing out of their confinement.
Fran dipped her finger into the wine and traced her half- dollar aureoles on each breast. I watched with great appreciation as her nipples became erect before my eyes.
Suddenly, Fran’s hand dropped back to her panties, pulling it aside to reach her now-wet pussy. I was amazed as she bent her neck to suck on one full tit, while her other hand furiously massaged her cunt. I was afraid I’d cum in my pants but kept watching as Fran shuddered her way to a quick climax.
As she came down, Fran calmly rearranged her undies and slid into a knit orange minidress. I almost dropped my wine over the balcony when she called out my name, “Jon, are you ready to go?” Was I!
“Are you okay, you look kind of strange,” Fran said, as I came in from the balcony. I was grateful the trousers were very baggy, thus hiding my still raging hardon.
“That’s some dress,” I told Fran. “You look very pretty tonight.”
“Why, thank you,” she said, somewhat puzzled. We never commented on each other’s appearance after the first “good-to- see-you, you-look-great.” It was hard to believe this angel had cum in front of me not five minutes before. She’d never realize the thrill she’d given me.
We took a cab to the restaurant so we could enjoy a few cold ones and not have to worry about driving back. Although we got a table almost immediately, we waited almost an hour to be served. I didn’t mind, though; the company was wonderful and Barbara kept the drinks coming. By the time the food arrived, we were very relaxed. We spoke of all sorts of things, our lives and interests, and our lack of love interests at the moment.
It was nearly midnight by the time we left. Ottawa is a sleepy town where they roll the streets up at that hour. We tumbled into a cab and headed home.
The smell of Fran’s perfume had been driving me crazy all night. Once inside the cab, she thanked me for a lovely evening. Her head came to rest on my shoulder and she sighed, closing her eyes.
My eyes traced her figure, starting from the spiked heels and slowly up the length of her body, admiring her attributes and wishing I wasn’t such a coward. But we’re so close, I argued with myself. How can I make a pass? She’d be shocked, she’d kill me, she’d never speak to me again — I came up with numerous reasons to keep my hands off. But then she’d nestle in a bit closer and emit another contented sigh and her dress would slid up those damned gorgeous legs just a bit more and I’d have to start reminding myself all over again.
The little old cabbie looked in the rear view mirror and must have thought we were lovers. I saw him smile and wink, as he suggested a nice ride through the park. Why not, I thought. Just to prolong this mild body contact was reason enough.
Fran’s dress had ridden more than half-way up her thigh and I wondered if I should try to rearrange it myself or wake her up. But she seemed so peaceful I just decided to enjoy the show. So stare I did.
“What are you staring at?” she demanded, suddenly awake. She tugged at the hem of her dress, trying to cover herself. It reminded me of her days as a modest teen. She seemed quite agitated. Oh, no, I thought, my worst fears are coming true. “I… I… nothing…” I stammered.
“Jon, I saw you staring at me. What on earth could you have been thinking of?” I could just see myself taking this cab right back to spend the night at the train station.
The driver sensed disharmony and sped to the apartment. Fran got out and stomped her way inside as I paid the fare and reluctantly followed.
I felt like a puppy who had just chewed up the master’s slippers and was waiting for the rolled-up newspaper. Fran was waiting by the elevator, tapping her foot, watching the lift’s indicator as it approached the lobby. Not a word was spoken the entire ride up. When the doors opened she brushed by me to unlock the door. When she didn’t slam it in my face, I took it as a good sign.
I sheepishly entered the apartment. “Close the door,” she huffed. She lock the door and turned to face me. Here we go, I thought. Excommunication from the family.
I couldn’t look her in the eye. “I guess you had too much to drink,” she said. Was she giving me an alibi? “I think I did, too.”
“After all, you’re just a man and there are certain things that a man will do, including ogling his cousin,” she began to grin.
“You’ve always found me attractive, haven’t you, Jon?” Uh- oh, better be careful here.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I answered still not look at here, wishing I were somewhere else.
“Well, you know, I really admire the way you turned out, too. My girlfriends used to talk about you when you came to visit. They’d talk about your arms or your eyes and I’d say, ‘I don’t want to hear this; he’s my cousin.’
“But they were right,” Fran said. She lifted my chin with her finger. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad.” And she kissed me quickly on the lips.
Our eyes met and we leaned into each other for another kiss, this one slower. Then another, deeper. Her tongue probed my lips until I opened them. My tongue met hers as they twirled together in joyful greeting. Caution went out the window.
The kisses became more emphatic as we stepped closer together, pressing our bodies together. ten years of fantasies were coming true as I felt the heat of her tits through our clothing. He nipples were hard as they pushed into my chest. My hands slid down to the small of her back and I tentatively reached for her ass. She moaned softly as a I squeezed her cheek, pulling her closer. I reached for the hem of her dress and slid my hand up her thighs. I couldn’t believe the moist heat coming from her pussy! Fran opened her legs to allow me better access while our lips were still pressed together.
I licked my way down her neck, nipping her nape. She shivered as I bit her earlobe.
“Do it to me, Jon,” she moaned. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for years. Fuck me now!” Fran ripped open my shirt, the buttons shooting across the room. I kicked off my shoes and yanked off the trousers and shorts. After all this time I wasn’t going to put up any arguments.
We sank onto the living room rug, and I pulled her dress down over her heaving tits while pulling it up from the bottom. I ripped the panties and bra off her as she squirmed beneath me. My dick was threatening to break off.
I rubbed the tip of my cock along her slit. I had never imagined Fran’s pussy before, concentrating on her other assets. It was covered with a soft tuft of hair gently concealing her plump lips. She groaned and arched her back as she tried to get me inside her, but I continued to tease her.
“Stop that, please. Just fuck me. NOW!” She grabbed my as and pulled me right in. So hot, slick and tight. Unbelievable!
After a couple of minutes I felt the inevitable rush of cum. I warned her and she blurted out that it was okay, that she wanted to feel me pump it inside her. So I did. Long hard streams of cum jetted through me into her. She ground her pussy against me, grabbing my ass, working towards her own climax. “Uhh, uhh, uhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned as she rumbled towards ecstasy.
I was beat but happy. She was beat and hungry for more.
“I always wondered what it would be like with you, Jon,” Fran whispered, “and it was better than I ever imagined.”
With that she kissed my chest softly as she made her way down my stomach, swirling her tongue in little circles. I shivered when I felt her hot breath on my dick, waiting to feel her lips engulf it. She licked my crown lick a candy cane, in and out, lick, in and out, around. It was like no other blow job I’d experienced, so hot, wet and slippery. I could have happily filled her mouth but I had waited a long time for this.
I gently pushed her away and rolled her over. She seemed surprised. I straddled her chest and told her “I’m gonna fuck your breasts, Fran. I want to feel your soft tits wrapped around my cock. I want to rock back and forth until I cum all over your tits and face. What do you think of that, baby?”
“Oh, yeah,” she groaned, “do that to me! Please! Do it!”
“I want you to lick the head as it comes through your tit- tunnel. Keep it slick so it slides back and forth so nicely.”
Fran pressed her tits together around my cock. They were so soft and hot, wet with a combination of sweat and saliva. I went slowly at first, trying to make the indescribable pleasure last.
“I love getting my tits fucked,” she moaned. “It gets me so hot. Come on, push it, slide it in. I want your cum, cum all over my face, please. COME ON, GIVE IT TO ME, CUM, CUMMM, DO IT! DO IT!! DO IT!!! SHOOT IT ALL OVER ME!! OH, MY GODDDDD. DO IT NOW!!!” And with that she started shaking and bucking her hips against an imaginary cock. Her fingers flew to her sopping pussy where they pistoned in and out. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them around my dick. I pushed it forward and kept it in her mouth while she moaned to here next set of orgasms. The vibrations of her mouth set me off, and I managed to shove my cock back between her tits as I started to spurt, the hot load jetting onto her pretty face, as she whipped her head back and forth, landing first one cheek then the other. I sprayed my last violent shots across her tits and collapsed next to her, exhausted.
After a few moments to catch our breath, Fran turned to me. “Are you sure you can only stay the weekend?” she asked with a smile.
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