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mom last vist

My last telling of the exploits between mom and I was the story of how it all started when I was about 14. Now this story happened many years later. I’m now 40 yrs old, married, and have three pre-teen kids. Mom and dad retired early and moved from Southern California to Arizona. Mom is 56 and dad a year older. My mother is only 16 yrs older than I am.
The kids were almost hysterical with joy when they heard grandpa and grandma would be here this Friday and staying with us for a couple of weeks. My wife knows I love my mom very much, and probably more than most sons, (but she’s not aware of the physical love of course;) so she insisted that they stay with us at our home, and not at some cheap local hotel. I tried to keep calm and agreed with her logic. I didn’t want to seem overly anxious and excited. But I was! I was so damm horny with just the IDEA that my mom, my dream fuck, the female I lost my virginity to, would again be in the same house with me, and for two whole weeks!
Oh I had plans to make!!
Now moms not a spring chicken any more, but she still could turn a few heads. She definatly doesn’t look her age. My wife often compares her to a good-looking 40 yr old.
She’s added a few pounds and I did see a few varicose veins in her lower legs, but that’s ok. I think most guys would jump at the chance if they could actually fuck their own mother. It’s just too bad I have to do it without her consent. I don’t think that the “get her drunk” ploy would work like it did for me when I was a kid. Come on, how many 56 yr old grandmothers do you know that will get “pass out drunk” with her son and grandkids around? Not many I’ll bet.
So how do I get my own mother unconscious so I can do what I want with her? Simple, drugs of course. What other choice did I have.
I work in a hospital, so getting pills wouldn’t be a problem. I would give each patient just one of their two or three sleeping pills, and keep the rest for myself. Two or three patients a night for a week, and I’d have more than enough for a few nights of fun with mommy!
The Plan:
I knew I had to get everyone out of the house early so I could have the whole day with mom. At her age and the distance between our homes, I don’t know if I’d ever have this opportunity again. I borrowed a camera from a co-worker to record our session since I knew my wife would probably take ours to wherever they went for the day. I really wanted this to be a day I’d always remember.
The kids and I had previously discussed places we could all go when grandpa and grandma arrived. Of course I suggested long outings, such as an amusement park, or a trip to the mountains.
When my parents arrived, and during dinner I asked where we wanted to go the next day. My kids were ready with the suggestions. Two wanted the beach, and the youngest wanted Disneyland. Either one was fine with me, both were all day events. (More mom time for me!) Anyway my mom and dad just laughed and told my kids to calm down, that they could do both places the same day! We could all spend the day at Disneyland, and then towards evening, we would all relax and watch the sunset at the beach. I couldn’t believe my ears! This was more than I could have hoped for! All day and into the evening with my drugged out, naked mother? I could fuck her, take a break, fuck her some more, have lunch and then do her again! Oh hell, I could just skip dinner and slow fuck my mother all during the evening dinner hours. I was so nervous I didn’t hear my wife object to the idea. She was saying it was not right to keep grandma and grandpa going all day long. Shit. Quick, think of something, but my dad beat me too it. He firmly set her straight, saying they WANTED to go to both places, that they missed the beach, and the last time they were at Disneyland, was probably when they took me as a child! And they also wanted to spend as much time as they could with their grandkids. My mom then leaned over, hugged me, and said “And also with my little boy!” The kids laughed at me, and my wife gave me a sweet smile. I just hugged mom back and smiled, but in my mind I was thinking that if she only knew what her little boy had planned for her! I’ll be doing a lot more than just hugging her real soon. And I was getting another hard on just thinking about it!
The Day:
Saturday came and I made sure I was up when I heard my mom moving around the house. I beat her to the kitchen and told her to go get herself and dad ready, and that I’ll make the coffee. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and went back upstairs. It took all my will power to not whip my cock out and cum all over the kitchen floor as I watched her walk away. There will be time….
The kids came running downstairs next and were so hyper to get going. My wife soon followed and I poured her some coffee. Mom and dad came down last, and while my wife was making a quick breakfast for everyone, I poured mom and dad their coffee. Of course moms cup got a little extra put into it. (I poured the contents of the sleeping pill capsules I brought from work into her cup.) A little sweetened coffee creamer hid whatever taste they may have had. I was so jittery and nervous I could barely eat my breakfast, or even look at my mother without my hands shaking. The kids were so excited to go they kept interrupting, telling us to hurry up and eat. “We gotta go and beat the traffic!” they kept saying. But I kept stalling as much as I could. I needed for mom to start showing some signs before I could suggest she stay home and rest. And sure enough, about 20 or 30 min later mom gave a huge yawn and said she suddenly didn’t feel very well, and that she was so tired all of a sudden. I mentioned how maybe it was just a little jet lag, since we were all up late the night before. My mom tried to stand up and was a bit unsteady, so my dad and wife helped her over to living room couch to sit. My wife said that she didn’t look very well and maybe we should cancel the outing and stay home. The kids started to object, and I was also about to come up with something to make sure they go, when my mom, in her most strict voice said “No! the kids are so excited about going, so Hon, (she was talking to my dad), you take them and have fun, I think I’ll just stay here and rest. We have the rest of the week for me to go somewhere with everyone.” I was just about to open my mouth when my wife whispered that one of us should stay with her. I calmly said it really should be me, and after a few polite protests from my mother, it was agreed I would stay.
The plan was working perfectly so far!
Mom kept yawning, so I hurried the group out the door before my mother passed out and scared everyone. After the goodbye hugs and kisses, the whole family was driving away down the block for an entire day out of the house. I could feel a nervous hard on growing in my pants just watching them drive away from my front porch. When I came back to the living room, mom was still awake but was doing some very heavy nodding. I quickly came to her side and asked if she was ok. Mom really strained to look me in the eye and said she was really tired, and maybe she should go lie down for awhile. I told her that was a good idea and I would help her to her room upstairs. She said no, she’ll just lay here on the couch and watch TV if I didn’t mind. Not at all I told her, you just rest and I’ll be back with a pillow and a blanket. Mom smiled and told me how proud she is of me, and that she brags to her friends how good I treat her. She then lay back and closed her eyes. Little did her friends know just HOW I treat my mother. I switched the TV to what I felt was a slow boring documentary, and mom was soon snoring quietly. I knew mom was totally out so I didn’t worry about her waking up. I walked right over to her, kneeled down in front of the couch facing her and began unbuttoning her blouse. I opened it up as much as I could and saw them. The breasts I’ve missed and dreamt about for so long. In her younger days, these C cups probably stood proud. Don’t get me wrong, I still drool when I see them, but they do kind of hang to each side. I reached into mom’s bra cups and squeezed and played with each one. It was so great. They’re more than a handful, and so soft. I just squeezed and bounced them. I twisted and pulled at her nipples. I pulled her bra down so that I could easily suck on each nipple. And oh did I suck… I pulled with my teeth, I licked around and around each areola. I lifted each breast up and licked and kissed under each one. I basically gave each of my mother’s tits a complete tongue bath. Oh it was heaven!
My cock was so hard, and I was leaking so much pre-cum. I looked down and saw the stain on my pants. I just chuckled and thought I might as well get out of my clothes now. I remember a time when my cock would point almost straight up when I was younger. But now it points forward. But who cares. It was hard and still a good 7 inches. (Yeah, I’m honest. I’m not going to say I’m a 12 incher like most stories you read!)
I straddled mom’s chest and lay my dick between her tits. I then squeezed them together and had a good old titty fuck for about five min or so. It looked so hot seeing the tip of my cock poking mom on the chin or sometimes reaching her lips. I stroked and stroked and felt it coming. My first orgasm of the day with my mother was soon here, and my wife and family were probably just getting onto the freeway! I was cuming! I did not want to make it last, I wanted to cum as soon as possible! I had hours left with my mother. I felt the build up, and as I squeezed each breast I let it fly! I normally just drip when I cum, but this one was just like old times! It just shot out of me and landed right on moms nose and forehead! I sat there on mom’s chest for a few seconds trying to catch my breath. I then scooped up some of the cum from moms face with my finger and put it in her mouth. She looked so erotic laying there with semen on her face and tongue. I tilted her head back and watched it slid back, and sure enough, she swallowed. My mother just swallowed her sons cum! That’s one opening down, two more to go. I just couldn’t get the grin off my face!
It was time to get mom undressed. I sat her up and took off her blouse and bra. I just dropped her back onto the sofa and soon her shoes, socks, pants and panties were piled neatly on the floor. Yeah, mom still wore those full cut white panties from the 50’s or 60’s. And her pussy, oh man, just like I remember it, a big curly mound of black hair. But when I got my face right down into it, I did find quite a few white hairs in the mix. Maybe I just wanted it to look like it did when I first saw it when I was 14. But you know what, it still tasted the same! I licked her pussy up and down, tasting the tanginess. I slurped and stuck my tongue as far into moms pussy hole as I could. I wiggled it round and swallowed whatever I could from her. I even swallowed one of mom’s pubic hairs!
I knelt on the floor with one of mom’s legs over my shoulders, and licked and chewed and sucked, and basically rubbed my face all into my mothers wet hairy pussy! What would dad think if he knew what I was doing to his wife right now! I finally came up for air, wet face and all and sat on the couch with mom’s legs on my lap. I went straight for her cunt and slid three fingers right in and was working on the fourth, when I looked up and realized the living room drapes were open. The couch was facing away from the window so mom couldn’t be seen since she was laying down. But there was the Rodriguez family from across the street playing in their front yard. Lily, the wife just happened to look my way, smiled and waved at me. I kept finger fucking my mother with one hand and waved to Lily with the other. If she only knew what I was doing. I waited until they were not looking my way, went over and pulled the drapes closed. What to do now…Oh hell with it, I came back to mom and grabbed her from behind her knees and just lifted her so that only her neck and upper back were on the couch. I could never have done this when I was 14! And I wondered if my dad ever put mom in this position? Yeah, I still masturbate to many fantasies of what my dad does to mom. I lowered mom’s legs down on each side of me and scooted in so that the tip of my dick was right at her entrance. It was time for a picture, click. Actually I took close to 60 pics that day. I made sure no faces were showing, but “I” knew who the parts belonged to. I even posted some of these pictures on the net. My wife has no idea how to access the internet, much less my mother. But again, “I” get off knowing that many have seen my dick against my own mother’s pussy, and I’ve always wondered if maybe someone recognizes my bedroom background….
Anyway, I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, and dribbled some of my saliva on my dick since mom wasn’t as slick down there like she used to be. Up and down… up and down.. while slowly inching it in little by little. Ah…. So warm, so erotic.. I just wanted to scream “Yeah! I’m actually fucking my own mother! AGAIN!” but I knew I couldn’t, Lily and her kids were still outside! Hahahaha . It’s been so long since I’ve been in my mom like this. I thought for sure it would never happen again, and that all I’d have were those memories, but here I am, and with a quick push, I slide my cock all the way into my mother. I took a few slow strokes just to warm up, but soon I was pumping in and out of mom fast and deep that I’m sure my wife would have been jealous that she never got it so fast and so deep! I’ll bet my back will be sore tomorrow, but so what, it’ll be worth it. There I was, pumping back and forth into mommy’s 56 yr old cunt. I just kept at it for about 10 min in the good old missionary position. Mom would cough or snort every now and then, but I knew she was out. I used just the right amount of pills. I’d thrust hard into her and watch her tits jiggle and then see her head bump the couch arm rest. She would be mine to bend, lift, flip, kiss, and fuck anyway I wanted for the next six to eight hours. And then it came, or actually “I” came. It felt like my balls were going to burst. I felt spasm after spasm shoot out of me and into my mothers womb. I like to think I was flooding into her the same way my dad did 40 yrs ago to conceive me. I finally stopped to catch my breath and my cock just sort of plopped out of mom. I sat back on my heels and stared at my mothers freshly fucked pussy. It was all wet and matted, and her labias looked kind of pinkish red. They probably had not had this much action in quite awhile! Once I regained my composure I set the camera to take some more pictures. Who knew if, or when I’d get this chance again. The camera was set to take 20 pictures, 1 every 15 seconds. I got one of me and mom sitting naked with her hand around my cock, one with her leaning into my lap with my cock in her mouth. I also got a few of her in other positions, such as on her back with both legs in the air. My favorite was her laying over the arm rest with me standing and fucking her from behind. Darn, I wish I had made a video instead of a photo for that one. These pictures have been posted in various newsgroups many times, and under many different names.
Anyway. My back and knees were getting a bit cramped so I figured it was time to carry mom upstairs to my bed where we’d be a lot more comfortable.
It took awhile but I got my mom upstairs and onto the bed my wife and I have shared for many years. Now what do I do next? Here was my mother totally drugged out, and naked with her legs spread eagle. Silly question huh? She was going to get fucked again!! I’ve already cum in moms mouth and also in her pussy, so she only had one hole left for me to visit! But for this one, I really wanted a permanent recording. It took awhile but I got moms rear end propped up high with some pillows, and then set up the video camera equipment. Here we go! Lights, camera, action!! I slowly pulled my mothers butt cheeks apart and there it was! Her beautiful pinkish/brown asshole! Its funny, but I remember exactly what it looked like when I first saw it back when I was 14. This time I was going to stretch it open with my cock, not just look at it. Who cares if she feels sore tomorrow. I’m her baby, and “I wanna fuck my mommys asshole!” hahahaha. This was my lifetime dream come true. I was hard and ready. I squirted a lot of KY lube onto moms butt hole and rubbed it all around. I stuck my thumb in her and then pushed in a finger. I pushed and pulled in and out in an effort to loosen up mom’s butt hole. I don’t know if it helped, but when I put my KY loaded cock at the entrance, it gave a little resistance, but then it just sort of popped itself in! Almost like her asshole wanted my cock and sucked me right in! Her asshole ring was tight. I could feel it squeezing the base of my cock, so I thought I’d better get to work and loosen up that asshole on my mom. If I was going to be a mother fucker, I wanted to do it right. I first started with short in and out thrusts. I made sure I didn’t come out. Two or three inches each way. Faster and faster I went, and it was feeling better all the time! Mom’s hole must be loosening up. In and out my cock went, back and forth. I was holding on for dear life to her hips. Well actually, her “love handles” would be a better word. Mom has put on a few pounds, but what 56 yr old grandmother hasn’t? It just made a softer cushion for me to bang into each time I pushed forward. I wanted this session to last. I stroked fast until I knew the feeling was coming, and then I’d slow to long steady strokes for the feeling to subside. During one of the fast times, moms pillows stared to come loose and she fell to her side with one leg bent up. This was great, this is one of wife’s favorite positions! Who knew that I’d do the same position, in the same bed, to my two favorite females just days apart. I went for it! I pounded my mother’s ass harder and harder, faster and faster, until I was feeling lightheaded. I couldn’t hold out any longer. I filled my mom with more cum! More and more seemed to just pour from me. I collapsed forward onto her and grabbed a tit with one hand on the way down. I just lay there enjoying the feeling of my heart racing and my cock pulsing. After a few minutes of this, I caught my breath while my cock slowly softened and plopped out of mom’s butt hole. I then just rolled over onto my back, put both hands behind my head and grinned.
Yup this was an awesome day! Well worth the waiting and planning.
I did it! I have taken all three of my own mother’s holes, and all were left with her sons cum in them! I could now die a happy man.
Don’t get me wrong, my wife is a very good looking women, and I could not ask for a better wife and mother for my kids. But there is just something a little more “erotic and stimulating” about fucking your own mother. You really should try it. (If you’re male of course.) I honestly believe most sons would fuck, (or make love to), their own mother if they ever had the chance. (I’d love to hear your story about what you’ve done, or would like to do to your mother if you could!)
It was getting to be close to noon, so I got up, went downstairs naked, and had a quick sandwich with a beer. Mom wasn’t going anywhere, and I still had many hours left before the family got back. After an hour or so, I was refreshed and could “go again.” Hey, I’m not a teenager anymore. I went upstairs and crawled onto the bed and up between mom’s legs, and just lay on top of her. Mom seemed so small now. I guess all sons grow taller than their mothers eventually. But still, this was my mother. And here she was naked under me, with her tits hanging off to each side. I spread her legs open a bit with my knees and just did the old “pelvic grind” on her. Oh man, what a feeling! My naked hard dick rubbing against my mothers pussy hair! I had to slid it back in once again and just lay on top and hug her. I’m so jealous of my dad. He has this next to him every night! I wonder if he still fucks her? She sure deserves it. And if he doesn’t, I sure would volunteer anytime! Its just too bad she would never let me, and they will never know how I’ve used her so many times during her lifetime.
I just looked down and slowly slid my dick back and forth in my mother. My cock looked harder and more bloated than I can ever remember seeing it. I’ve done this same thing to my wife, in this very spot on our bed, but my cock was never this stimulated. I then sat back on my heels to look at the prize before me. While slowly rubbing my dick with my right hand, I reached out to caress moms left thigh and hip. Oh fuck… if she only knew what her little boy was doing to her while she was supposedly safe and resting in her son’s home!
I then pulled and played with some of mom’s longer pubic hairs. I guess she’s not the type to trim or shave THAT part of her body. But I had the time so I got out of bed and returned from the bathroom with a pair of my wife’s little trimming scissors. I trimmed a few of the longer curly ones off my mom for a souvenir. I put them in my wallet for safe keeping.
I loved the feeling I got when a few days later, we’re all out at a fancy restaurant with my folks. Mom’s just chatting away about something or other. I pulled my wallet out in a pretence of looking for a credit card, but what I really did was twist and play with mom’s pubic hair while looking at her smile back at me. Talk about palpitations and nerves! I excused myself to the restroom for a quickie jack off. It only took 4 or 5 strokes and my cum was in the restaurants toilet. Call me crazy, but it was awesome. I then pulled one of the hairs from my wallet and put it in my mouth to play with while looking at my mom continue with her laughing and talking to my wife and dad.
That was a good dinner outing to remember.
Yeah, it was a great week for me. I didn’t do mom again while they visited. The next day she just sat around the house saying how every part of her body was sore, and I’m sure my dad would have taken her to see a doctor if she tried to sleep another day away. Besides, I had my pictures and videos of her performance with me.
My kids also had a great time with grandma, but just not as great as their dad did!

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Lessons from Grandfather. Part 1

This is a true story of my introduction to sex. I’m not promoting incest or child abuse. I’m simply telling my story. If this is a problem for you, please move on. I find putting my stories on a page is cleansing. Constructive criticism is welcome, haters are not.

Summers Night

….I felt her breathe through my shirt as she continued to nuzzle the bottom of my sternum. She must have been able to feel my heart beating as I raise my head and shut my eyes, my hearing increased slightly. Nat gently moved around while keeping her head close to me; I heard the fabric of her dress fall to the floor and felt it go over my toes.

Luck and Love: VII

Michael did in fact forget about Rose. All he thought about until ten was math. And Zoë. They had forgot about the help until nine o’clock, but she assured him that her parents wouldn’t worry about her. At nine they resumed their studies, going over the homework that they had been assigned and finishing it in a half an hour. By then Zoë fully understood the subject. Once they were done Michael excused himself to the bathroom while she went to refill her water. Once he was inside with the door locked he dropped his pants and let his cock loose. He hadn’t been able to get off since that morning when he and Rose had fucked. He sat on the lid of the toilet and began stroking it. After a full day of almost no attention his dick would have been a little bigger than normal, but the light touches and smiles of the elegant and gorgeous Zoë had forced him to hide his erection a few times over the course of the night. The result was his full nine and a half inches, swollen and red with need.
As his hand gently began to stroke his cock he imagined that scene that he had witnessed so long ago, though it in fact had only been two days; Candy, the bitch ballerina, undressed and caressing her stunning body.
Quickly the scene changed to one of Zoë on her knees in front of him. He stroked for about five minutes to no avail before he gave up and tucked it back away. As Michael quickly dropped down the stairs he found Zoë standing in his path. Too late to do anything Michael hit the carpet of the first step and flew forward, crashing straight into Zoë and dumping her ice water all over the both of them. Luckily the collision had occurred in a place where there was no furniture. Looking up from the floor Michael found Zoë with ice water all down the front of her shirt and some on her shorts. He struggled to his feet and winced, pain coming from where his head had hit the floor. He helped her to her feet and began his apology when she gasped and ran off. Again Michael felt the pain in his head, and reaching up to find the spot he found his head warm and wet, slightly sticky. Pulling his hand back he found blood dripping down his fingers to his palm. Zoë rushed back with a towel and pressed it to his head, attempting to staunch the flow.
“Mike are you okay? I’m so sorry I didn’t think that you would be down that quickly…” For a moment he was unable to reply. Michael was to busy looking at the outline of her bra through the gray t-shirt that had been soaked. Realizing that she might catch him looking he stammered a reply.
“Yeah, ow! I’m… aah! I’m fine Zoë. Really I’m okay. And you shouldn’t be apologizing this is my fault. I crashed into you.” He took her hand as she led him up the stairs to the bathroom to examine the wound. Once they were in front of the mirror she pulled the towel away and they looked, finding it was only tiny cut just beneath the hairline. He put a bandage on it as she dropped the towel into the hamper.
“Um, Zoë maybe you should change, your covered in water and your shirt is a bit see through…” She began to ask a question until she looked down and found what he said to be true. She gasped and looked at Michael, but the second her eyes landed on him she covered her mouth with a hand to stop from laughing. Looking down Mike discovered that his shorts had taken on the same see through quality, and he was still afflicted by his erection. The ice water had, however, forced his dick to begin to shrink, meaning that a half flaccid head tented his shorts just down his right leg. He looked at her and realized that she thought he had a small cock.
“Uhhh… yeah, so you could probably use one of my sister’s shirts… and I think I’ll go change as well.” He spun and walked out of the bathroom, the laughter starting as soon as he was gone. He went straight to his room and grabbed a pair of basketball shorts he used for sleeping, stripping out of his shorts and boxers. He grabbed another pair of boxers and put them on. Actually changing took him a while, as his semi erect cock was still large for the small underwear. Finally he emerged from his room to find Zoë nowhere in sight. He was about to knock on his sister’s door when he realized that the door was not fully shut. Looking into his sister’s mirror he could see Zoë, fully nude and pulling on a pair of sweat pants and a white t-shirt. She left her bra and panties on his sister’s bed, covering her lightly tanned skin with the thin material of the shirt and admiring herself in the mirror mounted on the door of the closet. She stayed half turned and pulled off the shirt, her breasts falling free of the white fabric with a slight bounce. Michael watched as she picked out a pink one and spun full towards him, the shirt over her head and her chest fully exposed to his hungry eyes. Michael tore himself away from the sight as he felt his cock beginning to grow again, heading down stairs and refilling her cup with ice water. When she came down he handed her the cup and smiled.
“Thanks Mike…” She said the nickname with a sly smile, as if it was a joke.
“I’m sorry that I ran into you, Zoë. How do the clothes fit?” She kept smiling at him as he asked her.
“They fit pretty well… they’re a bit small…” she laughed at her own joke and pulled the hem of the shirt down, stretching it out and making her nipples poke out through the thin pink cotton. She tried to keep a straight face as she did a spin but as soon as she faced him again she began to laugh again. He grinned at her belief, knowing that if she knew his real size she wouldn’t be laughing. But he decided to play along with the game.
“Ha ha, very funny Zoë. Lets just go sit down.” She grinned and agreed, grabbing his arm and cuddling with him as they made their way to the sofa. He sat down on the shorter of the two, resting against the arm and watching as she laid down on the whole thing, putting her feet on the arm rest and resting her head on the other end. She smiled at him from the other end, laughing every so often. After the first couple times he laughed along with her, shifting and putting his feet on the couch with his knees up in the air, grabbing her feet and beginning to massage them. After a while she began to relax and shut her eyes. When Michael looked at the clock reading ten he began to get scared.
“Hey, Zoë, don’t you have to be home soon? It’s ten o’clock.” She opened her eyes and looked at him still massaging her feet.
“No. My parents trust me enough that I can stay wherever I want. They understand that I don’t like to drive late at night and so if I’m not in by about ten they just assume I’m staying over at a friend’s house.” She waited until he had finished her massage before she stood up, stretching and groaning only to sit back down, this time on Michael’s lap. He was a bit stunned by this but she seemed absolutely fine with it all so he didn’t say anything. He felt his erection start to poke out of his underwear, but he ignored it, seeing it more as a time bomb than anything else. He smiled and went along with it.
“Want to watch a movie? We might as well do something.” She shook her head and continued looking at him with a funny expression. Michael knew it but he couldn’t describe it… it was just off the tip of his tongue. Suddenly, on a rapid exchange of thoughts, he remembered something she had said.
“Zoë, what did you mean when you said that you thought I would be up in the bathroom longer?” She stammered a bit before she started giggling again.
“I, I uh… I knew that you had a hard on… I tried hard to give you one! I figured you’d gone up there to take care of it.” Michael started to apologize, one hand moving up to the back of his neck to rub absentmindedly. She grabbed it and wrapped it around her waist. “You don’t have to apologize! I knew what I was doing before hand. And I wanted a break anyway.” She smiled that stunning smile again, melting all of Michael’s soul with it.
“Well you certainly got a break.” They both laughed at the jest. They sat there for a while, simply talking about absolutely nothing. Finally Zoë got up to refill her water, removing the pressure from his nuts. He corrected the angle at which his dick pointed then followed Zoë into the kitchen. She filled her cup with water, smiling at him as he came in and leaned against the bar. She walked over and slid in beside him, setting her water on the bar and leaning against him.
“Just couldn’t stay away from me huh?” He looked at her when she said it. She wasn’t looking up at him, just looking forward at the cabinets. He turned his body so that he faced her. She looked up at him as he did so. Her nose and cheeks had a few freckles, or rather spots of groups of freckles. It gave her an even more innocent look than the one she already wore. He smiled gently.
“Why would I want to?” Michael slid forward, hugging her to him and kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in tighter to her. He didn’t press the kiss, not wanting to ruin anything the way he had with Rose. He did, however, want her in the most intimate ways. Michael picked her up as they continued to kiss and carried her into the den. Setting her on the longer couch he laid down on top of her, supporting himself with his hands to keep from putting his entire weight on her. They resumed their kiss, this time a little bit more desperately. Zoë reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling up and off to expose her breasts to his view. Michael ran a hand underneath the small of her back, pulling her up to him and nibbling the nape of her neck. She hugged him even tighter, moaning ever so slightly as his fingers stroked the small of her back and his teeth picked at her.
After some attention was given to her neck he moved his lips down to her breasts, her fingers clawing at his shoulders to pull him tighter to her luscious globes. His tongue whipped out and began to encircle her small brown areolas, covering her nipple in saliva. She cried out at the feeling of his mouth sucking hard on her breast, her own hand pulling off of his back and pinching her other nipple hard. Michael stopped his attention and slid back up her body to kiss her, kissing her hard and feeling her arms on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her. Her legs rose and wrapped around his ass, holding him as she kissed him furiously and rubbing her nipples against his own.
Zoë squealed in surprise as Mike picked her up again, this time walking towards the stairs. She continued to kiss him, not caring where they were going. If he had taken her out in the street and fucked her like a dog she wouldn’t have cared. She needed him.
After a few minutes of steps Zoë felt the cushion of the bed underneath her back, grinning as she looked about and found herself in his bedroom. She pushed him off of her and stood, pushing the sweatpants down to the floor and sauntering sexily over to her lover. She crawled on top of him and kissed him, letting his arms gently wrap around her. After a short make out session she slid down his stomach, stopping at his neck to bite it as he had done to her earlier. She then resumed her erotic journey; gently licking one of his nipples and sending small sparks through him as she went on her way to his shorts. He grinned as he awaited her reaction to his true length. He watched Zoë grab the waistband of his shorts and pull, waiting for his average or smaller dick to pop up. She pulled faster and faster, reaching his knees before she finally was rewarded with his cock bouncing up and presenting itself to her. She gasped and put one hand around it, barely fitting her fingers around the girth. She gaped at him and then saw his grin, smiling devilishly and returning to his throbbing cock.
She didn’t waste any time. Michael felt her hand on the base, felt her stroke it a few times before he felt the warmth and wet of her lips latch onto the head. He groaned as she licked around the head, passing over the spot just above his tip that was so sensitive. Then he watched as Zoë slid her lips down, stroking her hand up it the entire time. She slowly took more and more of his cock until they both felt it touch the back of her throat. Looking up at him with a mouthful of his cock Zoë simply continued forward, allowing the head to push past the boundary of her throat and slide down to the base. Michael groaned at the sight of her lips reaching his pubic hair, the feeling of her throat on his cock. She pulled her lips off of his cock and swung around, placing her pussy just above his mouth. Her request was obvious.
As she continued to suck his cock he grabbed her ass in his hands, pulling her dripping lips down to meet his. She moaned around his cock as she reached his crotch a second time. Michael shoved his tongue into her fuck tunnel, the taste of her secretions like candy to his wanting stomach. He pushed his tongue into her faster and faster, tongue fucking her until he remembered the spot on Rose’s cunt. He tongued it briefly to test for a reaction. At the feeling of his tongue on her G-spot Zoë shook visibly, her moans long and loud from around his cock. Michael finally felt his balls begin to burn as Zoë began her fourth deep throat. He pulled himself away from her sweet pussy, watching as her throat expanded on his cock. Mike groaned when he saw the head clearly outlined in her throat.
“Oh, fuck babe I’m gonna cum…!” Michael felt the heat shooting up his dick, the feelings of bliss rocketing through his lower body and his mind, and began to pump his cock in and out of her throat as he shot his load into her stomach. She stopped her descent as she felt the first string of seed race up his length, pulling back until the head was the only thing in her mouth. Mike came as he had that morning, cumming a bucketful of seed into Zoë’s mouth. Somehow she managed to swallow it all without losing a single drop. When he was finished she looked like she had eaten a full meal, her stomach slightly swollen with the amount of sperm in her belly. She swung around and kissed Mike, the two lacing their fingers together as they kissed passionately.
However content the two lovers were, Michael soon felt his cock begin to rise, pressing against Zoë’s pussy as it grew to its full height. She looked back to his recharged cock and smiled at him.
“Well, you certainly are a race horse! Hung like one too!” She laughed and kissed him again, letting him hug her to him as she rubbed her wet pussy on the base of his cock. She squealed with joy as he rolled her over so that he was on top, rubbing his cock against her cunt as they continued to kiss. Finally he lowered, pressing his cock into her entrance and pushing into her pussy. Zoë grunted as he pushed gently into her, spreading her vagina like nothing ever had before. She wrapped her legs around his waist again as he pushed into her slowly, stopping when he reached the thin flesh of her hymen.
“Shit… I forgot about my maidenhead… Michael just tear it, I need you in my fucking pussy!” Michael kissed her with as much love as he could, pressing hard against her and breaking his cock into her untouched void. She screamed as it broke, her fingernails breaking the skin of Mike’s shoulders as she attempted to squeeze the pain out of her most sensitive body part. The result was intense pressure along Michael’s cock, which was already squeezed tightly by her virgin pussy. After a little while she relaxed and kissed him, begging for him to continue. He pushed into her slower than he had before, forcing her wet pussy apart as he pleasured them. Finally he felt his hips touch hers, pushing a little harder and successfully hitting her cervix. Once Zoë felt the head of his cock on her cervix she cried out in surprise before begging him to continue. Michael did so happily.
As he pulled back out Michael groaned, her tight pussy squeezing his cock hard while trying to suck him back inside of her.
“Ooooohhhh god… I miss you already… Fuck me Michael! I need to cum all over your cock!” Zoë’s eyes were flooded with desperation and lust, urging Mike on in his quest. He forgot that she was a virgin, shoving his cock back into her fast and ramming into her cervix. She grunted and moaned loud, begged him to do it again. Michael fucked her hard, ramming his cock into her as fast as he could and relishing every second of it. Zoë didn’t take long to climax.
“Ohhhh yes oh fuck oh yes oh god oh MICHAEL fuuuuuuckkkkkkkk!!” Zoë felt the climax through her entire body, the huge cock in her pussy destroying her as her lover fucked her the way she wanted it. She bucked under him as Mike continued. She climaxed again only a few minutes later, this time spraying Michael with juices as she screamed that same orgasmic rant over and over,
“ooooooooooooOOOOHHHHhhhhhh…!” After her third orgasm in a row Mike felt his own hitting him like a train. He pushed into her hard and let his load loose, forgetting everything else as he finished fucking the woman beneath him. Zoë screamed when she felt his seed hit her cervix, flood her cunt and squeeze itself into every possible part of her hole. Mike didn’t even bother to pull his cock from her pussy. He wrapped her in a hug, kissed her once more and rolled over, falling fast asleep with cum leaking down onto his nuts and his lover on his chest.

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My amazing sister

I came from a large family; most of my brother’s and sister’s were enough older than me (I’m the youngest) that mostly they’d moved out long before I started to have sexual urges. But my youngest sister Anna was only a few years older and we were fairly close. She was lying on the couch taking a nap. My siblings and I always had a hard time sleeping at night so, typically, we’d end up taking a nap sometime after we got off the bus from school. I’d recently noticed my sister’s body was pretty well proportioned. I guess when you live out in the middle of nowhere with no internet and no cable you start to get your eye candy where you can. Whatever the reason, even though I’d looked at her I’d honestly never thought of letting it go anywhere past that. Nevertheless I had the sex drive of about ten normal kids my age, there’s a good chance that it was mostly just that the massive cascade of endorphins and dopamine that getting off triggers helped me to feel less depressed. But hell who isn’t depressed when they’re a teen.
Well that day my sister had decided to get particularly dressed up, she was dating some new little tool and the excitement of a new relationship hadn’t worn off yet. I’d always had a thing for a tight sweater and a pleated skirt, and the yellow V-neck cashmere sweater and dark plaid skirt just above the knee certainly fit the bill. While she was sleeping her legs had spread enough that I had a pretty good look at her inner thigh up until about an inch or two away from where her panties should have been. I took a good look and then went to make some food in the kitchen.
I had a massive erection but I was still a little uncomfortable with the idea of jerking off to my sister. I ate my food and even managed to get my wood to go down, but I couldn’t help but keep wondering what her panties would look like on her. Of course I knew what underwear my sister owned we all had to take turns doing laundry so I’d seen most of it before. Seeing it on her however, was something I’d never done. For that matter I still hadn’t seen any girl in real life in her bra and panties yet.
I went into the living room and tried to watch some TV to keep my mind off of it, but the only place to sit with a good angle for the TV was the couch she was on. I sat at the far end determined I wasn’t going to pay any attention so I started watching afternoon cartoons hoping that would keep my mind on more wholesome topics. If you’ve ever thought cable was boring try keeping a teenage mind off a near exposed pussy with nothing but public television. I started thinking about moving her skirt so I could get a good look at her, and almost instantly I was so aroused I could barely sit still. I felt my heart pounding everywhere; it even seemed like my eyes had a pulse.
I couldn’t help myself. I stood up and crept over to kneel next to her on the floor. I slowly over what seemed like an eternity inched her skirt up. The feeling was incomparable. The lust, the shame, the fear, all combined to release a cocktail of hormones unlike anything else I’ve ever felt. Then finally I got my first peek it was her striped g-string. I hadn’t ever realized just how beautiful looking up a skirt could be, the smooth skin of her upper thighs flowing into a the dimples surrounding her vagina and then the main even ever so discreetly covered by a patch of fabric that taunted you with the absolute nearness to glory.
I grabbed a blanket and threw it over her so she would assume that’s what had moved her skirt up if she even noticed. Then I went into her room and fished a pair of panties out of her laundry hamper. They were soft blue cotton panties with no designs on them, nothing special so I didn’t think she’d miss them for a while. I headed over to my bathroom with her underwear in balled up in my hand. Simply the idea that something that had her juices on it was in my hand had me so horny I thought I might blow before I even touched myself. I locked myself in the bathroom and immediately proceeded to masturbate with the crotch of her panties. When I came it felt like I would never stop pumping sperm into the, now, sopping wet panties.
As soon as I came and hid her panties I started to feel guilty. Wasn’t it wrong to get turned on by your sister, even more so to jack off to her? For the next couple of days I avoided her as much as possible, I guess she couldn’t figure out why because she came up to me after school one day and said we were going to hang out since we hadn’t really been doing anything together and she missed me. She’d just gotten her license so we drove around listening to music and talking apparently things hadn’t worked out so well between her and the most recent jackass that she’d dated. Not even a week into he’d started telling people she’d had sex with him. I didn’t want to ask if it was true or not because either way the topic would start my mind down a road that I had been trying to avoid.
We got home and went and I had her help me with my homework, she was really good at math and for whatever reason algebra I was like Greek to me. By the time we were done with all the homework it was time to go to bed. My sister knew I slept better when there was someone else in the room, since I frequently had incredibly vivid nightmares when I was alone, so she said I could sleep in her room if I wanted. I wasn’t sure if I should or not but I had no way of saying no without telling her why so I went in the other room and changed into my pj’s and came back in. The half-bath in her room wasn’t finished so it only had a sheet for a door and when the light was on you could clearly see her silhouette. The last thing I wanted when she came back in was for her to see a raging hard-on so I quickly got into bed and laid on my side with the covers over me. She came back out and to my surprise she only had a baggy white shirt on, or at least as far as I could tell.
She turned off the lights and climbed into bed next to me, thank God it was a queen sized bed or it would’ve been much harder to keep from letting her feel that my dick was rock hard. We talked until we both drifted off to sleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night and went to get a drink. I noticed that moving her so I could get up and get some water hadn’t woken her so I carefully climbed back in to make sure I didn’t disturb her sleep any more than I had too. When I was back in bed I remembered that I didn’t know what she had on under the shirt.
It seemed like an eternity that I tried to fall back asleep but curiosity kept my mind racing. After what was probably an hour I finally decided I would find out. First I rolled onto my stomach so I could put my arm across her and act like it fell there when I rolled. I waited a few minutes to make sure she wasn’t going to wake up and then I slowly felt my way up to her left breast. Never having felt a breast before I was amazed at how it felt. It was so firm but soft, and pleasant warmth radiated out from it. The nipple felt like a short pencil eraser and I spent a good while gently tracing both breasts with my hand. The left breast seemed a little larger but other than that they were perfect. I knew from the labels in her bras that she wore a c-cup but to me they felt massive.
I knew from the second that I touched her breast that I wouldn’t be getting any more sleep that night. Once some of the immediate fixation with her breasts eased, I slowly and gently felt down her body. She was athletic; always loved basketball and volleyball, and her body had the firm give of relaxed muscle. All of a sudden I felt a panty line and my dick jumped. For whatever reason this forced all of the realization of what I was doing to the front of my mind; I was feeling up my sister and about to feel what was in her underwear. Again that intoxicating cocktail of emotion and hormones washed over me. I felt like I could fuck through rock if I had to right now.
I gently rubbed her stomach in a way that slowly pulled her shirt up. Once I felt skin to skin contact I knew the path was open so I moved myself a little lower so I’d be able to play it off as though my hand just fell between her legs while she was asleep If she woke up. I started out but gently running my finger along the outline of her underwear. She was wearing a pair of silky panties and that turned me on even more. For a little bit I just let my hand rest cupping the entire area around her pussy. It felt like I was soaking up all the heat of her sex and that somehow it was fueling my actions, almost like I couldn’t have stopped if I had tried.
I had to make direct contact with whatever was putting out that inviting energy. So I gently worked my finger under the elastic on the side of her panties, just an inch or two about her opening. The gentle pull of the elastic and the brush of soft skin on the back of my knuckle were phenomenal. I was expecting her to be hairy; I guess I’d never though of my sister as a sexual entity until recently so I was surprised when I came across skin just as smooth as the area surrounding it. I worked my way slowly down at first keeping toward the side, not knowing how my sister’s body would react, and certainly not wanting to wake her. Finally I gathered the courage to touch her slit and was thoroughly surprised to find that it was really wet and slippery. I had always just imagined that girls were normally dry. I ran my middle finger up and down a couple of time to get a fair amount of my sister’s juices on it and slowly worked it back out. It felt a little thicker than my pre-cum and it smelled kind of musky. I decided to taste it and I was pleasantly surprised. It was unlike anything else I’d ever tasted, slightly bitter but with a smooth taste at the end.
I gently worked my way back in and this time slid a third of my finger inside of her. She moved slightly when I did this so I stopped exactly where I was long enough I was sure she wasn’t waking all the way up. I gently rubbed all around inside her, she sloped gently in and back and on the top side there was a little knob of spongy flesh when I brushed against that her breathing changed and sometimes she would make little half moans. The texture of her pussy was something unique soft but applying a constant gentle pressure. Just behind the mound of spongy flesh there were gentle ridges that I would have never noticed if I wasn’t moving so slowly to keep from waking her up.
I knew I had to stop and go relieve myself or I would try to take it even further, and I was nowhere near ready for the consequences of that. So I went in the bathroom and had the most intense jerk of my life. When I came it felt like the orgasm went on forever and I know I mad some noise. I wiped myself off and threw the tissues in the trashcan then went to get a drink. When I came back my sister wasn’t in the bed. Instantly post orgasm relaxation turned into full on panic. Had she noticed that her panties had been moved, did she hear me jacking off, if she had did she know it was to her? A thousand scenarios where whirling through my head and I just froze where I was. The toilette flushed and a little later she came back out, nothing seemed to be different with her so I tentatively just got back in bed. She just said “Thirsty?” and I quickly nodded. Then we slowly drifted back to sleep.
The next day she had plans with some of her friends so she didn’t come home till I was going to bed. I heard her in the next room moving stuff around when she got back, and I started to think about her getting undressed. I remembered I had a pair of her panties and I got them out and jerked it into them again. That done I fell asleep with them balled up in the bed next to me. I’d forgotten about them but the time I woke up the next day so when they weren’t next to me I thought nothing of it. I got ready and went to school just like any other day. I heard Mark (the guy who was telling people that he’d fucked her) telling people that my sister had “a bush like the Amazon.” This normally would have made me irate but it was doubly so since I knew now that it was all bullshit. I went up to him and fortunately for me even though he was two years older he was small for his age, because without even thinking I said “how ‘bout you shut the fuck up before I kick your fucking ass bitch.” Apparently he hadn’t seen me because his jaw dropped and he just nervously chuckled and said “oh… sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it.” I knew I didn’t have anything else I could say so I just stared at him for a bit and then left, still fuming mad.
My sister heard about it and came up to me a few hours later and gave me a big hug and thanked me for standing up for her. I felt a little guilty knowing if she knew why I had gotten so mad about his story she wouldn’t be thanking me at all. She just thought I was shy about it and told me she’d have a surprise for me when she got home after her play practice that night. I wondered what it could be but I just assumed she’d get me some candy or something on her way home; after all I hadn’t actually done anything other than yell at someone.
She got home and I was in my parents’ room talking to my mom about what we were going to do for summer vacation. She came in said hi to our mom and then left, I wondered when she’d give me my “surprise” but when I left my mom’s room she was in the shower already so I just assumed she’d forgotten. I went into my room and changed into some shorts and got ready for bed. I decided I’d sleep better if I jacked off first so I started masturbating, I hadn’t noticed that the shower had turned off until I heard my door start to open. I was just quick enough to get my hands on top of my blankets so hopefully she wouldn’t notice. She came in and asked if I was awake and I just lifted my head and said “yeah go ahead and turn on the lights.”
When she turned on the lights I saw that she was still wrapped in a towel but that didn’t really catch me off guard because it wasn’t uncommon for us to talk while wrapped in a towel if we thought the other would be asleep before we were fully dressed. She came up beside the bed and said so I guess you’ve been wondering what my surprise is. I just nodded and hoped she wouldn’t seem my boner and think it was due to her in her towel. “Well” she said “I guess I shouldn’t keep you waiting, but first you have to promise you won’t say anything till I’ve had a chance to explain.” I was pretty confused but still focusing more on keeping my erection from being noticed than thinking about what she could be surprising me with.
All of a sudden she dropped the towel and she was wearing a light blue strapless bra and blue cotton panties. All of a sudden I remembered that I had left the panties in my bed next to me but I didn’t know where they’d gone. My mind was reeling and I was desperately trying to think of something to say. She just put a finger over my mouth and said “remember your promise”. So not knowing what to say anyway I just nodded and let her talk. She looked a little embarrassed but she just started out with “I didn’t know how else to bring it up.” “The other day when you slept in my bed I woke up while you were rubbing my belly but it felt really good so I didn’t know what to do.” My jaw dropped and all that came to mind were the worst possible scenarios. She continued to tell me that at first when I started to move my hand down that she was going to stop me but she was so turned on that when she felt a hand on her pussy she felt like she just had to have more. “I never let anyone touch me there before” she explained, “but it felt so good I didn’t want it to stop, and I didn’t know what to do so I just pretended I was asleep.”
The other day I came into your room in the morning to talk to you about it but when I found my panties all of a sudden it seemed so much weirder and more shameful to me. I didn’t know what to do so I took my panties and put them in my room then decided I’d think about it before deciding what to do. I was going to ignore the whole thing but I was so touched when I heard you’d stood up for me to Mark that I decided I’d give you what you seem to want so badly. I mean it felt really good and if nobody finds out it should be ok.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, was my sister actually saying she was ok with me touching her? I looked her over a little more closely and I realized there were faint white stains all over the panties she was wearing. When I looked back up she just smiled shyly and said “surprise.” Talk about understatement of the century. When I didn’t say anything she started to look worried and said “if this weirds you out or if you just kind of slipped up when you touched me forget I said anything, but please don’t tell anybody.” The fear in her voice almost broke my heart; she was willing to go out on a limb like this for me. Instantly I was filled with a whole new kind of lust for her, but I wanted to make sure she really wanted to do this first.
I pulled her in to sit next to me on the bed and asked her if she was sure this is what she wanted. She just nodded and we sat there quiet for a while. Then she said “it’s not like I hadn’t thought about you this way before, I just didn’t act on it because I was worried what you’d think and that somebody would find out.” Then she reached out and started to rub my thigh through the blanket. “You’re not exactly little and you couldn’t possibly have thought I never noticed your morning wood when you slept in my room.” I guess it made sense but it had certainly never occurred to me that my sister would be turned on by my cock.
Then Anna reached up and grabbed my throbbing penis and gently started stroking it. I instinctively pulled her in and started kissing her while softly massaging one of her breasts. I was already half wound form jerking off before she started and I’d never been touch by anyone like this before so I came almost instantly. She just looked down and smiled and said “guess I’m better at this than I thought I’d be.” I was embarrassed that I came so quickly but she said if I got hard again later that she’d still be around. Then she laid down next to me and asked me if I would kiss her while rubbing the outside of her vagina. I kissed her and she opened her lips and slid her tongue along my lips while I was kissing her, so I did what she was doing, I found it amazingly arousing but my fella wasn’t having any part of getting hard again any time soon so I just focused on getting her off. We kept kissing and I lightly ran my fingers all around her pussy and thighs making a point to pull away just before I actually touched her. She started shaking every time I came near her slit and I took off her panties, I waited a while just kissing her so it would be a surprise and without warning slid one finger in her and used my thumb to rub the outside. I was amazed at how tight just one finger was and couldn’t help but wonder how a hard dick would ever fit inside. She gasped and bit my lip when I slid my finger in her so I started to pull it back out and she said in an almost panicked voice “no it feels so good, you have no idea.” I gently moved my finger in and out while rubbing in a circle on and just above the spongy area, and again her breathing became heavier. This time though she started rocking her hips to match my motion. A few minutes later she pulled me tight to her and her body shook gently then she felt like she just melted next to me. I leaned back and asked how she felt and she just smiled like she was in a daze and said “thank you”.
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The Power Lineman

It was a hot humid day in August. The rain had started sometime during the night and knocked out the power. I woke drenched in sweat, stumbling around the house searching for a flashlight. I hate living in the south in the summer and Georgia was extremely brutal this time of year especially without air conditioning. I made a call to Georgia Power and got the usual dead computer voice,… crew is in the area blah, blah, blah… your power should be restored by 8 PM!!

Bisexual Relationships, Part One

My first story, and I plan for it to be a series. I will try to post small parts everyday, so you guys and gals won’t have to wait. I’m posting and writing this on my iPhone so if it’s to small or bad spelling then I’m sorry. Please give positive feedback, and if you have any ideas for the series or my writings, please don’t leave me a PM, leave me an email at [email protected]. Make sure the subject is “xnxx story ideas”