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Summer vacation with my cousin: Chapter 1

I blame my sexual curiosity on the internet. When most kids where watching Mr. Rodgers or Sesame Street, I was trading nude photos over AOL. I soon found myself unsatisfied with “normal” porn. I think I was 10 when I realized that my sexuality was a moving target. Sex is about release. It is about satisfying the primal urges that we are slaves to. My mind was overwhelmed with the landscape that was the porn scene. After all of this, though, I still felt as though I would forever remain sexually unsatisfied. I would play with myself or jerk my small, 10 year old little cocker, but to no avail. I realized that there was a need that would not be met by my own efforts. I needed someone else. I needed another person to share my sexual frustrations with. Who would I share this with? Who would be able to satisfy my sexual frustrations.
Perhaps this is a good time to describe my situation. I was a ten, at this time, small below, and undersized for my age. I had a lot of growing to do. I was maybe 4 inches completely erect. I would rub it until I felt some relative feeling of satisfaction, but it was never enough. I didn’t care who it was, but I needed another person to share these sexual needs with. Being in a close knit family, I had a cousin, male, not two years younger than me, who was sexually innocent and confused and very easily molded.
Andrew was his name, being the my aunts son, we were the closest in age of all my relatives. We got along well enough. I felt sometimes like I was a big brother to him. We would climb trees and catch snakes together. We were best friends as kids. As I began to reach my sexual awakening, I found that while he was a few years off, he was still mine ton control.
The first experience began when I had just turned 13, and him 11. It was summer, so we had plenty of time on our hands. We would spend our entire days outside, away from our parents. We would spend the day outside, on our own time. Living and breathing in every bit of nature. Every once in a while I would mention something about sex. He was confused, so he would pretend to agree with everything I said, but it wasn’t long before our relationship blossomed.
I showed him a picture of a topless girl that I had traded for. I saw his eyes sparkle, and I found a small tent growing in my pants. I knew that he didn’t understand homosexuality or heterosexuality, so I felt as if this was my opportunity to capitalize on this.
We were both topless, as the heat had made our shirts unnecessary. As his attention was focused was on the photo, I let my hands wonder on to his nipples. He was quick to jump away from my touch. I had figured as much, knowing that he would be hesitant at first. I was patient though, and I knew that with enough patience, I would get what I wanted. He giggled and pulled away, remaining focused on the picture.
“You see how they kiss in that picture?” I said as his breath was shallow with lust.
“Yeah, it seems kind gross” he said in a similar response.
I knew that the deck was stacked against me, and I would have to wear away at his innocence. I knew what I wanted from him, and I was up to the challenge. I hinted and what it would be like to do that and make hints and kissing him, the whole time he seems again as if he didn’t understand what I was talking about. I knew he knew, and I knew that he was willing, as long as I could push him in the right direction.
We talked about kissing for some time, and, finally, in the tree house, I convinced him. It was slow at first. We started with nothing more than peck on the lips. It wasn’t much different than we had offered to our parents. With all of the blood rushing out of my brain and into my penis, I began to lose focus on control, and began to become more primal in my urges. I heard his muffled groans as I pressed him against the ground and drove my lips and tongue into his mouth. He resisted a little at first, but I think he trusted me, and eventually gave into my advances. He reflected my advances, pressing his tongue and lips back against mine. I felt his resistance fading and his primal urges beginning to overtake him.
As our lips and tongues tangled, I found a loss of time. We could’ve been there forever, but I wouldn’t have known. We were connected, and I felt as if there was only one thing to do, take this beyond a kiss. I pushed him back against the ground and moved my mouth down across his bare chest and pulled his pants down. He wriggled at first, not understanding what I was doing, but as I maintained my purposeful movements, he succumbed to my advances, and gave way to a relaxed, deep breathing.
His limp dick popped out of his underwear as I pulled them down around his ankles. He inhaled quickly, but soon became lost again in the moment. I ignored his mumbled ______ and continued kissing down his front. I kissed across his soft nipples, tasting the youthfulness in his flesh, and down across his belly button. I probed in his belly button with my tongue, holding on to his hips as he laughed and squirmed underneath the assault of my tongue. It was playful up until now, but I noticed a change in his attitude as I continued to kiss across his hips, pelvis, and finally began kissing his cock. He sat up in a rush, and looked at me questioningly. I did nothing more than look up at him while I kissed his small, hardening cock, with a relaxed look in his eyes, he settled back into his lustful innocence.
In one gulp, I enveloped his cock him my mouth, sucking softly. It was as if my licks and sucks were forcing life into his cock as it sprung to life in my mouth. Within a few seconds, the four inches were almost touching the back of my throat as I sucked greedily on his cock. He bucked and pushed against my mouth as I placed my against his ass, pulling him into my mouth. At this point we were both beyond our consciousness, only doing what felt right. I pressed my lips against his tiny ball sack, and opened my mouth to take all of it into my mouth. I played with his balls, splitting the moving them around in my mouth. He moaned softly, and his eyes began to roll into the back of his heads. I don’t know what possessed me, but I had begun to just go with any urges that overcame me.
Without thinking, I took his legs in my hands, and pressed them back, giving me full access to his ass. I licked from the bottom of his balls sack to his sweet little asshole. His squirmed under my tongue, but I couldn’t resist. I licked softly at first, and with increased momentum, I started licking and sucking harder on his tight little ass. I took his little moans as encouragement, and in one fluid motion, drove my tongue as far as I could into his ass. His giggles mixed with his moans as he continued to buck against my tongue. As I moved my hand up to play with his growing cock, I knew that our time here was going to be short.
I heard his moans mixed with “I’m gonna..I’m gonna” in a soft breath, and I knew what was about to happened. With one final lick, I moved my tongue from his asshole, up across his balls sack, and pulled his cock into my mouth, pulling it deep into my mouth. His hips bucked a few times involuntarily as he hit his breaking point. I wrapped my hands around his ass as he squirmed and moaned. With a few final bucks he began to cum. I gagged a little at the first spurt, but I welcomed his spurts against the back of my throat, swallowing his seed, welcoming it into my belly. He finally put his hands on my head, as looked up at him while he finished. With a mouth full of his cum, I kissed him deep and passionately, taking his tongue full in my mouth, sucking his sweet cum off of my lips. With a final breath I asked “How was that?”
With a staggering response, he just moaned again. I pulled him close to him, and knew that our relationship was about to change. With the rest of the summer break ahead of us, I could only begin to imagine the things that we could do.
…To be continued.
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Tawni’s Story

This is my first lesbian story. I actually wrote it for a friend that requested a story like this. Have fun rubbing or wanking. And yes, this is a re-post of a story I did on another account, but that account was comprimised, so I am now using this one.

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wife auction

Some time after the visit I detailed in my story, ‘The Second Time’, David called to invite Gwen and me to join them and two male friends for a Friday afternoon of sexual fun. We had become firm friends with David and Gloria and had had many good times with them. Gwen was excited about the prospect of adding to the mix and I loved watching her with other men so we eagerly accepted.
“Put the speaker phone on, there’s something else you should both hear,” David said and continued. “Gloria and I are members at a sex club, it’s an upscale place called, ‘Arouse,’ we think you are ready to join and would like to be your sponsors. The last Friday of every month is for married couples only and features something different. Knowing your tastes we feel you will both be interested. The owner/operators of the club are a couple named Remy and Britt, really nice people, with an interest in charities. They developed an auction to raise money while also having a good time. Wives are auctioned off to the highest bidder or bidders in what is called, ‘Midnight Market’. It’s light-hearted, a lot fun and very horny. Over the seven years since its introduction charities have benefitted to the tune of thousands, all given anonymously to avoid any controversy from the anal retentive and narrow-minded. There’s more to it but I don’t want to give everything away. Arrive at our place around two; we’ll have about three hours with Guy and Josh then after they leave its dinner and on to the club. What do you think?”
I looked at Gwen who was smiling and nodding enthusiastically so I told David we would see them at two on Friday afternoon.
“Oh, I almost forgot; its cash only so make sure to bring a few bills, you wouldn’t want to miss a bargain.” Gloria wanted to talk to Gwen so I turned off the speaker phone and left them to chat.
The wipers slapped rain from the windshield as Gwen and I drove to David and Gloria’s. Harry Chapin drove his ‘Taxi’ around Frisco on the radio and I recalled when I’d first heard the song so many years before. I thought again how tragic it was that he died so young, much like Buddy Holly, John Lennon and many others and wondered what great music they never got to share with tell us.
Gwen unbuttoned her raincoat and I glanced across at the generous expanse of stocking-clad leg she had exposed. We rarely had sex where she was naked except for the shower or hot tub. She loved to dress in erotic clothing and lingerie and I loved to see her that way. The outfit she was wearing was one of my favourites; a white, silk blouse and a very short, tight, black skirt. Underneath, a half-cup bra forced her breasts against the silk, hardening her nipples and I could guarantee that the sliver of a thong was already damp. A garter belt held up her black nylons and stiletto heels completed her horny ensemble. I reached across and caressed her knees, she turned briefly towards me, smiled and opened her legs as far as the tight skirt would allow. My hand meandered to the top of her stockings and I felt the softness of her naked inner thighs. When I reached her thong it was indeed damp and she sighed with pleasure when I rubbed her there.
The rain had slackened by the time we arrived at David and Gloria’s and before getting out of the car I leaned over and kissed Gwen. I fondled her erect nipples and pussy that was super wet and she rubbed my hard cock through my pants.
“You make me so horny when you dress like this,” I said. “Whatever Gloria told you over the phone has sure made you horny, what did she tell you?”
“Afternoon sex followed by an evening at a sex club, what girl wouldn’t be excited,” she giggled in a girlish way and opened the car door. Before she got out she turned back to me, “Dressing like this for you makes me very horny also, I hope the others like it.”
“I don’t think there’s much fear of that, you look fantastic.”
David took our coats and led through to the family room where Gloria sat chatting between two men who looked no older than 30 and were probably younger. Gwen blushed as David introduced Guy and Josh, no doubt self conscious being dressed the way she was in front of these men younger than our own sons. I gave David a piercing stare and he asked me to help him get drinks and we went off to the kitchen.
“I know,” he began, “they’re young, it’s one of Gloria’s little indulgences but I’m sure Gwen and you won’t be disappointed. Both are well hung and know how to use what they’ve got. Unlike us old farts, they can stay rock hard for hours and with ladies like ours, who like a lot of cock, they do present certain advantages.”
“I wondered why she has been so horny; it’s the prospect of being screwed by a couple of hot, young studs,” I replied.
“Just enjoy it, you like to watch her having sex and these boys can really lay the pipe to her,” David said with a grin and we headed back to the family room with the refreshments.
My wife was sitting in a chair opposite Gloria and the two men with her legs crossed. Her skirt had ridden up exposing her stocking tops and garter straps and judging by the leers, the lads liked what they saw. I sat on the arm of the chair and after a few minutes Gloria got to her feet and approached me.
“I need your expertise,” she announced. “My computer is awfully slow; could you take a quick look at it? I’ll slip into something a little more comfortable while you’re doing it, I’m sure Gwen won’t mind being alone with three men.”
My wife blushed again and I followed Gloria upstairs to her home office. She went to change and I fired up the computer. I quickly found the problem and ran a few more checks before Gloria joined me and stood at my shoulder. She was wearing what amounted to a length of leather strap. It wound around her big tits and on either side of her pussy leaving everything nicely exposed. Attached garters kept the fishnet stockings in place and the bright red stilettos were an instant turn-on for me. I finished my checks and moved a hand over her ass, caressing and squeezing the soft mounds of flesh.
“Gwen is really looking forward to tonight. We spoke in the week and she said she had been thinking about my two young studs constantly,” Gloria said as she bent over and unzipped my pants.
“Funny, I’ve never thought of her being a cougar before but now I’ve had time to think about it I’m quite excited about seeing her getting fucked by your young bucks.”
“I can see you are,” she said as she took out my fully erect cock and began to gently jerk it. She knelt down, “Oh my, you are excited,” she sighed and her mouth slid over my cock. I pushed her hair back and held her head with both hands watching her mouth and tongue work over my dick and balls. She straddled my lap, facing me, and rubbed her wet pussy back and forth over my erection while out tongues probed each others mouths.
“Your computer’s back up to speed, let’s go back downstairs and join the others before I shoot my load,” I said.
Gloria reluctantly slid off my lap and played with my cock as I shut the computer down then we made our way downstairs. A very erotic site greeted us when we walked into the family room. Gwen was sitting on the couch between Guy and Josh, their pants around their ankles, and was jerking their large and very erect penises. David stood naked on the couch between her legs that were spread wide and resting over the young men’s legs. He held her head and his hips thrust back and forth feeding his big cock into her mouth. Her blouse was undone almost all the way and her skirt was up around her waist. The young men alternated mauling her tits and fingering her pussy.
“Well, they didn’t waste any time,” Gloria commented with a laugh, “let’s get you out of your clothes.”
She helped me undress then knelt and sucked my dick while I watched my wife servicing the three men. I noticed how her hands danced up and down the big erections, squeezing, rubbing and jerking. She cupped their balls and gently massaged them before moving back up the shafts to caress the underside of their knobs and tease their piss holes with her thumb and forefinger. They were incredibly hard, thick and long and I realised I had been hasty in taking a negative view of their age. I was now eager to see Gwen fucked by these young men, I wanted to watch them have their way with her and pound into her mature, wet pussy and bring her to orgasm.
Guy and Josh both had fingers between Gwen’s legs, alternating probing her pussy and exciting her clit. The transferred their cream-covered digits into her mouth on either side of David’s cock and she sucked greedily. David then stepped down and pulled her forward onto the edge of the couch and his tongue found her clit. The two young men stood and removed the rest of their clothing. Their cocks jutted out at a forty-five degree angle and looked rock hard. They climbed onto the couch on either side of my wife and steered their cocks into her mouth. Gloria got on her hands and knees and I entered her from behind just as my wife gagged through her first orgasm.
David stood and lifted Gwen’s legs back; his huge cock hovered over her pussy for a moment then sank into her. From her position, Gloria had a perfect view of her husband’s cock ramming into my wife and I soon felt the hot gush of her orgasm flood over my erection as she moaned and forced herself back against me. We changed positions, Gloria lay on her back and Josh straddled her face and she eagerly sucked his dick. He leaned forward between Gwen’s legs as Guy mounted Gloria and David and I sat on either side of Gwen. David and I mauled my wife’s tits and alternated kissing her while she fondled our erections. Josh adjusted Gwen’s ass a little to enable me to see as he spread her labia apart with his thumbs and exposed her erect clitoris. He extended his tongue and I watched as it teased and tormented her to a noisy climax. Gloria moaned, “Yes, oh god yes,” constantly as Guy slammed into her.
Suddenly Gwen panted, “I want to go upstairs, I want to be fucked on the bed.”
We disentangled and made our way to the bedroom. Gloria lay back and Guy immediately climbed on top of her. Gwen removed her blouse and wriggled out of her skirt and lay next to Gloria spreading her legs ready for Josh to mount her. For the next hour or so David and I watched and photographed our wives with these two young men as they screwed in many positions and combinations. Guy shot a copious load of thick cum over Gwen’s pussy as she spread it open for him. He rubbed his cock through it and entered her again fucking for another fifteen minutes before he was spent. Josh splashed his load onto Gloria’s tits and into her mouth then she sucked every last drop from his softening erection.
Guy and Josh left just before five and we freshened up before going out to dinner. On the way to the restaurant we passed the cameras around to look at the photographs, “I could certainly go for some more of that real soon,” Gwen said, “my pussy is still tingling.”
“I knew you would enjoy it, their cocks are so hard and they fuck like the Eveready Bunny, they just keep going and going,” Gloria joked.
We had a nice meal then went on to the club. Gwen and I had never been to a sex club before and were not sure what to expect. We became members through David and Gloria’s sponsorship then Gwen went with Gloria to the women’s locker room and I went with David to the men’s. It was compulsory for men to be naked, women could wear lingerie and other erotic attire providing their breasts, bottoms and pussies were exposed. I felt self conscious as I left the locker room but soon adjusted since everyone else was naked or near-naked and many of the men had strong erections.
The main floor area had a well-stocked bar, large booths, coffee tables surrounded by easy chairs and a dance floor. The lighting was subdued and the slow, moody music had several couples dancing and fondling. Outlines of couples in various sexual positions hung on the walls. I was surprised that the age range of the couples appeared to be from the early twenties to mid sixties. Most were white but I did see two black couples and an oriental couple. We found a booth and a scantily-clad young lady took our drinks order. The drinks arrived and I scanned the room. Things were heating up on the dance floor; several ladies slowly masturbated their partner’s cocks as they moved around sensually.
David pointed to a couple to my right in the easy chairs; the woman’s legs were splayed over the arms of her chair and the man was finger fucking her rapidly. Her moans grew louder until she climaxed noisily to the approval of those nearby who cheered and applauded. Gwen’s hand moved over my crotch and rubbed my already-aroused dick. My hand found her pussy and teased her clit and we masturbated each other as we watched the sexual goings on about us and were also being watched. David and Gloria were not to be left behind and soon she was sucking on his stiff cock. Two young couples came over to our booth and stood watching us. The ladies gave us seductive stares as they jerked their men and were fondled in return.
The speed of Gwen’s hand on my erection increased, she was obviously turned-on by what she was seeing around her. Gloria stopped blowing David, spread her legs and exposed her pussy to the audience. David quickly inserted some fingers and we watched one another for several minutes.
I was becoming very aroused by all this foreplay and heard myself saying, “Why don’t you join us for a while.”
With four on each side of the table, female, male, female, male we still had room to move and soon we were exploring one another. The slim, dark-haired young lady next to me teased my dick in a delicious way with her delicate hand, gently squeezing, twisting and caressing that had me as hard as I could be. After roaming over her tits and pinching her erect nipples my hand wandered between her legs. Her labia lips and clitoris were huge and I had to summon all of my will power not to cum all over her hand as I pulled, flicked, rubbed and probed her.
Gwen’s hand was wrapped around a sizeably, uncut dick with a large knob while its owner worked on her pussy as their tongues fought a duel. David’s new friend, a very young-looking red-haired lady, was very interested in his big cock and used both hands to fondle it and his nuts as he played with her crotch. After masturbating each other, Gloria sat on her partner’s lap with her hands planted on the table and wriggled onto his cock. She shuddered quickly to a climax as she stared at my side of the table and the man withdrew.
“We get off on older people,” my slim friend said with a smile as they prepared to leave, “hope to see you upstairs later, I’m Lisa.”
“What did she mean?” I asked David when they were gone.
“The auction takes place in a special room upstairs. If she’s for auction you’ll be able to bid on her.”
The thought of exploring that pussy further with my fingers, mouth and dick did nothing to ease my raging hard-on.
We ordered another round, swapped partners and fondled on the dance floor until an announcement informed that all ladies wanting to be in the auction should proceed upstairs. I looked at my watch and it was twenty minutes past eleven. Our wives looked at us then each other and made their way across the dance floor to the stairs.
“I thought it didn’t start until midnight,” I queried David.
“Ah, that’s one of the things I didn’t tell you. Before the auction every potential bidder gets a chance to check out the merchandise on sale in the ‘Gallery.’

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The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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Didn’t Really Think This Had Any Chance Of Actually Happening, But…

I’ve fantasized about this but never actually saw it coming to life.
I work in the hospitality industry in a split level office. On the first floor are 5 coworkers along with myself. Up a few stairs on the second level is a very attractice woman named Jessica who represents our company headquarters in a regional capacity. Throughout the course of just about every normal day of the years I pass through Jessica’s section of the office and we usually talk, joke around. While I have always checked her out in the safest way I possibly could, I know that she’s noticed it and was uncomfortable. In some cases she would even protect herself with hands on her neck to block me from looking at or down her blouse or standing in such a way that I wasn’t able to study her ass while she was standing with her back towards me or catch a few quick glances at her crotch. It was obvious that she knew I was looking and I sometimes tried really hard to be respectful but couldn’t help myself.
One evening last week it had snowed and she was stuck in our office while I had a lot of work left to do. I went upstairs to ask her how she was getting home and she was resigned to hang out for a few hours and see if her husband could come and pick her up. So I stood next to her desk and talked; typical office nonsense, bashing mutual coworkers and policies and recalling recent contradictory events. I was looking at her eyes with peeks at her cleavage and when she got up to put extra paper in her fax machine I could see the top of her white lace panties kind of rising above her teal dress pants. I was getting very turned on.
This time she wasn’t protecting herself and as our conversation got friendlier I decided to be bold. “I could be fired for saying this and I hope you’ll grant me immunity but Jesus, Jessica, I really like to look at you”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed” she said.
Does it bother you?”
“Well it’s a little rude and pretty typical of men but you’re a nice person and I don’t really know what kind of signal I’m giving you right now” and then she laughed.
“Would you stand up for a minute?” I asked her. She did. I ran my fingers through her hair and kissed her. It lasted for a while.
“Jessica. What would it take for me to be able to do something I’ve always fantasized about doing to you?”
“What’s that?”
“I want to eat your pussy so badly sweetheart. I think about it all the time. Would you really say no to that?”
We kissed again and this time I started opening her blouse and eventually took it off. She had a purple bra underneath. “I need to see your tits sweetie” and I unfastened it and just looked at how beautiful her breasts are. I licked and sucked each of them and moved one of my hands down to her pants…I took off her belt, unsnapped the botton and began to unzip her. “I can’t believe I’m finally going to see your vagina Jessica” I told her. Not the smoothest words for a moment like that but that’s how they came out. I moved her to the floor and began to take them off. Within a minute, there was the object of months worth of desire laying on the carpet with nothing but an incredibly sexy pair of white lace panties. I undressed with her. “Tell me you want to see what’s in here?” I said as I took my pants and black underwear off. And she did. I knelt down next to her so she was eye level with my cock which had grown nice and big. She touched it but I told her “gotta do you first”
I removed her panties. Jessica’s panties. I kept rationalizing it that way. Her soft, conditioned (she told me later) hair was light brown and framed her cunt so perfectly. What a moment. I inhaled her intoxicating scent and began to lick her pussy. I opened her lips and drank her in, licking and sucking as much and as many parts of her female pefection as I could reach. She was really wet and grinding herself against my face.
I told her that since this was a fantasy I’ve pumped myself off to so many times that I had to make it exactly that way and take it to every level I’ve dreamed of since it was finally here. She wasn’t sure what I was talking about but would soon find out.
“I need you on your knees with your back arched down a bit”
“What are you doing?”
“Jessica, just go along with it.”
And I did. I placed my hands on her perfect ass, exploring her roundness and softness and placed my face to her crack and tongued it up and down. Her asshole was right there and I rimmed the edge and then licked with a little more precision. She was really into it. I placed my finger in her cunt as I licked her asshole around in little circles. “Make me cum” she asked me. I placed my finger inside of her asshole and moved it all the way in as I got underneath her and sucked her pussy. At this point she was sitting on my face and I held her ass with one hand, moved my finger on the other hand in and out of Jessica’s asshole and licked her clit until she violently began to shake out of control and came on top of me. When it was over I studied her ass and gently rimmed her asshole for a few silent minutes.
“you’re going to suck me off and let me cum in your mouth now aren’t you? This is what I’ve waited for so please play it up for me”
“I want you to come in my mouth…I’ll let you…” she said, realizing how powerful those words were. She took my cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue all around it. She looked at me in the eyes and told me again “please come in my sweet mouth…I’m going to let you come in my mouth” She placed her fingers on my balls and her pinky timidly grazed my asshole a few times while she sucked and pumped my hard cock deep into her mouth.
“Keep going Jes…” and she did. Pumping my cock and sucking me until I spurted really hard. She took it in her mouth and gave me a visual of it dripping on her lips and then went back to swallow the next several other spurts…
We lay there for a while on the carpet next to her desk and held each other.
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My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 2

David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about. In this chapter, his father, John, returns home and enjoys some one on one time with his daughter Kayleigh. She teases him into a frenzy, and when she turns him away, he forces the matter. Eventually he gets what he deserves.

Fiction

Naughty Babysitter: Chapter 2

Ok readers, I apologize for the LONG delay between parts, but real life is hectic. After catching Jennifer in her bedroom, playing with one of toys, Tina and Paul punish her, but did the naughty girl learn her lesson? Hope you enjoy chapter 2.

Fiction

It happened one night… One last time! Part 3

This is the third and final part of my ‘it happened one night’ trilogy. If you have read the first two parts then you will remember the characters and where we left off. There is very little in the way of sex scenes and the ending is not something of a traditional sex story ending, but I hope you will enjoy it for the tale I hoped to tell. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

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Letting my Sister Fuck me

Letting my Sister Fuck me
I had a younger sister. She was just a pesky, spoiled brat sister, until…. I noticed she was getting tits and a nice ass. She liked to come in my room and be a pest. Now she wanted to talk about sex. She confided in me that she had not had sex yet, and was disappointed. We discussed masturbation and she didn’t know much, but that rubbing her little slit felt good. She ask me quietly about her pussy and did I know this and that. I told her about her clit and her G spot, and about nipple stimulation.
The next day she came in my room and put her arms around my neck and started kissing my neck. She said ‘thank you’, that she had a very good time playing with herself last night. She said: “To bad you’re a boy, and can’t feel what I felt last night.” I informed her that ‘boys’ had there own feelings, and I was getting plenty of them. She was so curious to know all about boys stuff, she began to ask details. “How do boys get ‘good feelings’ , she wanted to know. I told her about wanking. She was fascinated and wanted to know every detail.
(I think her tits were growing bigger by the day.) Her waist and hips were taking on curves that got my attention. Weeks went by and she noticed my attention to her body. She started wearing skimpy night clothes and showing off her body to me at her late night visits, after mom and dad had gone to bed. Do you like this? Do you like that? She kept the attention going. Normally she was just a pest…but now I was liking her body to look at and she loved to hang on me.
She would come up behind my computer chair and put her arms around me and rub my chest, mess with my hair and kiss my neck. I was to liking it more and more. She liked to rub her tits on me. My arms at first. She would put my arms around her and lift my arms up to feel the bottom of her tits. One night she was doing this and whispered: (“…feel my tits, they’re getting bigger.”)
That was the night I started getting hot for her.
We were standing with her back to me. She backed up to me and took my hands and put them on her nice soft tits. She moaned softly and guided my hands all around her tits. I automatically felt for her nipples. She sucked a big breath…and shivered as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. They got firm and perked up. She whispered: (“..oh my god, oh my god, that’s giving me a hot flash of good feelings. Just keep that up… please.
How can nipples give you a tingle in your pussy?”) I was in a nice daze and said: “I don’t know, guys don’t get that.” My boner was growing fast now and she felt it in her butt crack. She gently moved her butt around feeling it. She was breathing hard now.
She thought…..
(‘Oh my god!…he’s getting a hardon over me? I’m liking that!…wow…that’s making my slit feel wet inside….that feels wonderful. I guess I’m not just ‘the little pest’ now, am I big brother. I got plans for him, I want more of his male attention and now I sure know how to get it. I can’t wait to tell my girlfriend what’s happening!…she said her brothers try to cop feels on her, and peek at her when she’s dressing or in the shower. He never did that to me, but I think that’s all changing now.’)
She came in my room late on a Saturday night, and sat on my bed. She look all bummed out. She told me she finally had her first sex. It hurt and was so quick, then the guy left. I sat with her and explained about some boys who don’t know girls very well yet. She had started fixing her hair hot, and wearing cool make up. She looked hot. She laid her head in my lap and said I knew how to make her feel good.
(My boner heard her and came to life.) She felt it on her head and smiled. I looked at her. Her baby face was now a hot girls face with a body to match. She got up and pushed me back on my back. She crawled on top of me and my boner went right between her legs. I held her and told her the next guy will be better, I’m sure. She started kissing my neck and slightly moving her pussy around on my boner. My arms went around her automatically. She began to purr like a kitten. She took her feet and spread my legs apart and pushed her pussy down on my boner. I felt her sweet little ass, as she squirmed it on me. She whispered: (“…mom and dad are going to be gone tomorrow night for the night. Will you show me what good sex is all about.?”)
I said her next boyfriend will do that, but in the mean time we’ll just practice a little. I said you have to get the guy to warm you up first, and try and slow him down. This is the fun and exciting part. She whispered: (“..is that how you do it?”) I said to never mind that, I had to learn too. I said that tomorrow night we’ll have time and privacy, and I’ll show you some things. Now my boner was sticking straight up between her legs of her long nightgown. She started rubbing her pussy up and down on it.
I had on my robe and my boxers were tenting high. I wanted to fuck her right then….but… I rolled her off of me and whispered: (“..tomorrow night…ok?”) She whispered back: (“…no…now.”) She was making it so hard not to fuck her, but I sure didn’t need mom and dad catching us. I got up and pulled her up. She immediately felt my boner and I had to pry her hand off of it. I turned her around and guided her out my door.
The next morning mom and dad cornered me and dad said: “What’s going on with you and your sister?” I said: “ Nothing, why?” “She’s upset about a talk you and her had or something. “
I said: “She had some ‘boy’ questions, I answered them and we talked about it. She’s fine.”
They said they saw her coming out of my room and bla, bla, bla,
They ragged on me for about 20 minutes about how I should have ‘them’ answer those questions.
“Don’t you get any ideas about your little sister, you know better than to touch her,” dad said.
They went on and on about their old time ways and how sis will wait until she’s 21 before she has sex, and of course be married to the proper man. I managed to not smile and just listened.
If they knew she had sex LAST NIGHT, a quickie with a strange guy, and how she wants to fuck me!, it would be heart attack time for them both.
They finally left that evening, but not before giving me warnings about looking after my sister properly! Sis and I waved bye bye and closed the door. Her hand went right for my cock as she giggled. I got her from behind and felt those new tits of hers. She backed up on my rising boner and humped it. I stuck my hand down her tiny shorts and fingered her pussy. She yelled: “Mom…Dad, he’s attacking me!…and I like it!” I said: “You’re a bad little girl, so naughty, go to your room and …and…”
“And what, big brother?????” She held my hand, still on her bare pussy and moved it up and down. I reach up under her blouse and bra and felt those sweet tits bare.
She moaned and then broke away and ran. I watched her sweet ass wiggle half way up the staircase where she stopped. She started doing a sexy strip for me. Slowly taking off her blouse, tossing it at me, then the bra, and hiding her tits behind it. Slipping down her tiny shorts and playing peek a boo with her slit. My pest of a little sister was now sexually teasing me real good. I acted like dad and said: “Don’t make me come up there, young lady!, and you get those clothes right back on!”
“…Are ya gonna spank me daddy, bet ya can’t…your to old to do that. Do I make your little pee pee get hard?….to bad you can‘t have my pussy.”
What happened to my little sister? Now she was a sex machine!….tempting me to go chase and fuck her. I just smiled as I went up stairs. I went in my room. There on my bed were her panties, all laid out nice on my pillow. I picked them up. They were wet in the crouch. She had turned into a nympho over night.
I was on the computer when she came in my room giggling. I told her tonight we were just going to talk about boy-girl stuff, nothing more. I would show her some things that boys like and teach her about what girls can do to turn a guy on. She whispered: (“..I’m a real slow learner, it may take you all night to show me everything.”) I turned quick,…. and she ran out of the room.
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I had not wanted to really get into a fucking my sister thing, but she was getting to me. She knew all the right buttons of mine to push. She got sexier by the minute. I just kept thinking about her and that sexy body and not having a real good guy to fuck her like crazy. I had a hot girlfriend, but sis was so much sexier and was using it on me, many hours each day. How much could I take. If I closed my eyes for a second, I saw her firm nipples in my face.
I wanted to suck them so bad. Her skin was so smooth and warm. She always smelled so good. She had the sweetest wet little slit. I could taste it, even in my sleep. The fact she wanted me to fuck her was hard to deal with. She teased me so good I loved the feeling of wanting to fuck her and make her moan loud as she climaxed for the first time with my cock in her. All the ‘don’ts’ to do with a sister weren’t doing a thing to dampen my urges one little bit.
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Sis lay in her bed thinking….
‘Tonight we’ll have our real togetherness. I want him so bad, he knows all the right things to do. I’ll get him so hot he’ll have sex with me, I’m gonna have it. I don’t want to waste any more time with a new boyfriend, that will come later. Right now I want hot sex with my brother, and I’m going to have it. No more waiting, wishing, dreaming, fingering. Let’s just fuck like we both want to.
No restrictions, rules, laws or anything else, I want him tonight! I’ll play dumb, and ask him how to fuck a guy, with him showing me for real. “Oh brother dear, how do I suck a cock, can I try it on you…hmmm?, ..am I doing it right..”… he’s gonna fuck me tonight one way or another and we’re both gonna love it. Finally!’
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She had the bigger bed, so she came in and got me and pulled me in her bedroom. We stood face to face as she said the guy kissed with an big open mouth. No tongue or anything. I said no, no, that not how to kiss. I put my arm around her and before our ‘practice’ kiss I started feeling her up as she did me. Her hips and ass were so smooth and warm,
I got lost in thought and just kept going further and further. I felt her tits and nipples as she felt my balls and cock. I wasn’t at ease with the kissing your sister thing, so I just closed my eyes and pictured her as a girlfriend.
That changed everything.
I whispered to her: (“.. close your eyes and just imagine I’m a guy you’ve always wanted and this is your first time together. He wants to turn you on , and you want to make him hot for you. Now, put your arms around my neck and start with a soft kiss, but let it build into a hot tongue kiss. Push your pussy slightly into his hardon. Her heart was banging away on my chest.
She kissed me perfect and let go to a hot kiss with our tongues caressing each others. She couldn’t push her pussy slightly into my cock, it was sticking straight out. She opened her robe and put it between her legs. I felt the wetness from her pussy as she slid it back and forth on my cock. I lost what I was thinking about for a minute. Her pussy sliding over the top of my cock was heavenly.
Her hands were all over me, as I felt those wonderful tits of hers. She began pulling me towards the bed and finally we went down with me on top of her. We never let go of that kiss. It just was to hot to let it go. He robe was open now, as she opened mine. Laying on her naked was to much for my cock to take. It guided itself to her entrance and her legs spread. I felt the sweetest, warmest, tightest pussy ever. I moved it in slowly, then back out, then in a little deeper.
She moaned a tiny moan with her eyes closed and her arms around my neck, kissing me while trying to breath. It was so far above anything I expected, I let go with all the passion I had. It slowly built up to a steady fucking motion for us. Her hands felt my back and all around as we both panted for air. This was the ultimate pussy for me. Perfect fit, exciting girl under me and she was moaning so sweet.
Sis’s head tried to think…
‘I knew it would be good, but this is so over the top ….I…..can’t even think….I love his hands on my tits, so gentle yet his finger tips squeezing my nipples so firm….I’ve got hot feelings all over my body….my pussy is alive with tingles, hot spots, and jolts of pleasure feeling his cock slide in and out so good. He has his fingers on my clit, exciting it with each stroke. I just never knew this could be. Something inside of me is building up, and driving me to devour him. It’s coming up and up so good, I wonder if I can stand it. “Ooooooo” that moan just came out ….I….”OOOhhhh Yessss …ohgodohgodohgoddddddd….ahhhhh”
I felt her climax taking over her body as mine released a torrent of cum in her pussy. I jumped with each shot. She moaned with each shot. We fucked and fucked for every last drop of good feeling we could get. I yelled something as she did too. We lost our breath completely for a few seconds. Moans took over by themselves as we held each other tighter and tighter. I thrust, as her pussy squeezed….I mentally lost it in pleasure. She shook,…paused…then shook some more. Her squirming we so intense I was out of cum, I had flooded her with it all, but my cock kept pumping…..we don’t remember the rest in detail. Just the feelings…..just the feelings over and over again……….
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It was 3:15 am., as we took our first ever shower together. Our minds were content and we let our hands do all the feeling. Slick body’s, warm soapy water, excited us. We wanted more. I want to teach her about sucking cock and having her pussy licked. She was in a daze and followed me back into bed. I turned us to a 69 position and was about to talk about sucking cock when I felt her lips go over my cock. I looked at her pussy staring me in the face. Her one leg cocked up.
I just dived in.
She squealed when I teased her by letting my tongue slide up her slit and across her clit. It was her first pussy oral sex. She began to squirm as her clit was so sensitive. I slipped in two fingers in her tight pussy. She gowned when I massaged her pussy deep. I felt her feeling my balls and licking my cock gently, at first. She got real excited and began to jack and suck me hard.
Sis’s thinking….
‘I had wanted to do this for a long time. I saw it, I just had to kiss it and suck it. No lessons needed. I loved the warm feel of it all over my face. It was exciting stroking it, knowing I was making it ready to cum. He’s doing things to my pussy I’ve never dreamed could feel that good. It’s a shortcut to another big climax, and that’s what I want. He’s my sex god, and has control of my body.
Little did I know it would feel this good. Does he know I going to climax soon!….I want to see him shoot his cum, feel it in my mouth and taste it. The other girls have bragged about doing it, but now it’s my turn. Oh…this is to much, I going a little crazy now…Oh My God!….I….oh baby Yesssssssssss!!!!! ‘
I felt her climaxing and I shot big load. She moaned with each shot on her face. She watched it and then put he mouth on it as far at it would go. I pumped more loads as she tried to swallow what she could. Her pussy moved on my fingers, as the muscles tightened and shook hard. We both got dizzy and moaned till we were out of moans. Gasping for air, was all we had left. The pulses took over and left us completely spent.
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When mom and dad got home, they ask me all kind of question on how it went while they were gone. When dad wasn’t around, mom changed and she was cool. I think it was dad she was doing all the questions for.
My sister just smiled at me all the time it seemed. One night late, my mom slipped in my room, closed the door and sat on my bed. I wasn’t asleep yet. She was smiling and was holding a bowl and a paper. She handed me the paper. It was a note my sister had written to me and somehow mom got it. It said what a wonderful night we had and how she loved the feeling of my cock in her…………oh shit!
Mom took the note back. Kissed me on the forehead and wadded up the note. She lit it on fire and placed it in the bowl. We watched it burn up. She smiled and whispered: (“..I don’t think your dad needed to see that.”) She kissed me on the forehead again, smiled and whispered:
(“I wish I’d had a brother like you.)

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New Friends: College

This is my first story posted on this website. I have written another story using the same characters this story possesses in a previous story. I don’t have the story with me anymore and a can’t be screwed rewriting it =