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A market researcher called at a house and his knock was answered by a young woman with three small children running around her. He asked her if she minded replying to his questions and when she agreed, he asked her if she knew his company, Cheeseborough-Ponds. When she said no, he mentioned that among their many products was Vaseline and she certainly knew of that product. When asked if she used it, the answer was “Yes.” Asked how she used it, she said, “To assist sexual intercourse.”
The interviewer was amazed. He said, “I always ask that question because everyone uses our product and they always say they use it for the child’s bicycle chain, or the gate hinge; but I know that most use it for sexual intercourse. Since you’ve been so frank, could you tell me exactly how you use it?”
“Yes, we put it on the doorknob to keep the kids out.”

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Broken Birds, Part 25 Aftermath

Part 25
Aftermath
Nancy accompanied Ted’s body to the States, insisting that her girls stay at the compound and continue to receive treatment and care, particularly their surgeries. She signed over temporary custody of Sandy to Michael. Becka had turned 18 a few days before, so she didn’t need a guardian.
Nancy stood naked before the hotel room mirror. Her once proud breasts sagged despondently; her once flat belly hung badly with a myriad of stretch marks; her once toned ass looked deformed with cellulite, her face showed lines of grief and loss; her hair was, in reality, almost completely gray. Her sons were gone. Her daughters in good hands after she and Ted had failed them.
She took a deep breath. She had considered following Ted, but that would have allowed her brother to get control of Sandy.
She made up her mind, feeling young and clean again, no longer bound by convention and law intended to cage the victims and allow the monsters to roam free.
Her brother did not know about Sandy’s confession in the compound. He came to pick her up to attend Ted’s funeral. She had Ted’s pistol. Ted had taught her to shoot.
Her brother stood silhouetted in the hotel room doorway when she turned around and aimed the pistol at his chest. She fired. The recoil was more than she remembered. Her fingers squeezed again involuntarily as the gun kicked. It discharged under her chin. They were both dead before they hit the ground.
The news devastated the compound. Sandy blamed herself. If she had just kept the secret, her mother and father would still be alive. She hoped her uncle was in hell, on a spit and roasting over a very hot fire.
Alice certainly earned her keep over the next several weeks. Sandy wallowed in guilt. Becka in grief and pain, both physical and emotional while Beth came to terms with her horrific memories.
Nita blossomed. Her incredible energy and unfailing optimism was infectious if only temporary. She seemed to be everywhere, cheering, teasing, laughing, and taking different sisters to Michael’s bed.
Nita suggested that Shoshana and Lynne visit the fertility clinic when the Becka and Sandy’s recovery had to be checked. It brought a ray of happiness to the harem.
Beth took her time to heal. Finally she was ready to face tomorrows.
She sat at the lounge pool one day, taking in the fading sun and cool ocean breeze. Alice approached.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Alice asked.
“This is going to sound sick,” Beth said with a genuine smile, “but I am proud of myself. I fought them to my last breath. The more I played it in my head; it always came out the same. I beat them. They hurt me terribly, but I beat them.”
Alice smiled, “You’re your father’s daughter.”
Beth found Michael in his office, struggling through the myriad details of the Burkett deaths.
It had been many days since he had made love with his daughter, giving her time and space to recover.
She came up behind him, making sure he heard her. She put her hands on his shoulders and spun him around in his chair. His Beth was back, yet somehow different. She pulled him into a passionate kiss. He pulled back and looked into her sparkling green eyes. There was no desperation in them; lust, love and joy perhaps, but no desperation.
“You’re mine tonight,” she said with a hint of a slut, “so you better take a little blue pill. The other girls know. You’re mine tonight.”
Dinner seemed more upbeat than in many weeks. Beth glowed, an almost feral light in her eyes. The harem knew, of course, but Sandy and Becka did not.
Becka asked what was going on.
“Tonight I’m going to make love to my Dad for the first time as a whole woman,” Beth said with a leer, then bursting into giggles.
Her spirit and joy was infectious. Sandy and Becka were still recovering from their grief and surgery. Even they embraced the change in spirit. The babies departed.
Beth had an idea. Instead of taking Michael straight to bed, she put on some sensual Latin music. She and Lynne started pushing the furniture aside, creating a dance floor in the main living room. Beth pulled Maria, Nita and Rafaela into a sensual dance. The harem joined in an instant. Maria began to lose herself in the music, swaying sensually between Lynne and Jennifer. Alice ran her hands over Rafaela’s slender arms, pulling her back, pressing her breasts and pussy against her longtime lover. Rachael took Misha’s hand and pulled her to the floor their eyes alight with lust. Shoshana drew Kat into an intimate kiss.
Still sitting at the dining table, Becka and Sandy gawked as the incredible orgy of love began to happen in front of them. Rachael and Misha came over to the girls and ushered them to their rooms. They dismissed the servants just in time. Jennifer was at the center of four women, her clothing flying as the harem began to feast on their doctor.
“You really started something, Honey,” Michael said chuckling as she pulled him into the “small” bedroom with its single bath.
“The girls are going to need the big beds,” she said giggling.
They prepared separately. As Michael went to shower, she called out, “Squeaky clean,” the code phrase the harem had developed for taking a couple enemas. Beth wanted to play with his ass tonight.
Michael had taken a different pill said to be more effective without the headaches he had with Viagra. He hoped it worked just as well as Viagra. Tonight would tell.
When Beth exited the bathroom, she was naked. She strode to him, confident and whole. She took his drink and placed it on the nightstand. She stripped off his robe, put her arms around his neck and kissed him with a passion that reminded him of Vika. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.
She pushed him onto the bed. He scooted all the way on. She got on the bed, sitting on her feet.
“Turn over Daddy,” she said softly. He obeyed.
She knelt by his torso. She wanted to give him something he’d remember for the rest of his life.
Her small, gentle hands began to caress his shoulders. Her light touch enticed every nerve ending. She took her time, slowly moving down his body, not kneading his muscles, but tantalizing them. She avoided his ass, instead moving to his feet, then calves. Her hands told him to spread his legs. She continued her gossamer touch on his thighs. She pushed his legs further apart. She moved between them. She lay down, her mouth poised over his ass. Her hands parted his ass cheeks. She dipped her head and licked from his balls to the top of his ass cleft.
‘I will never give this pleasure to another man,’ she thought.
Me moaned at the incredible pleasure.
She started to make love to his nether hole, lovingly teasing it, then darting through his relaxed sphincter. She buried her face in his ass, her small hand squeezing his shaft. Her tongue twirled, licked, sometimes soft, sometimes hard.
Finally, she relented. Michael stared over his back at her in wonder. “Turn over.” He obeyed.
She straddled him, rubbing the head of his cock along her slit. She was very wet. She had been leaking for most of the evening, waiting for this moment. As ready as she was, she winced a bit as the head penetrated her entrance, stretching her inner lips. They could hear the music from the main room. She began to dance in time to the faint music, gradually burying his cock in her steamy depths.
She looked at Michael in wonder, still dancing on his cock. His hands cupped and squeezed her firm, young breasts. He leaned up, licking her aureoles, then levered up, resting on his elbows, took a hard nipple between his lips, sucked it hard. He bit down gently, sending shockwaves through her body. He shifted nipples. He bit a little harder.
She began to shake and moan. She lost her rhythm.
He fell back, his hands on her hips. He moved her hips back in time to the rhythm, her clit grazing his belly. Her hand moved to her clit; his hands moved to her breasts.
“Daddy, I’m CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!
He dropped his hands to her hips, forcing them to sway to the faint music, again rubbing her clit against his hard body.
She climaxed again, screaming, “I won!” over and over.
She frigged her clit mercilessly, screaming her triumph into the night.
She collapsed on his chest, his raging cock buried in her love tunnel.
He stroked her shoulders and back with infinite love. She rested on his chest, momentarily exhausted.
She began to stir. After a while, she lifted her head and looked into the eyes of her man.
“We both won, Honey, thanks to your strength and courage. You beat the bastards,” he said with love and admiration.
She slipped off him, his cock springing upright. He looked distraught.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him soon.”
She got up and brought Michael his flute of champagne, bringing her own.
“I need to tell you.” He nodded.
“The night I was raped, I lied to you. I told you I was going to a sleepover. I thought I was a woman grown. If Thomas had been nice, I probably would have given him what he wanted. When they surrounded me, I was terrified and angry with myself. You’d warned me, but I was sure I knew better.”
“I fought them Dad. I broke Thomas’ cheek and instep. They broke my nose. I ripped a face and an arm. No way I was going to be found in a field with no evidence. Even after they broke my arm, I fought them. They did things to me no woman should ever have to endure. Still I fought them. I was bleeding to death when I crawled out that window.”
“I was thinking about you when I slid down that roof. I wanted you to know that I never gave up, that I was like you. Alice said it this afternoon. Like father like daughter.” She said with a triumphant smile.
“Now I want your monster in my ass,” she said with laughter in her voice. The music seemed louder as Beth took her father’s semi-hard cock in her mouth. Minutes later, her tongue had created a raging phallus.
She lubed both his cock and her ass. She got on her hands and knees, wiggling her ass provocatively. He knelt behind her, rubbing his cock head around her puckered starfish. He pushed in a bit and felt her tense. He released the pressure until he felt her push back. He pushed forward a little and the head pushed through her sphincter. She gasped, her hands clawing the blanket. He waited until she signaled her readiness.
She pushed back harder. He let her set the pace of her own impalement.
Finally his balls rested on her labia. She began to sway to the music.
“God, Honey, your ass is incredible! It feels like its on fire.”
“Enjoy me, Love. Let me give you everything I am.”
He reached under her and found her clit. He began to caress it in time to her swaying hips.
Her breaths started to come in gasps. She held her breath. He squeezed her clit between his thumb and forefinger.
She shrieked with pleasure.
He curled a finger just inside her love channel. She froze. Her legs began to shake. His fingers returned to her clit, circling her little button. She was close.
He captured her clit again and squeezed firmly.
“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. I’M CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING”
She slammed her ass against him and froze, her limbs trembling. They gave out and she flopped forward, his cock pulling from her body.
She rested only a matter of seconds. She lay on her back, her head hanging over the edge of the bed. Her mouth opened in lewd invitation.
Michael eagerly stood in front of her, the head of his cock in her mouth. She caressed the head, twirling her tongue along the shaft. She reached her hands around his ass, grabbing his ass cheeks pulling him forward, deeper in her mouth. He entered her throat, seeing it bulge as his cock slid deeper. She pulled him deep into her throat, using her esophageal muscles to caress his shaft.
She pushed him out for a moment. She gulped three breaths. She pulled him back into her throat.
On the third stroke, he exploded, shooting a massive amount of semen into her stomach. He pulled back before finishing. He was afraid Beth would run out of air. Beth took the last spurts in her mouth. She flipped over, opened her mouth to show him the semen on her tongue, swallowed and showed him her clean tongue.
Minutes later, they were intertwined in a lover’s embrace, snoring softly.
Becka and Sandy felt left out. In their room, they listened to the music and imagined what was happening in the main living room. They heard an occasional squeal or shriek. Finally, knowing they were breaking a promise to Misha and Rachael, they snuck out of their room and headed for the main living room.
They smelled the aroma of sex before they saw it.
Candles bathed the room in romantic light. The music on random play covered much of the sound.
Lynne lay on her back, Alice straddling her face, Maria licking her pussy.
Rafaela lay between Nita’s splayed legs. Nita was shaking and suddenly sat upright with a scream of pleasure.
Shoshana sat in a recliner with Jennifer feasting on her exposed pussy. Kat lay beneath Jennifer, licking and sucking her sister.
They didn’t see Misha and Rachael. They’d claimed one of the bedrooms.
Becka and Sandy watched in awe as pairings rearranged. Both girls felt their lubricant stream down their inner thighs.
It was truly a female orgy. They watched as Lynne licked Maria’s ass from behind. Rafaela brought out a box of vibrators, lube, butt plugs and strap-ons, taking the orgy to a new level.
Jennifer donned a strap-on with practiced skill, inserting the short end of the vibrating fake cock into her steaming pussy, heading for Nita. Their eyes locked. Nita came to her. Their kiss was unlike anything Becka or Sandy had ever seen.
Jennifer lay on the floor while Nita slowly impaled herself on the fake, vibrating cock. Nita rode her lover for a few moments. She exploded with Jennifer, collapsing breast to breast.
Three women surrounded Shoshana. They sucked her long nipples, caressed her beautiful ass and used a rabbit vibrator on her pussy. Shoshana’s shrieks of pleasure filled the room.
Becka and Sandy openly masturbated. They began to squeal their pleasure, oblivious to the noise they were making. Becka came first, trying to stay quiet with absolutely no success. Sandy climaxed seconds later.
When the haze of orgasm passed, Jennifer stood above them when they looked up. She still had the strap-on. “Did you like the show?” Her eyes danced with laughter.
The girls blushed red.
“It was awesome,” Sandy gasped, “Do you guys do that often?”
“Not often enough,” Jennifer giggled, “come on, back to bed. We’ll talk in the morning. You’ve had your cum. Now get some rest.” She followed them to their room.
“What are you going to do with that?” Sandy asked pointing to the fake cock.
“I’m going to impale my sisters and make them cum.”
When she returned, the party had died down.
Alice came to her. “They saw?”
Jennifer nodded, smiling. “I think you’ll have some very curious young women tomorrow,” Jennifer giggled, then turned mock serious,” If you can walk after tonight.”
“With that little fake cock? I’ve had Michael inside me, remember.”
Jennifer admitted defeat. She still impaled Alice, turning the vibrator on high. Alice danced on the fake cock, screaming her delight into the night.
In the privacy of the bedroom, Rachael and Misha embraced, naked nipples pressed against the others. They’d been lovers for more than thirty years. They knew the passion would come, but Misha wanted to talk.
“Beth is incredible, isn’t she?”
“She’s been my lover since we ran.” Rachael confessed, “She’s the strongest woman I know. She’s a fighter. She put Thomas in the hospital when he raped her.”
“She loves Kat. They’re almost married. They even have heir own child!”
Misha smiled sadly.
Rachel levered herself to look into Misha’s eyes, “As Michael says, All of it!”
Misha took a deep breath. “Jennifer found some cancer. We go to Brisbane tomorrow.”
“I’ll go with you. But we have tonight, bitch. Get over here. I need to taste you!” Rachael growled in a desperate effort to hide the truth. She had less than six months to live. Only Jennifer knew.
Reality returned with the dawn. Misha, Rachael and Jennifer sped to Brisbane in the early hours. The women wanted to be alone. They didn’t even tell Michael.
Beth bounced around the house and pool. Inside she was whole. She had her child, her man and her victory. Kat was her life partner. Her sisters were her playmates.
Becka and Sandy came to the late breakfast served at the lounge pool. Becka wore a skimpy, blue bikini, showing the outlines of her labia. Sandy wore a one-piece that clung to her every curve.
Gradually the harem, except the three on their way to Brisbane, sat around the large table with Michael.
“Do you have those parties a lot?” Sandy asked.
“What party” Michael asked with mock innocence.
Becka threw a napkin at him. “We saw. It was awesome.”
“I thought you were going to stay in your room,” Rafaela said.
Maria burst out laughing. “We wanted you to watch. Not to join us, but to show you how much love there is in this house.”
“Do you want us to join you?” Becka looked confused.
“We want you to be comfortable with our lifestyle. This summer you’ll be with us when we travel. We need you to understand who we are. We love my Dad and we love each other. I spent last night with him. I can’t describe how incredible a night we had. Tonight Shoshana and Nita will be with him.” She paused, looking to Michael to explain.
“You are my children now. I promised your mother that I would protect and help you find your way. You saw how much love there is in this house. You see the rings my women wear? Those rings are commitment rings. Our family commits to each other, body and soul.” He held up his ring with its many small stones. “One day, you may want to join us. But not until you have seen the other paths you can choose.” He saw both girls with uncertain eyes. “Questions.”
“Where are we going this summer?” Sandy asked.
The tension broke and laughter filled the house.

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Birthday Desire (edited)

Hey all just an edit of my recent story, changed to have paragraph format for easier reading and a couple of minor adjustments here and there

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Aunt Ruth 1

Aunt Ruth 1
I arrived in St. Paul about two thirty and met my Aunt Ruth. She gave me a big hug and I noticed how gaunt she looked and her eyes had dark circles under her eyes. Her steely dark hair had a sprinkling of gray. She was four years younger than my mother but looked older. My Uncles sickness was taking its toll. “Would you like to see your Uncle Al before we go home?” I said “Yes” When we arrived at the hospital she told me Al does not look the same as when I last saw him. I was not prepared for what I saw. My Uncle looked like a skeleton with skin pulled over it. He was down to 110 lbs. from 280. He said hello in a very weak voice. It almost made me sick. He was a man when I last saw him, 6’6’’ 280lbs. He was a street cop on the downtown beat. My Aunt said he was one of the best liked cops on the force and everyone on his beat loved him. I couldn’t stay there very long and excused myself and went out to the waiting room until my Aunt finished visiting. I never went back to see him. I wanted to remember the old Uncle Al.
We arrived at her place a little past six. Her sister-in-law Edith who lived next door greeted us. She was baby sitting Ruth’s three kids. Ted eight and his sister Susan six, were adopted. The youngest Karen was fourand was Al & Ruth’s child. Edith was tall like her brother Al, almost six feet. She had flaming red hair and freckles all over her face. What I could see of her skin was the color of milk. She was dressed in this long pink dress laced up to her neck and went down to her ankles. She was slender but you could see in spite of the dress that she had an ample chest and what looked like a nice ass. She was a true Swede, accent and all. We shook hands and I found she had a very firm hand shake.
That night I met her husband Albert. He was quite a contrast to her. About 5’ 10” and slender of build. He had a soft almost feminine voice, but a real nice guy. The next several days Ruth showed me the business in the basement. They had a lino-type machine, a small printing press, similar to ones we had in school, a paper cutter and lots of type. She showed me how to emboss the small jewelry boxes and showed me all the back orders that needed to get done right away. There was a door in the middle of the basement wall. Aunt Ruth said Al had cut it in so they would have access to his sister’s place from down there. The building was a double. Aunt Ruth’s was a three bedroom one & a half baths and Edith’s side had two bedrooms & one and a half baths.
When I arrived it was Early March, there was snow all over the ground. After I had been there a couple of weeks I decided to go to a movie. My Aunt dropped me off on the way to the hospital, and told me what street cars to take home. I got out about ten because it was a double feature. I waited at the street car stop and was it cold. The weather had dropped from about 29 degrees to below zero. Being from California I was not dressed for that kind of cold. I had a heavy leather jacket, Levis. And tennis shoes. I started shivering and then began having convulsions. Finally the street car came and I was so glad it was heated. We were about three blocks from Aunt Ruth’s house and I was just starting to thaw out when a drunk slammed into the street car and knocked it off the track. The conductor said it would take at least an hour before they could get another car out there, so I walked home. I don’t think I have ever been that cold before or sense.
For the next fiveweeks I worked about ten hours a day filling those back orders. The third day Edith came down to the basement and asked me if I would like to have lunch at her place. She said she was fixing the kids some lunch and thought I might like to have some too. I said “That would be very nice.” We ended up talking for about two hours. I said “I better get back to work” and she said “yes” and “she had better put the kids down for their nape.” Edith took care of the kids while Ruth was at the hospital and I worked in the basement. I had lunch with her every afternoon. I loved talking to her. Even though she didn’t work she was a college graduate.
One day I finished early and decided I would go back up and talk to Edith while the kids were napping. I knocked but got no answer so I tried the door and it was open. I walked in and called her name. Still no answer, I walked up stairs and looked in the bedroom and the kids were sound asleep. I knocked on her bedroom door and still nothing. I peeked in but no one was there. I went back down stairs and decided she must be in the back yard.
As I passed the basement door I heard a soft moan. The door was ajar so I peeked in. I couldn’t see anything but the light was on downstairs. I creped half way down the stairs and I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was Edith sitting on a table with her dress pulled up to her chest and her panties were lying on the floor. She had her knees wide open and this guy had his face buried in her pussy. She had a red bush with freckles on her legs. She was moaning and just then she reared her butt off the table and I could tell she was coming. I got hard immediately. I started rubbing my dick through my pants and undid my buttons on my Levi’s and took my cock out. I started beating my meat right there on the stairs. She reached down and grabbed the guys head and shoved it into her cunt and came again. I started to cum and must have made a little moan because she looked up. I turned and ran up the stairs. I went back to the house and down to the basement and began fussing around. I couldn’t get the image of that beautiful pussy out of my mind so I went back up stairs and watched her front porch thru the window. After about forty minuets this young guy not much older than me came out of the house and walked up the street. I saw him go into a house at the end of the block.
I went back down stairs and started to work on some business card orders. I heard the basement door that is between the two units open. I pretended that I didn’t hear her. I kept running the business cards on the press. She stood behind me for the longest time. I could smell her perfume a faint whiff of Jasmine. My heart was racing when finally as I stopped the press she said “Bob” I pretended to be startled but I was shaking. She said, “I know you were on the stairs watching us. I said “I don’t know what you are talking about, but I couldn’t look her in the eye. She said “don’t lie to me because I saw you.” “My husband is a wonderful man and I love him, but he is not very sexually active. I have a lot more needs than he does” she went on. I looked up at her for the first time and said, “How long has that been going on.” She said “it doesn’t matter does it?” “I guess not” I said. “What do you want to do about it? “I promise not to tell anyone, but watching you I got so horny, and every time I’m near you I seem to get a hard on. For the first time she smiled and at me and said again, “I’ll ask you again, what would you like to do about it. My heart was racing and I could hardly get my breath. I blurted out, “I want to see you naked and do what he was doing to you, and than I want to fuck you.” I couldn’t seem to breathe.
She began to undress right there in front of me slowly. Her dress dropped to the floor and she undid her bra and let it slide to the floor. Her breasts were like cantaloupes but snow white with freckles all over her body. She bent over and slid her panties off and stepped out of them and stood there. There before my eyes was this tall older women with those long legs that formed a “Y” and at the top was this magnificent clump of red hair and a flat stomach just tstanding there. Her bright red nipples were erect. I thought my cock was going to jump out of my pants it was so hard. I reached out and slid my hands up along the out side of her arms and I felt her tremble. I took my hands and gently ran them over those beautiful tits, rubbing my thumbs over her ruby red nipples. My knees almost buckled I was so excited. I drew her to me and kissed her full on the mouth letting my tongue inter and explore her mouth. She hungrily returned my kiss. I reached down between her legs and began to explore the lips of her pussy. I rubbed the out side of her gently and then inserted two of my fingers. I heard her give a low moan, almost a growl. I rubbed just inside her lips up to her clit. To my surprise it was larger than most, about the size of a match stick. I rubbed first the underside of her clit and than the sides. She pressed against my fingers and I could feel her legs shaking as she came.
I reinserted my fingers and began to slowly finger fuck her. Her pussy was starting to salivate and her juices flowed. I took my thumb and lightly massaged her clit. She grabbed me around the ass and pulled me tightly to her and she said Oh my godddddd, and came all over my fingers. She collapsed to her knees and she held her head against my crotch and her arms around my waste. I could feel her vibrate as she came again. After about five minuets she raised her head and undid my jeans. As she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes she pulled my pants and shorts off. My cock was standing at full attention, so hard it hurt. She kissed it and ran her tongue down the inside of my shaft and than up to the tip, licking and running her tongue over the top. She then put my entire cock into her mouth until her lips were against my balls. She held it there for maybe a half a minuet. I could feel her throat constricting and un-constricting, like she was lightly milking my cock. I almost came. I tried thinking about sharks biting my balls to keep my mind off the sensation I was feeling. (Like I said in my first story I had a 31 year old woman teach me things, including control that would normally take you 10/20 years to learn on your own. But I had not been laid since the train ride here which was six weeks ago.
She began to move her head, back & forth, easing my cock in and out of her very worm mouth. I felt my balls bulging inside my sack. I tried oh how I tried to hold off but I just couldn’t. She felt so good so I reached down and pulled her head to me and came. I could feel it hit the back of her throat. She coughed or gagged once and then began to swallow all that I had to offer. six weeks of stored up cum came flowing out of me into her lovely long throat. I just stood there letting everything drain out of me and my legs started shaking so I knelt down and took her in my arms kissing her deeply. I could taste the aftermath of my love offering.
It seemed like a long time but was really only five or ten minuets when I helped her up; and led her over to an old army cot that my Uncle kept in the basement so he could rest when he was working down here. She laid down on the cot as I moved to the other end spreading her legs and eased up to her honey spot. I kissed the inside of her leg, running my tongue up from her knee to the edge of her pussy, then across her pussy flicking her clit as I went to the other side of her leg and kissing and licking down to the inside of the other leg to her knee, giving it a tickle. I moved back up to her pussy and as I leaned into that dark red hair I could smell that faint trace of Jasmine. I ran my tongue up the inside of her full pussy lips and again lightly flicked her clitoris. She moaned and lifted up her ass forcing my face into that mass of hair. I inserted my tongue into her very hot cunt; slowly scooping her love juice’s up to the top of her pussy and then sucking it all into my mouth. My tongue rolled first on the underside of her clit and then I would slide in a circular motion around it, and then I began to suck her clit. Lightly at first as I slipped two fingers into her and searched for her “G” spot that some women have. Just as I found it she came and shoved her ass up trying to drive my fingers further into her.
As I sucked on her clit and rubbed that “G” spot she started moaning and raising her ass up and down, higher and higher. I felt her spot begin to harden and I new she was close to the big one. I increased my sucking and stroking and she virtually screamed, Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh shit, oh my godddddddd and grabbed my head and buried it into her pussy. I opened my mouth and let that liquid come pouring into it and over my face chin and chest. I tried to swallow it all but it was just over powering. She had her ass pushed up high as she continued to cum. She was shaking and moaning and seemed like she couldn’t quit shaking & coming, when suddenly she just collapsed in a faint.
We laid there exhausted for about ½ hour before finally sitting up. She just looked at me. Finally shaking her head she smiled and said she had never experienced anything like that in her whole life. “If you can do that to me every time I may never want to give you up,” she said. I smiled and said “maybe not every time but I think I can come close.” She got up and walked to the basement door and said I better go check on the kids. I walked over and gave her a big kiss and hug and as she closed the door I said “same time tomorrow?” She whispered, Ya, you betcha, and the door closed. She didn’t lock it.
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Playing Doctor Ch. 1

First post!
There are another couple chapters to this story already planned in my head, but I’d like some feedback before I continue. Especially in regards to the amount of buildup / character development vs actual sexual scenes.
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My Sister’s Boyfriend

When I was about nine, I had my first anal sex even though I didn’t know what that was and I hadn’t been looking for it. This is the story of how it happened.

Sex Joke

Flowers For The Lady?

A guy comes home to his wife one evening with a big bunch of flowers and she says “I suppose this means I have to get on my back with my legs open for the next three days”.
The husband says “Why? Don’t you have any vases?”

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