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“BEAUTIFUL SISTER”

Beautiful Sister
By Blueheatt
….I lay in bed, coming out of another dream I had of fucking my sister…again. I was on my back and slowly opened my eyes. I had a huge tent in the sheet my erection was making. I see my sister. I loved her long wavy hair. It was braided back and down to her ass. Such smooth light skin and smiling blue eyes. She was wearing her turquoise see thru long night gown. No bra, no panties, hands on her hips, just standing there smiling at me. She said: “Is that all you men ever think about?” I smiled back and said: “You caused it, Trish.” She came over and laid right on top of me, putting my erection right between her legs. She squeezed her legs together on my hard cock. She said: “You’ve got to get up, I’ve got some chores for you to do.”
“Chores…you got a boyfriend, let him do them.”
“He’s for marring, not chores right now.”
“Do you make him as horny as you do me?’ I said. She blushed a little and smiled…
“I make him so horny he cums in his pants, little brother.” she said with a giggle.
“Don’t you let him have sex with you?”
“He’s in training, but good hot sex is with you.”
I smiled and said: “What if I’m not in the mood to do chores, Trish?”
“Wil, you know I can get you in the mood.” She slid down and pulled the sheet down off my cock. She started licking it and making all her moaning noises. One of her hands started rubbing her sexy bush. She said: “Are you getting in the mood Wil?…after the chores I‘ll continue.”
“Ok ok, I’m getting up.”
….My sister was the sexist girl I knew. She was 2 years older than me, and we started young playing Dr. and fooling around. She delighted in making me horny. She knew just how to do it too. …..She would walk around the house when our parents were gone and flash her little tits and act all sexy just to tease me. I would chase her and hold her down. This made her giggle and play resisting me. She showed me how a girl likes to be kissed and felt up. We didn’t have sex, just feels, some kissing and licking. One day my balls were full and sore from play with her. I talked her into jacking me off. We went in the bathroom and I showed her how. I could only shoot a little cum then. We stood at the sink as she began. She got as excited as I was and watched my little shot of cum shoot out. She ask me to let her do it all the time. I did, every chance we got. Next was to rub her clit in return, so she could orgasm. We did mutual wanking a lot. We never got caught by our parents, but had a few close calls. The closest was in our garage. We were building a little fort with some old boxes. When we got them all piled up we sat inside and felt all private in our fort. I reached over and started feeling my sisters new larger tits. She giggled quietly. Next I slipped my hand in her panties to finger her. Her hand went in my pants to fondle my cock. We were both getting hot and kissing. We didn’t hear my dad come out. He moved the boxes just as we took our hands out of our pants. He looked at us and began to slightly smile. “What are you guys up to now.” he said. We both stammered and I said we were playing Army, as my sister said we were playing detective. He laughed at the two not matching story’s, and said he had to have this area for something else. Down came the boxes and our fort. We wanted a place to play with our ’private parts’ and we found it. There was a old guest house out back, unused. Trish started cleaning it up and made a playhouse out of it. Mom and dad thought it was ’cute’ and let her. I started helping her and soon we had some old blankets to sit on. I wanted to fuck my sister bad. She said no, that was going ’to far’ and so the fingering orgasms and jacking cums was as far as we went.
…..I watched my sisters tits grow and her body get sexier with more shape. I would get her alone and say: “…let me see it, please….” She knew I loved to see her tiny bright red pubic hairs. She would pull down the front of her shorts and flash me her little pubic hair.
….My dad noticed Trish getting sexier too and eyeballed her when he thought no one was looking. As time went by sis told me she was a woman now. Her hyman had broke at school in gym class. She now could make babies. Mom and dad got her on the pill right away, to be safe.
…..One afternoon when mom and dad were gone, we went to the playhouse. The fingering and jacking began. I felt the increased new hairs on my sis’s pussy. I had none yet. I wanted to get a close look at her new bright red hairs and got down for good look. She got a little excited with my head between her legs. She began to finger herself. I watched the show. I had the urge to lick her bright pink pussy. So I did. She jumped a little and moaned a little moan. She whispered for me to keep doing that. I did. She was really enjoying it. I figured that would feel good if she licked my cock. I turned and kept licking her pussy, but now I had my cock right at her face. Next thing I knew I felt her lips sucking on it. I kept licking her clit only faster. She sucked faster on my cock. She moaned and her pussy shook. I shot my first cum in her mouth. We both moaned and kept it up for a long while….
…..That was our first oral sex. We both liked it a lot and time after time did it when we got the chance.
….My sister became more and more sexy as her body grew and became so beautiful. We still had not had sex with each other. She got boyfriends and I got girlfriends, but we agreed that they didn’t compare to the thrills we got from each other. We both ended up have sex with others, but still liked our ’special’ playing with each other.
…..It was bound to happen. Our first sex together.
….When I became of legal age, (she already was), that seemed to excite her to go for it. I had wanted to for a long time. Our parents were gone for the weekend. She began her usual sex teasing around me. Flashing her bigger tits, showing her red pussy hair, feeling my cock and rubbing up against me, she whispered: (“Playhouse”). I of course knew what that meant. I first grabbed her and felt her up good. I chased her around the main house and tickled her and pinched her big nipples. She giggled and squirmed when I rubbed her bright pink clit. I got her so hot she moaned…’playhouse!’….I stalled… and fingered her pussy, kissed her neck, sucked her tits and rubbed her body. “Playhouse Wil!”, she moaned. She was panting and trying to get me out the back door to go to the playhouse. “Come on Will…I need you in the playhouse!” she said, panting for breath. We finally ran to the playhouse. We both had never been this excited before.
I thought…Trish, this is it, were going to have sex, no more waiting, I have to have you!
Trish reflected back to that day…..
…..I finally decided I wanted to have sex with my brother. I knew I could make him so hot he would do it, but….he sure as hell knew how to make me hot too. I felt the female animal in me get aggressive to get him down and have sex with me. He decided to tease me beyond my tolerance. I began to almost beg him to fuck me! “Damn you Wil….we’ve waited so long, let’s do it!” I said. My pussy ached for him to fuck me.
(Wil…)
…… I look at her. Her giggles had turned into pure lust in her eyes. She pulled my arms around her. I held her gently and kissed her like my best girlfriend ever. Her heart was thumping in her soft tits.
…..Our bodies suddenly locked together in bliss. We tugged and tore our clothes off as we sunk to the blankets on the floor. Her body was hot to the touch all over. She moaned so beautiful as she tried to talk. “Wil…..I want you so bad…..I….” Now she felt my cock sliding up and down her wet slit. She gasp big and pushed her pussy up to meet it. We felt it sliding in, a little at a time. Ten full strokes and my cock started cuming. I came in a steady stream at first….we yelled with ecstasy…she squirted her juices for the first time…her pussy and my cock were like a blur of moving passion. Pumping, squirming, twitching in pleasure. We had little giggles of joy in-between our moans, it felt so damn good. We made new noises of pure ecstasy. Her legs pulled hard against my body. I held onto her so tight I was afraid I would hurt her. Our moans of joy were loud as our bodies slapped together continuously. My cock had become a cuming machine as her pussy squeezed it and stroked it all in one motion. Cum and pussy juice was flowing everywhere. We could both hear it sloshing together as we just kept fucking.
….We were having a ’golden moment’ in life, and we knew it. We just kept fucking and fucking never wanting it to stop.
…It started to get quiet except for our quiet moans. “…oh my god, (gasp) oh my god..” she moaned out of breath. “Oh god Wil….what happened….(gasp)…I….oh god”
…I was sure we shook the playhouse off it’s foundation. The house seemed to be spinning around and around. “Trish…I think…. I just lost my mind….we just never knew ….it would be like this…(swallow)…your pure heaven Trish….pure heaven..” I managed to say.
….The feels and kisses continued for a long time as we were lost in euphoria….sleep overtook us …I think…I wasn’t sure of anything….except that my sisters hot pussy was the ultimate….
———-
….That event was burned in our memories forever.
…..We both wondered, how could we be with someone else now, after that.
…. A week went by and we kind of got back to our lives. We wanted to fuck again, but were afraid nothing could top our first sex.
…. It got better even though we thought it couldn’t possibly get better…..
———–
…..Sis changed in a exciting way. She became a cheerleader, prom queen contestant, and a sexy, happy popular girl. Boyfriends all over the place, but…..for sex, she comes home to me.
….I had girlfriends that I would fuck…but none like sis, not even close.
….Sis managed to marry the guy she wanted, he had money, and she tried to train him how to fuck her. Fair, but lackluster she told me.
…..We sneak and fuck as often as we can. A phone call and the words: “playhouse”, gets our hearts to pumping fast.
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…You’ll have to excuse me now, I can’t write anymore of our story.
….I just got a phone call…. My sisters voice said: “My house, he’s left to go out of town.“…“click“. ….that call has gotten my attention.
Goodbye for now…..
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(Trish…)
….I hung up the phone from calling my brother. My girlfriend Brandi and I giggled loud…
“That’s all it takes, and he’ll come over?” Brandi said.
“Yep, his birthday is this week and this will my little present for him. He’ll get to fuck both of us!… Now you go and get undressed and get into bed and wait. Your going to get the best fuck of your life, girl!”

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Author’s NotesScene two is slightly violent / degrading.
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CHAPTER THREE:
Scene 01: Lykos – Sex? Yes.
Scene 02: Atticus – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? No.
_____________________________LYKOS
Lykos opened his eyes and glanced over at his son.
“What was I saying?” He fisted his hand in Callia’s hair as she stroked his cock. It was soaking wet from her mouth, but she’d taken a detour. He heard her hungry moans as she sucked on his balls, pulling them into her mouth. He watched her little hips rock for a moment, fucking the air as she slapped his cock against her own lips.
Cassius sat across from him, his head tilted as he stared at his sister’s cunt.
“What?” Cassius glanced up at him. “Oh, something about thirty new whores showing up on your doorstep.”Right. Lykos groaned as he felt Callia begin to guide him down her throat. He patted her head. She’d been such a good whore today. The emperor had been extremely pleased with the show she put on. He’d always been pleased with her. Callia had fucked six of his guards in front of him. Then bathed, and served the emperor for hours.
And here the little whore was, on her eighth cock of the day. Her own father’s. And she was hadn’t slowed a bit. She was sucking him greedily, lust filled little moans as she placed sloppy little kisses on his shaft.
“Right. This whore situation is a problem,” he informed his son.
Cassius’s eyes never left Callia. Lykos didn’t blame him. Callia in action was a sight worth seeing. Gods, she had worked those fucking cocks today. He was almost proud of her.
“Failing to see how more whores is a problem, Father.”
Lykos pushed his daughters head down on his cock, filling his throat until her mouth was nestled snuggly at the base of his cock, and then he fucked it. Short little strokes deeper into her mouth until he knew she needed to breath. She pulled back choking, but her mouth was back on his cock in an instant.
“The whores aren’t here just for work. They want to work here for sanctuary. Another half dozen whores, and two noble girls have been found dead. That the whores are showing up here makes it look like we had something to do with it, like we’re behind the killings because we have something to gain by it.”
Cassius rubbed at the dark circles under his eyes.
“I need you to find this killer, my son. I need him broken and confessing. And then I need him killed. Publicly. Violently.”
His son’s eyes narrowed. “I prefer killing in the dark.”
He felt his daughter’s mouth tense around his cock.
“Don’t frighten Callia while she’s got a cock in her mouth,” he chided. “I’d hate to have to whip her for using teeth. She was such a good girl today.”
Cassius stilled, and then he stood up abruptly. “I’ll leave immediately. I may not be back until Sun’s Day. The whore is mine when I return.”
He leaned forward and slapped his little girl’s ass, spread her cheeks wide open to trail a finger up her soaking wet slit.
“I’m sure I’ll be done with her by then.”
Cassius left, the door slamming behind him. He gently pushed Callia’s head off his cock. “Lean back, show Daddy what they did to your pussy, Baby.”
His little girl grinned up at him, and leaned back against the floor. She spread her legs wide open for him, tilting her pelvis up to give him a good view. She spread her cunt wide open, her fingers pulling apart her tiny, pink inner lips.
“Touch it, baby. Show Daddy how you play with it.”
She moaned and leaned her head back against the ground as her fingers trailed up her wet little slit. She slapped at her clit and then worked slow circles around it. He slid down onto the floor next to her, and squeezed one of her little tits in his hand as his little girl rubbed her own pussy.
Her hips rocked off the ground as she fingered her clit, and her eyes met his. She stared into his eyes, her tongue sliding over her bottom lip.
He kissed her forehead. “You like when Daddy watches you touch it?”
She giggled and moaned up at him. “I like it better when Daddy fucks it.”
He laughed, stroking one of her nipples between his fingers.
“Do you want daddy to fuck your little cunt, Callia?”
Her hips rocked off the floor to meet the finger she’d just slid into her wet little cunt. “I always want my daddy to fuck my wet little cunt.”
Who was he to say no? After all, that little cunt – and her mouth, and her ass – had earned him an obscene amount of coin today.
He climbed between her legs and she spread them even wider. He pushed his cock against her entrance, and grabbed her hips. When he slid inside her, it was hard enough that her little tits bounced with the force of his stroke. He dug his fingers into her hips, stroking slowly now, pushing himself so deep inside his little girl’s willing, soaking body. She threw her head back, and pushed her hips against his. Her strokes were lazy, but her little hole was so wet, so fucking hot around his cock.
She bit her lip, smiled up at him. Gods, when she made that face, she looked just like her mother. He’d fucked Breena just like this, so many times. Her naked and wet, legs spread as she begged for his cock.
He leaned over Callia and kissed her mouth, tentatively, the way he’d kissed her mother. He’d never kissed their child before.. The thought had never crossed his mind. Callia froze at first, and then she pushed her mouth against his as his cock drove in and out of her cunt. He pounded her after that, fucking her rougher than he ever had before. His cock filled his child, the little girl that the only woman he’d ever loved had carried in her belly. He covered her mouth, squeezed her tits, fucked her until her cries consumed him. And then he fucked her harder. He felt his daughter’s cunt spasm around him. She was going to cum with his cock inside her.
He didn’t last long after that. She’d taken so many cocks, and he’d loved watching it. Every minute of his little whore preforming and he stared at her sweet little face as his balls emptied deep inside her cunt.
She laid on the ground, torn, spent unable to move, and he spread her legs wider to see the thick white cum inside her cunt. The same cum that that he’d pumped into her mother so many years ago.
She smiled up at him. “Thank you, Daddy.”
He kissed her head. “Go to bed, child.”
*ATTICUS
He’d managed to find the little whore before she’d been given breakfast.
He sat back on the edge of his bed, naked. Cock throbbing.
He’d made her sit and watch as he ate his own meal. He’d savored every bite, chewed slowly. Ensured that he fully described how delicious it was.
Callia had sat naked at his feet, hands bound behind her back. She tried so hard to look patient, but he could hear her stomach growling beneath him. When he finished, he didn’t move immediately. He just sat back, arms crossed over his chest. Atticus fucking hated his father’s bastard daughter; the whore he’d whelped on some Celtic slave. His brothers couldn’t see past their own cocks. They saw her as a pretty whore, a willing mouth, a wet cunt. He saw her as something disgusting. A piece of filth that didn’t deserve the air she was allowed to breathe.
He dumped what was left on his plate in a little bowl and sat it in front of her. He poured the smallest bit of water in a matching bowl and placed it beside the first. He checked the rope he’d tied around her hands. It was secure.
“Eat.”
She bit her lip as she looked down at the dishes he’d given her, and she looked back up at him.
“I.. I c-can’t. Now with my hands tied, Atticus.” She kept her eyes on the floor, as if that would somehow make up for her disobedience.
He slapped her, back handed her, with all of the force he could put behind it. He felt his knuckles against her mouth, and when he looked down at her he smiled as the small trickle of blood on her bottom lip.
He took her jaw in his fingers, digging hard into the skin and bone.
“You want to fuck like a dog, little sister? Stick your ass up in the air for every cock that passes by you?” He guided her face down to the bowls. “Then eat like a dog, Bitch.”
He could see her jaw tightening, the slow blush of red in her cheeks. Her eyes were shiny, bright with tears. His cock tensed. That’s it, cry for me, you little whore.
He stroked his cock slowly as he watched her bend forward to eat the scraps off his plate. At first she sniffled and whimpered, but then some fucking kind of resolve, some determination, crossed her eyes as she finished. She stuck her ass up in the air as she stuck her face in the bowl, and when she finished, she looked up at him. She looked pleased with herself. Defiant.
He slapped her again, this time with enough force to knock her off her knees and to the floor. She curled in on herself, the trickle on her lip bigger. More red. Her arms were tied behind her back, and she struggled to get up off the floor.
He grabbed her by the back of the neck, his other hand fisted in her hair, and guided her face to her water bowl. “Drink it, bitch.”
It was a struggle, but the little cunt obeyed. She tried her hardest to lap up water with her tongue, but it was difficult. Such is the problem with bitches in little girl bodies. His cock was hanging heavy between his legs, and he was growing impatient.
He pulled her back up on her knees. “Time for tea, little sister. Can’t have a whore like you breeding, now can we?”
He grabbed one of the two cups of whores-tea he’d grabbed from the kitchens and held her by the throat with the other hand.
“Face up to the sky. Open your mouth.”
Her body shook, but she obeyed.
He poured the tea sloppily into her open mouth. It ran down the sides of her cheeks as she choked on it. This was why he’d brought two cups. He knew the little cunt would spill. He didn’t expect his hound to have table manners, why would the little whore be any better?
He filled her mouth with the rest of the cup, and she managed to choke a little less this time. The tea still dripped down her cheeks, and her eyes watered with hot tears that he hoped were painful. He rubbed her jaw with his thumb.
“Looks like you need a bit more. Do try not to spill so much this time.”
He emptied half of the second cup into her open mouth, and she choked. Coughing, gasping for air, spat the foul tea all over his floor.
He backhanded her.
When she looked up at him, her eyes were bleak and tears were pouring down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, Atticus.”
He laughed. “Not yet, you aren’t. But you will be.”
He shoved her forward, hand on the back of her neck. He pushed her face to the ground. She was on her knees, hands behind her back, dirty face on the ground, looking at him. She trembled, whimpered, but she kept her ass high up in the air, her legs spread wide for her own fucking brother. She was disgusting.
When he slid his hand between her legs, her cunt was wet.
“Tell me, bitch. Which of your brother’s cocks do you enjoy most?”
She looked back at him, her eyes wide. He could see her mind spinning.. In fear. That puzzled him. That question should have shamed her, not made her afraid.
He frowned. Titled his head. “It’s a simple question, Bitch. You spread your legs for every man in your family. Whose cock do you like best?”
“Father’s,” she finally admitted. But..
“You’re lying.” He grabbed her chin and twisted it up to meet his face and she cried out in pain. “Why are you lying to me? It’s a simple question. Hector’s? Gaius’s? Surely not Marcus’s.”
“I’m not lying.” Her voice shook. “I j-just.. I’m a whore, Atticus. And I like it best when Daddy fucks me. I like it best when my own father cums inside my cunt.”
He flipped her over on her back. She was still lying, but hearing the little bitch talk about how much she loved her father’s cock.. She made him sick.
He forced her legs open. She was so tiny. Such a filthy cunt to be so little. He laid his cock between her legs, on her stomach. He slapped it against her, his balls heavy as he measured it against her. If he just let his balls lay against her cunt, the tip of his cock was higher than her naval. He did like that. Having such a tiny little whore at his mercy. He slapped one of her little tits, and she cried out.
Her nipples were so hard, and no matter what he did to her her cunt would be wet and slick. For her brother, no less. She would enjoy his cock, probably cum around it.
He slapped her face again. Harder, ripping open the little barely-healed cut on her lip. And then he slapped her again. He hated that she made his cock so fucking hard, made it throb and ache to be inside her. She was worthless. She was disgusting, and yet he couldn’t seem to stop himself from using her. It was her fault. Not his.
He rolled her over, gripped her legs, forced her on her knees and her head back to the ground. “That’s it, ass up in the air like a bitch in heat. You want this cock, don’t you? Want to be fucked?”
She whimpered.
“Yes,” she whispered softly, her voice full of tears.
He would not fuck her cunt. That’s what she wanted, wanted his cock to slam inside her wet little hole.
He didn’t bother himself with getting her asshole wet. He wiped the tiny bit of her wetness that was on the tip of his cock on her leg and positioned himself right at the entrance to her ass.
He didn’t work it in. Didn’t try to make it easy on her.
He positioned the head of his cock, raised on his knees, and wrapped on arm around her waist while he forced his cock deep in her ass. Her body tightened, and he could feel the muscles clench as her scream echoed in his room.
Her body, subconsciously, tried to deny him entrance. She fought against him, but she’d taken too many cocks in her ass the day before. It was still tight. Still deliciously dry. But just loosened enough that she could do nothing to stop him. On his second attempt, he was inside her. His balls rested against her wet cunt and he felt her ass so fucking tight around him. She was screaming, but not in pleasure. Begging, but not for him to fuck her.
He pulled out, and forced himself back in. Again. Two hard thrusts as he took her hair in his hands and pulled her face around so he could see the hot tears on her cheeks.
“Why pretend like you don’t like it? I heard how many cocks you took in this little ass.” He pounded her, his words punctuated by heavy thrusts. “I heard about how many times you came with strange men’s cocks inside you, you worthless little cunt. Don’t pretend.”
He forced her knees closer together, making her even tighter around him. He wanted to fucking destroy her. When he pulled her face back to him by the hair. “Did you beg for their cum while our father watched?”
She didn’t meet his eyes, but she nodded. And when he felt her ass starting to move back against him, he hit her in the side of her head with his fist. Then he let go of her hair.
Her face slammed into the stone floor, and she writhed, trying to push the hurt side of her face into her shoulder. She was really crying now, and his cock pounded inside her, jerking, making his stomach tighten as he heard her weeping quietly.
“You think you’re special, don’t you Bitch? Because men can’t keep their hands off you.” He hissed. “I know Callia. You think you’re something because the fucking Emperor used to pump that sweet, tiny little cunt full of royal cum. He couldn’t keep his hands off you when you were a girl, and you think that makes you better than me. But that was a very long time ago, Bitch. You’re nothing. Nothing.”
He stroked her back. With his fingernails. Dug them into her flesh, watching red tracks spread behind where he touched. “What’s wrong, darling sister?”
She tried to arch away from him.
“You’re h-hurting me.” She whimpered, and it undid him. He pounded her, harder, faster, trying to fuck through her. He heard her crying beneath him, and he felt powerful. Alive. Strong. He pulled out. He gripped her ass in his hands, pulling it wide open to see the red, fucked raw little hole. The hole his cock had violated, stretched wide.
And then he stood up and kicked her. Used hit foot to roll her over onto her back.
“What’s wrong, Baby Sister? Didn’t get to cum?” He bent over and spat in her face. “Good.”
He gripped his cock, slapped it hard against her cheek. Then he stroked it, his eyes focused on the blood on her lip, the tears in her eyes, and his spit pooled just to the left of her nose.
Three strokes. That was all it took, and he shot his cum right onto her disgusting little face.
He sat down next to her, watching her sniffle and try to pull herself together.
He smiled to himself, a cruel, triumphant grin as he leaned down and whispered in her ear. “By the way, father’s waiting for you. And he’s so very, very angry with you Callia. And if I were a betting man, I’d bet I might not have to see that filthy little face around here for much longer. Today may very well be the day. What have you done this time?”
*CASSIUS
Cassius arrived home early, covered in blood. His sword needed cleaned. Desperately. His knuckles were busted open, swollen and inflamed. Every muscle in his body ached. Gods, was twenty-eight really that old?
He wanted Callia. Now, underneath him, wrapped around him. He was too tired to beat her. But he hadn’t been able to sleep the night before replaying her over and over in his mind, taking those cocks like a little champion.
Someday, she would be his, and he would be the one arranging for her to be fucked. And then he’d beat her, while she was still covered cum and fuck her senseless. Show her how it was really done.
He stripped off his blood-stained clothing as he turned down the hall that led to the underground slave pens and frowned.
The door to the Hole was open. He hadn’t seen it open in years. Two slaves were inside, mopping the floor under the flogging rack. Both were sobbing quietly as they cleaned, and when he entered, both jumped.
He gestured around. “Who was punished in here?”
Neither answered him, their sobs had become louder as they both backed away from him, away from the instruments of pain his father kept in that room. Lykos didn’t enjoy pain as a part of sex. But he was skilled in the art of punishment. His father took pride in that.
“Who was punished? I order you to fucking tell me.”
A slave whose name he didn’t know stared at the ground.
“C-Callia, Dominus. Your sister.”
He didn’t remember grabbing the girl. The next thing he knew, his fingers were digging into her arms and she was screaming in pain. Begging. He shook her, hard. The small bowl of water she was holding clattered to his feet.
“What did they do to her?”
Tears were pouring down the terrified slave’s face. He could see red spatter on the floor. The other girl had been cleaning a.. He shook the girl harder. His voice thundered.
“F-flogged. Dominus. About an hour past.”
A theives’ punishment. He felt every muscle in his body tense. He could barely see the girl he has holding through the sheet of red in front of his eyes. His heart, raging beats pounded in his ears.
“Why?” His voice was flat. Eerily calm, even to him.
“One of her men. A regular. He left and realized he was missing a r-ring. He said she must have taken it.”
He tried to breathe. To ease up on the girl’s arms.
“How many times?”
“Twenty-seven. O-one for every d-denarii he said the ring was worth.”
He let go of her arms. “Do you know where she is?”
“G-Galla took her to clean her wounds. The slaves’ baths, I t-think, Dominus.”
He was out the door before he realized he’d moved, heavy, running footfalls as he took the stairs down to the slave pens. The door to the baths was locked and he kicked it open, a satisfied smile as the lock splintered through the wood.
Galla rushed at him. The weathered old woman in charge of cleaning and feeding the whores had terror in her eyes but she lunged at him any way.
“You get out of here, Cassius.” The old woman seethed as she tried to march him to the door. She barely came up to his chest. “She’s hurt. You’ll just have to wait. I’m not letting her leave this room.”
He couldn’t respond to her. Couldn’t look at her. He barely noticed her as he stared at Callia’s poor, little bloodied back. She was passed out, sleeping or unconscious on the island of the bathtub. He staggered, and Galla slapped at his chest.
“For the love of Jupiter, she can’t take another beating.”
His little sister stirred, and her eyes opened wide with fear. And then she saw him. And the relief in her eyes hurt him somewhere deep in his chest.
She was on her feet in a second, staggering over to him. She shoved past Galla and then her arms were around his neck. He melted. He struggled to find a way to embrace her without touching her back, and settled for one hand on the back of her head, and another on the curve of her arm. He gripped her to him, and didn’t let go even when he head Galla’s surprised gasp.
Callia was crying into his chest, and Galla was staring at them, not bothering to hide her shock. Fuck. That was not good.
She pushed Callia away from him gently, but what he did next was nowhere near gentle.
He was holding the old woman against the wall, his sword to her throat.
“I don’t know what you think you just saw, old-”
“Cass.” Callia was pulling at his arm, her eyes wide as she stared up at him. “Don’t.”
She looked afraid.
The old woman, however, did not. She just stood very still, and met his eyes. She gave him as much of a nod as she could with his sword against her throat.
“They could kill me. I won’t say a word. I raised that girl, Cassius. My own daughter nursed her after her mother died. I love her, too.”
Too. Fuck. She knew. The cunning old woman had seen it. He knew he’d probably live to regret it, but he released her. He helped Callia back to the edge of the tub.
“I need someone to go to the market. How’s your memory, old woman?”
“Sharper than yours.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to remember what went in the salve he needed to make.
He was a killer, not a healer. He listed off the few ingredients he remembered, and Galla stopped him.
“You want to make the salve her mother used to put on your back.”
He frowned. “How do you know of this?”
She smiled, her eyes sad. “Breena was my friend, child. And you were always her favorite. She loved you. She didn’t hate your mother because she wanted her husband. She hated how Lyssandra treated you. She’d have killed her for it, given half the chance.”
Instead, Lyssandra had killed her.
Galla patted his arm, a gentle gesture he wasn’t used to from anyone but Callie.
“I’ll go get what you need. Take care of her until I return.”
He was left alone with his little sister, and he watched her whimper as she slept. She burned with fever and he burned with rage. He was going to kill them all. Dance in their blood. Give their heads to Callie as a sign of his love.
He wondered if she’d like that.

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How we entered the incest

How we entered the incest
Firstly I must apologize in advance that because of my English.
I hope you understand my story well.
That Friday, when mom came home from work, unpleasantly surprised me by saying that tomorrow morning I’ll go with her into the cottage, because Dad has to work through the weekend, on an important overhaul companies, and that I and this way, not doing anything clever at home, so I could bass a little to help her around the garden. I was furious, but I still had to go with it. Late evening when Dad returned from work, gave us instructions on how and what to Bay, to uproot the weeds around a million fry, and even stupidity. Fuck this, is just one weekend. I will survive.
Saturday morning somewhere around eight hours, a mother enters my room and wakes me to slowly get up and prepare for departure.
Here I will, slowly asleep on me.
Come arise, don’t be lazy, do you know how nice there.You was not there long time. You will see.
Yeah, one hundred percent.
I got up dressed and descended down to drink coffee, which my mother cooked. We drank coffee and slowly moved towards the cottages. Of whole, we drove two hours until we arrived. I was a dead tired, from driving, and as soon as we arrived I brought a chair and sat down under a large cherry tree. The house was a bit stuffy, because they didn’t came two weeks. Mom began to present things from the car, which was swept and inserts them into the house. It was so peaceful and quiet. I was pleasantly.
Will you that I prepare coffee?
Would be cool refreshment. After some half an hour, mom comes in wearing a coffee tray and said to me:
Go into the house and bring the little plastic table, and one chair for me.
I got up and went to bring the table and chair. I went back to put them under the tree and she put tray on the table.
Oh, now it is easier for me, I change clothes, it’s so hot.
Could you change clothes and if you want a little to help me in the garden later. Yes I will help you, because I came – I said to her.
As Mom sat on the chair and got a coffee pot that pours in a cup.
Then I actually registered the following:
sitting on a chair with open legs while pouring coffee, so I saw her white panties that cover her pussy between the thighs, because she dressed a terribly short skirt of Texas, which I never before seen, and above the light green T-shirt, on the suspenders under which the freely of her big tits striker, that I saw while pre-tended to the table.
So she wore light clothes. I thought. I looked directly at her breast, exempt, no brassiere, they were free to swing. Mom then crossed her legs, the bay in a chair drinking coffee. Skirt she was so short that I could see almost the entire ass when she crossed legs. I must admit it was not inherent for her.
I have not commented on anything. We drank coffee and then mom got up and said:
I go here to the gardens to look what happens, if you want to come with me? Here’s to drink coffee.
I drank coffee and went for her, behind the house to the garden. We have entered the stalk among major tomato and bean, and she began talk to me: later in the afternoon we will, well watered and before that to uproot all the weeds that grew during the while they are not coming.
Fuck my job. pulling weeds. I thought. Mom is bowed and began to shock weeds that grew around the stems of plants. She bowed forward, and her skirt is pulled upwards, so that I clearly see her bare thighs. Like true maniac, I knelt on the field, meter from her, in the next row tomato stems and began to twitch weeds, watching the white pants under skirts of my mother. Briefs are a part of it were inserted between the cheeks. Fucking, she is not normal. Whether it is at all aware that she show all. I look. Better to keep quiet.
How do you go, Marco – said to me, mama.
Extra, super, very interesting.
Kidding me, eh?
Nah seriously I did not guess that this interesting twitch weeds – as I told her very seriously.
It is better here. Than you stayed at home, what would work, did not. At least you have clean air.
You’re really right.
Then the mother turned to me. So I could not look into her pants and her ass under the skirt. Bent as it continues to shock weeds, walking backwards, and she, opened a new cinema for me. Instead of her ass, now I saw her big boobs, how vibrant the left to the right. As she many moments bent down so I could see the dark circles and nipples on her boobs.
You are tired Marco – mama said, after some fifteen minutes.
No, no problem.
We will, finish it in less than an hour.
We will, for sure – I replied.
After a minute or two, could be heard calling from the front part of the yard.
Helenaaaaa – it was a female voice.
Mom straightened and said: I’m here in the garden behind, here I come – then turned to me and said – this is Maria, our neighbors, from the village.
Then she went to court, front of the house to say hi to her.
Come on Marco, to meet with her, she knows that I have a son, but she had never seen.
I went to my mom, walked in front of me, swinging her ass in short skirts.
When you come? – Asked Maria, who was standing next to a sturdy man.
Before the two hours, approximately, Hi – mama said. They shook hands.
Mom to handle with her and with the large man, who stood by the end of Maria, then turned to me and said:
This is my son, Marco, this is Stefan and Maria, our neighbors.
This is your son – said Maria – your mom just talk about you.
Hi Marco, give me a hand Stefan, husband of Maria.
We Manage, and mom said to me, Marco, go into the house and bring another two chairs. I am going to make a coffee.
Then Mom and I went into the house.
What are these peasants mom?
Dont so, they are so good people, you know how many times they helped me and Dad, in particular Stefan, whenever something needed to be raised, Stefan has always been here, you know that Dad can not raise difficult .
Ok,ok I just asked.
Then I exit the house and put a chair under a tree, and neighbors are settled, in which two were already there. I started a stupid story with them, Maria did not shut her mouth, right talebearer, story two hundred per hour, while Stefan spoke just a word. They shook my head and laughed silly. In this happens, my mother, carrying coffee for us four, and drop them on the table. Mommy sit on a chair next to me. Exactly opposite Stefan, cross the legs so that she discovered her naked thighs, almost to the ass.
Mama began with a story about Maria vegetables. I am drinking coffee, looking around the yard. Then I noticed, as Stefan at times looking in, bare thighs of my mother. Simply swallow them, the eyes. I’m still looking around, indifferent, while my mom and Maria discussed. In fact, I watched Stefan, to measure my mom. As he stops to view its huge tits. Practically he touched them, his eyes, then his view down below, to the naked thighs, from my mother, his eyes wanted to pass under her skirt. Watch it, old peasant, he would fuck her, I thought, fucking him.
He would destroy her, as a child rattles, when he grabbed her. Ooh mother, you have eyes, do you notice how he looks at you. His wife, nor anything she is not registered, says the mill, does not close his mouth. Then mom stood up and moved into the house, to bring the juice and glasses. While she left, spinning the ass, I noticed Stefann view, follows her, his eyes were stuck to her round meaty ass. When the mother returned, carrying two glasses and a bottle, I saw exactly how Stefan eyes look in the mother’s sise, under shirts, while she poured the water, and added the cup, leaning slightly toward him.
Although, he would fuck her, because he comes to help them, hell he carts here, and helped my dad only way. Maria and Stefan sat another hour, then rose up and went home.
Tonight come to us – said Maria on departure.
We shall see – match mom – that Marco and I finish our job, and if I do not was tired, maybe we come.
If you need anything, call me Jelena – said Stefan, to my mother.
Thanks, I know whom I can always count – replied my mother, with a smile.
Then the two went, and mom said to me, to go back to the garden, and finish our job, until the sun starts to roasting. We returned to the garden and continued to twitch grass and weeds next to the vegetables. Mom again bowed while the shock weeds, so I could once again staring at her ass and pants, which were entered between her cheeks, and in her huge tits that slaughter left right.
And then the thought passes through my head, as Stefan watched my mom and swallowed his eyes, he had to fuck her. What I’m more thinking about the idea more and more burned me, as I really like to see, as Stefan fuck, because his views were full of desire, as simple, but you can see exactly to fuck her to madness. Is the mother at all aware that, in fact, may already fuck with him, when he offered her help and she tells him, I know of you always can count. It has been somewhere around two hours, and the sun is roasting wholesalers, and then Mom said:
Let’s go now to the house to rest and to eat something, and later, when the shade will continue to be, right?
It’s a good idea, but I’m sweaty.
I’m naked water today is very hot.
We entered the house and closed the door to heat would not be entered. This is our cottage was not anything special, dining room and kitchen, one bedroom and bathroom. The room was a double bed, a shelf and a small TV. In addition to the dining room table in one corner armchair bed, which could have been asleep. Bathroom sink and only a small shower cabin.
What do you want to lunch, I swept some meat to roast us?
Okay lunch later, now I can not, I want to rest a little.
Well I’m going to be showering, and you sit relax.
Then Mom enter the bathroom, and began with shower, and I sit on the chair, giving the legs of a chair. After 15 minutes mom called me from the bathroom: Marco, Marcooo.
Say – I answered it.
Please, bring me, clean underwear, panties and brassiere, is located in the third drawer , I forgot to take it.
Wait, I’m going.
I got up went into the room and opened the third drawer on the shelf. In it were found mother’s panties and brassiere, it was two black brassiere, a white brassiere, and a yellow, three pairs of black cotton panties and a pair of white shorts. I took her panties with my hand and smell it, smelled at, Refresher washing. Never before, did not, something like, smelled mother’s panties. I took one black shorts, begins them, and knocked on the door of the bathroom. Behold.
She opened the door, giving me a hand. She was wearing the same skirt, T-shirt, which she still wore.
You want something else – I asked.
No, I will remain in this skirt and this T-shirt, they can at least sweat.
Good.
After a minute, they leave the bathrooms, and sitting on a chair across from me. “Uh, that we are before taking a shower, now I’m like new.
I said nothing to her, but I asked her, as without much thinking.
Mom, do not you embarrassed to wear a skirt so short, and the T-shirt in front of other people.
What do you mean, so we are just here.
Not now, but a little before, in front of Stefan.
Why? – Asked me astonished.
I mean, you’re a little freer trained, I know, the heat, but again, hi is still a man. He saw me so many times, what has to do, after all, I do not care I’m on my yard, I can to dress the way I want, by the way you see how hot.
Everything I understand, but do not you noticed, as well as he looks, I was a little uncomfortable?
How he looks at me, I have noticed?
You kidding to me, or you not really noticed.
She fell silent for a short time, and said: Yes, I noticed, but I do not care, let him look, after all, has to see something, but can only watch, does not it? ”
I laughed and added:” You know what, I did not know you were so dangerous, well these are some new moments.
She just laughed, cross her legs, on the other side.
You claim to him, mouth water, if the father noted that he staring at you?
“Mom laughed again, almost saucy, and asked me: what do you think?
I have no idea, how can I guess so, Stefan staring at you, so obvious.
So you see, your dad, it generally does not register, it tells you how he paying attention to me.
Do not kidding me, Dad had not noticed?
No, I swear, why I lied to you, you only, for now, which is noted. Stefan was a good day, because, as he knows how to staring at me.
Mother, I can not believe, and do not to say that he is not flirting with you?
Ha ha ha ha, – mother began to laugh out loud – wave their hands – not – she said – did not flirt with me, he is a real log, where he knows how to romance a woman, and it was brought Maria.
Then the laughter stopped and she said, you know, that once married, bring your girlfriend, and that’s how it is, so that he flirting with me and romance, so I would like to see how it looks, he just strike and hard work . He is not guy who knows how to approach women, what is with you.
Yes, you’re right, as you read, every honor you. You’re incredible, I swear. I did not know, you’re such a dangerous woman.
You do not know much more about me, but I’m your mother, about that, I can not talk with you?
Do not Give kidding, tell me, please, come on now when you start, do not kidding, tell me, come on, mother, tell.
She began to laugh as perky, slightly shaking her head.
Come on, mama tell me now I vividly interested, come on do not be cheeky, to say.
She continued to laugh, then said to me: Look, I’ll tell you, but on this, even the word father, it is clear? Quote you understand?
No problem, remains between the two of us.
Swear it, Marco, come on, swear it!
I swear, everything you say, remain here, between these four walls.
Top of my impatience to hear what she has to say. And mom finally began to talk.
You know, that I never put on this, I like free, except for when I get here. Last year, when we did something here, came to help us, Stefan and Maria. I was dressed like this, then I noticed, Stefan looks to me. Understand?
Yes, and?
I’m cooked lunch for us all, and while I was preparing supplies, they sat at the table, I noticed, Stefan looks to me in the chest, while I set up plates, and more. Then I fell to my mind, silly ideas, rather than put the bowl with soup on the table, I began to cuttlefish separately. And when I stood, next to Stefan, I have him back in the pouring plate, I see how it scans my tits, I intentionally, bent slightly forward.
Realize, I have deliberately provoked.
And what happened?
Wait, slowly, listen, tell you more.
Later in the evening we went to them, drinking, and while we sat at the table, I accidentally push the tray on the carpet, and Stefan the same time, it is bent up. And then, I had a short skirt, like this, and as he bent down, here beside me, I am the way, as if by chance, a few more legs crossed and see how he staring at my thighs, under the skirt. Since then, I began to provoke him, whenever I had the opportunity to do, so – said through laughter.
Do not kidding, you really are crazy, why are you doing it?
I do not know, it amuses me, I feel good then. When I know that watching me, just a man wants me, it was so obvious. And to tell you this, once helped us in the garden, we dug, i all the time, deliberately dig in front of Stefan and curves, he can look me in the ass under the skirt, I think, it was crazy, huh ha ha ha, and two weeks ago, when we were here, Stefan came to help Dad around the protective fence, I sit on the grass, in this my short skirt, deliberately spread thighs, slightly – again, she began to laugh – and Stefan, when he noticed that my thighs were spread, that he could see my panties, instead, to knock nail, hit himself on finger with a hammer – when I broke the laughter – and your dad tells him, the god of Stefan where are you looking at? Then Mom began to laugh loudly.
And I laughed Mom provocation Stefan poor, which crush mama like a monkey.
So whenever you come here, you’re dressed the mini skirt, only that he would become hard up, because so?
She showed her head affirmatively through laughter – Do not you say something about this your dad, Marco!!! Watch, sworn you were.
I do not, you are amazing!!!
I am dying of laughter.
And what do you think if he tried something? how would you defend?
No matter, to try anything on, just turns red in the face and remain confused,He is shy.
What if the spins on his head?
About this I am thinking several times, parole – again said with a cynical laugh.
So he probably jerk off on you, I thought, but I dare say.
Something you wanted to say?
No, just think!
What?
The poor Stefan, as Pallice him, and he wretch …
I do not care. It is interesting to me is.
Mom, Mom,you raise his lust, and when he went home, hitting his head against a wall.
She fire up in laughter, and when the ram on the issue, and you saw today how gaper as catfish.
So you will see tomorrow if he comes, what will I do to him, he has go to die because of lust. Want to see? You want proof?
You serious Mom???
I will, if you want to make sure. You just watch from the side and laugh.
So let us go at them tonight, they called us.
OK, let’s go Marco, we’ll be laughing.
My mom really is not normal, making it fun, Heating a simple peasant, that it is what, really perverted.
I can hardly wait to fall evening, and somewhere around eight in the evening we went to Maria and Stefan. Their house was one mile away from us, near the forest when you go down the way, although it was not far off we have the car. Mama consulted me what to put on, to be a provocative way. I crept right into the game its totally unconscious. She chose a white shirt with buttons below it wore a black brassiere, which could be seen under the shirt. Drew is that the same texas mini skirt that still wore a shirt is encased in the skirt so that her boob came to the fore and still see the black and hone the total erotica.
She opted for the high-heeled slippers. When we appeared at the door of their house Stefan opened the door. When he saw my mother, I saw a true change in his face. We went into one room, which was probably a living room, and Mom sat on the chair in the corner of the cross legs. My mom has started her show immediately.
In this and Maria comes from the kitchen and sat at the end of my chair, and Stefan sat at the head table beside me. It is true he is the best place to look to my mom. Mariaa arose and went into the kitchen, pours the juice, and boiled coffee for all, while mom told Stefan, as we now pulls out weeds and irrigate the garden. I am looking at the tv and then remarked, as mom, back legs in a normal position, spreading them slightly, then I looked at Stefan, who was a frantic scene.
Mom’s skirt was short and way, and as she gently spread her legs so they are at that moment saw the black panties, very clear. Then arose as to move the pad, that she was behind her back on the chair so that he almost could see and her ass, which is a cheeky spin left right, and as a cushion to adjust. Poor Stefan, stared as the monkey, I think his dick blown up to the ceiling, as my dick began to rise, from mom’s performances. Then mom was so cheeky that it has done the following: When she improved pad on the chair, came up to Stefan, who was sitting on a chair next to me, and bowed down in front of him, he looked, what it blister on her shoulder. As she bowed, shirt slightly open so that her big tits in her black brassiere, quite clearly, were just in front of Stefan nose.
He told her not to see anything that would pinch, and mom turned and went to the chair, looking me directly in the eye. As her ass down on the chair, so highly raised right leg, cross over left, so Stefan, and I with him, clearly able to see my mother’s groin, and black cotton panties that I added her today after a shower. At this point, Stefan, to catch the hands of the table, as if he wanted something, does not in fact it was a spontaneous reaction on the hard man. Then mom, crossed legs, push it deeper into the chair so that her skirt so move the back, it was discovered that almost the whole thigh to ass. In this comes Maria, carrying coffee and juices. My mom did not stop to talk, Stefan about the garden all the time, performed her erotic performance. Only when he came to Maria, she continues to talk with her. Poor Stefan, was in mighty pain, but I was not even on the smaller. My dick I was so hard that I could be lifted to a purpose.
Stefan could only think? We sat with them one hour about half ten, and my mom all the time, wiggle and spin in the chair while talking with Maria and Stefan, and targeted him burned and provoked him. She is so subtle, as not all intentional, as if by chance, so all the time, Maria did not notice anything. Simply incredible, I had no idea how my mom wiz actress for these things. When she got up from the chair, and said that I ought to go to the late Stefan and Maria and the same voice said: Stay a little longer, another half hour at least. Some, already late, and you need to rest, let Marco. I rose from the chair, and move towards the door with my mother, while they followed us. Outside it was pitch dark. We entered the car and my mother said:
Did you see, how he receives as a monkey, and I want to drop dead from laughter every time is the same.
No, you really not normal, what have you done man? Only fell from the chair, when you cross your leg’s, wauu ..
See you? – she said with a giggle – as he grabbed the table, fucking, I thought, he will destroy the table.
In doing so, we came to our house and we parked and close the gate. Outside it was very dark, because the village was not bright on the road, not to say street. We have entered a mom was very proud, for her performance, which was performed this evening, it is seen by the manner in which we spoke. As it is, should someone do all this looks, and that after telling together. And that someone, quite by accident, I was now. When we entered the house, she sat on the chair in the corner, and again began to laugh, happy with herself and what she had done what Stefan. She sat with cross legs and still talked about event, she was the mighty impression.
She continued that the story: when I came to him and told him to look what is on my back, like me a little blister, you see him, as he stared at my chest, like an idiot. “Yes, and when you’re as improved , the cushion on the chair, when you bowed to the way, I think, that he wanted to jump on you, probably controlled, as I was there, but the peak is high when you picked up your leg while you are a cross: you allow him to see it all. He had a clean look in your groin. And I wanted – was dying of laughter-chaos in his head! He is excited as a bull. Although, I never went this far, as tonight, this was the exception, and tonight I may exaggeration. Well, God, you are exaggeration, considering how you are dressed, to the fatal cross your legs really are a bit evil.
Whoever it went down, one to live, should be just fun and try to be nice to me, is not Marco.’re Totally right. She then rose from the chair, and walked into the room to prepare a bed for sleeping. As the door was opened, while preparing a bed, bent, pushed her ass. I am watching her ass wiggle it left to right. My cock, all the time and built tough, so now she starts to play again, but she was not aware of how to operate on me. Then Mom went to the dining room, and again sat on the chair, saying:
I prepared a bed for you there, I’ll sleep here, you have a TV there, if you want to watch.
It does not matter to me, you sleep there, if you want.
No, I sleep here, in the dining room, I get up first, I do not want to wake up you early. Fine, we have fun, tonight and laughed. I have been really been great, just like him to do, I do not know why.
But as you cross your leg’s, like a real professional, an actress.
like this?
She said – again crossed her legs, lifting right leg very high, revealing her groin, and her black panties – she laughed.
Then she lifted her left leg high, and the cross on the right, again revealing her groin and her black panties.
Got something to say, just imagine that Stefan here, he would have died, eh?
The whole time she giggle, like a whore.
And who would not – I replied, while my dick became increasingly harder, in my shorts. What my mom do to me, went through my head. She enjoys her role.
She then rose and stood in front of me, and said the bending, pushing me her tits under my nose, which are clearly seen, that thrive in her black brassiere, through the neck white shirt:
Look, please, something pinch me, on my shoulder Stefan – she said to me with a giggle.
Let’s see – I said my hand down over her back until her ass – there is nothing here, turn.
Mama has stood upright, then turned her back to me, and then she put her ass out, there in front of me.
And here ?
What the blister me, Stefan said to me – mama, dying of laughter, her tears went down her face.
There is Jelena, I answered her, there.
Where, where, Stefan, show me.
You really want, that I show Jelena – I imitated Stefan.
Yea, I really want something bad blister me.
Then I crept right my hand under my mother’s skirt, grabbed her directly to her pussy, between the thigh and then I said to her: Behold, here, here you have a problem !!!
Mom jumped up and screamed like scalded: Are you crazy Stefan? Marcoooo, you fucking idiot …. silly, I do not know what I’m talking, what are you doing this, one fool … you touch my pussy!
Well, we play, mom, because we play!
The room was filled with the erotic charge.
Come on Marco, but this game is not right, fun fun, ok, but your hands, your hand under my skirt ,…. you can’t touch me like this, you can’t touch my pussy, I am your mother, for God’s sake…. ….- already spinning her head as she stood in front of me.
And what do you think, that I react differently than Stefan in such provocation?
Who provokes you, just having fun, what with you Marco – and in that moment my mother looked in the direction of the raised part of my trousers, which was clearly visible. Me at the time was a disgrace.
She began to giggle.
You really are not normal! You are, Craziest than me – and cover her mouth with hand, as if surprised, and ashamed, and said – your dick is raised, hi hi hih iihihiih!
So what, this is normal, and you would be raised, you’re in my place!
My mom burst out laughing at my statement and my adjectives and she pardon my hair:
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Marco. I did not want, it’s not been my intention, we went away with a fun, apologize. I can not believe what I see. Auuuh, her face was red.
Then I decided to go to the end, now I will be playing. I put my hand on the last part of her thighs and slowly retreated up between her thighs, as if caressing. When I reached my hand under her skirt, she said quite, calmly to me:
Marco No, do not do that, Don’t exaggerate, it’s enough!!
I am not Marco, but someone else, Stefan for example – and then handed catch for pussy through panties, and began to slowly squeezing that. I felt little hairs that point my palm.
Marco, now you too far, tend your hand from there!!! Don’t touch my pussy.
I think that I’m not too far, all this is just a game, hard up Stefan and debauched Jelena. You want to play, you have a filthy imagination, now is your opportunity…
Marco, stop it, Marcooo stop – slightly robbed me.
Game, mom, this is just game…. –
Are you sure that this is just a game – my mom was whispering – I think, she like, a touch of my hand, on her pussy.
Mom sighed deeply, untill I pat her pussy under her skirt.
Yeah, Mom, this is our game, I am sure, only ours, and so exciting.
Yes, it is, very exciting. – She whispered. But also very dangerous.
Then I have two moves her skirt lifted on her hips and grabbed my hands to her ass, I leaned her pussy on my face. I began to munch her pussy through her panties, and my mother began to groan.
You see that you are horny for this game – I said to her, as I rose from the chair and let her to sit on the chair where I sat. She sat on a chair, and I kneel in front of her, and her legs raised up on my shoulders, and my head down into her groin. I bite her pussy through panties, and then inclined to the side, and saw the mother’s dark red pussy, hidden among the thick black hair. Began to lick her pussy with my tongue.
It was all slimy and wet. Her hair was entered my nose and mouth, but I did not mind, at this point because I was excited as a young bull. Even the smell of her pussy, I was not bothered that he was not very nice. I slowly lick her lips and sucks her clit. I pushed my tongue into her cunt and my mom Jelena wild with pleasure. Grumble and groaning, spinning ass in a chair, catching me by the head, and twitch my hair.
Aaoo Aoo aaaa aaaa uh uh aooo marcooo AOO .. ooo aaa no sm … ee .. can too … ao Mar cooo … .. oooo – she was screaming – that was good aaaa aooo. I lick her pussy, I do not know how long, and Mom began screaming and sobbing with strong recoil. She ended, as well as unhealthy.
Then she calmed and relaxed her legs on my shoulders. I dropped her feet on the floor and stood up. I began to open the buttons on her shirt, while she watched me dazed. I removed her shirt and her big tits in a black brassiere, have flourished in advance. I dropped her bratel brassiere, over her shoulder and dropped it on her stomach.
Jelena how big your tits are – I said to her, grasping the hands of them. How are large and fleshy, wauuu big boobs, I haven’t seen in my life. I did not. Live. Will see what Stefan have here?
Marco, you better stop, who knows where this will go, I’m your mother. Marcoooo.
I am Stefan …….
I dropped sports pants, with shorts to my knees, my fool is standing upright, with my stomach.
Go to hell, man, what I was born – said my mother, uncontrolled. When she saw my hard dick.
Take it, Jelena, take it, please, do you know how, he is excited about you.
Jelena fly, with her imagination, who knows how far, in that moment and she said:
Give it to me, Stefan, let me see.
Then, my mom, one hand accept the boot hard dick, and another took me to my balls, slowly begins to jerk off to me.
Jelena, soooo, this is nice, as well, wauu as, nice uh!
Stefan, do you like, what I do to you?
Jelena is gorgeous, and put it between your boobs, please, put it, just to feel them.
Then, my mother stood on a chair, took her big boobs in hands, and put my dick between them, and began jerking off, with her tits, to me.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa waaaao it, so, uh, fucking you.
Slowly, Stefan, slowly, this is only the beginning, slowly.
Then my mom take the top glans in her mouth, she is not ceasing, jerk off my my dick, between her huge tits, I felt she drain and top of my dick with her lips, I felt how I can explode for a few seconds.
Jelena so aoooh, aaaah so good – I have my groin pulls back and forth – until I cried tearing. Mom, then let her breasts and took my dick hand, and began to jerk off to me, taking it all the more in her mouth.
Then I felt, as she other hand squeezes my balls, and all the harder it suck her mouth. That was the end, I could not resist any more, I started to finish, I began to injection warm sperm, directly to her mouth.
I finally finished, and she stopped jerking off to me, and pulled my cock out of her mouth, letting him out of his hands.
I swallowed, swallowed – said to me laughing uncontrollably – I swallowed, I can not believe this, I had never happen now, do you hear me, I swallowed your cum! Never in my life I have not swallowed sperm!
I hear, I hear good –
I was beside himself with pleasure, I could not tell at the moment. Legs were barely totter I stood. Mama got up, went to the sink, she began to rinse her mouth, sip water. I’m sat on a chair instead of her, looked at her. Her skirt was still to raise the hips, brassiere hang around the stomach. Then mom resign.
She went to me and said: Stefan, what you have to say?
Jelena, you are unsurpassed, and I will if you break from sex.
Mama then take off panties and drop them on the table, then knelt in front of me and began slowly jerking off cock to me.
Is It was nice to you – she whispered.
Yeah, do not ask. …. I told her, looking right into the eyes.
Would you fuck me? Whispered in my ear.
If you let me to fuck you.
I permit you, and let everything go to hell …….she…. said, straddle me adjust above me.
I took my dick in hand, to adjust to ragged lips of her pussy, and she began slowly to the stuff on my dick. She held his hands behind the back seats of my head, while while her big tits, hop in front of my face. Little by little, she received, the whole my cock in her cunt, and began to rise, and descends in a rhythm, stuff on my dick. Her tits are pampers my stomach, and I catch them in the hands, and began squeeze, slightly astringent, enjoy them. Then I grabbed her two half ass, clutching them to my stuff, more to me, like I was trying to bringing her more on my dick, which was already, whole in her pussy, while her huge tits pressure on the stomach. I accidentally, crossed my fingers through her anus, from which I felt the hair.
It likes me, in addition hard me, and I began to finger, fondle her hairy anus. Mom had me continue to ride, went astray, who knows where, while the stuff on my dick. I began to pushing my finger in her ass, and then mom said to me:
Take it easy, do not push it put hard, only slowly please.
You like my finger in the ass while fuck?
Yeah, but only slowly.
Do not worry about anything, as a way to shove it in your ass?
Aha, so slowly.
I retract, deeper my finger in her ass, and she stronger and faster stuff on my dick. When the finger went up to the end, she procedure through his teeth:
Fuck me, fuck me with your finger in ass, slowly finger in the ass, in, on, only slowly.
I began to slowly to draw, pull a finger in her ass, and she began to scream . AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaajaooooo aaaaa, ah ah ah ah so, aaaaaa, so, so, so, repeat it a thousand times.
Then it shrivel, hugging me around my neck and pressing me boobs getting stronger. Twitch and sobbing, she ended.
Stop stop stop I’m ready ready, jaoo.
Mama to curl up around my neck and totally calm. My dick was still in her cunt, and my middle finger in her ass. I started slowly to pull the finger out of her ass, and she said:
Nooo stop, leave it on! After minutes of silence, I whisper:
Mom ? A? I’m not finished yet.
You will calm, stop where you are in a hurry, stay a little longer so.
Then she made a short pause and said: “Woe, Marco, I fucking with my son, cheat husband with his son, but it was good, I miss this, you have no idea! I had no idea that you fuck so good.
I did not even know that my mom is such a slut, and I never even thought that I fuck my own mother. She is up, and I pull my fingers from her ass. She looked at me a few seconds and then kissed my lips. Once, than again, the second time and third time. Then I began to kiss her, and push my tong in her mouth, and caught her tits to squeeze. My cock which was still in her pussy, began pulsating in gaining re-erection. Then began to kiss her boobs and suck her nipples.
Rise and shifted to me, I want the fucking from behind. She stood up and my cock drop out of her pussy, leaned his hands on the table and shifted to me, that I am fucking her from behind.
Now I’m going to Destroy your pussy, disperse you, Jelenaaa – I screamed in savage ecstasy while I adjust my dick on the lips of her pussy.
Let’s see Stefan, to see how you will disperse me!
Adjust dick and pushed inside. Storm in, as a key in the oiled lock, until the end of the first.
I began frantically to fucking hammering in her ass.
Ah ah ah ah ah waooo….
Slowly, slowly aaaaa, you Maniak, ah ah ah.
I will not be easy, and I want to destroy your pussy. You are born to be fucked, you are born for that, born.
For, I am, because, I am?
Did, did, oh how good is oh, say me, tell?
Yes, aaaaa fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me jaoooo, Aaah.
Fuck you, fucking and fucking aaaa fucking you, you like it. To be a Fuck, Fuck that,
I want to hear?
I like, like, like, aaaaah….
What you like, tell me what you like – I’ve gone wild with excitement.
I love to be fucking, I like it aaaa!
Repeat, I want to hear again.
I like Oh, I like.
Tell all, to the end!
I love to be fucking aaaa – that sent me is so burned that it began to finish.
Coming, coming, coming, waoooo.
Not in, not inside, took it, took out out, out, quick!
Late, aaa, late, ah ah ah – but I managed to pull out, and my mother turned to me and accept my cock in her hand, and began to jerk off to me, while the spraying, the remaining of my sperm, spray on her stomach.
You finish like a horse, come on, shake it, shake everything, so, uh.
Then I turned her back to the table, that her hands rested on the table, and again shifted. I had an unbelievable desire and power to continue fucking her.
I want more, more fucking, I want again to receive it, Jelena you were born for fuck!
Come on, Stefan, come to see you!
I’m not Stefan, I am Marco, your son – I said it, adjust it cock on the lips of her pussy. Play! Now you are Stefan, horny Stefan
.You would want to Stefan, fuck you, dream about him? Therefore, provoke and claim him horny?
Ah ah ah – she was sobbing while I was fucking her, clutching her cheeks.
Tell me mom? You dream, as he fuck you?
I dream and what, we play this is just a game, our dirty game.
What are you slut Jelena, you’d be fucking with those peasant Stefan. Wanted to, he put his dick to you?
I wanted, so what, ooooh! But he is stupid! He does not know that I would fuck with him!
Fantasizing about another one? Tell me, who still dream about.
I do not know, aaahhhhhhh, I do not know.
Then I leaned over her back, grabbing for the tits, squeeze them. I went to the end of her pussy. My mother, began to move her ass, breaking my dick in her pussy.
Jaoooo as nice, jaooo aaaa, as well, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me ah ah ah What are your tits Jelena, like cows, I like big tits, uh, nothing more beautiful, the great tits on a woman. Then Mom began moaning, to twitch. Again had an orgasm, then she began to cry loudly, aaaaa, aaahh, aaaah uuuu ahhh. Then stopped spinning hips and ass, again, is finished. I still could not finish. I pulled out a dick from her pussy, to get a little rest. I was wet. Come into the room on a bed to rest, I said it. She turned me into the room and lay down in bed, on the back, and I lie down beside her.
We lay by a couple of minutes, and then mom took off skirt, which she had built around the waist, stood naked on the bed beside me. Her big tits, they had been poured on the side, as she lay on his back. I turned on the side, to her, and began to catch one tit, and that the grip. Mom was silent and then said:
Why did I say that I’m a whore?
At the moment I was confused, but quickly answered: So when you fantasies about other men, and how they fuck you, how are you fucking with other men. Well, maybe I am a whore, but I fucking with you, then what are you?
You’re right mom, I am not any better, you kidding me?
She laughed.
Come on, you cut me. Why kidding? So, I had the impression that you’re more horny, if I tell you such dirty.
Well, I became more horny, so horny. Just, still not going in my head, that I was fucking with my son ..
I knew, and I saw it.
But, tell me please, if you really have fantasies about it, you have to fuck with Stefan, that it … Jelena was silent, looking at the ceiling and said:
Shit, Marco what we do? Do you hear what you say?
We did what we did, and you tell me, why hide anything now?
Well, I had such a fantasy when I see that he is horny to me, it’s making me horny, normal.
And did you dream about, even on another man, except him?
Hey, now exaggerate Marco ,….
So tell me, why do not you tell me?
Well, yes, I had fantasies – she told me kind of shy.
Tell me just one more thing. Will you?
Let’s hear.
Are you up to now, cheated dad with another man?
Thus anyway, you told me that I’m a whore, slut, why it is important that if I cheat on your dad?
This is not the answer.
Why do you care?
That’s interested in me, simply I want to know.
If I tell you that I am, whether I be even bigger slut then?
Come on mom, moooom, which is a problem, just asking you sincerely.
Yes, I deceived him, Darko (my father) is totally indifferent to me, and I do not remember when we last had a fuck.
You lie?
Why would I lie to you, it is a living truth.
You know what, mom, being honest, you’re a real slut, more over, the really whore, but really, it is, what real make me horny about you, here, now imagine, how would you, blows Stefan’s dick, because, my cock starts to rise again.
I guess not – he said cynically.
Look!
She looked in the direction of my dick, which was slightly increased.
And that, that you such, it is not important, just need to know that I love you, most of the world, no matter what.
She smiled and said: I know what you will, that your slut, once again, blow your cock?
Eh, just to Jelena!
Began to be shifted in position over me, and then stopped, thinking.
What now? – I said,
I’ll blow you, but under one condition!
What condition?
When we have already started to play, and pretending to be, I want to help me, to come true, some of my fantasies.
What fantasy? I do not understand.
Just to let you know, now imagine, how give blowing to uncle Mario.
No shit, that you dreamed about him, and he is your brother!
Ahaa – she said, putting my dick in her mouth. Then she began sucking it to me, and gently jerking off .
You like cock of Mario?
Brother, you got the sweetest cock in the world, how I like giving blow to you, now ,that your sister will give gooood blowing to you, and after that you will give me a good fucking.
Will you?
Yes, sister, I will just blow, don’t talk, Aaah, how nice that you do!
Suck my dick for some time, and I pampers her hairy anus, retract it, gently finger inside. Then let my dick in her mouth, lifted and straddle me while I lay on my back, so it would sit on me. I set up, dick in her pussy and she slowly impale him. Entering slowly, deeper and deeper, and in one moment I felt, as the whole of it. Began to ride me to intervene and hips and ass, and I told her I gripped her big tits, that trip to the rhythm of mother’s impalement on my dick.
Who now imagine – I asked.
For dare to imagine, dare to fulfill my fantasy.
Normally, fantasize freely and loudly, and I want to hear, however relax … with whom you have a fucking tell me?
With Stefan, Aaah how I rode him the way strong and raw … MHM
Five minute’s ago you say, you blow to your brother Mario, now what, Stefann?
It was five min ago, you was Mario, now you are Stefan, waooo MHM MHM uh uh ah .
What you, make horny, with him? What has, that Stefan?
I feel that he has a huge dick to a real buts, mhmmhm mhmmm, strong, strong, raw – my mom said in a trance, while she buckle on me, mixing, all the stronger and better – a, a, a, ah MHM mhmm, the A waoooo, – I die, AAA Stefaaaaaan, aaamhm wao, that sooooo good, oh, how good it is, ah, uf vauuu, how big your dick is, aaaaa – tamping it on my dick, eyes closed, very pampers her clitoris – screamed the finish in the flicker. Then she stopped, and lay me down over her head, near my head on the bed. I stayed in her pussy a few minutes. While she did not come down with me. Than, she turned on her back, beside me.
Nothing more we talked about. I fell asleep.
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Alone at Night

Alone at Night
She wonders, late at night, snug in her bed,
How it would feel to have a man with her,
A man to kiss away her maiden fears,
To touch her breasts and make her nipples rise,
And give her shivers with his roving lips.
She wonders how it feels to have his hands
Slowly remove the panties from her pubes.
She wonders if it really hurts that much,
Or if it does, how fast it goes away.
She wonders how it feels to have him slide
Within her and to spread her walls apart.
She aches to know just how it feels to have
A man exploding deep inside of her.

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Naomi 15

Oh but where to start…a short history I suppose!I married Stacey when I was 23.We worked together and one night one thing lead to another.She hadn’t been with someone for ages (She had only ever been with one man before me).I had been drinking and it took me forever to cum.Eventually shooting all over her ass.She by the way is what we locally call coloured.Not black more a mixture of black and white.Im what would be reffered to as white.The
third time we did it I remember her telling me not to empty inside her.I did.She fell pregnant with our firstborn a son.By this time we had rather intense feelings for each other mostly sexual.She was the first non white women I had been with and I found her brown body a major turn on.Under a bit of pressure from mostly her family we got married.Our second child was conceived not to long after our first was born.My second a daughter.My wifes third
she had a daughter from the first guy she was with.My stepdaughter Naomi four years older than our first child together.
As I write this we now been together for fourteen years.My stepdaughter is now eighteen.My wife and I have had our good and bad times like all married couples.Our biggest problems were my affairs and financial earlier on in our marriage for many years now things have been good on the financial side.We have a very profitable business.
I got on fairly well with my stepdaughter Naomi.I saw her as just a kid.I remember so clearly the day that changed!I was at the table eating breakfast she came down still half a sleep.Her face swollen from her slumber.Wearing a little number with thin straps at the shoulders.The top reavealing her taut tight tummy.A light brown coffee colour.Short boxer shorts with long skinny legs.Barefoot,feet brown coffee colour on top lighter underneath.A toering on one of her cute little toes.Shes really exquisite.Soft long jet black hair to the base of her back.Beautiful big hazel eyes.A Cleopatra look about her.Eyecatching fine features.I remember that morning she was just about fifteen.I looked her up and down and felt my cock stir!
It was a couple of nights later my wife went to see family.My two kids were upstairs and Naomi wa s in the bath downstairs.I cant describe the feeling when I looked through the keyhole and saw her laying back in the tub.Her wet awesome hair that perfect face and my first glimpse
at her small little brown titties with their dark plum nipples.I stood watching through the keyhole sweat breaking out on my top lip.Breathing heavily heart pouding.My cock taught against the crotch of my jeans.The skin feeling so stretched it was painful and my knob throbing.I watched as she lay back soaping her breasts and under her arms.Sat forward and poured water over her long locks and spent what seemed an eternity to finish wa shing her hair.I was also aware of any sounds in the house not wanting to be disturbed from my erotic view!I gasped when she stood up.That young taut firm body,those tits a merely a handful,flat tummy with a yummy bellybutton and a cleanly shaven dark and oh so tight cunny!Watched the water dripping from her cuntlips.My eyes focused on her pussy and thighs.Noting the hood covering her clit.She was drying herself with a towel.One hand leisurely slipped down and worked some of the water of her cunt.
I was so sexually aroused that I fucked my wife like a runting bull that night.Shafting her brown and pink pussy.Much later when she was on her hands and knees moaning as I rode her from behind.I spurted deep inside her cunt thinking of her beautiful young naive daughter.
So many times I watched her bathing.Soaping her feet fingers between those edible little toes,handling her small breasts as she cleaned them.My arousal and want starting to spiral out of control.Then one night as I took my opportunity to watch this little teenypopper.There she w
s blissfully unaware of me watching.Bent forward standing in the bath.One hand against the wall helping her to keep balanced slightly bent forward her other hand working her tight vagina.My eyes nearlly popped out!Her eyes were half closed and she was obviously doing a good job on herself .Her white teeth biteing down on her bottom lip.Her exceptionally tight little buns moving back and forth as she masturbated.I wish you the reader could have seen what I saw.The absolute innocence,naivety and experimentation of what she was doing.My wife is very strict with Naomi no going out with anyone but family no boyfriends etc.A very sheltered young piece of ass.
That night I once again released my frustration on my wifes cunt.I woke at about three in the morning my body lustful,wantig feeling like a restrained animal.I knew my wife was a heavy sleeper…….that was the start the first time I went to Naomis room.
I was as quiet as could be creeping up the stairs.My face felt so hot I could hear my heart pounding in my chest.My cock hard and taut.Her bedroom door was open just the moonlight to guide me.She was sleeping on her back.Hair sprayed around her on the pillow.Duvet nestled just under her chin.It was a crucial moment for me I was taking it a step further.I was like a runaway train.Out of control.
I gently moved my hand under the covers low down by her feet.It felt so warm a sleeping beauty in a warm bed in what was now beginning to be a unsafe house for Naomi’s virgin pussy and luscious young body.My hand made contact with the instep of her size 4 foot.That touch felt so warm and good.I started massaging her foot squeezing her heel.Playing with her toes.I pulled the covers up exposing her feet.I bent down and gently placed my lips on her big toe.I licked it and then took it in my mouth.I knew she was awake by her breathing.I was nibbling on her foot massaging the other kneeding its flesh.I knew that this little one would never tell her mother about what I was doing or going to do in the future.At 15 she was too naive,unstreetwise,immature and basically scared to tell anyone.That feeling of power was so overwhelming.The total control ove her.The need to have her had by now made her just an object in my mind.No longer the stepdaughter I had brought up as my own since she
was four.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw her open her eyes and then close them.Sooooo it was lets play I’m sleeping time.The knowledge that this peach of a teen was going to play dumb about all this made me reach into my gown and free my large super hard prick.With one hand I gave it three jerks.The thought that my wife may wake up and come looking for me made it all the more exciting.
My hand wandered further up encircling her ankle.Up her leg feeling the little fine stubble on her shaven legs.Further…to the smooth warmth of her inner thigh.All this time she hadn’t moved.In the same position I found her.On her back legs just slightly ajar.When my blazing hand hit the hem of her panties I felt her shudder slightly.Although not looking directly at her face I knew she was watching.Not wanting to let her know that I saw her peeking but wanting to let this wonderful little bitch know who was in charge.I dropped my gown and stood there naked.As I again worked my cock now leaking pre-cum I placed my hand on her panty covered mound.Feeling the heat of that sweet pussy through the cotton.It was then that she gave a small cry of what I understood to be shock and freight.Naomi tried to turn on her side away from my prying hand.I hissed “shut up” and pressed my hand harder against her mound.Keeping her as she was.I think she caught something in my tone.There was no more resistance!
As my hand pressed down on her mound I could feel the lips of her womanhood through the material.My one finger actually eased down and opened them slightly.This had taken sometime and I didnt want to take to much chances.I moved down grabbed her right foot roughly held it up and emptied my spurting cock all over it.The excitement had enduced a massive load and I left her foot drenched in my seed.I went back downstairs and got back in bed next to my sleeping wife.I heard Naomi get up and go to the toilet and I could hear a soft whimper.
She never said a word.Looked troubled and did’nt say much to me.In retrospect her biggest mistake she should have told her mother.Her silence had opened the floodgates.
I did’nt visit her that night or the night after.Her two days of saying nothing about what had happened reassured me and my confidence that I had judged her right increased my longing for her.She was scarred out of her wits!
I made sure I satisfied my wife the night I planned my visit.We fucked for ages.I contolled myself and stretched it out.S he was done and tired by the time we finished.When I woke up I checked my watch.It was 2:15 in the morning.I knew my wife was sated and out for the count.My son was sleeping at his cousin and my youngest daughters room was a fair distance from Naomi’s.If Naomi screamed I would be in shit but I knew she was now under my control.
Maybe she was scarred,knew I was going to come back or was worried and could’nt sleep I don’t know.She was in bed on her side but she was’nt sleeping.She was looking up at me wide eyed.The bedside lamp was on.My stepdaughter I think saw something in my eyes or expression.”Please Daddy no!!”.
Lust is all powerful.With one hand I swept the bedding off her.She curled up in a ball.I noted she was wearing long baggy pants and a long sleeved-T.As if that was going to protect her.I held my finger to my lip No mistaking the gesture I wanted absolute quiet!
She sobbed softly as I took her by the shoulders sat her up on the edge of her bed and then pushed her on her back.No niceties.She was wearing white bobby socks which I ripped of her feet.I held one foot firmly and placed on my shoulder.I moved my hands down under her buttocks.Buns of steel this was the real McCoy.Hands up on either side of her slender hips.And down or should I say up came those pants.Over her knees down to her ankles and past her feet.Exposing her baby pink underwear.I wasted no time in releasing her pussy and ass from her panties.U had to see it the cutest,freshest and tightest little cunt u ever seen.
Tears were rolling down her cheeks.Such a beautiful young girl.I took her hands pulled her up to a sitting position and took off her top.No bra she was buck naked.Her tan coloured little boobs and purpleplum coloured nipples made me crazy.I took one ankle in each hand.The sight of the colour of her feet underneath and that masterful package brought the absolute reality crashing down on me…I was going to feast on this bitch!
I kneeled down in front of her.A hand on either thigh forcing those legs apart.I moved my face a couple of centimeters away from her unchatered pussy.Her pussylips were dark and her nether regions down to her puckered little anus were a darke tone to the rest of her.I savoured the scent of her sweet pussy,sweat,uncovered smell and the faint hint of ass.Then I buried my face in her pussy.
The feeling of release!Tasting,nibbling and sucking that cunt I had Been spying on!I was’nt kidding myself she did’nt want this.I moved my hands up to that flat tummy feeling the muscles and encircling her tiny waist my hands.Digging viciously into her bellybutton with one finger.Then over her chest.Each hand firmly gripping a tit.Squeezing and toying with those plum nipples.Forcing them to become taut and erect little beacons.Her chest was heaving as she cried.As I had my fill of her cunt I mumbled to her to shut up!I was enjoying the taste and odour of her.I moved my nose right down her sodden crack opening it digging into her opening with my nose.Down till my toungue snaked out and tasted her young anus.My hands were working feverishly at those hard tits and gumdrop
nipples.Pinching her nipples painfully between two fingers.She cried out “Ouch”.That was the loudest sound that little virgin bitch uttered that long and fulfilling night.
I worked the young bitches clitty with my fingers and mouth.Licking at her core while I played with her clit.Working it slow and then fast with my fingertip.Her tits had had a rough time red and fingermarked from my manipulating and kneeding.Her nipples tender and sore as I found out when I suckled them later.Her initiation lasted for ages.I stuck two fingers up her and finger fucked her hard and fast.Working that young cunt my thumb pressed up against her clit.She whispered for me to stop many times at times a pleading cry.I humiliated the young cunt.Driving a finger to the knuckle up her ass.I sat up next to her my finger still buried in her young poopshoot.She was obviously in shock now staring up at the ceiling.Her cheeks tear streaked.Those bid hazel eyes.Model like face.She was mouthing silently “No Daddy!”I placed a hand over her mouth and frigged her asshole viciously.It hurt and she shook her head from side to side.The thought of been caught doing this to what was now my unwilling slave the last thing in my mind.Her inner anus walls had been so tightly wrapped around my middle finger that I had to tug hard to extract it.I put my finger in her mouth and she cried again.
For this looker it was DDay.My gown was off long before now and I could feel my cock hot against my thigh.She was done for.Her surrender complete.No resistance.I positioned her as I willed.Hands and knees.Like I wanted to remember this awesome picture.Facing the wall her long dark hair cascading over her back and sides.Back arched ass raised.Nothing to that ass so tight a little drum.Her legs apart.I got in behind her.Drenched my hand with spittle and then rubbed it over her pussy.Making sure that inundated with moisture.I savoured the picture.You may have guessed by now that I like feet.The sight of thoose feet and clenched toes!
My cock had been drilling her mother earlie and her smell and slight dampness was still apparent at the base.I gripped my throbing
cock the knob an angry red.I guided it to her entrance.She looek over her shoulder at the spectacle of me about to hump her.Painful,hurt look in her eyes.She faced forward again.I entered my hoe gently.Watching the slow progress.My tip dissapered into her.Fuck she was tight.I started the motion My cock progressing into her.I could see her cunt wrapped tightly around my prick.I pulled her head back by her hair so I could place my hand over her mouth.A few stabs and pumps with my cock and her hymen was smashed her blood flowing and my cock was buried snuggly deep in her cunny.She had screamed when I broke through.Good thing I had put my hand over her mouth and muffled it.I rode her that first time.Only doggy style.bringing myself to the brink and then stopping leaning on her.Not moving incase I ejaculated.She had been menstruating for some time and I did’nt want to impregnate her.That would be a disaster!Pre-cum leaking inside her was a worry but I would take my chances.I rode her hard and slow.The sound of my pelvis slapping against her buttocks sometimes sounding so loud in the morning quiet.She moaned at times.Moans that a man knows as a women physically enjoying the mateing.
At the end I pulled out of that tight pussy.My cock covered in a lather of blood and pussy juice.I got up on one knee and spurted on that little Bitches lower back and the main heavy spurts aimed at her tight asshole.I saw one ejaculate hit a bullseye!I don’t think I have ever emptied like that.The bitches ass was covered in the muck.I took some cum with my finger and stuck it into her ass.
I got back into bed sated and emptied my heart still a pounding.I slept,exhausted.Naomi has never said a word.When the opportunity arises[shes had a lock fitted to her door.Told her mother some shit story about burglars breaking in} I still rape her.Now always with a condom.Although I always take it off at the end and cum on my delectable little bitch!

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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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