Incest

Danni

She had highlighted her cheeks with rouge and the lip gloss was Stunning Red. The long black hair cascaded over her right shoulder and covered her breast. She had on a gold and jade necklace that matched the color of the eye makeup which was too heavy, but it didn’t matter. It was the dress that popped.

Siblings, lovers. Part 1

Kyle cried out as he began to empty his balls into his sister’s womb. Erin, who normally stands 5-foot-4 with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, was on her back, pulling her brother’s perfect nine-inch cock deeper into her pussy.
“Oh Kyle, that’s it, cum in my pussy,” she moaned. “I need your sperm deep in me.”
She could feel every pulse of his cock filling her already dripping wet pussy with the warm semen she craved.
Eventually Kyle’s supply of cum ran out, but Erin could still feel his cock pulsing with each heartbeat. He kissed her and pulled their hot, sweating bodies closer together. He felt her beautiful C cup breasts push against him as she wrapped her athletic legs around his waist. She ran her fingers through his short, brown hair as he gently pulled at her earlobe with his teeth.
Erin pulled Kyle’s head up, so she could look into the intoxicating blue eyes they shared. She didn’t need to say anything.
###
At 17, neither one had experienced more than a few awkward kisses in a dark of the movie theater or back seat with anyone else. But they were deeply, uncontrollably in love, and they both felt it.
As twins, they had always been close, even when they were supposed to be fighting with each other, as siblings often do. They watched out for each other all the way up through school. On more than one occasion, they found themselves in the principal’s office together, usually after an unsuspecting bully picked on one or the other. There were a few times when Erin came to Kyle’s rescue. Somehow they managed to avoid anything more than a stern look and a “get back to class” though.
Erin went out on a few dates once they started high school, but she kept inadvertently comparing the boys to her brother. She always came home sooner than she’d planned, only to sit up half the night talking to Kyle.
Eventually, Erin realized she was falling in love with him. He was completely oblivious, and it didn’t matter. She gave up on dating, content to spend her free time with Kyle.
Kyle stood six feet tall with brown hair. He didn’t have the body of a Greek god, but he was a solid 160 lbs. In his life, he had a grand total of two dates to his credit. The first, with a brunette named Samantha, seemed to drag on for hours. He uttered about five words the entire night, which was fine with her. She was in love with the sound of her own voice.
On his second attempt, he asked a redhead named Rachel if she’d go to the Homecoming dance with him. The night ended with his first kiss. She never returned his phone calls, and barely acknowledged him in class.
So when Erin stopped going on dates, he hardly noticed. There was no need for her to explain why they were spending weekends together. It was simply a fact of life.
Their first kiss happened on the worst night of both their lives. They were 16.
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It had been raining on and off for three days, and neither one wanted to leave the comfort of the basement. Their parents had tickets for Stravinsky’s Firebird Suite, their mother’s favorite, and so their father dutifully accompanied her despite the deluge.
Erin and Kyle spent the evening in the basement, watching horrible science fiction movies, and keeping their own running commentary. Erin nodded off on Kyle’s chest just before midnight, and soon they were both mostly asleep. It was a kind of half-sleep, where they still heard the things going on around them, but their minds simply incorporated the sounds into their hazy dreams.
Neither one was consciously aware of the doorbell at first, but after the first two rings Kyle realized the DVD ran out a while ago. He laid Erin’s head down on the side of the couch and headed up to the front door.
By now, the ringing had turned to knocking. The rain was still pouring down, and Kyle was surprised to see a sheriff’s deputy when he turned on the porch light. He opened the door and invited the man in, still a little groggy. He checked the hall clock, which read 2 a.m., but wasn’t quite awake enough to be concerned.
The deputy asked Kyle who his parents were, and then gestured to the kitchen, suggesting they sit down. Kyle furrowed his brow and pulled two chairs from the kitchen table.
By this time, Erin awoke and realized Kyle was no longer with her. She heard heavy footsteps and voices upstairs, and joined her brother as he was sitting down.
She stopped cold when she saw the cop in their kitchen. She looked at the clock on the microwave, then to the stranger, then to her brother. She was beginning to panic.
Kyle realized what was happening when he saw the look on Erin’s face.
“Is this your girlfriend?” the deputy asked.
“No,” Kyle said, grabbing a chair for her. “This is my sister, Erin.”
“Oh,” the deputy said, looking as his boots, which still had small pieces of mud clinging to them. “I’m very sorry to tell you that your parents were both killed tonight. Their car was caught in a flash flood, swept off an overpass. We couldn’t get to them until the flooding slowed down.”
Kyle reached for Erin’s hand. Nobody spoke.
The deputy went on, something about paperwork and identifying the remains in the morning, but all the twins heard was the slow, deafening sound of their own hearts. Kyle closed the door after the deputy, and returned to his sister in the kitchen. He stood at the entrance to the kitchen, leaning on the wall for support, and stared blankly at Erin. She walked over to her brother and laid her head on his chest. She put her arms around him, afraid to squeeze too hard, and he caressed her hair.
They stood in the kitchen like that until Erin pulled Kyle’s head down to her and kissed him. It wasn’t until he tasted the tears running down her face that realized he was kissing Erin, his sister. He paused for a moment. Although their lips met perfectly, she was his sister. You weren’t supposed to kiss your sister like that.
Then Kyle realized nobody could ever compare to her. In that moment, he fell in love. Soon they were both crying and clinging to each other, trying to understand what had happened to them in the last hour.
After some time, Erin took Kyle’s hand and led him to what used to be their parents’ bedroom. The entire house felt foreign to them. She simply removed her shirt and pants, then pulled off Kyle’s. As the sun rose, they laid down and fell asleep pulling each other closer, arms and legs intertwined.
###
Again, the doorbell rang.
This time, Erin was the first to wake up. She carefully removed herself from Kyle’s warm body, pulled his white shirt over her black underwear, and buttoned it as she walked down the steps. She noticed a dark blue Ford in the driveway, and recognized the County Sheriff standing at her door, hat in his hands. The expression he wore was soft, not at all the stern lawman’s gaze she’d seen on campaign posters.
Erin’s heart sank when she remembered the visit eight hours earlier. She cracked the door and stuck her head around the corner, looking up at the man who stood nearly a foot taller than her, squinting in the bright sunlight.
“Hello Miss,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry, but we need you and your brother to come to the hospital for a few things.”
Erin nodded absently.
“I’ll just wait in the car. Take your time.” He turned and went back to his car.
She returned to her brother and woke him.
“Kyle, wake up,” she said softly. “Kyle, we have to …” she let the sentence trail off.
At first, he was a little confused at waking up in his parents’ bed. He hadn’t slept in that bed since he was eight, but then the whole night hit him again.
“Oh … yeah,” he murmured.
Neither one bothered to shower. Kyle threw on his black cargo pants, a grey work shirt and his favorite Pumas. Erin put on jeans, a plain black t-shirt and her worn-in flip flops. She pulled her hair into a pony tail, and they were out the door without another word.
###
They returned home five hours later, physically and emotionally exhausted, but at least the worst part was over.
Neither one was hungry, but Erin said she wanted to shower. She undid her jeans and pushed them down over her hips while closing the bathroom door. When she heard it latch, she realized she was alone for the first time. She began to panic.
Erin kicked the pants off her ankles, yanked the door open, and ran down the hall looking for Kyle. She crashed into him coming around a corner, and hugged him fiercely.
“Erin, what’s wrong?” he asked.
At first she didn’t say anything, but he gently pulled her head away from his chest to see her face. Her beautiful blue eyes were streaming tears.
“I was alone,” Erin sobbed. She didn’t care that she wasn’t wearing pants. She needed her other half.
“What do you mean?” he said. “I’ve been right here.” But Kyle knew exactly what she meant. He felt it too.
“Come on, I’ll come with you,” he said, and ushered his partially undressed sister to the bathroom.
At first, Kyle simply stood in the bathroom with her, but when she started to pull off her top, he took a step closer and helped her with it. He tried to remove her bra, but didn’t really know what to do. She put her hands on his, showing him how to release the clasp. His hands brushed her sides as the black bra fell to the floor. She’d never felt a caress quite like that.
She reached up and started working on Kyle’s shirt buttons. He was confused for a moment, but the look in her eyes said everything. Erin needed to be close to her brother. In fact, they both needed each other.
The water was warm, and they let it fall on them for several minutes without moving. Then Kyle took the soap and began to wash his sister’s right arm, moving up from her hand to her shoulder and neck. Moving to her left side, he worked down to her hand and back up to her shoulder. He hesitated at her collar bone.
“It’s OK,” Erin said, and for the first time in their lives, he touched her breasts. Kyle spent a long time holding and squeezing his sister’s beautiful tits. He pinched her quarter-sized nipples gently, which made her whole body tingle. Eventually, he moved down her flat tummy (she played JV soccer), and to her hips. He knelt down to continue with her legs, quite inadvertently putting her pussy six inches from his eyes. He studied it for a moment, then looked up at her.
Erin spread her legs slightly, for him to better see his first real-life vagina. She kept it shaved, and silently hoped he liked what he saw. Her hopes were rewarded when he softly kissed her about two inches above her clit. He slowly moved on to washing her legs, massaging her thigh muscles, then moving up her back.
Erin felt a little woozy when Kyle’s lips brushed her skin. She could feel the blood pulsing through her pussy. She felt her clit get subtly firmer and her pussy lips swell. She wanted Kyle. She wanted her brother.
If she’d been paying attention, Erin would’ve noticed her brother’s cock getting harder, but her mind was swimming in the unfamiliar sensations running through her own body.
Kyle pulled the hand-held shower head down, and rinsed off the soap. The water ran down Erin’s body, occasionally dancing over her clit, making her head spin. He let the water stray toward her pussy for a few moments, spraying her clit directly. Erin swallowed hard and felt short of breath.
After he returned the shower head to the wall, Erin took the soap and washed her brother, massaging him, working her way down his body.
Erin first noticed her brother’s cock when it brushed her leg, fully hard and nine inches by now. She smiled knowing she did that. She took her it in her hands and stroked it tentatively, a little awkwardly. Kyle closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his sister’s hands running up and down his shaft. She gently squeezed his balls, imagining the cum building up inside, waiting to be released. She slowly moved down to wash his legs, returning to his cock occasionally to make sure it didn’t soften.
By the time she had rinsed him clean, Kyle’s cock was throbbing, bouncing slightly with every beat of his heart. Erin pulled him closer and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Her free hand ran down to his cock, while he squeezed her breasts and nipples.
Erin broke the kiss and turned around so her back was to him, hand still stroking his cock. She slowly ran the head of her brother’s penis along the outside of her sex, which was dripping wet from the inside. Slowly, she pushed down onto his cock, until the head was just inside. It was the most incredible thing she’d ever felt.
Kyle, for his part, let his sister take the lead. He knew enough to know that his wasn’t exactly average, and the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Erin.
Slowly, Erin sank her brother’s cock into her pussy until it reached her virginity. She pushed against it, but was too scared to do it herself.
“What’s wrong?” Kyle asked.
“N-nothing. It’s just–you’re going to have to do this,” Erin stuttered.
She looked over her shoulder at him, blushing a little. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
“Just do it quickly,” she added.
He pushed deeper into her. She inhaled sharply, through clenched teeth, when it happened, but it hurt less than she expected. As the pain subsided, she savored the feeling of having her pussy filled with her own brother’s cock.
Kyle began to fuck his sister in short, slow strokes.
“Oh, Kyle,” she moaned. “That feels so incredible. You’re so perfect.”
Kyle moaned incoherently in reply. Then he reached to her breasts, pulling her up to him, hugging her from behind. Erin gasped as his cock pushed against her tummy from the inside. Then she began to rock her hips, feeling every inch of his throbbing hard cock pushing against the front of her sex.
Kyle reached down to massage her clit. Erin didn’t realize how close she was to cumming, but within seconds her body was shaking and her pussy was squeezing her brother’s cock even tighter.
“Erin, I’m going to cum,” Kyle groaned.
Erin couldn’t find her voice. She simply kissed him and continued fucking his cock until she felt him start to cum. Kyle pushed into his sister as deep as he could, and his streams of cum shot into her pussy.
“Kyle, don’t stop,” Erin purred. “Fill my pussy, I need your cum in me. Ohhh, it feels so good.”
Kyle was still rubbing her clit, and Erin was still cumming, her pussy squeezing every last drop of cum from her brother’s throbbing cock.
They were both light-headed, and leaned on the wall to avoid collapsing. Kyle’s cock softened a bit, and it slipped out of his sister’s vagina. Some of his cum, mixed with fluid from her pussy, dripped out, and washed away in the water.
“Kyle,” Erin panted as she turned to face him.
“Erin, I love you,” he blurted out before she could finish.
She pulled his body close to hers.
“I know,” she said. “I love you … I have for a while.”
The water spraying from the shower disguised the tears falling from her beautiful blue eyes.
“I love you,” Erin repeated. “I will always love you.”
###
Kyle and Erin realized they hadn’t eaten since the night before. They were both too tired to cook, so they ordered Chinese. They ate quietly at the kitchen table, trying to figure out what to say.
“Kyle, what do we do now?” Erin asked.
Kyle looked at her quizzically. He wasn’t sure which thing she was talking about.
“About,” Erin hesitated, gazing down at the table. “About mom and dad.”
“Oh,” Kyle sighed, thinking he’d almost rather talk about what had just happened between them. “Well, they said Social Services would be checking on us in the next few days. I don’t think they’re going to make us move though, we’d be 18 by the time they managed to do anything. You know how slow the government is.”
“Do you think they’ll let us stay here?” Erin asked.
Kyle shrugged. “It’s worth a try. Mom and dad paid off the house last year, and between insurance and the bank accounts we should be fine for now.”
The conversation died off, and they contemplated their chop sticks for several minutes.
“Kyle,” Erin blurted out. “Earlier, when you said–when you said you loved me.”
Kyle ran his fingers along the side of his sister’s face.
“I love you Erin,” he said.
“Are you sure?” He’d never seen her so vulnerable, and she’d never felt so helpless. Kyle nodded and kissed his sister tenderly.
They were finished eating, and went over to the couch in the living room. They were kissing and clinging to each other like flotsam after a shipwreck. They started removing each other’s clothes slowly, one item at a time, until they were both completely naked.
Erin had been massaging her brother’s cock since his pants came off, and started to kiss her way down his chest. She kissed the tip of his penis, tasting the drop of precum, then ran her tongue the length of his shaft.
Kyle had never felt a girl’s mouth on his cock before, and the sensations his sister gave him were incredible. He ran his fingers through her soft blonde hair as she took the head of his dick into her mouth.
“Erin,” he groaned. “Oh, that feels incredible.”
Erin looked up at him, smiling with her eyes. She tried to take as much as she could, but didn’t want to choke. Kyle didn’t mind, he was loving his first blow job. When he thought about it, the fact that it was his twin sister turned him on even more.
Erin released his cock from her mouth for a moment, stroking it with her hand. Kyle nudged his sister back on the couch, kissing from her right knee up the inside of her toned leg to her pussy. He wasn’t entirely sure what to do, but figured he’d start with her clit. She seemed to like what he did in the shower.
He flicked his tongue lightly along her lips and up to her clit, barely brushing it. He felt her muscles tense up. Erin ran her fingers through his hair, pushing him farther between her legs. He licked her clit with more force this time, and continued, building up a slow, steady rhythm. She was breathing heavily, letting out soft moans and sighs.
Then Kyle ran his index finger along her dripping wet lips, sliding it into her pussy up to the second knuckle. He gently worked one, then two fingers all the way into his sister.
Erin’s breathing was more ragged, and her moans got louder. She pulled gently at his head, bringing his face back up to hers. She spread her legs wider and took his cock in her hand, sliding it along the entrance to her pussy, until he was slick with her juices.
“Erin, should we,” Kyle stammered. “I mean–uh, a condom? Maybe?”
Erin smiled up at her brother and pushed the head of his cock into her well-lubricated pussy.
“Don’t worry,” she said, staring straight into his eyes, which began to close involuntarily. “I’ve been on the pill for a year.”
Kyle was too lost in the feeling of penetrating her to form a coherent response. Instead, he slowly pushed deeper.
Erin felt every inch of her brother’s dick sliding deeper into her body. When he was completely buried inside her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as she could.
“I love you Kyle,” she whispered. “I’ll never leave you.”
Kyle kissed her deeply, and started to grind against her, his body rubbing against her clit. Erin gasped, and pressed her fingers into his back. After a few strokes, Kyle pulled away, far enough to take one of her nipples into his mouth. While he was sucking on Erin’s breast, he started sliding his cock in and out of his sister’s dripping wet pussy.
Erin had never felt so good in her life. She’d masturbated before, even experimented with putting things in her pussy, but it never felt like this. Every time he pulled back, she was aching to feel her brother’s beautiful cock stretching her pussy. She ran her fingers down between his legs, gently squeezing his balls. She could tell he was getting close.
She wasn’t ready for him to cum yet, so she sat up, shifting her weight onto him. She pulled him close and they rocked back and forth on the couch, exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues.
Now they were both close to cumming. Erin pulled away from her brother, taking his face in her hands.
“Kyle,” Erin purred, laying back and putting her legs on his shoulders. “Give it to me hard.”
Kyle started to fuck his sister hard and slow, watching her gorgeous breasts bounce with each stroke, building up speed until their bodies were slamming together. Erin came first, she was screaming, and pulling him into her harder. Kyle pushed deep into his sister’s pussy and started to fill her with cum. He’d never felt it shoot out quite so hard. Kyle kept grinding against her, trying push deeper, and to make both their orgasms last longer.
Erin’s mind was lost in the feeling of her brother’s cum shooting into her. She felt every throb and pulse as Kyle emptied his balls deep inside of her. She felt her pussy eagerly sucking up every spurt, her body needed it.
After what seemed like hours, Kyle’s orgasm subsided, though his cock still throbbed and twitched with his heartbeat. He collapsed on top of his sister, now his lover. She stroked his head and whispered to him until his softened cock fell out of her. She could still feel his warm cum inside her, she savored the sensation.

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Chronicles of One Big Horny Family: Series 1; Cunnilingus Cousins, Part 2

Chronicles of One Big Horny Family: Series 1; Cunnilingus Cousins, Part 2
Disclaimer: This story contains minors in sexual situations, and is not meant to promote any elicit activities involving children. Thank you for your understanding.
Description: I continue to fool around with my cousin Helen, but we face the possibility of being caught. Despite this worry, we make plans to take these our incestuous urges further. Enjoy.
My cousin, Helen, and I were laying on our grandmother’s bed, naked from the waist down, and enjoying the orgasms we just gave each other. I had just given oral sex, for the first time, to her while she sat on my face, and had just given me my first hand-job with her panties. Although she was a little rough, it was awesome, but as we slowly came back to reality, the fear of getting caught sexually experimenting with my cousin became more and more intense. I wanted to just lay there and be happy, maybe even cuddle with my half naked cousin, if she’ll let me, but I knew we had to get dressed before we were caught by any of the six other people in the house. So we started putting on our clothes. I only had shorts to put on because I didn’t wear any underwear today as part of my plan to seduce, and because it is much more comfy this way. It might become a habit, going commando.
Helen was sniffing her panties that I just shot, probably the biggest load in the six months that I have been mastetbating. She lowered them away from her face, smiled, and slipped the cum soaked panties on.
“Hmm, I love the way your cum feels on my pussy.”
She put on her shorts, and join me on the bed. We went back to watching the horror movie Helen was watching before we started fooling around. I think she wanted to pretend that everything was normal and she didn’t just sat on her cousin’s face until she came, but I wanted to reminiscent in my first sexual encounter with a girl.
“That was amazing”, I said trying to push the subject.
“Yeah that was, I didn’t think facesitting could feel that great.”
“When I did it with Jack”, her little brother, “It was alright, I came that time, too, but I was just fooling around.”
“I got the idea from seeing my mom sit on one of Jack’s friend’s face.”
“I think he kept saying my mom had a sexy butt, and she decided to give him a closer look.”
“Wow, she did that to one of Jack’s friends?”
“Yeah, I think she’s a pedophile, she’s always going on about the dirty things she wants to do with all the boys she sees on the street.”
“Wow, I didn’t know that about your mom.”
“Oh, she says things about you too.”
“She does, like what?”
“She says she wants you to suck on her tits, a lot because she always sees you staring at her boobs.”
“Oh”, I said as I blushed.
“Anyway, when I did it with my brother, he didn’t do anything like you did.”
“That’s what made it so good, and I would love to do it again some time.”
“I don’t know where all that came from, Ii just came naturally, and I would love to do it again, but not right now because it smells like dinners almost done, I think it’s braised chicken, I hope Nan makes mashed potatoes with it.”
“Yeah, me too, I love her mashed potatoes.”
I just crossed me that we just went from talking about me giving her oral sex to food, and I laughed.
“What’s so funny”, Helen asked.
“I just thought how funny it was, how we went from me eating your pussy to eating dinner.”
“Oh, ha ha, that is funny.”
Twenty minutes later, my older sister, Mary, came and told us dinners done. We went downstairs to eat. It was delicious, my grandmother is a very good cook, and for some reason I am always horny after I eat.
Helen, and I were the first two to be done eating, and we were sitting in the living room while the others finished up in the dining room. We were sitting next to each other on the couch, and my horniness was getting the best of me. I came in closer to my sexy older cousin, snuggled up to her, and whispered in her ear, “Do you think I could give you a quick lick, I’m very horny right now.”
“Okay, but I’m not sitting on your face, I’m just going to stay seated, and slide my shorts off enough for you to get in there.”
“Okay”, I said, and I knelt down in front of her. She slid down her shorts, and I buried my face into her perfect pussy. The smell, and taste was just as awesome as before with her sweat mingling with her pussy juices, and a hint of my cum from her panties. I was a couple minutes into my pussy dessert when I heard Jack say, “Holy shit dude, what are you doing to my sister!?”
My heart skipped a beat. I took my head away fron Helen’s pussy, and leaned back until I was sitting on my feet, but I had no idea what to say. Luckily, Helen knew what to say, “I made David kiss my ‘wee-wee’ as you call it, and if tell anyone, I will make you kiss my asshole.”
Jack made a face of disgust, and said, “Alright, I don’t care”, but that still put a stop to my pussy licking. I must be becoming some sort of peverted because for some reason the idea of kissing my cousin’s asshole sounds really nice. I got off of my knees, and sat back down next to Helen. She leaned in next to me, and whispered I’m my ear, “Whew, that was close.”
“You know”, I whispered back, “I would love to lick your asshole, if you don’t think it’s too weird, I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to do.”
“It’s okay, I kinda like the attention you give me when you do those things to me, even if there weird.”
“All the boys in my class think I’m fat, and ugly, and I’m so happy that you’re interested in me, even though your my cousin.”
“Well I don’t think you’re fat, or ugly, and I’m sure someone will see that you are beautiful.”
“Thank you, you really think so?”
“Of course, there are six billion people in the world, at least one of them has to like you.”
“Hm, I never thought of it like that before.”
“That’s what I tell myself all the time because I’m a little fat too, and none of girls in my class are interested in me.”
“Well”, Helen said, rubbing my thigh, “I like you, I’ve liked you ever since I became interested in men, I just never knew what you thought of me.”
“Do you want to go upstairs again, I’ll let you do what ever you want to do to me.”
Holy shit, how did I talk her Into doing this.
“Sure.”
Helen got up, and asked Nan, “Can David, and I go upstairs to finish the movie?”
“Sure, just behave.”
I follow Helen upstairs, but instead of going to Nan’s room she went to our away bedroom. The “away bedroom”, as we call it, is where we sleep at when we are spending the night at our grandmother’s. It is the only other room on the second floor besides the bathroom, and Nan’s room. It has 7 twin beds, and 4 burrows with spare sets of our school uniforms.
We went to my bed. It had dark blue Star wars sheets on it, and we were hoping it might cover up any fluids that may get in it. Helen laid on top of my bed, and asked, “So you really want to eat my ass out?”
I nodded, and she said, “Alright”, and rolled over to her hands, and knees, and stuck her ass in the air showing off her asshole and bent over pussy. I went, and started tonguing her asshole. It was better than I thought it would be, but not better than pussy, which I went down there and ran my tongue along her slit every once in a while. I probed her bumhole with my tongue until I had to come up for air, but then I was overwhelmed with the urge to finger her asshole, and her response was a yelp as her rectum tightened around my finger. I pulled my finger out of her, and I said, “Sorry.”
“That’s okay, it didn’t hurt, it just felt weird.”
“Good, but I done for now.”
“Okay”, she said, and she rolled over, and sat up. I still can’t believe my cousin is half naked on my bed.
“Did you even stick anything up your butt, before?”
Embarrassed that she asked I said, “Yeah, kinda.”
“Wow, like what?”
“Um … well you know like a pen, or the end of a toothbrush.”
“I’ve tried a pen, you ever tried anything bigger, I’m always afraid it’ll hurt.”
“Ah, let’s see, oh, you know those roll-on deodorants, there about 4 inches long, and about an inch maybe a little bit bigger in diameter.”
“It hurt a lot at first, and I had to pull it out right away, but after that it went in easy with little pain.”
“I got all of it in, and I actually kept it in overnight while I slept, and pulled it out in the morning.”
“Wow, I never thought about doing that, were you afraid that you would lose it up there like in that Scrubs episode where these people each put a weird object up there ass, and needed to go to the hospital to get it out.”
“Yeah, that was the first thing I thought of when it slipped all the way in, but it was big enough for me to feel where it was to reach
in, and pull it out.”
“Of course, I’m not that flexible enough, nor can I actually get my hand up my ass so I had to poop it out a little bit, and then grab it.”
“Wow, all this talk about putting things up your ass is making me horny”, and she reached down, and started rubbing her pussy around her clit.
“Do you think you would let me watch you put something up your ass, or even let put my dick up there”, I asked.
“Wow, did you get that idea from porn?”
I blushed, and I said, “Yeah, I found a magazine under my parents’ bed, and it had pictures of girls shoving huge fake dicks in their asses.”
Remembering my parents’ dirty magazine started making me play with my dick
“Hm, well, maybe I’ll try it.”
“You remember what Aunt Jess said about getting a discount on baby lotion for working for Johnson & Johnson, and that she buys a lot of lotion just for butt fucking, I think I might want to use some baby lotion, she said she would get me some of I ever wanted to try anal, she says getting your ass pounded is the best thing ever.”
“Okay, I’ll wait until you get some lotion, I never used lotion, I wonder if that’s why it hurt so much, I did kinda bled a little too when I put the deodorant up there.”
“Yeah, lets wait until I get lotion, I don’t to be bleeding from my ass.”
“So what do you want to do now”, Helen asked.
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“Is it alright if I jerk you off again, but not sit on your face, I want to get a better angle.”
“Sure”, and I slipped off my shorts revealing my semi-hard cock. I spread my leg, and said, “Whenever you’re ready.”
She didn’t need an invitation. She was already on the bed between my legs before I could finish my sentence. She knelt down, and sat on her legs, and started fondling my boyhood. She was very interested in the few random pubic hairs I was growing, probably because she never seen any on Jack during their family bath time. Then she moved on to my testicles.
“Wow, your balls are so much bigger than Jack’s”, she said cupping them in her hand which was barely big enough to contain them. Her virgin behavior completed my hard-on. Even though she has seen a dick before, the fact that she is so fascinated by how different two cocks is just too cute.
“So what do you think I should use for your cum, I was thinking my bra.”
“I loved the feeling of cum in my panties, and when it dried, it really started tickling my pussy, I couldn’t stop touching myself at the dinner table.”
“I would love to feel your cum dry on my boobs, and tickle my nipples, but if you want me to use my panties again, that’s alright too.”
“No, your bra is perfect, I ah … kinda would love to see your boobs.”
With a giggle, and without any hesitation she took off her shirt. Her boobs aren’t really that big only about a 28BB, but for a first time seeing a girl in only her bra on, which won’t be on for long either, it was great. She was wearing a purple padded bra with blue polka-dots
“This is my favorite bra, it’s so soft, I love the way it feels on my boobs”, she said as she unhooked her bra, and revealed to me for the first time a woman’s breasts. I was stunned. I couldn’t believe that my cousin was naked on my bed. I was mesmerized by her two-inch wide discs of nipples on each of her to breasts. I always thought a woman’s nipples were smaller. It wasn’t until Helen placed the cup of bra, still warm from her body, over my cock, and started rubbing the sensitive tip that I snapped out of it.
“Wow, that is soft, and your boobs are really nice.”
“Thanks.”
She gave my cock-head a few more buffs with her bra, sending this intense tingling sensation dock my dick. Then, she grasped my shaft with her bra cup forcing it to conform to a shape it designed for, and started pumping my dick vigorously. I arched my back in pleasure. I had never felt anything like this before in all the times that I’ve masturbated. I guess it is just better when a girl does it for you. Helen, then, took the other cup of her bra and started cupping my balls in it, and caressing them. The sensation was spectacular, and the result was immediate. With a little scream, I started cumming hard, right into her one bra cup.
“Holy shit, that was amazing”, I said dazed from the intense orgasm. Helen looked at what I did to her bra, and said, “hmm, I can’t wait to put this on, do you mind if I take the sight of my boobs away from you?”
“It’s okay.”
I really didn’t care at that point, I felt like I was on the verge of passing out. Helen took the two cups of her bra, and pressed the insides together, distributing the fresh cum between them. Then, careful not to drop any of her reward, she slipped the cum slathered bra over her teenage tits.
“Oh, that feels good.”
“I don’t know why I like cum so much, all the girls in my class who have had sex say that cum is all sticky, and gross, but I love the stickiness, and the gooeyness.”
“Well, I think it is kinda sexy how you love cum, and if you want, I could cum directly onto you.”
“That does sound nice”, she said drifting into thought about being cummed on, “But I kinda like how it feels when it dries on my clothes, it tickles my pussy, and clit, and I hope it does the same for my tits.”
“Helen, I’m here”, Aunt Debbie yelled up, and we can hear her walking up the stairs.
“Shit”, we both exclaimed, and we scrambled to get our clothes on. I only had to get my shorts on, but Helen was only wearing a bra. By the time I had my shorts on, Helen only managed to find her shirt, and put it on, but she couldn’t find her panties, or her shorts. Bang, bang, bang. My heart jumped into my throat. Time had seemed to slow to a stop. Here I was alone with my half naked cousin, and her mother is about to walk in on us. I felt like I could have died. At the last second before Aunt Debbie walked through the door, Helen scurried under the covers to hide her nudity.
“Come on, Dear, we have to get going”, Aunt Debbie said as she entered with her boobs bouncing all over the place because she had already taken off her bra as part of her daily ritual when she gets to Nan’s house.
“Oh hey Dave, what are you two doing up here, all by yourselves?”
“Um, I was watching a movie and…”, I stopped in mid-sentence because I notice Helen’s shorts, and panties on the floor.
“And I was talking a nap because I got a headache from school”, Helen finished.
“Okay”, she said as if she wanted to call our bluff, but instead said, “Well you can rest when we get home, alright?”
“Sure, Mom, can you grab the movie from Nan’s room?”
“Sure”, and she left room. As soon as she was out the door, Helen rolled out of the bed, and I toss her her clothes.
“Whew, that was close”, Helen said. I didn’t say anything back. I must have been white as ghost. By the time Aunt Debbie returned, Helen was fully dressed, and went downstairs. We started saying our usual goodbyes when Aunt Debbie said, “Dave why don’t you give me a hug, and kiss this time instead of waving at me.”
I was surprised by her sudden interest to be close to me. I tentatively walked over to her. I went to give her a hug from the side, but she turned and came at me head, and boobs on. I blushed when u felt those soft mounds press against my chest. They felt incredible, and it was made better by the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I thought about getting a hug out of my Aunt Debbie just so I could feel her tits, but I’ve always been afraid of her. It was awesome to finally feel those magnificent juggs like this.
My bliss was interrupted by Aunt Debbie groping my butt. She kissed me on the cheek, and broke off the hug, leaving me stunned, and wondering what just happened. She, and my cousins went out the door, and Aunt Debbie gave me a mischievous grin before leaving. I was a little creeped out by what my aunt just did, but I was also a little turned on by the fact that my cousin just left with a load of my cum in both her bra, and panties.

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Corbin didn’t say a word but backed out of the room and closed the door, Donna’s eyes grew large and she began to blush. I was stunned, by closing the door my brother locked me into a very suggestive situation with his daughter.

Mum’s Generosity – Chapter 3

In Chapters 1 & 2 Frank and Brian both experienced their first orgasms in the presence of their mum. Frank shot his load over the toilet, while Brian was lucky enough to shoot his cum down his mum’s throat…..two weeks later….

A Mother’s Confession

Let me start off by saying that I am not a pervert or
anything like that. I don’t watch much porn except for
when I’m alone with my husband and I rarely read sex
stories except for when my husband has me read them as
he makes love to me doggy style. And then it is just
stories of young girls and boys. He says he loves
stories of new or first love. He is so romantic.
I am a normal housewife and mother who loves her
family. I love them so much that I would do anything to
help them, even if it goes against my normally high
moral judgement. I think any mother would handle the
situation I was in the same way. I wouldn’t even be
telling anyone about this but as soon as I told my
husband he begged me to write it for him to send it in.
He said there would be a ton of people who would get
hot reading it. I told him I doubted that but then he
said maybe it would help other parents who were in a
similar situation. So here goes.
Okay, since this story is being sent in to a sex web
site and guys are probably unzipping their pants as I
speak, I will try to keep that in mind and try to sound
more provocative. Bare in mind that I am not exacly an
overly sexual person.
My name is Joan and I am a 36 year old mother of 3 and
married to the same man for 15 years. My Husband,
Peter, is 43 years old and has a minor erectile problem
for which he is using medication. Until yesterday I was
singing the praises of Lavitra, but I’ll get to that in
a moment. Other than that he is a great husband. He is
loving, kind and still has the body of a 25 year old.
He is 6’1, muscular and has a 6 1/2 inch penis. He also
is a junior partner at his accounting firm and even has
his own secretary.
My son, Brian, is 14 and at that age where he is always
masturbating. I catch him so often that I almost think
he is purposely letting me walk in on him as he strokes
his 5 inch cock. Yeah, I said cock. I figured that if I
am going to do this story I might as well let myself go
and get into it.
God, if the PTA could see me now. Anyway, Brian is
hitting puberty hard. He has grown 6 inches in the last
year, is getting body hair and his voice has gone from
high and squeaky to deep and alluring. He is now 5’7,
thin with dark hair and bright blue eyes.
His twin sisters, Liz and Tina, are both 12 and just
starting to hit puberty. They are both 4’2 with dirty
blond hair, blue eyes and little bumps on their chests.
They have not yet had their first periods, nor do they
have any pubic hair. Their hips are still narrow as
well. But they dress like the girls from MTV so they
look a little older. I know I should be stricter about
how they dress but I hate to be one of those oppressive
parents.
Children need to find their own way to express their
individuality. The girls both asked for a tattoo for
their 12th birthday and I told them I didn’t want them
getting something everyone would see every day.
Fortunately my husband had a solution. I took them to a
tattoo parlor and had them get a little heart on their
pussy mound.
I once took them to the store and when I turned around
a man in his twenties was hitting on them. I walked
over and told the man the girls were 12 and then he
dared to ask me how old I was. He asked if we ever
liked to party together. As I pulled the girls away I
saw the jerk had an erection in his jeans. Not that I
was looking, but the lump in his pants was pretty
impressive.
I suppose I should tell you about myself as well. Like
I said, I am 36 years old but in pretty good shape. I
am a physical fitness trainer so I have to be pretty
fit or I’d loose all my customers. Anyway, I am 5’4,
118 pounds with short brown hair, green eyes and 34C
breasts. I have pretty good skin and could pass for
late 20’s if I had to. And for those who are curious, I
am not fully shaven, but pretty well trimmed down
there.
Okay, now that I’ve gotten the housekeeping out of the
way, I’ll tell you what happened. And if you are
jerking off while reading this, just try not to make
too much of a mess.
As I said before, my husband is taking Lavitra for a
small problem, so to speak. And he keeps the pills in
the cabinet in our private bathroom. But yesterday
morning he was taking a pill when the phone in the den
rang. He took the pills with him when he answered the
phone. Over the course of the conversation he put the
pills down on the desk and forgot them.
Since school is out for the summer, the kids were home
all day. I only work as a fitness instructor 3 days a
week so I was off yesterday but was in the back yard
weeding the flower bed next to the shed. Inside, Brian
woke up when he heard his father leave for work. He
checked to make sure I was out side and he pulled out
his porno magazine collection.
Over the last 2 years he has amassed quite a
collection, filling 4 large boxes in his closet. I
would have said something to him but Peter says all
boys go through this phase. But I must admit that it
has bothered me that he not only has Playboy and
Penthouse and Hustlers but he also has some weird
Swedish magazines that are hard core that I think he
got from his degenerate friend Lou next door.
I don’t even want to know what they do in here with the
door locked.
He pulled out the magazine with 18 and 19 year old
pregnant women having sex with older men. It is one of
the Swedish magazines, not that he’d be reading it
anyway. As usual, he masturbated and came on an old
pair of my panties. I knew he was using my old panties
for this for a while but I was too embarrassed to say
anything.
He jerked off too quickly and since he had plenty of
time to himself, he wanted to jerk off again. The phone
rang and he answered it in the den. It was a phone
survey. While he was on the phone giving them false
information he saw the bottle of Lavitra. He read it
and when he saw that it helps restore erections he
decided to try it. Like most men and boys, he didn’t
bother to read the directions. Instead of the usual
recommended dose for an adult male of 1 pill, he took
10.
At first he was pleased with the results. He went into
his room, stripped off his shorts and lay on his bed.
He stroked his cock with my cum stained panties for 20
minutes. But then nothing happened. Brian had never
jerked off this long without cumming and was starting
to get nervous. When he heard his sisters coming down
the hall he knew he was running out of time.
I was still outside doing the lawn work for another
half hour. By this time Brian’s erection was starting
to hurt. He finally panicked and opened his window. He
called me into the house and when I entered his room I
found him with a towel on his lap.
He didn’t make eye contact as he said, “Mom, I was…I
was doing that thing to myself and I found some of
dad’s pills and I took some and now it hurts.” I saw
the magazine on the floor and I could see the bulge
under the towel. He continued, “And now I can’t get it
to go away. I’ve tried but it won’t…you know.”
I could see he was very embarrassed and uncomfortable.
I wanted to be stern but as a mother I can’t see my
little boy suffering. So I tried to focus on the
problem. “Okay, you have an erection and you have tried
to jerk off and you can’t cum”, I said, restating what
he just said. He nodded that I got it right. I said,
“Okay, take off the towel and let’s have a look.”
He slowly lifted off the towel and I was shocked. I
have seen his cock many times since I walk in on him
playing with himself almost every day. But his cock
seemed a full inch longer and a half inch thicker. He
had a man’s cock thanks to those pills. It was all
swollen and purple and looked as painful as it must
have felt.
I ushered him to the edge of his bed with his legs
hanging over and I kneeled in front of him. “Okay, I’m
going to do this and finish you off. Now just close
your eyes and try to think sexy thoughts.” I figured
his arm must be getting tired if he was jerking off for
40 minutes, plus, I have faith in my abilities to jerk
off a man. So I took his cock in my hand and began to
stroke it gingerly. I didn’t want to squeeze it too
hard since it was very sensitive.
To my surprise, I stroked him for 5 minutes and nothing
happened. I suggested he read some of his magazines as
I stroke him. He picked up a Playboy, not wanting to be
seen as a pervert. But since I had no time for him to
be mildly aroused I took away the book and dug a hard
core magazine from the bottom of his box. It was a
German magazine called Kinder-Slut. It had a 50 year
old man and a preteen girl holding hands on the cover.
I was sure I didn’t want to know what was in the
magazine so I just handed it to him and resumed my
task.
Another 10 minutes passed and my hand was getting
tired. I had to try something more drastic. “Okay”, I
said, “Just relax. I am going to try sucking you off.”
He looked at me but said nothing. I know what you’re
saying, how can a mom suck her son’s cock? As I said,
he needed help. And while I am no pervert, I am also no
prude. According to my husband and the few men I dated
before him, I am a very good cock sucker.
I took his 6 inches in my hand and licked the underside
from base to head. I heard him shudder and it actually
made me happy. I wasn’t happy that I had my tongue on
my son’s cock, but rather that I was still able to make
a man that excited in bed. I smiled to myself and then
took his entire cock in my mouth. I have always been
very good at deep-throating cocks so I had no trouble
fitting him all the way into my mouth.
I sucked his with the enthusiasm of a 20 year old,
using my lips, tongue, the roof of my mouth and my
hands. He was moaning but he wasn’t cumming. This went
on for a good 30 minutes. By then my jaw was getting
sore and we were no closer. I had to try something
else. Without saying anything I got to my feet, dropped
my sundress and climbed onto his lap. He didn’t say a
word as I lowered myself onto his rigid cock. It parted
my pussy lips like Moses and I sank all the way down.
After a second or two he regained his composure and
began to fuck me. He said, “Oh Mom, you’re my first
girl.” Looking back I am not sure if that meant he was
a virgin or if he was saying he had gay experiences
before yesterday. Again, I probably don’t want to know.
After all, I’m not a pervert or anything.
I rode his cock for a full 40 minutes and had 3
orgasms. I know he’s my son and all, but it’s hard not
to cum when you are being fucked for 40 minutes. And
unlike my husband, Brian was just chock full of energy.
But then, after my 3rd orgasm my legs were getting
cramped. From the position I was in.
I climbed off his cock reluctantly and then licked his
cock clean. I thought maybe the perverseness of a
mother licking her own cum from her son’s cock might
trigger his orgasm but it didn’t. I needed to take
things up a notch or two. I needed help.
I called Liz and Tina into the room. All the color in
Brian’s face disappeared but I assured him it would be
okay. When the girls came in they were confused when
they found up both naked. I put them at ease and
explained the situation. I said, “Girls, Brian has a
problem. He was masturbating and took some of your
father’s erection pills.”
I have always spoken to the kids about sex and had no
problem explaining the situation in plain terms. “Now
his penis is too hard and he is having trouble
ejaculating. I have been trying to help him but we are
not having much luck. Now we’re both starting to get
tired. With you girls help us?”
The girls looked each other and Tina asked, “What do we
have to do?” I said, “You know that adult movie you
both watched with your father last week? I’d like you
to do something like that. We’ll start off with oral
sex and see how it goes. If need be he’ll have sex with
you both.”
Okay, now you’d probably like an explanation on why I
let my 2 12 year old daughters watch a porno film with
their father but like I said, we are very open about
sex. They have sex education next year in school and my
husband thought it would be a good idea to show them a
few sex movies so when they are in class the
information will make more sense.
It’s like when the kids were learning about the
American Revolution we took them to Philadelphia that
summer. So don’t think there is anything odd about
their dad watching porn with them. He’s just watching
it with them in case they have any questions. In fact,
he even let them see his actual penis so they could
study it and they studied each other’s vaginas.
The girls seemed okay with the idea. I guess after
watching the 4 or 5 pornos they were curious to try
some of what they learned. So I put on some music and
told them to strip each other slowly. I figured it
might get Brian more aroused to see two twin girls
undressing each other. And the girls didn’t disappoint.
They were both still wearing their lingerie since they
just woke up and I have to admit it was pretty sexy as
Tina bend down and slid Liz’s panties down her legs. If
I were more of a pervert I would have been even wetter
than I was.
When they were both naked I called them over between
Brian’s legs. They knelt down and both took his cock in
their hands. They licked his cock from both sides,
occasionally touching tongues. Liz then took the
initiative and took the head of his cock into her
mouth. Tina took her retainer out of her mouth and went
to work on Brian’s balls. I was amazed at how well they
were doing with their first blow jobs. I guess Peter
did a very good job explaining how to suck cock. He has
always been a very good communicator.
I could tell Brian was in heaven as he looked down and
watched his twin sisters sucking his cock. Those two
identical faces licking and rubbing his sensitive organ
must have been a real treat for him. He reached down
and was playing with their silky hair as they serviced
him.
I know how men can get when they are sexually excited,
which is why I didn’t let it phase me when he started
talking dirty to the girls. He pulled them both against
his cock and said, “Suck it, sluts! Suck that cock!”
Tina looked up at me expecting me to say something to
her brother who was gagging her with his cock. Had this
been a normal day I would never have tolerated such an
outburst, but since we were in a moment of crisis I
wanted to do whatever it took to help my poor boy cum.
And if he enjoyed talking dirty then that would be okay
for the moment. I looked at her and said, “He said to
suck his cock, slut.”
The girls both looked at me but before they said a word
I continued, “And that means both of you. I want to see
his spunk dripping down your faces.” Brian moaned and I
knew I was on to something. He continued, “Yeah, you
fucking whores!”
They took turns sucking his cock another 10 minutes
before I could tell they were beginning to tire. I
should not have been surprised since this was their
first blowjob. So I helped them up and suggested we try
sex. I had Tina lay on her back and Brian was next to
her.
I said, “Okay, she needs to be nice and wet for this to
work. You girls are both virgins so we’ll need to be
careful. Tina, I want you to go first so you lay there.
Liz, get between her legs and lick her pussy. Get it
really wet and juicy.”
I know neither girl wanted to do this but for their
brother they said yes. I figured that their father also
told them about lesbian sex as they watched the pornos
together just in case some day it ever came up in
conversation. I wouldn’t want them to feel stupid for
not knowing what it is. That’s why I told my husband to
make sure they knew all about licking pussy.
Once again Pete impressed me. As I watched Liz lick her
twin sister’s cunt I smiled. It is very comforting to
know that my husband is such a great father. He must
have spent a lot of time going over this with them. And
both girls were smart enough to keep up the fa?e and
pretend to enjoy it. I am sure Brian was buying it.
Hell, I almost had to question it.
After a few minutes, I pulled Liz from her sister’s wet
honey pot, her face dripping with her sister’s girl
juice. Brian got between her legs and slid his cock
into her. It was amazing that Tina didn’t even flinch
when Brian took her cherry. He just slid right in as
though she had been fucking around for years. That’s my
trooper.
After fucking her for a few minutes, I told them to
switch positions. I wanted him on the bottom so she
could do all the work. This way if she got tired there
would be 2 more pussies to help out. He must have
already been exhausted.
She climbed on and started bouncing on his erect prick.
I told Liz to get on the bed so I could get her ready.
She laid down next to her brother and I got between her
legs and began licking that sweet virgin pussy.
I should probably pause and tell you that I have licked
pussy before. Again, that does not make me a pervert.
It was mostly in college. To get into the best sorority
I had to eat out any of the sisters whenever they asked
for an entire semester. But what was nice is that for
the next 3 1/2 years I got all of the pledges to ick my
pussy. Sometimes if a new girl was shy about licking
pussy I would lick hers for a while just to show that
it wasn’t a sexual thing for us, but rather a right of
passage.
And then in the years after college there were a few
times, mostly as a birthday girt to my husband or the
time my old friend from high school told me she might
be gay. I had to go full-out lesbo with her just to
prove to her that she wasn’t gay. I swear, it took me
eating her to 5 orgasms and fucking her 2 times with a
strap-on before she was convinced. The poor girl is so
nieve, knowing nothing about sexuality. It’s lucky for
her she has a friend like me who knows the score.
So anyway, I was licking Liz’s pussy while Tina rode
her brother’s hard cock like a pro. To look at her
you’d never know she had never had sex before. She even
had a nice butt clench going on the upward strokes. It
took me a good 3 or 4 years to learn that little trick.
She’s so smart.
I kept licking Liz for another 10 minutes till Tina
started to slow down. I think her legs were tired, but
that was fine. I had Liz so ready she even faked 3
orgasms as I licked her. She was probably practicing
for Brian.
Tina climbed off her brother and staggered over to the
chair in the corner as Liz climbed on top of Brian. It
was amazing how she didn’t even have to start off on
the bottom like Tina. She was so interested in helping
her brother that she just jumped on. As his cock slid
into her it made a nasty “slooosh” sound that made me
smile.
As Tina recovered, Liz rode her brother for a full half
hour. When I looked at the clock I began to worry.
Brian has had an erection for hours and Pete would be
home in another hour and a half for lunch. I needed to
finish this quickly.
“Okay, Liz get off. Brian, how would you like to ass
fuck your sisters?” Brian’s eyes lit up and the girls
seemed nervous naturally. As I walked into the bathroom
for the vasaline I said, “Don’t worry, we’ll get your
holes all lubed up. You’ll hardly feel a thing.”
The girls trusted me and they lined up side by
identical side with their legs spread and their bodies
bent over the end of the bed. I put a glob of vasaline
on my finger and stuck it into Liz’s asshole. She
yelped but then regained her composure. I sawed my
finger in and out of her butt to make sure she was
ready. I then moved on to Tina and Brian jumped into
position behind Liz. As he lined his cock up to her
hole he said, “Yeah, I’m gonna fuck your little ass,
bitch. I’m going to cum in your ass and make Tina lick
it out.”
Since I am not a pervert, these words shocked me. In
fact, it was probably that shock that was making my
heart beat race and my skin boil. My pussy was wet but
that was probably from being so hot. She screamed as
his cock split her lily white ass.
As Brian went to town on his sister, I thought of
another idea. I sneaked out of the room and then
returned with Benny, our 4 year old St. Bernard. He is
a great dog with one small quirk. He loves to hump
anything. Believe me, I know. He usually sticks with
people’s legs but 3 weeks ago I was getting out of the
shower and was in my bedroom with just a towel around
my body. I dropped the hair brush and bent to pick it
up. When I did the towel became too tight and slipped
off. Benny decided that was his opening so he climbed
up onto my back.
I felt his cock enter my pussy and I tried to stand but
he weighed too much. Plus, it wasn’t his fault he was
fucking the wrong type of creature. I mean, he’s just a
dog and in a way I was teasing him with my naked body.
So I did the only respectable thing and let him fuck
me. Naturally I didn’t get any pleasure from it. I
think I only had that orgasm because he pushed me down
onto the hair brush which was digging into my clit. The
same with the other 4 times it happened with Benny. I
swear that dog always knew when I was getting out of
the shower.
So anyway, I brought Benny into the room and told Tina
to get onto the floor next to the bed. She looked at
the dog and then said, “You want me to fuck a dog? No
way!”
I know she felt scared and thought it sounded weird but
we needed to help Brian. “Look, slut, I can tell you
love cock by the way you rode your brother. And I’ve
seen you looking at Benny as he licks his balls. I know
you want to get fucked by his big purple dog cock like
a horny little bitch.” She must have caught on because
she said, “Yes, I’m sorry. I’ve been fantasizing about
him. Liz and I touch each other as we talk about
sucking his cock.”
I know she was only playing along, but it was very
convincing. She should join the drama club. I know her
Uncle Steve mentioned that he and Pete wanted to take
the girls for a weekend and make movies with them. I’m
sure the girls will really make a splash one day in
that industry.
She got on her hands and knees as I walked Benny over.
He jumped right up and searched for a hole. Now what
happened next was my fault and I take full
responsibility. With all the lube on her tiny asshole
his cock slipped into the wrong hole. She wiggled and
screamed, “No! It’s in the wrong spot! Get it out!” She
tried to slip out from under him but I noticed Brian
was loving it. He was staring as he fucked Liz’s ass.
Brian shouted, “Benny, make her your bitch! Fuck that
ass!” He was also starting to moan more. I thought he
was getting close so I grabbed Tina and held her still
as the dog fucked her ass. She cried but Brian didn’t
seem to care. He was more interested in what was going
on at her other end.
The dog growled as it came inside Tina’s little ass. He
then slowed down and pulled out. I told her to plug it
up with her finger so it didn’t make a mess of the
carpet. I swear kids are so damn messy. Then I had her
climb up on the bed and crawl under her sister’s parted
legs with her face just below her brother’s swinging
balls.
I pulled Benny up onto the bed and started to lick his
cock clean. It was so slimy and nasty that I didn’t
want it to drip anywhere. Seeing that made Brian
finally cum. He grabbed Liz by the hips and buried his
cock so deep she screamed. He must have cum a good 4 or
5 ounces because it squirted out around the base of his
cock. From my angle I could see a gob of ass-spunk drip
down onto Tina’s face, hitting her on the nose, upper
lip and mouth.
Brian pulled his dirty cock from Liz’s body and Liz
dropped her ass down onto Tina’s face while she put her
face down into Tina’s cum-filled ass. Tina pulled her
finger from her ass and Liz dove in. I must say I was
pretty impressed that the girls were so concerned with
keeping the room clean.
Brian’s cock was still wet and nasty and dripping so I
told him to get in front of the dog. As soon as he did
Benny lifted his head and started to lick Brian’s cock.
I knew I could count on Benny to help us out. While he
was lapping Brian’s cock I kept sucking his purple
prick. I guess I was sucking too much because he came
in my mouth. He fired his second load in 10 minutes,
shooting the hot watery sperm down my throat. I hate to
say it but it actually tasted pretty good, even after
being inside my daughter’s virgin ass.
Brian was still having his cock licked by the dog as
the girls got up. They started to kiss each other and
lick the cum from the other’s face. I was wiping the
dog cum from my lips and licking it off my fingers.
That’s when we heard the clapping. I turned and saw
Pete in the doorway with his pants unzipped.
Pete said he was standing there for a few minutes and
loved watching what happened and wanted to know if it
was his turn. I laughed and called him a pervert and
told him to go out to the dining room and I would be
out to cook his lunch in a minute. He’s so funny. The
girls said they would help Brian and Benny get cleaned
up as I made lunch. I put on a robe and headed down the
hall.
When I entered the kitchen I was met by Pete who had
his pants around his ankles and his hard cock in his
hand. He said the scene of me naked is what made him so
horny and that since I turned him on I had to help him.
He was right, of course, so I opened my robe and bent
over the counter as it fell to the ground.
Pete came over and slid his cock into my pussy,
commenting on how wet it was. As he fucked me he asked
me to explain what happened. Amazing, even while making
love all he cared about was the welfare of the family.
So I told him in detail. The whole time he kept fucking
me and by the time I got to the part where the dog
climbed onto Tina he was ready to cum. He pulled out
and I got on my knees. Pete just loves to cum in a
girl’s mouth. He says it’s less messy that way.
He was filling my mouth with so much cum I almost
failed to notice the kids in the hall watching us.
Considering what just happened I was willing to over
look them staring at us, but we generally have a very
strict rule in our house. Normally, any time we have
sex when the kids are in the room they are not to stare
at us. That’s just good manners.
Then Pete told me to not swallow. He said, “Hey, baby,
don’t swallow. Since I was teaching the girls about
oral sex the other day I want to show them what it
looks like in your mouth.” The girls walked over and I
opened my mouth to show them the pool of white man
cream in my mouth. My tongue danced in the puddle of
ooze as they watched. Then he said, “Okay, now swallow
it.” I did as instructed and he helped me to my feet.
“Now girls, I hope you saw how she acted as though she
enjoyed the taste and the texture. It is all about
making the man think your whole purpose is to please
him. That is how you find a great man to marry one
day.” I looked at him and he quickly said, “One day in
the distant future of course.”
As I put my robe back on he took his cock in his hand.
A drop of seed was leaking out so he wiped it with his
finger and then licked it off. I was gad he did that in
front of the kids because it showed that it is
important to clean your own messes. Then he pulled up
his pants up, drank his coffee and was out the door. He
had to get back to work and I almost made him late with
my slow blowjob. I’ll have to work on doing that faster
next time. Maybe I could practice with Benny. I felt
really bad because he didn’t even get anything to eat.
Later that night he called me from work to tell me he
had to stay late with his secretary. She was a lovely
high school girl who did filing in the nights and when
school was out for the summer. I asked if he needed me
to bring him something to eat but he said he was
planning to eat out with Trish. I told him to make sure
he feeds her as well. He reassured me, saying he would
make sure she had her belly filled.
After that he told me he booked me a full day at the
spa this Saturday (tomorrow). He said that since I was
so nice in helping Brian I deserved to have someone
take care of me for the day. Did I mention how much I
love this caring man?
He said that since Brian was going camping with his
friend Lou he would send me out for a day of pampering.
He said he would watch Benny and the girls all day. I
asked what he was planning on doing with them and he
said he didn’t know just yet, but that he knew he would
keep them busy all day. He said he’d really ware them
out tomorrow. Maybe he was going to bring his brother
Steve over to work on those movies.
Well, I hope you have all enjoyed my telling of
yesterday’s events. My husband still thinks that people
may find it hot, but I doubt it. I mean, the world’s
not full of perverts.
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Cousins Forever: A hot summers day

“Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way, Watch your heartache drip, can’t keep away”
I don’t know how it happened, it just did. In the summer of my 17th year I had my first sexual experience with the girl of my dreams. The only problem was that she was my Cousin.
It was a hot summer’s day in the middle of July as I sat on my back deck slowly sipping on a beer I had snuck from my father’s beer fridge in the garage. No one was home but me. It had been like this every weekday since school had let out for the summer. Electing not to get a summer job I now spent most of my time drinking beer, jacking off, and swimming in our pool.
I was a good looking guy, tall and athletic, but for some reason I had never gotten around to having sex. Sure I had had girlfriends, but none of them for long enough to do anything other than make out and receive the occasional hand job. That was all fine and dandy up until recently, the occasional hand job, and the multiple jack-off sessions were just not doing it for me anymore. I needed something more real, more tangible.
I checked my watch, 5:15; my parents would be home from work soon. Deciding to take a quick dip in the pool before heading inside, I quickly gulped down the last few mouthfuls of Guinness, and dived into our in-ground pool. I resurfaced and swam to the other end. Jumping out I dried off, disposed of the empty beer bottle, and was just heading in the sliding patio door as I heard my mom’s corolla pull into the drive way. I quickly darted down the stairs to the solitude that was my basement bedroom. In the right corner was my bed, on the left a couch and TV, and on the far wall was my computer. It was a powerful machine; Intel quad core processor, 4 gigs of ram, the latest nvidia graphics card, and a spacious terabyte of hard drive to boot. The sad thing about it was, I only used the damned thing to watch porn, a waste of technology if I ever saw one.
After having a quick jack session to some bimbo getting banged by some guy with a big dick and a thin moustache, I cleaned up my mess and decided to watch a few sports highlights. I sat down on the cool leather couch and watched TSN until I was called up for supper.
Dinner was quiet as usual. Aside from the usual interrogative question from my mom or dad, I was able to eat my spaghetti in relative peace.
“What are your plans for tonight?” my mother asked as she scraped the last bit of sauce from her plate.
“I don’t know,” I replied through the last bite of my second helping. “Me and some of the guys might go and see a band down at the guild.” The guild was a local spot to see some pretty good local bands outside of bars, which my friends and I couldn’t get into due to the fact that we were minors.
“Well whatever you do don’t be out to late, you have to pick your cousin Jenna up at the airport tomorrow morning. She’s staying here for the next few weeks.”
“And you were going to tell me when.”
“I didn’t know she was coming until yesterday,” mom retorted. “Please try to be nice to her, maybe show her around.”
Well there goes my privacy for the next few weeks I thought as I put away my dishes in the dishwasher. I would be stuck chauffeuring my cousin around to different places like the mall, and the boardwalk. Jenna was a year younger than me and I hadn’t seen her since I was 6 at the last big reunion. She was from England, where my grandparents and mother were from. It was going to be an annoying few weeks.
“Fine,” I finally said reluctance.
“Thanks, dear,” my mom said as I ran down stairs to my room.
I set about getting ready for the show, slipping on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Spraying on my old spice body spray I headed out for the show still dreading the day to come.
The next morning I woke up and drove my shitty old Honda to the airport. Inside the lobby I waited for the plane to land. Sipping on a Pepsi I had bought from the vending machine, I held my sign that read “Jenna Smith” hoping it wouldn’t take too long for her to notice it. A steady stream of passengers filed through the doors marked “International- Port 2” I looked for any signs of a teenage girl, but it was mostly old people coming from England to the Maritimes for vacation.
I waited, and finally the last passenger to file through the door was a teenage girl indeed. My cock almost lurched at the sight. She had beautiful brown hair in a cute pony tail, piercing blue eyes searching lobby for my sign. She wore a tight “Rolling Stones” T-shirt over her well developed breasts. Her belly button was visible, pierced with a little metal stud. I continued to gaze at her letting my eyes slip down to her perfect waste line and hips. Her blue jeans conformed to her shapely hips and legs, giving a new meaning to the word sexy. Maybe these next few weeks wouldn’t be so bad after all I thought to myself as I watched her walk… towards me! My eyes darted up and I met her gaze, she had seen my sign and was hurrying towards me, backpack swung across her back. Had she seen me looking at her, I hope not it wouldn’t be a very good first impression especially for a cousin.
She reached me and put out her hand. “Hi, you must be John,” she said in a surprisingly sexy English accent, her luscious lips forming a smile on her pretty face.
“You must be Jenna,” I managed, still shocked at her appearance. Most of the females in the family, with the exception of my mother, were complete dogs. Jenna was clearly another of those exceptions.
“You like the Stones to?” she asked.
“Wha…”
“I saw you looking at my shirt,” she continued.
“Sure I do, I like mostly their mid-period stuff with Mick Taylor on guitar, you know “Sticky Fingers,” “Exile on Main St.” All that good stuff.”
“I know what you mean,” she replied. “Ron Wood just doesn’t do Mick T. any justice.”
“That’s what I always say, Mick T. is a better guitarist hands down,” I was glad that we had found a common ground with our musical tastes. If she weren’t my cousin I probably would have asked her out right there. “Anyways, we better get back to my house,” I continued.
“Okay,” she said turning towards the luggage pick up area
.
I followed her over to the area determined to carry her luggage for her (who says chauvinism is dead.)I couldn’t help but steal a few glances at her amazingly sexy ass beneath her tight jeans. We waited for her luggage. When it came I picked it up and was amazed at the fact that it was just one relatively small suitcase.
“Are you sure you’re a girl,” I asked nodding at the bag in my hand.
She giggled. “I like to travel light,” she answered placing her hand on my shoulder for a second.
Her hand sent a jolt of tingling electricity through my body; somehow her just brushing her hand against my shoulder had excited me. I remembered back to junior high and the tingly feeling I used to get just holding a girls hand on the bus. This was something similar.
“What a piece of junk,” she had said at the sight of my rusty little Honda.
“She may not look like much but she’s got it where it counts kid,” I retorted, quoting one of my favourite movie characters. “She’ll make point five past light speed.”
She stared at me a smirk across her face. I was suddenly worried that I had weirded her out with my nerdy out lash.
“That’s okay. But let’s just say I’d like to avoid any imperial entanglements,” she said her smile widening until it finally burst out into a laugh.
We talked about music on the way home finding out that we both enjoyed a lot of the same music. She made a few sarcastic comments about my shitty little car, but I didn’t mind, I even laughed at them.
We even made plans to go down to the guild for the blues festival on Saturday. I popped “Zeppelin II” into the CD player and we listened to it as we chatted about alternate guitar tunings. She was perfect she was a rock and blues loving, guitar playing, Guinness drinking, incredibly hot chick. The only problem is that she was my cousin and I would probably have been condemned to hell for thinking the thoughts I was thinking about her. (If I was religious)
We continued to chat as I pulled into the driveway and turned off the car. Popping the trunk, I opened the door and went to retrieve her suitcase. Just outside the car I bent to tie a shoe lace that had gone loose. I could see her glancing and smiling at me in the cars mirror. I pretended that I hadn’t caught her. Picking her suitcase back up I started for the house with her following closely behind. Once inside, I showed her to the spare bedroom upstairs. Placing her suitcase on her bed for her I began to head out the door.
“Where are you going you douche,” she called.
I turned around surprised at her statement. “I thought you would want some time alone to unpack.”
“I could use some help.”
“Okay,” I replied, glad for the chance to spend more time with her. Spend more time with my COUSIN I thought to myself, emphasizing the word cousin. Why did the perfect girl for me have to be my cousin? A blood relative, I must be a pervert for thinking about her in this manner, but with an ass like that, and an amazing personality, who couldn’t. My cock lurched at the thought of her ass, luckily it was in a position that I could easily hide my erection if need be.
The unpacking went fairly smoothly. There just simply wasn’t a lot of stuff to unpack, a few pairs of jeans, a skirt, a few t-shirts, a couple of tank tops. It did get a little awkward when it came time to unpack her under garments. She giggled at the site of me neatly packing her panties in the dresser drawer. I smiled back; I could feel my cheeks turning a little red.
The remainder of the first week was pretty much the same. We got along really well and had a great time at the blues festival that Saturday. I had introduced her to my friends, who all took an immediate liking to her that I quickly warded off with a warning stair. Luckily they took it as a big brother type thing and didn’t see through my quiet desire for my cousin.
It wasn’t until the second week that she started flirting with me. Nothing big, the occasional ass-brush against me in the hall, her playfulness in the pool, her playful punches to my arm, and most prominent of all was the half coy smile on her face in all of our interactions. I’m not stupid, and can usually tell when a girl has the hots for me. And let me tell you, all feelings were mutual. She almost caught me masturbating twice, and I have a feeling that she knew I had been. The irony was that I was jacking-off pretending that she was the girl in the porn vids. I even started to look for girls that looked similar to her, but it was hard to find any that were even close to being that sexy. A considerably amount of sexual tension started to build up between us. It all boiled down on Friday of the second week.
It was afternoon and we were watching some action movie I hadn’t seen before. We sat on the couch in the family room together, we leaned against opposite arms, our feet just almost touching. Anyways, the film looked to be straight out of a nineteen eighties made for TV collection (The things you watch when you’re bored) and it was about some cop trying to solve some murder involving a hooker and two crime families. Things took a turn between us when it got to a sex scene in the movie; the cop was having gentle romantic sex with his sexy female partner.
Jenna began to rub her foot against mine, caressing it with her toes. The sex scene was becoming awkwardly long and it was making me a little horny too. Jenna continued to caress my foot with her toes, moving up to my ankle. I pretended to not notice as I continued to watch the movie. Was this more flirting, or was it something a little more. It sure felt like it. Was my cousin initiating something highly taboo? Part of me longed for it; the other part was reluctant to even think about it.
By now she was rubbing her foot up and down my bare leg, from my ankle to my knee and back down. Yep she was definitely getting at something. I finally turned and met her gaze. Her eyes looked as if she longed for attention, attention that for some reason only I could give. I extended my hand for her. She took it, and I pulled her closer. Wrapping my arm around her I gently caressed her bare shoulder and started to rub her stomach with my other hand. She smiled at me as I rubbed.
“I have a bad feeling about this,” I said, no longer shy of my nerdy side.
She giggled in response, as she rubbed my upper leg with her hand. “It’s okay baby,” she said coyly. “I won’t bite.”
I gazed into her piercing blue eyes; she abruptly closed them and leaned towards me expectantly. I did not disappoint, our lips met with the gentle passion of two lovers kissing for the first time. The kiss felt like an eternity on its own. My tongue rolled around hers as they danced together. If you want to know how to hold your breath for a record amount of time, all you have to do is kiss my cousin Jenna. When she finally but reluctantly released me letting my lower lip slide between her teeth, I realized that we were both sweating heavily and I was caressing her left breast. Her nipples were hard through her shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra. She tugged at my shirt and I held up my arms for her to take it off. She pulled it off and turned her attention to my stomach and chest. She kissed my abs, working her way up with a trail of gentle kisses and licks to my nipples. Gently nibbling and licking them, she continued up until she met my lips in a more forceful kiss this time.
It was my turn to take her shirt off. She held her arms up as I slowly pulled the bottom of her tank top up. I watched intently as the fabric pulled away from her smooth skin. My cock stood at full attention as her average sized but shapely breasts bounced out of her top. They looked nice and firm, a trait I admired. Her eraser tip nipples were perfect extruding from her quarter sized areolas. Her shirt pulled away from her head, and I threw it to the floor. I began to massage both breasts. She let out a soft moan as my thumbs began to rub against her nipples. Once again our gaze met, and on her face was a look of pure ecstasy. I continued to knead her breasts until I could not take it anymore. I had to give those nipples a taste.
Getting on my knees in front of her, I began to rub her breasts once more. She moaned, a little more powerfully this time as I took her right nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it, flicking it with my tongue, enjoying the salty taste of her sweat. I continued to suck on her right breast, as I went back to massaging her left.
“That’s it babe,” she said, running her fingers through my hair. “Suck on my tits.”
I shifted positions, now sucking her left nipple, and rubbing the small of her back. I reluctantly decided that that had been enough and left a trail of gentle kisses and licks up to her neck until I reached her mouth.
Locked in a passionate kiss once again, she began to rub my stiff cock through my shorts. I was in heaven. The feeling of her feminine hand, considerably smaller than mine was incredible. A jolt of sexual energy shot through my body at her touch, and it was my turn to moan. Still locked in a kiss, I placed my hands firmly under her jean covered ass and stood up, lifting her with me. Turning around, I sat back on the couch.
Now in a straddle position, she began to rub my chest, stomach, and more importantly she continued to pay some much needed attention to the stiff member beneath my shorts. I continued to rub my hands against her smooth soft skin, this time electing to rub the small of her back. Occasionally I would slip my hands down into her jean pockets and massage her soft but cheeks, enjoying the feeling of her warm and sweaty skin. Releasing my mouth from hers, she leaned forward her breasts rubbing against my chest. She turned her attention to my ear, taking it between her teeth and nibbling on it. Man this was great. It was her next remark that I would remember my whole life. From now on, every time I would think of these words, my cock would lurch to attention from the pure taboo pleasure they made me feel.
“Cousin John want his cock sucked?” she asked, a stifling sound to her voice. Just those words alone sent shivers down my spine. This was so inconceivably wrong, but it felt so right. For those few seconds we were both there, living in the moment. Nothing else existed, just us and our cousinly lust. Somehow I had justified the kissing and rubbing as just plain old fun experimentation, happens all the time I thought, thinking of the stories you here about cousins down in the more southern areas of the US. I didn’t know how my mind could justify what was about to happen. My conscience, and my cock, were always in a constant battle. A battle my conscience rarely one, and this time was no exception.
“Yes,” I finally responded. “Please, I need your lips wrapped around it.”
Kneeling down in front of me, she smiled as she tugged at my shorts. I lifted myself up a bit allowing her to pull them off with ease. She had pulled my shorts and boxers off in the same pull and as a result my rock hard 7-incher sprang out, finally released from its prison. I gazed at her pretty face as she smiled and took it in her hand, slowly examining it as if she were an art critic, judging a sculpture. Her sultry grin grew, and she started to stroke up and down my long member. It felt so good, so much better than any of the other girls that had jacked me, and certainly better than I had ever done for myself. “That’s it sexy, stroke my cock,” I sighed.
“You like that?” she asked licking her lips.
I nodded.
“You’ll like this even more.”
My head rolled back as she took my cock into her steamy mouth, bathing it in her warm saliva. I moaned as her tongue flicked across my head, playing with my little pee slit. Releasing her little pony tail, I watched as her gorgeous shoulder length brown hair fell. I began to run my fingers through it, enjoying the soft feeling of her long strands. She continued to bob up and down on my cock, her tongue running back and forth as she did so. Occasionally she would let my cock out of her mouth with a glorious pop, and give my saliva slickened cock a few long strokes before going back to the sucking. At one point she held cock at the tip and licked slowly from the base up, taking it back into her mouth at the top. My balls stirred as if they were a highly efficient factory, preparing a batch of its most revered product for shipment. I would cum soon. Perhaps sensing that I was close to blowing my load, Jenna quickened her pace, allowing more of my cock to enter her mouth. Pretty soon, it was pushing at the entry way to her throat. With the finesse of a pro, she finally took me all in. Gagging a bit, she released me, only to plunge back down pressing her nose against my pubes. She released once again, this time returning to the gentle bobbing motion she had started with. I felt her fingers caressing my scrodum, this was too much. My cum sprayed into her mouth, several powerful streams of my nectar, one after the other, filling her to the brink. To my delight she swallowed the whole load.
Grinning she stood up and removed her tight jeans. Man she had a sexy waistline. She stood there topless, a black lace thong covering my prize. I stood up and playfully pushed her on to the couch. She willingly fell down, closing her legs. I grinned. Kneeling down before her, I spread her legs, marvelling at her glorious inner thighs. I kissed them, starting with the right, from her knee to just to the right of her pussy lips. A sweet pungent aroma filled my nostrils as I switched to her left thigh. It was intoxicating. I pulled her little panties off throwing them to the side.
Her pussy was beautiful; to perfect sized lips surrounding a little opening that looked way to small for a cock. A thin strip of pubic hair trailed down to point at it welcomingly. Her pussy was sopping wet, that much was clear. I probably could have plunged my cock in without any trouble. I wanted a taste anyway. Gently licking her in the area surrounding her beautifully shaped lips, I teased her growing closer to my target with each passing lick. She squirmed, moaning as I teased her. I could feel her arching, trying to make her pussy meet my tongue, but I wouldn’t let it. I continued to lick her soft skin when finally I gave her slit a lick. She shuttered at the feel of my tongue. I looked up, she was biting her bottom lip, and her eyes were squinting in pleasure. I loved it, I had never pleasured a girl like this before and was surprised at the pleasure it gave me to watch her expressions of ecstasy. Taking a pussy lip into my mouth, I sucked on it and let it pop out. Repeating the same to the other, I started to lick her slit up and down, never quite touching her clitoris. I could feel her vibrating under my tongue, and hear her moans of pleasure as I ate her out. Finally I started to lick her clit, flicking it with my tongue. Two of my fingers began to slide in and out of her pussy, her juices flowing freely. “Have you ever had a cock in your pussy?” I asked, my turn to play with her feelings of taboo.
“No,” she said. “But I’m on birth control, so it’s okay.”
“You want my cock Cousin Jenna?”
“Yes John, Fuck me, Fuck me now!” she called through her pleasure.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I let her guide my stiff cock in with her hand. The feeling was incredible, warm, tight, and moist. It was everything I had imagined it and more. Slowly I began to push back and forth, going a little further with each gentle thrust. Pretty soon I met some resistance. Pulling back I watched her wince in anticipation. With one quick thrust I forced my cock through her cherry and buried it to the hilt. She screamed in pain, but it soon died down giving way to the pleasure she was feeling.
I began to thrust again, in and out, slowly at first but my pace quickened with each push. We both began to pant and moan heavily. The amount of sweat pouring off of our body was immense. We gazed at each other’s eyes as I began to plunge in and out with great force abandoning all attempts to be gentle. She screamed with pleasure as she shuttered into an orgasm of epic proportions, soaking my cock and balls in her silky juices. This set me off. I drained my factory, pumping my thick steamy cum into her tight love hole. With a final moan of delight, we pulled from each other. Snuggling our naked bodies together, we fell asleep in each other’s arms, a satisfied smile on our faces.
To be continued in… “Cousins Forever: The chill of winter’s day”

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Taking Pictures of My Mom – 2

Taking Pictures of My Mom – 2
…Molly, (the mom)…
…as I yelled uncontrollably I felt the hot rush of dad Johnny’s cum shooting in my mouth. It was so intense I started to climax big as uncle Berry pushed his hardon in my back hole…..
…Dad Johnny bucked and moaned as he shot cum filling my mouth. My hands on his butt cheeks pulled with him to keep going and going. My back hole felt uncle Berry push deep in me as he fucked me. I felt warm cum being injected in me.
….I couldn’t help but pucker down hard on him as he too moaned and fucked me hard. He shot and shot in me as I had intense trembles from head to toe throughout my body……
…I only remember wanting a lot more of this… as we all remained locked together panting.
….After a while. Uncle Berry got up slowly and got the video camera and came over for close ups. Dad Johnny was still in my mouth as I savored his cum and then swallowed it down. Uncle Berry got a shot of himself putting his hardon in my pussy and fucking me some. Dad Johnny got off me and took the camera and shot Uncle Barry and I fucking like wild animals.
…. The fact that I was on camera just intensified my now wild lust for him. We squirmed and moaned as we fucked. I reached over and jacked Dad Johnny while Uncle Berry fucked me hard and deep in my pussy.
….I was having the best most exciting time of my life. I loved all the attention from the guys. I loved being filmed and now fulfilling my personal desires. It was giving me a wild feeling inside of lust for them…. gone wild. I was going to give uncle Barry the best fuck of his young life.
… I moaned in his ear, I felt and pulled on his body. I wrapped my legs tightly around him and squeezed him with my pussy.
…I thought the poor guy was going to pass out just before he moaned and shot his big hot load deep in me. We both shook with pleasure as I climaxed hard with tingles all the way down to my toes….all caught on video.
….I was their toy and I liked letting them play with my body. I felt like a queen being pleased by to young knights. They would do anything I requested. Suck my nipples, feel my body and both lick my pussy together.
…This was part 2 of my young encounter with my real dad and uncle, but now, nothing was held back. I had two cocks to suck and play with. Two cocks to jack on and have cum in me. I had seen on a porn film, something else I wanted to do. I wanted both their cocks in me at once…..
….I had to take a shower as they were hard to resist leaving even for a little while. Uncle Barry put in a new mega-chip in the camera. Dad Johnny took me in the shower as uncle Barry filmed. Dad Johnny gave me a personal shower, feeling me up all the way.
… All I had to do was lean against the shower wall. Dad Johnny did it all for me, as uncle Barry filmed. They then both got in the shower with the camera on the tri-pod and shower door open. They showered and then began a slow licking of my wet body. My legs got weak, it felt so good. “A Queens Shower” I thought to myself…..
…Johnny and Berrys thoughts…
…We were in sex heaven. We were doing everything young guys ever wanted to do to a sexy hot woman. We couldn’t keep our hands off her, just incase this was all a dream. She had it all and we were in her toy box. We dried her off and I carried her down to the kitchen. We fixed us all some food. We hand fed her like the goddess she was. We just had to feel her body all we could.
…Berry carried her naked up stairs as I filmed it all. She said she had something ’special’ she wanted to do with us.
….We laid her on the bed. She had Berry lay beside her and then under her. As she lay on her back on him she reached down and jacked Berry. She then put his cock in her pussy. They started slowly fucking. She told me to put the camera on the tri-pod and point it at her pussy down low. She was smiling so big as she pulled me on top of her.
…I couldn’t believe what she was doing. She started putting my cock in her pussy too. It was nice and tight and felt so good. We all were kind of a ’stack’ of 3 people. She was really hot and excited now. Berry reached around her and felt her tits. Her and I tongue kissed and had to break for air a lot as we gasp. She moaned so hot as her hands felt us all she could.
…All she could manage to say was: “..oh yes,…oh yes!..”..over and over. It felt strange to feel Berry’s cock under mine as we began to fuck her together. Mom was in her own heaven and fucked with us, deep and hard. She could somehow tell we were going to cum in her. We all fucked faster and faster. Her pussy squeezed us right as we came. Three people squirmed, moaned and fucked hard as she yelled out “Oh God Yesssss!” real loud. She squirmed and shook as we all felt the two loads of hot cum pumping in her.
….I’ll never forget the slapping noise the three of us made fucking her damp body. I thought ’…this is awesome off the scale’ as Berry kept slowly fucking her. Cum was everywhere around her pussy. We didn’t know she had squirted big time. The room felt like it was on fire with the heat. We felt her over and over until we all collapsed in a ’Queen’s Sandwich’, she called it…….
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….Many weeks later we all lay naked in her bed. We felt her and she felt us. We started watching our video….and again… we couldn’t make it to the finish. Now we have lot’s of videos to watch of us. Mom keeps saying: “Sandwich anyone?”….
……so we gladly filled the Queen’s request…..

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What Daddy Needs 7

Justin leaned against the closed bathroom door listening to the sound of his sister vomiting. He knocked timidly on the door then pushed it open a little and peeked in. Phoebe knelt on the floor resting her head against one arm draped over the toilet bowl. She opened her eyes when she heard the door, but she didn’t lift her head.
“Are you okay?” he asked stepping into the bathroom.
She nodded then, gripped by another wave of nausea, rolled up onto her knees and started to heave again.
Justin turned and ran to the top of the staircase. “Dad!” he yelled at the top of his lungs.
“Justin, stop bellowing and come down here if you want to speak to your father,” his stepmother said angrily from the door of the living room.
“Dad!” Justin yelled again as he started down the stairs.
“What is it, Justin?” Jake asked coming to the bottom of the steps from the direction of the kitchen.
“Phoebe’s sick,” Justin said continuing down the stairs as Jake started up, taking the steps two at a time.
He paused for a second in the bathroom doorway as his teenaged daughter emptied what was left in her stomach. She wiped her hand across her mouth and sat back, turning to lean against the wall. He went to kneel beside her, gently stroking her hair.
“Not feeling so good?” he asked softly.
Phoebe shook her head. Her dad stood up and took the liner out of the small plastic trash can by the toilet. He helped Phoebe to her feet and kept a steadying arm around her shoulders as he guided her back to her room.
He settled her back onto her pillows and set the trash can on the floor next to her bed. Sitting down carefully beside her he brushed a damp tendril of hair back from her face. Phoebe closed her eyes and curled up on her side.
“It’s probably just a stomach bug,” Jake said rubbing her back.
“I know,” she mumbled.
“I’ll bring you some peppermint tea and dry toast then you can go back to sleep,” he said rising to his feet.
He left the room. Phoebe dozed off to wake up what seemed like a few minutes later
to her dad caressing her cheek. He helped her sit up and she sipped the tea and ate the piece of toast he’d brought her. When she finished she sank back onto her pillow and smiled wanly at her dad.
Jake leaned down and lightly kissed her forehead. “Just take it easy today, kitten,” he said as he straightened up. “I’ll call and check on you later.”
Phoebe nodded and closed her eyes. Her dad stood by her bed for a few minutes more watching her as she drifted back to sleep.
Downstairs he leaned in the doorway of the living room. His wife, Lorraine, lounged on the sofa paging through one of her magazines. She looked up and smiled.
“Phoebe is staying home from school today,” he said. “She’s not feeling well.”
“She probably has a test she doesn’t want to take,” the dark haired woman said petulantly.
“She’s throwing up,” he said straightening away from the frame. “Just let her be. I’ll call in a while and check on her.”
Lorraine sat up and swung her feet to the floor as he started to turn away. “We’re still going out tonight, right?” she asked. “We promised the Jacksons.”
“I don’t know,” he answered without turning around.
Lorraine jumped up to follow him to the door. “It’s not like she has to watch Justin,” she said. “He has a sleep over tonight.”
“If Phoebe isn’t feeling well I’m not going to leave her here alone,” he said the irritation beginning to sound in his voice.
“We haven’t been out in forever,” she whined. “Phoebe’s a big girl. She’d be fine . . .”
Jake slammed his open palm against the door and his wife jumped and shrunk away from him. “I said we’ll see how she feels later,” he said, his voice tight.
He took a deep breath as Lorraine retreated to the living room. With a final glance toward the stairs, Jake opened the door and left. His wife sullenly returned to paging through the magazine. She couldn’t wait until her spoiled step daughter was out of her house.
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Phoebe turned off the TV when she heard the front door slam. Rising to her feet she started up the hallway toward the front of the house. She met her father on his way to the kitchen. He didn’t look happy.
“You’re home early,” she said as he brushed past her.
She turned and followed him into the kitchen, leaning against the black granite counter top of the island in the center of the room. She watched as he got a glass and poured a generous portion of Scotch. He turned to look at her as he raised the glass to his lips.
“Where’s Lorraine?” Phoebe asked.
Jake shrugged as he set his glass down on the counter next to his daughter. His hands cupping her face, he slid his fingers into her long, silky hair. She closed her eyes as his lips found hers, her arms snaking around his neck. She parted her lips and he thrust his tongue against hers as he wrapped his arms around her.
He broke the kiss and, sighing deeply, rested his forehead against hers. Phoebe caressed his stubble roughened cheek. He kissed her nose then her forehead and, keeping one arm around her, picked up his glass and took another long drink.
“Did you not have a good time?” Phoebe asked leaning back to look up at her dad.
“I didn’t want to go out in the first place,” he said. “Then she did nothing but whine and bitch the whole evening.”
“Where is she now?” she asked, her hands tugging at the dress shirt tucked into his jeans.
Jake watched his daughter with heavy lidded eyes as she started to unbutton his shirt. He took another sip from his glass then set it down again and slid his hands under her shirt. He ran his hands over her soft skin then pulled her close again.
“I don’t want to talk about Lorraine,” he said huskily.
“When is she coming home?” Phoebe asked, her hands gliding over his chest.
“I don’t know,” he said, his hands closing firmly over her tiny waist. “It doesn’t matter.”
He lifted her onto the counter and slid his hands under her shirt pushing it up. Phoebe grasped the hem and pulled the shirt off over her head. Jake pressed her knees apart to stand between her thighs, his hands cupping her round breasts. She leaned back on her arms as her dad pushed her tits together and lowered his head to lick one pert, pink nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
She brought one hand up to cup the back of his head as his mouth moved from one hard, rosy bud to the other and back again. Her breathing quickened as she watched her dad suckle her breast. It felt as though there was one nerve coupling her breasts and some mysterious point deep in her lower abdomen. Her dad’s hands and mouth caressing the firm mounds of flesh were setting off hot flares of exquisite pleasure that vibrated through the core of her womanhood.
His lips left her her breasts to trail kisses over her quivering stomach as his hands urged her to lie back on the counter. She lifted her hips as he pulled her shorts and panties off. He ran his hands up over the soft, smooth skin of her calves to the backs of her knees and lifted her legs until her feet were on the counter by her firm, round ass.
He caressed the inside of her thighs as he eased her legs open wider. His thumbs gently spread her labia and he leaned down and pushed his tongue into her, swirling it around the opening of her vagina before drawing the tip through her slit to flick again and again at her clit. Phoebe groaned and rocked against his face.
“Daddy,” she murmured, her hands moving to hold his head as he sucked the hard nub into his mouth, “it feels so good.”
He slid a finger into her wet cunt and felt her tighten her muscles as he began to thrust in and out. Her breathing quickened and she ground herself against his face. He slipped another finger into her and she groaned as he curved them up in a come hither motion to rub the top wall of her vagina. His tongue worked her erect clit, his free hand massaged her lower abdomen pressing firmly just above her pubic bone.
Finding the rougher mound of flesh on the top wall of her vagina, Jake began tapping the tips of his fingers against it. Phoebe gasped and arched her back. Her thighs clamped against his head and he could feel the tremors that wracked her petite body.
“Daddy,” she moaned. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Cumming.”
Jake felt his daughter’s tight pussy clamp down on his fingers. He withdrew them to press his mouth against the convulsing opening to lap at the juices that squirted from her sweet cunt. Phoebe shuddered through her orgasm Her hands holding her father’s head firmly against her body until the waves of pleasure subsided.
Jake pulled her up, holding her tightly against his body as he kissed her deeply. Phoebe wound her arms around her father’s neck moaning softly as she sucked the taste of her cunt off his tongue. He lifted her off the counter and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the den.
He laid her gently on the sofa and kissed her before straightening to slowly remove his clothes. Phoebe watched through sleepy eyes, reaching for him as he lowered himself onto her. She spread her legs for him and he guided the plum shaped head of his hard cock to the tight opening of her vagina pushing into her until he had buried his entire length in her slick, warm depths.
“Daddy,” Phoebe breathed as he held himself still inside her for a moment. “Fuck me.”
Jake leaned down and captured her lips with his. He began a slow, steady rhythm, pulling back until just the head of his thick, hard cock was still in her tight, wet cunt before thrusting back into her. He could feel her tightening, the walls of her sweet pussy clinging to his tumescent prick every time he pulled back to piston into her again.
His breathing quickened with his pace till he was panting as he pounded into her. Phoebe rocked up to meet each hard thrust, rotating her hips to grind her engorged clit against the base of his cock as he slammed into her. She felt the delicious tension building again.
Jake pushed up on his arms, his head down as he fucked her as hard and fast as he could. His balls, heavy with unspent semen, swinging with his powerful thrusts, slapping wetly against her ass. He clenched his jaw as he tried to hold back prolonging the pleasure his daughter’s body afforded him.
“Phoebe,” he groaned.
“Uh huh. Uh huh,” she whimpered. “Daddy. Oh, fuck yes. Daddy!”
Her body stiffened and the tension building in her lower stomach snapped as her orgasm overtook her. She rocked up against him, driving his turgid cock deeply into her convulsing cunt. She felt him swell inside her and bucked her hips wildly against him.
Jake pulled out and rose to his knees, his cock in his hand. “Open your mouth, baby,” he said huskily as he fisted his cock stroking it fast.
Phoebe obeyed as her Dad’s hips jerked and his cock spewed cum onto her nose and cheek. He kept pounding his meat and erupted again as she stuck out her tongue to catch his semen letting some drip onto her chin. She sat up and took the head of his cock into her mouth to suck the last of his cum from his balls.
Jake groaned as his daughter rubbed his half flaccid cock against her cheek then sucked him into her mouth again to clean her cum and his from his flesh. He shivered when her tongue circled the overly sensitive head of his shriveling cock. He pulled out of her mouth and sat back on the sofa to watch as Phoebe used her fingers to scoop his cum from her cheek and chin then suck them into her pretty mouth.
He rose to his feet and helped her up. “We can’t stay here,” he said helping her up.
Gathering up his discarded clothes he headed into the kitchen with her in tow. He stopped to finish the Scotch in his abandoned glass then picked up her shorts and top before leading her upstairs.
“I’m going to wash up,” she said pausing in the hallway.
Jake nodded and walked to his bedroom as Phoebe closed the bathroom door behind her. She washed her face and rinsed her father’s cum from her where it had run into her hair. She brushed her teeth and turned off the light as she left the bathroom to cross the hall to her bedroom.
“Lock it,” her father said from her bed as she pushed her door shut. She hesitated for a second and then obeyed.
“You shouldn’t sleep here,” she cautioned as she crawled into her bed beside him.
“Maybe not,” he agreed, pulling her close to him, “but I’m going to.”
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Phoebe woke before her dad. He slept on his side, pressed against her body, one arm laying across her slender waist. She turned onto her side to face him, her face close to his. She caressed his cheek then slid her hand down over his lightly furred chest and stomach to fondle his flaccid penis.
He stirred in his sleep, but didn’t wake up as she began to stroke him. His cock stiffened and swelled in her hand. She pushed against his hip to urge him onto his back and leaned over him lifting his cock and sucking him into her mouth. She closed her fingers around him. Twisting her head from side to side, she moved her mouth slowly up and down his shaft.
Jake woke to the wet, sucking sensation of his daughter fellating him. He groaned loudly and cupped her head in his hands as he began to thrust into her willing mouth. Phoebe moved her hands to his hips, massaging the sides of his firm ass cheeks as she took him deeper into her mouth with each downward stroke.
“Baby,” he murmured huskily. “So good.”
Phoebe pushed down until her nose brushed the coarse curls at the base of his cock. Her dad’s hips jerked when the head of his cock slid into her throat. She gagged a little and backed off bobbing up and down on his cock faster, sucking as she lifted her head and pushing her tongue against the underside of his cock as pushed back down.
Jake’s breathing grew ragged and he clenched his fists around handfuls of her hair as he fucked her mouth faster. His balls tightened and he threw his head back against the pillow, hips hips jerking up against her face.
“I’m gonna cum,” he moaned as his cock swelled and pulsed in his daughter’s mouth.
Phoebe fisted his cock and began stroking him fast as she lifted her head to hold just a few inches of his cock in her mouth as his semen erupted into her mouth. She sucked and swallowed as his cock twitched and continued to spew cum.
When he was completely spent, she lifted her head and Jake watched drowsily as she licked the cum that had gathered at the corner of her sweet mouth. He pulled her up to lie against his chest and his hands cupping her face guided her mouth to his. She parted her lips and his tongue explored her mouth seeking out the taste of his semen.
Pushing up to she sat beside him and smiled. “Good morning, daddy.”
Jake put his hands behind his head and grinned at her. “It sure is.”
Phoebe turned to slide off the bed. As she stood up the room tilted dangerously and a wave of nausea rolled over her. She put one hand on the night stand to steady herself and Jake sat up, concerned by her sudden pallor.
She rushed to the door swallowing hard as she fumbled with the lock. Throwing the door open she ran across the hall into the bathroom. Jake got to the door just as she dropped to her knees in front of the toilet and emptied the contents of her stomach. He sat on his haunches beside her and held her hair back, rubbing her back with his free hand while she continued to heave.
She finished and slumped back against the wall. Jake sat down beside her and drew her into his arms. She laid her head against his chest.
“Phoebs,” he said softly, “Did you have your period this month?”
She nodded without lifting her head. “It was just really light.”
Jake smiled and kissed the top of her head. “Did you feel better after you ate yesterday morning?”
“I felt better when I woke up the second time. Why?” she asked tilting her head to look into her dad’s face.
“I think you might be pregnant, baby,” he said, his smile widening.
She shook her head. “I’m on the pill, Daddy.”
“You go back to bed,” he said brushing her hair back from her face. “I’m going to run a quick errand.”
He stood up and helped her to her feet. She took and unsteady step and he picked her up and carried her back to her room. Laying her gently on the bed he leaned down and kissed her forehead.
“I’ll be right back,” he promised.
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Phoebe sat on the side of the tub rocking nervously as her dad picked up the plastic test stick and stared at it for what seemed like forever. He finally met her eyes and a smile spread across his face. He held it out to her.
“Positive,” he said as she took it and looked at the little plus sign.
Tears welled in her eyes as she handed it back to him. “What am I going to do, Daddy?”
Jake kneeled in front of his daughter and looked up into her distraught face. “It’s going to be okay, pumpkin,” he said smiling reassuringly. “I’m always going to be here for you. I’m going to take care of you and this baby.”
“What about college?” she asked, tears still rolling down her face.
“You’ll take a year after high school and then go,” he answered wiping her tears away. “Everything is going to be okay. I promise you.”
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him. He stroked her hair and rocked her.
“Everything is going to be fine,” he said soothingly.
He laid his cheek against the top of her head and smiled. Everything was going to be perfect.

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First Time With Sarah

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Secrets

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I had always had a special bond with my youngest step-daughter from the beginning of my marriage. It was a typical bond, that of most parents, the only difference was that she wasn’t of my blood. Things were tough for Kristi when she was young, nothing seemed to come easily for her. She had to study twice as hard as her older sister to make decent grades in school, and as a teenager she struggled just as much socially, where as everything came easy for Traci. My wife, Beth and I took extra time helping Kristi with her studies, but neither of us knew what to do to help her make and keep friends. We both believed that sooner or later it would just happen naturally.
One night I was relaxing, watching a little TV before bed, trying my best to forget about a long week of work when Kristi came into the room in tears. I immediately asked her what was wrong, but her only response was to ask when her mother would be home. I told her that she was working over and wouldn’t be home until morning. My answer only brought more tears, and she started to sob as she turned away.
“Wait!” I called to her. “Come here and tell me what’s going on. Why are you crying?” I patted the cushion next to me on the sofa, and Kristi reluctantly took a seat next to me.
She sat hunched over, leaning toward the floor, her butt barely on the sofa. She cupped her hands to her face to try and hide her tears, and flushed cheeks. “It’s nothing…” She said, her words muffled by her hands and tears.
“Well you don’t cry over nothing.” I responded, my heart growing heavy I my chest. I could not bear to see her cry.
“I’m stupid…” She sobbed, shaking her head slightly from side to side.
“Sweetie, your not stupid, just tell me what has you so upset. I‘m sure we can work it out.”
She through herself back against the sofa, her tiny frame nearly convulsing as she wept. Kristi was only fifteen when this day happened, and I had only recently realized that she had started to mature into a striking young woman. I had always know she was beautiful, the spitting image of her mother at her age, but until the night of her first formal dance a week earlier, somehow I had not noticed how her body had changed. When she came out of her room in that black sequenced gown that clung to her small body like a second skin, I was in awe. It was cut fairly low over the breast, showing off the inner firm mounds of her pert breasts, and plunged low in the back. And when I say low I mean low, the open back swooped down below her waistline, and was open across her back. It showed off her new found figure far too well, a figure that I had not noticed until that night. Now she laid back on the sofa in a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top. The shorts being a bit too short, and the same for the top.
“I feel weird about talking to you about this, about my love life.” Again Kristi cupped her hands over her face. She drew in a deep breath, causing her belly to sink into her body.
“Sweetie, you can talk to me about anything.” Is what I told her, but I was thinking to myself: You’re fifteen, how much of a love life can you have? But before the last word passed over my lips I had a flash back of myself at fifteen, and wasn’t sure I really wanted to know the answer to my question, and was damn glad I had not asked it out loud.
“I know… but when it comes to this stuff… well I just feel strange talking to you about it.” I could see her cheeks flush a deeper shade of crimson as she spoke, and wondered why.
“It’s okay, I understand. Just remember that I am here for you no matter what.”
“Oh God, that makes it even harder.”
“What does?”
“You being you. Just forget it.” Kristi hopped up from the sofa and walked over the entrance of the hallway that led back to the bedrooms. She stopped and leaned forward against the corner of the two walls, and stared back at me through her red eyes. “Fine, I have to talk to somebody or I’m going to explode.” She said, then sat back down next to me.
“You don’t have too, you can wait until Traci gets home… talk to her.”
Kristi let out a angry laugh as she brought her right hand down on my thigh. “She’s part of the problem.” She shook her head again, took another deep breath and then went on. “Nick and I broke up.”
“Really, I thought you two were getting along fine?” I gently rested my hand atop her’s on my thigh.
“So did I, until I found out that he was feeling Terri up at his place last night.”
“What does that mean?”
“Feeling her up? You know, playing with her titts.”
“I know what feeling up means, but how do you know that’s what happened?” Kristi turned her hand over under mine and squeezed.
“I was asking him about last night, why he didn’t call, and he let it slip. He actually said that her titts may be bigger, but mine are firmer. Can you believe that? Like that is suppose to make me feel better!”
Kristi twisted her upper body toward me, through her arms around my neck, and cried on my shoulder. I in turn wrapped my arms around her, held her tight, and rubbed her back to console her. She and Terri were complete opposites. Terri too was pretty, but had thick brown hair, while Kristi took after her mother with thin blonde hair. It was no secret that Terri had larger breasts, anyone with eyes could see that, but she was also heavier, more on the plump side compared to Kristi that was luck to reach a hundred pounds soaking wet. Terri wasn’t fat, she just had always been a little thick around the middle was all, and Kristi had a tiny waist. As for the firmness of their breasts I had no clue, I had never paid attention, and the only way I would have know was from the hugs the girls gave when we said goodbye. Every time they, or myself, or Beth would leave we always hugged each other, usually accompanied by a kiss on the cheek, or quick peck on the lips. But I had never noticed how the girls breasts felt against me during our hugs, it had never even crossed my mind until that moment. And right at that I could easily feel that Kristi’s we firm, very firm, and so were her nipples. That scared me a little to be honest. The entire situation was starting to scare me. Holding Kristi in my arms, rubbing her back was starting to feel pretty good. I liked the way she felt against me, the way she smelled, the warmth of her body.
It was all starting to feel too good, so I pulled away from her carefully. I didn’t want her to feel as though I was rejecting her in anyway, but I also didn’t want her to realize that she was starting to turn me on either. I didn’t want to be turned on for that matter, I loved Beth. But as I pulled away, she held me tighter, and buried her face into my neck. I could feel her warm breath whispering over my skin, the scent of her hair filled my senses, and the touch of her body had my mind wandering to places it just shouldn’t have been going.
“Why can’t all guys be like you?” Kristi whispered, her soft lips stroking the flesh of my neck, almost as if kissing me. “Mom is so lucky.” She added, pulling herself even closer to me, nearly up onto my lap.
Then it happened… I felt her lips pucker and kiss my neck. Softly, quickly, and then another that last a bit longer. She shifted again, this time pulling herself into my lap. Her lips kissed their way up my neck to my jaw, and continued on a direct path to my lips.
“Kris… what are you doing!” My question brought to a sudden halt by her lips pressing to mine. Softly she kissed me, her smooth lips opening and closing atop mine, begging for something more, something deeper.
At first I was frozen by shock, but before I realized what was happening I was kissing her back. I couldn’t help myself, she felt and tasted so good that my body seemed to ignore my mind telling it to stop. The next thing I knew her tongue had found it’s way inside my mouth, and I was laying her back on the sofa. We laid kissing, embraced within each other’s arms for I don’t know how long. I was lost in the love that seemed so strong between us, until I felt her small hand slip down between our bodies, and start to stroke my already erect cock.
I quickly pushed back from her, place my hand over her’s and told her to stop. Kristi stared into my eyes, and I into her’s. She had the most beautiful eyes, green with gold specks just like her mother. “We can’t do this, Kris…”
“It feels to me like we can.” She cooed, smiling at me, squeezing my hard shaft through my jeans.
“You know what I mean… It’s wrong.”
“I don’t care. I love you, and you love me, so why don’t you show me how much you love me?” She kissed me again, and again I was swept up in the moment and kissed her back, deeply, and allowed her to massage me through my jeans. I could feel her erect nipples poking my chest, the heat of her young body against mine, and the sensations that she was sending through my body where difficult to resist, but I did eventually.
I sat up and looked down at her stretched out over the sofa. She was so beautiful, so sexy, how could I not have seen all of this before, I thought. Then I remembered why, she was my daughter, okay my step-daughter, but to me they were one and the same. I took her hand in mine, stared into her eyes, and explained my position. I told her that I did love her, perhaps too much, and that I found this all very flattering, but it could go no further, and never happen again.
Kristi was not what you would call happy about it, but she understood that we both had just gotten carried away in the heat of the moment. But she also made it very clear to me the she too loved me more than she should, that I was much more than a step-father to her, and if the chance ever arose again she would take it gladly. I had to agree with her on that, and that time would tell.
As it turned out, Kristi and Terri made up, and she also made up with Nick. Neither Kristi or I mentioned that day again for years, nor did we ever act on our true feelings. Oh we were much closer after that day, and I always got a kiss on the lips when we would say goodbye and the hugs seemed a bit more intimate as well, right up to the day she came home and told us she was getting married, Three years later.
That was when the line blurred for us once again…

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