Ruth and Wendy Pt. 05

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PART 5

Ruth asked one of the waitresses to get a couple of the porters to bring in the king sized mattress and place it in the centre of the circle at the end of the runway. Ruth and Jill brought in a fitted latex sheet and placed it onto the mattress smoothing out any folds so that it was a sea of shiny black latex. This really got the attention of the guests and by the looks on their faces Ruth could see that all the planning for this final part was going to work just fine. Jill had taken a single black latex item to the mattress and placed it in the centre, it was folded up so no one could see what it was other than a pile of latex. Wendy and Ruth had changed into the nighties, both in black this time and emerged onto the runway as Ruth said, ” OK Wendy let’s do this.” and they very slowly ambled down to the circle and stepped onto the mattress next to the latex item.

Shelia, dressed in the latex French maid outfit, came out also to join Jill and the two of them unfolded the latex and lifted it up to revile the shape which was basically a large body bag but with two neck holes at the top about a foot apart. Ruth reached into one neck hole and unzipped it down about 18 inches and then did the same to the other neck hole. Jill and Shelia then held the bag low down near the mattress so that Ruth could step into the opening and Wendy stepped into the other. Jill and Shelia slowly raised up the bag until it was just at the girls’ shoulders.

The guests could now see movement within the bag as the girls removed their nighties and passed them out to Jill to the delight of all onlookers as they wondered just what sights they we in for.

One of the waitresses appeared with a large jug of cream, about a gallon of it, and passed it to Shelia who the made an exaggerated show of displaying it to the guests before pouring it all into the neck openings. When all the cream was emptied into the bag Ruth and Wendy zipped up the closures from the inside as they turned to face each other and crouch down a little so that they could reach to the bottom and scoop up some cream and cover each other all over. The guests went wild cheering and clapping and the ones at the far end of the runway moved closer to the circle and sat on the floor so as not to block the view of the seated guests. Wendy and Ruth were very slowly massaging the cream all over each other paying special attention to breasts, crutches and bottoms and getting very hot in the process. The guests could not actually see what was going on but had no doubt at all just exactly what was happening inside the bag and from the smiling faces of Ruth and Wendy they were both really enjoying it.

Ruth and Wendy now laid down inside the latex bag and Ruth was giving Wendy’s clitoris a slow massaging with one hand whilst the other was working her breast and nipple. Wendy was just smoothing her hands over Ruth’s bottom and trying to get her mind around the fact that here she was in front of 30 or so people getting off with another women. Obviously they could not actually see anything but knew what was happening inside this latex love bag and it was a little difficult to get right into the mood with Ruth, although she was nearing an orgasm and as Ruth intensified her fingers within her vagina she became very close indeed. Ruth could sense Wendy’s apprehension and whispered into her ear.

“Close your eyes and imagine it is just you and I in our own private world, close your ears to the guests and let you mind sink into this wonderful latex cocoon holding us together.” she then lightly büyük meme porno kissed her on the cheek. Wendy closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift to the first evening they had together in Hay a few days ago. Those thoughts and Ruth’s fingers brought the orgasm that Wendy longed for, she had been in and out of latex dresses for a couple of hours now and not really had time to fully enjoy them, but now close to Ruth she was in a blissful world of latex delights. She hugged Ruth as the guests applauded the obvious climax that Wendy had enjoyed, and then moved her fingers to Ruth’s love mound to see what delights she could give to her. It took a little while of caressing Ruth’s clitoris and breast with a little soft blowing of warm air into her ear to bring her to satisfaction as well.

Again the guests showed their appreciation with cheers and clapping and when things calmed down Ruth unzipped her neck hole to allow Jill to pass in the two nighties. It was a bit of a struggle to get back into the nighties within the latex bag much to the amusement of the onlookers who were really enjoying the contortions of Wendy and Ruth. Finally the nighties were back on and the girls unzipped the neck holes and emerged from the bag still covered from toes to neck in cream. Ruth started to lick some of the cream from Wendy’s breasts and that broke up the guests into roaring laughter, with Rolf probably the loudest. A standing ovation was given to the girls as they wandered back down the runway very close to the men a couple of whom also tasted the cream from their nighties.

“What did you think of that Wendy?” inquired Ruth,

“Well Ruth if someone had told me a week ago that I would be making love to another women in front of a crowd of people I would have thought them crazy, but apart from that it was the most wonderful experience I’ve ever had and I do think I love you and you latex. Where do we go from here now Ruth? I don’t want to be away from you.”

Ruth responded “We will talk later on I have a plan in mind which I think you will like.”

As the girls were cleaning up from their slippery mess one of the waitresses came to Ruth and said, “Mr Muller has requested if he may have a word with you at you convenience maybe later on this evening if you have time,”

“Please tell Mr Muller I would be honoured to meet with him say in about a hour in the cocktail bar.”

Ruth and Wendy cleaned up in the shower down the hallway and dressed back into their normal clothes and then helped to finish of the repacking of all the garments into the cases and boxes.

“I think you should join me to meet Rolf as I have an idea what he may want to discuss and bearing in what I have in mind for us it will be in your interest Wendy, so would you like to join me?” asked Ruth.

“Sure, I could do with a stiff drink as well,” replied Wendy.

The two girls made their way down to the cocktail bar and spotted Rolf and Helen in a corner booth sipping on their drinks, as they approached them Rolf stood up and said, “Thankyou for meeting us and I am pleased you brought along Wendy as we are quite fond of her especially dressed in black shiny latex. Now before we go any further let me order you some drinks, what would like Wendy?”

“Thank you, a scotch and dry would do just nicely.” replied Wendy.

“And Ruth what would you like?”

“I’ll have the same please Rolf, so Helen, how did you enjoy the show this evening?” responded Ruth as she sat down next to Rolf with Wendy taking the seat çinli porno next to Helen.

The four of them discussed the parade with many compliments coming from Rolf and Helen.

“I will be purchasing quite a few items Ruth and if possible, if you will allow Helen to try on some items before you go and if they fit we would be pleased to buy them straight away so as we don’t have to wait until you remake them for us, what do you think?”

“No problem all Rolf.” replied Wendy, “We will be in Glenelg for two more days yet before driving back to Sydney so whatever time suits you will be fine with us.”

“OK that is settled, but that is not the main reason for asking you down here, and as this request is a bit delicate we will not be offended at all if you are not comfortable with it, I have discussed it already with Helen and she is very keen”.

Rolf continued, “Helen and I were both amazed with the final part of the show with yourself and Wendy, it was so seductive and almost exotic we wished we could be a part of it. How would you respond to my suggestion that the four of us get together for another session with your latex bag? Helen and I just couldn’t believe the sight of you and Wendy inside the bag making out with each other. Please do not answer now as I’m sure you will want to think about it.”

Ruth looked stunned at the request and saw an equally puzzling expression on Wendy’s face and said to Rolf, “Yes we will need a little time to digest your request, may I phone you in the morning Rolf?”

“Please do Ruth,” replied Helen, “We both hope you will look favourably at the idea.”

Ruth and Wendy finished their drinks and departed wishing the couple good night and promising to call in the morning. The girls went to Ruth’s room, sat down on the bed and looked at each other; with each one hoping the other would speak first.

“Well the evening went off really well Wendy and I appreciate your input and professionalism but I cannot ask you to consider Rolf’s suggestion.”

” Hold on Ruth, let’s discuss this, I really loved being in the latex bag with you it was so very intimate and erotic, doing what were in a crowd of onlookers but yet they couldn’t actually see anything but they knew what we were up to.”

” What are you saying Wendy? That you would like to go ahead with Rolf’s idea?” said Ruth.

“Well, yes. I don’t suppose you have two latex bags do you?”

“OK, where are you going with this Wendy? Am I reading you right that you want us both to have sessions in the bags with Rolf and Helen?”

“You got it in one Ruth, But I get to choose my partner if your agreeable”

“Choose away Wendy, but you really surprised me, however I am sure you know what you’re doing.”

“Phone Rolf now Ruth and tell him we both agree and ask him if it is OK for me to get in the latex bag with him whilst you are in the second bag with Helen all on the same bed at the same time but in his private room, but no onlookers this time”

Rolf couldn’t believe his ears when Wendy put the proposal to him. He asked her to hold on the line whilst he had a quick word to Helen who then had a grin like a Cheshire cat over her face and said,

“Can we do it tonight Rolf, I don’t want to wait till tomorrow and it is still not too late.”

“You’re on Wendy, but is it possible for you both to come up the our suite this evening with the latex bags?”

“No worries Rolf, but I will have to get you to see if the kitchen has any cream left, we will need two lots değişik porno of course and we will also bring the mattress cover with us so we don’t make a mess on the bed.”

The girls arrived in Rolf’s suite loaded with the bags and mattress cover and Rolf took them straight to the bedroom and helped them fit the cover. “This is going to be fantastic Wendy, and we will not forget this when we are ordering our latex clothes later on.” said Helen.

“I believe it will be you and I sharing the same latex bag Ruth” Helen said to Ruth. “Well I let Wendy choose and I think she fancies Rolf for a bit of fun under cover so to speak, and anyway if it had been my choice I would have picked you Helen, I think you are lovely and can’t wait to wriggle with you encased in shiny black latex.”

The four of them got undressed and Rolf produced two jugs of cream and said, “I have thought of a way we can do this without the need for any one else. If Helen and Ruth get in their bag first I can pour the cream in, and then Wendy and I will enter our bag and if Ruth you leave an arm out you can cream us then we can all zip our selves up from the inside and start to have some fun.”

So with the plan worked out Wendy and Rolf climbed into their bag and wriggled it up their bodies until it was up to their necks, and at the same time Ruth and Helen were doing the same. With all four of them on the bed Rolf reached to the bedside table for the jug of cream and poured it into Helen and Ruth’s neck opening.

“Christ,” exclaimed Helen,” that cream must have come straight out of the fridge, it’s bloody freezing,”

“Don’t worry I’ll soon warm you up.” responded Ruth.

“Don’t you two get carried away just yet, you have to give us our cream.”

So Helen reached down for the second jug and emptied into their bag with more screams from the cold cream on Wendy’s skin. Rolf zipped up the neck openings on Wendy’s and his own side, looked into Wendy’s eyes, leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek as his hands slowly massaged her breasts bringing her nipples erect to match his erect cock. Wendy reached down to scoop up a handful of cream and spread it over Rolf’s chest so Rolf also scooped some up and applied it to Wendy’s breasts. The two of them giggled as they massaged each other and lowered themselves down onto the mattress and lay together gathering more of the cream until they were both totally covered and very slippery. Wendy reached down gently took hold of Ralf’s cock and eased it into her vagina as Rolf rolled her over onto her back and eased her legs apart. Rolf was very gentle as he slowly pumped himself into her as she dug her fingers into his back and bottom. She moved her pelvis in tune with Rolf’s thrusting and it wasn’t too long before the both of them reached their climax.

Meanwhile Ruth and Helen were having a great time with each other with lots and lots of the cream getting in to both of their holes and with fingers working overtime they also reached orgasm pretty much the same time.

It was a very strange sight to see the two body bags on the same mattress with the four heads sticking out rolling around with plenty of groans and sighs. All four of them would to have loved to give oral sex but it was not possible in their situation and that made it really weird, but never the less a very good time was had by all. The four of them snuggled up to each other’s partners within the latex bags and rolled together so that they could feel between the two layers of latex much to the enjoyment to them all. Sleep soon overtook the four latex lovers in their lovely sleep sacks, and left them dreaming of the evenings experiences.

Rolf and Helen ordered a great deal of Ruth’s garments and discussed with Wendy a new career move that she might be interested in but all that story will have to wait until later.

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Father/Daughter Bonding Ch. 03

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A few hours later, Bill awoke to having his dick sucked by Staci while Candy lowered her hungry pussy on his face. His girls were unstoppable! He used his tongue to explore Candy’s pussy while Staci sucked his dick like her life depended on it. Candy started to bounce up and down riding his tongue like a dick. When Staci heard the loud panting, she increased her sucking pressure and speed. Candy exploded on his face and just as he was about to blow his wad in Staci’s mouth, she pulled away, causing him to splatter his cum on her face and tits. He realized that she’d done this on purpose. Candy immediately went to work “cleaning up” Staci with her tongue. She loved the taste of Daddy’s cum on her step-sister’s skin. She didn’t stop there though. She licked her way down to Staci’s pussy lips and shoved her tongue inside while their father watched. Staci came rather quickly, but Candy didn’t stop. She used her fingers and her tongue to make her cum two more times.

When Bill thought they were both finally exhausted, Staci whispered, “Daddy, I want you to fuck me from behind.”

Bill’s dick sprang to attention at that. Candy laid down and spread her legs, while Staci dove face first into her cunt. She was on all fours and Bill could see her tits dangling and her pussy lips glistening as she snacked on her sister’s cunt. Staci wiggled her butt in the air and for a second Bill had the image of of thrusting his hard cock into that tight little asshole.

“All in due time,” he thought to himself. Instead, he grabbed Staci’s hips and slid his aching cock into that beautiful pussy. Even after all this fucking, she was still so tight. He sighed with pleasure and he felt her pussy muscled clench his dick even tighter. He reached around her and grabbed her size D tits. He pinched both nipples as she squealed in pleasurable pain.

He heard Candy cry out as her orgasm ripped through her. She moved aside uzun konulu porno to watch her dad and step-sister fuck each other like dogs.

“Daddy ram your dick inside her pussy,” Candy encouraged.

Bill started thrusting faster and he could feel Staci’s cunt juices dripping down her thighs.

“Fuck her dirty pussy Daddy. She’s been a bad girl. Punish that slutty twat of hers.”

Candy’s dirty talk was really working for Bill and he knew he was getting close.

“Fuck your baby girl. Hurt her!”

Staci joined in too. “Daddy, cum in my pussy!” she panted. “I love the way your big cock feels in my tight little cunt. Please shoot all your cum in my dirty muff!”

Bill didn’t need much more encouragement. He moaned loudly as he emptied his load into her willing, wet pussy. He held onto her tits as he continued to thrust the last few drops into her warm cunt. Staci collapsed on the bed in happiness and he rolled off of her and laid next to her.

“Daddy loves his dirty little girls,” he said. They both snuggled up to him again.

“We love you too!”

When Bill woke up this time he realized that it was 6 o’clock at night. He had been fucking his daughters all day! He got out of bed and left his daughters there sleeping. He went downstairs, still naked, and checked the voicemail on his cell phone. There were several angry calls from his boss wondering where he had been as well as a call from the girls’ school wondering where they had been today too.

“Time flies when you’re having the best fuck session of your life” Bill thought as he smiled.

He left a message on his boss’s phone at work explaining that both of his girls had needed his constant attention and had been bed-ridden all day (or ridden in bed all day he thought again to himself). He made a mental note to write the girls an excuse note for school. Then xhamster porno he remembered that today was Friday- This meant that he still had all weekend to play with his little girls before they had to go back to the real world!

Bill realized that he was starving and in desperate need of a shower. As he walked upstairs, he heard the shower running. He went back into the girls’ bedroom and saw that Staci was still fast asleep, face-down in the bed with her legs spread.

“I can’t wait to fuck that tight little ass of hers” he thought wickedly. His dick started getting hard at the thought. He took two steps closer to the bed and remembered that Candy must be in the shower.

He walked into the bathroom and saw Candy through the glass shower stall, washing herself and humming. He realized that her eyes were closed and so he quietly crept into the shower behind her. He reached around her and pinched both of her nipples hard. She shrieked and turned around

“Daddy! You scared the hell out of me!”

“Sorry baby girl, I couldn’t resist. How about I make it up to you?”

He took the soap out of her hands and started slowly lathering her body with it. He made sure to spend extra time soaping up her breasts until her nipples were little rocks and then he slid a soapy hand between her legs.

Candy was breathing harder and his rock hard dick was pressing against her ass as his fingers worked their magic between her legs- sliding in and out of her pussy- first one finger, then two…Her head leaned against his chest as he thrust his soapy fingers in and out of her dripping cunt. She screamed with pleasure as he found her G-spot and gave her an instant orgasm. He continued to finger her sensitive pussy and he rested his dick just between her ass cheeks.

Candy pulled away from him and turned around. She could barely stand.

“Daddy, I’ve xnxx porno never been fucked in the ass before and I want you to be my first.” Candy said almost shyly.

“Never?” Bill was surprised.

“Well,” she hedged, “I’ve had fingers up there before and my vibrator a few times, but never an actual cock.

Bill want to shove her to the ground and split her ass right there but he knew he had to be gentle about it. He turned her around again so her back was against his chest. He dipped his fingers into her pussy and collected as much of her cream as he could. He slid his fingers back out and gently started to coat the outside of her asshole with his wet fingers. He gradually began sliding his finger into her tight hole. She gasped the first few times, but then she started to relax. By the time he had three fingers up her ass she was really getting into it, thrusting herself against his fingers. She bent herself forward on the small stair in the shower, bracing herself on it with her hands.

Bill took his dick in his hands and gently started to push it against her dirty hole.

“Ohh Daddy that feels so good… I want your hard dick in my ass. Hurt me! Shove that big dick up my tight little asshole…”

Bill thrust his dick as hard as he could and he moaned loudly as he felt the tightness envelop his throbbing member. He used one hand to brace himself on her hip and the other to finger her pussy. Candy couldn’t believe that she was being stimulated in so many different ways at the same time.

“Cum in my ass Daddy!! Shoot your load up my dirty little hole!”

Bill started thrusting faster and harder and they were both breathing so hard he was afraid they’d pass out. He felt his balls tighten and then he gasped as his dick emptied its load inside his daughter’s no longer virgin ass. Candy orgasmed seconds later, screaming with pleasure.

“That was fucking great Daddy!”

After their breathing returned to normal, Bill released his dick from her hole and she straightened up. She turned to face him and lovingly stroked his face.

“I love you so much Daddy! I don’t ever want to be with anyone else!”

“I think we can arrange that” Bill answered happily.

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Fantasy To Finally Reality Ch. 02

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I hope you have taken the time to read Chapter 1 to truly understand. As I had said in last chapter Marie had moved in to live with Karen and me for her final days. The old girl may have had some years on her and not the body she had in the past, but as I was to find out, at 71 the coals still had some spark just waiting the right person and right time.

Karen was to leave for a shopping spree that was to start that Thursday and she would return on Sunday. This was a yearly thing she had done with her friend from high school for many years, girl’s weekend out. I was to stay at home and watch Marie and finish some much needed home projects. Thursday morning came and Karen gave me a kiss and said, ” Mom make sure John behaves,” and out the door she and into her friend’s car. All morning I reminisced about that kiss that I had received many years before, when Marie was in her late 40s. I wondered if she still kissed like she did that night under the mistletoe. I also wondered if I had the courage to ask for a second kiss.

It was almost lunch time and I asked Marie if she would like to go to the local diner to get a sandwich. Now at 71 years of age Marie doesn’t get asked out on a date too much and jumped at the opportunity. All through the lunch I was trying to find a way to mention the kiss but just didn’t dare. gizli porno On the way home we took the long scenic route and talked about many things we both enjoyed. Finally with butterflies in my belly, and worried how she would react I said, “Marie, I need to ask you something and I need you to give your word it will not ever be mentioned to Karen”. Marie looked confused but agreed it would be our secret.

I said, ” Marie do you remember the night at Christmas many years ago when you kissed me under the mistletoe?” Marie shook her head no.

I told her I did and that it was a very special memory. I also said I had thought about that kiss many times and had never been kissed like that time that she kissed me. I also asked if she would give me a kiss like that for old times. Marie stared out the window for what seemed like a long time but was probably only seconds and finally turned her head and said she was glad it was special for me and that Karen would never know what I had said. Marie also said, ” I will agree to one more kiss but that will be all.” I agreed. My emotions were at an unbelievable high and I couldn’t wait to get to the house.

Marie was standing at the kitchen counter wiping off a few bread crumbs left from her morning toast when I came and stood next to her and she götten porno stopped and turned knowing what I was waiting to receive that special kiss. As I looked down and she looked up our lips touched ever so softly. It was like a dream that had come true one more time and this time I was older and felt something I did not feel with the first kiss many years ago. Marie pulled my head down for one more kiss and as her tongue slid between my lips I felt a tingle in my cock as it started to grow. With a deep breath our lips parted and Marie walked toward the living room not saying a word. As much as I would have wanted another kiss we both had agreed to only one last kiss.

I followed her to see if she wanted to talk and to make sure she was ok. Marie turned and with both arms around me she kissed me again. All she said was, “mmmmmmmmmmmm” and a weakness came over her and her legs started to crumble under her.

I asked if she was alright and all she said was yes but horny. 71 years old, a small lady, and horny she was a dream come true. Karen didn’t like sex very much and she was many years younger then her mom and here was a women telling me how horny she was. We kissed again and her hand moved down to the front of my pants. We stood and hugged and she just enjoyed the closeness that she grup porno had not felt from a man in a long time.

I turn her around and put my arms around her waist and held her with my cock rubbing her ass. It was now or never but I wanted her to want it also or it would be wrong to just want for myself. I kissed the nape of her neck and said, “Marie I will leave it up to you as to how far you want to go.I will be lying on the sofa watching television and you can go to your room for our afternoon nap or …….”

I moved my hands to her bra covered tits and told her she could go take off her blouse and bra. I then moved my hand lower and said she could also take of her pants and panties and I would make her feel like a woman again. As I touch the crotch on the top of her pants I could feel her pushing her pussy towards my hand and breathing harder. The choice was hers. She was to go to her room take off her clothes and when she was naked put on just her bathrobe.

I told her if she wanted to come back up with just her robe on and kneel in front of me and take my cock out of my pants and kiss and lick the head of my cock we could enjoy the time we had before Karen came home. Marie was to suck my cock and make up her mind if she wanted to have her pussy licked or if she wanted my cock deep in her pussy where no man had been in a long time. I truly want to take her to bed and fuck her like she had never been fucked but also wanted her to be part of the decision. If she didn’t come back I would understand and we would never mention this special day again.

To be continued…

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Amanda-Christina’s Misadventures Ch. 01

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Bent Over

Amanda Rivers and Christina Flood were both kindergarten teachers in the Midwest. The girls often ate lunch together and they really enjoyed each other’s company. Amanda and Christina went out to dinner or went shopping with one another, but they were conservative girls that didn’t frequent the local hot spots.

There was a three-day holiday weekend early in the school year and Christina convinced Amanda to take a trip with her. Since the girls were schoolteachers, they didn’t have an overabundance of money, but they wanted to go somewhere that they’d never been before. Neither girl had ever been to Mexico so they got on the Internet and found a very inexpensive package that included airfare and hotel accommodations. The girls weren’t familiar with Los Cufrado, but it had a beach and also claimed to have great restaurants and night clubs. Amanda and Christina agreed that the price was right, so with the click of a computer mouse it became their vacation destination.

Since the girls were going to be far away in Mexico, Amanda suggested that they get a little wild for once in their lives. Christina was hesitant at first, but eventually she agreed and the girls went shopping for clothes that showed a little skin. They purchased a variety of short skirts, see-through dresses, skimpy underwear and barely-there bikinis. It was very uncharacteristic for the pair of kindergarten teachers, but the adventurous duo wanted to experience some excitement while they were still single and young.

After landing in Mexico, the girls had to take a bus to their hotel. The bus driver stood outside and watched as the passengers climbed the steps to board the bus. The driver smiled as Christina got on the bus because her black panties and black bra were clearly visible beneath her light pink dress. Christina was so meek and reserved that she didn’t even notice how intensely the bus driver was staring at her.

Amanda, on the other hand, was well aware of the way that the bus driver was watching her. She could feel the waistband of her skimpy white panties hanging out above her low-riding black miniskirt. Amanda also sensed that a tiny bit of her butt crack was showing as well. However, Amanda vowed to loosen up this weekend so she fought the urge to pull her skirt up. When Amanda looked back, she even caught the bus driver sneaking a peek under her short skirt, but he quickly looked away.

It was very embarrassing for Amanda to have the bus driver checking her out, but Amanda knew she only had herself to blame. After all, she was the one that suggested the girls buy skimpy outfits for the trip. Unfortunately, Amanda wasn’t accustomed to wearing such revealing clothes in public and she was having a little difficulty getting used to men staring at her.

Neither Amanda nor Christina were party girls. They lived at home with their parents while they were in college and there’s never been a video entitled “Kindergarten Teachers Gone Wild.” However, both girls were in their mid-twenties and agreed to only wear the skimpy clothes they specifically bought for this trip. Actually, the girls had no choice because the new revealing clothes was all they brought with them. Therefore, Amanda needed to get used to men gawking at her because she was going to be scantly clad for the rest of the holiday weekend.

There wasn’t much to do during the long bus ride so Amanda found herself gazing at Christina while she read a magazine. Although Amanda felt it was childish, türkçe altyazılı porno she couldn’t help sizing herself up to Christina. Christina was around five-foot-three with dark hair cut just above her shoulders. Amanda was a couple inches shorter than Christina, and Amanda had reddish-brown shoulder-length hair. Christina had a firm body and rather large breasts considering her small stature. Christina also had a very cute face and an innocent charm about her.

As Amanda continued comparing herself to Christina, she concluded that they both had similar features, although Amanda was more petite with medium sized natural breasts. Christina’s melons were slightly bigger than Amanda’s boobs, but Amanda always felt that as short as she was, her breasts didn’t have to be very big to look good. Amanda was proud of the full set of titties she had, which offered a fair amount of cleavage. Besides, Amanda considered herself to have a great butt. Then again, so did Christina!

When they finally arrived in Los Cufrado, the girls got off the bus and Christina declared, “I wore the thinnest dress I own and I’m still hot.”

Amanda said, “I’ve already noticed your thin dress. That’s why I’m hot!”

Amanda blushed because she couldn’t believe she made that statement out loud. Christina giggled and gave Amanda a big hug. She assumed Amanda was just kidding. Sure Amanda liked guys, but she always had more fun teasing the guys than actually sleeping with them. However, Amanda often wondered what the gentle touch of a sweet soft girl would feel like and her fantasies usually focused on Christina.

After getting off the bus, the driver merely opened the cargo bay and dropped everyone’s bags on the sidewalk. Christina immediately bent over to pick up her bag, giving the bus driver a clear view of her deep cleavage revealed under the low neckline of her dress. Amanda had her back to the driver when she picked up her bag. In her bent over position, she could feel the hem of her miniskirt rise up in back, so she was pretty sure the driver got a glimpse of her white panties.

When the girls entered the lobby of the plush hotel, they welcomed the relief that the cool air-conditioning provided from the unseasonably warm weather. Their clothes were actually sticking to them from the long hot bus ride and the girls couldn’t wait to take them off. Christina didn’t want to use the restroom on the bus so she quickly took the key from the front desk and headed for their hotel room.

As soon as they entered the room, Christina declared, “These clothes gotta come off!”

Christina immediately unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor as Amanda watched. Then Christina unhooked her bra and set her titties free. Amanda was very impressed by Christina’s full firm breasts and enjoyed the view of Christina’s precious pink nipples. Christina saw Amanda staring at her and began to blush, but then she teasingly pushed her big melons together.

Christina giggled and asked, “Do you like ’em?”

Amanda replied, “You bet! Bring ’em over here,” but Christina said, “Sorry…still gotta pee.”

Amanda also began disrobing. She pulled down the zipper of her miniskirt and stepped out of it. Next she pulled her white cotton top over her head. As Amanda stood there wearing only her skimpy bra and panty set, she watched Christina try to slide her black panties off while walking towards the bathroom twitter porno at the same time. With Christina’s fingers still in the waistband of her underpants, she suddenly came face to face with a boy exiting the bathroom.

Christina shrieked and the boy mumbled, “Sorry…I’m very sorry.”

Christina demanded, “What are you doing in here?”

The boy replied, “I work here. I was just making sure you had all your towels and toiletries in the bathroom.”

The boy was quite handsome, probably around nineteen years old with jet black hair, a hard body and a great tan. Christina was topless and her panties had already reached mid-thigh when she spotted the boy. He stared in shock at Christina’s magnificent bare breasts and dark hairy triangle. The boy was initially as embarrassed as Christina was, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away from Christina’s nearly naked body.

Amanda had to laugh as she watched Christina stumble into the bathroom. Christina tripped, which caused her panties to bunch up around her knees, thus making it harder for her to get away from the young hotel worker. Christina’s perky round breasts swayed from side to side as she hobbled into the bathroom. Her face was bright red with shame because she was forced to pass right in front of the boy and Christina’s big boobs, soft bush and smooth butt were all on display for the boy to see.

After entering the bathroom, Christina bent forward and pushed her underpants all the way off. She must have thought the hotel worker could no longer see her because of the way Christina was bent over right in front of him. In her bent over position, Christina’s beautiful butt was fully exposed and pointed right at the young hotel worker. He tried to turn away, but Christina’s nude backside was truly a sight to behold.

As the guy examined Christina’s smooth bare ass, he said, “I heard you come in, but I had no idea you were taking your clothes off.”

Amanda thought to herself, “Sure you didn’t!”

At first, Amanda and the boy looked at each other and tried not to laugh as they listened to Christina’s pee gush out. Then his eyes moved up and down Amanda’s petite figure and she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her body. Amanda suddenly became aware of the fact that she had been caught in just her bra and panties.

Since Amanda’s underpants were not completely see-though, her neatly trimmed auburn bush was hidden from the boy’s eyes. However, Amanda’s bra was rather flimsy and her nice pink nipples were visible through the lacy material. The boy had finished his work in their hotel room, but he made no attempt to leave. Then Amanda realized the boy was waiting for a tip so she turned around and spotted her purse lying on the floor.

Amanda thought to herself, “Oh no, my purse is on the floor and all I have on is my underpants. I’m going to have to bend over right in front of the boy.”

Amanda paused for a moment, then she bit her lower lip and bent over to reach for her purse. She couldn’t help giggling as she bent over because she imagined the view that she was presenting to the boy. Even though he couldn’t see through her panties, they were still high-cut and much of her round butt cheeks were hanging out below. An inch or so of Amanda’s butt crack was showing above the waistband as well.

Exposing her ass to the boy caused Amanda to blush, but she wasn’t finished yet. When Amanda turned around, she was üniversiteli porno still leaning forward as she rummaged through her purse and her titties threatened to spill out of her flimsy bra. The cleavage between Amanda’s breasts was on full display as she handed him the tip. Amanda’s face turned an even deeper shade of red when she looked and saw that the boy was staring down at her barely covered breasts.

As the boy took the money, he said, “Thank you very much and welcome to Los Cufrado. My name is Cortez. Please let me know if you need anything…anything at all!”

Amanda noticed a big bulge in Cortez’s pants as she smiled back. He was five or six years younger than Amanda, but she was impressed by his broad shoulders and well-defined arms. He appeared to be a nice boy, but Amanda had her doubts. Amanda watched him walk down the hallway and decided that during the weekend, she’d try to find out just how nice Cortez really was.

After both girls showered, Christina and Amanda sat on the bed and laughed about the whole Cortez experience. They both agreed that the boy was cute, but Amanda could tell that Christina was still uptight about the episode. Christina explained that she lived a relatively sheltered life and wasn’t accustomed to exposing herself in public.

Amanda said, “You just need to get over it so it doesn’t spoil our weekend. Besides, the boy saw me in my underwear.”

Christina said, “Underwear? So what! He saw my boobs and I didn’t have anything on at all!”

Amanda sarcastically added, “And yet you didn’t make any attempt to cover those big titties of yours.”

Christina responded, “How could I? I had both hands in my panties…which were halfway down my legs! I’ll bet he saw my butt and, well…everything.”

Amanda giggled and said, “I know I did!”

Christina looked at Amanda timidly and said, “You’re not making this any easier.”

Amanda started rubbing her fingers up and down Christina’s back in an effort to comfort her as Amanda said, “You have no reason to feel ashamed. It was an innocent accident. We should just go to bed and forget about it.”

The girls were ready for bed, but they looked around and suddenly noticed that there was only one bed in the room. With no other choice, Amanda and Christina crawled into the queen-sized bed together. Christina, who was wearing a short T-shirt that barely covered her panty-clad ass, smiled as she watched Amanda get comfortable. Amanda had on a slinky pink shoe-string top, which left her flat tummy completely exposed. She also wore a pair of matching silky pink panties that provided less coverage than the top.

As soon as Christina thought Amanda was asleep, Christina slid her hand down between her legs and touched her panties. All that talk about showing their naked bodies to a complete stranger and exposing themselves in public had an overpowering affect on Christina. She couldn’t help pleasuring herself and Christina pushed her little underpants down her smooth legs. Amanda was sure it would have embarrassed Christina if she knew Amanda was watching her, so Amanda kept one eye closed and remained motionless while Christina massaged her pussy.

Christina’s moans were muffled, but there was no hiding Christina’s finger as it plunged deep into her moist pussy. After kicking her panties all the way off, she pulled her short T-shirt up above her beautiful breasts. Christina continued fingering herself and teasing her hard nipples until she reached an explosive orgasm. The whole bed shook when Christina finished herself off, but Amanda continued pretending as if she was asleep. Christina even looked over to make sure Amanda was sleeping, which almost made Amanda laugh. The girls finally went to sleep for real and had a very restful night.

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My first trip to a 99c store turned into one of my greatest fantasies come true. I was more excited than I should have been. I was about to buy junk I probably didn’t need. I stare at items trying to figure out if I needed it or could use it. A candleholder, a mug, a plastic potted plant all found their way into my basket. I was like a kid in a candy store. I walked the aisles for about forty minutes before I noticed a woman walk in. How could I miss her? She was about seven feet tall, curvy and shapely. I immediately caught myself and stop my stare. I continued my shopping on the next aisle over. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her tower over the aisle just enough that her cleavage peaked over the fluorescent light bulbs. I turn away when she caught my eyes trained on her gigantic breast.

I spent an extra twenty minutes on the tool aisle pretending I knew what I was looking at. I keep my head down while sifting through hundreds of the exact same screwdriver. Suddenly my shoulder bumps something. It was the large curvaceous hip of the woman I had been avoiding. A rush quickly came over me. The woman rested her hand on my head. He long fingers draped the side of my head. Her hand was warm. I blushed and my heart began to pound loudly. So loudly I’m sure everyone in the store could hear it. It drew a smile from the enormous beauty. I look up at this gorgeous redhead with blue eyes. I can barley see her face as I look up through her ample cleavage. Her name embroidered on her tightly fitting tee shirt. It reads Norma. She pulls her hand away and I nearly fall over as I stumble away.

Later in the parking lot as I struggle to my car with loads of things I wasn’t sure I even needed, a shadow of a large figure blots out the sun behind me. Just as I turn to see who it was when one of Norma’s bountiful and curvaceous hips bumps my shoulder again. Norma looks down at me, and samsun escort winks. She shuffles her bags to her right arm as she reaches into her pocket with the left. She stuffs a small folded piece of paper into my shirt pocket.

Later that evening I sit uncomfortably at the dinner table. I can’t get Norma out of my head. I’m starving but the butterflies in my stomach won’t let me down even a bite. All I can think about is the feeling of her warm hand on my head. Why did she give me her number? She likes me? I think to call her but I just sit and stare at my pork steak and fries.

The next morning I pop out of bed at 6am on a Saturday. I normally sleep in late. I look over at my nightstand. The little piece of paper seems as big as the nightstand itself. It screams at me. I lay back down and stare at the ceiling. A huge boner tents my sheets.

At breakfast my appetite has returned. I devour a large stack of pancakes. I think to myself that I’m five foot ten inches and weigh I whopping one hundred and eighty pounds. Nothing compared to the woman in my head all night. And to think she’s not a thinly built woman at that. Norma must be an entire foot taller than I am. Now I’m thinking of asking a woman out on a date that will dwarf me as if I was a small child.

I decided to go out on a limb and call.

I hang up the phone in a cold sweat. Finally I muster the courage to give Norma a call. She sounded very interested to meet me at the bar near my place. I sit and I wonder what she sees in me.

At the bar I sit quietly nursing my ice cold extra stout. The door opens and Norma’s curvy body falls in. If I thought she was attractive in jeans and a tee shirt, wow! She was even taller in heels She ducked down to clear the doorway. A tight fitting knitted dress forms neatly to her curvaceous body. Her plump breasts sway with her every step. I gaze at samsunkurdu.com Norma’s long creamy white legs. She gives me a little smile as she sits down next to me. I stare at her smooth inviting legs until she raises my chin to bring my eyes even with hers. She bends over to kiss my forehead and her ample breast slams against my chest. They’re soft and warm, but hang perfectly. Norman runs her large hand down my chest until it gets to my stomach, which she pats gently. My stomach buzzes like a swarm of bees. She gives me a wink.

Norma downs her beer as if it were a shot of whiskey, then looks down at me. I try to match her gulp but I fail miserably, spilling beer all over my shirt. She stands and motions to me to follow. Then Norma heads for the door. I struggle to my feet and stumble out the door behind her.

Back at my apartment I worry that Norma would find me a slob once she sees my mess. Good heavens I hope she doesn’t find my small stash of porn. My place is a true mess when we walk in. Before I could think anything Norma finds my copy of Big Hooters magazine lying on the coffee table. She turns to me and smiles sexily. The only thing I could think to do is go to the fridge and grab a couple beers.

Back in my living room I find Norma has made herself comfortable on the couch. Her heels kicked up on the coffee table watching a porno I left in the DVD player. She looks at me as she uncrosses her legs. Bees still buzzing in my gut, I sit on the couch next her and I hand her a cold one. I look over to check out Norma’s tits. My boner grows to twice the size.

Before I knew it I was lying on my back in my bed with a fire raging in my pants. Norma towers over my bed. She shakes her hips a little and does a dance as she strips her top off. She rips my pants down to my ankles. Then pulls down my underwear. Revealing my now nearly purple throbbing cock. As she strips the rest of her clothing I’m amazed at her thick hairy bush. She sexily rubs her plumb labia. That drips with wet juices by this time. She lets out a deep moan that ripples through my body. I lay on the bed in a trance.

Norma plops her warm body on top of mine. Her breast completely smothers my face. Her long legs caress me. She grabs my vibrating shaft and plunges it into her wet twat. We both slowly and deliberately thrust toward each other. One of her breast sits against my face like a soft pillow, the other rests on my chest.

The room becomes an inferno. I struggle to breath but maintain my vigor as I work to please my gentle gigantic beauty. My stiff member wants to explode but I hold on until she is ready. I make one final thrust before we climax together. A huge flush of energy flow through our bodies until Norma collapses on top of me.

Norma slides down my slippery body. She kisses my chest as she slowly makes it down to my still rock hard manhood, which is as stiff as a board. Before I could catch my breath. Her tender lips caress my cock. Norma carefully slurps my hard cock. She envelopes my swollen member with her large hand and plants it back into her warm wet hole She then rolls on her back placing me on top of her. I work vigorously to please my queen. From time to time I would plant my face in between her breast as she hold them firmly around my head. I raise my head up as I thrust deeply into her. She stares into my eyes with sensuous desire. I keep going until I feel her tighten on my rod. She wraps her legs around me. We shiver together until we become cold. I push my tool into her with one last hard thrust. A flood of ecstasy overcomes us as I collapse on top of Norma. We pant heavily until we both fall asleep.

The following morning I awake to a spinning hangover but to my surprise I’m still fully wrapped in Norma’s warm body. How could this have happened to me? I didn’t get drunk and dream my greatest fantasy again. It actually happened. A lie still and stare at the ceiling with huge grin on my face.

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My mouth was terribly dry when I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry again and I could hear the rush of oxygen. Another set back I thought until I heard my name being called over and over again. The voice wasn’t a familiar one. Not Brion. Not my Dad. None of my other family or friends. Nor was it any of the three nurses that I could recall caring for me over the last two weeks in the ICU. I glanced down and saw the horseshoe shaped oxygen mask covering the bottom of my face, then followed the voice to the face that floated above me. Dark brown eyes behind square framed glasses and something about her eyeshadow made me laugh. It came out in a slurred giggle and she smiled.

“You with us honey,” she said with a deep southern drawl, her thin peach tinted lips parted in a smile. “You did great young man. That bullet came out clean.”

Not another setback. I remembered now. Today was the day I got rid of the last souvenir from that awful night some two months ago. I’d almost died. I did die, twice, technically but it didn’t stick thanks to the surgeon who wouldn’t give up on me. Probably a little divine intervention too but I can’t be too certain about that. Either way I was alive and making progress.

I’d started therapy, physical and speech, to help speed my return to normalcy. I could wash myself now and move from the bed to the chair with relative ease. I still wasn’t eating solids yet but I’d always loved jello and popsicles so I didn’t mind much. The chest tube was gone but the catheter still remained but the doctor promised that it would be gone after this last surgery. So far, he’d made good on his word so I had no reason to question it.

“I’m thirsty,” I said and my voice sounded harsh. “My mouth’s crazy dry.”

“I thought you had aphasia,” she said, looking down her glasses at me.

“I don’t even know what that means,” I said and she laughed a little.

“Lets get you settled first and we’ll see about getting you some ice chips. There’s a couple guys out there waiting, want me to send them back? They can hang out with you until you’re room is ready.”

Today was also the day I checked out of the ICU. Chrissy was there to see me off, she seemed sad to see me go and made me promise to come back and visit when I got myself back right again. She was a sweetheart and I don’t think I would have made such a quick turn around without her gentle pressure to push myself. She never did take my pad but only because I didn’t stop talking, no matter how messed up my words came out.

“Wait, you understood me?”

“Sure did honey, listen to yourself. Maybe it was waking up from the anesthesia, or just that it ran it’s course. Doubt we’ll ever know,” she said before she left me.

I could have cared less of the reasoning just that it was over. That was more frustrating than not being able to move. I had always been a man of few words but I knew well how to put them together. It was irritating knowing what I wanted to say but having it come out in an unpredictable mishmash of nouns and verbs. I couldn’t control it, believe me I tried. Even the speech therapy didn’t help. We’d go back and forth, saying a phrase one word at a time but as soon as it was time to string them together it was like somebody put them in a blender on their way from brain to mouth. It was awful and thankfully I didn’t have to worry about that anymore. Now I could focus on getting my body right, even if I’d lost 30 pounds and my arm was in a sling for who knew how long. But those were things I could fix and even if I couldn’t get back to 100% the possibility of a having a normal life after all this seemed much more plausible if I could speak.

My Dad came in first, and I was actually glad to see him. True to his word, he’d been coming to see me every day. Sometimes he only stayed a few minutes but more often than not he spent his evening with me. It was tentative at first, neither of us really knew how to act around each other. It was Brion’s idea to bring out the dominos. Nothing breaks the ice for Black men like cards or bones and eventually we got to the point where we could laugh and joke. He had even gotten to the point that he didn’t have to avert his eyes at every show of affection between Brion and I. It wasn’t like we were making out in front of him but he stopped looking uncomfortable when we touched. And it seemed that he and Mac had rekindled their friendship as well. On the nights she was on, Chrissy would bend the rules a little and let all three of them in as long as we didn’t get too loud. Which didn’t always happen when we started playing tonk and spades but we made an effort.

“Don’t look at me like that Pop,” I said to him and he furrowed his brows. “Like I’m dying or something. I might look worse but I feel better but that could just be these awesome drugs,” I said and tapped the IV pole. He came over to the bed, shaking his head and gave my head a rough rub.

“A father can’t be worried about his boy,” he said and I smiled as he took my hand. “I been up half mersin escort the night worried about today. That woman ain’t help none…”

“You can save that for somebody else…”

“Anybody else,” Mac said from behind my father. Brion pushed past both of them and came to the other side of the bed, shock plain on his face. All I could do was smile.

He ran his hand over my face, wanting to kiss me. It was in his eyes, and a few tears too, but he held back for my father’s sake I’m sure. “I was kind of getting used to it,” Brion said quietly as he slipped his hand behind my head.

“Well sucks to be you,” I said and he laughed.

“Jerk.”

“But you looooove me,” I slurred a little, all of a sudden feeling sleepy again. I heard our dads laugh at that, my own patted my hand and let it go. I grabbed Brion’s shirt front and pulled him closer so I could whisper in his ear, “And as soon as they get this tube out, we gonna see how well everything else works.” I kissed him softly on the neck and he blushed a little as I let him go.

“I appreciate you trying but I think the whole recovery room heard that Nev,” he said as he stood. “I gotta go get my cast off but Pops is gonna stay with you ’til I come back.”

“Dad?”

“Ain’t no place I’d rather be bud,” he said and I smiled wide, my eyes starting to droop a little bit.

“Go to sleep babyboy. I’ll be back as soon as I’m done,” Brion said and kissed my forehead. “Love you.”

“I know,” I said, eyes already closed and he sucked his teeth.

As I drifted off I overheard our Dads talking, reminiscing mostly about how things used to be between them, and sharing hopes that maybe they could patch things up. My father thanked Mac for always being there for me in spite of his own absence and Mac apologized for the harsh words he gave over the years. They talked of possible fishing trips and watching games in Mac’s man cave like they used too. Mac joked that seeing us together got less awkward over time and my Dad agreed that he was getting over it.

“He look at him the way I looked at his mother once and I can’t deny how powerful that feeling is,” he said and Mac laughed.

“Tell me about it brotha. I admit it ain’t ideal. Hard enough being a Black man in America then to add that to it…they damn sure got some struggle ahead but I ain’t gonna be the one to add to it.”

“I don’t want to either, not anymore,” my father said and for the first time in a long time I was proud of him. “Now that Pru on the other hand…I don’t know.”

“What’s between you and your boy is between you and your boy, Declan. She ain’t got no say in the matter,” Mac said but his tone was more sympathetic than anything else. “If Margie talked about Breeze the way Pru goes in on Neville I’d have to kick her to the curb. No hesitation. But that’s for you to decide, I can’t tell you what to do. Just what I would.”

“Yeah I hear you Byron, loud and clear. Guess I just got used to being uncomfortable that I made it comfortable, you know.”

By then I was awake but I didn’t open my eyes, allowing them to talk as if I wasn’t there. I had no illusions of my father leaving her but the fact that he was actually owning his displeasure was steps in the right direction as far as I was concerned. The subject quickly changed to more innocuous topics like sports and work life. Both were approaching retirement age and not really sure what that meant. They’d both grown up in a world where the norm was working until death, now though that wasn’t exactly necessary. Neither had children to take care of anymore, so the rest of their lives were their own for the taking, and they weren’t sure what they would do with it.

Eventually I had to stop pretending when they came to move me to my room. It was private and the first thing I asked was when the catheter was coming out. With my speech back I had a whole new sense of purpose. I wanted to move, needed to, and with my arm in a sling I figured it might be difficult with a bag hanging off the front of my walker. And I wanted to eat. As far as I was concerned I wasn’t an invalid and I was done with the liquids. My new nurse, Jackie, promised that would all happen in the morning.

“I bet that show has made your life that much more difficult,” I said to him and he laughed. “I promise I won’t be making any druggie jokes.”

“And I thank you kindly for that,” He said as he helped me get comfortable in my new bed. He then went about explaining the unit I was on and standard operating procedures. No more limits on visitors or how long they had to stay. “Chrissy in ICU is a good friend of mine and she told me you’ve been itching for pants. When that cath goes, comfy sweats will be fine. Shorts would be best since you’ll be working with one hand for a while. And aside from your injuries your in pretty good shape so I’m sure you won’t be having any dietary restrictions but we’ll go over all that tomorrow when the doc changes you over to solids. Get some good rest in tonight, mugladh.com tomorrow the real work starts.”

“I’m not scared,” I said with a cocky smile and he gave my shoulder a pat.

“Yeah she said you were all will and believe me in your circumstances that’ll come in handy.” He put my buzzer in the bed next to me and told me he’d be back in a little bit.

The Dads were back immediately and commented on my new digs. It was a nice room. Big tv, nice view of the city, a bathroom with a door instead of a curtain. Not like I got to use the last one but at least now the option was better. There wasn’t much machinery either. Just the IV pole. And nobody had to stand anymore. There were two chairs and a couch that Jackie told me turned into a bed for overnight visits. It was bigger than the shitty studio apartment I lived in before I got locked up. If I wasn’t itching to get back to the real world I might have tried to stay as long as possible. I asked Mac to let Brion know about the changes and he happily obliged me, filling him of all the new details of my move. It was about then that my father’s wife called him, inquiring of his whereabouts. I had overheard this conversation before but never had he been so forthright, or short.

“Visiting with my son and then me and Mac is going for a bite to eat…No I don’t know where or when I’ll be back…Yeah you keep singing that song but I still ain’t seen no bags packed Prudence…Wish this was a show…Aight now that’s enough,” he said before he hung up. His phone rang immediately and he silenced it, put it back in his pocket.

“Better hope she don’t have herself a waiting to exhale moment on you Deck,” Mac said with a smirk and my father shook his head, but he let out a chuckle of his own.

“Don’t know why she would, ain’t like you some young white girl come sweep me off my feet.”

“Yeah but I damn sure might lead you off the path of righteousness far as she concerned,” was Mac’s quick response and they both laughed heartily at that. “Shit we ain’t too old to get in a little trouble and Margie wouldn’t mind another mouth to feed.”

“Yeah right,” my father scoffed and batted that notion away with his big meaty hand. “I be damned if she kick me out my house.”

“But yall married ain’t you?”

“Her name ain’t on nothing I had before she came along. That deed still say Declan and Cheryleen Sinclaire. And I already fixed my will so it goes to Neville when I’m gone. Me and his mother worked too damn hard for it to go anywhere else.”

“Oh is that right,” I said and they both looked at me like they’d forgotten I was there. “I appreciate the gesture but why would I want that house? I mean I ain’t like you. It’s not like I can look back and remember any good times there. Let’s be real Pop. I was three when you married her and I could be wrong but I don’t remember a time when she was anything like nice to me. Maybe she wasn’t always as cruel as she was once I got older but I was a nuisance always. Don’t get me wrong I’m glad you’re here now but don’t think my name in your will is anything like amends. It’s gonna take a little bit more than that.” When I was done, I expected him to be angry, to leave. But he didn’t.

“I can respect that,” he said with a shrug. “But that’s not why I did it. Not to make amends anyway. I just want to do right by my boy is all. It ain’t no bribe, just how things is supposed to be. Shit just cause I’m leaving it to you don’t mean you got to live in it. Sell it for all I care, I’ll be dead anyway.” That made me laugh, breaking the tension in the room. “Look Neville, I know we got a long hard talk coming and I’m sure most of it won’t be as civilly worded as that. I did a lot of wrong by you boy, a lesser man would have spit in my face a long time ago. I don’t know whether to be sad or impressed by the man you’ve become without me.”

And that was the end of that for now. Jackie returned with a pitcher of ice water and a stack of cups for me. He started to fill one but I told him to let me do it. It took me about five minutes but I did it, and only with minor spillage. Took care of the straw all on my own too. Progress was a beautiful thing. And before I knew it Brion was back with a soft cast and overnight bag. Our fathers stayed long enough to say goodbye and were out the door. When they were gone Brion shut the door and kissed me long and hard. Now that he didn’t have to worry about my breathing, he let go all his pent up feelings but stopped short of climbing up in the bed with me. There wasn’t enough room and I wasn’t strong enough to force the issue just yet, but I was getting there. He pulled one of the chairs up close to my bed and put his feet up on the edge, took my hand in his. The other was busy working a stress ball, I guessed that was his physical therapy. We didn’t talk but the silence was comparable, just being able to look at him was enough. To feel his hand in mine. I kissed it occasionally and he’d look at me with love in his eyes.

“You sure about this Breeze. I mean this would be the perfect time to cut and run. I’m not really in the position to give chase.”

“Is that what you want,” he asked without looking at me, steadily working the ball in his fist.

“Of course not.”

“Aight then, why you asking,” he said as if I had offended him and I rolled my eyes.

“I’m not trying to be funny Brion,” I said and grabbed his chin, turning him to face me but he didn’t look up. “The last thing I want is for you to feel trapped out of guilt. I don’t want you to look back on this in six months and regret it. I’m not sure if I could take it.” He looked at me then, his eyes wet but there was a little smirk playing at his lips. I guessed today was the day for hard conversations.

Brion didn’t respond right away, he didn’t pull away either, our fingers still laced together. He must have opened and closed his mouth four or five times before he worked out what he wanted to say. “How could I call myself straight when I’m in love with a man…my best friend?” He could have stopped there but he kept going. “You know, when I came to your place that night I was seeing someone. Met her at some fundraiser thing. Cute little Colombian lawyer. Legs for days, phat ass, nice tits. It wasn’t serious but she was cool peoples and we enjoyed each other enough that we went on a handful of dates. Then you kissed me and I was all out of sorts. She came to my place one night and I couldn’t pull the trigger. I tried to say it was because I drank too much but she knew that wasn’t it. She asked me flat out if I was seeing someone else, not because she thought we were exclusive or anything, she made that very clear. Eventually she got it out of me. Not the whole truth but I told her that somebody had come back into my life and made me question everything I thought I knew about myself. And you know what she says Nev… ‘That sounds like love.’ I tried to deny it, told her you weren’t my usual type but she tells me love doesn’t have a shape and that you can’t deny it when it slaps you in the face. But you know me bruh, I’m hard headed. I couldn’t stop thinking about you and it wasn’t like before. You were always on my mind Neville but not like this. Me hanging out with…I was trying to distract myself from those feelings. Thinking maybe it wasn’t just about you, that maybe I’m just bi and you kissing me pushed those repressed feelings to the surface. But that wasn’t the case. It’s you. I can’t say I won’t get a itch for some pussy every now and then but I got the feeling you’ll keep my dick distracted enough that he can’t think too hard about it.”

“If you let me watch I might not be opposed to it,” I said with a smirk and he laughed.

“Yeah that work both ways babyboy…naw naw don’t look at me like that. Don’t think I forgot about Red,” he said and I found myself blushing. “Mmmhmm neither did you. Don’t worry bruh, once we get you back right again we gonna have us some fun. Trust.”

“I love you bud.”

“Yeah, yeah I love you too so stop thinking so hard about this and just let it happen…fuck I forgot,” he said and jumped out of the chair. He looked at the clock on the wall and counted on his fingers, mumbling something about it not being too late. He grabbed his bag and came out with his laptop, set it up on my bedside table. “I promised somebody that when you were able that I’d have you call them. Don’t be mad.” Brion hit couple keys and I heard the computer ring a couple times before he spun the monitor around to face me. “Live from Paris, France Soleil MacIntosh…”

“It’s Dallier again actually,” she said and I did my best to hide my sneer, but it wasn’t good enough. “Oh stop it Neville, at least pretend to be happy to see me,” she said with that giggle of hers and I rolled my eyes. “I’m happy to see you,” she said and even through the computer I could feel how sincere she was about it.

“She came to the hospital that night and did a damn good job keeping me from losing my mind those first couple days…”

“I wish I could have stayed longer but I had to get back to my little one,” she said with tears in her eyes. The years hadn’t done her as badly as I had hoped. She was a little heavier and her hair was in one of those short funky cuts like Rihanna but she was still as beautiful as I remembered. Now it seemed her personality matched. “Brion told me you had some trouble speaking…”

“Not anymore thank God,” I said finally and she smiled wide. “Still not moving too much but I don’t plan on staying that way too much longer.”

“I’m so glad to hear it Neville. Really I am. I’ve been a wreck over here. I know you might find that hard to believe but I’ve done some growing up since Ferris was born. I was a snotty little entitled bitch and what I did to you guys was probably the lowest point of my life, ruining a lifelong friendship for shits and giggles. And all the awful things I said about you…I really was a bitch Neville and I’ll be forever sorry for it. Whether you forgive me or not.”

“Ahhh, I let that go a long time ago Soleil,” I said, sincerely and she smiled again. “You let it go too. I can tell you’re different. We were kids, I can’t hold that against you lil’ mama.”

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Ok this story was written by request for a girl that was into extreme verbal abuse, humiliation, and degradation. It is not for everyone but if you are into total surrender and submission then you may like this one. Just a warning that for some, it is extreme and for you real sick bastards, by your standards it may seem tame. Enjoy:

It was one of those hot summer days, which for me happen to be my favorite days cause it means that all the ladies are taking off more of their clothes to stay cool. However, as much as I like the skimpy outfits, it does mean that I have to put up with the hot weather. And wouldn’t you know it my air-conditioner broke down yesterday so to seek some relief I had to go out side to the front porch with a cold beer to drink and try to cool off. So there I am sitting on my porch chair with my beer and you came out of your house wearing some extra short cut off jeans and a half cut T shirt in your bare feet. You had a bucket of soapy water and appeared to be getting ready for a good ol fashion car wash. Oh this was going to be good. So good that I needed to run into the house and get my binoculars to catch every wet soapy detail up close and personal.

I returned just in time to see you spraying down the car and lucky for me it was a big car. “This could take a while,” I smiled and whispered under my breath. Thank God for white thin half cut T shirts and big tits. And oh man do you have some of the nicest big ol floppy, full of life tits on the block, not to mention a smoken curvy body with one of those full round asses like you see on black chicks, which happen to be my favorite types of asses to look at and fuck for that matter. Yup, you had the body of someone that could take a good hard pounding. A body that could handle some rough punishment. Not like one of those skinny super model chicks that look as if they would break at the slightest touch. I hate the way those girls look. Nothing worse than doing a chick where you can see her rib cage and spine. Most guys will agree that real anorexic skinny chicks are out and thicker women are in.

So there you were washing away at that car, getting those big tits of yours nice and soapy wet. Your nipples jutting out and the wet shirt clinging to your tits, revealing their round curves. It was clear that you were an exhibitionist and had no shame in showing off your body. With my binoculars I caught you looking in my direction and now I knew you were putting on a show for me. So I said to myself that if you weren’t shy in showing, then I wasn’t going to try and hide the fact that I was looking at you with my binoculars. This cat and mouse game went on for quite a while till I decided that I had, had enough.

It was obvious you were teasing me and what can I say, I don’t like to be teased. So I put my binoculars down and walked across the street to you. You were soaking wet and you had a slight smirky mischievous smile on your face. I spoke up and asked, “Sure is hot today Miss…….???” “Lisa. My name is Lisa.” “Nice to finally meet you Lisa. My name is Anthony. I’m sorry I haven’t been a more neighborly neighbor and welcomed you to the neighborhood.” You laughed like a little she devil at my over use of the word neighbor in one sentence but I loved the way it sounded. “It’s ok and yes it is very VERY hot. I thought washing the car would cool me off.” “Well, unfortunately, my air-conditioner quit on me yesterday so I had to resort to a cold beer and my front porch.” “Oh? Well, my air-conditioning works just fine. Why don’t you come in and cool off?” “Hmm ok, sounds good.”

As promised your house was fully air-conditioned and it felt nice. Then a question popped into my head. “Hay Lisa, here’s a question, if your house is so cool then why did you need to go outside and wash your car to cool off?” The worried look on your face sent your eyes casting downward and betrayed your innocence. “Ok Anthony, you caught me. When I saw you out on your porch I needed an excuse to go out side so I decided to wash my car. I’ve actually been trying to meet you for a while.” “How come you didn’t just knock on my door you silly girl?” “Well, I was going to but then I thought you would think I was some kind of psycho girl next door. You see Anthony, there’s something that I want to tell you about me but I’m afraid to be so open with you because we just met. But I’m going to gamble that because you’re a guy, you will understand my situation.” “Ok Lisa, I’m listening and I promise to keep an open mind.”

“Well, let me get you another beer and I will tell you my story. Please have a seat anywhere and make yourself at home.” You left the room and I sat down on your love couch. Shortly you came back with a couple of cold beers and a towel wrapped around your naked body. “Here you go.” I was stunned at your towel but before I could say anything you sat down and began your story.”Well you see I recently broke up with my boy friend for many reasons that I won’t bore you with but manisa escort it’s just as well cause he just wasn’t able to satisfy my needs. Ok Anthony, here’s where I need you to keep an open mind. By needs, I mean that he wasn’t able to explore new ways to keep things fresh in the bed room. Actually, it was more like he was unwilling to try some things I wanted to try. In a way, I sort of don’t blame him. The things I wanted him to do to me were pretty severe. Ok, so I hope you won’t think I’m weird or anything but what I really want is for a guy to take complete control over my body and my mind. I have had a normal childhood with normal parents but somewhere I began to feel a need to be treated like a complete whore. I want a guy to treat me like dirt. I want him to spit on me and call me all kinds of degrading names and make me feel like trash, like garbage, like a total fucking piece of shit. Basically I want him to have his way with me and use my body in what ever way he wants. I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to have nothing to do with me ever again Anthony.” ” So what your telling me is that your boy friend had no spine what so ever and you want someone to treat you in a harsh way and be physical with you.” “Not someone Anthony, you. I want you to do it. And not just harsh, beyond harsh. I need to be treated and talked to like total crap. Can you do this Anthony?” After a pause and some thought I said, “Sure why not. So where should we start?” “Well, I know a good place to start. You know that broken air-conditioner of yours? Weeell I sort of, kind of, may have, had something to do with that.” “You what? You broke my air-conditioner?” “Yes, it was me. Does that make you mad? Do you want to punish me?”

I wasn’t sure what to do. I was turned on by what you were asking me to do. I mean it’s not every day that a total fox tells you that she wants you to have your way with her but now I was pissed off. You just admitted to sabotaging my air-conditioning system. Before I could speak you said, “Come on Anthony, punish me. Take your anger out on me and my body.” And that was it. It was go time. I grabbed your towel and ripped it off. I saw exactly what you were trying to do so I just decided to give in and assume the role that you were desperately looking for me to play.

Ok Lisa, you want me to get angry? You have gone too far bitch. You are going to pay all right. You’re gonna pay with your body. Get your fucken ass on your knees in front of me bitch. Now undo my belt and pants.” With my pants now around my ankles I sat in the love seat and said, “Now take off my shoes and socks and remove my pants all the way. Remove that belt from the pant loops. Hand me the belt. Ok you mother fucking cunt your going to clean my ass hole with your tongue. My hairy, poorly wiped, unkempt ass hole. And if you don’t do it right then I’m going to whip your ass with my belt.” I lifted my legs in the air and exposed my nasty ass hole. “Start licking you mother fucking bitch.” Then I grabbed a fistful of your hair and forced your face into my ass. “That’s it bitch, tongue fuck my ass. Fuck it. Fuck that ass hole of mine with your tongue you fucking piece of shit. Fuck you, you god damn fucking dirty whore, drill my ass with your god damn fucking tongue. DO IT! Tongue fuck my ass hole bitch. That’s it bitch, sink that tongue in deep. How do you like the taste of my left over shit from my poorly wiped ass Lisa? HUH, you fucking tramp? That’s it, suck that shit right out of my ass. Eat it god damn you!! Eat my fucking shit Lisa!!! You fucking nasty bitch. Eat my shit you god damn mother fucking bitch. Come on Lisa, lets hear you make some animal noises while you tongue fuck my ass. Come on Lisa, grunt like a pig you fucking dirt bag. You nasty tramp. LOUDER!!!!” A swift whip to your ass made you do what I commanded of you. Immediately you started grunting and snorting like a pig. Like a god damn filthy she pig. “That’s it you dirty ass licking pig. Clean my ass with your fucking tongue and make pig noises.”

The animal noises you were making were getting me aroused. I started to get a hard on so I said, “Ok Lisa that’s enough of that. Now I want you to suck my cock but first I want you to lick my sweaty balls. OOO that’s it bitch, suck on those hairy sweaty nuts. Yeah suckum you fucking bitch. Yeah now lick the stale sweaty crease between my balls and thighs. Oh yeah bitch, I haven’t taken a shower today. Yeah that’s it. Lick that old rotten sweat down there you mother fucking piece of shit. Fuck you, you god damn son of a bitch!!! Start sucking my god damn cock now slut!! OOO yeah, that’s it Lisa, suck that cock nice and hard. Yeah I want you to stroke it with your hand while you suck on it. Oh yeah, scrape your teeth on my dick head. Oh bite it. That’s it, nibble on the head. OOOO that feels so fucking good Lisa. Now shove it all the way down your throat. That’s it bitch, swallow that cock. Swallow it god damn you.” I took your head in my hands and kushinagar.net forced your head all the way down your mouth till I felt it hit the back of your throat and held you down for a few seconds. You tried to back out but I held you down. “Oh no bitch, you’re not coming back up for air till I let you.” Then I let go and as my cock exited your mouth you almost gagged. Then I decided to punish your face by slapping it with my cock. “Oh yeah bitch, stay still while I beat your face with my dick.” I began to slap your face with my cock and you held out your tongue and made an evil twisted look on your face that turned me on. So I started slapping your tongue with my cock and you were loving the abuse.

“Ok Lisa, turn around, get on all fours, and stick your ass straight in the air. SSSSS oh yeah what a hot looking ass you have bitch. I’m gonna enjoy fucking it but first I’m just going to play with it and your cunt too.” With your beautiful round ass straight in the air I couldn’t resist spanking it. First I circled your ass with the palm of my hand then with no notice I slapped your ass hard leaving a perfect hand print right on your ass cheek. Then I circled again and again, this time 3 slaps rapid fire right on your ass. Then I spit right on your ass hole and slowly pushed a finger into your ass. I sunk it in all the way to my knuckle and then twisted and bent my finger and tugged on your rectum, inflicting as much pleasure and pain as I could on your ass hole. Then I put my thumb in your ass and my middle finger in your cunt and said, “Ok I ‘m going to lift you off the ground so I want you to reach back and grab your ankles.” After you had a good hold of your ankles I pulled up until your knees were off the ground with my fingers in your two holes just like a bowling ball. Your head and your shoulders acted as a pivot while I rocked you slowly up and down with my two fingers. And then you screamed, “Oh my god Anthony, I’m gonna cum! Keep doing that! It feels so fucking good! Oh god, tug on those holes! Pull on them! Oh shit I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Ahhhhhhh!” When you started cumming I set your knees on the ground and started finger banging your holes at a blurring speed. “Yeah, you like that bitch? You like when I finger fuck your holes at the same time, real fast? Yeah? I can fuck them even faster.” So I started finger fucking you as fast as I could until my arm muscles started to burn and I couldn’t stand it any longer and had to stop.

I was actually winded when I stopped so I decided to catch my breath with something a little less physical. “Oh yeah Lisa, keep that ass in the air you nasty fucking bitch. I’m gonna tongue that dirty ass and cunt of yours.” “Oh god Anthony yes, tongue my holes.” I dove in like a cave man. Pushing my tongue in your ass and then spreading it apart by flattening my tongue. “Oh yeah bitch, reach behind and spread your ass cheeks apart so I can get at that ass.” Then I plunged my tongue into your puckered wrinkled ass hole and pushed in as far as I could go then twisted and wiggled my tongue tip. Next I started fucking your ass with my tongue fast, getting my whole upper body into it. Your ass cheeks acted as two pillows to plant my face into as I slammed slammed slammed your ass with my tongue. And what most would call the dirtiest hole on the planet, I call heaven. In fact it turns me on even more knowing that you’ve recently taken a shit earlier that day and I’m the one cleaning up after you. Hay if dogs can do it then so can I. Taking a quick break from your excrement exit I moved on to your cunt and made it mine. Soon the room was filled with animal grunts and snorts. My mind had left my body and was replaced by an animalistic cunt and ass eating machine. You screamed like a savage beast, “Oh fuck Anthony, you’re gonna make me cum again! Oh god yes, keep eating my holes like an animal! Use your teeth! Use your whole mouth you god damn fucking bastard! Yes, that’s it, I’m gonna cum on your face! Here I cum! NOW!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!” My mouth went to your pussy and I drank while your body contorted as you had your orgasm. I had to mimic the movements of your writhing body as you dumped your cum load right into my thirsty mouth. The taste was of sweat coconut milk and I drank every last drop.

“Ok you fucking bitch, time for you to fuck my cock. I’m gonna sit on the couch and your gonna ride me you fucking piece of shit. Oh yeah, that’s it sit right on that cock with your nasty cunt. Oh yes, now fuck me you dirty nasty whore. Yeah that’s it, fuck my cock. Come on you can fuck me faster than that.” Then I got angry cause your compliance was to slow to my liking and I grabbed your hair, pulled on it real hard and yelled, “Did you hear me Lisa!? I said fuck me faster! Where the hell did you learn how to fuck, Disneyland!? I want you to fuck the shit out of me you god damn mother fucking piece of shit! Fuck me! Fuck me hard and fast! Come on you fucking bitch, fuck the hell out of me! Fuck that cock! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it hard god damn you! Your nothing but a fucking dirty piece of dog shit! Your the gum on the bottom of my shoe! Your the snot I blow out my nose! Your a pig that wallows in it’s own shit! Your the putrid scum on the bottom of a pond! You belong in the hole of an outhouse toilet so everyone can take a shit on you and piss all over you and you can swim in everyone’s excrement! Your a stupid no good fucking bitch! Now Fuuuuuuuuuuuuk me god damn you! Fuck Meeeeeeeeee!” After my barrage of verbal humiliation and abuse you began to cry but I did not let up. I dug in even harder. “Awwww did i make you cry Lisa? Are you crying you wimmpy fucking bitch? Did I hurt your feelings you stupid cunt? Well that’s just too fucking bad!!!! I don’t give a fuck about you or your god damn piece of shit feelings ya dumb bitch! If you want to cry then I’m gonna make you cry in pain.”

Just then I shoved you real hard in the back and you fell hard on the ground. Then I stood up and grabbed you by the arm and dragged you across the room and then I stopped and grabbed you by the neck and pushed you face down into the floor. You stay there you mother fucking cunt. Don’t you fucking move. Your body lay flat on the floor with your ass facing upward. Roughly I forced your legs apart and said, “Ok bitch, now I’m gonna make you cry. I’m done fucking around Lisa. I’m gonna fuck you right in the ass real hard and it’s gonna fucking hurt real bad you fucking slut.” I was semi soft so I started dry humping and grinding my cock into your full round ass to get hard. As I did this I talked low and evil in your ear saying, “That’s right Lisa, I’m about to fuck you hard in the ass. Is this what you wanted? You want to be treated like shit? You want me to fuck you and call you nasty names? Huh Lisa? Is that what you want you fucking bitch? Ok bitch. I’ll fuck you. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you!” When I was good and hard I spit right on your ass hole and shoved my cock into your ass hard and deep. Then one at a time I slammed into your ass hole as hard as I could trying to dent your floor, I pounded your ass and the room was filled with the sound of my hips slapping your cheeks. “Ok you fucking ass hole, prepare to get fucked.” Then I went into full jack hammer mode. Planting my hands on the floor, I dug into that ass at full speed and kept it going for at least 30 seconds the whole time shouting obscenities at you. “You like this bitch? Is this what you want? You like it when I talk real nasty don’t you? You like it when I yell at you and call you nasty names with a real foul mouth don’t you Lisa!? Your a nasty mother fucking filthy whore aren’t you? You’re nothing but a dirty rotten smelly fish for a cunt aren’t you, you nasty fucking bitch!? Yeah, take my cock in your ass bitch! Take it!!!!! Take my cock god damn you, you fucken skanky tramp! How do you like it when I fuck the shit out of your ass bitch!? Huh Lisa!? You like me fucken your ass nice and hard you mother fucking piece of crap! Yeah that’s right bitch, you heard me! Your nothing but a no good mother fucking god damn piece of shit!! You’re just 3 holes for me to fuck and cum in and that’s all your good for! Do you hear me you piece of dirt? Fuck you Lisa!! You’re a fucken bitch!! Yeah, squeeze your ass together and make it nice and tight for my cock!! Yeah that’s it, squeeze with all your might!! Awww fuck you bitch, I’m gonna cum!! I’m gonna fucken cum all over you, you slimy bitch!” Then I pulled out, stood over you and shot my load all over your body, trying to cover as much of you as I possibly could with my cum.

When I was finished exploding my cock all over you I barked, “Get up and clean off this cum covered cock, fresh out of your nasty ass hole with your mouth bitch. Obediently you got to your knees and started to suck my cum and your shit off my cock. Without having to ask, you went primal on my cock with all those erotic animal noises guttering from your throat. “That’s it slut, suck your shit right off that cock. Swallow it god damn you!! Yeah your a nasty fucken bitch aren’t you Lisa?” Then I said, “I’m not done with you yet you fucking bitch. You’re not dirty enough yet. I could feel the beer and your cum that I drank about ready to exit. “Stay right where you are bitch.” Then I let it all flow. Pissing all over your body, covering your hair, your ass, your legs. And you loved it saying, “Oh yes Anthony, mark your territory with your piss. Piss all over me.” You were on the ground wallowing in my urine like a pig as I released your cum and two beers all over your body and you just rubbed it on yourself like you were taking a shower. “Stay right there bitch, I have one more dirty deed for you. I went into the kitchen and grabbed the garbage can, came back, and dumped it all over you. Then I said, “Your a fucken bitch and I’m gonna come back and use your holes whenever I want to, you got me Lisa? Now wallow in my piss, my cum, and your garbage and then we’re done for today. Before I left I grabbed your hair and spit right in your face and said, “And that’s for breaking my air-conditioner bitch.” Then I put on my pants and went home for another beer.

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To the reader: I hope you can tell by now that I love writing stories like this. I never intended this simple brother-sister one to turn into a saga, but your comments and private feedback have encouraged me to let it keep coming to me. It surprises me every time. Writing is the first joy, and your feedback is the second. Don’t let any author try to tell you otherwise. Thank you. – Brandie

Emily was my best friend in high school. She had gone off to college in New York while I went to a small school in North Carolina. Today was one of those rare chances for the two of us to catch up, since I had the day off and her summer internship had just ended.

We were sitting around a table on the deck at my parents’ house, under a big green umbrella, sipping some sangria that Emily had brought. My parents were both at work. My little brother, Jordan, was home, but he left us girls alone. In idle moments I wondered if he would want to play our game after Emily left. I had been enjoying our little game and it had been a few days now since the last time.

Emily had on a bright yellow summer dress with a tiny print. It had little strings on the shoulders and was ruffled across the breast, made to be worn with no bra. Unlike my small chest, hers filled out the dress properly.

I had on what I called boy-shorts: soft flannel things cut like oversized boxer shorts. They were pink, and above them I wore a loose white tank tee, also with no bra underneath. It was baggy enough that it revealed nothing about my chest, as I wanted it.

Along with the wine, Emily had also brought a copy of Penthouse magazine that she had “borrowed” from her younger brother.

We looked and giggled together and sometimes gasped at the girls who were splayed so obscenely across the well-used pages. But looking at “wide open beavers” – or “WOBs” as Kurt Vonnegut called them – had only so much interest for two college girls. Emily turned to the “letters” section and, reading to herself for a second, wiggled in her chair and grinned, “oh, listen to this!”

She proceeded to read me a story about a man who had been working as a nude model when the gorgeous, 36-24-36 blonde who was drawing him set down her pencils and had sex with him three different ways. Although I’d seen a boy start to get hard again not long after having one orgasm, it sure seemed to me that three in a row was a bit much.

“I never dreamt this would happen to me,” indeed!

Although we both laughed, I felt a familiar warmth start to grow in my middle.

I grabbed the magazine from Emily and read the next letter to her. It was from a woman who really enjoyed sharing the magazine with her husband, and who took inspiration from the photos of some of the girls to let her husband enjoy her anally for the first time. I remember she described the feeling as “not unfamiliar,” and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what that meant. In fact, I squirmed a little thinking about having a penis in there. I mean, I knew some people did that, but, ouch.

With a few glasses of sangria in me, and the pleasure of being with Emily, I was becoming nicely relaxed. The raunchy discussion of sex between us, even if it was just other peoples’ crazy fantasies, kept a pleasant tension growing in my belly.

It was Emily’s turn, and she read a story about a young man masturbating alone in his room, describing in some detail the way he touched his penis and cupped his balls to give himself pleasure. Then came a tap on his door and, too quickly, his mother had walked in with a stack of clean laundry. Confronted with his obvious predicament, she had frozen on the spot. Meanwhile, the sight of a woman observing his private business had pushed him over the top, and he described how he coated himself with “buckets of goo” right there in front of his mom.

“Buckets of goo.” Honestly, who thinks of these phrases?

But you know, of course, what that story had brought to my mind. My own little brother, 19-year-old Jordan. This summer, I had discovered that he liked letting me watch him masturbate. And I discovered that I liked watching it, too. In fact, just a few days ago, we had each pulled off our bottoms and pleasured ourselves in our turn, right here on the deck.

Unaware of my thoughts, Emily let out a “whew” and made a show of wiping her brow as she passed the magazine back to me. There was one letter left.

“I’ve never seen a boy do that,” she said, “but I just know my brother does it. What else would he be doing with this stuff?” She gestured at the magazine. I blushed as I fumbled to pick it up.

“Whoa, what are you blushing for? Don’t tell me… Have you … you know … ever watched a guy doing that?” I avoided her eyes. Seeing me hesitate, she rushed on. “You have! Oh, no, girl, you have to tell me all about it. My God, tekirdağ escort that’s so nasty! Really? Who was it? What was it like?”

I was embarrassed to the limit. I gave her a weak smile and held up one finger and stood, making like I had to go to the bathroom.

“I want to hear everything when you get back,” she called after me.

I did not have to pee. Instead, I went quickly down into the family room, where my brother, Jordan, was alone playing bumper pool on the little table down there. I noticed that two windows high up on the wall of the converted basement were open.

“Jesus, Jordan! Were you listening? Could you hear us?” I asked in a low tone, unable to hold back a smile.

He laughed gently. “Yep. I heard. I know why you’re here and the answer is ‘no.'”

“Oh Jordan, come on. I think she would love it. Why not? You know I do!”

“Really? I think she’d just think I’m a loser.”

“I think you’ve got it all wrong. You need to trust me on this.” He looked at me and raised his chin in a way that said “I’m listening.”

“Just let me ask her, please? And you can listen and see what she says.” I gestured toward the open window. “I’m telling you, she’ll love it.” And I added, even more softly, “and then she’ll owe you one.” I could not resist a wink.

My little brother moved away from the bumper pool table and set down his cue. I thought I detected a bulge in his crotch. He just shrugged, saying nothing. “Wait here!” I whispered, and practically flew back up and out to the deck.

I sat down across from Emily, doing my best to suppress a smile.

“So, Emily,” I said slowly.

She leaned forward to hear my story. “No, wait,” she interrupted quickly. “Tell me it wasn’t Bill Kelly, isn’t he the one you … you know…?” She meant the boy whose cum I had swallowed the summer after graduating from high school.

“No,” I assured her. “Better.” This got an appreciative “ooh” out of her and she clapped her hands.

“What if,” I began, still dragging it out slowly, “what if you could actually watch a guy do it for you right now, live?” Her eyes went big and round, and her mouth was following suit, as the realization came to her.

“Jordan!? No!” and she leaned forward so far she nearly came out of her chair. “Oh my God, I mean yes! Are you serious? He…” and she made a gesture with her hand simulating a guy stroking himself. “Oh my God!” she repeated.

“Do you want to? I’m sure he would if you want.”

“Girl, what are we waiting for?” I had expected I could eventually talk her into watching him. I was a bit surprised, however, at her eagerness. I guess I was not the only girl who liked watching a man showing his most private touch for me.

She stood up and gave me a “get moving” gesture. I led her down to the family room where my little brother was setting up another game of bumper pool. He looked at me and blushed when Emily and I came in. He avoided looking at her.

“Well, bro, she said ‘yes.’ In fact, I think what she said was ‘hell yes.'” Emily gasped and slapped me lightly on the arm.

He kept his eyes on me and said, “Well, you know the deal. I’m not the only one who loses my pants.” Crap. I hadn’t thought of this. My secret was out. Emily was staring at me now with her jaw open and it was my turn to blush. “In fact,” he went on, “since I’m … since there’s two of you, I think someone should get naked. All the way.”

Emily and I stumbled on each other’s hurried denials. “Oh no. No way.”

“Ok, fine,” he said, and pretended to go back to his game.

To my surprise, it was Emily who wouldn’t let go. “We’ll make it fair. We’ll … we’ll play a hand of Hearts, and the loser has to strip.” Hearts was a game that Emily and I and our friends had played a million times over the years. “Jordan plays too, but his score doesn’t matter, just me and you.”

I really, really didn’t want to show my chest to my brother, any more than I wanted to be naked with him where Emily could see us. But her compromise seemed only fair, and the sangria and my desire were out-voting me. So with a slight feeling of dread at where this might lead – what I might have to do – I gave in and grabbed a deck of cards from the game closet. We sat on the floor around the coffee table and my kid brother removed the two of clubs and dealt out the 51 remaining cards.

I picked up my cards and sorted them. I looked worriedly at the Ace, King and ten of Diamonds; that could be trouble. But there was not much else in my hand. No high Spades, and just two low Hearts. The rest I could find a way to get rid of.

Emily, to Jordan’s left, played first. We played a few tricks without breaking the ice, and finally Emily was the first to take a Heart. Nice. I relaxed a bit thinking that I was forumagic.com one card closer to keeping my clothing on my little breasts.

When Emily took the second heart, a nagging doubt rose in my mind. By the time she had collected five of them, I was sure.

She’s shooting the moon, damn it, I thought, biting my tongue to avoid table talk with my brother. Shooting the moon: a truly appropriate name under the circumstances, I thought with a wry smile. If she took all the “bad” tricks, she would win. It was risky, sure, but sometimes the only way out if you had a lot of high cards. It failed often enough, and when it did it failed spectacularly, leaving that player with most, but not all, of the unwanted cards.

Emily must have a very bad hand. She was playing all-or-nothing with her modesty. And mine.

“Little brother,” I willed him to read my thoughts, “do something! You’ve got to protect me. Take one before it’s too late. Too late for me. Don’t make me be the one who has to undress.” But I respected the rules and said nothing.

She led out the high Spades, trying to draw the Queen. Jordan must have had it. He ducked the Ace and the King. With that, Emily gave an exasperated sigh and led a low Club with a gesture of surrender. She had failed and she already had five hearts against her. I smiled triumphantly, imagining her shame as she dropped the cute summer dress in front of us. My brother was going to love watching that.

I had to take the Club trick with only the five. I pushed a low Spade at my brother, and he smiled broadly at me before playing the Queen. Emily dropped another high Heart on the trick, now desperately trying to get rid of her winners. But the first bridge had been crossed; my brother had taken one for me, preventing Emily from getting them all. It was 14 points for him, but as Emily had pointed out, that didn’t matter. He would be stripping for us no matter who won the game. This was between Emily and me. And he was on my side.

Alas, brother led a Diamond, and my ten was good. I was stuck in the lead with few cards left and the knot in my belly grew as, one by one, I collected the remaining Hearts. At the end of the game, Jordan had 14 points, and Emily 5. I didn’t bother re-counting the 7 Hearts in my pile. I had lost. I would have to strip naked in front of Emily and my brother together.

Jordan stayed quiet as Emily gloated. “Come on, girl, take it off! You’re holding up the show.” I was tense, reluctant, and I felt heat spreading unwanted from my breasts to my cheeks.

We all stood, with Emily smoothing her summer dress and taking a seat in the overstuffed chair near the sofa. I looked at my brother with a nervous smile. “Turn around a sec, ok?” I asked him. He gave me his own reassuring smile and turned to face away from me, folding his arms. I turned as well, and stepped out of my boy-shorts and stopped. The top or the panties next? It didn’t matter in the end. I chose the top and removed it, and noticed Emily watching me, a hand covering her mouth. “What are you looking at?” I demanded in mock anger.

This was it. It was hard – harder than peeling off my pants on the deck for Jordan to see. I had never undressed in front of my best friend. She would see me do it now, with my brother right there in the room.

And worse, if it could be, the handfuls on my chest had never been seen by a male.

Emily reached out suddenly and yanked my panties past my knees. I felt my bareness right through me. I bent at the knees, ladylike as I could; freeing my panties, I folded and set them with the rest of my clothes. I quickly dropped onto the couch, trying my best to crawl into the corner of it and disappear. Looking at my brother standing there, his back to me, I reminded myself this was going to be worth what I was feeling right now. I was going to get another boy show, and to share it with my best friend. But my naked body was paying the price of admission for her. I vowed not to let her forget it. I drew my bare knees to my chest.

“Ok, go ahead. You can turn around now,” my voice quivered as I said it. He turned his head and found me. My hands moved involuntarily to cover my boobs.

He turned the rest of his body then, and seeing me covering myself, he cocked his head and gave me a half-hearted scowl. He peeled off his shirt, and then in one motion pushed his denim cut-offs and white briefs together to the floor. Emily let out a little “oh my God” as he straightened back up. He was hard. She whispered to me “it’s so… nice!” A whisper, but loud enough that I knew my brother could hear it.

He took himself in his hand while still standing and, returning her appreciation, he pointed himself straight at Emily. It might have been the first time he had looked directly at her. He touched himself slowly up from the base of his shaft, letting his hand slide all the way past his swollen tip. His erection bounced free and he settled himself on the corner of the sofa across from me.

The cushions shifted with his weight. Without thinking, I moved my hands down from my breasts to help me adjust on the couch. Once I settled, I quickly returned them.

“It’s ok, you know,” he said gently, subtly massaging himself as he spoke. “I think they’re really pretty if you ask me.” My own kid brother telling me, naked me, that my breasts were pretty. An odd sort of gratitude washed over me and a tingle ran over my skin.

“She has beautiful breasts,” Emily responded firmly. “I can see you don’t mind looking,” she added, giggling as she nodded at his rigid member.

“Hmmmm,” he breathed, taking just one finger and rubbing the tip of it up and down the length of his penis. He had one leg bent and resting along the back of the couch, his foot a mere inches from mine. The other leg was stretched out with his foot resting down on the floor, pointed nearly at Emily. His testicles rested softly on the cushion beneath him. As he continued to touch himself lightly like that, my eyes were locked on his body, and Emily ceased to exist. My hands fell forgotten to my sides. I let one bent leg rock back and forth against the other, sending pleasant sensations coursing through me.

My brother took so much time pleasing himself, gently, slowly, lazily. He would seem to reach a plateau where his toes would stretch apart and he would breathe out a soft little moan, then remove his hand completely and draw in a gasp and start all over again. The sweet agony of want was driving me crazy; I don’t know how he lasted so long.

At last, he could postpone it no more. He tilted his head way back on the arm of the sofa and pointed his penis higher in the air than he ever had before. He gripped himself in his thumb-and-two-fingers way and his movements became quick and uneven. “Oh fuuuu…” he breathed, and then he shot stream after thick white stream of himself up in the air, looping ropes of his climax, to land on his stomach and ribs. I sensed real wetness arrive at the tops of my thighs and my nipples were so taut and sensitive just then that I’m sure they would have burst from a touch. I loved watching his seed squirting up from the fat tip of his dick.

If I thought he had pumped out a large volume of liquid before, I had seen nothing yet. Clearly, this new escalation of our secret masturbation game had brought him to a new level of climax.

He looked down at himself and quickly brought his arms in to his sides and leveled his belly. It dawned on me: he had draped so much of his fluid on his belly that if he so much as moved right now, he would drip sperm onto the fabric of the couch, and that would be a bit of a problem.

I jumped up without thinking, to get a hand towel, and in the same motion I grabbed my top, dragging it with me. As I moved, I saw Emily, remembered Emily, from the corner of my eye. She was quickly pulling down the hem of her dress and pretending to brush something from her knee. She looked up at me sheepishly, cheeks speckled red, and shrugged. I wondered if Jordan… Had she…?

There wasn’t time to finish the thought. I imagined him soiling the couch any second. I moved quickly to the downstairs powder room, pulling my top over my head as I went. It barely came down over my privates, but it was something. I grabbed a hand towel and wetted it with warm water.

When I got back, Jordan still lay there nude, his penis thick now but not hard, still awkwardly using his arms to stop his orgasm from staining the cushions. Without thinking, I reached down and began wiping his cum from the arm nearest me, so that he could free it to clean himself the rest of the way. I inspected my work and saw that there was a good bit of the stuff on his hand, the hand that he had used so slowly to produce this condition.

While Emily sat silent and still, I took my brother’s hand in the wet towel and gently cleaned his thumb and fingers. It rushed through me hard without warning that this was a deeply, unexpectedly intimate way of touching him, hand to hand, separating his fingers, taking care of his semen for him.

It had been an unstated rule that we did not touch during these games, my brother and me. Watching each other was one thing.

That barrier held solid for me, meaningful and important to me, and I hurried to finish his hand and release the raw touch; yet, as I wiped his mess from my brother’s hand one finger at a time with the cloth, something light and electric seized my heart. My bare sex felt the air burning between us.

And then a movement near his belly drew my eye, while Emily sat there yet, silent and still.

Oh God, little bro. Oh, Jesus God, not now.

Lying on the sofa right after his hot climax, bared there before Emily and me, with his hand being cleaned by me and the wet towel, my kid brother, Jordan, was hard.

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Zoe sat in the booth, her eyes trained on the door, her right leg bouncing up and down with the speed of a jackhammer. Her face and chest were flushed, physical evidence of her nervousness. She checked her phone again to check the time they were supposed to meet for the seventh time. She had arrived early so she could pick a good spot and get some liquid courage into her system before her date showed up. Now her cranberry vodka was half gone, and her nerves had only increased since she sat down.

Needing something to occupy herself, she stared down at her drink, using her straw as an ice pick to break up the ice cubes. As she separated the last two she heard the swish of fabric and the gentle creak of the vinyl booth.

“I hope you haven’t been waiting long,” a soothing voice invaded her thoughts.

Zoe shook her head, looking up. “Just a few minutes,” she lied, her eyes meeting her date’s gaze. The eyes that met hers were a pale brown. Zoe was suddenly very thankful for the dim lighting that helped to hide her blush. The woman sitting across from her was easily the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Dark blonde curls fell to her shoulders, perfectly framing her face. Her lips were full, forming the perfect, kissable pout and painted a soft pink. She was wearing a dusky lavender shirt that showcased her breasts, the fabric was sheer enough that Zoe thought she saw a bar pierced through on of the nipples that were standing at full attention. Some of her nerves died away and she was glad she hadn’t chickened out on meeting Sadie tonight.

Sadie signaled the waitress and ordered a drink. As the waitress walked away she leaned forward across the table. “Zoe, I know you’re nervous, but there’s no reason to lie.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’ve been here for almost fifteen minutes.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I’ve been here for almost twenty minutes. I wanted to be here when you got arrived. I hid at a table back there” she gestured to a table in the darkened corner “and watched you before I came over here.”

Zoe took another sip of her drink, taking in the information. A small part of her was weirded out, but the largest part of her was oddly soothed by the knowledge that Sadie had taken time to observe before coming over to her, letting her calm down and get more comfortable with the situation.

The waitress returned with Sadie’s drink and she raised her glass in a toast “to new experiences”. Zoe clinked her tumbler against Sadie’s and smiled as she took a sip.

For years, Zoe had found herself fascinated with the idea of two women kissing and cuddling. Over time those fantasies had evolved and become more sexual to the point that whenever she masturbated, it was to lesbian sex. It was nothing she ever thought she would act on but enjoyed keeping it as her secret fantasy.

One night, after another horrible date, she drowned herself in a bottle of wine and made herself a new online dating profile on a lesbian dating site. The next morning she woke up and saw dozens of notifications on her phone, all from the app she had completely forgotten she had downloaded. Many of the messages were not ones that she would ever have responded to, but one stood out from the rest.

SassySadie: Good morning beautiful! I’m sure you’re being flooded with messages right now from women trying to get into your pants, but I wanted to reach out and let you know that if you just need a friend or someone to talk to, I’m here for you!

Zoe spent a long time staring at the message, not sure how to respond. She clicked on Sadie’s profile samsun escort and liked everything that she read and all the pictures she saw. Heart pounding, she replied to the sweet message.

NewbieZoe: Thank you for your message. I am completely new to this and have no idea what I’m doing!

SassySadie: We’ve all been there! Can I ask what made you join this website?

NewbieZoe: Too much wine and a horrible date.

SassySadie: LOL. I’ve been there myself. How do you feel about it now?

NewbieZoe: Honestly? Completely out of my mind with nerves.

SassySadie: What can I do to help ease your nerves?

From that point on, Zoe found herself being completely open with this woman she had met. For once in her life, Zoe didn’t find herself trying to figure out what she was supposed to say, instead answering openly and honestly. Their conversations never felt awkward or stunted and every time her phone buzzed she felt a rush of excitement, hoping it was Sadie and disappointed when it wasn’t. Things progressed slowly, which suited Zoe just fine. Early this afternoon Sadie asked if she wanted to meet tonight for a drink to see if they clicked. She’d agreed, and now here they were.

“How nervous are you right now?” Sadie asked, interrupting Zoe’s thoughts.

“Not much anymore. I was until you got here, but this just feels…right.”

Sadie smiled, dimples flashing in her cheeks. “I’m glad to hear you say that. I don’t want any of this to be weird for you.”

“I do have one question though,” Zoe said, proud of herself for putting the topic on the table.

“You can ask me anything.”

“What are you expecting out of tonight? Or just this” she gestured between the two of them with her hand “in general?”

Sadie took a slow sip of her drink, her lips pursing around the straw in a way that made Zoe want to be that straw. “Well, at the risk of freaking you out, I want to finish these drinks and go back to my place.”

Zoe gulped, then took another sip of her drink. With a sudden surge of daring, she tipped her glass back and drained the rest of her cocktail. Setting the glass back down she licked her lips. “I’m all done.”

Sadie smiled and let out a low mmm before pushing her drink aside. “I’m suddenly not thirsty anymore.” She tossed a twenty on the table and stood, reaching for Zoe’s hand. “Let’s go.”

Butterflies danced in her stomach as she took Sadie’s hand. She followed her through the dimly lit bar to the parking lot. “Did you drive?” Sadie asked.

Zoe shook her head. “I wanted to be open to anything that might happen tonight, so I took an Uber.”

“Good girl. Are you good to ride with me?”

“I am.”

Sadie led her to a black SUV and opened the passenger door for her. Zoe expected that Sadie would shut the door and go around to the driver’s side, but instead Sadie reached across her to buckle her seatbelt. Once she buckle snapped into place she leaned back and rubbed the backs of her knuckles against Zoe’s cheek. “If I kiss you now we won’t make it back to my house until after we’ve been arrested for indecent exposure.”

Zoe blushed. “Then we better get going.”

The whole drive to Sadie’s house Sadie kept her hand on Zoe’s thigh. Zoe felt like a live wire, aching for more of Sadie’s touch. Luckily, Sadie didn’t live far and they made it to her house just a few minutes after they left the bar.

They held hands as they walked into the house. “I’ve never done this before,” Zoe blurted.

Sadie curled a hand around Zoe’s neck and leaned in so that their foreheads were touching. “I samsunkurdu.com know, baby.”

“I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“That’s okay, baby. I’ll teach you everything you need to know.” She leaned in and brushed her lips across Zoe’s.

Zoe sighed as a brief jolt of pleasure rushed through her system. Her mouth opened and she felt Sadie’s tongue tracing the inside edge of her lips. She opened her mouth further, inviting her to deepen the kiss. Sadie obliged, taking control of her mouth, stroking her tongue alongside Zoe’s and exploring every crevice. Zoe moaned, kissing Sadie back with everything she had in her. She lifted her hands from her sides and speared them into Sadie’s dusky curls

When Sadie pulled back Zoe let out a whimper. “Why did you stop?” she whined.

Sadie chuckled. “Don’t worry, we’ll get back to the kissing. Right now, I want to see more of you.”

Zoe blushed but nodded. “Out here?” She asked, looking around the living room.

Sadie shook her head and tugged Zoe down the hallway to a softly lit room. A bed covered in pillows dominated the space. They stopped next to the bed as Sadie tugged Zoe’s shirt up over her head, their lips smooching together as Sadie’s hands roamed her body. Zoe’s bra came next, her nipples hardening instantly in the chilled air.

“Oh look at these tits,” Sadie exclaimed, her breath brushing hot over Zoe’s skin. Her teeth lightly nipped across Zoe’s right nipple before sucking it deeply into her mouth. “You taste delicious.”

All Zoe could do was moan and run her fingers through Sadie’s hair as her lover explored her body. Sadie moved her mouth across her breasts randomly. Sometimes nipping, sucking at other times, laving her rock-hard nipples with her dexterous tongue. “You would look gorgeous with your nipples pierced,” Sadie told her.

“Like yours?”

Sadie winked, “So you noticed?”

Zoe brushed a finger over the pierced nipple. “It definitely drew my attention.”

“Want to see it?”

Zoe nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, please.”

“Take off my shirt,” Sadie ordered.

Zoe obeyed eagerly, flinging the flimsy shirt across the room to land over by the dresser. Sadie wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts landed in Zoe’s eager hands. She couldn’t control herself and immediately ducked her head to suck on one nipple, drawing it hard into her mouth. She moaned around the nipple, not sure how she had gone so long without these feelings.

“Holy fuck, you’re good at that,” Sadie breathed. “Suck it harder.”

Zoe obliged, moving to the pierced nipple, sucking hard around the bar that ran horizontally through the dusty rose nub. She alternated between the two nipples, loving the responses she elicited from Sadie. Each moan sent another rush of wetness between her thighs until she was clutching her legs together, trying to soothe the ache.

Two hands tugged on her hair, drawing her mouth away from Sadie’s tits. “Why’d you stop me?”

Sadie kissed her hungrily before replying. “I’m dying to get between your legs, baby girl. Get on the bed,” she ordered, shoving Zoe backwards onto the bed.

For the first time, Zoe regretted wearing pants. If she had worn a skirt, Sadie would be eating her out right now. She couldn’t wait to feel Sadie’s tongue exploring her folds, delving into her aching slit. She wriggled her hips, trying to help Sadie get the tight jeggings off her legs. She kicked the denim free, sending her heels along with it.

“Look at the pretty pussy baby,” Sadie groaned, staring at her lace-covered mound. “It’s so wet, just for me.”

“All for you. I’ve never been this wet.”

Sadie’s grin was sly. “Oh, you’ll be much wetter before the night is through.” She hooked her thumbs in the fabric, “Do you like these panties, baby?” Zoe shook her head. “Good,” she said, tugging hard on the fabric, ripping it from Zoe’s body.

Zoe gasped, goosebumps erupting over her flesh. “Ohmigod. That’s so hot.”

Sadie took one of Zoe’s ankles in each hand and spread her legs wide. “Oh look at that beautiful cunt. It’s glistening, begging for my touch. You want me to eat you, baby?” She knelt down and blew gently over Zoe’s exposed clit.

“Yes! Ohmigod yes!” Zoe fairly screamed and Sadie dove in.

Zoe hadn’t been eaten out in years, but even with the distant memory she knew she had never been devoured like this. Sadie was rough, then gentle, tugging at her clit, pulling it hard between her lips. She kept Zoe’s legs held in her hands, though she now held her by the thighs, keeping her legs spread so she could access all of Zoe’s pussy. Her tongue slid in and out of Zoe’s quivering cunt, fucking her as deeply as she could.

Sadie moaned into Zoe’s slit, “this is the most delicious pussy I have ever tasted. You’re close to cumming, aren’t you, baby girl?”

“Yes, so close.”

“Has a man ever given you so much pleasure?”

Zoe shook her head, thrashing against the pillows, desperately wanting Sadie’s mouth back on her. “No. Never.”

Sadie nipped at her clit again. “Do you want a man to eat at this pussy?”

“No, no. Only you. Please. Just eat me.”

Sadie slipped a finger into Zoe’s needy cunt, feeling it pulse around her, trying to bring it deeper inside her. “Such a greedy pussy,” she slid another finger inside. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, baby girl.”

Sadie attacked Zoe’s pussy with fervor, fucking her fingers in and out of her weeping slit. She sucked hard at her clit, pulling it deeply into her mouth, sucking relentlessly in time to the thrust of her fingers. Zoe bucked against her mouth and came, screaming, her hands pulling Sadie’s mouth harder against her pussy.

As she came down from her orgasmic high, Sadie pulled back and nuzzled the inside of Zoe’s thigh. “How was that, baby girl?”

Zoe mumbled something incoherently, smiling a dreamy smile. Sadie slid up onto the bed, pulling Zoe along with her to cuddle into the pillows. Sadie ran her fingers through her lover’s hair as Zoe continued to float down from her orgasm. “Thank you,” the shy girl murmured, nuzzling her head into Sadie’s breasts.

“Oh, I have so much more to show you, my precious girl.”

“You do?” Zoe wriggled closer. “Hey, you took off your pants. When did you do that?”

“You were a little busy while you came, so I slipped them off.”

Zoe pouted. “I wanted to take off your pants.”

Sadie laughed. “You’ll get to next time, babe.”

“Can I eat you out next time?”

“That’s just one of the many things I have to show you, sweetness.”

“What else are you going to show me?”

Sadie pointed to the drawer of the nightstand. “Open that drawer and see.”

Reluctantly, Zoe pulled away from her new lover and opened the drawer. She gasped as the contents came into view. There were dildos, beads, handcuffs, scarves, and so much more. “What’s this?” she asked, pulling out a hot pink dildo with leather straps.

“That’s a strap on, babe. I’m going to fuck you with it.”

Zoe blushed. “Are you going to fuck me with it now?”

Sadie smiled and pulled Zoe close to her again, tossing the strap on in the direction of the open nightstand drawer. “We’ve got lots of time to try out all the toys, baby. We won’t even come close to using them all tonight.”

Zoe kissed Sadie, sending her tongue into Sadie’s mouth with a moan. “I can’t wait.”

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When I woke next morning, for a second, I was confused about where I was it wasn’t my room. Then I remembered, smiling I turned to mom, she was still asleep. Pulling back the sheet I looked at her naked body, the body I’d grown so used to in such a short time, barely over 24 hours. I could see traces of my cum from our last session on her thighs and pubic hair, I leaned over and kissed each breast, and then woke her with a kiss on her mouth. “Morning, mom.”

“Morning, Wayne.”

“Before we go to church we’d better clean the house a little.” I said. Climbing out I reached down and pulled mom from bed. “No clothes. Either of us.”

Mom just smiled and went into the toilet. After she returned we headed downstairs. There wasn’t really very much to do, have breakfast, and a little straightening. But those chores are so much more fun when you’re not wearing clothes. The chores took a little longer than they should have. We were both looking at the other. Any job takes on a new meaning when you do it naked I guess. Finally we were finished. It was time to move onto the next stage of my plan. I took moms hand and led her upstairs. We didn’t go to bed as she obviously expected, (she could quite clearly see my erect cock leading the way) instead we went into the bathroom and I started the shower. Fortunately it is a large shower. Once the water reached the correct temperature I led mom into the stall.

As the water cascaded over us I started to wash her. First I’d soap up the cloth and then gently run it over her body, stroking her, caressing her. I washed her entire body, except for her pussy; I was saving that for last. When it was finally time to wash it, I soaped up my hand instead. As I washed her pussy with my bare hand I told her I’d want to shave her pubic hair later. Mom just grinned. Then it was her turn to wash me; she did the same as I had done. The feel of her hand washing my cock and balls was wonderful. I decided then and there that from now on, whenever we could, this would be the way we’d shower in future, having someone else wash you is so much better.

Once the last of the soapsuds were washed away I moved forward, pushing mom up against the wall, kissing her, hard. Her arms tightened around me as our bodies crushed together, and the water played over us. I reached down and started to caress the pussy that I’d become so familiar with, mom reached for my cock. We kissed harder. Then I splayed the lips of her slit open, and crouched slightly. Mom, realising what I intended guided my cock into her pussy. When I felt the head safely enclosed in the entrance to her vagina, I slowly eased in, pushing mom up against the wall as I did so. Once I had fully penetrated her, I cupped her buttocks and lifted her. Mom automatically wrapped her legs behind my butt. We adjusted ourselves slightly until we were both comfortable. Then I began to fuck her. As I drove in and out of her body, I moved her forward and backward with my hands. “Harder, Wayne, faster, I want it all.” She gasped in my ear. I obliged as she covered my face with kisses. ankara2010.com It seemed to go on and on, but it really was probably only three or four minutes before I shot my cum. Once more my mothers vagina and womb were filled with her sons seed. I quickly lowered her to the floor and turned off the shower. We just stood there, heads on each others shoulders, totally fulfilled.

I realised that we didn’t have much time left. I dragged mom out of the shower and we quickly dried each other. “Come on, we have to get ready for church.” I told her. “Today you will wear no underwear at all.” Mom just nodded, she went to her closet, picked out a dress and put it on over her naked body. “You know this is not right, going to church without any underwear, with my sons sperm in my belly.” I could tell she wasn’t really concerned, in fact she seemed turned on with the thought, so I just told her that from now on I’d be the one that would say what was right or wrong for us.

To make sure she didn’t make a mess on her way out I had her cup her hand over her pussy, holding it closed, so my cum wouldn’t escape. Then, in the car, I pulled her dress up so, if there were any leakage, it wouldn’t mark her dress, and, not wanting to mark the seat I replaced her hand with mine. We drove with my hand fully planted between her legs, covering her pussy. When we arrived, at the last minute before we got out, I removed my hand and pulled down her dress.

In church all I could think of was my mother, my lover, sitting next to me listening to the sermon, naked under her dress, with my cum trickling out of her pussy. I was hard the whole time. It got even worse when mom stopped to talk to the minister as we were about to leave. From where I was standing I noticed a small glob of semen slowly run down her thigh. She looked as if butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth. Once she was finished talking I rushed her to the car, I wanted to get home, fast. Mom, however wasn’t in a hurry, “I felt really depraved when I was talking to the minister. I was thinking if only he knew I was fucking my son. Then I felt your cum on my leg, God it was exciting, knowing if anyone looked they could see that I’d just had sex. Even if they didn’t know whose sperm was running down my leg.”

When we got home I jumped mom as soon as the door closed, again I fucked her in the hall. This time as I drove into mom I could feel the remnants of our previous coupling; I could feel the sperm my cock was displacing coating my cock and balls, and her pussy lips. It was enough to drive me over the edge quite quickly, adding a new load to her pussy. Once we came down from our high, mom said that it had been great, but that she was worried about how much time we’d have together after Debbie came home next weekend. I told her not to worry, so long as we were careful we’d have plenty of opportunities to be together. By now I was starting to become erect again, it’s hard not to when you’re holding your naked mother in your arms. Mom just laughed when she felt my organ prodding her belly. “Looks like Wayne is ready for a little more fun with his mother, I know I am.”

Standing mom grasped my cock and led me by it into the kitchen. There she sat me down on a chair and fell to her knees in front of me. “Lets just get this nice and ready for me.” She said. She took my cock into her mouth, gently sucking and lubricating it. When she was satisfied, she stood, and, holding my cock erect guided it into her pussy as she lowered herself onto it. Once my cock was fully seated in her vagina she slowly started to ride me, all I could really do was sit there as she set the pace. It was the first time I’d been able to watch my cock entering my mother the sight blew my mind. The feeling of my cock driving into her already cum filled pussy was wonderful, we’d never done it twice so close together before, I reached down to stimulate her clit so she would be able to come as well. And it was her climax that triggered mine, the muscles of her vagina contracted on my cock, once again I came in my woman, and that was what she really was, mine. The fact that she was also my mother didn’t matter. I was just a male, mating with his female.

We sat there, still joined for several minutes. Then, looking at me, mom said, “I’m really full, I better be careful or I could make a mess.”

Realising what she meant I told her to get off me. She did, holding her hand over her pussy to keep my semen from running out of her. I went over and got a glass, then I placed it on the chair and positioned mom over it. I told her to take her hand away and let my cum run into the glass. Mom immediately did as I asked, after the initial flow of sperm mom opened her slit and concentrated on contracting her vaginal muscles to deposit more of my cum. By now I was on my knees, within inches of her pussy, watching everything, watching my cum trickle out of my mothers open vagina. When no more semen came out I picked up the glass, telling her that her snack was ready. Without the slightest hesitation mom took the glass and drank it straight down, she even licked around the sides of the glass to get the last few drops.

Leaving mom I went upstairs and got my shaving gear and a towel, it was time to shave moms’ pubic hair. Getting back, I spread the towel on the kitchen counter and then helped her up onto it; I spread her legs and moved between them. First I dampened her curls, then applied the shaving foam, finally I was ready to begin. With short strokes I carefully removed the hair above her pussy. Then, holding her labia to the side, I shaved the left side of her pussy, and then the right. Finally I wiped up the few drops of foam that remained, it was done, moms’ pussy was completely bare. “So, mom, what do you think?”

Mom bent forward to get a better look, “Well, it looks a little strange, I haven’t been bare like this since I was shaved before I delivered you and your sister. The real question is what do you think?”

“I love it mom, your pussy looks so different without hair, and I think it looks even sexier than before. You’ll have to be careful next time you sunbathe though, you don’t want to be burned there.”

“You’re right about that Wayne. Wayne?”

“Yes, mom?”

“Do you think you could fuck me again now, just to see what it feels like, you know, as an experiment?”

Looking at my naked mother sitting there, with her shaved pubic mound, I decided that I’d like to take part in that experiment, very much. Taking moms hand we went upstairs to her room, no, on second thoughts I changed my mind, I guided mom into Debbies room, I wanted to take her in my sisters’ bed. Mom didn’t complain, she just went straight to the bed and, turning the covers down, climbed in and waited for me to follow. She didn’t have long to wait.

I took mom in my arms and our bodies came together, I held her as we kissed, our mouths meeting in kiss after kiss, our tongues exploring each others mouths as we deepened our kissing. I began to run my hands over moms beautiful body. Pulling my mouth away from hers I dropped my head and took one of her nipples into my mouth, gently sucking on it as I caressed her other breast with my hand. Then I felt her hand reach for my rising cock, not wanting to be left behind I moved my hand into her crotch. Her pussy felt strange without the hair, strange but good. I could immediately feel that she was well lubricated, it was time. I rolled mom over onto her back and mounted her, holding her pussy open as she guided me in. I easily sank into her excited body, as mom hooked her legs around me. Once my cock was properly seated I began to slowly fuck my mother. Each time I drove into her depths my mother arched her hips wanting more, I gave her everything I had, wishing I was bigger so I could give her more. We established our now familiar rhythm; we were both now attuned to each others needs, and did everything we could to see they were met. I moved my mouth to moms ear, kissing her all the way. “How does it feel, mom, having sex in your daughters bed, with your son?”

Mom laughed, “It’s great, it’s such a turn on. Making love in your sisters bed, what will you think of next.”

I was coming closer and closer to release until, finally, it was time. I drove into mom, harder and faster as the crisis approached. Mom slipped her hand between us and started to play with her clit. We both came together, my cum spurting, well, dribbling (after all it was the fourth time today) into her as she reached her orgasm.

Exhausted I dragged myself off of mom, slumping beside her, as my equally exhausted cock deflated.

After a while mom kissed me, “Thank you Wayne, that was just what I needed. So what did you think of my shaved pussy?”

I reached over and caressed her pussy, “It was wonderful, mom, I think it’s great.”

Mom looked down at my hand on her bare pussy, “I think it does too. I’ll tell you one thing though, we’re going to have to change Debbies sheets and air the room out, or she’ll know something happened here.”

Looking down I noticed the damp spot on the sheet and had to agree. I also realised that I would have to make the most of the time we had until Debbie returned. It was going to be a busy week, and I couldn’t wait.

To be continued.

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