Anna was what you might call a fun fiery looking redhead. She wore it short, spiked and wild, just the way she looked. Her breasts were full and depending on the situation, she usually enjoyed showing a bit of cleavage whenever she went out.

It was Friday. And like most Fridays, she and a co-worker, Mattie, had stopped by a local pub after work for a few drinks before heading home. Being that it was a Friday, it seemed like everyone else had the same idea as well. And though it was still early, the place was already busy with several men and women stopping in for a drink, relaxing, and chatting it up with friends.

“Busy tonight,” Anna commented, though she had spotted a couple of vacant bar stools at the counter. She and Mattie immediately made their way over, sitting down, and soon ordered their drinks. She had already enjoyed a few casual looks thrown her way as she sat down. Wearing a skirt, though it wasn’t inappropriately short, it was slit up one side allowing her a bit more freedom of movement. A goodly deal of her upper thigh showed through however as she sat, though she smiled inwardly, allowing it to do so without adjustment. Her blouse likewise was modest, though she had undone one more button than normal just before leaving work. Showing just a hint of her more than ample breasts currently incased in a satin like bra matching her red blouse.

“Be right back,” Mattie commented a few minutes later. “Need to use the Lou and then make a phone call.”

Unlike herself, Mattie was married and knew that she needed to call home and see if her husband Robert would be working late. Sometimes he did, so they’d stay a bit later at the pub enjoying their drinks. On nights that he didn’t, they would only have one or two, and then head out far earlier than she liked. Anna hoped this wouldn’t be an early night. She was enjoying her drink the ability to relax while listening to the music coming from the jukebox. So absorbed in her comfort, she at first didn’t hear, see or even sense it when a man stood next to her, not quite sitting on the stool that Mattie had vacated, but looking as though he might when she realized he was there.

“Oh sorry, I’m with a friend, that’s her seat,” Anna said. His eyes smiled in acknowledgement, he took his glass off the bar and walked around behind her. Anna thought he was leaving, her response taken as she was not at all interested, though in truth she might have been had he continued to stand there talking to her. He was tall, sandy colored hair, a nice smile and certainly a smooth sounding voice as he’d said, “Oh…sorry luv,” and then walked around behind her. To her surprise, he merely changed sides, now standing on her right, leaving the bar stool open for Mattie’s return. “Can I buy you another?” he asked. Anna realized she had already finished her first drink, and while waiting for Mattie’s return with the news if this was going to be an early night or not, hadn’t as yet ordered another.

“Yes, thank you,” she found herself saying, surprised to some degree that she had, though again the smile she was looking at was disarming, putting her immediately at ease. “Haven’t seen you in here before,” Anna said.

“We just moved here,” he told her, “took a flat just around the corner.”

“We?” Anna asked somewhat disappointedly, already deciding he was married, though a quick glance at his hand indicated no ring.

“Yes, my brother and I,” he said easily. “We just started up our own business together,” he explained once again smiling.

Just then Mattie returned, surprised to find Anna engaged in conversation with an attractive looking man. “Sorry Anna, but I’m afraid I can’t stay, Robert’s already home.”

“Anna?” The man smiled once again gathering her attention away from her friend. “Nice to meet you, my name’s Gary,” he said finally introducing himself. “And my brother Larry is over there, he’s just gotten us a table. Would you two care to join us for a drink?” He had asked hopefully.

Anna followed his gaze, spying a booth, looking twice as she did, once at the table, and quickly back to the man standing next to her, they were identical.

“Twins?” she asked mildly surprised. Obviously they were.

“In every way,” he responded secretively, his comment adding a hint of naughtiness behind it, which caused Anna to feel a brief quick involuntary twitch between her legs.

“Sorry…can’t stay as much as I’d like to,” Mattie said already standing up off her stool. “You?”

“For a bit,” Anna said grinning at her friend knowingly, receiving a quick quirky smile back in return. Mattie leaned over giving her friend a quick kiss on the cheek in good-bye, though whispering.

“Do everything I wouldn’t…though would want to,” she said, adding a laugh behind it. “See you on Monday then,” she added, though placing her hand up against her face next to her ear and mouthing the words, “Call me!” Anna smiled nodding her head briefly.

“See you Monday Luv,” Anna said, and immediately turned her attention back towards Gary who had stood there waiting patiently. Anna answered by standing, taking her drink. Gary grinned, leading Ahmetli Escort her over towards the booth where his twin brother Larry was anxiously waiting for them.

In was only natural that she slid in between them, Gary soon after introducing her to his brother, who in turn introduced himself. They sat in casual chat discussing the business they were in, asking about Anna and what it was she did. She felt comfortable, and it felt good having the attention she was suddenly receiving, from both men, and identical twins at that. What she hadn’t expected was the sudden rush of arousal, which had begun coursing through her. She could even feel the flush of it within her cheeks, making her warm, though it had been a rather hot and muggy day as it was outside anyway. As though attempting to cool herself, off, Anna toyed with the front of her blouse, giving it a brief subtle flutter with her hand, though she had managed to undo yet another button on her blouse while doing so. Not enough to be considered inappropriate even then, but certainly inviting a more direct glance down her blouse at her captured twin peaks.

They continued to chat, getting even more comfortable and friendly, laughing together over silly things, which is when Anna felt the sudden warmth of Gary’s hand on her leg, though he had done so as a mere chance, his hand resting only briefly there before removing it. But she had liked the quick brief touch of it, and when the opportunity came, she then did the same. Anna allowed her own hand to come into contact with Gary’s thigh, though as it did, she allowed it to stay there, as he had. And he had even leaned closer towards her, using the excuse to gather up their now empty glasses and pushing them together on the table so that their waitress would see and come refill their drinks. The movement however now had them sitting there touching, which Gary didn’t shy away from in sliding back over where he’d been. His own hand now coming to rest upon her thigh beneath the table, as he too left it there, just slowly inching it back and forth upon her as though doing so without realizing that he was.

Fresh drinks were soon brought, and as Larry slid them over to everyone, he too used the movement to move closer to Anna on the other side. She felt his hand then resting itself upon her leg, where it too now remained. The combined touch of both upper thighs now being gently caressed, sent a series of surprised shudders and twitches coursing through her. Anna felt the beginnings of her arousal, a brief bit of moisture as it accumulated, and as she briefly entertained thoughts of the impossible, unlikely.

“Would it be too forward of me to say you have lovely looking breasts?” Gary asked, and then adding before Anna could even respond, “Doesn’t she Larry?”

“Oh yes, definitely,” Larry responded back. “Twins, perfect twins…just as we are,” he finished with the exact same smile she likewise saw on Gary’s face. But it wasn’t just that which had sent yet another jolt deep between her legs, but the subtle gentle squeeze on her thigh once again, as she felt Gary’s had travel upwards a bit higher. His finger tips just inching up and beneath the inverted “V” of her dress slit where it ended. And though his hand remained well far of her pussy, his teasing touch might as well have been touching it directly the way that her clit throbbed involuntarily as his fingers continued toying with her where they were.

“I’m not sure they’re exactly identical,” Anna had teased back. “In fact, most women’s breasts really aren’t you know. One is usually a bit larger than the other, though most of the time, it’s hardly noticeable.”

Both men were grinning. “It would be interesting to see if either one of us could figure out which one might be,” Larry said half jokingly, quickly adding. “And as identical as we are too, there is subtle differences between us as well, would likewise be interesting to see if you could tell who was really who…though we’d have to be naked of course in order to do that.”

It was an obvious invitation, but suddenly the thought of exploring that was more arousing than anything Anna had entertained for a very long time.

“I bet I could tell, figure it out,” she then challenged, waiting to see their response, which came almost immediately.

“Last drink then? And then we’ll go back to our flat and see how good you are,” Gary paused briefly grinning with the suggestive pause speaking volumes, “At telling us apart?” he then finished, though Larry immediately quipped.

“We should make it a game, offer some sort of prize if she does, if she can,” he grinned, and likewise, if we can…distinguish between which one of your breasts mightn’t be somewhat larger, or smaller than the other.”

**

The twins were correct when they said their flat was just around the corner. It took only minutes to arrive, where Anna then followed Larry up, as Gary followed behind. She couldn’t help wondering as he did what he was looking at as the steps were steep as they climbed up. Though their place was nice and well furnished, it was small. And she was further Ahmetli Escort Bayan surprised to find there was only one bedroom, though the bed itself was rather large.

“Best place we could find on short notice,” Gary explained as though reading Anna’s mind. “We’ll look for a bigger place later,” he added. “Though for now…it suits us just fine.” He was smiling, the twinkle in his eyes as he said that giving lie to the comment as his words had hinted at more than that.

And though she felt comfortable, Anna was still nervous, though she also knew part of that was due to her arousal as well.

“Would you care for something else to drink?” Larry had asked crossing over towards a spacious side bar where there was plenty of liquor. And though she had probably had enough already, with her head already buzzing, she accepted the offer, promising herself to just sip it.

She followed the men inside the bedroom, standing at the end of the bed holding her drink. As though somehow communicating to one another with their minds, they both approached, each one stepping towards her. They each one now kissed the nape of her neck simultaneously, and as they did, Anna felt two pairs of hands deftly undoing the last few buttons on her blouse. As one, they worked together, taking it off her as it fell away now leaving her to stand there in her red satin bra. She then felt the same being done to her skirt, buttons opened on the side, suddenly the feel of fresh air bathing her ass, and her legs as she now stood in the briefest of thongs. Anna sipped her drink, enjoying the tantalizing tease of their undressing of her as they did so expertly without a single word of communication passing between them.

“Are you two this smooth when you work together as well?” she asked. Her answer came in the form of her bra suddenly coming away. She allowed it to slide down her arms, now joining her skirt, which she stepped out of. Gary then took the drink she’d been holding, setting it down next to the bed as Larry stood in front, his hands gently cupping each of her full firm breasts in his hands as he stood looking at them.

“Hmm,” he said, first lifting one and then the other as Gary came over standing beside his brother scrutinizing the two of them as well. “I don’t know Gary, they sure feel the same, certainly no difference in weight as far as I can tell either. What do you think?”

Letting go of her tits, it was now Gary who cupped them within his hands, likewise lifting them up, looking back and forth between the two, which only further hardened and crinkled her already well aroused nipples. “They look perfect to me,” he then added. “I couldn’t tell which one might be larger, if in fact they really are,” he accused, though leaned forward capturing one hard nipple between his lips, sucking it before Anna could even respond. Almost immediately Larry did the same, now likewise sucking the other as the three continued to stand there together. Anna placed her hands on the back of each of the twin’s heads, holding them in place, feeling the delight as they teased each of her hard twin peaks pleasurably. She was amazed as well as delighted at the similarities as they stood sucking her, flicking her hard extended little nipples with their tongues, doing so almost as if choreographed.

They stepped away only momentarily, each one undressing themselves quickly until they too were naked, though Anna remained with only the briefest of thongs on, still covering her pussy. At first glance, even she couldn’t see any noticeable difference between the two of them either. Each with a lovely, hard, thick straining penis, even the swollen purple angry looking heads of their cocks appeared exactly identical as they once again approached her as though giving each some sort of secret telepathic signal to have done so.

To her delight, she felt their erections pressing against the thin wisp of material still guarding her sex. And even more delightfully, as each then slipped just the tip of their blood engorged heads inside, literally touching one another, though now trapped to some extent beneath the strip of smooth satiny material holding them there. Anna reached down, now rubbing each against herself, as well as each other. She enjoyed the erotic, naughty contact, the indirect sensation of her hand, and the direct stimulation and sensation of their throbbing hard pricks as they came together, tip to tip as she continued touching and caressing them both simultaneously.

Likewise, they in turn once again began caressing her tits, toying with and pulling upon her fat hard nipples. She felt little bolts of electricity surging through each as they sucked, pulled and lightly nipped at her more than aroused flesh.

No longer content to simply stand there, though delightful as it might have been, Anna now boldly stepped back towards the bed, forcing them both to come with her. Having slipped out of their imprisonment however, Anna now took the time to quickly remove the last remaining item she wore. Her bare freshly shaved cunt stood out invitingly. She could already feel the wetness of her desire Escort Ahmetli pooling deeply within, as she crawled up and into the enormous bed. As one…Gary and Larry soon joined her as she knelt, letting them know as she did what her intentions then were.

“I want to suck you…both, at the same time,” she stated, enjoying the looks on the men’s faces as they grinned in twin approval at the suggestion. Playfully, she lined up their tiny little cum-slits together, pressing them together as though they were kissing. Holding them there, she licked, nipped and sucked at the two of them before finally gathering each as though one, inside her mouth, sucking.

“Oh fuck that’s good!” Though now Anna could no longer tell for sure, which one had spoken, each naked, their individual clothing no longer a marker of their differences.

“Yes, yes…way fucking good!” The other then said, as she continued to pleasure them both simultaneously, once again holding their cocks together, now side by side as her hands surrounded, stroking them both up and down together, still sucking each as one, though at times alternating back and forth between the two. She continued to do so for quite some time until she could no longer stand it, which they again seemed to sense even before she had.

“What would you like us to do?” One asked.

“What haven’t you done, you would like to try?” The other then said as she took but a moment to tell them.

“I would like…and have never done, a double penetration,” she said easily. “Something I have indeed enjoyed, but never at the same exact time,” she confessed.

Almost immediately one of the twins located a bottle of lubricant within the night stand. He soon slicked up his prick, handing it to his brother as he then did the same. They proceeded to slicken Anna’s tight puckered little ass. She felt a gentle finger worming its way around inside her, gently stretching, caressing, and teasing her there as one of them then lay down upon his back on the bed. He presented his hard stiff cock for her to sit on, which she now did, first sitting herself upon his chest, reaching back and then grasping the hard swollen phallus she found there. Anna felt the tip slowly ease itself inside her. Her cunt long since juicy, dripping, and more than enough lubricated to permit access. She felt it slide in, going deep until she felt the fullness of his balls as they rested against her. Holding still, they each savored the moment and the fill of being inside her.

“Ok, whenever you’re ready,” she said. Anna now felt the gentle press and tease as the other twin placed his equally hard cock at the opening of her ass. She felt it caress, moving softly back and forth, up and down from side to side. A moment more of this, and then she felt the pressured press of it, though it was again soft, slow and gentle as he did so. To her amazement, but a second more the sudden welcomed intrusion as the head passed almost effortlessly through the tight barrier. He held still though however, allowing her to get used to the unfamiliar entry, the hard throbbing cock still in her cunt, now dancing of its own accord, welcoming the additional arrival of another prick, separated now by only the thinnest of membranes.

“Bloody fuck!” Anna moaned appreciatively. Never before had she been so fully filled in this way. Twin perfect cocks, one in her cunt, the other her ass, now slowly beginning to work themselves in and out of her two openings. Sometimes together, sometimes in complete opposite directions, though each sensation she felt had a difference and uniqueness aside and a part from one another. “Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she cried out as they did, though again slowly doing so. The tease of penetration not yet asking for the decadence of so swift a coupling as she knew soon to come.

Below, Gary, though she still wasn’t sure, reached up to again fondle and play with her breasts as his prick slid in and out of her effortlessly. She reveled in the sensation of his lips now forcing both breasts together where he took her nipples into his mouth as one, just as she had done with their pricks when holding them together sucking each. He lavished each with his tongue, licking and sucking them simultaneously, Larry now reaching behind, still yet thrusting his prick in and out of her ass, grasping her breasts from behind, holding them for his brother as he continued sucking and playing with them both.

Anna soon felt the surge of orgasmic delight begin. The intensity of climax already beginning to rob her of her senses. Her head felt light, her skin now exploding with a sea of goose bumps as her toes began to curl in anticipation of what she now hovered on the verge of.

“Cum in me! Squirt in me! Bathe me with your cream!” she screamed as the two men now pummeled each of her aroused, supersensitive orifices in pure unadulterated abandonment. Even as she felt the tickle of her beginning climax, she felt the sudden surge, and then the release of Gary’s semen suddenly exploding deep within the recess of her cunt. In that moment, that very first throb of his prick as it lurched inside her over and over again, Larry too began doing the same deep within her ass. His grunt, his moan of release matching hers, the first squirts of his prick triggering her own frothy, creamy pleasures which exploded from her cunt, somehow manifesting themselves inside her ass as she cried out in total abandonment.

Part 1

There are times in your life when you are confronted with a situation that is at once the worst thing imaginable, and the greatest of all opportunities. The shock of the former blinds you to the latter, and you invariably miss that one chance. But, then again…

Things began to spin out of control just over a week ago. I guess you could say they actually started 18 years ago, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I was rambling around the house, looking for my video camera. There was a new property that had been listed by the Real Estate firm I maintain a web-site for and they wanted me to start putting together a “digital tour” for potential buyers. I have a professional video crew contracted that actually puts together the final product, but I lay the ground work with my personal cam.

I always know best to start my search in my daughter’s room. Lex (Alexis actually, but try and call her that these days and you’re likely to get a Doc Marten’s hurled at your head) has been addicted to the thing lately, videotaping virtually everything she sees, and piecing the experiences together in these odd, artsy little montages with her friend Tam (again it’s Tammy, and again “boot to head” if it’s uttered in her presence…).

They have been tight ever since we moved to town 3 years ago, after my wife Penny died of ovarian cancer. The death and the move had rough on both of us. I became immersed in growing my web design business, and Lex, well, Lex became fairly dark. They call it Goth now, with that growling, grinding, music that accompanies it. When I was young, and it wasn’t all THAT long ago, it was Alice Cooper and Black Sabbath. Moody and off-putting, but harmless as long as you try and keep some contact with reality. Luckily Lex still did. Tam helped immensely with that as they developed a close friendship, though she was even deeper into the whole scene than my Lex.

“Ahhh, here it is,” I muttered to no one in particular as I grabbed the cam from Lex’s bedside table. As I walked out, I couldn’t help but be entranced by the sheer amount of pictures, posters, collages, and detritus coating the walls of my daughter’s room. She had an artistic bent rooted deep within her; definitely her mother’s contribution. Even her little video montages, head-ache inducing as they could be, showed a talent that belied her 18 years on the planet. I closed her door, and headed off to my study.

Sitting down at my desk, I remembered that I had a few invoices that needed to be sent off to the accountant. I may be a full fledged member of the digital generation, but the IRS has a thing about hard-copies. Flipping through the piles of paper on my desk, I happened to glance at the camera and I noticed that it still had a tape in it. Usually Lex whips those out fairly fast and begins furious editing on her computer. “Either she hasn’t gotten around to using it, or…” my thought broke off, should I preview the raw footage of her latest production, if any was there? “What the hell, I could do without digging around for a blank tape if nothing’s on it…” That bow to laziness set me on the path I find myself on right now…

“Oh—my—fucking—god…” this phrase began ricocheting around the inside of my skull as the tape began to unwind before me. There, on my computer screen, was Tam, naked as the day she was born, stretched out on a bed in a room that looked like it could have been the twin to my Lex’s. Not only stretched, but bound to the four posts of the bed, her legs obscenely spread open before the camera’s lens. My brain seemed to lock up, unable to process this for what it was. I couldn’t move to shut down the astonishing performance that was, apparently, just getting started.

In the past few years, I had seen Tam nearly as much as I had seen Lex; they were that inseparable. She had the full compliment of piercing, eyebrows, nose, center of the nose, lip, and what looked like a metal shop attached to each of her ears. Naked now, on that bed, my eyes locked on her other piercings—ones I could never have imagined her having. Her pink button nipples were fully ringed, and there seemed to be at least three in her rapidly moistening, fully shaved young pussy.

“Okay Tom, she’s ready for you now…” came the voice from behind the camera. Lex’s voice. I think my heart actually seized up for a micro-second as I instantly recognized her dusky voice. And then it seized again when I comprehended who “Tom” actually was. Tom Haley, Tam’s father, strolled into the frame–right on cue.

Full-on shock now controlled me. My eyes were locked on the unimaginable. I knew this man–or I thought I did. I had commiserated with him over the pit-falls of single parenthood and dating from that position. We’d eaten at his house. He and his daughter had been to pool parties here. I played GOLF with the guy, for Christ’s sake! As he drew closer to his daughter, splayed out on her bed before Acıbadem Escort him, I began to think of other uses for my 2 iron.

“She’s pretty tasty today, Tom…this ought to be a hot one…” Lex’s voice sounded once again from behind the camera. All of my murderous thoughts were flushed away, along with what was left of my senses as those words sank in. Lex wasn’t only the camera “man”, she was directing this little abomination! With a tangible sense of glee, no less!

It’s difficult to describe what flowed into my head next. The words, “She’s pretty tasty today…” echoed in my ears, and lit in my mind a scene I could no more shut out than I could move to turn off the camcorder. There they were, in my mind’s eye, Lex strapping Tam down; Lex, kneeling between those pale legs of Tam’s, her studded tongue and full, blood-red lips working on Tam’s pierced, bald, and ever-so-damp cunt. My mind had gone completely away, and now it was replaced by something that shocked me right to my core. I instantly became as hard as I had ever been in my life.

The tape played on, as I sat paralyzed by what I was witnessing. Tom, dropping his robe, exposing his hard cock to his bound daughter. His daughter, smiling a smile that I recognized from the last time I had made love to a woman. Flashing white desire poured from her face as her father mounted the bed, straddled her chest, wound his fingers in his hair, and thrust his cock into her welcoming mouth. The camera’s position moved from across the room, swaying and bobbing a little, yet holding the scene in frame, until it was right next to the action. I focused on Tam’s eyes as they rolled back in her head in ecstasy. On her throat as it bulged again and again as her father (HER FATHER!) fucked her face like a cheap whore. I couldn’t believe that a girl as tiny as Tam could take that much cock into her mouth and throat without something breaking or ripping. Her skills made me flush even darker, and my restrained hardness throbbed against my clothes.

“Fuck her hot little face, Tom, fuck the taste outta her mouth!” Lex was now audibly panting as the scene continued. From the growing unsteadiness of the footage, I could tell she was pleasuring herself. Pictures of my dark, but sweet little girl, fingering herself while she captured all this on tape burned themselves into my brain. Licking her full, cupid’s bow lips, tasting the remnants of Tam’s juices still on them. It was all too much for me! Grabbing my hardness through my drum-head-tight khakis, I twisted and pulled just a few times and exploded! As I panted uncontrollably, the dark stain began to spread across the front of my pants. A stain that made me complicit in this perverse spectacle. For the first time since the death of my wife I was completely lost.

At some point, I snapped back into reality. “Jesus, it’s nearly 3:00!” Lex would be home anytime within the next half hour. My hands scrambled across my desk and shut off the camcorder. “What the hell am I gonna do now?!” The question was about as sensible as I could manage at the moment. Without thinking, I re-wound the tape, jumped from my chair and ran to Lex’s room. Bursting in, I repositioned the camcorder where I had found it, and walked hurriedly to my bedroom. With every step now, I could feel the wetness inside my pants. The reminder of what had seemed like a fever dream was real and tangible. I stripped down quickly and threw my clothes into the hamper just outside my bathroom door. Quickly, I turned on the shower and jumped inside to wash all the evidence of what had just transpired away.

In the billowing steam of my shower, I lost myself again. “Should I confront her about this?”, the questions began to come… “What does that even mean–confront?” Every scenario played out with the most horrific results. Horrible scandal. The total loss of my daughter. Anger. Repulsion. Hate. Fear. All these questions, visions, and emotions spun in my head like the spokes in a wheel. Also, however, desire crept in.

As much as I tried to broom it out of my mind, the desire that video tape had sparked in my groin was breaking through; flooding my conscious mind. It wasn’t the images of Tom Haley madly throat-fucking his daughter that had made me lose complete control of myself. It was what I had seen in my own mind. The pictures I had created in my head of Lex eating out Tam’s cunt. Of Lex, fingering herself as she taped the scene. Of Lex, standing there naked as the day she was born. Her pert breasts shaking with an on-coming orgasm. Her ragged, raspy breathing. Her sweet juices flowing down her thighs…

I was hard again. Just as hard as before. My hand reached down as though controlled by another power. The whole scene replayed for me, but this time Lex was strapped down on that bed, and it was MY cock driving into her sweet mouth. MY fingers wound in her jet black hair, yanking her head tight Acıbadem Escort Bayan against my body. MY load pumping deep into her welcoming throat. I exploded again. The force of it drained nearly all the strength from me and I bent nearly in half at the waist as it finished, bracing myself against the front of the shower with my outstretched left arm.

Down the hall, as I breathed raggedly in near exhaustion, I heard her. “Dad, I’m home!”

Part 2

Denial can be a difficult thing, after witnessing such a spectacle. But that was the only course of action I felt I could live with. I loved my daughter, and the relationship we had. As repelled as I was by the display put on by Tom Haley and his daughter Tam, my little girl was involved so deeply that the situation couldn’t be revealed without severe damage to my Lex. As odd as it sounds, I decided to try my best and live life as though the world I had peeked into was nothing more than a bad dream.

For the next week, I kept as busy as was entirely possible with the details of my work. I tried my best to not be distant from Lex but, after a week of this, she began to notice.

“Hey, dad,” she asked me as I rushed about the kitchen yesterday morning, “is there something wrong? Having trouble with work or something?”

There, at the table, beneath all the black eye-liner, the dyed jet-black hair, the pale make-up, blood-red lipstick, and piercings, was my beautiful and ever sensitive daughter. For the first time in a week, I took her in as a whole. For the first time in her life, I noticed she wasn’t just my daughter. In another four months, she’d be off to college. A woman on her way to the rest of her life. And after what I’d witnessed on her tape, she’d already begun running down that road.

“Dad?” She asked again, breaking my wandering thoughts.

“Oh…sorry sweetie,” I exhaled as my mind returned to the room, “I’ve just been a little, um, pre-occupied these past few days. I’ve got a lot of things on my plate.” No shit Sherlock, I thought to myself.

“Well, I hope everything works out okay,” she said as she got up from the table, a strawberry breakfast pastry lightly gripped in her black nailed hand, “I’ve got to get to school. Will you be home when I get back today?”

“Dunno, I’ve got to get that walk through finished at the new listing. The video crew is on a tight schedule. But it shouldn’t be much later than five when I get back.”

As she passed me on the way to the door, she brushed a brief kiss on my cheek and I involuntarily flushed at the gesture.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you for dinner then, ‘k?” She threw a little wave at me as she passed out the kitchen door. I felt a rush of relief that she didn’t notice my blush. As I turned to leave, I absentmindedly rubbed my cheek. Looking at my hand, I saw a trace of her lipstick there. My heart pounded, and I flushed once again…

It was around 5:30 as I walked in the kitchen door from the driveway. It was unlocked, but there didn’t seem to be a soul around. Usually there’d be some dark anthem or another grinding away on the stereo as Lex worked her dark magic on our evening dinner. I walked across the kitchen to the fridge to see if she had just popped out for something when I saw it, lying there on the counter of the prep island in the middle of the kitchen. A riding crop. For a second it seemed like the funniest thing in the world to find. Then, it began to sink in. This sick little game had just spilled into my house. I grabbed the crop, and a butcher knife. If that bastard Haley was here with my little girl, he would leave my house feet first.

I walked through the house, but I could see no signs of anyone around. Lex’s room was empty, mine as well. No one in the study or the spare room. At that point, my anger turned to fear. What had happened to my little girl?!

My search took me back down the stairs to the living room. I walked through, to the laundry room and, just inside, I could hear something. Through the door to the basement, I could hear soft music rising. I gripped the knife tighter and turned the doorknob.

The basement seemed to be illuminated by flickering candle light as I peered down the stairs, trying to adjust to the near darkness below. I flipped the switch with the knuckle of my right hand, but, nothing doing. The lights weren’t going to come on.

Tentatively, I moved down the stairs, ever mindful of the sharp, 7″ blade I carried in my right hand. As I reached the bottom, I turned my gaze over the entire room. At that second, my heart began to pound as hard as it ever had. In the center of the room, illuminated by a ring of black candles was Lex. Not standing. Not sitting. Not laying down. My beautiful daughter was suspended an inch or two above the floor, her arms and legs forming a straining “X”, ankles and wrists spread wide apart, held that way by two separate Escort Acıbadem spreader bars. Her head was bowed forward, her jet black hair cascading down to the tops of her beautifully shaped breasts. I couldn’t react for a moment as I caught my breath at both the horror and beauty of the scene.

“Daddy?” she asked quietly as she raised her head to face me. I rushed immediately over to her, shocked out of my paralysis.

“Oh god, baby! Are you okay?!” I immediately dropped the knife and the crop to the floor and cradled her face in my hands.

Slowly her eyes met mine. She took a breath and then, in a half-whisper came these words: “I’ll be better once you do to me what you’ve been dreaming about all week..”

I jerked as though I’d been hit with a jolt of electricity. “What…what did you just say?”

“I know you found that tape,” she continued. “I left it there for you to find. Just like right now, like am, placed for you to discover…” She rolled her eyes back in her head just a bit as that thought left her, and licked her lips slowly. “Mmmm, daddy, I’ve been dreaming of this for over a year now…”

“Of….” I was in an even deeper state of shock than I had been when I saw the tape. And, again, I felt the same reaction. The hardness was instantly back.

“Tam and I have been at each other’s panties for almost the entire time I’ve known her. Licking, fucking, sucking each other until we couldn’t see straight,” Lex’s breathing began to match mine now, slightly labored and deep. Her eyes bored into mine again, “And as fun as that was, it just wasn’t enough. We both needed cock, to be fucked hard and deep by something neither of us had… But then again, we discovered we did…” She laughed just a bit, and it unnerved me with it’s darkness and self-possession. It also served to excite me all the more. My dick pressed painfully against my now-tight jeans.

Lex continued, “Both Tam and I have our daddies. She got hers. Now, I want mine.”

I had never heard anyone express desire so plainly before in my life. Looking into her eyes I saw a flash of fire I couldn’t deny any longer. My hands moved to shed my clothes. In what seemed like a second, I stood before my suspended daughter completely naked. The air seemed to have been sucked out of the room.

“Now, give me what I have been wanting for so long,” with each word, her voice grew louder, more demanding, more sensual until she finally nearly screamed, “Fuck me harder than you’ve ever thought about fucking a woman in your life!” With those words just out of her mouth I jammed two fingers directly into her sopping cunt, the feeling of them entering her caused her to throw her head back in ecstasy.

I grabbed her tightly spread body like a wild animal grips a fresh kill. My teeth on her nipples, her neck, biting, drawing blood, hearing her scream out in pleasure. My arms wrapped around her, my hands gripping her taut ass, squeezing them, digging my nails, bracing her body for what was to come. Her head spun and bobbed, pain and pleasure and gasping screams escaping her between gulps of thick air. Her teeth and lips finding my neck and shoulders, biting and sucking. Finally, I could hold back no more. Pivoting my hips, my the head of my achingly hard cock pressed just at the entrance of her dripping pussy. I looked her straight in the eye, and she stared right back. A grin spread across her face and the candle light glinted off her brown eyes. At that second, I plunged every inch of myself deep into her.

Her scream tore into my ear, and every muscle in her body tensed at the onslaught. She began alternating between crying and laughing and moans of pleasure. I drilled into her so hard the skin on my cock felt as though it would peel right off from the force, bucking against her, slamming my hips into hers, I lost whatever control I had left inside me.

“Fuck me, fuck me as hard as you can!” She screamed out again.

Words escaped me as I felt her hot tightness contract around my thrusting cock. All I could do was grunt, and breathe and grunt again as I banged into my sweet little Lex. Then I felt it…The whole week of desire began to pool deep inside me, and I could feel it begin to make its way out. With one last violent thrust I burst deep in her. It felt like the cum would never stop firing as her tight cunt spasmed around me. She screamed and screamed again in an orgasmic fury, but I could barely hear her any more. My muscles relaxed, and I fell away from her, and collapsed in a heap before her body. She hung limply against her bonds, head bowed forward again, bobbing up and down as she panted. I could see the lips of her bald pussy, swollen now, my seed dripping from them, streaks of cum and flop-sweat running down her beautiful legs.

Slowly, my gaze ran up her slack body. The perfect curve, distorted by her position, those perfect breasts, now covered in bite marks, and finally her face. I could see her smiling, tired yet satisfied…

It’s now the morning after, and I am sitting here at my laptop, ten feet away from my naked, sleeping daughter. There on the bed, dead to the world, her amazing ass peaking from beneath the sheets of my bed. She still has that smile on her face.

As they drove back to the house, Billy couldn’t keep his eyes off of his sexy Aunt’s legs. He noticed the creases in her shiny black leather and the way the light reflected off of them. As she pressed on the pedals, he watch intently as the leather went taught around her leg.

Sam reached across and wrapped her fingers into Billy’s, interlocking them. She squeezed gently.

‘I’ve been waiting for this Billy.’ She said, as she traced her nails on the palm of his hand sending tingles through his body.

‘Are you sure Aunt Sam? I mean, I really don’t want to ruin what we have already.’ Billy gulped as he nervously replied.

‘Shhh. Just you let me take the lead ok? If you don’t want to then I understand…’ she replied to him, continuing to tease his hand with her nails.

‘Err, yes, of course I want to but I don’t want to offend you. You are my Aunt after all.’ Billy said, feeling embarrassed.

‘Listen to me Billy, this afternoon I’m not your Aunt. I’m your fantasy. Your desire. Your teacher & your lover. All rolled into one. If after we are done, it gets weird then at the very least we will have been honest with each other. True?’ Sam replied.

‘You’re right Aunt Sam. I really do love you.’ Billy replied, bringing her hand up to his lips and kissed it softly.

Billy turned the key in the front door and walked in. Good, no-one home. He walked into the living room, his stomach turning like cartwheels. Sam walked in behind him, dropped her bag on the sofa and walked up to Billy standing face to face with him.

She put her hands in his, again interlocking their fingers. Her eyes looked into his and he could see her tremble slightly. Their lips touched, gently exploring each others mouths. Their tongue’s darting in and out, gently, softly. Their lips locked as she tightened her grip on his hands. His hand reached and touched the base of her neck, moving down her back until it reached her bottom, clenching, grabbing, pulling it into his groin.

She could feel his arousal through his pants and she started to grind herself against him. Pulling herself away from him, still clenching one hand, she turned and led him to the basement door.

Walking down the steps, Billy was mesmerised by the sound of clicking heels on the steps. She walked over to the bed and motioned for him to sit. As he sat, she slowly unzipped her skirt and teasingly slid it down her long slender legs revealing a sexy black thong. She knelt down beside him and removed his shoes, jeans and socks.

Moving to the bed, she climbed up so that she was astride him looking down on him. Her hands reached forward and scrunched his shirt as she scrapped her nails up his torso onto his chest. Adalar Escort His hands wandered down and gripped her boots. He felt the cold soft leather and gently rubbed her legs through it.

As she let out a sigh, her hands reached up and unbuttoned his shirt. She leaned down and started kissing his chest, her tongue darting across his nipple as her teeth flicked on it. He jerked at this and gripped her ankles tightly, his hands now absorbing the leather feeling beneath him.

As his passion rose, he rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her wrists placing them over her head. Holding them in place with one hand, his mouth & lips nuzzled her neck & her ear. She raised one of her knees and began to grind it into his groin.

His hand reached under her t-shirt and cupped one of her breasts. Using his fingers, he quickly found her nipple and rubbed it through her bra. Reacting instinctively, she wriggled free & quickly pulled off her t-shirt before laying back down on her back.

Their eyes met again & their lips lurched for each others. As they kissed, Billy felt her wrap a leather boot across the back of his legs locking him into her. She teasingly rubbed the shaft of her boot up and down, while the heel teased and prodded into him.

Pausing for air, she looked up at him. His big blue eyes were filled with a passion she had not experienced for a very long time.

‘Billy, hold my arms up again. Hold me down while you kiss my body.’ She gasped.

Billy reached for her wrist and with one hand held them back in place above her head while his mouth shot down to her cleavage. His lips and tongue slobbered away at her chest, nibbling, kissing, groping, while she continued to lock her legs around him. She could feel her pussy moisten, his ravenous passion now taking her over.

She reached down with one hand and pushed his pants down, grabbing his arse and pulling him into her. Reaching behind her, Billy managed to unclip her bra and after removing it was presented with the most magnificent pair of breasts he had ever seen. Again, he buried his face into them all the while holding her other wrist in place tightly.

Her free hand was now scraping up and down his arse, up and onto his back, up to the base of his neck.

‘Mmmm you’ve done that before haven’t you?’ She sighed as he gently chewed on her nipple, rolling & squeezing it between his fingers. Billy didn’t answer, he was too focused on the wonderful sight now before him.

Aunt Sam got up and stood at the end of the bed. Slowly, sexily, she removed her thong. She was now totally naked but for her sexy knee high black leather boots. She reached across to Billy and tugged Adalar Escort Bayan his pants off. Walking round to the side of the bed, she lay next to him, her head resting on one elbow.

‘You like my boots then Billy?’ she asked.

‘Yes Aunt Sam. Yes, I do.’ He replied, mesmerised by the sight of his now naked Aunt laying next to him.

‘So you don’t mind this?’ she said as she slowly lifted one boot and moved it to where his cock was springing at full attention. Smiling, she reached down and started to run her nails across his cock, rubbing it on the leather boot that lay underneath it.

‘Oh Aunt Sam!’ Billy gasped as he felt the force of her nails rubbing his stiff cock against the leather.

As she continued to tease, she swung the other leg round so that it trapped his cock between her leather covered legs. Expertly, she rocked them back and forth, slowly wanking him with her boots as her hands wandered up to his torso.

His head turned to be presented with one of her breasts sat invitingly next to him. His tongue reached out and licked on her nipple causing her to gasp. Her legs pressed together and he could feel her boots wanking him faster & tighter as he licked and kissed her.

He could feel his orgasm rising in his balls as she pumped him. He rolled her onto her back and moved down between her legs. As his face neared her pussy, he could smell the sweet smell of her juices.

Burying his face into her pussy, he enthusiastically licked and sucked at her for all his life. Immediately, she clamped her legs around him and gripped the bed sheets with her hands.

‘Oh Billy, that’s it. Oh Yessss.’ She started wailing as he licked and sucked. His hands wandered up to her smooth belly as his tongue darted across her lips. She reached down and grabbed his hands, holding him tightly.

‘Oh that’s good, yes. Right there. Suck me there.’ She cried.

‘Yes. Billy. Oh yesss. I’m so close.’ She continued.

Sensing that now was the time, he pulled himself up and without any warning, pushed his cock into her wet pussy.

‘Oh fuck!’ she creamed. ‘That’s it, fuck me. Fuck your booted Aunt!’

Billy ground himself into her as her legs locked around his back, rubbing her leather all across him.

‘Oh baby that’s good, fuck me. Fuck me hard while I wrap my boots around you’ she groaned, pulling him deeper and deeper into her.

Billy raised himself onto his knees and lifted her boots so that they rested on his shoulders. Thrusting into her, he could feel her tight pussy clamp itself onto his cock. He grabbed her legs and pushed her boots together, reaching up with his face and nose to inhale Escort Adalar that same sweaty aroma that had captivated him before. Kissing and licking the black leather as he fucked her.

‘Hmmm. Mmmm. Yes Billy. Fuck. Yessss.’ She wailed as he continued to pump her, all the while his face was smothering her boots.

‘Baby, fuck me doggy. Turn me over Billy. I want to you to use me. Now!’ she screamed as she rolled herself onto all fours.

Positioning himself behind her, he held her arse cheeks while he guided his cock towards her now dripping pussy. Thrusting in, he waited a second while she adjusted herself.

‘Hmmmm yessssssss’ she sighed.

He withdrew slowly, then thrust back in.

‘Yesssss. Fuck your booted Aunt. Fuck me.’ She sighed in exhilaration. ‘Grab my hair baby. Pull it.’ She said.

Billy reached up and grabbed a handful of hair into a pony tail of sorts. Wrapped his hand around it and pulled on it as he thrust into her.

‘Oh. My. Fucking. God!!!!!! Yes. Yes. Yes.’ Was all she could say, her moans in between each word ensuring that she was in complete ecstasy.

‘That’s it baby, I’m coming. I’m coming…. Mmmmm, mmmm, Yessssssssss’ she cried as her orgasm hit her.

Slumping down, Billy lay down next to her.

‘Oh my god Billy. You are amazing. That was fantastic!’ she panted as her hand reached across his chest and snuggled into him.

Beaming a huge smile, Billy put an arm around her. He could smell her sexy sweaty aroma, while her booted legs now tenderly draped over his body.

‘Now, I think you’ve earned a little treat of your own!’ she smiled as she snaked down his body.

Reaching his still erect cock, she guided it into her waiting mouth, clamping down with her lips as she slowly started to suck him dry. Her hand wrapped itself around his balls as she expertly used her nails to scrape along.

Feeling his own orgasm nearing, he was panting.

‘Oh Aunt Sam. Yes, that’s it.’ He cried.

As she looked up at him, she started wanking his cock tightly, faster and faster positioning her legs beside his now throbbing cock.

‘Christen my new boots for me baby. Cover them in your sticky load for me. I want to see you release it all over my black leather.’ She cooed.

‘Yes. Oh Yes. Oh Aunt Sam!’ was all Billy could say as what felt like a gallon of spunk shot all over her boots. It shot all across the shaft, down to the ankle, even managing to hit her heel.

Reaching down, Sam removed her boots before bringing them up to her lips. Seductively, she licked and slurped all of Billy’s spunk until her boots were pristine.

Sliding up and cuddle him, she wrapped an arm around him and sighed.

‘Do you still think it’s weird?’ she said.

‘No Aunt Sam. I think you are wonderful!’ Billy replied, exhausted and near delirium.

‘That’s good!’ she said as she cuddled him ‘I have lots more pairs of boots for you to christen — If you want me to wear them for you of course?!?…’

Note: All characters are over 18 years of age. Special thanks to my beta reader oldnakeddad.

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My brother (Roger) and I (Em) lived in the same house. One night, Roger, his boyfriend (Scott) and I were all sitting on the couch. Scott was gorgeous, of course. My brother wouldn’t settle for anything less and my brother wasn’t ugly, either.

My brother was the definition of tall dark and handsome. He was six feet, two inches tall and his dark brown hair was clipped short, but it still grazed his brow. His eyes were a chocolate brown with specks of amber and I loved the way his muscles were filled out. I also loved his face…especially when he smiled at me.

Sometimes, if I could catch him, I’d secretly watch Roger coming out of the shower so I could take a quick look at his naked body, it was nothing anyone could say anything bad about, and I’d wondered if he’d watched me coming out of the shower, too!

I loved his chest and stomach, a slight spatter of hair on each. His stomach was a perfect six pack with a V leading down. When he’d started dating guys, he told everyone he was he gay. The entire town seemed to know so my secret crush, on my brother, was crushed, but I knew something else about him, too…he still fooled around with women! I’d see them when he’d sneak them in through his window. He’d sneak the men in, too. I couldn’t figure Akatlar Escort out why he was sneaking them in, but he seemed to be more careful with the men, which made no sense to me. Sometimes, when I was home, his window would creak or he’d stumble and I would, of course, go to the hallway and look. I could see into his room and I’d always see him with a woman, but I’d never see the men. He’d simply wink at me and shut the door so seeing him with another man was both strange and thrilling!

“I’m getting another beer. Does anyone else want one?” my brother announced as he held up an empty.

“Yeah, please,” Scott said with a smile as he handed his empty to my brother and turned to look at me.

“How about you, Em?”

I froze as Scott’s gaze was almost predatory.

“Yes, definitely,” I sputtered.

I thrust my can towards empty air, not able to stop looking at Scott, and felt it leave my hand. As soon as my brother left, Scott began lazily trailing his hand down his shirt then up before allowing it to trail back down, again. My body felt like it was on overload as I watched him.

Scott was the opposite of my brother. His eyes were turquoise with flecks of gold and his blonde hair was shaggy and draping over his ears. He was also closer to my height, maybe five feet, eleven inches, at the most, whereas I was five Akatlar Escort Bayan feet, nine inches.

“So, Em. Don’t you have anything better to do, on a Saturday night, than chaperone your brother on a date?”

He grinned a ‘the cat ate the canary’ type of grin at me.

“No. I wasn’t feeling good, earlier, so I decided to stay home,” I quickly replied as he continued to smile.

“What do you feel like doing tonight?” he asked.

His grin never wavered and his hand didn’t stop as I watched it trail from the top of his chest to the top of his pants. I wasn’t stupid! I could read between the lines! He wanted to fuck me but my brother was there, too, and Scott was my brother’s first and foremost.

“Whatever you guys want to do. I suppose we’ll watch this movie and go to bed.”

“Well, that’s too bad! I’m sure Roger and I can find a much better use for you!”

Everything seemed to stop. My mouth went dry and blood drained from my face. My first thought was, ‘What?’ Then, ‘Wait. Does he know how I feel about my brother? Maybe he’s talking about having another person for cards? That has to be it.’

“Uh, what?”

That was the only response I could manage to muster as he chuckled and smiled, knowingly, at me.

“Don’t act so surprised. Haven’t you wondered where Roger is?”

“He’s getting Escort Akatlar us beers!”

As I said it, I realized he’d been gone for quite a while so I quickly looked towards the kitchen, but couldn’t see anything.

“He’s not there! He’s waiting for my text to tell him yes or no!”

Scott laughed.

“Yes or no? What does that mean?”

I wasn’t sure why my mind was reeling as Scott laughed, again.

“I thought you understood, but okay. ‘Yes’ means Roger and I get to fuck you until you’re begging us to stop! ‘No’ means we’ll finish the movie and go to bed…you, alone but Roger and I, together. I really hope you’ll say yes. Please, say yes. You’re hot and I’d love to fuck you and I know Roger wants to, also!”

My mouth dropped open. I’d thought Scott would want us to fuck but I’d never dreamed of a threesome! I thought ‘yes’ would mean Scott and me and ‘no’ would mean we’d all just go to bed to sleep. Hundreds of times, I’ve felt energized from the thought of having Scott inside of me, if my brother said it was okay, but both of them at the same time! There must’ve been something about the way I looked because Scott continued to smile his gorgeous smile and beckoned me over.

“Please, come and sit with me. If you don’t want to do anything, you can always leave.”

My mouth was dry. I slowly stood and stepped towards him. I ‘wanted’ to tell him to text ‘yes’ but I couldn’t make my mouth work. I stopped in front of him and he slid to a sitting position, at the edge of the cushion, with his legs on either side of mine. One of his hands trailed, lightly, up my side, making me gasp.

“Please? Tell me I can text Roger, ‘yes’!”

The following is a complete work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18 and fictional. This is my first story in which I received editorial help from a close friend of mine known as TheCourier. If you haven’t already, please begin with Chapter 1 before reading. Thank you and enjoy!

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As the next few minutes came to a stand still, Andrew came back down to earth as he absorbed everything that has happened. He started piecing it together one by one but couldn’t think of a reason as to why Kelsey acted that way. Andrew then gathered his thoughts as he turned off the TV and made his way quietly up the stairs.

He reached the top of the stairs and headed for Kelsey’s room to talk about what had just happened. When he got to her door, he raised his hand to knock on it. Right before he did, he could hear a faint whimper. Assuming that she probably wanted to be left alone, he went with his better judgement and left quietly for his room.

Since he was in no mood to finish what had been started downstairs, he stripped away his shirt and pants then climbed into bed. Laying under the blanket he couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. About an hour had passed before he finally fell asleep, but he wasn’t asleep for long.

Andrew felt a presence in the room. He rubbed his eyes adjusting to the dim light as he sat up. Kelsey went and sat on the edge of the bed, and before Andrew could get another word out she put her finger on his lips. He lied back down as Kelsey began to speak.

“About what happened.. I don’t know what had come over me. My friends were telling me how lucky I am to have such a great brother like you. Which got me thinking about it a little and eventually even more.”

Andrew was again speechless. Kelsey brought her finger down from his lips and rested them in her lap.

“You’ve always been there for me, especially when I needed you the most. Always helping me with school stuff İstanbul Escort and social things. Up until I became more popular than you.” They both let out a quiet laugh.

Kelsey continued “But from then on out, we spread apart while you were working and I was hanging out with my friends. I just want to renew our bond before I end up going to college. My friends even started talking about how attractive you’ve become, which I’ve noticed too.”

Andrew didn’t think much of that last comment since he didn’t find himself as attractive. He stood a modest 6’1″, with a average frame, and short brown hair with matching eyes.

Andrew nodded at Kelsey still focusing on her eyes.

“But when I think about getting close to you again, I can’t help but think of us as more than just a brother and sister. I feel there should be more to it, which was why I kissed you earlier…” Kelsey looked down at her hands which were still in her lap.

Andrew rested a hand on hers and smiled at Kelsey as she looked back up at him. She smiled in return as Andrew began to speak.

“I’m also upset about how much we’ve spread apart over the last few years, so I’m glad you want to get close again.” Andrew smiled again before redness spread to his cheeks.

“I love you, Kelsey. And I want to get close as well, but I don’t know what to expect. Just earlier Mark was asking what I would do if you weren’t my sister. I couldn’t tell him though, since I would’ve felt embarrassed.”

Kelsey then too turned a little red as she asked “Well what if I wasn’t your sister, Andy?” She traced her fingers along his hand and up his arm.

“I’d ask you out on a date, treat you to a wonderful night. And I’d love you like no other man has loved a woman before. I’d want to love you and take care of you for many years to come.” Andrew’s throat became dry again with his cheeks becoming even more red.

“Is there anything else?” Kelsey Escort İstanbul asked as she laid down next to him, running her hand across her brother’s chest in an almost hypnotizing way. Andrew was getting turned on and fast. But with his sister wanting to know more, he couldn’t exactly shrug her off this time.

“I’d have my way with you.” he managed to blurt out. “That’s all I want to say about that.” he said as his heart raced through his chest.

Kelsey let out a quiet laugh. “Well have you ever thought of me in that kind of way? Like when you err.. masturbate or something?”

Andrew held his breath for a second, before finally saying “No, but that’s because you’re my sister. I didn’t want anyone thinking I’m a creep or something.”

Kelsey leaned up and kissed him on the lips, letting a quiet smack sound echo through the room as she pulled away. “And who cares what they think? It only matters what I think, right?”

Andrew could only nod. Kelsey then leaned up and began to whisper in his ear. “Besides, I think it’d be kind of hot for you to think about me while you pleasure yourself.”

Andrew’s eyes shot wide open while he went from chub to fully erect under the blankets. Kelsey’s hand then traced little circles down his stomach, slowly making it’s way towards his waist line. She then whispered something else in his ear.

“What would be even hotter is if I helped you, right here, right now.” Andrew could only groan as his erection began to throb.

Kelsey then nibbled softly along his jaw line, making her way towards his lips. She then softly bit Andrew’s lower lip, pulling on it ever so slightly before passionately kissing him. This time Andrew was the one to slowly reach his tongue into her mouth. He traced along her lips at first, then finally Kelsey felt him roll against her tongue.

She slid her hand down still over the blanket and grabbed his shaft, giving it a İstanbul Escort Bayan light squeeze. She then pulled away from Andrew’s kisses, and took her free hand to slowly lift her shirt. Again she wasn’t wearing a bra. Andrew saw her pierced belly button first, and as she raised the shirt higher he could see the lower curve of her breasts. Then her areolas, and finally as Kelsey took off her shirt completely, Andrew saw her breasts in full.

He wanted to reach up and caress them gently with his hands, but Kelsey was too far back. As he leaned up to reach for them, Kelsey stopped him and forced him to lay back down. Kelsey then pulled the blanket slowly taking it completely off Andrew as she threw it to the other side of his bed. She then slid both her hands up the sides of his leg, inching closer and closer to his now pulsating member.

Kelsey stopped before she got to it, causing Andrew to groan begging for it to be touched. Kelsey instead slowly dragged her body over him. Letting her breasts rub against Andrew’s rock hard member through his boxers. She gave little kisses all the way up to his chest, and finally kissed him again, holding his hands down beside him. Kelsey was then straddling him, but no contact was being made with his aching member which was at the brink of release.

Kelsey gave Andrew another quick kiss before leaning up to his ear again. Andrew listened carefully, as the next words she speak could throw him over board.

She whispered “Just a little something to help you think about me.”

She then got off of Andrew, giving him a wink before grabbing her shirt and making her way towards the door. Before she left the room, she looked back at Andrew. “You know I love to tease.” she said with a smirk on her face. Then left the room.

Andrew threw his head back against his pillow and let an “Ugh.” He quickly pulled down his boxers and thought of his sister’s sexy body with her beautiful breasts. He lasted all of two minutes before reaching orgasm, shooting most of his load onto his chest. As the last few spurts came out, he laid there waiting for his pulse to return to normal. But he had dozed off before getting a chance to clean up the mess he had just made.

End Chapter 2

This is a spin-off from Sexual Education – Hands On

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Kristen ran straight to the toilet after talking to Jenny, determined not to let any of her friends see her crying. There she spent 15 minutes calming herself down before leaving to catch the bus home. The whole trip was spent pondering and checking out the other girls on the bus: their bust sizes, haircuts, eye colours. One woman continued to cross her mind though, Jenny. She couldn’t wait to get home to start preparing for the dinner.

Upon arrival home her mom greeted her with a normal hug and kiss on the cheek. Kristen had always known her mom was a stunner but had never thought about her sexually before. Her legs and butt were still firm, her rack was still large with minimal sag and her smile was gorgeous. “No,” she thought to herself trying to shrug off the sexual thoughts she was having of her mother. Quickly she rushed upstairs to her bedroom closing the door behind her as she entered.

Trying to put the thoughts aside for a moment she emptied the contents of her underwear draw onto her bed, making available all the sets of lingerie she could wear for Jenny tonight, incase things went as far as she hoped they would. Removing her school uniform, like she did earlier in the afternoon during sex education class, she stood in front of the mirror naked. Inspecting each part of herself she was quite happy with what she saw: her breasts were largish, her body toned from cheerleading. However, there was one part she wasn’t satisfied with, her hairy pussy. She wanted hers clean shaven, just like Jenny’s.

Kristen moved to her personal bathroom and pulled out her shaving kit. She loved the look and really wanted it but she was too scared of nicking herself. For five minutes she sat on the edge of the bath trying to coax herself to do it with absolutely no luck. Kristen knew if it was going to be done there was only one person that could help. “MOM!!!” she yelled, poking her head out of her bedroom door into the hallway. “Just a minute honey.” Kristen retreated to the edge of her bed, stunned at what she was about to do. She was sitting on her bed naked and was going to ask her mom if she could shave her pussy. Slowly the minute began to pass, Kristen began to get anxious. She hadn’t really talked to her mom about anything like this before but she always knew she could if she needed to.

The door swung open and her mom, wearing a short denim skirt and tight white singlet clinging to her tits, scurried in after realizing her daughter was naked inside. She took a seat next to her beautiful naked daughter on the bed. “What’s up dear?”

“Mom,” she paused, “do you shave your pussy?”

“I sure do.” Despite hoping that she did a slightly shocked look came across Kristen’s face. “Would you like to see?”

“Um I guess I would,” she stammered. Her mother, Janine, hiked up her skirt and pulled her black panties to the side. What was revealed was a hairless pussy, not a single hair around the lips, but just above it Kristen noticed a tuff of hair. “What’s that up top Mom?” Moving her panties further to the side she showed Kristen a tuff of hair in the shape of a love heart.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it Mom, it’s so cute.”

“What’s Abbasağa Escort brought all this up anyway honey?”

“It’s just that Kayla was telling me how she did hers and I was curious,” she lied, remembering that Michael and Jenny had made them promise not to disclose anything that had happened earlier in the day. “Well I’m glad you came to me. Would you like me to do yours for you?”

“Well that would be great. I was actually going to ask you.”

“Lets go to the bathroom, it will be easier there. I wish my tits were firm like yours,” she proclaimed, rolling one her nipples between her fingers as they walked to Kristen’s bathroom.

With her shaving kit already out Janine began to strip, sliding her singlet over her head, her breasts jiggling as she brought her arms back to her side. Next she slid down her skirt and panties in one movement, stepping out of them to become fully naked like Kristen. “What do you think of your mom’s body? Pretty hot aye.”

“Wow! Yeah defs mom, your super hot,” stammered Kristen as Janine was caressing her body, hands roaming over her breasts and flat tummy. They both made their way to the tub, Janine clambering in behind Kristen, her pussy pressing up against her daughter’s ass and her tits against her back.

Into her ear she whispered, “spread wide for mommy, give her some room to work with.” Kristen did just that, spreading her legs like she had a few hours to get the first root she had ever received. Head tucked into her neck and arms reaching around and under her armpits Janine began to massage the cream into her daughter’s pubic area, lathering up the foam, occasionally brushing her clit, soft but audible moans escaping her lips. Once she was satisfied Janine began to pull her skin taught, gliding the blade across the skin removing all the unwanted hair.

Happy that it was complete several minutes later she washed off the remaining the foam, feeling around for any remaining stubble. Finding none Kristen began to shift her body to face her mother before being stopped. “Hold on there’s still one more step to go.” Beside the tub she had placed a bottle of baby oil. Squirting some of that on her hand she applied it to the skin of the newly bald pussy.

Teasing her she began to run her slick hands up her daughter’s thighs. Back down again they went towards to her pussy as Kristen taking several deep breaths as she slumped back into her mother. Her right index finger began to rub her slit, moving the oil around her pussy. “Please put in me mom, finger my pussy.” Janine obliged pushing her finger into the tight love hole. In and out it went, slowly getting deeper with each inward push. After getting the finger as far as she could she inserted her middle finger as well. Yelping at the sudden increase in pleasure she turned to her mother and kissed her. Not like the normal after school kiss but a passionate kiss, like lovers. This didn’t faze Janine though as she continued to thrust into her daughters tight hole, her body beginning to shake as she approached her orgasm. “Faster mom, faster.” She felt Kristen tighten around her fingers, her daughter screaming in pleasure as an orgasm swept through her.

Janine Abbasağa Escort Bayan withdrew her fingers, covered in love juices that were now dripping down Kristen’s ass. Her mother began to rub the sticky juices over Kristen’s nipples as she turned to her said, “I love you mom.”

“I love you too dear. Now wash up and get ready for wherever you are going.”

“How did you know I was going somewhere?”

“You’ve got the entire contents of your underwear draw over your bed. It wasn’t hard,” Janine told her, kissing her again.

“Thanks mom,” she said as her mother got out of the tub, grabbing a towel and leaving the bathroom. Kristen turned on the shower to do her hair and wash herself.

Half an hour later she emerged from the bathroom into her room to find a whole outfit to wear laid out on her bed ready to wear. A matching pink lace underwear set was chosen to go with a short, mid thigh length pink dress with white diagonal stripes across it. It was stunning. Her mother had bought it for her nearly a month ago but she hadn’t had the chance to wear it. She still had a few hours to go before she had to leave so she made her way downstairs naked, knowing her dad wouldn’t be home from his work conference for another week.

She noticed her mother in the kitchen cooking dinner for herself, also naked. Sneaking up behind her she wrapped her arms around her waist, her hard nipples pressing in her back. They stood in the embrace for a couple of minutes, Kristen’s hands roaming her mother’s naked body before Kristen kissed Janine on the cheek and made her to way to the couch to relax after the long day.

As the clock chimed at 6.30 Kristen moved from the couch and began to get ready for her dinner date. She stood in front of the mirror, admiring her now perfect body with its shaved pussy. She slipped into her bottoms first; spending time adjusting the g-string until it was comfortable then placed her bra over her breasts and hooked it up. She decided she was going to wear this set again, at the next sexual education class, knowing she would be the envy of every girl in the class. Next went on the dress, hugging her body in all the right places. She felt so sexy in it. Kristen then went to the bathroom to apply some makeup and do her hair. She emerged at 7.10 strutting down the hall and stairs to the dining room where her mother was eating dinner. Her mouth dropped. “Stunning dear, stunning. I knew it would look good on you.” She kissed her on the forehead, grabbed the keys and went to the car.

Realizing she was still naked Janine quickly ducked inside and slipped on a dress for the trip. As she pulled out of the driveway Kristen placed a hand on her thigh, rubbing it, tempted to play with her pussy that was in clear view as her mother’s dress had hiked up when she entered the car. Janine looked over at her daughter and smiled while placing a hand on hers, guiding it to her dripping wet pussy. Kristen began to play with it, just like her mother had to her in the tub. “Come on just fuck me please darl.” Promptly Kristen did, immediately thrusting two fingers into her, pumping them in and out, her fingers causing a sloshing sound with the juices from her mother’s Escort Abbasağa pussy. Janine began moaning, finding it hard to concentrate on the road, in process nearly running a red light. “Yeah that’s the way Krissie, finger my pussy.” She threw her head back as she completed the stop, her moaning increasing when noticed out of the corner of her eye a car full of guys pull up beside them.

They had realized something was going on in the car next to them and they had all clambered towards the window facing the car to catch a glimpse of the action. Noticing this Janine pulled her daughter in towards her and planted a large wet kiss on her lips. Kristen reciprocated and in response to the cheers they were getting Janine slipped one of her large breasts from her dress. Looking up she noticed that the light had turned green but there were no other cars on the intersection so she continued with the show.

She guided Kristen to her breast where she began lapping at the nipple, sucking on it in the same fashion she had done when she was young. As the light changed from green to amber and amber to red Janine opened the door to reveal to the guys in the backseat what they were thinking, she was getting fingered. Jeers of “one more, one more” came from the car and Janine whispered into her daughter’s ear, “come on darling put one more in for the boys, mommy can take it.” That Kristen did and she was now finger fucking her mom with three fingers in front of a car full of boys at an intersection! Janine popped her other tit out and Kristen attacked the new one.

The light changed back to green and noting the intersection was still empty continued her fun. Janine felt bad for her daughter who was receiving no attention so she reached around her daughter, slid her panties to the side and slipped two fingers in her young pussy. Kristen accidentally bit her mother’s nipple as she became overcome at the unexpected sensation causing Janine to yelp like a dog. Again the light changed to red meaning the boys got another minute of viewing pleasure. Kristen pulled her head up from the nipple she was sucking to smile at the boys. Moans from both mother and daughter had become shorter, sharper and louder as they both approached their climaxes. As if they counted down to it Janine and Kristen simultaneously had orgasms, juices flowing from their love canals. Bringing her sticky fingers to her mouth Janine sucked them dry and Kristen followed her lead. They shared a final kiss, their juices being transferred between each other. As the light turned green they drove off, the boys honking their horn.

“Now that was so hot mom! We gotta do that again sometime!”

“Darling what we are doing isn’t exactly legal so we are going to have to be careful. But you are right, that was fun and I would certainly love to.”

“I love you so much Mom, you’re awesome.”

“I love you too dear. Now could you please pop these big boobies back in incase we see someone we know.” Kristen leaned over and placed her hands over her mother’s tits, rubbing her hands all over them before covering each one of them up with the dress. They drove for another five minutes until Janine pulled up at the address. “Have fun dear,” she said as her daughter leaned over to kiss her goodnight, their tongues probing each other’s mouths. “Would you like me to pick you up?”

“It should be right mom. But I’ll give you a call if I do.” She leant back in for another quick kiss, grabbing her bag out of the back, making her way across the front lawn to the large front door.

All the Jo stories are based on fact with very little embellishment to enhance the story.

Chapter 01: Young Blood

When Jo and I first got together we were both getting over marriage break-ups mine was amicable and friendly hers was not

We were friends before we were lovers so I knew that her marriage had been a farce. Dominant husband whose idea of sex was climb on, pump, and climb off, always in missionary. To be honest as I was 13 years older than her, I never thought anything would happen between us.

Jo knew there was more to sex than she had experienced and once we got together, she found out that there was. I introduced her to oral and she loved it, she took to sucking cock like a duck to water. We tried every position we could think of, had sex outdoors, in public, anywhere and anytime. It depended on our mood; and it could be at an instants notice.

We would drive around naked, going down the motorway until we came across a van or lorry and then she would go down on me, opening her legs in the window for the drivers to see, she loved it and wanted to try everything, she revelled in it.

The young girl across the road had been going out with this 18-year-old boy Jamie, but they had recently broken up because he was always with his two mates Craig 19 and Matt who was just recently 18, very quiet and immature. As the girl was our baby sitter, the boys had spent a lot of time in our house so when they split up all three would still come round with some cans of beer and spend the evening drinking. Often they would stay over but they knew what we were like and knew that if we disappeared for a while we were having a quick fuck.

It was summer and for once, very hot. The lads were round as usual and we had been drinking and chatting for a while. As it was so warm, Jo was dressed in a thin top and short skirt. She did not wear a bra much these days as I was always ripping it off, and when we were home, she did not wear pants either. As I cut most of them off as well.

“You know they fancy you don’t you?” I said. I walked into the kitchen to get more beers and Jo followed me.

“Mm,” she said, “I know.”

She started running her hands over my bollocks so I spun her round and lifted her dress up ramming my hard cock into her right in front of the window. Hearing a noise I stopped but didn’t pull away,

“Oh! Sorry.” Craig said, dashing away.

We burst into laughter, which rather ruined the moment so we returned to the garden. It was obvious that Craig had told them what he had seen as silence, bowed heads and silly giggles greeted us.

“Ok so we were having it off in the kitchen, we don’t only use the bedroom,” I said, “in fact rarely ever.” and laughed.

The thought of being caught had really turned Jo on. While not being too outrageous she did let them see more of her than she usually did, even changing her top for one more revealing, her skirt was revealing enough. Whatever Jo wore would be a turn on, she was a slim a size 10 but she had an aura about her and the way her hips moved used to drive me wild, I loved walking behind her and knew the lads did as well, I told her as much many times.

After a while she took my hand and said, “You’ll have to excuse us boys we have some unfinished business.”

This time we went into the bedroom and Jo made a point of leaving the door ajar. She wasted no time getting on all fours facing the door, “Fuck me. Hard.” She said.

I never needed telling twice and rammed up her wet pussy, “That turned you on didn’t it? Craig walking in.”

“Yes it did but not as much as them knowing we were fucking in the kitchen.” she replied, reaching for my balls

I could tell she was close to orgasm already. “So what would you do if they walked in here right now? Eh what would you do?”

“Fuck you bastard. What do you think?”

“You tell me. It is you they want not me. What would you do if they stood at the end of the bed right now?”

“I would suck them off. I would suck them all.” she shouted loudly. “Arrrgh yes I’m coming ohh yes, ohhhhh.”

That was all she needed to throw her into her orgasm. Loud and rampant like I had never seen her before, her eyes never leaving the door. The thought of them with there cocks in her mouth, and hearing her shout it aloud made me come hot and steaming into that swollen cunt.

As we uncoupled she said, “And what would you have done if I had?” Looking at me a little unsure.

“Me? I would have enjoyed every minute of it.”

She smiled broadly “Really. You wouldn’t get angry or anything?”

“You know what I’m like. Anything goes as long as all parties agree, and I mean anything.”

We went downstairs and back into the garden. Jo flopped down in a chair, legs out in front slightly spread, her dress leaving nothing to the imagination. “I needed that.” she said, and they all gave out a nervous laugh.

They relaxed after I handed out the beers, as if it was an everyday occurrence that a woman screams Büyükçekmece Escort she wants some boys cock to suck. As it got colder we went inside. The boys sat on the settee while Jo and I took the armchairs. The conversation was highly charged, with lots of sexual innuendo, and if the sexual side flagged, Jo or I would recharge it, mostly her. I was glad we had plenty of beers in the fridge.

“I think we better tone things down a little, I think you’re turning them on.” I could see semi erect dicks pushing at jeans.

“No we’re not.” Craig said, rather too quickly. “You and Jo are mates.” He went bright red.

“Oh!” Joe said. “So if I whipped my top off it wouldn’t matter to you three then?” she had a huge smile on her face.

“No, nno it wouldn’t.” Craig stammered. Not quite so sure now. The others looked on shaking there heads from side to side ,but not with very much conviction.

“That’s ok then.” Jo whipped her top off. She stood there letting them gaze at those hard firm tits mounted by swollen nipples, a huge smile on her face.

In unison their eyes went wide staring in shock. Jo moved over and sat on Craig’s lap, lifted her feet up on to Jamie and reached back and brushed Matt’s cheek.

“It’s so nice that they don’t see me in that light. Isn’t it Mike? So nice to know they couldn’t fancy me?” With that she lay across the three of them looking at me.

“No it’s not that.” Craig said. “Oh shit.”

“No no not….” This from Matt

“It’s just that, well your…. Oh fuck.” Jamie said. They all had there hands in the air, not daring to touch, not so much worried about Jo, more about me.

“Don’t be cruel Jo.” I said. “Don’t tease them. And if she does, and it was me, my hands would be all over her to teach her a bloody lesson.”

“Michael! How could you? Offering me to these poor boys in such a way.”

“Me! You cheeky cow. I’m not the one spread across them half naked. I’m just saying if I was over there I would take what I could get till you said stop. If you said stop.” I laughed.

She turned round and straddled Craig, her tits only inches from his face, she leaned across to Jamie and stroked his face rubbing her tit against Craig’s face. Leaning the other way she did the same to Matt. Still no one made a grab, she reached either side and taking one of Jamie’s and one of Matt’s hands, put them on her tits, looking Craig in the eyes smiling, she moved there hands in circles and when she let them go they stayed there.

A collective sigh seemed to hit the air, Craig started running his hand up her legs. She reached out and taking Matt and Jamie by there hair pulled them toward her tit’s. Now they knew what to do, they took her in there mouths. Visibly shaking, Craig reached her pussy; slowly she pulled away from them. Walked back to her seat and sat down, a huge grin on her face.

“Mmmm that was nice. I can see you three enjoyed it.” She smiled

“Did you get to her knickers then Craig?” I asked.

“No! She hasn’t got any on.” He said, embarrassed.

The others seemed to turn day glow. For the next hour Jo teased them relentlessly. The conversation was blatantly sexual between us, while the boys would drop in the occasional sexual comment. When it was time for them to leave Jo got up, once at the front door she said, “Say goodnight then.”

She thrust her tits forward. This time they didn’t need encouragement all hands went to her tits and one went down to her pussy. She leaned against the wall for a moment eyes closed while they touched there fill. Then she stood up, kissed each of them on the lips and shuffled them out making sure no one outside saw she was almost naked. She grabbed my hand and led me into the living room.

“For fuck’s sake shag me.” She was so turned on she was shaking all over.

I bent her over and lifted her skirt. I didn’t ram it in because I knew that was what she wanted. Instead I rattled the entrance, banging my erection on her clit before sliding slowly into her, then out again, bang the clit and slowly in. She was shaking more violently and stumbled forward catching herself at the window, I rammed it in hard “Arrrrrghhhhhh, yes,” she screamed, “Ohh yes do it. Fuck it hard.”

Her head was almost out the window, which was wide open, with another push she was out. Only her head, but the cold night air hit her full in the face. She was still moaning loudly when I noticed a movement in the bedroom of the house opposite, I pushed Jo further out the window and told her she was being watched, she looked up as a man appeared in the opposite window naked. “Ohhhh yes, here look at these.” she offered her tit’s up with her hands.

Her moaning got louder and, knowing she was being watched pushed her over the edge into orgasm.

“Oh fuck I’m gonna come. Ohh yes, Ohhhhh yes Arrrgh Hmmmmm.” Moaning out loud and with lots of thrusting back onto my erection her orgasm shuddered through her body.

I felt my orgasm rising, Escort Büyükçekmece third time today, powerful. “Arrrgnnnnn, oh yes he’s watching me spunk into your cunt bitch. Give him a wave.”

She waved, doing her best not to fall, he waved back. As I finished coming she climbed out the window and pulled me through. Sitting me down she took me in her mouth. Making sure he could see she took me in deep and slow so he could catch every move. After a few minutes, she stood up, dropped her skirt and spreading her legs, bent down and picked it up. Then she flounced back into the house smiling at me as she passed. We went up to bed and curled up together we chatted about what had happened.

“So why did you do it? The boys I mean.”

“Hmmm, well, it’s alright you saying it’s ok. But it could be a different matter when you see someone groping me.”

“And now that you’ve done it?”

“You loved it, I was watching you, you loved every minute of it. I reckon you were hoping for a bit more.”

“I expected nothing. I told you and them. You go as far as you want. When you say enough, then it stops.”

“So if I had fucked them right there in front of you. What would you have done?”

“Oh I love you. I would have waited to be invited to join in. If you didn’t invite me, I would have watched. If you had taken them upstairs I would have waited here. Your in control of what happens to your body and who it happens with.”

“Hmmm, that could be interesting, I might test you on that.” she laughed. With that we snuggled up together and fell asleep.

All the next day Jo was in a strange mood. Dressed as usual, short skirt low cut top and nothing else. She teased, but no sex, which for us was extremely unusual. We stocked up with beers and about 7.30 pm, the boy’s turned up. I let them in and Jo welcomed them, putting her arms around each one and giving them a sensuous body rubbing kiss. Once she had welcomed them all she leaned against the wall and said,

“So boy’s what about last night? Do you still only look at me in that ‘mates’ way now?”

She spread her arms wide, beckoning them to her. Slowly the three of them moved in, Jamie and Matt on her tits and Craig, moving in and kissing her, slowly moving his hands up her skirt. This time he got a good feel before she moved away.

“I am going for a bath. Give them a beer and come up in five minutes.”

She kissed me and went upstairs. I smiled at her then went into the kitchen; I grabbed the beers walking into the living room and offered them around. They all sat on the settee, quiet, tense, not knowing what to say or do.

“What’s the matter guy’s? You look worried about something. I thought you would be looking forward to this evening’s entertainment.”

Not one of them said a word. They looked at each other and then at the floor. “Come on guys tell me or ask me. Whatever it is I will be honest and give you a straight answer.”

Still nothing “Ok!” I said, “Is it me?”

They looked at each other and Craig said, “Well yeah. Why would you let it happen? She’s your girlfriend. She’s gorgeous but she’s with you.”

“Well let me make it plain to you so you can relax and enjoy her shall I? Jo is my partner, not my property. She is free to do who, and what she wants, and if that is you three then so be it. She doe is it with my blessing and with my full knowledge and support. Me? I will sit and watch or join in. Whatever or whenever she wants. I will not go mad, in fact, I will enjoy every minute of it, whatever you do to her or for her she will wake up with me in the morning. Probably looking forward to the next time, so make the most of it while you can because believe me you will never meet a woman like her again as long as you live. Shall we drink to a great fucking time?”

I raised my glass and they slowly did the same. They seemed a little more relaxed but there was still some tension in the air. They found it hard to accept that I wouldn’t go mad until it was all over. “Right I have to go up and see her, back soon.”

I went upstairs and she was just getting out of the bath, I put my arms round her. “Are you sure about this?”

She looked up at me, “Do you mind? Really?”

“Is it what you want?” I asked.

“Ohh yes I am getting wet at the thought, but I don’t want to upset you. I don’t mind if you don’t want me too.”

“Well then we are of the same mind because I am getting wet at the thought as well. If it’s what you want to do then enjoy it. If you want me to join in then just say so. If you don’t then I won’t. I will enjoy it whatever.”

She smiled and reaching up kissing me passionately. “Give me two minutes and then send Matt up. When he comes down, I will tell him who to send next. I am going to enjoy myself with them. Then I am going to give you the best fucking you have ever had.” Another kiss and she went off into the bedroom.

When I entered the lounge, Jamie was pacing up and down, Büyükçekmece Escort Bayan while Craig and Matt were sitting where I had left them. I said nothing until it was time for Matt to go up “Ok Matt you’re the lucky one to go first, you know where the bedroom is Enjoy.”

Matt was a very shy18 year old that was adamant that he had been with a couple of girls and left them wanting more. He was good in bed, he said.

This is how Jo said it happened

Matt went upstairs and poked his head round the door, Jo had put on a thin white negligee and was standing in front of the bedside light, the look on his face as he saw everything, was wonderful, I don’t think he had seen a naked girl in his life and definitely never a real woman.

Jo moved over to the door and took his hand, closing the door behind him. He was shaking so much he could hardly walk. She stood in front of him, and put his shaking hand on her tit. Then she kissed him. Sliding her tongue slowly into his mouth. His hand was kneading her tit freely now. Moving back slightly she undid the tie on her shoulder and let the negligee drop to the floor. His eyes followed it and then looked all over her body taking in her neatly trimmed pube’s. She lowered his head to her tit “Feel it, taste it, use you lips and tongue to tease it.”

She took his other hand and put it too her pussy, running it all over her mound and then opening her legs slightly, she slipped his finger into the damp slit. After a moment she moved around him and from behind ran her hands over his waist to his erection. He jumped slightly. Moving to his jeans she undid them and sliding her hands down his side took them down to his knees, she turned him around and pushed him onto the bed removing the jeans completely. Moving up the bed beside him she took his erection in her hand and rested her tit near his mouth, he needed no further encouragement, and he took it between his lips, fumbling with his hands at the other one, trying to be what he said he was. The great lover. She slowly moved off the bed and between his legs. She flicked her tongue around his crotch, flicking at his throbbing erection then slowly, very slowly, she took him in her mouth.

“Oh fuck.” he gasped

She took her time, and tried not to put on too much pressure as she knew it would not take long before he splattered his come into mouth. His breathing was erratic and his head was going up and down banging on the bed covers. She played with his balls and ran a hand up his body and over his chest. As he neared orgasm, he speeded up. She could taste his sweet virgin precum.

“Ohh, Ohh Ooooooh” he shot his load in her mouth “Oh I’m sorry.”

He tried to pull away. She held him to her and sucked every last drop out of him. Once he was siphoned off, she lay beside him, gently playing with his cock.

“Why were you sorry? It was good.”

“Oh yeah it was fucking great, but I didn’t last long and I couldn’t take it out.” he was almost in tears.

“I should think not.” she said. “Even Mike don’t last long when I suck him off. I love to swallow I just love the taste.”

A big smile “Really. Oh but that was great. I never thought it would be like that.” His excitement was obvious. She let him lay there for a few minutes playing with his limp dick then said, “Come on next one.”

He put his jeans on and followed Jo to the door, she gave him a long kiss and said, “Tell Jamie to come up.” He ran downstairs with a huge grin on his face, rushing into the lounge.

“Oh fucking hell. That was fucking brilliant. Jay she wants you next.” Excitedly he flopped down next to Craig smiling broadly.

Jamie had been pacing up and down non-stop all night, nervous, drinking, “Well don’t keep her waiting.” I said, handing Matt a beer. “Welcome to the Jo club Matt.”

Jamie went upstairs. Older than Matt Jamie was a good-looking lad who was very popular with the girls. They followed him everywhere, according to him he had had sex with at least six and an older woman as well, he knew everything.

He popped his head round the corner and Jo was standing as she was for Matt. The light behind her showing all. She held out her hand so he went in and closed the door behind him, moving to take her hand in his. She put his hand to her tit and kissed him long and sensuous. His hand fumbled like it did not know what to do, he did not move his mouth in the kiss and his breathing was in panic. Thinking he was about to come in his pants she moved behind him and undone his jeans much the same as with Matt, dropping them to the floor. Moving in front of him she slipped off the negligee and let him gaze on her naked body, eyes popped and chin dropped, he was shaking like a leaf almost collapsing. She kissed him again and took his hand and ran it over her pussy, which was getting wetter for each visitor. His hand dropped, she turned him round and lay him on the bed removing his jeans. Slowly she moved up his body until she reached his cock, laying soft, against his belly, she played with him and then took him in her mouth, she worked for some time without success.

Jo moved up and saw that he was crying softly “Come on I need a fag.” Shelit one for herself and handed Jamie one as she moved up the bed to sit on the pillows.

“I’m sorry It’s not that I don’t want to or anything it’s just…..”

…and then? Nothing.

After that night ended, with me sneaking out of the door at one in the morning before her husband Paul came home? Nothing.

Back in work after the New Year, she was the same as she’d ever been with me. I knew that she couldn’t act differently in the office, but I’d thought that there would be a call, a message, or an e-mail – something. Something to acknowledge what we’d done; done over and over, on her sofa, in the shower… Nothing.

Work became torturous. As I say, she was the same as she’d ever been with me – the same way she had been when just the thought of fucking her was driving me wild. After we’d actually done it, every smile as she passed my desk, every time I got her a coffee, watching her walk around the office; it was hellish. She was still wearing the same variety of either smart business suits that showed off her curves or just-about-appropriate-for-the-office dresses with high slits and low necklines that showed off everything. I obsessed over her at my desk, snatching glances when I could – her desk was in my line of sight, sitting removed from me in it’s separate office – my eyes pouring over her.

She’d let her hair grow and it hung down to her shoulders, framing her bone structure, her high cheekbones and strong jaw-line that tapered off to her delicate chin, preventing her face from losing it’s femininity. Her eyes, a delicate shade of blue that kept them twinkling and mischievous, always topped with a permanently arched eyebrow so it seemed. Her figure… Oh, many work-hours lost contemplating her figure – it’s outline against her clothes – full, curved and welcoming.

I’d pondered all this over and over, of course; but now I had immediate context for it all. Her hair? Remembering how it felt between my fingers or draped across my stomach as she kissed me. Her eyes? How wide they would go each time I entered her, how they’d narrow as she licked around the head of my cock. Her figure? Where to begin? The natural firmness and size of her breasts in my hands as I sucked one of her hard, dark pink nipples… The way I could feel her muscles working in her ass as she rode me, watching her trimmed pussy moving up and down the shaft… The sense of instruction in her posh accent as she would wrap a leg around me and tell me to move deeper inside her… I sat at my desk half-hard most days, trying not to stare and look too lust-stricken.

It was this that I was focussing on when she said it. “Michael?”

I looked up. “Yes, Kate?” She looked incredible today, a dark-blue dress that hung to her like smoke around Lauren Bacall.

She passed me a box-file. “Could you take this down to the accounts department, please?”

I nodded forlornly; another random work task that an office junior could have carried out. “Sure.”

I was at the door when she shouted me. “Oh, and Michael? Could you just check that everything’s OK with it before you hand it in?”

I walked down to accounting wondering how it’d come to this level of obsession, when it was clear that all it was to her was a one-night stand, a revenge fuck against Paul’s indiscretions. I shook my head and opened the box-file.

A pair of black panties lay inside, on top of the files. There was a post-it note on them: ‘Stay late?’

I slammed the lid shut again and Değirmenköy Escort checked to see who was around. Nobody. I opened the file again and took the underwear out. They were warm.

After removing and pocketing the underwear, I dropped the file off and headed to the men’s bathroom. Once inside, I took them out and smelled them, relishing the aroma of Kate’s pussy. Running my fingers around inside them, I could make out traces of wetness. I rushed back to our department with them in my pocket and walked to her office. After knocking, I put my head inside and said, “Dropped the file off. There may be one or two things that need my attention though, so I’ll be staying late tonight.”

She nodded, deadpan. “Right. Well, I am as well so you’ll have some company at least…”

I nodded back was turning to leave when she quietly said under her breath, “It’s been killing me not having you.” I didn’t react and walked back to my desk to spend the rest of an agonising afternoon watching the clock crawl towards the evening.

Eventually, we were alone. As the last remaining member of staff bar us walked out, she looked up and caught my eye. We shared a glance that made my breathing get quicker and she flicked her head back to beckon me to her office.

I walked in without nodding. “Hello, Kate.”

“Hello, Michael. Missed me?”

“You know the answer to that; you’re far from stupid, Kate.”

“Did you like your present?”

“What, these?” I took the panties from my pocket. “They’re very nice.”

“I’m glad you like them. What I did was, I crossed my legs like this-” She crossed them practically at the hip to show me. “-and I thought about what we did in my house for fifteen minutes. I’ve been doing that a lot.”

“Me too.”

“Mmm. I could tell. Have you been thinking about it when you bring yourself off?”

“Yes. Kate, I can’t take much more of this. Are we going to your place, mine, a hotel, what?”

She raised both her eyebrows. “What’s wrong with right here?” She stood and walked to her office blinds and drew them. “No-one can see us now… Plus, I don’t know if you can wait that long…”

She moved in close to me and we kissed slowly, languidly, our mouths parting as her tongue moved slowly against mine. Her hand ran across my stomach and down over my trousers to find the outline of my cock – nearly fully hard already. “I thought not” she said with a grin as she started to rub me through the fabric.

I pushed her back against a filing cabinet as she rubbed, kissing her neck and dropping one of my hands down to her waist. Her dress stopped just above knee height and I watched as I gathered up handfuls of it, pulling in time with her slow rubbing, watching it creep up, exposing thigh, then hip. I slipped the hand underneath it and she gave a little moan as my fingers flitted across the top of her thigh, to run small circles in the hairs of her pussy.

Our kisses got deeper as she undid my trousers and moved her hand inside to wrap it around my shaft. As she did, I moved my fingers down, feeling the moist lips of her pussy and rubbing two fingers between them. “Oh God, Michael – you get me wet so fucking quickly…” As she swore in her perfect English tones, my cock throbbed in her hands and she bit Escort Değirmenköy gently at my neck. “Follow me…”

We moved apart and she walked over to her desk and sat on the edge. “Take my seat.” I sat in her chair and watched as she spread her legs and pulled the dress up so it was at waist level. She started to finger her clit as she unbuttoned the front of it, revealing her incredible tits in a bra that matched the black lace panties that I now threw on her desk. “Come here…”

I moved the seat in closer and she held out her wet fingers for me to suck and lick upon; as I did, she parted her dress and pushed her bra up and over her breasts so her other hand could play with her nipples. “Eat me, Michael” she said as I let her fingers fall from my mouth. As I moved my chair in closer still and parted her legs, she lay back resting on her elbows and started stroking and pulling on her tits with both hands.

I pushed the dress up further, exposing her pussy completely and kissed at her stomach, the inside of her thighs, the top of her pubic mound, getting closer to her lips in concentric circles. After a few minutes, I dipped my head and inserted the tip of my tongue into her cunt and moved my head up all the way to the top, parting her pussy lips with my tongue. She moaned loudly and threw her head back. “Oh, yes – that’s it, darling…” I parted her lips with my thumbs and kissed, licked on her, my chin getting damper and damper, before moving my mouth up to suck on her swollen clit, running my tongue around it, over it, flicking at it and kissing it as I worked two fingers into her cunt and started to finger fuck her. Her pussy muscles contracted and I could hear wet, hungry noises from it. Kate was moaning in time with my fingers slipping in and out, chewing on her lower lip, her hands squeezing her tits. “God, that’s enough – stand up!”

I did so as she stood too, kissing me hungrily on the mouth, her hands gripping my head as I took over from them, massaging her tits urgently, our breathing heavy and hot. As we broke off the kiss, she pushed my trousers down and jerked off my stiff cock before she turned and bent over her desk, legs wide apart, hands gripping the far side of it. She looked back over her shoulder, flicked her hair behind her. “Put that big cock in me!”

I pushed the head of my dick between her pussy lips and slid slowly all the way into her, both of us groaning at the sensation. I left my full length inside her as I ran my hands up her back, then underneath her to grip and massage her tits, before sliding it nearly all the way out, leaving just my cockhead inside her, before moving back into her, taking my time, savouring it. “God, you feel so good, Kate. Your pussy feels so good around me…”

“God, baby – fuck me slowly, that’s it…” I gripped her waist and started to slide in and out, nearly all the way each time, doing as she asked. We caught our rhythm and she began to buck back against me in time, controlling the speed of it. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh… Your dick feels so wide in me… Oh, yessssssssssss…”

Eventually, she started to speed up her backward motions and I left more of my cock in her so I could fuck her harder, faster, speeding up as well. Our moans and groans were increasing with intensity, her words Değirmenköy Escort Bayan egging me on – “Fuck me, Michael, oh yes, give it to me – oh, fuck me…” – over and over…

I bent over her and grabbed her tits again, making her growl and groan and she dropped her forehead to the desk, fucking like animals now, as hard and fast as we could, the desk rocking, knocking paperwork to the floor. “Oh God, YES. Give it to me, fuck me Michael, fuck me hard… Oh, God… Oh, GOD!” I felt her cunt contracting and releasing around my cock and the sensation set me off too. Kate came hard, loud, flinging her head back and biting down on her fist to stop from screaming her pleasure to the whole building, only succeeding in muffling it, as I started to cum in her, jet after jet, my body on fire.

Eventually, I slumped down with my cock still inside her, my chest against her back, both of us still mainly clothed, and she tilted round as far as she could, kissing me hard on the mouth. We were still kissing a few minutes later when the phone rang – both of us jumping at the outside intrusion into our pleasure.

She looked at the caller ID. “It’s Paul.”

I nodded and pulled out of her. She turned and stood… then grinned at me, raising her eyebrows. “Sit down and keep quiet.” I did as she asked as she picked up the phone, looking right into my eyes. “Hello, Paul.” She paused as he spoke. “No, I may be a while yet.”

While she listened this time, her free hand moved to her pussy and began to wipe up some of my cum. “I did tell you I was going to stay late, Paul.”

She knelt in front of me, pulling the phone to the edge of the desk, and started to rub my cum onto the end of my still swollen cock, lubricating it… before slowly jerking the entire length of it slowly in her grip. “Yes, well I am very busy.”

As her husband was talking on the other end of the phone, she dipped her head while listening and started to suck and lick me clean. I gritted my teeth to stop from moaning as she took as much in her mouth as she could and slowly sucked upwards before gently letting it fall from her mouth. “You can’t say you don’t work late too sometimes…”

I could still hear the noise of Paul’s voice from the other end of the line, even if I couldn’t make out the words, as Kate nodded to what he was saying but kept kissing and licking at my cockhead, clearly loving the taste.

“Well, perhaps you should make your own dinner, Paul” Kate said, looking at me still, licking at the tip of my dick in between sentences. “I’m eating at my desk tonight.”

She deep-throated me again, her tongue flicking hotly around my dick as she massaged my balls and jerked me off. I heard Paul say something else to her. “Yes, well, that’s how it is.” The conversation apparently ended with that, as she turned and hung up the phone.

“God, you can be a dirty bitch, Kate.”

“I know” she replied, dipping her head. She finished cleaning my cum and her pussy juice from my dick and stood up. “NOW we’re going to your place to see how dirty we can be.” She turned and saw the black lace panties on her desk. She picked them up and wiped the remainder of my cum up, cleaning her cunt with the silk inlay, before passing them to me. “A souvenir.”

“Let’s go. Quickly.” I took the panties from her and pocketed them after first getting redressed. “If this is only going to be an occasional thing, then I want to make the most of it. You’re driving me crazy.”

Kate smiled as she fixed her own clothing. “You’re going to make the most of me anyway, Michael… but don’t worry. This is going to get very, very regular indeed…”

This was, I concluded, silly. Here I was, in the hotel room of a woman I had met only an hour earlier. I was naked, my small, stiff nipples coated with my own pussy juice. I was kneeling, by the door, waiting for her to come to her room.

What if she was a serial killer? Or a white slaver? My imagination ran riot in one direction. The growing wetness between my legs showed where the other part of my imagination was going. Pixie, I thought, Oh, my goodness, every time she called me that, I had squirmed with erotic humiliation.

There was a click as the door opened. Too late to back out. I looked up.

In came Emily. From the vantage point of my knees, she looked even more gorgeous than face to face at dinner. That dress really suited her. Fluted at the waist, hugging her generous bosom, I longed to dive under it.

She smiled when she saw me.

‘I knew you’d be here. My little Pixie wants to be a dirty little girl. I am here to make sure you are.’

Her smile made my heart leap.

‘You really are so tiny, exquisite, like a little porcelain dolly’.

She looked intently at me.

‘Would you like to be my Pixie dolly?’

‘Yes, Miss, I would love to be your Pixie dolly.’

Smiling, she unzipped her dress. Sliding it off her shoulders. As she did so, her smooth, white flesh appeared, the tone emphasised by the black bra straps which were revealed. As she shrugged it off, I gasped. Her bra hardly concealed a pair of the most gorgeous breasts I had ever seen. I gasped.

‘Oh, yes, I see my dirty little Pixie likes big tits. I suppose Duatepe Escort that’s natural, given that you have none. Don’t worry my little one, you will get to feast on them soon.

She slid the dress down. Her long, slender legs were show-cased by black nylons, with a suspender belt. From what I could see from her black knickers, she was clean-shaven. Be still my beating heart, I thought. She looked like classic period Jayne Mansfield.

All of a sudden, the room seemed hot. Or was that me?

Smiling, looking straight at me, she unhooked the bra, freeing those magnificent breasts (36C I would later discover). Her nipples were thick and hard – and long.

As she bent to remove her knickers, her breasts swayed. I felt as though I just wanted to be smothered in them. I urgently needed to touch myself, but didn’t.

Standing there in her knickers and stockings, she beckoned.

‘Here, Pixie, leap up into my arms.’

The invitation was irresistible. There was a level, and she knew it, at which that was the most humiliating thing to ask an adult woman to do. But how could I resist?

I can’t say I asked that question of myself. I leapt into her open arms.

My legs open, my wet pussy pressed against her tummy. Her hands gripped my bum. My face was firmly lodged between her glorious breasts. She squeezed my bum. I could almost have come at that moment. I felt the warmth of her body engulf me. My arms went around her neck, as I pushed into her ample breasts. My pimples were, frankly, an embarrassment.

‘Is my Escort Duatepe little Pixie a wet girl then?’ Emily almost cooed, her hand firmly squeezing my little bum.

I looked up at her, gazing into her eyes adoringly.

‘Oh, yes, Miss Emily, I was made to be your dirty, wet little Pixie.

Just saying, and owning the words made me so wet.

‘My darling, from here on, you are MY little Pixie.’

The warmth of her body against mine made me melt into her. It felt as though all the reality there was, was encompassed by her flesh.

‘You are my filthy little Pixie, let’s see how you like this bed!’

Saying that, she carried me to the bed, my opened pussy rubbing its wetness against her tummy. I buried my head between her breasts, loving the way they moved as she strode to the bed. She threw me onto the bed, as though I was a rag doll. It was that, above all, which turned me on. I had always protested when my size was used to talk down to me, but here, well, my goodness (or should that have been badness?).

‘Legs, up!’

I raised my legs, pushing them back, grabbing my ankles. I was conscious that it was not only my pussy which was exposed and open to her.

Through my legs, I could see her approaching the bed. There was a big purple feeldoe sticking out of her pussy. It must have been ten inches, and it was thick. I shivered.

‘Please be gentle, miss, I only have a small, tight pussy.’

Pushing me back, she positioned the girl-cock against my wet pussy. She was grinning.

‘Who has got Duatepe Escort Bayan a wet cunt? Who is a filthy little leaking Pixie?’

‘I am, miss. Dirty little Pixie.’ Quite why I was blushing, given my position, who knows, but I felt my face colour.

With no further ado, she pushed forward. I felt my lips widen. I was so wet that she had no trouble driving it right in, deep, opening me, plugging my needy pussy. Grabbing my thighs, she began to fuck me. Hard. Deep. Fast.

I grunted. It was partly the effort of holding onto my ankles, but mostly the effect of her girl-cock fucking me hard.

If I had known more, I’d have been impressed at the strength of her cunt muscles in keeping the girl-cock on target. As she fucked me, it was clear, not least from her juices leaking onto me, that she was aroused too. The bulb was pushing into her, and there was a clit-tickler attachment.

‘Fuck, you are such a slutty little Pixie. I am going to have your ass next.’ So saying, I felt her finger circle and then push against my asshole. It was already lubed by my girl goo, and her finger slid in, meeting little resistance.

I heard a voice,

‘Fuck, oh, fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m coming.’

It was my voice. The sinews in my legs tightened, by tummy rippled, and I fucking well came harder than I ever had before. I am not a squirter, but I swear I almost was. Or maybe the extra wetness was hers, because the moment I moaned, she did so too.

My legs fell down, I couldn’t hold on, didn’t want to. She was so deep into me, that I just wanted to feel her body on mine. I was shivering, the after-shocks continuing to give me mini-orgasms. I could feel her full, heavy tits pushing into my tiny ones.

‘Enjoy that, Pixieslut?’

‘Yes, miss,’ I moaned, ‘your Pixieslut enjoyed pleasing you.’

‘Good girl.’ I shivered. ‘We shall have fun.’

I recall being kissed sometime before the day met me. I awoke fully and with some surprise at the time. It was almost ten o’clock. Sun streamed through the window. The sounds of industrious chattering crawled up the walls from the garden.

I stretched as I walked to the window.

Down below Kait and Mel were busy with the planting. A flat bed truck was half in the garden and half on the road. A young man was unloading it and Kait was busy with a wheelbarrow. All seemed to be under control.

I pulled on a robe and went downstairs. I thought about their evening, their sex, the cucumber and smiled to myself. I’d have to ask her about that.

As a fresh pot of coffee began to drip, I booted up the computer, logged on and checked the mail. A couple of important business ones that got rapid responses. One from my Realtor, Jerry’s Realtor, that basically thanked me for the paperwork. She looked forward to meeting me and would keep me apprised of any activity. I smiled with the thought that Jerry would probably do that too.

There was a message on the machine from the doctor’s office, reminding me of my appointment tomorrow. They said to call if I needed to reschedule.

I made dinner reservations for Kait and I.

I wanted us to have a chance to celebrate and be away from the rest of the world for a while. I’d read about a place about half an hour inland. A local magazine described it as romantic, musical and gastronomic. A glowing report that made me want to try it.

I grabbed a kit and left for the gym, pausing to greet Kait warmly and Mel affectionately.

They were both muddy and I didn’t linger. Returning about noon I was somewhat surprised to see Chris there taking pictures of the garden and the girls that worked in it.

We exchanged hellos and I asked Kait which plan I wasn’t aware of.

“He’s been commissioned to paint the garden.”

“By who?”

“Me, of course.”

“Why?”

“Well, the pictures are for my company brochure and the painting will be for you, us.”

“Oh, good idea. You have a company now?”

“No, but Ben, that’s what I want to do. You’re ok with that right? I know we need to talk more.”

“I walked the three steps towards her very slowly and took her in my arms for what became the biggest, longest and happiest of hugs.” I lifted her from the ground, she draped herself from my neck and I spun her around.

“I’m perfectly ok with that. You just tell me what I can do to help.”

“I will, maybe we can talk about it later?”

“Well, I made reservations for dinner. Just you and me though. A celebration thing.”

“Oh good, I’ll tell Mel to make other plans. Where are we going?”

“You’ll see, be ready at eight.”

“Woohoo, yes I will. What should I wear?”

“Ummm, elegant and sexy is the look.”

“I can work with that.”

“I’m sure you can. Kait, there’s another plan. Is the turf still coming on Wednesday?”

“Yes, why?”

“Can you take off early, come with me to the city?”

“Why, I’ll check with the boss but I should be okay.” She smiled as I turned to walk away.

I called Jerry from the car and got myself and a guest on the list to one of his ‘special club’ places for Wednesday night. He’d mentioned it a few times in the past. He hoped I knew what I was doing but said he’d ‘take care of it.’

Kait emerged from the bathroom looking elegant and sophisticated. She smelled incredible. She had dressed in a very sexy strapless body hugging dress. A lacy thong, a pair of thigh high nylons and a pair of shoes completed the outfit. Everything was black, Net weight about 8 ounces excluding the shoes. Her hair was clipped to the back of her head, exposing her gorgeous neck, her face framed by a few loose strands on each side.

It would have been impossible for a stranger in the house to conceive that this was the same person that had been covered in mud all day.

I leaned in to her neck and kissed her, she leaned her head to one side as my arm came around her. I kissed her neck again. A small breath escaped her lips, signaling a shiver. I grazed my tongue along her neck towards her earlobe and felt her weaken in my arms.

“Ohhh, do we have time for a quickie?” She struggled to push the words out between her feelings of pleasure.

“We Çubuklu Escort always have time for a quickie.” We smiled at each other briefly.

I pushed her gently back towards the bed, lifting her dress as we arrived there. She sat as it lifted past her waist. She deftly unzipped it at the side and pulled it over her head. I knelt between her legs and her hands came to my face, dragging me towards her sex.

Kait fell back flat on the bed as her legs separated and her pussy opened to me. I held her thong to one side as I robustly feasted on her cleanly shaved, glistening and immediately gushing sex. Still holding her thong high and to the left, I stood and undid my pants, releasing my cock and slamming it without hesitation into Kait’s dripping cunt.

I stood between her legs offering nothing more than one of those raw hard fucks which Kait simply loves. She screamed as I stretched her. She lifted her feet to my shoulders and had me dump a healthy load of cum in her pussy. God she was tight and hot but while not even close to cumming she encouraged my own orgasm wholeheartedly. She begged for it harder and offered her approving “yessss” each time I picked up the pace.

It was all for me…..

“Cum for me Baby, yeah, fuck me hard, yeah Ben, harder, yesss, fuck Ben, yesss, harder, fuck me Baby, cum inside me, fuck my cunt Ben, yesss Baby, fuck yeah, hard like that ohhh yeah, hard Baby, fuck me hard, oh yesssss Ben, fuck your slut’s wet cunt Baby. Fuck me, fuck me Ben, give it to me Baby.”

It was more than enough encouragement. I settled there, stationary, motionless for all except a gentle rocking to meet each dwindling twitch as the last seeds left me. She smiled up at me.

“I need to straighten my make up Baby. I’m gonna drip your cum into my panties.”

“You are such a slut Kait.”

“I know, that’s why you like me.”

“Mmmm, let me count the ways.”

She smiled and went to the bathroom. I followed in a penguin shuffle with pants and shorts around my ankles, holding my shirt tails off my cock. I grabbed a towel, wiped myself down and rearranged myself. I left Kait to herself and she joined me a few minutes later.

We had a lovely dinner. Very romantic, filled with each other. I was pleasant to the young waiter, Kait flirted with him blatantly as soon as she sensed my acceptance. He was unsure how far he could go. Compromised between responsibility and instinct. She played it for all she could.

We danced closely but without groping. Close enough that she could feel me harden as she lay her head against my shoulder. She whispered to me that she was feeling hot and that her panties were full of my cum.

I wondered sometimes if folks thought of us as a couple or as a father and daughter. Maybe a man with his mistress. Perhaps they thought of her as my hooker. It didn’t make much difference but I asked Kait her thoughts. She didn’t care what they thought but she said that if the waiter asked, she’d tell him “I’m the slut gardener he’s going to marry.”

We held hands, Kait flashed her ring when she wasn’t admiring it or asking me to study it with her.

We spoke about her business. Equipment list, marketing, advertising, costing. She grasped it all but we agreed that I’d hold her hand through it.

The basic idea was that she’d design and install gardens then maintain them. There was nothing remarkable about that. Her points of difference would be several. The software she used made a good impression, her design talent, her actual knowledge would be useful, her presentation skills, the charm with which she could win over clients and we figured that eventually there’d be word of mouth referrals.

We bounced around a few name ideas but didn’t settle on anything that satisfied her. We agreed that signs were needed and especially to attract passers-by. No name meant no signs. I told her I’d get an attorney to explain the different legal forms her company might take. S Corp, C Corp, LLC. Sole Prop.

Kait ended the business discussion. “Sole Props don’t wear panties Mister. Would you mind if I removed mine?”

“No objection whatsoever Kait.”

“They’re so wet with your cum.”

“Don’t you feel cum-fortable?”

She smiled. “It turns me on when we talk as well. I’m a mess down there. Çubuklu Escort Bayan I could fuck you right now.”

I smiled and raised my eyebrows as I lowered my gaze across the table towards the waiter. “Maybe you should leave the panties here?”

“Like a tip?” She gave me her most evil look of agreement and excused herself. I hurried to settle the check with cash. Kait returned. She stroked my cheek, opening her palm as her cum soaked panties drifted beneath my nostrils. She placed her panties beside her napkin as I rose from the table and took her hand.

The valet seemed to take forever but in retrospect the circumstances of our departure probably distorted my perception.

I was pleased to be in the car. The drive was along quiet roads. Kait leaned in to me and started stroking my cock. She told me how happy she was, how incredible it felt to be in love. She started tugging at my belt and found her way in to my pants as I eased off the gas a little.

Once my cock was free she swooped down and started licking it, pushing my pants to my thighs as I raised my ass to assist. I reclined the seat a few degrees to let her in and lifted the steering wheel. I held it with my left hand at about the eight o’clock position.

She started on the head and stayed there circling it with her tongue, sucking it between her lips, licking across my slit. She cupped and fondled my balls. After several minutes she gripped the shaft and lowered her mouth along it. She slurped and sucked, increasingly harder. She gripped it into her cheeks, she breathed through it like a snorkel.

Kait sucked harder. With fast jerking strokes and gulps of her own saliva she was ultimately rewarded with a good load of cum. She swallowed it all eagerly and kept licking and sucking until she was sure that I was nicely drained and cleaned. She kept hold of my cock as she came up for air. She smiled at me and licked her lips before settling back for the last few minutes of our drive home. I smiled at her too.

I adjusted my cock and trousers after parking the car. Kait released her seat belt and leaned over for a long kiss.

“Shall we play with Mel?”

“Poor baby, you need sex?”

“Yes, no, well, maybe.”

“You wanna play with Mel or with me?”

“Both of you.” She kissed me again before whispering “I wanna lick Mel’s clit while you fuck her from behind.”

“Mmmm, that sounds like a nice idea. You think she’s home already?”

“I told her to leave her light on if she wanted to play, look up there.” Kait pointed.

Sure enough, Mel’s bedroom light was on.

We went straight upstairs. Kait headed to Mel’s room, I headed to the shower.

When I emerged it was to a sight for sore eyes. Kait was working her small vibrator on Mel’s pussy and clit. Mel was rolling her own nipples and tossing her head with her eyes tight shut and legs wide open. Mel was close to her orgasm. Kait probed Mel’s cunt as she dragged the vibrator along her folds. Her tongue danced and nibbled on Mel’s clit. I stood in the bathroom door way and watched proceedings as I absent mindedly toweled my hair. Mel’s orgasm started quietly and peaked quickly as Kait leaned in to suck and slurp at her clit, concentrating the toy on her pussy lips.

Mel’s body was tightening and relaxing. The definition of her thigh muscles was clearly evident as she contracted and raised her hips from the bed to meet the waves that washed through her. Her hips, waist and chest absolutely gorgeous. I mentally reconfirmed that Mel was still highly fuckable. Kait stayed focused as Mel came down, prolonging her friend’s pleasure. Kait withdrew the vibrator. Rotating the switch to the ‘off’ position she slid her face into Mel’s sex and lapped at her juices. She drank her lovingly with her arms under Mel’s thighs and her hands reaching to Mel’s belly and breasts. She feasted and filled herself and slowly moved along Mel’s body. They joined in a sensual kiss, a sharing of fluid and tastes. Mel’s arms wrapped around Kait’s back.

My cock had hardened and I stroked it slowly as I moved towards the girls. I wanted to fuck Kait as she lay with Mel but only if that’s what Kait wanted too. My closeness allowed Kait to become aware of my presence. I slowly moved behind her and without hesitation Escort Çubuklu she slowly opened her legs as I stroked her buttocks and pussy. I lowered my face and began to kiss her thighs. I held her cheeks and lightly pulled them apart. I leaned in and gently began to tongue her sex. She opened easily. I felt her shift slightly and realized Mel and her were kissing. Mel held Kait tightly to her. Kait’s legs moved outside Mel’s. I probed her matted pussy with my tongue and traveled the length of her sex before plunging inside. I pushed my tongue into her dripping cunt and sucked her lips into my mouth. I sucked her hard, she squealed into Mel’s mouth. I repeated my deep sucking with the same effect. As she squealed so Mel gripped her more tightly.

I moved above them and my face joined theirs. I kissed both girls and they kissed me as my cock found its way to Kait’s entrance. I slipped in slowly, just the head inside her cunt as Mel sucked and licked Kait’s taste from my face. Mel’s kiss turned to Kait as more of my cock entered Kait’s hot hole. As the rest of my cock settled into Kait I watched with intense excitement as their tongues flicked with one another’s only to be sucked in by the other’s mouth. Their faces crushed together as they inhaled from each other’s lungs.

I began thrusting into Kait’s cunt. Mel held her tighter, she was Mel’s prisoner it seemed. Mel wanted her to feel this. Mel wanted to be where she was, holding Kait as Kait got fucked hard. Mel seemed to know what Kait was feeling. It seemed to be working, Kait wriggled and Mel held her more tightly. I sensed I was on Mel’s team and Mel was Captain.

In order to please Mel I had to fuck Kait hard. No words of explanation were needed. Kait’s reactions were of light resistance, she pushed her hands into the mattress only to be flattened back to Mel’s chest by Mel’s grip around her rib cage.

Kait screamed and shuddered before surrendering into Mel’s shoulder as the deepest and hardest of my thrusts crushed Kait’s cunt lips inside her. Kait’s orgasm hit her hard and her screams and profane expressions were prolonged more than I’d heard before. My own orgasm slammed into me and spun my head as I deposited a load deep inside Kait. Each last quivering thrust expelled Kait’s damp cum-filled breath into Mel’s neck and shoulder.

As our breathing returned to normal, the girls kissed again. Less hungry, more sensual this time.

It was Mel that spoke first. “I think somebody’s going to like being tied up.”

A soft “Mmmmm” escaped Kait’s lips and she kissed Mel again before turning her head my way.

I had to ask her. “Is that right Sexy? We should tie you up some time?”

“Mmmmm, I think so Baby.”

We kissed, Kait kissed Mel and I withdrew to the bathroom.

I didn’t begrudge them their time together, in fact I was more comfortable when Kait and Mel were together than at any time other than when it was just Kait and I.

They shared a long friendship and their relationship was very important to them both. Me too for that matter. The fact that they now fucked and made love to each other was nothing except beautiful. I was totally cool with it and I guess grateful about the way it had all come about. I was especially pleased with the fact that my involvement was ongoing. I was even liking the fact that Mel would be leaving soon and safe in the knowledge that she’d visit again. It was all good.

What I did wonder about was how much Kait might need to test her limits. My experience with Caroline years ago had been amazing and erotic and eye opening. However, it wasn’t something I could have been a part of if I’d been in love with Caroline. Sure, Kait had told me that she wanted to try ‘everything’ and my question of myself was; what could ‘everything’ entail? She loved the stories I told her of my youthful experiences and always seemed to enthusiastically add my experiences to her own ‘to do’ list. Maybe I should stop telling her!

The lights were out when I came out of the bathroom. I walked over to Kait and leaned in to kiss her. She stroked my face “Mel and I have to be up early Baby.”

“What time shall I set the clock for?”

“Seven please.”

I clambered in, Kait slid towards Mel. Mel was fast approaching her dreams. She kissed her hand and swung it somewhere above us. Kait reached for it and squeezed it before snuggling back into me. “Sweet Dreams baby, I love you.”

“You too Sexy.” I suddenly remembered something. “Kait, in case I forget, would you remind me to ask you about cucumbers in the morning?”

She chuckled softly as she hugged me. “I will.”