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The raucous sing-song of squeaking springs vaguely filtered into my sub-conscious as I slipped in and out of a light, restless sleep. A slight breeze gently ruffled the curtain at my bedroom window as it tried to relieve the oppressive heat that had built up during the day. I glanced at the clock beside my bed. 5:30. Still a couple of hours before I had to get up. I turned over, trying to get back to sleep but the bedsprings seemed to get louder, more insistent. Soft, hushed sounds drifted from their bedroom. I heard a sharp intake of breath, then a quiet but steady moaning mixed with the squeaking springs. Dad must be getting a morner, I thought as I covered my head with a pillow, trying to blank the sounds from my mind. It didn't work.
Elaine and I had been friends for nearly fifteen years, but had not seen one another for the last six of those. We had gone to junior high and high school together and for a brief time had managed to take a couple of courses together at the college near me after I had gotten married. They were extra summer courses for her and a sort of vacation from the house for me. After that, we only wrote to one another and called every other month or so until she moved to the West Coast and I moved to the East Coast. Elaine's career had taken her there and my husband's death had left me where I was.
For the life of me, I don't know when I turned into such a horny slut. But, the first time it was apparent, was when Jimmy came home one night and told me that he had to go on a business trip for two weeks. The night before he left, we fucked for hours. I was to find out that this wouldn't be enough to hold me over. I dropped Jimmy off at the airport and headed back home. I started thinking about the previous night, and found myself getting very horny. So, I jumped in the shower along with my fourteen inch dildo. I sat on the shower seat and enjoyed the warm water coursing over my body. My mind drifted to the night before, and my pussy started to get very wet.
I was in N.Y. visiting a friend of mine who lives in a big apartment building in the center of town. I arrived there about noon for lunch and spent the whole day just talking about old times. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost midnight! I couldn't believe how fast the time went by! We said our good-byes and I left. Walking down to the elevator, I noticed that, for an expensive apartment building, there wasn't very much light in the hallways. As I pushed the button for the elevator, I saw a group of men standing in the hallway saying their good-byes to a bunch of people. They must've had a good time because they were all laughing and talking. They left and headed towards the elevator.
Beverly and I had met in early October and I had moved into her house in February. She is in her early forties and is an executive with a bank that has operations throughout California and some in other states. I suppose that what attracted me to her initially was her body, although her personality and face are great also. She spends at least eight hours a week working to keep her body trim, toned and the envy of many twenty-two year olds. She is a 5 foot seven inch natural (all the way) blonde and weighs a little over 120 pounds. The fact is, she has a son that is twenty-two and a daughter nineteen. Her son, Tom, just graduated from a local university and her daughter, Sally, is a freshman at a small, prestigious university on the East Coast.
It was winter, and the two of them were staying with a friend who had her own apartment. The house was chilly, and they had talked late into the night. As Julie went into the bathroom to change for bed, he and Sara quickly held each other and kissed. They scarcely had time for a gentle taste of one another before slipping out of their warm things and into night dress. He pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and a shirt. She giggled, noticing how poorly they restrained him, and pushed him gently under the covers. She pulled on a long nightshirt that fell to her knees, suspended in a long cascade from the tips of her breasts. She was setting their things aside as Julie returned, in a button-down flannel shirt and sweatpants. Julie's eyes made a brief contact of Sara's behind as the latter slipped into the middle of the large bed.
"She's a nice kid." I thought to myself, as I watched her through my kitchen window. "Most girls are kinda' gabby at that age. She's very pleasant though. Friendly." I rinsed my coffee spoon in the sink, and continued to muse, "She must get her attitude from her parents. They're nice people too." I watched as she rolled over in the chaise lounge to tan her backside. Our back yards abutted eachother and there were no hedges of fences separating them. Emily was 'The girl next door' you might say.
Lovely young Emma, fourteen years old and what is commonly called "boy crazy," stood silently on the upstairs landing and surreptitiously watched her father saying goodnight to his current girlfriend at the front door. They kissed, and Emma saw her handsome father, George, squeezing and fondling the beautiful Roxanne's huge boobs. Roxy's always-hard nipples were plainly visible through the see-through dress she was wearing. The lovely adolescent girl heard the woman speaking huskily.
My sister and I are dressed in skirts and small, rather thin sweaters, with no bras or underwear, of course... Chris has just combed my hair, and I go down to open the door for our friends, but I'm wrong: it isn't them. It's a rather large man at the door. "Good afternoon," the man says. "I am selling collections of books, bound in real leather, and I would like to suggest that you take a look at some of them." "Thank you, but my parents are not here now, and personally, this does not interest me."
When Carl met Ashley... Ashley walked down the street glancing out the corner of her eyes at Carl, who was walking along next to her. She found his nervousness slightly amusing, but knew that to laugh would not only be rude, but might serve to intimidate him, and that was the one thing she definitely didn't want to happen. She had quickly set her sights on Carl the moment she had seen him during basketball practice. She had been shocked again when she had looked out her upstairs bedroom window at the house next door to find out that this beautiful hunk of manhood lived right next to her !.
Mary and I were married when Mary was 18 and I was 24. Being aggressive in business didn't allow me a lot of sexual encounters before I met Mary and she was a virgin when we met. Mary is 5'2" and 115 lbs. with a perfect 36C and slim hips and beautiful blonde hair. I am 5' 9" 155 lbs and fairly trim. Our friends call us the "beautiful couple" although most of our male friends say that as they drool looking at my pretty wife.
Sitting, half stupid with lack of sleep, I typed with my mates on Traveler while wearing my sleeping husband's robe. Still horny even after a very satisfying night with him. My feet kicked up on the desk while I typed with the keyboard laying haplessly across my bare thighs. I was trying desperately to drudge up some life from the late nighters online and then an idea struck me. I would simply type to them what I was really doing as they watched on, I am sure in anticipation. My thighs were still slick, as was the rest of my body, from the massage oil that covered them. Sweet smelling and making me feel every bit a woman. I smiled a bit as I typed on.
The waves of brownish water washed up against the old boat launch. They brought bits of garbage and the occasional dead fish. The pollution had gotten to the point where you really didn't have to worry about seeing that anymore; No more fish. I can almost imagine one of them. A fish, lost, perhaps wandering, moving in from the ocean and into the bay. Then, disoriented by the chemical spills, deliberate dumping, and poisoned runoff it swims here, then there, ending in this side channel. Almost like an unprotected man running through the city streets as the acid rains rip at his exposed flesh, searing his eyes
The dredge whirred and slowly moved forward, water and fine muck shooting out the back. They usually put a tube on it to carry the stuff away, but we didn't need that now. Meter after meter it crept along, searching for that body. It had to be there. Any moment now and it would be found. The dredge operator stopped his equipment's movement and signalled that something had gotten trapped up against the machine's screen.
Forensics didn't take too long to arrive. The black van with agency insignia backed down the boat launch between the buildings. It stopped and its back door opened. The agency's coroner herself stepped out. I had only seen her once before, in passing. She was taller than I and fairly thin, wearing a black plastic protective suit. Even one of those suits couldn't hide her finer, physical, qualities. "I didn't expect this to rate your appearance, Ms. Babylon." She looked me over as she put on a pair of sunglasses.
There was nothing but ringing as I listened to the phone. I had told Chelsea not to leave and not to answer the phone or the door. Hopefully she was obeying me and hadn't left the apartment. Tap. Tap. Tap. A pretty hand was tapping on my car window. I looked its owner over. She was a member of the forensics team working on the body I'd found. I reflected on the possible reasons why Ms. Babylon, our coroner and thus head of the team, generally surrounded herself with pretty, female, employees. I rolled down the window.
I pulled up to the curb and switched off my car, just as it started to rain. I'd listened to the morning news so I had made sure to put on my environment suit before leaving the Federal Building. As the auto-valet pulled my car into the hotel's car storage area, I climbed the short flight of stairs. The annoying, but necessary rinse off over, I removed the suit and went over to the check-in desk. "Clean skies to you, sir. How may I assist you?" The clerk attempted to hide a cough behind a gloved hand as I looked him over. I flashed him my ID and badge.
Lorne Williams studied the activity around him with care, noting that the security people for the visiting VIPS' were obvious. As general manager of one of the largest research centers in the country, Lorne was used to VIPS' coming and going. But today was different. His boss, Geoff Levin, MD, Ph.D., was bringing Carlton Pharmaceuticals' board of directors in to show off their multi-billion-dollar investment. Shaking his head at the type of ass-kissing Dr. Levin was apparently doing, Lorne stepped back into his office which overlooked the reception area on one side and the area known as Lab One.
The next morning after breakfast, Greg steered Cheryl away from the group unobtrusively. Once they reached the living room, Cheryl reached up, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply on the lips, making sure to slip her sexy cousin plenty of tongue. "I'm so horny," she whispered, "can we get it on somewhere soon?"
The Evans Family was in the midst of dinner when the phone rang. Carol Evans, wife of Tim and mother to Tim Jr., Cheryl and Candy got up to answer it. She returned to the table with news. "Aunt Sal and Uncle Jim called to invite you kids out to the farm for two weeks. What do you all think?" Immediately a chorus of complaints rose from the three teens.
She awoke to see a beautiful woman with warm and friendly eyes standing beside her bed. The woman was blonde with grey eyes and full red lips, and was dressed in a filmy white nightdress, through which were visible her large, soft breasts. "I am Mathilde," she said. Eve answered in kind. "I know you must be disturbed and unhappy at this moment, but please try to forget what has happened," comforted Mathilde. Her gentle manner immediately set Eve's mind at ease, in spite of her deep trauma, and an atmosphere of trust flowed between them. Eve began to ask Mathilde questions about the place in which she had found herself.
When she woke again, Eve found herself alone. This saddened her, as she had hoped to wake to the sight of beautiful Mathilde lying nude next to her, awaiting her kisses. She sat up in the bed, letting the covers fall from her to reveal her breasts, which had nipples that were rapidly becoming erect again at the thought of Mathilde. Even as she did this, she heard a key turn in the lock of the door to the room. Alarmed, she pulled the bedclothes up to her neck to hide her naked bosom from whoever was about to enter. To her horror, it was the doorman who had been responsible for her previous shame.
As I have for the past month I sit here on my front steps awaiting the return home of my neighbor. Slowly sipping my tea my hands cupping the mug, my thumbs to my lips, a thousand thoughts play in my mind. What in the world am I doing here anyway. An attractive healthy young woman waiting to catch the slightest of possible glimpses of my neighbor as she pulls into her drive, checks her mail and then walks into her house. Obsessing, maybe. Dreaming, yes. Wishing, most definitely. Wishing against all hope that she may notice me one day sitting on my porch enjoying the sunset.
I must admit that since I was a little girl I always liked showing off in front of people. I guess as you get older, you go from blowing bubbles to impress people, to more adult oriented things. This is my story of a life filled with erotic exhibitionist acts. My first experience with exhibitionism was when I was a sophomore in college. I was interested in my psychology professor from the very beginning. The problem was, was that he didn't seem to be interested in me. I had chosen a seat at the front of the class on purpose in hoping to attract his attention, but it wasn't working. One night when I was in bed, I thought about how I could get him to look at me.
I'm an exhibitionist. I guess I always have been and I expect I always will be. That point in childhood when most kids (or at least most girls) learn modesty, I didn't. I do remember my folks trying to shame me into covering up when I would dance out of my bedroom in next to nothing while guests were at our house but my blushing just became part of my repertoire.
I have always been a dedicated voyeur, but until recently, I didn't realize that many women get pleasure from exhibiting themselves. A few weeks ago, I was reading in the Public Library.I looked up to find an attractive woman in her mid-thirties sitting at the next table.I was pleased to note that her legs were crossed in a way that exposed a nice expanse of her thigh below the edge of her lace panties. She looked up and discovered my attention was directed towards her, but instead of adjusting her skirt she uncrossed her legs and began to swing them open and shut in a slow, seductive rhythm.
Jay hung up the phone and allowed himself two seconds of silence before whooping with joy. He leaped up dumping Ray Stevens on the floor. The cat scampered away from him in surprise, but Jay picked the furball up and swung him around, kissing its head. Jay tossed the cat onto his bed and ran through his meager dwelling, shouting for joy.
'Won't this class ever be over.' Kris mumbled to herself. She looked at her watch again. Three more minutes to go. It wouldn't be so bad, except Economics is so boring. The wait was killing her. She had been thinking about this all weekend. Kris was waiting for the class to end so she could go see Professor Ritter about the experiment she was chosen to participate in. She saw very excited, for she never was involved in a psychology study before.
Take's place many years ago. My Ex and I had been divorced for about a year after a two year legal separation. I doubt that any divorce is easy and I know that ours wasn't. Even during the hardest times we knew that we loved each other but we had married too young and had a daughter before either one of us was ready for the responsibility. The trouble started when she went back to work for the added income.
I don't know how long I've been here. There ain't no night and day. Just work and sleep, work and sleep. What's that? Oh, what do I do? I'm a machinist I suppose. Least that's what I spend most of my time doing. Sewing, you know making clothes. Only one type though. Panties. I make panties. I do other stuff too, I don't make anything else though, 'cept panties. I'll tell you all about it but I need something in return.
It was one of those fantastically languid moments. The intensity of the orgasm left my mind blank, spent. My whole body was weak as I lay on the couch, afraid that I might just flow off it into a puddle on the floor. I open my eyes and see my wife's back, lightly tanned, and the twin, creamy firm orbs of her paler buttocks, mechanically, automatically, rising and falling over my softening cock. Nina is still milking the last out of her intensely powerful orgasm... but I am totally spent.
She was absolutely beautiful. Not very old, however, maybe twelve, but beautiful nonetheless. She was thin, but not skinny, flat chested, with slender hands and fingers and long, shapely legs. Her neck was long; her nose slender, her eyes a warm brown, and her smile was white and straight. Her hair was a lustrous medium brown, spilling in light waves nearly to her slim waist.
Anne was getting ready for a night of revelry. But Anne's nights were filled with the filthiest things possible, or so she thought. I suppose if someone had come along with filthier ideas, Anne would have incorporated them into her line of debauchery. What made it so bad was Anne was using her own two daughters, Amanda and Denise, twins age 12, for her love toys. But Anne had caught the two girls eating each other's pussy and at first her play was something of a disciplinary ploy, but that had backfired in her face. The girls had become filled with lust for the nefarious game that their mother had imposed upon them.
It started out simply enough: a family camping trip to a hilly region in a neighboring state. But Dad neglected to check out the weather report (as dads will) before we set off. During the four-hour trip over back-country roads far from civilization, the skies grew steadily darker. Within minutes of arriving at a remote campsite, we found ourselves abandoning the setup of our tents and gear and scrambling for the only shelter available, our four-wheeler, as the skies opened. Luckily, Dad and I had the presence of mind to cover our belongings with the tents before ducking for cover. Unfortunately, however, we were all soaked to the bone by the time we reached the truck.
Let¹s see, when I last left off my brothers and I had just sucked and licked my father¹s cock till he came in my mouth and then we licked up all that sweet CUM, learning just how great it tasted. My father had suggested that we ³practice² on each other and we were none to willing to wait. I immediately went to my knees and sucked in one of my brother¹s cocks. (to this day I still can¹t remember which brother and they both claim it to have been them)
When Saturday morning arrived, Kathy got after me to help her. "Uh oh," I thought to myself. "More screens to put up or dog shit to be cleaned off the lawn." "Okay, honey," I reluctantly agreed, "what is it this time? If it's about that screen on the kitchen window I already told you that I was going to ---"
I really enjoy subscribing to AdultLinks on my local BBS. I get a big charge out of reading those hot stories regarding... dare I even say it... incest! However, as much as these stories turned me on, (and they usually did!), I really found it difficult to believe that there were actually guys out there making it with women in their own family. I mean, this kind of stuff is only fantasy, right!? It's not real. Most of the scenarios sound pretty far out....
It had been a long time since I had visited my old friend and his wife, long before my wife and I were separated. I really didn't know too much about what had happened to them except that they were still together and that my friend was still in his job as a commercial traveller.
Johnny!... Fuck momma deep and hard!... Uhhhhh! Fuck me!... Fuck me!" "I'll fuck you, Mom!... Unnnnggh, will I ever fuck you!" Tina was wriggling around like a snake, grinding her cunt back onto her son's pumping prick. Johnny grabbed her hips and held on tight, using them as levers to pull her cunt hard onto his ramming cock with each stroke. Her legs were trembling now, her ass weaving from side to side as Johnny really began to pound his meat into her.
Hello Dan, I was so glad to receive your letter in the mail this morning. I knew that there were others out there with either an interest or pleasurable experiences with incest. Since it is such a (stupid) Taboo subject though, it's hard to find incestuous families (or singles) in which to correspond with but I knew that my ad would probably be popular in the Key, and it is. I get dozens of responses each month but unfortunately most are from men that can't properly read my ad (that I am only looking for those with either interest or experience with Incest) and are full of bravado and machismo telling me how much I'll enjoy being fucked by them stuff like that. They don't even deserve a response but I answer all my ads anyways. The responses that I have gotten from the "right" people have been very rewarding in both exchanging incestuous stories of our pasts and in enlarging my dad's Taboo video collection with more animal training and lolita vids.
* CHAPTER XVIII * Sunday dawned gray, and rainy. All three O'Brians slept in, until mid-morning. Sean woke to a dull, gray, window, and empty arms. He hoped what he had done last night, hadn't ruined everything. He got up and slipped on his robe, against the damp chill. After a quick shave, he went down to the kitchen, and prepared breakfast for the three of them, on two bed trays, and took it up to the girl's room. With both hands full of trays, he was unable to knock, so he kicked the door firmly. After a few seconds, the door was opened, by a very naked Toni.
Things around the house improved considerably for him. Both of them did whatever he told them, not only in bed but anywhere else. Paige stayed away from drugs and Dave Connors. She and his Mom shared his chores, leaving him free for football practice. He was much stricter with Paige than with his Mom. He made sure she did her homework every night before letting her watch television or go out with her friends. He checked her clothes before she left for school in the morning and supervised her as she cleaned the house and did other chores.
Jeff watched in the mirror as she bent over her bureau and searched in her underwear drawer. He sighed as her ass cheeks and pussy were displayed for his inspection. Then she straightened a pair of panties, or rather, the female version of jockey shorts in her hand. They were bright red, with a white elastic on top. Oh, it was one of the string bikinis.
The next day at school, he put some feelers out about Paige and Connors. It didn't take long to get something back. "You sure you want to hear this?" Devon asked warily. Jeff glared down at him. "I wouldn't have asked otherwise." "Okay. Just remember. I'm only repeating what I've heard. don't hit me or anything." "Yeah, yeah." Devon sighed, and slumped back against the wall. "Okay, well, Connors been making a lot of... uh well, he said he's been screwing her for the last couple of days."
Jeff wasn't sure what to do about Paige. She continued to treat him with snotty superiority, calling him names, insulting him and his football prowess. It was like she wanted him to spank her, and he thought she must get off on it. He was afraid of what his Mom would think of that though. He didn't want to ruin what he had with her after all.
He put his plan into effect the next morning. It was painfully simple. First he stripped Paige naked, then tied her spreadeagled on her bed. He stuffed the dildo into her pussy, and left. He went back to his Mom's room. She was still sleeping soundly. He pulled the sheets away from her and began sliding his tongue over her nipples. He munched softly on them, bringing them erect. His hands stroked along her breasts, making them swell with lust.
Jeff tilted the mirror over to the left a little, silently wishing she'd hurry up and finish her shower. He'd been waiting here in the hall since he'd heard the water go on about fifteen minutes ago. The water went off and he slid the mirror back a little. He remembered a few months ago, when he'd been so frustrated at the thought that she was in there naked, nude, and completely invisible to him because of this damned door.
Jeff tilted the mirror over to the left a little, silently wishing she'd hurry up and finish her shower. He'd been waiting here in the hall since he'd heard the water go on about fifteen minutes ago. The water went off and he slid the mirror back a little. He remembered a few months ago, when he'd been so frustrated at the thought that she was in there naked, nude, and completely invisible to him because of this damned door.
Jeff walked over to where Paige still lay on her side on the rug, knees drawn up against her chest. "Will you get up you dumb slut," he said exasperatedly. She slowly unfurled her legs and tried to raise herself upwards. Jeff grabbed her right arm and hauled her to her feet, helping her balance as she stumbled slightly. "Why did you let him in anyway?" he demanded. "I... He kept ringing." she gasped. "That's a good reason. That why you fucked him too?"
I am a child pornographer. My videos and stills have been very popular among other pedophiles. Especially the ones that depict father daughter sex. The fathers in these have been volunteers who play the role of father, not the girl's real father. Not that I haven't wanted to use real father daughter sex. Its just that I haven't been able to find anyone who will bring his own daughter and have sex with her on camera. I've even offered generous amounts of money to no avail.
I am a fifty-five-year-old male, lead a sexually active life, and have never fucked anyone who was not related to me. All in the family, so to speak. I all started when I was eighteen years old, still in high school, and living on the farm with my parents and two sisters. My grandmother on my mother's side came for a visit. We did not have enough bedrooms, so someone decided that Grandma could sleep with me.
Lisa's pussy hadn't stopped tingling from her mother's touches as she started to dress. She stepped into a pair of her panties and was surprised how good it felt when she pulled them up tight against her crotch. Since last night, it seemed that every thing she did made her feel sexy. "My pussy's still not satisfied." Lisa thought as she rubbed her cunt through the silky material of her panties. "It loves all the attention it has been getting, and it wants to be played with all the time."
When their spasms subsided, and they were lying on the floor hugging each other Cindy remembered and whispered "Billy came home, and he was in the hall rubbing his cock and watching us do each other. I think he has gone to his room to play with his cock." "Do you think he might tell?" Lisa asked. "If I go to his room and catch him beating off, he won't dare to squeal." She said as she rose and headed for the hall.
Mary and Megan, two twin sisters aged 14, were laying in bed, in the same bedroom, reading some cartoons. It was evening and pretty cold outside. Their 16-year-old brother, Timothy, was downstairs talking to his dad. The parents were divorced, and the father had the daily custody of the children. Both girls had begun to develop breasts and other woman-like shapes. Mary looked up from her cartoon and said to her sister: "Megan, guess what, Dorothy at school, you know, told me she'd been playing with her dad, so that some white stuff came out of his penis, ti ti ti".
My father was a good man, but a poor husband to my mother. Still, the year after he passed on was hard on her, and she took to drinking more and more. I didn't like seeing her drink, and would probably have turned out some kind of delinquent out of doors, but she seemed to want me with her all the time. I guess this was a pretty hard time for both of us. Anyway, she grew very possessive.
One summer Saturday, shortly after my first year of college, I returned home from a noon racquetball game to find my Mom washing her car. I winced as I recalled I had promised to do this for her before my game. I ran up the driveway, dropped my stuff and started apologizing. "Forget it," she said, "I'm kind of used to your scatterbrains. Honestly, I don't know how you make it in college."
After Kim left Sherry's room, Sherry had thought about what her sister had told her. She was not sure if she was ready to have sex or not, but the idea was exciting to her. She lay in bed waiting for her parents to get home. About 11:00 Kim entered her room and told her "Mommy and Daddy are home and I told them about your interest in learning about sex. I asked them if it was OK if you and I could join them in their bedroom tonight and they said yes. They said that they would be ready in about 10 minutes. They also told me that you should not be wearing anything.
Tina Simpson moaned softly into her husband's mouth as he skinned the tight, silk panties she was wearing down over her slim, girlish hips. She had been looking forward to this since lunchtime when she began to get the familiar, unmistakable urge for sex. It had been hell at work, trying to stop herself staring at every tight, male bulge that walked past, and her pussy had been wet and tingly all afternoon.
"Nice one, Mom?", asked John as his mother's cuntal contractions faded. "Ummmmmm! Sure was, baby... one of the best!", she replied, her body still quivered with post-orgasmic tremors. Her rubbery legs had collapsed beneath her, but Tina's body remained in position supported completely by the table. John continued to move his ever-hard cock back and forth in the sloppy warmth of his mother's pink-lipped cunt, keeping the fires of desire burning within her.
Catrina first talked to Kim and mouse over the phone to each other. about this and that and then she said, "Kim!? Tom and I was wondering if maybe you and Mike would be free Friday night to come over and have a steak dinner with us?" Kim was silent for a few seconds as her heart raced in her chest because she knew that this little get together with Tom and Catrina was just the opening shots that would lead both of their families to get together for a full blown incest orgy.
LOVE AND THE FAMILY WAY I've been reading and enjoying your magazine for years. Recently, a trend in some of the letters makes me more willing to tell you about myself and the life I've led. This is a story about my mother, my wife, my two sisters, my daughter, and me. What makes it different is that I'm talking about a total of three people.
Tina opened the door to find her older brother standing on the front doorstep, surrounded by a pile of suitcases. "Ray!", she beamed affectionately, "Hi! How are you?" "Fine, Tina! Real fine!" smiled Ray, giving his sister a big friendly hug. He lifted her bodily off the ground, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her strongly against his powerful, muscular body. Tina marvelled at the strength of her brother's grip. He had always been the athletic type, and the way he held her fragile body tightly against his muscular frame, sent familiar little shivers up and down her spine.
One Friday evening shortly after Lisa's seventeenth birthday her mother and dad were sitting in the living room after she went to her room to watch TV. When Lisa left the room her dad, Chuck put one of his adult movies in the VCR and began to watch it with Debbie, his wife. He began to get horny watching the sexual action on the screen, and started to play around with his wife, Debbie. Although she usually got very turned on by his caresses, tonight she wasn't feeling very well. She asked him to stop, and when he continued trying to feel her up, she got up and went to the kitchen to take some aspirin. She told him she didn't feel well and that she was going to bed.
Still watching through the narrow opening, Debbie saw Lisa's thighs spread wide apart as Chuck's tongue slid up and down her slit. That talented tongue had explored Debbie's pussy many times, and she knew how it was making Lisa feel. Hearing Lisa gasping and moaning from Chuck's attentions increased Debbie's enjoyment. She gave up all ideas of raising a fuss, and settled down to taking care of the feelings building deep in her own pussy. She slid one hand down the front of her panties and slid her finger between her hot, juicy cunt lips.
The sound of dad's car leaving woke Lisa Saturday morning. She recalled that he had mentioned having to work this Saturday. As she lay thinking about the excitement of the previous night when her dad was fucking her while mother watched and played with herself. Her thoughts began to excite her pussy, and she could feel her gravy begin to flow. Her hand drifted down over her flat tummy and began to idly caress her pussy through her panties. A few minutes of playing with her pussy and thinking of how her mother had gone wild from watching the night before gave Lisa an idea for some more fun.
Rolling Lisa to the side, Debbie flipped over on the bed until her head rested on Lisa's thigh. Her daughter's juicy young pussy excited her very much. Grasping the cheeks of Lisa's ass she pulled her closer until her open mouth pressed against her pussy. Her tongue darted between the slippery lips and tasted Lisa's honey. Excited by the feeling of her mother's tongue in her pussy, Lisa pulled her mother's cunt to her own mouth. Her nose pressed into the neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair on Debbie's mound as her tongue licked all over the naked lips and up the slit between them.
Lisa's pussy hadn't stopped tingling from her mother's touches as she started to dress. She stepped into a pair of her panties and was surprised how good it felt when she pulled them up tight against her crotch. Since last night, it seemed that every thing she did made her feel sexy. "My pussy's still not satisfied." Lisa thought as she rubbed her cunt through the silky material of her panties. "It loves all the attention it has been getting, and it wants to be played with all the time."
Pleased and excited by Cindy's response, Lisa stepped back and removed her panties. She also slid Cindy's panties off. She took Cindy's arm and guided her down to the floor stretching her out on the carpet. Cindy's legs were spread apart and Lisa got a full view of her slippery, excited pussy. The lips were so swollen they held her pussy open like a pink rose. Lisa stepped forward straddling her waist and lowered herself until her knees were on either side of Cindy's body and her pussy was close to her face.
When their spasms subsided, and they were lying on the floor hugging each other Cindy remembered and whispered "Billy came home, and he was in the hall rubbing his cock and watching us do each other. I think he has gone to his room to play with his cock." "Do you think he might tell?" Lisa asked. "If I go to his room and catch him beating off, he won't dare to squeal." She said as she rose and headed for the hall.
Billy was still breathing hard, and his head lay on his sister's thigh. He occasionally flicked his tongue over her swollen clit as he regained his breath. He watched the girls licking his cock and then pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Lisa was still stroking his cock to keep it hard, and he heard her whisper to Cindy "I want to fuck him." He heard his sister reply quickly, "He's my brother, and we're the virgins here. I think my pussy should be the first to feel my brother's cock."
When Lisa got home, her mother was not back yet. She turned on the television for company and settled into an easy chair to think about the fun she had with Cindy and Billy. It wasn't long before she heard the door and saw her mother walk into the living room. Debbie was just returning from her appointment, so she was still wearing the silky red mini-dress she had put on this morning.
The alarm radio switched on at 6.30 and the soft music gently drew Jane from her sleep. She woke to find her husband Tony still sound asleep beside her. Not surprising after the athletic performance he managed the night before. He had driven her to new hights of extacy with his imaginative love making. Jane was still feeling very high. She gently drew back the covers to reveal Tony lying naked beside her. His prick partially erect laying across his hairy stomach. Jane bent over and took him into her mouth and started to suck his prick to life. He was fully erect before he woke.
Here I am, 17 years of age, a year before I am on my own with no I idea of what I am going to do. Mom says college, but, there is no way that would be possible financially. She says that she has raised me and my younger sister alone and that she would finish the job. My sister Sue, 16, is herself reaching her point of maturity. As her brother I never did think she was all that hot, but lately looking more closely I am seeing things that I never realized about her before.
My parents, David and Cathy, are pretty cool. They are young, good looking, and they have incredible bodies. My mom is 38, and she has the body of a 20-year old. Her 39D breasts curve nicely into her flat stomach and her round ass is nice and hard. She has blond hair and a nice tan. My dad is 39, and he also works out. Frequently, my parents go to our private gym together, and lock the door. Several hours later, they come back, covered in sweat. But anyways, my dad is said to have a ten inch cock, but I have not seen it since I was five, so I don't remember.
Johnny reached for a towel as he stepped out of the shower and began to dry his hair. Suddenly, he heard a noise from the ensuite and realized that he wasn't alone in the large bathroom. Poking his head around the connecting doorway, Johnny saw his mother standing in front of the dressing table with her back to him, brushing her hair. She was wearing one of the shortest, sheerest gowns the young boy had ever seen, and it showed off her exquisite figure to an extent he had never imagined possible. It was black and silky, and so damn short that it hardly covered her tempting behind.
I broke into their home early this morning. Surprised them as they woke. Now I have them all, in the basement, tied to the wall with their hands over their heads. mommy and her four kids. Dad's dead. Saw it in the obits. That's why I came. Out here to the country. Nearest home miles away. With my guns, of course. Mom. 32 years old. Had her first kid at 18. A drop-dead redhead. Slender. Large firm breasts, slim waist, well rounded hips.
"Well, I hope he's not planning on staying forever!" Fran said, her lips pursing in a half-pout. The attractive 29 year old housewife was looking in her dressing table mirror, brushing her hair before going to bed. Her long blonde curls shone magnificently. Fran was proud that she had kept her looks and her figure so well since her erstwhile career as a model in New York. She hadn't modeled for very long, but she had been popular and all the photographers as well as the agency she'd been with had assured her that she had a splendid future in the business.
Kevin and I were totally busted. There I was, sitting on his fat cock, my hips bucking up and down on him, and Daddy walked into the room. Kevin tried to get me off him, but I was having such a good time I just squeezed my little 18 year old pussy harder on his dick and kept riding. I looked over at Daddy and said, "Hi, Daddy!" and laughed. I thought my big brother would have a heart attack! Since he didn't know that I was already my daddy's favorite sex toy, I guess that's understandable.
It was a hot summer day in school, and we got an early release due to the incredible heat. The minute the bell rang I took off and rode my bycicle home light speed. The minute I got home, I opened the door and heard Punchy, my dog, running and barking towards me. I walked into my room, took my shoes and socks off, and turned the fan on maximum. While caressing Punchy, I whistled once, to Jadie, my second dog. I then heard her barking next door, from inside Beth's room, my Incredibly pest big sister, who probably wouldn't let Jadie out.
The very next day Tom Richardson called up Mike and asked him if had any plans for the upcoming weekend. Mike thought to himself for a second or two and said, "No not really why?" Tom replied and said, "Since summer is just around the corner I was going to go out to the lake and clean up and get the house boat ready for the summer and I thought maybe you might like to help me out, besides we can get away from the wives for a while and enjoy some beer and fishing."
pair of father and daughters started to sexually please one another. Suzie Simpson was totally nude as was her father and Suzie was going down on her dad. He was standing up in on the sandy beach and she was kneeling before him, Mike saw them in profile. He watched in shear pleasure as she slowly started to bob her head up and down along the length of her father's short but thick cock.
breasts completely and clearly through her white shirt and looked down at her crotch and stared at the junction and wondered what it would look like now totally wet and soaked. He cock was now once again growing in his tight blue jean cut offs and he really like this. It was almost like taking a shower with his own mom, with just the exceptions, that they still had their clothes still on or at least very little at that.
every girl and woman around the world loves to have her nipples suck on slowly at first "and thenfelt up, slowly and gently and then harder and harder Nick was wide eyed at hearing this from his own mother and it kind of excited him. At the same time, it scared him, because he could feel the unmistakable feeling he was getting in his crotch area and his cock which was now soft was begin to grow under the towel.
Kristy smiled and she leaned into him, while they were under the warm relaxing spray of the shower and she replied, "OH!!! She is just a living doll!!! You would be really impressed, she is still young and all, but still. Her body is so fine and smooth and soft and she is just beginning to blossom into a beautiful young girl. She just has nipple buds that are just beginning to stick out from her small flat chest and she is still bare and baby smooth on her young little pussy.
to nod off when he heard someone on the boat behind him. He kind of jumped up and spun around and their standing before him was Tami (Tom's oldest daughter of 16) Tami looked at Mike and laughed and then said, "Sorry Mike, I didn't mean to scare you half to death." You could tell from her mischievous eyes and the way they shined in the warm afternoon sunlight that she was indeed pleased to scare Mike and make him jump.
Nancy walked into the bathroom and she turned on the bathroom light and my naked body with it's hard on and precome leaking from my cock head was clearly visible to her staring eyes. I noticed that she was looking at me more than I wanted her to and I started to walk off to my bedroom and went through and closed the door.
I began to touch my daughter's sex, I was actually touching her pussy, her bare virgin slit. I began to run my finger up and down slowly along her slit from top to bottom and back up again. I was actually feeling my own daughters pussy like all of the pussies I have ever felt up to get them wet and ready for the fucking that would soon take place. I slid my finger in between her slit deeper and actually separated her next to nothing pussy lips. I started at the bottom and I was rewarded with a slight bit of moisture and slickness.
Nancy and she is still in the same pose. I turn back towards her and I say, "Do you know about all of this?" She just smiled and said, "Open it Daddy!" I walk over to the bed and sit down and begin to open the envelope. Inside was another computer typed letter addressed to me. It read: Things must be going pretty good so far if you are reading this letter. I found your pictures of You and Kristy.
As we enjoyed our kiss and I could taste the flavor and essence of my own come I placed my hands gently on her face and used my thumbs to remove the streaks of come that was still clinging to the side of her face. Nancy broke our french kiss and took hold of each of my hands and proceeded to lick and suck my thumbs and fingers clean of the come I had collected from the sides of her face and she did this in a way that was quit the turn on.
Mike came back into the room and called out that breakfast is now being severed. Kim and Nancy were still asleep, but the smell of the french toast, bacon and coffee woke them up and all three of them ate breakfast in bed together. Kim was really please at the thoughtfulness of Mike to do this for them and they all enjoy a tasty hot breakfast in bed totally nude.
and lay out on the exam table. She did as she was told and she rested her head on the cheap pillow and stretched out. Tom walked around on the other side of the table so that Kim was directly across from him. He then place his hand just above Nancy pubic mound and held the paper garment in place and then folded it once again back and down.
We never thought we would be telling anyone about our love, but we finally decided to let the world in on our little secret. It started about a year ago and has continued through the school year. In fact, almost everyone thinks we're married, instead of brother and sister. We'll tell our own stories so you can understand how it all started...
Last May, John, Frank, and I went to North Carolina to open our cottage for the summer. John is my half-brother and Frank is my younger brother, but we opened more than the cottage. It was a long drive, and we spent the rest of the afternoon sweeping and cleaning and unboarding the windows. By suppertime I was covered with dirt and cobwebs, so I told the boys that I was going down to the lake for a swim, to clean off while they made supper.
I was born and raised on a farm just south of Atlanta. Our farmhouse is one of the old style homes with a porch running around three sides of the first floor. I used to climb out on the porch roof and run around to the old apple tree on the side of the house when I wanted to get out without my parents seeing me. One night when I was sneaking out to go with some friends I passed by my younger sister's window and noticed that her shade wasn't pulled all the way down.
We never thought we would be telling anyone about our love, but we finally decided to let the world in on our little secret. It started about a year ago and has continued through the school year. In fact, almost everyone thinks we're married, instead of brother and sister. We'll tell our own stories so you can understand how it all started... HIS STORY: I thought I knew my sister, having grown up with her and having spent so many hours together.
HIS STORY: I thought I knew my sister, having grown up with her and having spent so many hours together. I have always considered her beautiful, along with all other males who have laid eyes on her. She's got a beautiful baby face with pouting lips and long blond hair and has developed a fantastic and sexy figure in the last year or so.
I will be a senior at the University of Georgia this fall, and because I'm an only daughter, my parents let me take this summer (my last) off without having to work. I've been staying with them and simply relaxing. One weekend, my parents and another couple left for a four-day trip together and the couple asked me to take care of their fourteen year old twins.
My wife's seventeen-year-old niece, Sue, was staying with us this summer. It was a pleasure to watch her walk around the house and pool, because she was really built and liked to wear tight-fitting halters on her 36-C breasts and short shorts that molded to her 35 inch ass. Her bikini suits were as skimpy as my wife would allow, and I could often see blond cunt hairs poking out from the legs of her pants. Her clothes looked as if they were molded to her body, nicely outlining her tits and cunt.
Last May, John, Frank, and I went to North Carolina to open our cottage for the summer. John is my half-brother and Frank is my younger brother, but we opened more than the cottage. It was a long drive, and we spent the rest of the afternoon sweeping and cleaning and unboarding the windows. By suppertime I was covered with dirt and cobwebs, so I told the boys that I was going down to the lake for a swim, to clean off while they made supper.
I was born and raised on a farm just south of Atlanta. Our farmhouse is one of the old style homes with a porch running around three sides of the first floor. I used to climb out on the porch roof and run around to the old apple tree on the side of the house when I wanted to get out without my parents seeing me. One night when I was sneaking out to go with some friends I passed by my younger sister's window and noticed that her shade wasn't pulled all the way down.
This is a true story about my family, so no flames if it doesn't win any awards. If you don't like oral sex, incest, or group sex, then READ NO FURTHER. Okay, now for the fun! My parents, David and Cathy, are pretty cool. They are young, good looking, and they have incredible bodies. My mom is 38, and she has the body of a 20-year old. Her 39D breasts curve nicely into her flat stomach and her round ass is nice and hard. She has blond hair and a nice tan.
It was a smoggy, overcast day, and that partially accounted for it being so quiet, though it was the beginning of Christmas vacation. Whatever the reason, Donna Howell was just glad that the day had been so quiet, and she hurried to switch off the lights in her classroom before the usual last minute gossip wandered in, keeping her from leaving on time. It happened often during the school term and ordinarily the attractive blonde teacher didn't mind in the least, as she wasn't happy about going home to an empty house.
I began feeling horny as the plane I was on brought me closer to home. I'd been gone four weeks and that was a long time to be away from my beautiful, sexy, sixteen-year-old sister Tina. Thinking about her had turned my prick into a bar of solid steel that pushed the front of my pants way out in front. The cute young stewardess noticed it and gave me an admiring smile. I knew the sight of my bulge had caused her pussy to start steaming and she wanted me to make a date with her, so she could take me someplace after we landed, take down her panties, haul out my big fat cock and ride it like a cowgirl at a rodeo.
house anymore ... it's such a colossal bore, if you know what I mean. Besides, Mom could care less where I am!" She heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, and not knowing whether Rick had heard her or not, decided to remain silently until he came out. After a few seconds, he reappeared, a tall, lanky boy, big for his age, wearing his terry wrap-around. MaryAnn tried to keep from looking toward her brother's groin, but she was curious to see if he was still big down there.
It was one of those fantastically languid moments. The intensity of the orgasm left my mind blank, spent. My whole body was weak as I lay on the couch, afraid that I might just flow off it into a puddle on the floor. I open my eyes and see Nina's back, lightly tanned, and the twin, creamy firm orbs of her paler buttocks, mechanically, automatically, rising and falling over my softening cock. My wife is still milking the last out of her intensely powerful orgasm.. but I am spent.
I come from a family that really believes in tradition, as do most natives on our isolated artic island. One tradition is that a girl loses her virginity on her 20th birthday. And her own loving father is the man who takes her maidenhood. Another tradition is that a young man's first piece of pussy comes on his 20th birthday when he puts his stiff prick into his mother's vagina.
As I entered her room, I looked at my daughter. She was 5' 9" tall, and about 120#. Long blonde hair and green eyes, she'd had quite a few boyfriends as she was growing up. At 38-24-35, I knew I had to be kidding myself if I thought she was still a virgin. She turned away from the mirror, standing in front of me naked and asked what I wanted. I told her we needed to talk. As I sat down on the bed, she pulled an old tshirt on and sat down.
My son watched me get undressed and my daughter started to do the same thing. My son came over and helped me as my daughter went over to her father. She climbed up on the couch and straddled his hips and said "I've wanted to feel you fuck me for a long time now, Daddy." He groaned and squeezed her breasts as she sild his cock into her pussy. When she got to the bottem and was all full with his cock, she started to slid her pussy up and down his cock as she kissed him. My son meanwhile had laid me back on the floor and placed the head of his cock against the opening to my pussy.
When she rolled off of me I saw my husband kneeling in front of our son looking at his cock which was at half mast. "I've never done this before, but after feeling your mouth around my cock earlier this evening, I want to suck your cock now.", my husband said. With that he leaned forward and took our sons cock into his mouth and started to suck it. "That's it Dad! Suck my cock! I love the feel of your mouth around my cock. Do you want to drink your sons cum? Do you want to feel my cum in your mouth, Dad?", my son asked.
Virginia Hightower was giving her teenaged son a good look at her pussy, and getting really turned on in the process. She had always been an exhibitionist and had been thinking a great deal about exposing herself to the youth, but this was the first time she had actually done it. Her husband and daughter had both gone out and Virginia was alone in the house with Jimmy.
The spring sunshine fell warmly through the open window onto the naked torso of the tall full-breasted redhead who was stretching and yawning her voluptuously proportioned breasts as she breathed in deep, and her long red wavy hair spreading out across the pillow like a heavy fan. Mrs. Georgia Rogers stretched as she awoke, blinking slightly at the fresh morning sunlight.
Every year my wife's family has a big cookout and reunion. About 80 of her brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles and cousins and nieces and nephews show up for the festivities. West Virginians are a clannish sort and this annual shindig is a family tradition. Another long-held tradition is that any family member can fuck any other family member.
Joe and Betty Williams had a "normal" family, to all intents and purposes. There were the usual occasional arguments over petty things, which quickly got forgot- ten, but theirs was a loving family, mostly doing the normal things that fami- lies in the suburbs do.
Curled next to him on the couch reading some new novel, a teen romance from the school library. Her appetite for them seems insatiable to him as he peers sidelong at her over the top of his reading glasses, pretending to read the paper as he stares possessively at her long tanned legs, so smooth and brown, stretching sideways away from his body, out from under one of his t-shirts that she has adopted as a nightgown; he smiles as he watches her, lost in her book,
It was quite a shock to my system to find my sister naked in the living room. I almost fainted, so quickly did the blood rush from my head into my dick. For speed of tumescence, naked siblings are tops. Of course, my appearance had the opposite effect on her. As her gaze met mine, her hands, which had been between her legs, flew to cover her breasts. Her legs, which had been splayed wide, snapped shut so hard her knees bounced. And her color, which had been a sexy red flush, turned a ghostly pale.
After calling out to me in the shower, Mom proceeded to Karen's room. She knew something was up as soon as she walked in. She smelled S-E-X in the air, and Karen was wrapped up in her robe again, holding it tight around her and looking guilty as hell huddled in the corner of her bed. "Karen, what's going on in here?" she asked, stepping in and shutting the door behind her.
The morning after the night before.... The night before, Karen blew me, I ate her out and Mom got home right before we fucked. The night before, I slept while Mom gave Karen a lesson in dildo love and Sappho sucking. The morning after, I woke up with my usual hard-on. I approached it in the usual way, kicking off the covers and starting to jack off. Shortly thereafter, Karen slipped into the room and out of her robe. I had been hoping that would happen.
Jennifer Armstrong stretched the entire length of her young full body across the open coverlets of the large double bed, spreading her arms over the pillow and touching her hands lightly to the headboard behind. She yawned and smiled softly, turning her pretty face to the half-drawn blinds: a stream of morning sunlight shone through, crossing the lush mohair carpet and describing a dancing arc of brilliancy on the young woman's firm smoothly curving thighs.
The summer that Keith turned 13 was the most exciting of his life. His parents were wealthy jet-setters, who had been much too busy with their own life to be very involved in his and his younger sister, Regina's, upbringing, a job that had fallen to a series of nannies, maids, and various other household staff in the several homes that his parents maintained around the United States as well as Europe. Keith had never known any other life, so it did not seem unusual when his parents sent Regina and him to live for a summer with his Uncle and Aunt who managed a popular lakeside resort hotel in the Midwest.
My Uncle Donny came to visit us today. He's Mummy's younger brother, and he brought his daughter Judy with him. She's thirteen and bigger than me, she has lovely long black hair and nice high pointy titties that made her T shirt poke out in front of her. Daddy gave her a great big kiss and she held onto him real close and said he was her favourite uncle and he said he was her favourite niece and patted her on her bum.
I dodged around the corner of the house and ducked underneath some bushes. My heart was going a mile a minute, and for a good reason. The car that just drove by had been a cop, just like I thought. If they saw a mysterious figure dressed all in black sneaking around a house they would have had a field day. Juvenile or not, I would have been porked big-time.
We have just entered a spacious, warm bedroom, with a large, cast iron bed in the center. The floor is thickly carpeted, and there is a blazing fire in the fireplace opposite the foot of the bed. The lights are dim, and there are scented candles burning throughout the room. The scent of your perfume, mixed with the scent of the candles burning, the dancing shadows formed from the fires glow, and the heady essence of our excitement are intoxicating.
Eleven year old Ginny and eight year old Pam pulled me by the hands across the thick, grassy meadow that was strewn with wildflowers. We ascended a hillock and then sat in the lush grass beside a tangle of flowering bushes. It was late Spring and I was in Eden. The girls nuzzled me and I breathed in the scent of their youth. I took off Ginny's halter and carressed her small breasts. Pam undressed entirely and snuggled close. As I was licking Pam's flat chest, I heard, "Hi." I looked up and saw a beautiful thirteen year old boy.
If there's any nasty thing a girl can do it's in this story. Our heroine is a young farm girl mad for sex. She gets it, and is punished for it by a variety of people including mom and dad. This may be the only story ever to appear on a.s.s. in which a girl is gang raped by a pack of dogs...and loves it.
Screwing the dogs got to be a habit with me for a while. They fucked me good and I didn't have to worry about getting pregnant or catching anything worse than fleas. I also didn't have to worry about them blabbing to anyone in town or school about me. After I clipped their nails, I didn't have to worry about getting scratched all over either. I didn't neglect my dildos during this time of course.
I didn't even notice when Tony let go of my wrists, but suddenly he was there between my legs. I just lay there helplessly, letting him do as he wanted, too exhausted by the ordeal with his father to offer any resistance. He slid his cock up and down along the lips of my now cum covered cunt. He grinned nastily at me from between my legs and then grunted as he pushed forward, driving his meaty cock inside me, shooting it past my tired cunt lips and up into my belly.
My head hung down, my sweaty hair hanging damply across my sweating face in a tangled mass. I looked down at my rounded breasts protruding from my thin ribcage. Sweat beaded out on them now, and all down the smooth white flatness of my belly and across my hips. I could feel drops sliding down into my light pussy hair. The crop whistled through the air again and again. Now it brought only a shallow grunt from my lips.
Thats the way we went on for a while. After that second attack, it was just like the first. For the first couple of days he wouldn't be able to look at me when I was around, then he would start watching me, staring at my ass and tits whenever we were near each other. In another week he was squeezing and grabbing me as he walked by. Then he would have to fuck me again.
I fell asleep soon after that. My body was drained with fatigue and complex emotions. I woke to the snorting and pawing of the dogs around me. It was still dark, and I had no way of knowing how late or early it might be. There were no lights on in the house across the yard. I turned in the darkness to see the dog's nuzzling me insistently. I wondered at first if they expected me to feed them or something.
I hung there for long minutes, mewling and sobbing in pain, making strange little sounds, and trying to somehow bring my cunt that last tiny bit of the way to an orgasm so I could have some relief from the burning, pulsing heat. My mother finally became annoyed enough about it to do something. A few seconds manipulation of my clitty would have shot me into orbit. Instead she brought out a thick leather belt.
Subtlety would be of no use whatsoever. I just stopped short, grabbed her arm, and pulled her against me face to face. Her head looked up from the ground, like a startled doe. She tried to back away, but my arms slid around her and pulled her tight.
Her full name was Melinda Kay Burch, but they all called her Mink. Her step-father had begun calling her that when she had been caught trying to shoplift a mink coat from a store in a nearby city. Mink had been caught on several occasions trying to pull similar stunts and had been in and out of reform schools since the age of eleven. Mink's mother did everything she knew to do for her, but there was a wild streak in her that it seemed impossible to tame.
Smiling at his young step-daughter as she walked across the room, Jim could tell immediately that the evening had been a disappointment to her. He had seen that look on her face before, usually after dates with Chuck. He looked up and down her attractive body, assuming correctly from the wrinkled nature of her dress that there had at least been some rather exciting foreplay.
Riding had always seemed to me to be a very erotic experience. The repeated thumping of the hard saddle against my crotch stimulated my clit and my imagination. With my legs spread wide apart across the thick body of Max, my stallion, I could close my eyes and imagine the hips of a gorgeous blonde adonis crashing into me. I had a small, but really well developed body, which made grown men look twice and get that look on their face, the one that meant `Boy I'd like to Fuck her!'
A little over two and a half months ago my brother-in-law, Frank Crawford got himself killed in a tractor accident on his farm leaving my younger sister all by herself to raise there four kids, plus also leaving her with one on the way, which she only found out after he was already dead and burried a good month.
BRRRING! The school bell jolted me out of my reverie. This was it! The last day of grade eleven was over. Now I had two months of blissful summer vacation to look forward to. No more books, no more studying. Just two months of lovely laziness.
Not until my husband's death did I understand the meaning of the word lonely. For 20 years, I built my life around him. His death, along with that of one of our sons in a car crash almost destroyed my world. I was 38 years old and thought my life was over. If it hadn't been for my oldest boy, Jeff Junior, I don't that I would've survived.
Tony wasn’t looking forward to the weekend, or the week that followed come to that. His wife Jo had gone to visit her mother and she would be away that long, leaving him with all the housework, cooking and running his daughter to school and all the activities that she busied herself with.
Mark Gordon stretched back into the seat, basking in the morning sun as it streamed through the bay window into his bedroom. He yawned sleepily, almost dozing in the sun, then he stretched out lazily. The sun glistened in his dark brown hair, reflecting off and intensifying the reddish highlights. He turned back to look as his friend Adrian who lounged comfortably on the bed.
Faye came to live with me three years ago, and she changed my life forever. I hadn't seen her since she was a little girl, but when her parents died suddenly in a boating accident, I found out that I was listed as primary guardian in their will. I vaguely remembered my brother asking me if I would do it, but didn't really think anything would happen to him or Sally, his wife, so I said yes.
Mary felt the man beside her stir. She snuggled up to her husband, and put her arm around him. She giggled to herself as she felt him moving his hips back and forth. The man was having a wet dream again. Still snickering to herself, she reached around him and grabbed his erect penis, and started jacking him off. She thought to herself. "I'll make him cum, and he'll think he's fucking some young chick."
When Saturday morning arrived, Kathy got after me to help her. "Uh oh," I thought to myself. "More screens to put up or dog shit to be cleaned off the lawn." "Okay, honey," I reluctantly agreed, "what is it this time? If it's about that screen on the kitchen window I already told you that I was going to ---"
Then almost shyly "That is if you want to." If he wanted to! His mind almost screamed. He had never wanted anything so much in his life. "We'll have to be careful" he temporized. "We will. Now come here big brother, and show me how much you want me." Jeremy reached for his sister as she reached for him. There was a sudden commotion, and they both ended up in a breathless heap on the bed.
permanent stud-in-waiting, that the hoorah started to die down. It seemed that his nonchalance, and willingness to put up with her promiscuous ways kept her coming back, as she had never done for any of the other boys. Billy knew that one man would never be enough for the sex-obsessed teenager, and was happy that she preferred him as her primary source of satisfaction.
Father's Daughter Chapter 10 "I don't think Mike's going to be able to wait, Suzy," Arlene informed her niece; observing the obvious excitement of her little boy. "You'd better. . . Oh Shit! Catch it! It'll get all over the car." Mary's suspicions were proved correct, more rapidly that even she had expected. Mike began spouting white greasy ropes of thick sticky cum all over his cousin's sexy little belly. "Oh Shit!" he echoed Mary's words.
I'm all messy down there. At least let me wipe it up!" Uncon- sciously, the child was pushing her lover's head farther into her creaming little slit, as her actions belied her words. George didn't mind lapping the cum out of the girl's slit. Especially, as there would be less to compete with his, he thought.
Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with a thin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women in his left hand and his K-Y jelly-lubricated erection in his right. As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexy brunette with medium sized breasts he slid his jelly-slick hand slowly up and down his hard penis while trying to imagine what it would be like to have this woman sitting live across from him watching him jacking off instead of just staring back at him lifelessly from a piece of paper.
Vi hade haft fest hemma, och gick och plockade ihop tallri- kar och annat. Efterhand ”vergick vi till att h†ngla lite sm†tt, och jag m„rkte att vi b†da var lite sm†k†ta. Inom kort drog Anna kl„nningen ”ver huvudet, och drog av sig tro- sorna. Nu stod hon i bara BH och strumpor med strumpeband.
It wasn't long before the lust started to rise and our cocks returned to their familiar stiff condition. I wanted to see Beth getting her pussy reamed by her brother Rich's long stiff prick and Tim wanted to fuck my Mom's hot cunt never having had an older woman and much less a friends mother. Rob was ready to go and I could tell her wanted to fuck Sue's hot cunt. I looked over to Geriann and motioned her over to me telling her we should make it a double header incest fuck.
I was sitting around talking with two of my best friends and our girlfriends and the subject came up about some of our past group sex experiences. I know that it was not very discreet to discuss this in front of our girls but once we got started we couldn't seem to stop. When we were in high school the most important thing in life was getting laid. After we had, the most important thing was getting our buddies laid.
Bill locked the front door, wondering how he and his family had ever reached this point. He had truly loved his wife and children once, years ago, back when the girls were young and innocent, back when his wife respected him.
My name is Terry and I'm thirty-three years old. Not exactly in my prime anymore, but I lift weights for at least an hour every day so I've got a pretty good body. I'm told I look something like Jean- Claude whatsisface, the martial arts star, though I'm not quite as muscular nor as handsome. Still, I'm in fine shape for my age and I feel even better. I have more energy now that when I was sixteen.
was a little girl. It's a special beauty secret!" I don't know who wrote these scripts, but they were truly odd. "Okay, Lori. Time for a rinse." With that, Val stood up and rinsed Lori's hair off with a bladder full of piss. Lori shrieked with joy as Valerie emptied her bladder onto my 14 year old niece. Timmy and Rich joined soon after, first pissing, and then pouring two cans of beer onto their sister as she rubbed it all over her budding body.
her daddy and jack him off. Luiz, not wanting to be identified, I guess, pulls his shirt up over the front of his face while Mimi expertly pulls him off. As he gets closer to spurting, Mimi's hand begins moving faster and faster, causing Luiz' fat stomach to start shaking like a bowl of Jello. It's truly and odd sight; this sweet little girl jacking off a fat slob with his shirt pulled up over his face.
ability to deep throat, so it was never a question when he was the one. Timmy and his mom, Lauren, were so close in style that it was always a challenge. This particular morning I guessed it was Lauren. I figured she was "thanking me" for the good fuck I had given her in front of Timmy in the hot tub the night before.
It was too early to go to bed and too late to get dressed and go out, assuming she could think of somewhere she wanted to go, so Lynn Langley found herself wandering aimlessly through the house in her nightdress half-heartedly tidying up the living room and wondering if she could get some money out of her husband, Matt, for some new curtains.
Charlotte Dayton's beautifully sculptured face turned into a scowl as her car coughed again, sputtered, and died. "Damn it!" She looked at the gas gauge for the tenth time. It registered the same three quarters of a tank. She pumped the pedal and turned the key in the ignition. The motor whined and refused to start.
I was 15 when I first set foot inside the halls of Dennison High School. Fifteen--the time at which the cruel joke which mother nature plays on adolescents is at its maximum effect, namely sexual urge and hormone production! It was driving me crazy. In the morning before I'd go off to school I'd have to relieve myself in the shower.
FireFly ceased to be just a corporation when my Tarot cards scattered across the floor. Fate or destiny is not something I strongly believe in, but in this case, I'd make an exception. Some things in the universe are bound to happen, and sometimes there is only one way they can be accomplished. FireFly was that way. -Biography of a Generation by Amber Jenkins "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, WE HAVE CLEARED THE EXOSPHERE." Chani looked at Julie when they heard distant cheering. "What?" Julie finally said.
The fire feels so good! There is no other light in the room, except the flickering orange glow cast by the flames. The heat penetrates my fur and makes my skin tingle. So pleasurable. Feels so good... I roll over onto my back, eyes half-closed. Almost without conscious thought my hands stray between my legs. As my fingers lightly brush the fur on my balls I twitch. The motion sends a wave of pleasure racing up my spine.
I thought that the evening was over when you said you weren't interested in dancing or drinking but there was a glimmer of hope when you asked me to stop at the liquor store for a minute. I waited patiently as you entered the store and returned with something in a brown paper bag. You smiled at me and said "drive to the woods." I now knew that something was going to happen and felt that familiar feeling between my loins.
he first time i had sex was with my sister at age 13. She was 18 at the time. Our parents had gone out and i was watching T.V., while Debbie was upstairs doing her homework. I wanted to go to the store to get a choclate bar, so i went upstairs to see if Deb wanted anything. When i opened her door she was naked on the bed with a dildo in her hole. I immediately said sorry and closed the door, feeling embarrassed. Debbie on the other hand wasn't, and called me back into the room to see if i wanted to watch. I said yes of course being that i had never seen a naked pussy before.
My fiancee and I were lying on the couch with the dog (bear a golden lab 5yrs old) on the floor. She was leaving in a few days for overseas, and we were both feeling a bit horny. Well, I knew I was and sort of got the hint when she put my hand on her tit. I slid my hand up her shirt and started to play with her tits and gently pulled on her nipples (which she loves).
I was 18 years old, and it was a glorious summer day. I decided it was time to hit the beach and work on my tan. I phoned my boyfriend, and told him where I was going, and he said he would meet me at our usual spot. It took me about 20 minutes to make it through the traffic to the shore drive. As I drove along, I could see the crowds already gathered and it took me a little longer than normal to find a parking spot.
My afternoon client had called to let me know that he was sick and would not be able to make our meeting. Disappointed, I went home early to catch up on a little paper work on the old home computer. I climbed the stairs and was walking past my oldest daughters room when a soft noise caught my interest. The door was slightly ajar so I peeked in.
My husband would probably kill me if he saw this file. It's a good thing I know how to use the 'file shredder' utility. After I upload it, I'll make sure there's no evidence of it here. I'll also change or leave out just enough that he can't recognize me in the story if he ever reads this on the net. I just had a funny thought about how many of you guys might wonder if this is your wife's story of her first sexual contact. Have you shared the internet with her? Even in passing? Hmmmm! This is going to be fun! I think you'll see why I can't just tell him (or you, if you're him) about it.
My name is Terry and I’m thirty-three years old. Not exactly in my prime anymore, but I lift weights for at least an hour every day so I’ve got a pretty good body. I’m told I look something like Jean-Claude whatsisface, the martial arts star, though I’m not quite as muscular nor as handsome. Still, I’m in fine shape for my age and I feel even better. I have more energy now that when I was sixteen.
I was probably like any other fifteen year old when I was growing up, seemingly always having to fight off a hard-on. Maybe it was hormones, maybe it was because I was still a virgin, but my almost daily jack-off sessions didn't seem to help much. I still wanted to experience the feeling of my dick actually plunging into some beautiful young girl's tight, wet cunt. Hell, she didn't even have to be all that beautiful!
My fiancee and I were lying on the couch with the dog (bear a golden lab 5yrs old) on the floor. She was leaving in a few days for overseas, and we were both feeling a bit horny. Well, I knew I was and sort of got the hint when she put my hand on her tit. I slid my hand up her shirt and started to play with her tits and gently pulled on her nipples (which she loves). I slid my hand down her pants, into her panties and began to rub her clit gently and slowly in circles. Courtney started to moan which got the dog's attention, so we moved into the bedroom. I began to take off her clothes, helped her on the bed, and took off my clothes.
When I was twelve years old, my sex life began. My sister recalls that I was then a very beautiful boy. My limbs and tummy still had some baby fat, giving me the appearance of softness and lickability. My face was cherubic. Our parents had gone out of town for the weekend, leaving my fifteen year old sister to look after me. The first night we were alone my sister Lisa came into my bedroom and got into bed with me. It was a warm night and I was lying on top of the sheets with just jockey shorts on, almost asleep. She was naked when she lay next to me on the bed.
The first time was with Ginger, and I still feel a little guilty about that. I'm a married woman, but throughout the five years of my marriage I have had to have sex with other women from time to time. I just couldn't keep my sanity without it. I remember when it happened. Don was at work and Ginger was over at my house. We'd been making love most of the morning. I had just met Ginger, a tall, lovely blonde, at the supermarket two weeks before this, and we were still at that stage when you just can't get enough of each other's bodies.
We had planned a fishing trip and camp out for the first week after school closed. My wife, daughter, and son had also invited Tammy=B9s little friend Ashley. Ashley was a neighbor who lived a few doors down the block. For a few days we had all excitedly prepared for the trip. The day before we were to leave, our son Jack came down with a virus and it looked like the trip was going to have to be cancelled.
It all started quite innocently. For years our daughter, Wendy, would come over to our room on a Saturday morning and climb into bed with us and play games. She would bounce on the bed if we were pretending to sleep, or she would play "tickle monster". By the time she was 12 years old and starting to develop she would not come into our room as often.
Yesterday was a red letter day at my house. As always, Mom was waiting for me when got home from school; but this time she was hornier than usual. "About time," she sighed with relief as I walked in the door. She started to shrug out of her housedress. "The others won't be home for a while. I've had a tough day. Let's fuck."
Jane and I had been getting together for a few months and by now I had met more than a few of Jane's friends and her Niece Kim' hot classmates. I was getting layed almost every night and the weekends were one long orgy. Last Saturday I spent at Jane's having been there from Friday night and enjoyed fucking Jane, Kim and her two girl friends from school Donna and Diane.
There is nothing better in this world than the feeling you get from knocking up your mother. Unless of course it's knocking up your daughter. I got a girl pregnant when I was still in high school. We got married and five months later we had a little girl. But, a year later she split, leaving our daughter with me. Well together we had barely been making it; without a second income things started to fall apart.
"Oh yeah. Fuck me hard and deep like that," I moaned joyously as I humped up from beneath Calvin to meet his wonderful thrusting. His big beautiful cock filled me and thrilled me. "I love the way you're doing me. Keep that up and I'll be juicing all over you in a minute."
Jack glanced at his mother-in-law's legs . . . again. He tried to stop himself, but it was too late. His eyes were already roaming her curvaceous thighs as they slid deliciously out of the tan hiking shorts she wore. "Damn," he cursed himself, pressing his lips together, "I promised myself I wouldn't look again . . . she's going think I'm weird. But she's such a good lookin' old broad . . . ."
Barbara looked up at the young blonde as she walked down the airplane's aisle, carefully checking seat numbers. She looked frightened and excited at the same time. Big blue eyes tried to take in everything at once as her gaze darted across the cabin. Reaching the empty seat next to Barbara, she checked the seat number again and then smiled nervously as she sat down. Barbara guessed her to be about 19 or 20, probably her first time away from home.
We never thought we would be telling anyone about our love, but we finally decided to let the world in on our little secret. It started about a year ago and has continued through the school year. In fact, almost everyone thinks we're married, instead of brother and sister. We'll tell our own stories so you can understand how it all started...
HIS STORY: I thought I knew my sister, having grown up with her and having spent so many hours together. I have always considered her beautiful, along with all other males who have laid eyes on her. She's got a beautiful baby face with pouting lips and long blond hair and has developed a fantastic and sexy figure in the last year or so.
Dear Sirs: This is a true story and I thought you readers would be interested. I thought the shit was really going to hit the fan the afternoon my mom came home early from work and found me and my sister, Sue, in bed. We usually got home from high school and had enough time for a good, quick fuck before mom got home from work, but somehow she got home earlier than usual.
I guess when I think about it my cousin Jordan and I always had a openly sexual relationship, even long before we ever got involved in our incest. When we were kids, like 6 and 7 we would take baths together. I can remember showing her my Dick and her letting me touch her Cunt. No one ever though anything of it, we were kids growing up together in a small, tight family so who cared if we played together. Took baths together and occasionally touched each other. We were babies.
Yesterday was a red letter day at my house. As always, Mom was waiting for me when got home from school -- but this time she was hornier than usual. "About time," she sighed with relief as I walked in the door. She started to shrug out of her housedress. "The others won't be home for a while. I've had a tough day. Let's fuck."
My wife Sue and I from time to time experiment with erotic fantasies, and an encounter which happened last week though not one of o= ur fantasies was just as exciting. Sue arrived home from her part time job as an aerobic instructor at the local gym, to informed me that we were to have visitors on t= he coming weekend. Well is it going to be a secret who they are going to be, I said. Marie and her new boy friend, she replied.
"Come on, honey," Laura whispered into Don's ear, tugging at his arm. Don gave a little embarrassed laugh, largely for the benefit of the children who were sitting directly across from them. He and Laura had just returned from ten days honeymoon in Mexico, and somehow, he wanted to reassure the children ... Laura's children really, that he'd be a good father to them. He wasn't quite sure how to go about the whole thing, but he was determined to try.
after ... would you like that?" MaryAnn looked sideways at her stepfather. He really wasn't bad, she thought ... and a movie would be fun ... she knew just the one she wanted to see! She was prepared to enjoy herself. Something about her newly acquired womanly status made her feel very sure of herself, very superior. Now she really knew what it was all about, and her sweet young genitals reminded her almost constantly of their most recent plunder by sending little sparkles shooting through her from time to time.
I come from a normal family. At least, I think we're pretty normal anyway. I know some people might disagree, and that's okay. We're poorer than most. Even poorer than most in the little pissant town in Georgia where we live. But, we love each other, and we get along, and we look out for each other, and I think that ought to count for a lot. That all really doesn't have much to do with my story, but I felt like I had to say it up front. Now, I'd like to tell you about our vacation this past summer and what happened on it.
I gladly accepted my uncle and aunt's invitation when they won a trip for four to Europe. Uncle Marcus, Aunt Barbara and my cousin Sara need a fourth family member, and since I was out of school for the summer, I jumped at the chance to spend 3 weeks in Europe. My folks didn't seem overjoyed at the prospect; Aunt Barbara had always been the black sheep of Mom's family, for reasons they never made plain to me.
It had been a long day. One of the kids in the house had stuck something in his arm, and we'd had to make sure he'd live before we could throw him out. Then, about the time most folks were settling down to dinner and the tube, an irate parent showed up, and was almost stupid enough to do it when I said "If you don't like it, call the police." As Boris held the Polaroid where Momma could see it, I snarled "Or you want me to make the call for you?"
Hi. My name is Chandra, I'm sixteen. And yes, I'm considered pretty, sort of the All-American girl, healthy and trim, athletic, a cheerleader. I know it's corny, and I know what you're thinking: 'Oh wow, not another one of those blue-eyed blondes!" And it's true I was named Chandra for the Sanskrit meaning: Moon, moonlike... Or as my mother often quoted Shelly, "That orbed maiden with white fire laden..." At least I didn't inherit her stigma from having been named after 'Princess Grace', since I'd heard her called 'The Ice Princess' behind her back.
This was the first time Nick had seen his friend Jeff in three years. Jeff had gone off to school and Nick moved down to Florida. When he came home for a visit this Christmas he decided he would drive the three hours to Camden to see Jeff. On the trip there he thought about how Jeff had changed, he'd graduated, moved in with some woman, and settled down. He couldn't ever imagine Jeff settling for one woman.
Casey was elated as she dumped her luggage beside her bunk. After hearing about life in the marines all her life, she was finally going to be a part of it. She looked down the long row of bunk beds in the narrow barracks. Unlike normal trainees, she and half a dozen other young women were being brought into a platoon sized group that had already been in training for several weeks.
I was still in a fog over what happen for the next several days. It was almost as if it was a dream, or even a nightmare. I let my roommate's lesbian girlfriend, Nancy, actually take my virginity. For a long time, I avoided talking to my roommate much, and stayed out late to try and forget about what took place. Karen and I didn't have a lot of common interests anyway.
On my way back from the doctors I stopped in at Floance's. She was a friend of the family. We met her when we used to live in the apartment building. She was babysitting three kids, two were in school, the other was at the apartment with her own two, Adam, and Alison, 5 and 6, Contney was 5, she was the same age as Alison. Florance and I talked about different things.
Suzy had managed to escape from the house while her parents were in an arguement. Suzy lived in a rural community and liked to walk on mountain paths whenever she had nothing to do or when her parents were argueing. They disapproved of their 11 year old walking alone in the forest but she still managed to get out now and then. There hadn't been much to do after her younger brother had been hauled away to her aunts house by her unsympathetic parents.
After I slide up behind you and stop you from typing by kissing your ear and blowing kisses into it, I would pull you up and tug you down the hall with me to the bathroom. We would sneak in and I would turn on the shower...they're small, so we'll be cramped, but it'll be fun. I would stand you in the stall with me, and slowly undo the buttons on your shirt, untuck it, and slide it off of your body.
Ken and Don had never been left alone in the house longer than an overnight but when their Uncle Jess died in Chicago, their mom left for three days to handle final arrangements. It all happened very fast and the best their mom could do was arrange for the neighbor to look in on them. Kenny was 13 at the time and pretty mature for his age. He had passed puberty and was showing interest in girls, neighborhood football and all the other image things that junior high boys are concerned with.
Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with a thin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women in his left hand and his K-Y jelly-lubricated erection in his right. As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexy brunette with medium sized breasts he slid his jelly-slick hand slowly up and down his hard penis while trying to imagine what it would be like to have this woman sitting live across from him watching him jacking off instead of just staring back at him lifelessly from a piece of paper.
"...ot kidding you Cissy. His cock's at least ten inches long and real thick too. I had trouble getting it in my mouth at first. And when he came! God, it was like a firehose shooting off down my throat. I swallowed a bunch, but ended up getting a faceful before he was done." Frankie paused for a second, then said, "Yeah, it tasted great! Kinda salty, but sweet too, ya know? It was alot better than Steve's, and there was alot more of it too!
"relax...it will feel so good" My thumb slipped in and Kelly went crazy "oh my god...oh...that feels so good...oh..oh" My cock pumping into her cunt and my thumbs slowlsy moving in and out of her ass. I increased my pace in both holes, her pussy soaking my cock with her juices. Kelly fell flat on her belly, I took my cock out of her pussy, drawing some of her juices up towards her ass and pressed my dick aginst her asshole.
It was another night that had led us to bed in frustration; tired from the day's events, irritated with the children, co-workers, life in general, and eventually beginning to take it out on one another. He led the way upstairs and I followed in a sullen mood. The bedroom was dark save the light in the vanity area by the sink. I went there and stood in front of the mirror, looking at my weary reflection. I couldn't help but smile when I looked down and saw Fred sitting there, erect and still glistening with droplets of water as I had washed him earlier when I had found him a bit dusty, laying in his little bed beside ours.
The door slammed and Frida hurried to lock it since her mother left for her evening job. It was five o'clock and her bigger sister Malin wouldn't be back until ten. That meant that Frida had 5 hours alone. Or at least four. She'd decided to stop at nine since she didn't want to get caught by her sister. She started to warm up. She did ballet so she knew the importance of warming up your muscles.
Even though Mink was sorry she and Jim had to throttle back on the sex meter she was glad her Mom was home and she ran out to the driveway as she heard the car drive up. Jim too was happy to see his wife and was hoping they could all get started in the new life he had planned soon. "Mom, your home all right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mink hugged Anne tightly.
Stevie and I were best friends growing up. We were pals, but one of the main reasons I hung out with him so much was because of his mother, Margie. Margie was 26 years older than I was, but I was in love with her from the day I first met her. She was tall - about 5’7 - with long, slender sexy legs. Her hair was always bleached blond, kept fairly short and always perfect. She had beautiful green eyes and those wonderful tits! Ah, those wonderful tits!
I strained against the ropes holding me to the headboard and tried to see through the bandana blocking my vision. No avail. I can hear him chuckling in the room -- somewhere -- and wonder what he has in store for me. In spite of what my mind says and my struggles, by body is reacting differently; I can feel my clit throbbing and my pussy getting wet.
Erick pulled he young maid down with him into the tall willowy grass of the sand dune. He'd carried her far enough away so that he knew they would not be disturbed, and the fact that she had come with him made him know that he could do what he wanted with her. Not that he hadn't really known that all along. There were few maids who cared to resist him for one reason or another, and the reason was usually that he knew just how to get to them.
Erick read the printed schedule groggily. His brother's valet, Frank, doubled as his own when he stayed out at the country house, and the older man woke him early, reminding him that the entire family had to be up early that morning. Usually Erick made his own time, but this time, he remembered that he was expected to be on hand during the 2 day excursion to Cederton.
"I'll take care of it for you, Ron." Arlene took the list of delegates from Ron Cassidy's desk and headed outside to her own office. She enjoyed being Ron's assistant, and she was good at her job, she knew. It was much more rewarding to work for the middle brother of the Cassidy family than it would have been acting as her cousin Sylvie's assistant.
I needed to ask Cindy a favor. Cindy is my next door neighbor and I knew I could catch her as soon as she got home from work. I went over soon after I heard her car door. She invited me in when I rang and I stepped into her front hall. Another woman was there with her. She was a little shorter than Cindy and I, with dark hair and a slight build, almost waif-like.
They say, that first-times are the most exciting, and that you always remember your first time. Well, I still remember the first time that Daddy fucked me. I was about 12 years old, and I had woken up in the night feeling cold. My big sister was gone, so I went looking for her, I knew that my older sister sometimes got up in the night, and sometimes didn't come back for hours.
First, a little introduction. I'm a school teacher at a girls academy for nine months out of the year. In June I trade the Oxford shirts, rep ties and dockers for tee shirts, cutoffs and sandals. I pack my truck and a u-haul trailer and head for the beach, where a summer job and a comfortable condo are always available. I tend bar in a small waterside cafe that is frequented by well heeled tourists and the more sophisticated locals.
I arrived at work early the next day, tired but expectant. I'd thought Anna might have plans for a special wake-up, but she just lay asleep on the bed until I left--so difficult to leave a naked sleeping woman on the bed! But as I ran water into the coffeemaker in my office, I patted the package in my jacket pocket and smiled. I couldn't wait to see Laura's eyes when she pulled the red ribbon off the box and opened the lid. My cock twinged and a flush of anticipation ran through my chest.
As I drove home, all I could think about was sinking my cock into Laura's tight twat, watching my flesh slip through her bush and come back out glistening. My secretary had worn a white cotton summer dress which did little to hide her lacy push-up bra and high-cut French panties, and my hard-on had raged all day. I locked my door and jerked off during lunch, but sprang back to attention as soon as Laura came back from her break.
She was so hot. I just loved to look at her as she left her apartment. No matter when or for what reason she look very sexy. She had the kind of body that just screamed 'fuck me'. And that is what I wanted to do. She was kind of short but had those perfect legs that gave the illusion of going on for ever. She had that long, thick hair that was just perfect to nuzzle in too. I watched her everyday, and I knew her habits. On weekdays morning she dressed in a short dress type suit.
Stephanie Tanner crept stealthily down the dark hallway toward her father's room. The pretty 12 year-old had awakened in the middle of the night to find her bedroom empty and strange noises echoing through the quiet house. Kimmy Gibbler had been spending the night, and now both her and D J were gone, and little Stephanie found herself alone and frightened in her dark, spooky room. The panicked child had gotten out of her warm bed dressed in only her short, cotton nightshirt, and gone searching for the missing girls.
Ken was nervous as he stood at the back of the chapel. He'd been to other funerals, but this one would be different. The chapel wasn't full, but it was well filled as the soothing music ended and Bob Fuller walked up to the casket. "Ladies and gentlemen," Bob began, using the lid of the closed coffin as a lectern of sorts. The low murmer of conversation ceased.
Let me tell you about my family and you be the judge as to whether we're average or maybe a little far out. To outsiders, there's nothing unusual about us. There's Mom and Dad, me and my three sisters. The older two girls are actually my step-sisters. They come from Dad's two previous marriages.
It all started one saturday afternoon when I came inside after mowing the lawn. Mom jumped me from behind the door and started tickling me without mercy. "Gottcha!!" she squealed and proceded to corner me against a wall. I started to giggle and tried fighting off mom's fingers from their torture.
I was 41 when I met Nicki and Amy Williams. I can t tell you which one I met first. They were identical. Both were 5 foot 3, about 125 pounds. Both had dark brown hair styled in a medium length athletic-looking cut. Their eyes were wide and brown, framed nicely by thick unplucked brows and dark, healthy lashes. Their cheek and jaw lines were rather high and squared, hinting at some Plains Native heritage.
Lisa Meyers was standing in front of the full length mirror looking at her nude body and thinking that she looked pretty good for being thirty-nine. She had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready to start packing for their family vacation when her sensual curves had caught her eye. Her long, light-brown hair framed a pretty face that had only the first signs of lines around the eyes and mouth.
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