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I am a painfully private person. It is so hard for me to open up and share things with others, especially pictures of me in a personal nature. He had been after me for a few months now trying to loosen me up. I resisted a lot at first but he broke down my walls slowly but surely. Then he told me how much he liked a woman in boy shorts. I promised him I would go shopping and buy some for him. Well it took a while for me to go for several very good reasons but I hadn’t gone yet. We were chatting on my birthday, and he asked me again when I was going shopping. I knew for what without asking. I said maybe next weekend, not really meaning it, when he dared Ataşehir Escort me. He dared me to go shopping and to masturbate in the dressing room. To take a lot of pictures of myself but only for me. He wanted me to seduce myself, to enter the dressing room with a bundle of things to try on. He wanted me to slowly undress while I watched myself in the full length mirror. I admit the thought made me tingle thinking about it and I agreed to do it before I realized I had done so. There I was at my favorite Victoria’s Secret, gathering up various things that I knew would look amazing on me but I could never share with Ataşehir Escort Bayan anyone but my husband before. Today I was going to share me with…me. A very beautiful sales clerk led me to a dressing room and she told me to take my time. If only she knew. Maybe she did. I peeled off my business slacks and pull over top. I stood there in my navy blue bra and matching thong. She was standing there mimicking every move I made. Her alabaster skin matched mine perfectly. Her ample bosom was what drew men’s attention and quite often women’s too. She reached behind and unclasped her bra letting her soft creamy Escort Ataşehir breasts free. She hefted them in her hands rubbing them softly. Her mouth formed the same oh that mine did. Her freshly waxed pussy was getting moist already. She slipped a hand inside her panties and deftly slipped a finger inside her love tunnel. She had many years’ experience and knew just where to touch herself for the ultimate pleasure. She quickly peeled off her panties and stepped into the sheer red baby doll nightie she had picked out for him. She pulled out her cell and snapped a quick picture. Her creamy white skin looked fantastic against the crimson material. Her cleavage was also prominently displayed just as she knew it would. I swirled around and so did she. She let her hand slip down and part her smooth lips exposing the entrance she wanted filled. She slipped three fingers inside her fingering herself just like she always did but this time she had an audience.

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Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
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It was Wednesday morning and Robert and Samantha had an early start to their day. Samantha packed Robert’s overnight bag for him whilst he showered and shaved for work. Samantha zipped up the bag just as Robert finished in the bathroom, towel around his waist and came up from behind her to put his arms around her waist. “What a wonderful evening last night, I am sure going to miss you tonight …!” he whispered to her and Samantha smiled at the recognition. “It’s only one night sweetheart; I will call you before you call it a night,” Samantha whispered back to him, tilting her head back and resting it on his shoulder. Robert kissed Samantha’s neck and walked over to their dressing room to get ready for work whilst Samantha went to shower. Samantha met Robert downstairs in the kitchen to join him for their ritual morning coffee together. They did not have time to chat this morning as they usually did, over everything and nothing, as Robert had to be at the airport in forty minutes. He finished his coffee, placed his coffee mug in the sink and went over to Samantha still sitting at the kitchen table. Pulling her up towards him, he Anadolu Yakası Escort hugged her and kissed her passionately. “Now don’t go and miss me too much!” he said as he released her from his embrace and turned around and walked out of the kitchen towards the front door. “I don’t think I will have time to!” she replied as Robert walked out the door. Samantha left soon afterwards and headed for work. The day was a slow, easy work day and, as Samantha had no urgent work to get out, she decided to join Heather, one of her colleagues, for a lunch that was long overdue. After lunch, the pair of them decided to meet at the local pub after work for a few drinks, as it was not often that Robert was out of town for the night. Anyway, Samantha was not too keen to rush off to an empty home. It was just after five when Heather met Samantha downstairs at reception and they decided to walk to the local pub, as it was only a block away from their office. They enjoyed their walk, chatted, and giggled along the way like two mischievous school girls. Wednesday nights were one of the busier nights Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan at the local and it was already quite full when they arrived. As they edged their way to the bar counter, Samantha could hear a familiar voice call out to them. It was Tim from the office. “Over here, come and join us!” he beckoned to them. They both eased their way across the room to where Tim and the others were sitting, thankful that there were seats for them. They both said their hellos and sat down to join them as Tim asked, “What would the two of you like to drink?” Both decided on a dry white wine, so Tim went up to the bar counter and ordered them a bottle to share. It was just after nine when Samantha noticed the time and, realizing that it was getting late, said her farewells and that she would see them all the next morning. Heather did not join Samantha, as she wanted to stay and have fun with the guys, so Samantha left and walked back up the block to her car and left for home. Arriving home, Samantha kicked off her shoes, poured herself a nightcap and went upstairs. Sipping Escort Anadolu Yakası her drink as she made her way to the bed, she wondered what Robert was up to. Eventually, standing in only her blouse, skirt and underwear, she decided to call him as she had promised him earlier that morning. She dialed his number and whilst she waited for him to answer, started to unbutton her blouse. “Hello, my darling,” Robert answered, “I wondered when you were going to call.” “What are you up to?” Samantha responded. “Pleased to hear from me?” “Nothing much, just lying on the bed going over some notes from our meeting today, and yes …very pleased to hear that sexy voice of yours again.” Samantha placed her cellphone next to her on her pillow and pressed the speaker button so that her hands were free. “I was reminiscing over the last few nights with you and so wanted to have sex with you. I wish it were you were lying next to me right now, your fingers unbuttoning my blouse and not mine.” Samantha purred. “My blouse has slid open revealing my white lacy brassiere, which I am now unclipping. Please tell me what to do next?” Robert liked where this was going and responded; “Mmmm …. I want your hands to caress your breasts and at the same time tease your nipples … can you feel them harden? I do so love that feeling when they become aroused, as it arouses me, which is happening right now.” “Oh, my darling, I can feel myself becoming aroused from my toes up to my pleasure land.

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She dumps her bag on the ground as she walks in the door from a long day at work. With a sigh, she pours herself a big glass of white wine from the stock in the fridge, and takes a gulp. Walking through to the bedroom, she rests the glass carefully on her dresser. Looking in the mirror, she starts to slowly undress herself, feeling the weight of the day peel off her as her clothes do. She can see that her breasts sit high in her balconette bra, her nipples almost visible under the soft lace framing the mounds of her chest. The matching g-string sits perfectly on her tanned skin, showing her toned ass as her reflection turns in the mirror. She smiles at herself, watching her pink lips reveal her white teeth, and she picks up her glass to take another sip. Turning around, she logs on to her laptop and jumps onto her bed. Clicking onto Lush, she finds an email from you. She smiles, her heart starting to beat slightly faster. It’s been a few days since you’ve been able to chat. Seeing the subject line reading as “All for Mel”, she is intrigued. She clicks on to the email, and leans back in her chair, ready to read your words. “Before you read further baby, I need you to promise me, you’ll do as I say. Say Ümraniye Escort it out loud, promise me.” Smiling, she raises her hand, and says to no one, “I promise, I will do as your words say,” and continues reading. “Ok, start with laying on your back. Place your feet on the bed so your knees are in the air. Push your knees away slightly to open your legs up. I need you to take your dildo in your hand, and run the tip from your knee.” At these words, she reaches for the drawer next to her bed, and pulls out her 8 inch vibrating dildo. Turning back to her laptop, she continues reading. “I want you to trace the tip down your inner thigh, to that sweet mound. You know how much I love that, right? Circle the dildo around your pussy, but quickly – we’ll get back to that later, ok sweets? Run it up the other thigh, and let it rest for a moment. Now, run it up over your stomach, towards those perfect tits, and slide it over your nipple.” She moans at the touch of the cool tip on her warm skin, and her nipples rise in hard mounds to meet the dildo as it runs across first one, and then the other. She lets it rest for a moment, before reading on. “I know how much your Ümraniye Escort Bayan nipples love attention, so I bet you liked that, didn’t you? You need to keep on moving though, ok baby? Slide the dildo up to your mouth, and lick it. I want you to flick your tongue over it. Can you feel my tongue meeting yours to kiss you? I miss kissing those perfect soft lips of yours.” She closes her eyes at this, remembering their previous encounters, and at how alive she felt when their tongues touched. She feels her pussy start to ache at the thought, and she can only think about how much she wishes you were here. Remembering the purpose of the email, her eyes flick back to the screen. “Run your toy back down between your breasts, and then circle your pussy with it. I can feel how wet you are for me already, aren’t you gorgeous? Start to make those circles smaller and smaller. Tease yourself. Now, let it rest on your clit. I want you to sit up slightly and look at it. Can you see my tongue there? Return my gaze, I want you to look into my eyes and my tongue licks your sweet bump.” At these words, her breath quickens. Her body is aching for your touch. Your words are Escort Ümraniye awakening feelings in her that she has missed with you, due to your hectic work schedule. “I know how much you miss this, because I miss it too. Let’s step it up a notch, ok? I ant you to turn the dildo on, just to the medium setting.” She reaches down for the toy and flicks the switch, the vibrations jittering against her clit and making her squirm instantly. “Now baby, write my name on your clit with the end of the dildo. That feels even better now that it’s on, doesn’t it? Slide it down over your pussy lips, but don’t go in – just run it up and down. Let the vibrations spread through you. Return to your clit, and spread your legs wider. Slide your toy back down to your pussy. I’m going to let you dip it in, nice and gentle, and slowly, ok? Not too far though! Just the head. Now, tell me, how does this feel?” At these words, she moans loudly. “This feels so fucking good honey,” she whispers. “Now, pump it gently in and out of your hole a few times. I want you to taste your juices. Spin your tongue around the dildo, let it vibrate in your mouth. Place your lips over it, and pretend it’s my cock. Remember how much you love sucking my cock? Suck this gently now. I want a photo of you, sucking a dildo, so I can imagine you are sucking my cock.” At these words, she laughs. Knowing these are just words, even though you have written them for her, she ignores this part to continue reading. “Done it? Ok, slide your hand down your body.

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Thanks to S for inspiration. As I slide the shower door closed behind me I feel the first needle-like jets of hot water brush my back. I turn into the water, closing my eyes and lifting my face up towards the source. Already the steam is building up in the bathroom and I fill my lungs with the warmth. It seems a shame to be washing her scent from my face; I can taste her in my mouth, still smell her delicate musk in my nostrils from where I buried my face in her, drinking her in. It hadn’t been licking or sucking so much as gorging. I had feasted upon her, a confusion of lips, tongue, mouth and face devouring her like a starving animal, drinking her in as she first wriggled and ultimately ground herself into me, her climax loud and profound. And I had stayed there as long as she Pendik Escort had been able to stand my gentle caresses as she recovered, gasping for breaths of my own and bathing in her sweet juices. Dear Lord I love to make her cum like that. As I lather the shampoo through my hair and rinse I can feel my cock twitch, provoked by my memories of the night before. I had left her curled up and purring softly; she had barely stirred as I silently slid from our bed. I had stolen a look back at her slumbering form, half concealed by the soft white sheet. She had looked so peaceful I had closed the bathroom door so as not to disturb her rest; she was going to need it as I had plans for that lithe little body of hers that would involve exertion. I am hardening Pendik Escort Bayan significantly, I notice, as I picked up the soap and start to lather my torso and legs. The bubbles feel soothing, and as I start to wash between my legs, my smooth-shaved balls and my stiffening cock I enjoy the sensation of the slippery lubricant between hand and flesh. I “wash” my cock more vigorously than is necessary for simple hygiene…if anyone saw me they would know I was masturbating! It feels so good. I turn away from the water and continue to soap my cock and balls, both hands stroking and caressing. I wonder idly why I don’t just go to her – I know she will be only too happy to take care of me…but I keep stroking anyway. My right hand grips my balls and I Escort Pendik roll them gently in my palm, enjoying the slippery soapy sensation. My left grasps my shaft firmly, long strokes from base to tip, back and forth. I stretch the foreskin to an uncomfortable tightness as my hand strokes back, then my fist slides tightly over the swollen purple head. Back and forth. Squeezing and stroking, soapy and slippery. Images play in my mind of her sensuous body, her bewitching eyes, her lustrous hair, her full breasts. Back and forth. Her mouth. Back and forth. Her tight pussy. Back and forth. Back and forth. Long moments must have passed unnoticed. My heart is pounding, my breath growing shorter. The hot water continues to flood over me. An image of her gorgeous ass causes an involuntary quickening. Back and forth. I lean back against the wall and for a moment my eyes half open. My heart almost stops and I freeze. She is standing in the doorway. Her long dark mane is tousled, half over her face and a strand is in her mouth. She is biting her lip, her firm tits heaving.

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It’s a busy weekday morning in the office, but nothing I can’t handle. Lists dwindle as the ‘things to do’ get dispatched. A nice, uneventful day so far. While I’m figuring out which item gets next priority, my tummy does a crazy flip. It’s done that intermittently for the past three days so I know damn well it’s not the mango I had with breakfast. I motor through another item on the agenda. Done.For some reason, a racing pulse has decided to keep the tummy flip company. I know only too well what it means. Another item. Done.Well, since things are going so smoothly, I’ll just take a peek.No. Don’t do it. Go to the next item.Another. Done.My hand starts to shake. I stabilize it over the mouse. On autopilot, it opens another browser and removes the adult content filter. The racing Kadıköy Escort pulse is getting worse. Hello, my name is Jai and I’m a Lush addict. I swear my ears are ringing.Nope, not signing in. Just seeing if a certain hotly anticipated story made it to the home page. Not mine, but someone else’s. He was cool enough to send a teaser during the weekend. Probably still in mods, with the busy queue of late, but it’s been three days now not that I’m counting or anything silly like that. Don’t even know the title. None was given but, duh, we know who submitted and how it begins.Oh, what a beginning it was too. What a brusque, punchy narrative. It made my heart thump, and regions south twitch, at first sight. I couldn’t wait to follow over whatever Kadıköy Escort Bayan twisted trail it was leading, and find out how quickly it would get my panties off.The phone rings and I jump three feet. Thank goodness, saved by the bell. It’s just a routine question, asked and answered. Done.It’s a sign. Keep your mind where it belongs. Another on the list. Done. Keep it up, you’re doing fine.But you have to know. Take a peek. One little look?I click back into the forbidden browser. It’s not the first story, nor the second. Scrolling down a bit…Whoa…There! It’s there!Okay, now you know it’s up and you’ll have something to read after work.Oh, who are you kidding! You know you have to read it now!I steal a nervous glance at the Escort Kadıköy closed door. Sure it locks, but I can’t risk it. So I’m reading, eyes tracking sentences like lighthouse beacons, heart banging like a loose shutter in hurricane season, and already the locks on the Panama Canal are failing. All the familiar tingles and throbs are at high frequency and multiplied exponentially by the forceful, dare I say, borderline aggressive, vibe radiating from the narrator. Who is this man? Where did his stream of consciousness come from and how did it darken and lengthen so alluringly until its tendrils insinuated every orifice? Really, I want to ask, where did Sir One Liner go and what have you done with him?Who is he taunting and then pleasuring at such a perfect tempo? Definitely not me, but why am I wishing it is?Wow, I silently mouth as the story concludes. Bravissimo. I log in to leave an approving comment. Awesome read, great job, all that stuff. Want to write proud of you but, nahh. Want to write how it’s going to make me do some very naughty things after work but, nahh.Fine.

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I’m sitting here all hard and wanting to get off. I go to the hamper and pull out my wife’s dirty panties. I love to smell her scent, when she’s not around. I know that must seem strange to you, but there’s nothing better than smelling rank and fragrant pussy juice on one’s panties. I go to our bedroom and I just keep her panties under my nose. I’m sniffing her delicious smell. I move my hands up and down my seven inch cock. “Oh God, her cunt smells like heaven on earth. I love her sweet smelling pussy.” I’m now holding and caressing my balls as I sniff and now taste at her wet panties. “Oh Shit, they smell and taste so fucking good. I’m so fucking hard.” I’m jerking my cock harder and faster and sniffing at these really fragrant panties. I wrap her panties around my cock and work my hand faster over my dick. “Oh fuck! Here it comes.” I blew my load in the cotton crotch of her panties. I took a little taste of my come on her damp panties. After I do that, I clean myself up. I’m not sure what to do with my time because she’s not around right now. I decide to go to the computer and surf around on the Internet. I log in and then look at a little porn. It didn’t take me very long to work up another erection, while I looked at these beautiful women having sex with other beautiful women. I’m getting excited again and pull and tug on my cock. Watching these two women kiss is incredibly hot and sexy. They’re really hot blonde’s with perfect breasts and shaved pussies. They’re both now feeling the other’s breasts and have moved their heads down to suckle on each other’s nipples. “Fuck, it’s so fucking hot. I love to watch beautiful women make love to each Bostancı Escort other.” Now the women are sharing deep and passionate kisses. The one blonde gets comfortable on the bed and then the other one spreads her legs and dives right into her beautiful pussy. She licks her pussy like an ice cream cone. Long and luxurious licks up and down her beautiful cunt. She’s now lightly chewing on her pussy lips and the woman getting her cunt eaten is moaning and groaning and bucking into the other women’s face. She’s moaning and screaming as her lover licks her cunt. “Oh fuck, this is so fucking hot. My cock is really hard now.” Now the one girl puts her fingers deep into the other’s pussy. The girl on the bed is squirming and bucking uncontrollably as her lover fingers her. She starts out with one finger, but now has several fingers up her beautiful cunt. Her legs are shaking and now the woman grabs her tits and starts rubbing her hands all over them. The girl on the bed grabs her other breast and starts pulling at her nipple. This is such a turn on and I’m completely aroused. I’m cupping my smooth balls and working my hand up and down over my cock. I grab my wife’s panties again and start smelling them. I’m so hard and excited watching this woman eating this hot blond’s pussy. I’m really jerking my hand faster and faster up my cock. Now the woman has four fingers up her sweet pussy and then the woman lets out a high pitched scream and starts to come. The other woman takes her fingers out and tastes them and then starts to drink her pussy with all the juices. It was so fucking hot. I work my cock faster and faster, but Bostancı Escort Bayan I’m not ready to come yet. I then put on another porno and watch a woman give a blow job to a guy. The guy has a huge dick. I think it must be nine inches long. The young woman is completely naked and she is kneeling in front of him. She slowly puts his cock down her throat. She bobs along his enormous cock. She’s holding and massaging his smooth balls, while she sucks, slurps, and gags on his huge prick. She’s making all these wet sucking noises as she blows this guy. The guy picks up her hair and starts to face fuck her really fast. She can barely keep up with him. The guy is pounding her mouth. “Oh fuck, this is really hot to watch.” I’m now stroking my cock faster and faster and rubbing and holding my balls. Some of my pre-cum is dripping off the head of my cock. I take a little taste of my pre-cum, which tastes pretty good. I continue to stoke my cock. I’m really turned on. I get up and go into our toy chest and pull out a vibrating anal plug. I get some lube out of the tube and rub it all around my ass. I turn it on and slide it up my asshole. I sit back down and continue stroking my cock and watching this tape of this slut sucking off this monster cock. Now the guy is pumping his big prick into the slut’s mouth. He’s pinching her enormous tits and she is fingering her sweet bald cunt, while he’s face fucking her mouth. She’s making all these slurping noises as he fucks her mouth. She’s gagging, but able to keep pace with him. My cock starts to dribble a little come, but I’m still not ready to come yet. I then bring Escort Bostancı up another porn that I would like to watch. This time I pick out a guy fucking this woman’s ass. She has one of those bubble butts. Really sweet looking ass cheeks. The guy has this lady bend over on the bed. She has her face down and her big ass up in the air. He spits on his huge cock and teases it up and down over her bald pussy and then switches to her ass. The woman is moaning and groaning and telling the guy to fuck her like a slut. Her guy is now smacking her ass and then tells her to spread her ass cheeks wide so he can fuck her. She does just that and the guy gently pushes his big cock right up the big ladies ass. She’s moaning and groaning, while he fucks her ass. Now he’s full length and in good rhythm fucking her ass deeper and deeper. He’s slapping her ass and calling her a dirty slut. She’s backing up into him, while he takes her hard. “This is so fucking hot. I’m definitely going to be coming with this shit. Oh God!” I’m smelling my wife’s panties and I’m loving her pussy perfume scent. I even took a lick of the come that I just blew in her panties. I’m jerking my cock so freaking fast. I’m watching this guy fuck this girl’s ass so fucking hard. Finally, the guy and the girl scream and he comes in her ass. I also come have an enormous orgasm and come in my hands. It was so fucking hot. As I’m cleaning up I hear my wife coming home. “Charlie, are you here? I really need some good loving. I had a really shit day at work.” My wife comes into the bedroom and she sees the porn on the computer and I’m just on our bed with my cock dripping with my come. “Have you just been beating off all freaking day? Is that all you do, while I’m out? I want to have sex are you able to get an erection after hours and hours of masturbation?” “You’re kidding right. I’ll be hard in just a few freaking minutes. Why don’t you strip and do a dance for me. You know I love watching you dance.

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This is my first story; I hope you like reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please feel free to comment, and please give constructive criticism. Thank you. Jane is a 16-year-old girl who is very confident with her body and knows how to mess with boys’ heads at school. She’s about 5’2″ tall and has well-shaped legs to complement her sexy, curvy body even at her age, a set of C cup tits and a nice round ass. Not bad for white girl! She has beautiful dark long hair that falls just past her shoulders, nice lips that are certainly awesome for kissing and beautiful green eyes that will melt a guy with one look. She’s still a virgin but she loves to flirt with boys whenever she gets the opportunity and loves to play with Maltepe Escort herself in the privacy of her bedroom. She’s quite a horny girl and is not afraid to experiment and explore herself sexually. She gets an amazing rush whenever she masturbates. So whenever she gets out of the shower, she tosses her towel on the floor and lays on her bed and likes to air dry so her nipples get nice and hard. She soon starts to rub her inner thighs so her pussy gets all wet. She starts with the index finger, just teasing her lips and soon she starts to get wet. She lets out a little sigh and takes a little deep breath as she starts to enjoy this. She continues to rub her pussy; this time her middle Maltepe Escort Bayan finger joins in the fun. She spreads her pussy lips and exposes her hardening clitoris. The soft air breeze tickles her clit and she loves it. With this she closes her eyes and smiles and giggles at the pleasure she’s getting. She starts to rub her pussy and clit slowly with both fingers and then speeds it up as she increases the pleasure. Now she starts to moan softly, biting her lower lip and licking her beautiful lips. In one swift move, she sticks a finger inside her and works her pussy for a bit, then puts in two and continues this for a while. She then rubs her clit with one hand, and squeezes her Escort Maltepe tit and pulls her nipple with the other hand. By now her moans have grown louder as she gets to close to her climax. She is loving the moment! She shakes and continues to rub on her clit until she gets a raging orgasm. She masturbates pretty much every day and it’s never boring moment. She loves to watch porn, and usually watches lesbian porn although she’s not lesbian — it’s just something that her turns her on. Seeing these hot girls fucking each other and doing all kinds of hot sexy things to each other gets her really wet and she can’t help it but to start rubbing her clit slowly and lightly. Sometime during this whole thing she’ll text my friend Stan. At 5’10” with nice abs on a really athletic 16-year-old body, he gets quite some attention from the girls and he enjoys it. He is a virgin and would love to get laid but he can’t because he’s scared of his parents and he needs to find the right girl who is willing to do it with him.

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Jill, my fantasy date from high school, and I had lost touch after Alexandra moved in with me.Alex had taken care of my carnal needs and I was busy as a business consultant with the company to which I had sold my intellectual properties. Jill was an afterthought until something happened that changed all that.A Ford Fusion was parked in front of my house without the driver leaving the car. There are no homes near me, so it was an unusual situation. I decided to investigate and find out what was going on. I walked over to talk with the driver. I was surprised to see it was Jill.She rolled down the window and gave me her electric smile. I tried to be upbeat and cheerful. “Jill! I wasn’t expecting you. It’s great to see you.””Hi, Hank. You didn’t call for a rain check on the house tour, so I came here to get a look at what you’ve done with Reynold’s place after all these years. Do you mind?””No, not at all. I just was afraid someone was casing the place. It made me a little nervous. I’m glad you came by. Come on in.””Are you sure? Can you spare the time?””Of course.”We took a short tour of the house although there was some incriminating evidence that I wasn’t living alone. Alex had left her robe in the bathroom with her name prominently embroidered on the front suggesting I had a roommate.”I didn’t know you were married, Hank,” she said.”Well, I’m not. An out-of-town friend has been visiting this week.” It was only a white lie since Alex lived in the next county. “Look, let’s get together here tomorrow night for dinner.””Oh, I’d love that, but tomorrow is girls’ night out,” Jill said. “A group of us get together once a month and do something special. This month we are giving our friend a bachelorette party. She’s getting married for the third time. I think she keeps getting married just for the wild parties we give. The last time was crazy. We hired a male stripper, and she did everything with him but have, well, you know.””I don’t know but I can imagine. Let’s make it another time.””Great. Send me an e-mail or text. I’m generally available but unfortunately, not tomorrow.”At that point, I felt the same rejection as in high school. It was time for me to forget the girl of my dreams. I didn’t forget about her but then, I didn’t contact her either. Alex and I had broken up, so I was ready to move forward in another direction. “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I took the one less traveled by.”That road led me to Paris and a culinary school called La Cuisine Paris. I had adequate knowledge of the French language since my dad, as a military attaché, fell in love with my mom, a French teenager. We lived in Paris until I was six. Besides teaching me French, Mom encouraged Anadolu Yakası Escort me to help in the kitchen giving me an interest in French cuisine. So, I had learned the basics of the French language and French cooking.I listed my house on Airbnb and hired a landscaping company to look after the garden. My thought was to be gone only a few months which was how long the cooking course was to last. I stayed a year.The Parisian way of life was a paradise for me. Danielle made it heaven. She was nineteen from Libourne, a town southwest of Paris. We met at school where I had sampled French pussy before hooking up with Danielle.Michelle in my chef’s class was first. We stayed late waiting for our pastry to bake. She was hot and not just from the oven. We both knew why we were there, and it wasn’t about baking croissants.Michelle leaned over the stove and pulled up her uniform dress and pulled down her panties. There was just enough time for me to undo my own uniform and quickly plunge my eight-inch injector into her lady locks, pumping with repeated bursts until she was filled with my creams. “Happiness is a good filling,” she giggled when we finished. I agreed. Unfortunately, the croissants came out burned but neither of us was disappointed.Audette was newly married and with her husband on an evening cruise along the Seine. They appeared inseparable but that was a cover for the truth. He was gay and rich, so it didn’t matter to her. Audette whispered in my ear as we watched the lights on the Eiffel Tower turn on in the distance, “Join me in room 153 at Hotel Eylsia for a drink,” as she put it. Each night I brought a bottle of wine for the three of us because her husband stayed in the room to watch. On the night before they returned home to Poland, Audette’s husband was there with his lover. After watching them get it on, it was our turn. Audette was as horny as ever. She even tried to seduce her husband’s partner with limited success. He reamed her ass while I banged into the hole next door.Gabrielle or Gabby ran a café near the chef’s school. I went there for a glass of wine each night after class before hooking up with her upstairs at the restaurant. Gabby was a thirty-seven-year-old pregnant single mom with two girls. Clara was eighteen with Asian features. Madeleine was sixteen and looked a lot like Diana Ross. That seemed to guarantee that the girls didn’t have the same father. With Gabby already showing a little bulge, I was happy I was not going to be the father of her fourth child.Anyway, Danielle was sexy with a funky sense of humor. I soon learned that French girls knew more about love than French kissing. She Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan liked to say getting me hard for bed was like baking baguettes: “let la pâte rise, touch gently with fingertips, roll to size, then put it in the oven.” Her oven was always hot and ready for another loaf. When she said, “Laissez nous faire le pain,” let’s bake bread, she didn’t mean in the kitchen. Our breadbasket was always full.We moved in together at Mme. Benoit’s boarding house on the Left Bank after my third month in Paris. Life was perfect until Danielle found a job in a two-star Michelin restaurant leaving me alone many nights. Eventually, I took a job at a family-owned tourist restaurant on a side street from the Champs-Elysees. As their cook, I learned things that La Cuisine Paris didn’t teach, like taking shortcuts to make the restaurant profitable.After a year away and like many expatriates, I began to long for my home in the United States, leaving Paris and Danielle with tears in our eyes. She wouldn’t leave France now that she had a good job and of course, her family was less than three hours away via TGV. I was heartbroken.Alex had written that her masters’ thesis had been accepted and she had taken a job in a state hundreds of miles away. I returned home to an empty house with no virgin, no courtesan, and a heavy heart. I was miserable for the next three weeks.The mayor called and said he was running for reelection and hoped he could count on my support. As a major contributor to Mayor Fitzgerald in the past, I was always invited to his private fundraisers. They were elegant parties for those of us supporting him with large donations. The best food and drink were hosted by the mayor’s beautiful wife, Claire. Claire Fitzgerald, a dozen years younger than her fifty-one old husband, was both beautiful and charming. The standard joke in town was that people were voting for Claire, not her husband. The party was my chance to get back into a social life that I had left behind over a year before.I knew almost everyone at the gathering and as usual, the food was catered by the best restaurant in town. Claire and the mayor worked the crowd greeting everyone with a warm smile and a firm handshake as politicians are known to do.It was a good evening reconnecting with friends. The Paris cooking school, but not Danielle, was beginning to fade from my memory. Life was finally returning to normal until Claire took me by the arm and guided me to the kitchen. “Hank, I need to talk with you privately. It’s an emergency. Tonight isn’t the best time. Can we meet for lunch this week?””Of course,” I said wondering what could be so urgent. Escort Anadolu Yakası “How about tomorrow at La Porte Verte, say twelve-thirty?””That will work, and lunch is on me.”I smiled at her and said, “Of course not. Maurice would be embarrassed if a woman paid for my lunch. So would I.”Maurice took us to my usual table overlooking the lake and brought two room-temperature flutes for the chilled Champagne. This time he was discreet and didn’t ask about chilling the glasses. The déjeuner du jour, lunch of the day, was chapon farci aux marrons. We touched glasses wishing for her husband’s successful campaign and enjoyed the meal.”So, Claire, what’s on your mind? You seemed upset last night. It couldn’t have been about the party. Everything was perfect.””It’s about the campaign, Hank. The person running against my husband is getting a lot of favorable press and strong financial support from her party.””Claire, you can count on my support.””I was hoping you would say that but under the circumstances, well, we’d like to do whatever it takes to get your help.””Who is the mayor running against, Claire?””Her name is Jill Stratford. She’s from here. People know her. They like her youthful exuberance, and she is beautiful. I think you might know her.””Yes, we went to high school together, but I don’t know her very well.””But you know her well enough to take her here. You don’t take just any woman to an elegant restaurant like La Porte Verte.” And she rested her hand firmly on my thigh. Claire got the rise she expected. The bulge in my lap was hard to disguise. “If there is anything you want or anything I can do to keep your support, don’t hesitate to ask,” and she moved her hand close but not quite touching my aroused cock.I took a deep breath realizing I was being seduced. I wasn’t sure how to respond. Maurice saved me by coming to our table to pour more wine and ask how we liked the chapon farci. Claire answered for both of us, “Merveilleuse, Maurice. Remercions le chef.'””Merci beaucoup, Madam,” he said and hurried off.Delighted that she spoke French I said, “I didn’t know you knew French,””Oh, I only have high school French and spent a month in Paris taking art classes before I got married.””Then we both love Paris! I brought home several paintings and would be honored if you would give me your opinion about them. If you have time this afternoon, we could look at them after lunch.””I have until five-thirty when we hold a rally at the courthouse. I’ll meet you at your place in half an hour.”“By the way, Claire, how is it you know that I had lunch with Jill Stratford. We were catching up on our lives since high school. She never mentioned getting into politics.”“You know, Hank, how rumors fly in this town. George Dunn our campaign manager was here that day.”It was two-thirty when she rang the bell. She looked even more alluring than at lunch as if she had stopped at home to freshen up. I led her into the living room where I had hung several paintings. “Can I get you a glass of wine while you browse?”

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Jack had spent a very long, difficult week at work. He’d had to stay in the city for the whole week, away from his home, his bed, and his lady. The training session had all but drained him. The three hour drive home, in heavy Friday traffic, was almost more than his exhausted mind could bear.When he was about fifteen minutes from home, Jack phoned Jill to say he was almost there.’She sounded odd,’ Jack thought. ‘Nearly rushed me off the phone. It’s not like Jill to be so short with me, especially after such a long separation,’ he worried.Soon, Jack was pulling into their drive. The house looked still, too still. Usually, the drapes would be open, with the sounds of the radio playing and Jill’s slightly off-key singing voice, as she bustled around in the kitchen preparing the evening meal, would greet Jack as he came home. He sat behind the steering wheel a moment, just looking at the house.”What’s going on?” he worried to himself.Jack slowly gathered his suitcase and work items and tiredly walked to the front door. Jill’s abruptness on the phone and the unsettling empty feeling to the house added weight to his feet.He fumbled the key in the door lock, juggling his case and work papers. His customary greeting, “Honey, I’m home,” died on his lips as the door swung inward.The house Bostancı Escort was in darkness and greeted him with silence. Or did it? As his eyes adjusted, Jack noticed small, lighted tea candles on every other tread of the stairway. There was a most pleasant aroma of … what was it? … roast beef dinner? … in the air. Ever so faintly, Jack could hear music coming from the second storey of their home.He dropped his burden at the door and began up the stairs. On the third step was a single while daisy. The sixth step revealed one of their long-stemmed crystal goblets replete with rich red wine. At the top was his robe.The tea lights formed a path across the landing and into the bathroom. Jack pushed the door fully open to discover the tub, filled with steaming, scented water and long taper candles lighted around the room. another white daisy floated in the bath water.Jack quickly stripped out of his clothing and slowly lowered himself into the healing water. He smiled to himself.As he soaked the tension and care or of the week away, sipping the delicious Merlot, he realized he still hadn’t seen not heard his beloved mate. Jack noticed that she had seen to all his needs by putting our his favourite towel; the extra fluffy bath sheet. His Bostancı Escort Bayan shaving gear was laid out by the sink, along with Jill’s favourite shave lotion. Jack slipped deeper into the water and noticed that the music he was listening to was Jill’s favourite CD, “Sax for Lovers”.Fresh from the bath, Jack put on his robe, picked up his wine glass and the two daisies and headed for their bedroom; once again following lighted tea candles. He was sure they hadn’t been there before he entered the bathroom.Their bedroom door was closed and another white daisy lay on the floor before it. Jack bent to pick it up, anxious not to see what awaited him on the other side of the door.As he opened the door, the music became clearer and the scent of his lover’s perfume lightly brushed his senses. He heard her softly say, “Honey, you’re home.”Jack stood in the doorway drinking in the sight of her. Jill was lounged on the bed against many pillows. Her shoulder-length blond hair was free-flowing and shone in the candlelight. She wore the filmy nighty he had bought her for their last anniversary. She was outlined with white daisies.”Come here lover,” Jill quietly said. “I’ve missed you so much this week.”Jack moved to the side of the bed, placed Escort Bostancı his wine glass on the table, beside the wine bottle and her glass. He then playfully tossed his three daisies onto her gauze covered belly.Jill held her arms out to him and Jack melted into her embrace; cherishing the warmth of her body and the strength of her hug.He was truly home.As they snuggled, Jill’s legs opened and wrapped around him. Jack could feel the head of his already stiff cock press against her very moist lips. He sighed deeply and inched his body slightly higher on her.Jill giggled, disentangled herself and slid out from under him. “Not yet, lover.” she teased. She pushed Jack onto his back with a gentle nudge. In doing so Jack’s robe parted fully. Jill rolled on top of him, straddled his thighs, bent at the waist and began a trail of kisses down his chest. She made special stops at his sensitive nipples to suck and lick each hardened nugget, before she worked her way down to his stomach with her kisses as she wiggled her bottom farther down his legs.Jill’s hands replaced her lips at his nipples and rubbed each nub in a circular motion with her thumbs whilst she licked Jack’s belly. Her tongue rimmed, then darted, into his navel. This produced deep sighs of pleasure from her man. She licked the fine, downy hairs below his navel and let her breasts envelop his penis. She could feel her tits become slippery from his juice. This escalated her own arousal. Jill loved to feel his wet cock on her skin. She lingered there a little longer whilst she continued to lick and kiss his lower belly.

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When their children went upstairs, Steve and Cindy went to their bedroom and stripped each other.  They began kissing while running their hands over one another’s naked bodies.  Then, dropping to her knees, Cindy took her husband’s cock into her mouth.  She cast her eyes up at his as she began bobbing her head.  Steve tangled his fingers in his wife’s hair, guiding her sucking mouth on his dick.  Cindy engulfed his cock, cupped his balls, and rubbed them against her chin.“I wonder if our daughter is sucking her brother’s cock.  If she’s anything like her mother, she’s doing him,” Steve said.Cindy chuckled around Steve’s dick, removed her mouth, and stood up.  Wrapping her arms around him, she kissed Steve as he put his hands on her ass, pulling her against his erection.“You don’t mind my love for sucking your cock, do you?” Cindy said.“Hell, no!  You know damn well I love having my cock in you.  It doesn’t matter whether it’s your mouth, pussy, or your sexy ass.  It’s great we still have the same passion for each other as when we were young.  I’ve heard a couple of the lawyers at the firm complaining about the lack of sex in their marriages,” Steve said as he pressed his finger into Cindy’s pussy.“I know. Right?  I have heard a few of the women talk about their sex lives.  They say they don’t have the time or energy for it.  But, then, when their husbands do fuck them, it isn’t as much fun as it used to be.  I’m so happy we followed your parents’ advice to make time for sex,” Cindy said.Nodding, Steve said, “I look forward to our Friday date nights.  I think they’re one of the reasons we still fuck like newlyweds, even if it isn’t a date night.”  Steve chuckled.  “Dad says he and Mom are still active.”Stroking Steve’s cock, Cindy said, “Honey, are you as curious as I am about what the kids are doing?”“Yes, I sure am,” Steve said while fingering in his wife’s pussy.Cindy let out a moan, then chuckled.  “Want to spy on them?  We can listen outside their doors to see if they’re together.”Steve extracted his finger from Cindy’s pussy, sucked it clean, and said, “Let’s go.”    After waiting a few minutes, they crept upstairs.  When Steve and Cindy didn’t hear anything from Greg’s room, they moved to April’s and stood outside her room.  While muffled, they could hear the exchange between the teens, then the sound of their fucking.They listened to the loving exchange between the siblings, finding it hard not to comment.  Then, when the teens left to shower, Cindy took Steve’s hand, pulling him away.“You were right, baby.  From what I heard, we won’t be able to keep them apart,” Steve whispered.“You know we have to tell them we know, don’t you?  We have to make sure they keep their relationship secret,” Cindy said as they went to their bedroom.“Yes.  They have to hide it from outsiders, but Greg and April can be as open with us as they want to as far as I’m concerned,” Steve said as he guided Cindy to their bed.Cindy got on her hands and knees, wiggled her ass, and said, “We can talk about this after you fuck me, baby.  Listening to the kids has me horny as hell.  Now, find a hole and fill it with your cock.”“Do you want it in your pussy or ass?” Steve said as he knelt behind his wife.Chuckling, Cindy looked over her shoulder and said, “Yes!”Steve gripped his cock, stroked it a few times, then pushed into Cindy’s pussy.  Holding her hips, he thrust in and out as she moaned, slamming back against him.  Then, using his fingers, he began stretching her anus.  Steve continued pounding his wife’s pussy for about fifteen minutes, then pulled out.“Flip over, baby,” Steve said.Cindy got onto her back, placed her feet on the bed, then pushed her ass up.  Steve put the head of his cock against her anus, pushing into her rectum.  Once he was balls deep, he paused for a moment before thrusting in and out of her.Holding her breasts, Cindy moaned as her husband’s cock moved in her ass.  She egged him on, begging for him to fuck her harder.  So, Steve grabbed her shoulders as he increased the speed of his thrusts.“I love the feeling of your cock in my ass, baby.  Keep fucking me,” Cindy said as she grunted each time Steve slammed into her.After another fifteen Kadıköy Escort minutes of steady fucking, Steve shoved into Cindy’s ass and came.  His cock pulsed as he sent several spurts of semen into her bowels.  Spent, he lowered himself to her body and kissed her.“The things you do to me, sweetie.  You are the most fantastic lover and fucker.  I can’t get enough of your big cock,” Cindy cooed in Steve’s ear as they recovered.Lifting his head, Steve kissed Cindy and said, “How do you know?  I’m the only one you’ve fucked, aren’t I?”“Yes, baby, you know you’re the only man I’ve had sex with, but I can’t imagine anyone better,” Cindy said.Steve rolled off Cindy, sat up, and said, “Let’s shower so we can keep going.  I want to fuck you again and make sure you’re satisfied.  I don’t want you looking for something else.”Cindy and Steve shared a shower, taking time to wash each other.  Finished, they returned to the bedroom, picking up where they left off.  After fucking each other for an hour, they snuggled together, falling asleep.****Bright sunlight came in through the window, waking Greg.  Initially, he felt disorientated but realized he was lying next to his naked sister in Amy’s bed.  The memory of the night before caused Greg to smile.  Then, propping his head, he reached over and moved a few strands of hair from Amy’s forehead before pulling the covers down and gazed at his sister’s breasts.Greg had been with a couple of other girls, but none as sexy or beautiful as his sister.  His wildest dreams and fantasies couldn’t compare to the feelings he enjoyed the night before.  Reaching over, Greg placed his hand on one of his sister’s breasts, keeping his touch gentle as he massaged the firm mound.As her brother massaged her breast, Amy’s eyes opened.  She smiled while gazing into her brother’s eyes.  Then, placing one hand over his, she pressed it into her chest and moved her other hand lower, wrapping her fingers around her brother’s hardon.“I guess you like my tits, don’t you?  I love your big cock,” Amy said.Rather than answer her, Greg leaned over and pressed his mouth to hers.  When he pressed his tongue against her lips, Amy parted them and flicked her tongue against his.  After sharing a tender kiss, he lifted his head and smiled.“I love everything about you, Amy.  As I said, last night was the best of my life,” Greg said.“It was for me too, Greg.  I can’t wait until you fuck me again,” Amy said, then she chuckled.  “That is if you want to do it again.  I hope you don’t regret what we did because I sure don’t.”Greg squeezed his sister’s breast, smiled, and said, “I don’t have any regrets, but I do have to piss.  You better let go of my dick before I wet your bed.”Amy released Greg’s cock, then followed him into the jack-and-jill bathroom separating their bedrooms.  She giggled while watching a man urinate for the first time.  When Greg finished, she put down the toilet seat and sat down.Looking up into Greg’s eyes, Amy smiled and said, “I guess things have changed, haven’t they?”Nodding, Greg watched his sister wipe between her legs with a piece of toilet paper.  When she stood, he hugged her.  Amy pressed her naked body against him as they shared a kiss.“If you feel the same as I do, things have changed for the better.  We both know incest isn’t normal, and it’s illegal, but I don’t care as long as you don’t,” Greg said.“I don’t care either, sweetie.  As soon as I can, I want to make love to you again.  After last night, my pussy is tender,” Amy said, then she giggled.  “My mouth is fine if you want a blowjob.”Greg smiled and shook his head.  “We can wait until later.  Then, when you’re ready, we can do each other.  What about Mom and Dad?  We have to be careful, or they’re going to find out what we’re doing.”Shrugging her shoulders, Amy said, “I don’t care if they know or not.  Last night, Mom all but told me to seduce you when she said we could make our own rules.”“Yeah, Dad said the same thing to me while you and Mom were in the bathroom,” Greg said.“Okay, so that’s what we’ll do, baby.  I want to go swimming this morning.  We have a new rule.  We’re going skinny-dipping whenever Kadıköy Escort Bayan we can,” Amy said.Greg laughed and nodded.  He and Amy put on robes, then headed downstairs.  As they walked through the kitchen, they saw their parents at the counter, drinking coffee.“Good morning.  How are you two this morning?  Did you two have a good time last night?  Dad and I enjoyed having you join us for our Friday date night,” Cindy said.“It was a blast, Mom.  Greg and I had a great time last night.  Maybe we can do it again,” Amy said.Steve nodded and said, “You two are always welcome to join us.  We enjoyed sharing our date night with you.  So, is everything okay between you kids?”Nodding, Greg said, “They couldn’t be better.  We’re going for a swim before breakfast.”“Okay, see you in a few minutes,” Cindy said.Amy and Greg went to the lower level, then to the door wall.  They went out to the covered swimming pool, laughing as they shucked their robes.  Naked, Greg and Amy jumped into the water, swam a few lengths, stopped, and came together.“This is the best.  I love swimming naked,” Amy said.“Is this the first time you’ve gone skinny-dipping?” Greg said.“Yeah.  Have you?” Amy asked.“I’ve done it when I was home alone.  I love it.  It’s way better with you, though.  I get to see your sexy body and your thirty-four C tits,” Greg said.Giggling, Amy stepped back and shook her shoulders, causing her breasts to wobble.  Greg put his hands on her chest, massaging her boobs.  While the siblings played, they didn’t notice their parents come into the pool area.Cindy and Steve watched their children through the glass, chuckling as their son played with his sister’s breasts.  Cindy chuckled and said, “Greg is just like his father.  He can’t keep his hands off a pair of boobs.”“Can you blame him?  Amy’s tits are almost as lovely as yours are, baby.  Should we leave them alone?” Steve said.Shaking her head, Cindy began undressing.  “No, we should join them, Steve.”Steve and Cindy removed their clothes, walked to the pool, and jumped into the water.  When they did, Greg and Amy shrieked.  He pulled his hands from his sister’s chest and turned to face their parents.“Hi.  I hope you don’t mind us joining you two.  I see you have discovered the joy of skinny-dipping,” Cindy said.“Um, yeah.”  Amy giggled.  “We decided to swim naked when we can; it’s our new rule.”“You and your brother are free to swim any way you want to, Amy.  Mom and I do it every chance we get.  So I guess we won’t have to wait until you kids are gone or in bed, will we?” Steve said.“I don’t know about Amy, but I don’t care,” Greg said as he looked at his naked mother.“I don’t care either.  But, as you told me last night, we should make our own rules,” Amy said.“Yes, you should.  However, we have to be careful not to let anyone outside our family know about certain things.  Dad and I don’t care, but some people will if they know what’s going on,” Cindy said.Giggling, Amy bumped her hip against her brother’s.  “Why, Mom?  What’s wrong with skinny-dipping?”“You know damn well I’m not talking about skinny-dipping, Amy.  I’m telling you to keep what you two do in private to yourselves,” Cindy said.“We know, Mom.  It’s just a little weird, that’s all,” Greg said.“What’s weird, Greg?” Steve said.“The idea you and Mom know what Amy and I are doing is weird, but I’m not ashamed of what we did or will do together, so we’re not going to lie and try to deny it.  We know some things are illegal, but we’re willing to take the risk.  Last night, we realized we care for each other a lot more than most siblings,” Greg said.Steve moved closer to Cindy, put his arm around her waist, and pulled her to his side.  “How do you feel, Amy?”“I feel the same as Greg does.  I love my brother,” Amy said.Smiling, Cindy said, “We need to get going.  After breakfast, we have to clean the house, and the men have the yard work to do.”The four of them got out of the pool and went to the two showers.  Greg and Amy went into one of the rooms, causing their parents to chuckle as they went into the other.“I can’t believe how open those two are.  The kids all but told us they’re fucking. Escort Kadıköy  I wonder if last night was the first time?” Steve said.“I don’t know if it was or not.  It doesn’t matter, not to me.  I’m just happy Amy and Greg are comfortable enough, to be honest with us, Steve.”  Cindy chuckled as she hugged her husband.  “Our kids have grown up, haven’t they?  I think you enjoyed looking at our naked daughter.”“Amy’s almost as good-looking as her mother.  I noticed you checking Greg out,” Steve said.Cindy started rubbing Steve’s cock, wrapped her fingers around his shaft, and smiled as she stroked him.  “From what I saw, Greg has what it takes to keep his sister happy.  Just like your big cock makes me happy.”Amy and Greg laughed in the next room while talking about their parents discovering them skinny-dipping as they washed each other, running their hands over the other’s bodies.“It was wild to be with Mom and Dad while all of us were naked, wasn’t it?” Greg said.“I think it was great.  Now we know we don’t have to be as careful as we thought we would.  Mom and Dad know we had sex, Greg.  They didn’t come out and say it, but I could tell.  It’s cool because we can have fun and not worry,” Amy said.“Who said I was worried?  Look, I don’t think we should have sex in front of Mom and Dad, but we don’t have to hide the fact we’re making love,” Greg said.Finished in the shower, Amy and Greg put on their robes and headed to their rooms to dress for the day.  Cindy and Steve redressed and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.  While the family ate, they didn’t talk about the budding relationship between the siblings.Amy finished her housework, then went to her room.  She booted her computer and went to a popular shopping site.  As she went through the selections, she ordered new sexy lingerie and several short skirts and dresses.  Amy had decided to change her wardrobe to entice her brother and give him easier access to her body.As Amy reviewed her order, Greg came into her bedroom.  He stood behind his sister, gazing at the monitor on her laptop computer.  When he realized what she was doing, Greg put his hands on her shoulders.Amy looked back, smiling when she saw her brother.  He gripped her shoulders, then moved his hands to her breasts.  She chuckled as Greg massaged her firm mounds.“What are you doing, Amy?” Greg said.“I’m shopping for a few things because I want to update my wardrobe with some sexy stuff.  Do you want to see what I plan to order?” Amy said.“Sure,” Greg replied.As Amy started showing Greg the items she would order, he reached down, gripped the hem of her top, and pulled it up, uncovering her bra-covered breasts.  Then, he lowered his head, kissing her neck.Cocking her head, Amy said, “How do you expect me to concentrate when you’re playing with my tits?  Do you want to see what I’m getting, or fuck me?”Squeezing Amy’s breasts, Greg said, “Both.  Show me what you’re getting first.”Amy flipped through the items, showing her brother the lingerie, skirts, tops, and sundresses she’d selected.  Greg continued caressing her breasts as he told his sister he liked each thing she showed him.“Are you going to get stockings like Moms for our family date night?” Greg said.“How do you know what kind of stockings Mom wore?” Amy said.“While she danced with Dad, he pulled her dress up, and I saw them.  They were sexy.  You looked sexy in your pantyhose, but I think the stockings would be even sexier,” Greg said.“I saw Mom’s stockings when we went to the bathroom.  I think they’re sexy too.”  Amy clicked on the webpage, locating a picture of a woman wearing stockings and a garter.  “Do you think I’d look hot wearing them?”  Next, Amy clicked on a photo of another woman wearing thigh-high stockings without the garter.  “They make these thigh-high stockings too.  They stay up without a garter belt.”“Both of those look sexy.  I know you’d look great wearing either one, Amy.  Get whatever you prefer,” Greg said.Amy added several pairs of stay-up stockings, a garter belt, and a few pairs of hose to her cart.  She chuckled as she placed her order, thinking of how her brother reacted to her items.“All ordered.  My new things will be here on Monday,” Amy said as she turned in her chair, facing her brother.“Cool.  I can’t wait to see you in your new things,” Greg said.Amy chuckled, smiled, and began unfastening her brother’s shorts.  When the garment fell to his feet, she gripped the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled them down,…

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