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The night was black and silent engulfing the castle in a traitorous state of peace. As the royal family of the ancient city of Mamafé slept, a looming threat was at its gates. Near the small south entrance of the legendary, impenetrable Wall of Arms, there was a wishing well only used by superstitious merchants hoping to sell their goods to the rich citizens. A group of free fighters descended down the well and made their way into the sewers that ran under the city. Having traveled hundreds of miles from their mine worker village, the armed men knew the fragility of dirt and stone better than the elite who felt protected by it. With foreigners entering in the capital, so would begin a rebellion…

Danomas, his captain called him Dany, had just been selected to the prestigious Guard of Queens. A training that started when boys blew first seed and lasted until manhood had been achieved by killing someone in the Guard Games. It was the only way a low born like Dany could find himself in the great castle of the royal family. Dany wasn’t big or muscled like the other men that were selected. His shoulders didn’t fill his armour and he never had a maiden offer him her womanhood for free. But, he found, his thin sticks hit just as hard as thick ones. He even had the benefit of being swift and lean, flexible where others were stern and slow. Still, it was no surprise that he was assigned to guard the servant entrance of the castle instead of the guard duty of one of the members of the family. Oh, how Dany had longed to be one of Princess Setifia’s guards. He would protect that beauty like she was his and hold her close when danger loomed. Perhaps she would thank him by letting him underneath her silk dresses and touch her supple breasts, her presumably equally soft stomach and down her… No! Dany stopped his fantasy. The only thing more painful than longing for a love he would never feel, was to feel his member grow hard in his tight iron armourcup. He controlled his thoughts by focusing on his actual duty. Listening to the silent soothing summer night.

It was in that moment a swoosh, not louder than a gush of wind, drew Dany’s attention. He turned away from the gorgeous endless view over the city and into the dark hall. Had he imagined it? A splash of water. It wasn’t obvious but it was there, Dany was sure. He checked his surroundings and with the weight of punishment for abandoning one’s post crushing down on his conscience, Dany entered the long hallway.

The servant quarters had no night candles, leaving anyone blind. Dany relied solely on his excellent hearing, achieved over many nights guarding his father’s stock on their farm during his childhood. Unfortunately, the unavoidable rattle of his own armour betrayed his presence and clouded his hearing. Dany waited, perhaps it was all just a cat. Indeed, for a good ten minutes nothing happened and Dany thought it best to return to his post. With his turn, he heard the unmistakable choke of a man who’s throat is slit. Dany would never forget the sound since that day in the Guard Games. An enemy was near.

Without hesitation Dany, against all discipline, stripped himself of his breastplate and kneecaps. If he were to win this hunt in the dark, he needed to play into his strengths. This is how it came to be that when Dany neared the chamber of the servants dump, the unflattering stench more apparent than ever before, he managed to trick the intruders that had crawled out of the hole in the ground. He threw his armour to the other side of the hallway, with screeching clunks and scrapes that seemed to echo throughout the city, causing his prey to look the wrong way. Dressed in nothing but his linnen, Dany breathlessly sneaked up to every breathing person he could hear and slit their throats without hesitation. One, Dany ducked swiftly. Two, he rushed across the room. Three. Dany tripped over a body and fell beside it. In the darkness he could spot the empty eyes of Pennydal the cook. Distracted, Dany too late heard the unshielding of a sword, but soon enough felt the cold of the blade against his skin. When death didn’t come, he dropped his knife and surrendered. A husky, baritone voice filled the room.

“Show me the way to the princess.”

***

Dany pumped as much water into the bucket as he could, dreading the moment he’d return to his captor. If only he had a way to alarm his fellow guards upstairs. To escape, Dany hadn’t been in the castle long enough to know every route, and he was sure that his attacker would catch up to him, this time less merciful. He returned with the full bucket of water and found the man, buck naked, standing in the room. Reluctantly, Dany showered the bucket of water over the dirty man. When the man didn’t move and looked at the cloth, Dany squeezed it and started to clean off the dirt off the intruder. As water seeped through his fingers over the hard, muscled chest of his enemy, Dany plotted what to do next. But no thoughts came. Instead, he was distracted by the rounded hardness of the man’s body. grandbetting yeni giriş His shoulders, bulged and steady, his arms wide and strong, his stomach ripped and smooth. In the darkness, cleaning this male body purely based on touch, Dany felt his member grow again, only this time it had the freedom to do so.

“If you’re on a mission it’s better to feel fresh and clean, don’t you think?” the man said to Dany with an inappropriate coolness. Dany nodded, only then realizing the man might not see his reaction.

“I had planned to kidnap the princess covered in shit, but this is way better.” Rubbing the water out of his eyes, the man casually walked towards Dany’s amor. They had already disposed the bodies down the sinkhole and washed away the blood. There was no trace of the infiltration. Dany looked at the sword, shimmering in the moonlight, which lay close enough to reach, especially now the man was occupied putting on Dany’s damn armour.

“Go ahead, you’d be quick enough, I bet”, the low voice said while barely fitting Dany’s skirt over his own broad hips. Dany waited for a trick, but the warrior in front of him seemed wholly unconcerned. Without hesitation, Dany reached for the sword and put it on the muscular neck of the man.

“Like I said, go ahead.” That casual smile Dany could see annoyed him. He wanted to cut off the man’s head, long wavy black hair and beard and all, but something in him resisted.

“You do not fear death?” is all Dany could think of.

“Of course I do, I’m not an idiot.” That damn smile again. “I just take life as it comes. I expected my men and I to kill every guard on the way up, and yet we are, them already slaughtered by the first slave we meet. Forcing me to carry out a suicide task with you as my prisoner. If you kill me now, it will save me quite the hassle.”

“I am not your prisoner or a slave”, Dany sneered, observing the man in front of him. His eyes were piercing blue and friendly. He put his long hair into a bun as Dany lowered his sword, revealing huge biceps and shoulders that filled the armour perfectly. Dany was in awe. This was exactly the kind of man that maidens would offer themselves to.

“I will not kill you. You will face the judgement of the king,” Dany said, remembering the City Law he learned by heart.

“Forgive me, but I’d rather not.” Dany had stared into the blue eyes too long and the man grabbed his wrist and twisted Dany around like a girl in a dance, putting his sword hand up in the air while Dany’s own knife was drawn against his throat from behind. Dany could feel the warm breath of the man in his neck, his cool iron plate against his naked back.

“You really have to be quicker if you want to surrender me to that bloated fool,” the man quipped. Dany felt challenged. He laid his head back on the man’s shoulder, creating space between his throat and the blade. He filled it with his wrist, pushing the knife away, ducking down quickly and swinging the sword like a stick.

“Quick enough?” he smiled triumphantly. The man’s smile suddenly turned impressive and Dany felt validated.

“I’m in awe, I admit. It only hurts to see my beautiful sword mishandled.” He pointed at Dany’s two hands holding the base. Dany coughed embarrassed.

“Young guards are not allowed swords,” he admitted painfully.

“Switch then?” the man offered back Dany’s knife and Dany strangely obliged.

“You’re not from the city. You have a country accent. Aseah?” the man asked.

“Kundor, by the river Dath,” Dany replied proudly.

“Ah yes, I should’ve noticed. Skinny, healthy farm and fisher folk,” the man said, but now his eyes were scanning Dany’s body. He felt the stare fall over his chest, down his stomach and linger on his linnen. Dany felt a tingling in his lower region again.

“My name is Boras. My mother, bless her heart, called me Bo until the day a slave merchant ended her and gave me a different name.” Dany found, the man… Bo’s, casual speech inappropriate. Yet now the rugged brute in front of him had earned some pity on his part. It reminded Dany of a beaten dog in need of a hug.

“What do they call you?” Bo said, in a demanding tone Dany felt obedient to.

“Dany”, he said softly. Before he came back to earth. “You will not take the princess!” Dany said, suddenly aware that Bo had been distracting him.

“I might and I might not. I’ll see how it goes. Have you ever met a slave merchant, Dany?” Bo stepped closer to Dany, his eyes piercing once more. Dany weakened.

“No,” he said, his voice frail again.

“Of course you have. They don’t care for much except trade. They do business in the capital. Do you know who buys the most slaves?” Bo asked, his casualness had been replaced with a worried, more captivating tone.

“No,” Dany said, almost uncertain. Bo was only a little bit taller than he was but his width and height impressed Dany enormously. He felt like such a boy, such a small weak boy, compared to the big man in grandbetting giriş front of him.

“The royal family. Or did you think that skinny cook was here by free will?” Bo looked angry at Dany, but he had a point. Pennydal had been a limp ageless man, never tasting the delicious meals he prepared. Dany didn’t think much of it, but now he realised all the servants were not nearly as dedicated or happy with their assigned position as he was.

Dany must have been lost in thoughts for a while because when he looked back into Bo’s eyes they were filled with pity themselves. Dany once more felt the tingling down stairs and now even in his stomach. For a second he wished Bo would always look at him like that. Until Dany reckoned he wasn’t a slave and didn’t need Bo’s pity. It was a great accomplishment to serve in the Guard of Queens. Bo must’ve seen the change in attitude because he lifted one of his hands, one of his enormous, strong hands, and rested it on the back of Dany’s neck, wrapped it in a warmth and comfort Dany had never felt.

“Are you really free?” Bo asked, pitiful once more. Dany felt aroused at the touch of his hand, he felt his cock harden underneath the linnen, but the freedom to do so felt so good Dany didn’t want to stop it, though he hardly understood why it happened. He looked at the broad body in front of him and rested his hands on the breast plate that never fitted him. While he looked, Bo’s big hand slides down to the small of his back and pulled him closer. Dany was surprised, being so close to his enemy and panicked when Bo closed his eyes and leaned forward.

Dany had never kissed anyone before. He had to try his best friend Ariannah before he left for the Games but she had averted his kiss and pecked his cheek. “Save it for someone you truly desire” she had said, confusing him because she had been all he had desired.

As the stubbles of the beard itched against his hairless chin, everything Dany had known about desire was blown to peaces. The wet lips and slime, the penetrating taste of his hard tongue, gross, yet soft and Dany let him in. When his mouth wrapped around his own, Dany melted. Every muscle in his body surrendered and he fell into the embrace of his attacker. He wrapped his arms around Bo’s neck and Bo wrapped his around his thin waist, resting his hands underneath the linnen on Dany’s buttocks. They kissed wild and passionately, and Dany imagined their tongues to be ships on crashing waves in a stormy sea. Bo started to walk, without interrupting their kiss, and coordinated Dany into the hall.

“Where can we be alone?” he said, Dany sort of dazed at what was going on. The answer was quite obvious; Pennydal’s room.

***

Dany doesn’t remember how they went through the sleeping quarters unnoticed, with his armour clinking to every wall he and Bo fell into, stumbling making out. Bo had picked Dany up from the floor like a feather, thin legs wrapped around a broad waist, and carried him into the room. When they crashed onto the bed with much sound, Dany didn’t care about the death penalty towering over men who lay with men. When Bo stripped and the iron fell to the floor, Dany didn’t care about who might hear. He was too absorbed into the moment, too obsessed with seeing Bo’s broad hairy chest and ripped stomach again, too happy to feel the big muscled arms wrapped around him, comforting him in ways his life rarely ever did. When Bo was naked once more, Dany saw another man’s hard penis for the first time. In the training he saw limp cocks the entire time. But now it was erect and strong and it pushed in between his legs. In a natural instinct, Dany lifted his legs a little bit and knew he made the right decision when he felt the slightly wet tip push in between his cheeks.

Bo towered over Dany but stopped in his tracks. He wiped some sweat off his forehead and looked flustered. Dany thought this endearing and smiled, lifting up his head to kiss him. But Bo was serious, his jaws clenched, his eyes staring through to Dany’s soul. Without saying a word, Bo opened his mouth and for the first time softly, slowly let his tongue massage Dany’s. Altering between this intense, warm sensation and short kisses on the lips, Bo lowered his big body onto Dany’s, pressing his weight on the small man Dany felt it like a warm blanket and wrapped his arms around Bo’s broad back as a male organ was sliding up and down in between his cheeks.

Bo lifted his head, spit in one of his hands and reached down. Dany wondered what he was doing, but Bo stared him down again. As Dany looked into those mesmerising eyes, he felt a cool goo and the big head of Bo’s cock against his back entrance. Dany wanted to protest, ask what was going on, but Bo looked serious at him, before thrusting harder. It hurt, it burnt, and quickly the goo was gone and the head was dry again. But once only the tip of Bo’s cock had only felt an inch inside Dany, Dany knew what he wanted. He pulled Bo in for a kiss, lifted his legs and didn’t make a sound grandbetting güvenilirmi when he felt the cock thrust through the tight ring.

Dany felt so much pain he thought he’d faint, but the only thing he wanted more than to pass out was to make Bo feel great. And boy, with every inch his big dick pushed inside his virgin hole Dany heard Bo moan in ecstasy. When Dany was convinced his entire hole had been filled with cock, he thought maybe that was it. To his surprise, Bo started to move, returning the burning pain to his hole. This time Dany wanted to protest, but no use, Bo was no longer serious or caring. He started grunting, heaving as he lifted himself on his fists. Only his lower body was now moving, his hips pushing against Dany’s ass, shaking his scrawny legs in the air. The entire image turned Dany so on he no longer felt any pain. He just wanted to be ridden like an animal.

Bo roared as his movements started to be streamlined, the sound of skin slapping against skin, a rush as the skin of his thick dick slid past Dany’s sphincter and into the warm flesh inside, all the way into Dany’s deepest core. Rhythmically, Bo kept bucking his lower body and he found time to kiss Dany again, though this wasn’t passionate, more short and demanding. Dany didn’t know how long Bo was drilling his ass, but it felt like forever. When Bo got tired, he lowered himself down again, Dany wrapped his legs and arms around him in comfort, but his dick kept thrusting and Dany’s ring kept sliding up and down. It needed to, it must. Suddenly the thrusts were slower, and Dany felt how the dick almost entirely left his hole before plunging back in entirely. Dany went mad of lust and clenched his asshole, hoping to keep the big stick in forever. Bo moaned in response and suddenly started to shiver, his moans growing louder and Dany felt something inside.

Dany noticed Bo laid almost entirely still, suddenly sweat everywhere. When Bo finally pushed himself off of him, his dick had already gone soft and left Dany’s gaping hole. Dany looked at Bo, wondering if he did something wrong. When he saw Bo smile and clean his sweaty forehead, Dany felt something dripping out of him. First he thought it might’ve been something nasty, but he realised it was the same stuff that always came from his dick. Elated Dany turned to Bo.

“Must we stop?” Bo laughed, his heavy voice shaking the room.

“I can’t go on my love, the night is still long and I have a mission to fulfil.” Bo put on his armour for the second time. In shock, remembering how he found himself here, Dany climbed off the bed and rushed into the hallway. He ran to the end, cum still dripping down, and looked outside. Indeed, the moon had not moved as much as he thought. When he turned around, Bo threw his knife at him, which Dany caught.

“Come on, show me the way.”

***

Dany’s floppy feet slapped against the cold stones, the smack bouncing off the walls in the dark. He feared someone might hear him and simultaneously this excited him the most. He deeply breathed in the cool night air, as he neared the warmth of the Royal Chambers. A sharp slopping sound drowned out his steps. As he pushed himself against the wall and peaked around the corner of the open entrance to the Princess’ chamber, the slopping was shrill and loud. This afternoon, Dany wouldn’t have known what the sound was, but now he recognised it as the cause for the white goo still running down his legs. With care and precision he slid past the wall and peaked around the corner. He saw the princess, resting on her elbows and knees, her face in the sheets, as her bottom was high up in the air and the pelvis of the Captain of the Guard of Queens slamming against it.

The Captain was older but strong, his broad shoulders and intimidating muscles hardened by years of training. Yet here he was, all flexed almost tired out, as he pumped the princess while she moaned in delight. This afternoon Dany would’ve been jealous of the Captain, but now he wondered if he could be like the princess. If there would be more men like Bo who would be willing to do this to him, instead of a women. Dany was distracted by the unlawful act before him, and remembered his task. He was supposed to distract the guards, so Bo could sneak in and kidnap the princess. Now the princess was entangled onto the guards, the plan seemed to be complicated. He had to find Bo and stop the mission.

Just when the captain pulled the princess by her hair, revealing a scream of pleasure from her mouth and her stern breasts to the sight of Dany, he himself was pulled by his neck and for the second time that night, felt the cold metal of a knife against his throat.

“How dare you tresspass to the Royal Chambers, new blood?” an angry voice said in his ear.

Dany was dragged back into the hall, away from the open chambers, down the stairway from which he had come. His naked back slammed against the wall and a candle further down the stairs lit the face of his assailant. It was a guard, Dany recognised from his training. One of the older ones, but still young and eager enough to admire the Captain. His lips were soft and his jaws were clean, an opposite of Bo. Though Dany had only experienced the real touch of a man only just now, something inside him ached at this blunt use of force.

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This follows on from Wrestle with Mother, featuring 21 year old Petes family wrestling fantasies. its helpful to set the scene with that one first but not absolutely essential.

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The week following our wrestling fuck fall knockout, Mother had been a bit coy. I’m kind of guessing that she was a bit surprised and guilty about how much she had enjoyed it when I fucked her hard and declared myself the winner.

Still, it was a Thursday and I was on my way home from the gym. I knew that my arrival would coincide with the ending of her favourite Superstar wrestling program on the TV.

I was feeling very horny and I was hoping for a re run motherfuck.

Sure enough, Mother was on the sofa watching the wrestling.

Even better, she was wearing her patent stilettos and nylons. This coupled with a short skirt that only just covered the welts of her stockings and a tight white blouse, raised my expectations for a re run.

I plonked myself down beside her.

Mother was already in a lather, watching two of her favourites throwing each other around the ring.

She got really breathy and thigh rubbing when they were grappling on the canvas though.

I was wondering whether I should pre empt things by changing in to Mothers favourite trunks.

“Oh this is really good Pete.” mother murmured.

Her hand was resting on her thigh. I felt sure that she was getting ready to relieve her tension as her fingers hovered under her hemline.

“Did you know there is a wrestling show in town this weekend?”

Mother asked, without taking her eyes from the screen.

“Uh no.” I replied.

“Do you fancy coming with your Mother to watch?”

She breathed.

“Er no.” I replied without thinking. I had no desire to watch guys wrestling. My interest was only feigned.

At that moment, one of the wrestlers had the other in a painful hold and after much sweating and grunting, a submission was obtained.

Mother gasped. Had she just self orgasmed I wondered? Then she turned to me.

“Okay, I’ll find someone else to go with.” she snapped.

At that point she got up and strutted off to her bedroom, leaving me nursing an almighty erection. My eyes followed her superb bottom as her heels clacked across the floor. She slammed the door behind her.

At that point I knew I had fucked up.

I sat there cursing myself for giving the wrong answer. Now she would go with someone else and they would get the benefit of her arousal. Especially at a live bout!

Then it got even worse. I could hear moaning coming from her bedroom. I ventured nearer to be sure. Yes, she was masturbating. Her moaning reaching fever pitch and then a very loud orgasm. I suspect all was for my benefit to show me what I was missing.

There was only one solution. I went to the bathroom and ransacked the laundry basket.

Success! A pair of Mother’s panties.

I rushed back to my bedroom. Pushed them in to my face and savouring Mother’s heavenly aromas from the cotton crotch, I banged one out. Grunting to orgasm in no time at all.

Fast forward to Saturday.

Mother had barely spoken to me all week. I heard the front door slam as she left to go to the wrestling.

I settled down to watch TV and wondered who she was going with. I had spent all week regretting my answer and masturbating to the same pair of panties. I was sure as hell that I had now sniffed all the aroma out of them.

The wash basket hadn’t been replenished. Mother knew too much about my little perversion.

About 10 pm and there was lots of noise at they front door as a very drunk Mother and Auntie Sue fell through the doorway.

They stumbled through in to the living room. I let my eyes feast on the sight.

The pair of them were all glammed up. Red lipstick and nails, high heels, skirts, and what looked like nylons.

“Here’s my grumpy son.” Slurred Mother “Wouldn’t come to the wrestling.”

“I’m not grumpy Mother, I just thought you’d enjoy it more going with a friend. So, did you enjoy it?”

“Oh yes,” they both giggled, “It was bloody fantastic. Five bouts of hunky sweaty guys grappling at close quarters. What’s not to like.”

“I’ve been telling your Auntie about your wrestling coaching and I showed her the photos of you in your trunks.”

I was genuinely taken aback. We had sworn secrecy. The first time she’s drunk she starts to share stories. How much had she told Auntie Sue? Was it the same close up photos of my crotch?

I was literally lost for words and didn’t reply whilst the scenarios ran round my head.

The two of them were busy talking about the bouts they had watched, discussing the moves and the wrestlers like a pair of excited teenagers.

There was lots of thigh grinding going on, pinbahis yeni giriş I could literally hear the sound of their nylon thighs rubbing as they sat giggling and gasping. I could see Mother’s hand hovering around her hemline, she always did this when she got excited. She was itching to masturbate.

“Auntie Sue really liked the photos.” Mother went on, apparently unaware of how awkward I was feeling. “She would love to see you in your trunks. I told her you were better than those guys in the ring.”

I was half terrified and half excited at the prospect of parading in front of my Mother and Auntie, but was still frozen.

“Go on Pete.” Auntie Sue interjected. “Don’t be shy. It’s only your mother and Auntie, you’re quite safe with us. I’d love to see if you are as ripped as your Mum says.”

I eventually agreed to go and get changed. Meanwhile, they cracked open another bottle and proceeded to get drunker and rowdier.

I went in search of the battered pair of trunks. They were only just usable, but I slipped them on.

I was still very cautious. I had no idea what secrets drunken Mother had shared with her sister.

I went back in to the room.

They stopped giggling.

Auntie broke the silence, “Well, your Mother was right, you are ripped. You should have been on the bill!”

“The thing is, he doesn’t believe me when I tell him that women would have been wetting themselves seeing him in the ring.” Mother said.

“Well, let me say your Mother is right.”

Said Auntie Sue. At the same time she slid her phone from her bag.

“Strike a few poses for me Pete?”

I obliged, but Auntie was much more forward than Mother had been, directing me in to various positions and touching and pushing me if it wasn’t what she wanted. All of the touching combined with the sight of her nylons and heels was starting to affect me and I could feel my cock starting to swell.

“Well” she said after about twenty photos, “Its just a shame there wasn’t someone for you to wrestle for some more shots.”

“He doesn’t want to wrestle with another guy, but he has practised a few moves with me while he was teaching me some self defence.” Said Mother.

“Really?” said Auntie Sue incredulously. “Why don’t you do some now so I can grab some shots?”

“Could do.” giggled Mother.

Now I wasn’t too sure about this, I still had no idea what Auntie knew, so I wasn’t going to take any chances, I wasn’t going to let her win as usual but instead, maintain the upper hand so that Mother couldn’t get carried away.

We started to grapple and it wasn’t proving easy for me. Mother’s perfume was divine and she had her best fully fashioned tan nylons on teamed with white undies. I couldn’t help but notice as we moved around the floor.

Mother was drunk but no slouch. In fact, more aggressive and risk taking than normal.

She was wriggling around all over the place, making it very hard for me to dominate. The sound of her nylons rubbing together, the perfume and flashes of suspenders and panties had me rock hard in no time at all.

I let her put me in a head scissor hold. Her long legs locked around my head. I had the fabulous feel of nylons on my face. I could just catch a faint whiff of sexed up pussy too. I lingered in this hold, not wanting it to end too soon.

As we wriggled around the floor, Auntie Sue came in to my vision.

She was clearly enjoying this and getting quite agitated, fidgeting around on the sofa and calling encouragement to Mother.

I remembered my plan to not let Mother win and I reluctantly pushed her thighs away from me and spun round quickly to place the same hold on mother.

Her face was just inches away from my throbbing cock, pre cum now leaking through my trunks making a wet patch clearly visible.

Auntie had spotted the wet patch and was now on her hands and knees craning forward to get a better look.

She gasped to Mother, “Rip his trunks open!”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

Mother just grunted, she couldn’t escape my leg lock.

“Do you want me to help?” Gasped Auntie.

Mother grunted a “Yes” and tried to nod.

Auntie stood up and planted one high heeled foot either side of my head. I was now rewarded with a view straight up her skirt. More stocking tops and creamy thighs now filled my view, topped by a very plump pantie pussy bulge.

She was struggling in her tight skirt, so she hitched it up above her thighs and then just dropped to her knees.

Her panties were so wet that her crotch hit my face with a slap.

I didn’t know whether it was from excitement or whether she had pissed herself, but the sudden shock made me release my grip on Mother.

Auntie pushed down with all her weight on to my face, the juice from her wetness was leaking in to my mouth. A slightly bitter taste but such a sexual aroma. I craved more.

“Hold him there.” Gasped Mother, now free from pinbahis giriş my leg grip.

Auntie pushed down even harder. In doing so, wrung more juice from her panties and I ran my my tongue around my lips trying to capture more. I could feel the coldness of her suspender clips digging in to my cheeks and her nylon knees pushing down on my shoulders. I wonder if she realised how much I was enjoying this?

Then I felt my hips being lifted. Mother had taken two cushions from the sofa and was wedging them under my bottom.

My head was now trapped under Auntie and my hips were thrusting upwards, my cock straining against the skimpy trunks.

Mother pushed my legs apart and knelt between them. She hooked her fingers into the flimsy material of my trunks, then looked up at Auntie Sue.

“Is this what you want to see?”

Auntie Sue nodded frantically and bounced on my face with excitement. Each bounce squeezing more pantie juice out.

“Oh yes.” she murmured

Mother then ripped aside my amateur repairs and my cock literally bounded out from its Lycra restraints.

Now free, it swelled to its full glory and stood proud, swaying and dribbling pre cum.

“There!” said Mother, “Is it as as good as I said?”

“Ooooh my” Auntie murmured. “I have yearned to see a young hard cock for so long, and I am certainly not disappointed. It’s even more erotic being my nephews.”

Auntie leant forward to get a closer look. This freed my face a little so that I could now gaze at her soaking panties pressed to her shaved vulva. She was now study my cock from a few inches away.

Mother took the tip of my cock between her thumb and forefinger of both hands. She pulled my foreskin back to fully expose my glowing purple glans. Then, she gently squeezed it. This had the effect of gaping my pee hole and a large dribble of pre cum came flowing out.

Auntie shuddered as she watched intensely and gush of wetness appeared in her panties. She slapped her crotch back down on to my face. I was drowning in juices.

Mother proceeded to thoroughly examine my cock. Pulling and stretching my foreskin and running her long red nails around the rim of my tip.

She had discovered the sweet spot by my frenulum and every time she touched it, my cock pulsed and spilled more pre cum. Each time producing another gush from Auntie.

i eagerly lapped them up.

Mother was fascinated by my pee hole. Constantly squeezing my glans to open it up, experimenting by trying to enter it with her long nails. I would wince and arch my back in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Oh I love your cock.” said Mother, “It belongs to me now. I want to explore your hole and give you new sensations. But now you must give Mummy your seed, like a good boy.”

Auntie went to grab my cock as soon as Mother released her grip.

“Hands off!” Snapped Mother, “He is my boy and I must have everything first. Let’s see if there’s any left for you then.”

She stood up, removed her panties and slowly lowered herself on to my cock. Kneeling astride me, she gasped as my huge cock went all the way home.

Auntie was now beside herself, shuddering and gushing and pushing her face down in order to watch her sisters pussy at close quarters, gently milking her own sons rigid member.

Mother ripped her blouse open and grabbed her sisters hands to knead and squeeze her breasts as she rose and fell upon my cock.

In turn, I reached up and grabbed Aunties tits, squeezing and pinching her nipples each time she gushed.

Mother was in no rush. She gently fucked my cock, pausing every now and again to clench it with her cunt muscles. Eventually she built to a slow crescendo and orgasmed long and hard at the same time, those muscles milking my cock and pulling a spine shattering orgasm from me as my spunk powered in to her womb.

Mother stayed sat astride me. Shuddering and gasping from little after orgasms. Auntie was still bearing down on my face. I had no idea whether she had been orgasming or pissing, but I was soaked through.

“That was awesome.” said Auntie Sue “I can’t believe I just watched you wrestle and fuck your own son. Even more so, I can’t believe how incredibly erotic and horny it was.”

“You can talk, you’re his Auntie sat on his face!” Mother said. Her voice still slightly slurred from all the alcohol and tremoring after the orgasms. “But seriously, this has to be our secret, you can’t breathe a word of this.”

“OK” said Auntie, “but one condition.” As she reached out her hand to Mother.

“What’s that?” Mother replied as she took Aunties hand.

“Change ends, you’ve just been tagged!” Auntie shrieked in anticipation.

Mother smiled in agreement and the pair of them slowly stood up.

I gazed up at them. Still not believing this had really happened. What a sight they made. Hair all over the place, smudged make up, skirts around waists, dishevelled nylons, gaping blouses pinbahis güvenilirmi revealing pointy hard nipples and still with their stilettos on. It was enough to start the blood flowing back to my loins already.

“Er, don’t I get a say in this?” I asked

Mother was first to reply, “Well, we already had an agreement for me to wrestle all your spare seed from you. This would just be an extension to include my sister.”

I thought I’d just as well push my luck, “OK then, so long as Auntie obeys the same lingerie rules.”

They both looked down on me, “Shouldn’t be a problem” said Auntie, “Me and your Mother have always shared the same tastes.”

“Oh, just one more thing. I get to teach Auntie some moves and then I get to watch you two wrestle at some point…”

” I’m sure if you get us tipsy enough we might be persuaded” Auntie said

” I think so too.” slurred Mother. “Now can we we get on please?”

They then changed ends. I didn’t want this to be over.

Mother stood astride my head. I looked up at her gorgeous labia. Still glowing but swollen and closed. The tip of her clitoris just protruding.

As she looked down at my soaking face and hair, she said, “Bloody hell Sue, what have you been doing?”

Sue was just getting in to position between my legs.

“You remember what I was like as a teenager sis. I used to pee a little bit when I got so excited. Especially if we went to see a pop group. It still happens when I get so excited, plus I came watching you two so that’s mixed in. Now, be quiet and sit down, the wet won’t hurt you, it’s my turn to explore this wonderful young cock.”

Auntie then started to stroke my half limp cock and gently sucked on the tip. It was quickly coming back to life.

Mother lowered herself on to my face. My tongue eagerly greeting her swollen lips. As I carefully parted them ready to suck on her clit, I reached up to her plump firm breasts and gave her nipples a hard tweak. She gasped, at the same time her pussy contracted and spat a huge glob of my own cum down my throat.

Now that I hadn’t been expecting.

It happened so quick that I didn’t have time to react. It was certainly a first for me, I felt slightly repulsed yet, still overcome with the overall eroticism of it.

Mother had sensed the release as her pussy contracted. “Did you enjoy that son? Your own filth back with a big helping of Mummy cum.” She then pushed down harder on me and started to frig herself as she watched her sister go to work on my cock.

Auntie was so similar to Mother, seemingly fascinated by my young cock. She was exploring every crevice around my glans with her tongue and carefully studying my pulsations as she squeezed in different places. Sighing in satisfaction when her attention to my frenulum produced the strongest pulses and most pre cum.

I couldn’t take much of this. I started to tense as I felt my orgasm growing. Ready to shoot it down my Aunties throat.

I started to gasp as the critical moment approached. Aunties skilful mouth and hands were building me to an explosive cum.

Mother had been watching intently. Grinding her pussy down hard on my face and frigging her clit harder and harder as I approached orgasm.

Then with a furious frigging of her clit, she orgasmed on my face, I felt the now familiar tang of her cum in my throat. In the same instant she leapt forward, pushing her sister backwards and away from my cock in one hard shove. She grabbed my cock in the very second that my orgasm started and slipped it right to the back of her throat. I grunted and gasped as my cum literally exploded past her tonsils, pulsing at the very beginning of her neck.

“You bitch.” shouted Auntie, “That was supposed to be mine!”

“Aah no” gurgled Mother as she pulled back from my cock, “I said his seed is all mine. If you want some, you’ll have to fight me for it next time, but I won’t make it easy.”

“Challenge accepted!” Snapped Auntie Sue.

“In the meantime, we have some unfinished business here.” Said Mother, gesturing to Auntie to rejoin her.

I was squirming, my cock was getting ultra post orgasm sensitive but Mother still had a firm grip on it. She squeezed it really hard and managed to force a small drop of cum on to her other hand. Shen then wiped it across her sisters mouth. “There’s a little sample for you.” she sneered.

“But now, help me here. Sit on his legs so he can’t move.”

So Mother on my chest, Auntie on my legs, Mother pulled my foreskin back hard to fully expose my sore glowing ultra sensitive glans. She dragged a fingernail from my pee slit down my cock. I yelled in post sexual agony. Then Auntie joined in, the pair of them scratching pinching and pulling my cock in post orgasm torture. It was exquisite and yet unbearable. A true sensation that a woman could never experience, yet these two were hopelessly enjoying inflicting it on me.

Mother then pinched the fold of skin attaching my foreskin to my frenulum and started to force a large fingernail in to my pee slit. It was excruciating.

“Submit?” She snarled

“Yes, yes yes!” I squealed

Mother slapped my now limp cock to one side, “Round two to Mother I believe….”

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Note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

Aunt and nephew lay cuddled together, lightly stroking each others bodies. Both not saying much as they both contemplated Peg’s earlier statement about where this was all heading. Peg sighed and decided to turn the conversation back to what they enjoyed most. Sex.

“So how was it?” She asked Tyler as she raised herself on her elbow, lightly stroking his thigh.

“Hmmm? How was what?”

“My pee panties.” Peg laughed. “Did you like it?”

“Hell yes! It was so kinky Aunt Peg.”

“Yes. But what was it like, really? I never asked when I did it before.” Peg pursued.

“Well… it was wet for one! Then.. I don’t know… I could kind of smell your piss on the panties even though it was in my mouth. And it kind of dripped down my throat too and I could taste it and it kind of burned a little. Then, when I sucked on them, I could taste it more. The more I sucked the more I wanted to taste it. It was strange but so hot at the same time. And.. and watching you riding me while I sucked on your piss — it was just so hot Aunt Peg.”

“Would you want it again?” Peg asked.

“Oh god Yes!” Tyler said, sitting up almost excitedly. “You know, I remember you saying how you used to not drink so your pee would be really thick and smelly? I.. I think I want that too. There’s just something so erotic about it, I really cant explain it.”

Peg smiled. “Yes, its difficult to explain but it is really kinky and hot.”

“What about you Aunt Peg? How do you feel when you do it?”

“Well… its almost a power thing? I mean its so kinky to have a man suck on my panties even more so when they are full of piss. And when I’m riding you, knowing you are sucking on my pee soaked panties? Its just so hot.. something inside me gets all worked up and the sex is just powerful. I cant explain it either.”

“I mean, just thinking about it gets my stomach fluttering but actually doing it, well, its just so much more kinky and I really get off on it now. I didn’t before, I told you that. But after doing it a few times, it just became so erotic. And with you, it’s just so intimate. Its like a different level of sex.” She explained further and then paused for a minute, looking deeply at Tyler.

“I’m sorry if I surprised you with that. I should have asked you before doing it. I know you had said you wanted it but I guess I should still have asked you or at least warned you. I was just feeling really naughty.” Peg explained.

“I liked it Aunt Peg. You don’t need to feel bad. I really liked it. I was surprised, sure, but maybe that added to the kinkiness.” Tyler responded.

Peg reached up to kiss him lightly on the lips. “we’ve only got a few hours left before checkout. Maybe we should have a quick nap and then if we wake up in time we can have another session. He seems to need some rest too.” Peg smiled as she gave his cock another squeeze then patted her own pussy. “And she does as well.”

She lay her head on Tylers shoulder and lay there quietly till she felt his breathing change. She slowly moved off him and went to sit at the chair, lighting up a cigarette. She watched her nephew sleeping, his arms spread wide and his cock lying along his leg. She so loved his cock. She loved how easily he made her cum and how hard she came when she fucked him. She loved their conversations and how she felt when she was around him. She so loved him.

She loved him.

The realization hit her like a sledgehammer. Sure they had said I love yous many times but she never realized how deeply in love she was with him. Her own nephew. Her brother’s son. The brother she used to enjoy fucking so much and she had loved him too. But with Tyler it was somehow different. This love affair made her giddy. Made her want him like she hiltonbet yeni giriş had wanted no other. Made her feel things that no other had. And the sex. Yes, it was the most awesome sex she had ever had if truth be told. No one made her cum as intensely or as many times in one session as Tyler did. Her nephew. “God”, she thought to herself, “What have I gotten myself into.”

She knew she had had this conversation with herself many times before. With all the men she had fallen for. As far as Tyler was concerned, she had thought about it a few times before this as well but it had never really hit her how much in love with him she was. “Oh Peg, Peg,” she said softly to herself. “Why do you keep doing this?”

She glanced at the clock. Tyler had been asleep for almost an hour. Checkout was at 12pm and mentally she calculated that would give them enough time for another romp. She sighed, both in anticipation as well as resignation as she realized just how much she craved his cock. Longed for it to fill her up. Longed for the thrills and jolts of excitement that shot through her. She had never wanted cock the way she wanted it with Tyler. She had never fucked another man so much and so often and still wanted more.

Peg felt the moistness growing in her pussy. “God you make we so wet so easily Tyler,” she said softly again, to no one in particular. She moved toward the bed and crawled on it slowly. Moving to Tyler’s cock she started licking it softly. First the shaft then up to the head. She felt him stir slightly and murmur. She licked his balls, then the shaft again. Tickling the shaft with her tongue. The meat started to grow and pulse.

Peg lifted the semi hard cock with her hands and placed the head in her mouth. With slow deliberate strokes she moved her mouth down to the balls and then back up again. Her fingers moved to tease his balls as she sucked and it now stood hard and proud. Her pussy was already tingling as she continued sucking. Her hand moved to her mound and she could feel her wetness.

She felt the cock throb in her mouth and her eyes moved up to Tylers face. She heard him groan softly and suddenly he jerked awake.

“Aunt Peg! Fuck! You’re sucking me. I thought I was dreaming!”

“Morning lover.” She cooed, taking her mouth of his cock briefly before taking it back into her mouth. She slobbered hotly on his cock. “I’m so wet Tyler. So wet for you. It’s all you.” She said, taking her mouth of his cock. “I want you baby. I want you inside me. I need you to fuck me.”

Tyler didn’t need any further encouragement. He rolled out of bed. His cock was long and hard, longer than he had seen it before. He pushed Peg on to her back and grabbed her feet. Peg gasped then giggled as he pulled her to the edge of the bed. He lifted her legs so her ass was balanced at the end of the mattress. He placed his cock against her moist pussy lips and pressed forward, spreading her slit open as he thrust into her.

“Ohhh fuckkk.” Peg moaned as his cock speared into her. She felt him flex his cock inside her and her pussy spasmed as her toes started to tingle. Tyler started to thrust hard into her. Peg moaned loudly. He bent down to lift her body slightly up toward him causing his cock to rub against her clit as he fucked her deep and hard.

“Oh fuck baby…fuck… that’s it… fuck me… oh God Tyler…..” Peg screamed. Her hands moved to hold her tits that were being buffeted by Tylers hard thrusts. Her pussy had started clenching wildy on her nephews cock.

“Oh shit.. your gonna cum.. I can feel you…cum aunt peg, cum!” Tyler said as he felt her pussy starting to spasm.

“Yes… oh fuck baby.. yes, I’m cummingggg” Peg wailed. Tyler plunged deep into her. Her pussy walls clenched and spasmed on his cock. He let the spasming slow down hiltonbet giriş a bit before he started fucking her again, this time more slowly. Peg moaned loudly, thrusting up against him. She could feel another orgasm building just as the first one subsided.

“I want to keep you cumming Aunt Peg.” Tyler moaned as even as he felt her spasming subside, he could feel her starting to cum again. “I can feel you Aunt Peg.. oh god, I could fuck you all day. Youre cumming again”

“Yes, yes, oh baby.. I’m cumming againnnnn…don’t stop baby…” Peg cried out. She was shaking and moaning as another orgasm wracked her body. Tyler kept on fucking her slowly, feeling her tight pussy clenching on his cock. He buried his cock deep in her again and didn’t move. Waiting until her spasming subsided. Pegs hands clenched his back tightly as she cried out in pleasure. “Oh god… oh fuck… Tyler you make me feel so good.” She practically sobbed.

Tyler pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and slammed his cock into her hard and fast. Peg started to cry out incoherently as she shook her head from side to side. Tyler grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples as he fucked her with wild abandon. Peg tensed and cried out as her body shook with the pleasure of yet another orgasm.

Tylers legs and arms were beginning to hurt a little from holding Aunt Peg and also thrusting so hard into her. He pulled his cock out of her wet pussy, pushing her back on the bed.

“How do you want me?” Peg asked, in between deep breaths.

“Get comfortable on the bed. I’m going to do you how you like it, with me on top.”

Peg moved to the middle of the bed, spreading her legs wide and opening her arms for him. He clambered on top of her and slid his cock into her hot, wet pussy. He fucked her slowly as he kissed her lips. He could feel her trembling as his cock pistoned slowly in and out of her. Peg broke away from the kiss to take a deep breath. She started breathing heavily almost as if she was in labour. Her pussy was aflame with desire and her whole body was tingling.

Tyler placed his face next to her ear. “I wish I had two more cocks now. I’d fuck all your holes at the same time.”

“Oh god yes.. I want you Tyler.. I want all your cocks. Only yours. I’m yours baby. All yours. Only yours.”

Tylers dirty talk and the thought of three cocks in her set her off once more. She thrashed about on the bed as Tyler kept fucking into her. “Baby..Babyyy.. Baaabbbyyyy… Oh Goddddddd!” Peg cried out once again. She seemed to be cumming and cumming and she almost felt like she was going to pass out. The feelings were so intense.

“Stop..Baby Stop!” Peg pleaded. Tyler gave one final thrust, burying his cock deep inside her. He could feel her cervix almost sucking on his cock and he breathed deeply to avoid from cumming. His cock throbbed hotly as his aunts pussy clenched and spasmed on it. She kept spasming, her body jerking in time with each spasm.

“What do you want Aunt Peg?” Tyler whispered in her ear.

“I want you to cum…cum in me… cum with me…”

Tyler started to fuck her again, with long, deep, slow strokes. Peg was almost crying in pleasure now. “Youre so deep Tyler… Oh goddd… Tyler….Tyler… I love you Tyler! I love you so much!”

“Cum one more time before I do.” Tyler said, gritting his teeth as he felt her pussy starting to spasm yet again.

“I ammm Oh god I am… I’m just cumming and cumming.. Oh Godddd Tyleerrrrrrr!”

Tyler sped up his thrusts as he felt his aunt cumming on his cock. He held her tight and started to jackhammer into her.

“Yes..Yesss..Yesssss… Cumming… Oh godddd cum with me Tyler… Pleasssseee”

He fucked her hard and fast, feeling her pussy continuously spasm as she kept crying out in ecstacy. He could hiltonbet güvenilirmi feel his balls churning and he wanted to cum so bad.

“Tylerrrrr….Tylerrrrrrrrrrrr…fucckkkkkkkkk!” Peg was delirious now as her body continued to shake in an intense orgasm that just seemed to get bigger and bigger.

“Aunt Peg… Aunt Peg… I… I’m gonna cum!”

“Oh god yesss…yessss” Peg cried, wrapping her legs around his back and sobbing in pleasure.

Tyler suddenly stiffened and thrust hard into her. “Aunt Peg…Aunt Pegggggg!”

His cock jerked and emptied its molten lava into his Aunts clenching pussy. His body trembled as he felt hers trembling with him. His cock and balls almost hurt as the emptied their load into his Aunts seething pussy. She was sobbing and moaning with pleasure as her legs drummed his back and her hands held on to him tightly.

Two bodies, trembling and spasming together as one. Her orgasm slowly started to subside but her pussy still spasmed, milking every drop from Tylers cock. He slowly pulled out of Aunt Peg, causing her to gasp and tremble yet again. Tyler held her tight as his wet cock slapped against her thigh.

The two lovers lay clenched together for a little while before Tyler moved off his aunt. He kissed her stomach and then moved to kiss her mound. He watched with fascination as his semen dripped out of his aunts ravaged pussy. He scooped up a little of the cum with his fingers and moved it to her face. She leaned up and slurped his finger, eating the cum off it.

Peg moaned softly again as she lay back on the pillow. “Oh god Tyler. That was so intense. I’m still shaking.” She laughed softly. “You okay baby?”

“yes..yes I’m fine. It was intense Aunt Peg. You came so many times and kept cumming.”

“MmmmHhhhmmm” Peg nodded. “I”ve never cum so hard and so many times like that Tyler… Its all you baby. All you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too Aunt Peg.” Tyler beamed, knowing he was the man that had fucked her so good. Better than any of the many other men that had fucked her before. That was what he wanted to hear and that made his feel good knowing it.

“Come lie down a bit Ty” Peg said, her hands placed on top of her pussy as if to say she was now closed for business. “We need to check out in a bit.”

“Yeah… I hate that we have to go. Can’t we extend it for another day? I could fuck you all day Aunt Peg.”

She laughed. “You already have Tyler. Each and every time was just amazing. But I don’t think she can take much more. I don’t think I can take much more!”

“Anyway, I need to get to work tomorrow honey. So we really do have to get back.” Peg continued. “But I wont say no to another fuck later this evening or tonight!”

Tyler lay beside his aunt. “I just cant get enough of you Aunt Peg. I adore you. I just love fucking you and making you cum.”

“I cant get enough of you either Ty. And I love the way you make me cum honey. I haven’t felt this way in such a long time. Thank you.”

“Thank you for what Aunt Peg?”

“Just everything Tyler. The way you make me feel. The way you treat me. The way you fuck me. Just everything. Thank you. For us.”

Tyler beamed again. He looked at his watch. “Wanna have a shower together? Guess we really should pack up and head home.”

Peg giggled. “I’ll shower with you only if you promise to behave!”

Tyler took Peg’s hand and moved it to his wet cock. “I don’t think he’ll recover in time Aunt Peg so I guess I will behave!” He laughed.

“Then lets go shower then and get out of here.”

“Thank you too Aunt Peg. This was really awesome. Really, really awesome.” Tyler said softly. “I hope we can get away again.”

Peg smiled. “There’s really no need to come to a motel when we have our own home. Although it is a little bit more fun I’ll have to admit.”

“So we can come again?” Tyler said, sitting up and looking at his aunt excitedly.

“We’ll see honey. We’ll see. Now lets get cleaned up.” Peg said as she raised herself up to give Tyler a peck on his lips.

*** To be continued ***

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When I was married at the age of 22 in a Thakur family, I never knew that my life would take such unexpected turn. I was from a poor family of a rural area. My father had died when I was 10 years old. As I grew up my mother was looking for a suitable groom and because I was beautiful by the common standard, I was selected by a rich family that had landed property in a nearby village for their eldest son Hari, who was then 26 years.

My husband had three siblings, Shiva was 24, Shankar was 22 and the youngest one Deva was just 20. Their parents have died when Deva was only 12 years. Since then all the brothers worked together and under the guidance of my husband, Hari, not only managed their property effectively but accumulated much wealth to be regarded as one of the richest families of the area. It was their uncle and aunt who selected me as the bride for their eldest nephew. Because I was good looking, had a nice figure and had read up to school final, I was selected as the bride. What was much of relief to my widowed mother and elder brother was that they demanded no dowry as was common in our society.

I was married off in a solemn ceremony and walked into the haveli (old style palatial house) of my husband as a bride. I lived happily there with my husband and three brother-in-laws. My mother died within six months of our marriage. I went to my brother’s place for the last ritual and found that my new life style has changed me so much that I did not feel comfortable during my stay in the very house where I had grown up. Within one and half year of wedding I gave birth to a son. It was not only my husband but his brothers as well who rejoiced over the birth.

By the time my son was one and half year old, my husband died due to sudden cardiac arrest. I was remorse at the sudden shock. However, after his rituals were over, my brother-in-law Shiva told me that in the absence of Hari, I should know about the properties they had. So he took me to show the landed property they had, the rice and mustard oil mills they owned in nearby villages. I had no idea of such vast property that they had.

Then one day Shiva took me to show their farm house that was located nearly hundred fifty kilometers from our haveli. I knew about farm house but never imagined that it had such an area with palatial building inside it. There were four guards and four wolf-like dogs of some breed that guarded the farm house. By the time we reached there it was afternoon. Shiva guided me inside to show the palatial building. The building had one room each marked for each brother. I casually wanted to know the use of such a large farm house.

Shiva smiled awkwardly and said, “Bhavi, you know we Thakurs are very lustful. The farm house is for our enjoyment.

Even your husband had spent nights here when you were in advanced stage to enjoy extra-marital life.”

I was shocked at this revelation and felt disgraced that my husband had enjoyed with some other woman during my pregnancy. But I blushed at such blatant revelation by Shiva. Because four rooms for each brother indicated that all the brothers were in the same boat so far as the lustful activities were concerned. I did not know what to say but maintained extra reserved attitude to make Shiva understand that I did not at all like all these activities.

When I looked at Shiva, I saw him smiling mischievously. I felt quite uncomfortable and said to him, “Let us now return to home. I am quite tired.”

Shiva said to me, “I have something important to discuss with you. You see, there is no property in your name and after Hari died we can drive you and your son out of our house. But for a young widow like you it may not be easy to live an honorable life.

I have discussed with my brothers and decided that we won’t get married to prevent our property from getting divided provided you agree to serve our physical needs now and then.”

I was thunder-struck and angrily said, “You three brothers want to make your bhavi your mistress? How debased and mean are you! Taking the chance of my helplessness?”

Shiva shamelessly said, “You are starving too with your youthful body like that. You see, if you agree we will take every care of you including the education of your son and we assure that everything will be within four walls of the haveli.”

“How can you come with such dirty proposal?” I angrily retorted, “You want me not only to go to bed with you but with your brothers, who are younger to me. How shameless you can be.”

Shiva replied, “You will be our Draupadi. Don’t forget she satisfied five.”

Then Shiva changed his topic, “Have you seen the dogs of the farm house? They can tear away any human being and it will look like just an accident. Hope you don’t want to confront them nor wish your son to be let before these wolf-like dogs.”

I was shivering in anger, insult and fear. Particularly reference to my little son almost froze me. I was wondering how I have fallen a victim of these dirty and violent people.

However, marsbahis güvenilirmi Shiva went a step further and said, “Have you seen the guards of this farmhouse. If someone does to yield to our proposal we often let these guards enjoy. But don’t be afraid, you’re our family’s widow and symbol of honour so we won’t be that cruel to you to let these guards ravish you.”

A feeling of fear ran along my spine. Shiva had very discreetly told me what is expected of me. I stood in silence for sometimes. Shiva did not insist for immediate answer but waited calmly with the cold eyes of a python. I was shedding tears at the turn of events in which I was. Then I thought of my future, the safety of my son and also the breach of trust by my husband during my pregnancy.

“What do you want me to do?” I finally asked Shiva.

“I want you to be my bride in this farmhouse,” he curtly replied.

“And then in coming days to serve as the bride of your brothers too?” I said, “Why call bride? Say mistress!”

Shiva said, “Our entire property will be in the name of your son and we will brought him up with love and care like our own son. You are to make sure of only two things that you serve our needs and you don’t get pregnant.”

“Can I trust them, those who want to make their elder brother’s wife a mistress?” I said.

“You need not agree till we have transferred all property in the name of your minor son”, said Shiva, “And you will be the trustee. If you want to take revenge, you can deprive us once the property gets transferred and you become the trustee. If we can trust you, why can’t you?”

I have almost decided by then my action and said to Shiva, “I might agree with your proposal but like your elder brother you can’t go on for me at home and at others outside at the same time.”

Shiva shamelessly replied, “I will be loyal to you provided you can serve my needs. But I can’t assure about my brothers.”

I thought for sometimes. I have no place to go; my brother is too poor and once he gets married I would be a burden on them. So far I have not noticed any attempt on the part of my brother-in-laws either to harass me or to abuse me sexually. Moreover, the huge property would be in my son’s name. I would be the trustee. I also thought of my age and youth. I admitted to me secretly that after my husband’s death I too felt starved sexually and there were often forbidden desires in me.

I looked at Shiva and said, “Ok I trust you. I will be your bride tonight.”

It was already dusk. I followed Shiva as he guided me to the room designated for him. The bed inside the room was already decked with flowers. He had this plan from the beginning, I thought.

Once inside the room Shiva opened the almirah that stored many dresses and said to me, “Leave your white attire of a widow and get dressed like a bride with vermilion on your forehead. You will no longer be like a widow tonight.”

Despite all insult, dishonor and repulsion I dressed as a bride and sat on the bed. Shiva came near me, lifted my veil and kissed my lips putting his tongue inside exploring my tongue. I kept my eyes shut in shame and hatred and decided to satisfy his lust like a corpse. Shiva slowly started removing my dress, unhooked my bra and began to suck one boob while kneading the other. I could feel that despite my repulsion my starving youthful body was responding to his caress as I felt wetness in my love triangle.

It was not long before Shiva removed my petticoat and pulled down the panty. He began to play with my long pubic hairs and occasionally fingered my pussy hole. Soon his face descended on my pussy and began to lick it like a crazy fellow. As his tongue tinkled my clit I started moaning in forbidden pleasure.

By next fifteen minutes, my body and mind melted to his caress and when he guided my hand to his hard dick I held it lovingly in my palm stroking it mildly. Shiva pulled my face near his phallus and pushed it in my mouth. I started sucking it lovingly.

Finding my positive responses, Shiva asked, “Are you enjoying?”

I nodded silently and Shiva then parted my legs wide apart and slowly started pushing his cock inside my cunt. My pussy hole was wet enough and Shiva slid his hard meat inside me. As he started battering the tender muscles of my vagina brutally, I moaned in pleasure and pain and hugged him tightly while his lips were locked with mine. We had nearly an hour long passionate action after which I pleaded him to come and he flooded my cunt with his endless load. That night we had two more sessions of love making.

In the morning, as we disengaged our nude bodies from mutual hug, I asked Shiva, “Are you satisfied at my service?”

Shiva pulled me towards him, planted a kiss on my lips and said, “You served more than I expected. You are fabulous.”

Later I retired to my white attire and returned to haveli. Although both Shankar and Deva knew about the escapade they did not say anything and I found them taking marsbahis yeni giriş care of my son. For about a week there was an extra-ordinary silence in the haveli. On the eighth evening, Shankar invited me to go out with him and I knew what it meant.

As expected Shankar took me to the farm house. But unlike Shiva he did not ask me to get dressed as a bride. Once inside his private room, he commanded me to remove his dresses. I was dying in shame yet with shivering hands I removed his dress and his hard throbbing cock sprang out before me. He asked me to kneel down before him and take his cock in my mouth. As I was sucking his dick, he started removing the pallu of my saree and putting his hands inside my blouse began to fondle my tits.

Gradually my upper part was stripped of all covers and Shankar complimented me, “You have a sexy body like a whore. Why did you starve so long?”

I had grown shameless by then and replied, “Why did you let me starve so long?”

Shankar seemed happy at my reply and asked me, “Who is better? Me or Shiva?”

Instead of replying I started sucking his dick harder and faster making him moan and then he discharged his load in my mouth. Like a slut I began to lick it clean and soon it came to life again becoming hard. Shankar by that time had lifted my saree and petticoat up to my waist. He seemed to be more fascinated at my asses as he fondled them, licked the ass walls and ass hole. Before I could actually understand, he was on my back with his shaft trying to penetrate my asshole. I pleaded him not to sodomize me. But he was already crazy and was in no mood to listen.

By next ten minutes he invaded my asshole and began to ride hard on me while fondling my boobs. I screamed initially in pain but gradually the pain subsided and I took to his rhythm of ass fucking and moved my asses to match his strokes. After fucking my ass for sometimes, he pulled out his rod. Then he stripped me completely and began to caress my cunt with his lips and tongue. It became soon unbearable for me and I pushed his face from my pussy and pleaded him to pound my starving pussy.

Shankar asked me to fold my legs giving him a better access to my pussy. He was a bit rough and suddenly pushed his rod so hard as to drive its entire length inside. I screamed in pain. He then raised my arms upward above my head and began to sniff and lick my armpit. Occasionally, between his caressing the armpits his lips would take my lips in his and suck and lick them. I was in seventh heaven with him and enjoyed tremendously as he rode on me hard and fast making me moan like a possessed woman. When he finally discharged his load in my pussy I was facing an orgasm that I had never faced before and our bodies got entwined with each other like a pair of snakes.

We slept nude in each other’s embrace and in the morning woke up as Shankar started playing with my nipples. I noticed the hardness of his meat and smilingly asked, “Want to be united once again?”

“If you don’t have any objection,” Shankar briefly replied.

To show my willingness, I pulled his face on my boobs allowing him to suck while my hand took his hard throbbing manhood in my palm caressing it gently. We had some foreplay before I took his rod in my craving pussy and we ended up with mutual orgasm in the morning session of love-making.

Later as he was caressing my nude body, I asked him, “Did I satisfy you?”

“More than I expected,” replied Shankar.

“Will you still keep looking for woman outside like your deceased brother?” I said, “You are to choose the one between me and outside woman.”

“I think, I don’t need to look outside,” Shankar said, “You are more than mere fantastic. I love you.”

As usual we returned to our haveli next day. After two experiences with Shiva and Shankar a new horizon of carnal pleasure opened to me and I felt that I was fully a woman capable of enjoying my sexuality as well as capable of providing extreme pleasure to others.

In the meantime, as promised they had initiated the process of transferring the property in the name of my minor son and making me trustee of the same. However, I was ashamed about Deva because he was younger to me and I knew that my next encounter would be with my youngest brother-in-law.

On the fourth day after my encounter with Shankar in the farm house, Deva bluntly asked me in the haveli, “When are you going to satisfy my thirst?”

Though I knew it was bound to happen, his blunt question made me blush. He seemed to enjoy to see me blushing and teased me, “Nice to see you blushing even after your experiences with Shiva and Shankar.”

I felt as if I had been stripped once again as Deva referred to my escapades with his elder brothers. He then said to me, “What about you and me going to the farm house tomorrow? Of course, if you’re not bleeding.”

I felt disgusted at the manner in which he referred to bleeding, which could have meant both my period of menses or the bleeding caused by the marsbahis giriş sexual assaults of his elder brothers. I didn’t reply but looked at him scolding with my glances and showing my disapproval of his manners. But he seemed not to bother about it. On the following evening he took me to the farm house. I knew that my pleadings would have no effect still I requested him telling that I felt very ashamed since he was so younger to me.

“I enjoy when the partner is ashamed and I like to see her pleading” was his blatant reply.

I decided not to show my weaknesses to him nor to plead before him whatever might come. Once in the farm house, he took me to the room meant for him and gave me a pair of lacy bra and panty and said, “You will come to me only in this outfit.”

It was such a skimpy pair of outfit that I could not but plead not to let me force to wear those.

“Why are you ashamed?” Deva said, “After sometime I will not allow even a single thread on your body and you’re going to be totally nude before me.”

Realizing that it was futile to argue with him, I put on the lacy bra and panty and appeared before him. He looked appreciatively at my figure and said, “You have a real sexy body.”

I lowered my gaze in shame. He came near me and lifted my hands and pointing at my bushy armpits said, “Why you keep them dirty? Did you appear like this before your late husband and before Shiva and Shankar? They are savages and have no sense of beauty.”

Deva then suddenly pushed his hand inside my panty and discovering bushy growth there said to me, “I’ll shave you clean so that your nether lips are clearly visible. I enjoy clean shaved woman.”

Within next ten minutes he made me lay exposing my armpits and cunt as he shaved me clean. His act of shaving me was enough to arouse me though I tried hard to hide my arousal. He then washed my armpits and pussy and kissed me there. I didn’t react much knowing my destiny. But Deva was more mischievous than I thought.

“You’re behaving like a dead body”, Deva said to me, “I enjoy to see woman ashamed and falling on my feet pleading to be spared.”

“You are not going to spare me nor did your brothers,” I said angrily, “So what is the need to plead or to be ashamed? You are going to take the chance of my helplessness and satisfy your lust.”

“I can still made you plead,” Deva said, “Suppose I call one of those guards and ask him to fuck you in front of me?”

I never thought that Deva can go to that extent. I fell on his feet and said, “Please don’t bring further insult on me. Tell me how can I please you? Have mercy on me.”

Deva seemed happy. He said, “You get fully dressed. I want you to enact a rape scene with me pleading for mercy. But I will not listen to your pleas. Tear away all your dress and leave you without a thread on your body and rape you against your will. This is just my fantasy, don’t take it otherwise.”

I was stunned at his mentality. But I had no option but to follow his wishes. So I got dressed and Deva was chasing me inside the room. To let him fulfill his fantasy I pretended to resist him with all feigned acts. I had no idea of his strength and in fifteen minutes Deva almost tore away all my cloths. My bra was not unhooked but both the shoulder straps were torn. He had roughly pulled the lacy panty tearing the backside that exposed my asses. To fulfill his desire I fell to his feet pleading him to spare me. Deva made me lie on the bed and got on me pulling away my bra completely and started biting my boobs and nipples hard. I cried in pain. Our feigned fight continued for some more time.

Then Deva got out of his trousers and underwear. I was afraid to see his tool. I had never seen such a monstrous dick in my life. It was bigger than my husband, Shiva and Shankar. Its length and girth made me wonder if I can accommodate it. It leaped like an angry black cobra. His pubic hairs were clean shaved.

Deva could read my mind and said, “Hope you have never seen a cock like this. Don’t be afraid, you’ll enjoy every bit of it. I might call you by dirty words like slut or whore, please don’t mind. They excite me and add to my fantasy. I really don’t mean those words for you.”

He pulled my head holding my hair roughly and commanded me to open my mouth. As I opened my mouth he pushed his hard cock so deep that it reached my throat and I was almost choked.

“You slut, suck it,” Deva ordered, “You’ve never got such a cutlet in your mouth.”

I kept sucking while Deva continued to explore my boobs, thighs and pudenda with his passionate gropes. Soon we were in 69 position, me sucking his rod while his mouth explored my cunt sending thrilling sensations in my whole body. As I started moaning, Deva started fucking my mouth at higher speed and flooded my oral cavity with his huge load. To avoid getting choked, I started swallowing his salty load.

Once he fucked my mouth, Deva began caressing my nude body and I could feel his bites on my tender fleshes around thighs and pussy. In less than 20 minutes, he was hard again and turned me upside down on my belly. He brought a bottle of almond oil which he messaged in my ass cheeks and ass hole. I knew instinctively what his next move would be and without much fuss opened my ass hole before him.

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I awoke in my roommate’s bed with my arms around his naked chest. “Leo?”

“Yeah?” The sexy Hispanic hippie yawned, stretching his back. This drew my attention to a bright red tattoo on his pectoral. The previous night, when he was balls deep in my ass, I had assumed it was a logo of some kind. Now I could see clearly it was a grumpy Care Bear.

‘Cute.’ The true mark of a 90’s kid. “How long are you going to be in town?”

“As long as you need me to be.” Leo smiled and kissed my cheek. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth, I guess.”

“When did you lose your virginity?”

I forced a chuckle. “I was eighteen, living in Vegas, with my mom. So, for my high school graduation, a few of my friends pulled together our cash and shared a call-girl. She was one of those expensive ones, nice clothes, perfect hair, classy, like the hot school teacher stereotype. She even met my mother.”

“She met your mom?” Leo threw his head back in laughter. As a fellow Hispanic he knew my pain. “Let me guess, she was posing as a friend’s older sister or cousin, and your mom needed to meet her to prove that you’ll have a nice Christian fun time?”

“It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. My mom refused to let me go to my friend’s ‘party’ without meeting his ‘mother.’ And yes, our high-class escort was that much older.” I couldn’t recall much, only that she had been a kind woman in her late thirties, who specialized in taking the virginity of shy, inexperienced men. “I have a feeling if we’d picked up a younger one, she wouldn’t have been as tolerant of my circle of virgins.” I sighed, as I kissed Leo’s cheek. “It was one last night of fun before heading off to college in Seattle, discovering a new world of beautiful men. Like father like son, I guess.” The idea filled me with guilt, thoughts of my mother. She never knew I lost my virginity to a prostitute, or that I was even into guys. “Truth or dare?”

Leo thought for a moment. “Dare.”

“Do you think my dad could come to visit?”

“Absolutely,” Leo said with a smirk. “I think he’d be a lot of fun.” Leo stayed in bed while I got dressed for my shift at the clinic.

One long sweaty bike ride later, I arrived to the sight of Tomas waiting outside the front door. The nurse was looking at his watch while flipping through his chart.

“Hello, Jeff.”

“Were you waiting for me?”

Tomas nodded as he turned to enter the building. “I have some unfortunate news.”

“Do you live here?” I asked as I attempted to follow. Tom was in significantly better shape and as such was a much faster walker.

“Your father suffers from panic attacks and sleep seizures, it’s vital that he be given access to care 24 hours a day.”

“So, that’s a yes?”

“Correct. I reside in military housing until my next transfer.”

“So, you’re like his personal nurse?” I asked, breaking into a jog as we finally reached my father’s room. The door opened to reveal an empty bed. “Where is he?”

Tomas calmly took a seat, taking a sip from a can of soda that was already open. “Richard took a turn for the worst last night. He lost consciousness on the way to the bathroom and took a bad tumble.”

“Where is my father?” Was he dead?

“Richard Blake has been temporarily moved to the ICU.”

“Which is where?” I asked, getting truly annoyed.

“South building, third floor. last I heard he was in room five, it’s not hard to find.” His tone seemed to imply he would wait for me to return.

“Because there are only seven ICU rooms?”

“Ten actually,” Tomas said as he opened a nearby laptop. “If someone is too sick, they get transferred to the public hospital.”

“Ok.” I knew he added that last hint for a reason. The nurse wanted to see my next move. I headed to the ICU with my identification in hand. I did, in fact, have a plan in mind.

As I suspected, Richard Blake had no next of kin or power of attorney listed (so he would have absolutely been sent to the public hospital to die.) I was able to meet with a social worker and with my identification (cross referenced with my father’s military records,) our blood relation was confirmed. With my father’s current state, I was granted medical power of attorney. “Would you like me to accompany you to his room?” she asked.

“No, I’ll just pop my head in for a quick second,” I replied, using the excuse that I had to get to my volunteer shift. “I’ll be ten minutes tops, then I’m assuming Tomas Adele will be checking in on him throughout the day.”

I walked down the hallway, to the small patient ward. Rooms 1-4 housed comatose patients, attached to several machines. Room five was at the far end. From outside the door, I could hear moaning; it sounded like a cross between masturbation and my father shifting his sleeping position out of boredom. Leaning towards the former (based on our previous interaction,) I made sure to quickly pull the door shut. Turns out I was only partially correct.

The window was open letting in the bright sunlight of the South Dakota morning. sahabet güvenilirmi Richard Blake had just finished ejaculating all over his stomach. He was now sleeping naked like a cat bathing in the warm sun, giving me a good look at the unique variety of scars and tattoos covering his exposed skin.

On his stomach was a massive scar, something that looked to be from a large knife. The injury had mutilated a black and gray script tattoo. To the naked eye it appeared to be just random marks. I walked to the sink and moistened a handful of paper towels with the intention of gently cleaning off my father’s body before other staff members could stumble upon his compromised state.

As I stroked the warm moisture over his slender stomach, I knew he was only pretending to be asleep. “Is that a Las Vegas tattoo?”

Richard chuckled, his voice scratchy and deep, “A relic from another life.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“Nothing much to say; boy meets girl; a strong beautiful first-generation daughter of immigrants. She’s the only one who could ever match his level of crazy. We ran off to Las Vegas like the dumbass kids we were. She wanted to be a dancer. Not like a stripper but those dancers who look like they do ballet in outer space. You know what I’m talking about.”

“Cirque du Soleil?”

“Yeah, that’s it. I could never remember how to say that crap.”

“What did you want to do in Vegas?”

“In truth, I wanted to be a chef.”

“A chef?” I was a little surprised. I would have guessed professional card player or maybe even tattoo artist.

“I wanted to be the next Gordon Ramsey, and I guess I just figured that Vegas was an easy place to get my foot in the door, with all the hotels, casinos, and tourism shit.”

“So, what happened?” I asked as I went to the sink for a fresh towel.

“We moved to Vegas, got a cheap place off the strip. Things were good until they weren’t.”

“When you got your girlfriend knocked up?”

“I was a stupid kid with a head full of dreams and easy access to cocaine. My girl and I, we really thought we could make it work, but you know how the story goes; we were best friends then little by little I became the lazy good for nothing screw up who couldn’t do anything right.” He placed his hand to his ribs as if scratching an itch.

I was tempted to inquire further about the history of his relationship with my mother, but there was a far more interesting tattoo. Adorning his left side was an elaborate composition of what looked to be a series of trees. As I took a step closer. My father lifted his arm over his head, stretching his back with a deep sensual moan.

“What’s on your ribs?” My fingers seemed to move on their own, desperate for a closer look. I saw a series of handprints. The first was small like that of a newborn. This was followed by a slightly larger one, then three more for a total of five. The last one had text written throughout, ‘May he walk forever by my side.’

“A long-term project for my boy,” he said, adjusting his position to allow me a better look. “That first one is my precious little son’s hand with his name and birthdate incorporated into the design.”

“Cute.” Sure enough, that was my name and my birthdate written as script across the palm of the hand.

“The second was from a picture he gave me when he was five. The last three are predictions.”

“Predictions?” I placed my fingers on the third handprint. it was clearly drawn from memory, as most people cannot make a handprint in the shape of a peace sign naturally.

“They represent my prayers for my son; him making good choices as a teen, maybe even going to college to achieve his dreams. The fourth one is based on my hand; I was hoping maybe he’d look like me.”

The fifth handprint was distorted, slightly crumpled. “Does the last one represent death?”

My words caused him to blink back tears. “I imagine that will be the next time I’ll find him. I got the tattoo so that hopefully when he has to claim my body from the morgue, my boy will know I never stopped thinking about him.” Rubbing his eyes, my father sat up, reaching for his robe. “I enlisted because I wanted to be a father; to make a decent amount of money to care for my family.

“Do you remember Summer Hernanda?

“Summer…” my father chuckled; his words as clear as the day prior. “She named herself Summer. Her real name was something…Samantha Suzetta.”

“Ximena.”

“Yeah, that was it,” he said with a laugh. “She was a real ball-busting cunt.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know what I was expecting him to say. I took a step closer, placing a comforting hand to his shoulder.

“Damn bitch kept moving the goal post; I needed a ring, I needed to make more money, buy a better house, create a college fund, all while she lived as a stay-at-home mother. I went to sniper school, put in some time with special forces. I ranked up as fast as I could, coming home from deployment with a chest full of medals but nothing was ever enough. sahabet yeni giriş She cut off all contact, claiming I beat her, that I was an unstable psychopath. The truth would have been worse, I guess.”

I knew what he meant; she blackmailed him with the threat of exposing his sexuality.

Richard turned his head, blinking his good eye. His lips parted as he took a breath. “I want…” he swallowed hard as he struggled for air. “I-I want to go.”

“Go where?”

“I dunno,” he said with a shrug. “Someplace warm, I guess. I got real bad nerve damage, my muscles, my body it all just hurts so much.” he laughed softly. “You ever watch that show, ‘Family Guy’? In an older episode there was a joke about the first blind man to climb Mount Everest. I don’t know what the lead up was, but they showed a guide telling a blind guy that they made it to the top of Everest, and to gaze upon its beauty even though they were standing in the parking lot of a 7-11.”

“I think I saw that one.”

“Can that be you? Can you guide me to someplace beautiful even if it’s just the front parking lot of a 7-11?”

“By that logic I could just take you to the roof and say we made it to Mount Rushmore.”

“True,” he replied with a chuckle.

“I think I have an idea. Just give me a few hours.” I knew that since his mind was considered compromised, my father would need round the clock care. (Which was why I didn’t sneak him out the fire exit.) I returned to the social worker and explained my plan.

“Absolutely not,” she said with a laugh.

“With all due respect I’m his only living family.”

“He doesn’t know you. Do you honestly believe it’s in Richard’s best interest for you to exercise your medical power of attorney to have him removed from this facility?”

After the third time answering this question, I was becoming upset. Not only was I nearly an hour late for my shift but I did not appear to be gaining any ground in the conversation. “I’ll reduce my volunteer hours and I have a roommate who can assist me with day-to-day tasks.” I had no idea if that was even true but something about Leo made me want to trust him.

“And Tomas Adele?”

“What about him?”

“Your father suffers from blindness, and partial dementia. I can’t, in good conscience, allow you to takeover Richard Blake’s care without Tomas Adele’s direction.”

“I have to house my father’s… nurse?” I bit my tongue to avoid revealing the more appropriate title.

“Tomas Adele is a specialist brought to the facility via a research grant.”

“A research grant?” He was studying my father?

“Yes, without going into too much detail Tomas Adele’s focus is on psychology. I imagine you can discuss the specifics when he…”

“If,” I spoke up, “You mean if. I still have to run this by my roommate.” I had only asked Leo about Richard, but I assumed he would be fine with Tomas as well.

“Tomas will be issued a cost-of-living allowance equal to his salary, for a maximum of six months. After such time, you will be responsible for his cost of living, if he does not choose to leave for his next assignment.”

That was fair. Tomas would not be a financial burden, in fact Leo could possibly gain an extra source of income in the form of rent. Tomas was told about our plan and I was given the rest of the day to aid in transferring my father to the Airbnb.

Leo was more than accommodating. He had several fully furnished bedrooms, and after a phone call he was able to have the largest one readily prepared. This was the only room with its own private toilet and bath. Richard Blake was brought over via ambulance, with Tomas checking the suitability of the surroundings. Over the next few hours my father became very sick. he would never complain of pain, rather he would lay in bed, trapped in his own mind. he would suffer mild seizures, when his body would freeze but his hands would tremble as if reaching for something just out of grasp.

Tomas stayed by his side. stroking his lover’s sweaty face. “He’s just getting over a blood infection.”

“Not the fact that his brain is dying?”

“Dying is a state of mind.”

I was about to leave when Leo knocked on the door. “Is everything to your liking?” he asked, addressing the question towards Tomas. He carried an artisan wooden tray containing a teapot, two cups and a decorative metal box.

“That all depends on what’s on that tray.” Tomas chuckled, as if he already knew full well what was on the menu.

Leo poured two cups of tea. He offered one to Tomas, to taste test while taking a seat on the bed with the other. He blew softly, letting the scent fill the room. The liquid smelled of ginger and sweet herbs. I had to admit it was quite soothing, like a cross between incense and something comforting that my mother would make. “Here,” Leo said as he sat on the bed at my father’s side. “This will help with the pain.”

My father sat up, and with trembling hands he took hold of the cup, taking a moment to savor the scent. sahabet giriş “You remind me of someone,” he said with a smirk.

Did he mean my mother? I knew my father’s vision was compromised but there was something maternal about Leo; from his longhair, dark skin, to his kind, welcoming, demeanor.

He moved the cup to his lips. When he slowly took a sip, his eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. “Oh, fuck this is good.”

Leo motioned for Tomas to pass him the box. “You smoke?” he asked, turning his head to offer a blunt to both Tomas and myself.

I shook my head, but Tomas reached out for a hand-rolled cigarette. Leo nodded and lit up two; one for himself and one to hand off. The smoke was light and fragrant, something akin to green tea and rice wine.

Not that I had much experience with drugs, as far as I knew it could have been tealeaves mixed with cilantro.

Richard finished his tea, placing the empty cup on the bed at his side. “If it’s as good as this tea. I’ll take a hit.”

Leo took a long drag before handing the blunt to my father. “Oh, trust me it is.”

With each puff, Richard seemed to be gaining strength, confidence and inner peace. He leaned back, resting his head on Leo’s lap. “Reminds me of my time in Kandahar.”

“Really?” Leo stroked Richard’s cheek, tracing along his jawline. “What do big strong military men do for fun in the middle of nowhere?”

“I’ll show you.” Richard turned his head, lifted Leo’s tank top and blew on his stomach like a baby.

Leo laughed. Petting my father’s head down his neck like a cat. “Nice one.”

Leaning back, I could see my roommate’s sizable cock, tenting his light blue draw string sweatpants.

My father rolled his palm over Leo’s bulge. “Ever since I lost my sight, my sense of touch has picked up the slack.

“Really,” Leo said with a sensual moan.

“I can feel a man’s soul.”

“Via the power of his cock?” Leo chuckled.

“Only one way to find out.”

From the doorway I watched as my father turned his head, taking Leo’s erection in his mouth. At first, he kissed the tip, coaxing out more pre-cum. He then fully deep throated Leo’s shaft.

“Oh, fuck yeah.” My roommate looked down with the expression of a surprised pornstar.

Tomas stroked Richard’s leg coaxing his sweatpants down to his knees. Holding the blunt in his teeth he reached around my father’s hips, gripping between his legs. The nurse took a moment to lovingly massage Richard’s ball sack working his way down to his soaking wet tip. “Someone’s excited.” Tomas moaned as he reached for his own cock. He lubed himself with Richard’s pre-cum.

I sat on an armchair with my legs spread. I was still wearing hospital scrubs. I slipped my hand under my waistband, rubbing my thumb over my tip. I don’t know why I felt self-conscious, when everyone else had their cocks out. I locked eyes with Tomas, who was carefully placing the cigarette on the metal box to finish at a later time.

Tomas playfully spanked my father’s ass causing him to tense his muscles. “Someone here is a nasty fuck-boy slut.” His words weren’t intended for Richard Blake, they were meant for me. He wanted me to join them on the bed, but I didn’t have the courage.

Leo gripped my father’s scalp, running his fingers through his thin blonde hair. “I’m close, Master sergeant Blake,” the sexy flowerchild said in a deep moan. “Do I have permission to cum, Sir?”

My father seductively paused for breath, “Permission granted, soldier.”

“Do you want it in your mouth?” Leo asked. It was more of a warning than a question. He was fucking my father’s throat and there was no stopping his momentum.

At the same time, Tomas was penetrating his ass. He’d skipped past the use of fingers, instead going straight for a raw bareback fuck. His technique was so eye catching, mesmerizing, I almost didn’t notice the nurse jerking my father’s cock. All three men were going to climax at the same time. Leo’s cum dripped down Richard’s lips to his chin, all while my father’s body tensed with orgasm. Tomas grunted and moaned as he climaxed over and over, letting his seed trickle down Richard’s quivering thighs. Finally, my father blew his load all over the bed like a naughty child with no regard for discretion or shame. Being a vessel of love had breathed life back into his soul.

Tomas carried Richard to the bath. He kissed my father on his filthy lips as he turned on the water. “I can trust you to take it from here, right?” The nurse shot me a glance to show he was serious.

“Get him cleaned up and back into bed?”

“Yes,” Tomas replied with a sarcastic grin. “that was what I was referring to.”

Leo and Tomas went outside to finish their smokes, and possibly have some fun with each other. Or not. I didn’t really care. They had proven the power of their healing. I was the useless one.

Alone with my father, I waited for the water to come up past his hips before turning off the faucet. “Did you have fun?”

He leaned back, resting his shoulders on the cold tile. “Just like old times.”

After a twenty-hour shift, me and my crew would hit the showers. A few of them had been fucking each other since before I arrived on base. They were young guys, all early twenties with girlfriends and wives back home.”

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All participants in the sexual activities are over 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD’s or unwanted pregnancies in my world. All my characters exhibit good hygiene and no mention of showers, etc. will be made unless it involves sexual activities.

*****

It was time. There was absolutely no way Kim could swallow the giant man’s giant load of sperm. It ran out of her mouth, spattering against her tits. The blonde daughter didn’t stop, her hands kept milking the huge cock of the load she inspired.

Finally, Jason was fully relieved of the sperm dump inspired by the little blonde. Both couples moved to sit facing each other. The two daddies stared at their own daughters with admiration and lust in their eyes.

Kim broke the silence first.

“Daddy, can they stay for supper? I want more of this cock for dessert.”

Needless to say, dinner and dessert had gone well with both daddy and daughter pairs ending the evening well sated. At the door, they promised to get together again soon.

Rick and Kim tidied up the house in silence before heading up to get ready for bed. The two were together in the walk-in shower, still quiet, lathering soap on each other’s body.

“Daddy, are you okay? Did you not enjoy today?” asked the teenager breaking the silence.

Rick’s answer was a simple grunt and continued lathering of his daughter’s body. Kim’s face displayed the concern she was feeling regarding her father’s continued quiet. She said nothing more until their shower ended and the two climbed into their bed together. Lying side by side, not touching, Kim attempted to engage her father.

“Daddy,” asked Kim, “why aren’t you talking to me? Are you mad at me?”

Rolling over on his side, Rick looked his teenage daughter in the eyes. “No, babygirl, I’m not mad at you.”

“Then why aren’t you talking to me, Daddy?”

“I’m just not sure about all of this, Honey.”

“Why? Didn’t you like fucking Jessica? You were smiling while she sucked your cock, Daddy. I’m sure you enjoyed that,” Kim said with a giggle.

“You’re right, Kim, I did enjoy Jessica’s body. Just maybe too much.”

“What do you mean?” asked the confused girl.

“There is no doubt I enjoy fucking young girls. You especially. But, I am forced to wonder if my desire for them is forcing you into a bad position. Are you doing this just for me?”

Kim laughed so hard she snorted. Minutes passed before she could get herself back under control.

“Daddy, you and your desires are not pushing me into anything I don’t want. I loved having that big black cock in my hands, my mouth, and my pussy! Loved it!”

“As long as you’re sure, Baby.”

“I am, Daddy. And, this is so much better, being in the club, than any other way. If I went out to a bar or something and tried picking up a guy, I would be risking my life and my health. This is so much safer.”

With this, the two, father and daughter, cuddled up together to go to sleep. Both fell asleep with smiles on their faces thinking of the day’s activities.

It was a week or so later when the topic of exchanging daddies and daughters rose again. Kim and Rick were in their bed with Rick on his back, an arm around his daughter, she half laying across his body. Rick had just finished their nightly pre sleep medicine dosage. That is, he had eaten his daughter’s pussy to orgasm.

“Daddy,” began the girl. “Did you like being with a black girl?”

“Of course, I did, Baby. Jessica was awesome.”

“But, it didn’t bother you being with a girl that wasn’t white?”

“Of course not,” exclaimed Rick.

“There are some fathers in the club that don’t want to be with any daughter that isn’t white.”

“That is just stupid,” said Rick. “Racism should not exist in this day and age.”

Kim looked relieved as she agreed with her father. “One family just had a horrible experience with a racist father and daughter couple. Not the daughter so much but the father.”

“What happened?”

“We had newcomers to the club. My friend Renu and her father. They are of Indian descent. On their first exchange, the other father refused to have anything to do with them because they weren’t white. The fathers got into a huge argument and they left.”

“Oh my gawd, that’s awful! They must have been appalled at this happening to them,” said Rick.

“They were. Not only that, Renu’s father is refusing to go on any other dates. He doesn’t want to go down that road again with people like that. “

Rick responded with, “I understand his feelings, I guess. It is a shame this happened to them.”

“Daddy, I think you would love to get fucked by Renu. She is amazingly hot.”

“I’m sure I would. But, I would be nervous about it if her father didn’t approve. I don’t want her coming here and him storming in or something when we were doing anything.”

“I know, right,” answered his daughter. “Renu and I have come up with an idea though.”

“Of course you have,” chortled the dad. “What is it?”

“Renu klasbahis güvenilirmi thought we could have dinner together, the four of us. We would each cook something and have dinner together. Just dinner, no sex. They would get to meet us and see what we are like without any pressure. That should let Raj, Renu’s father, realize we aren’t like that asshole. And, maybe, if we all agreed, we could get together another time, for fun and games.”

With a smile on his face, Rick answered, “You know how much I love eating Indian food, I’m in, Kim.”

“And maybe Indian pussy later, Daddy.” They were both laughing as they moved into their sleeping positions.

Dinner was set up for a Friday night. It had taken Renu a couple of weeks to convince her father to agree to the dinner date. Obviously, he was unwilling to face the same treatment again from another father and daughter couple. Yet, the thoughts of unlimited sex with barely legal daughters could not be ignored. They were overpowering.

The night of the dinner party finally arrived as did the Indian couple at Kim and Rick’s door. The fathers immediately shook hands and Rick welcomed the father and daughter to his house. The two girls exchanged hugs before each approached the other’s father, giving them big hugs and kisses on the lips.

Raj looked to Rick, remaining rigid. Seeing the smile on the other man’s face, he yielded to Kim’s embrace and kiss.

Kim and Renu went to the kitchen to finish getting dinner completed. Rick and Kim had worked together that afternoon preparing lasagna. Renu had brought tandoori chicken and homemade naan. When Rick entered the kitchen and saw two of his favourite dishes on the counter, he smacked his lips loudly in appreciation.

Renu grinned and told him to get out of the kitchen. Pointing out that he had come in for beer for he and the girl’s father, Kim retrieved two bottles from the fridge, handing them to Renu. She, in turn, walked up to Rick, giving him the beer and a hard French kiss simultaneously.

Obviously, Rick left the kitchen, returning to the other father with a grin on his face. Handing a bottle to the other father, they continued to get to know one another.

With their first bottles emptied, Rick interrupted the giggling girls in the kitchen to request additional bottles of beer. Kim sauntered out giving one to her father and one to Renu’s father. Mimicking Renu, she French kissed the Indian man as she handed over the bottle. Both watched her tight ass wriggling its way back to the kitchen.

Rick decided this was as good a time as any to address what he considered to be the elephant in the room.

“I’m really sorry you had that horrible experience with the other father , Raj.”

“Yes, it was a really bad experience. More for Renu than me, I think. I’ve had my whole life to experience racism. This was really a new experience for her.”

“I hope you realize that being friends with us will not be like that at all.”

“Rick, I can already tell you are different types of people.”

“Good, I’m glad of that,” said Rick.

“Since we are broaching the topic of sex, can I tell you, Rick, how beautiful and sexy your daughter is?”

“Of course, Raj. And Renu is just as hot and beautiful.”

“Rick, do you know what the worst part of that previous episode was for me?”

Rick raised his eyebrows in a quizzical manner.

“The really bad case of blue balls I was left with.”

Both fathers were still laughing uproariously when the daughters came out of the kitchen with the platters of food and salads they had prepared.

“Come and get it,” the two teenaged daughters announced simultaneously.

As Rick and Raj came close to the girls at tableside, each daughter reached her arms around the other’s father, plastering their bodies to the men. Kisses soon followed, deep and delicious soul kisses. It was only natural that the men’s hands were soon fondling the daughters’ firm and tight asses.

The girls eventually broke the embrace, took each man by the bulge in his pants, and led them to their seats at the dining room table. Tearing a chunk of naan apart, Rick offered the comment that he just loved eating Indian food.

“I hope you like eating Indian pussy just as much,” said Renu with a giggle in her voice.

Later, the table having been cleared and the kitchen cleaned, the daughters rejoined their fathers in the living room. Each took a seat with the other’s father, snuggling in close to each. Small talk ensued with both men thanking both daughters for the great meal they had enjoyed and for the daughters cleaning up afterwards.

Kim said, “There is another way for you to thank us.”

“Yes,” said Renu. “You could eat our pussies for dessert.”

As if practiced, both girls reached for the father’s cock squeezing them to hardness. Few other words were spoken while the girls maintained control of the situation.

With the low volume, easy listening sounds emanating klasbahis yeni giriş from the room’s speaker system, each daughter stood and began a slow, almost mesmerizing, dance in front of the fathers. Their hands began to roam across their bodies, grasping breasts and holding them up for their audience to admire.

Turning towards each other, the two girls danced together, moving closer and closer to one another. When inches separated them, they wrapped their arms around each other and commenced an extremely sexy makeout session. The fathers sat in their seats, their gazes locked onto their daughters.

Eyes widened as they watched their daughters’ hands begin to travel up and down each other’s body. The two teenagers continued their kisses while feeling the other’s tits and cunts through their clothing. Seeing the rising levels of lust in their fathers, the girls began to remove their dance partner’s clothing.

The fathers watched with rapt attention as each girl’s body came onto display. First breasts as tops were removed followed by bras. Then long legs as tight jeans were tugged down and off. Panties followed revealing barely hidden asses. Once naked, the daughters returned to making out and letting their hands roam each other’s body.

Still wordlessly, each girl moved to stand in front of their own father. The men were tugged to their feet and stood silently as their own daughters stripped them of their clothing. Once naked, they were pushed back into their seats.

Without a word, each of the daughters took her own father’s rock hard cock in hand beginning to further tantalize by licking their balls and hard shafts. It could have been choreographed as each daughter stood to kiss her father while continuing to rub their cocks. Each daughter rubbed her tits across her father’s puckered lips.

Back on their knees, each father’s gaze went from one daughter to the other. The looks on their faces turned to smiles as Rick and Ravi, still silent, conveyed their approval of the proceedings to the other. Their daughters roaming hands were squeezing, stroking, and gliding over their hard cocks and balls. The fathers moaned as each teen daughter took their cocks into their mouths in order to begin sucking.

First Raj and then Rick put their hands on their daughter’s heads and begin to shove them down on their cocks. The girls sucked hard on their father’s cocks as the men began to moan their appreciation. The men looked lost when their daughters pulled away and walked back to the center of the room.

Smiling at their fathers, the girls lay down beside one another and started a new makeout session. Their hands roamed each other’s body, caressing tits and asses while tongues darted from mouth to mouth. Soon, Kim returned to her knees in front of the Indian beauty. Prying Renu’s thighs apart, Kim began to lap at the other teen’s thighs.

Renu moaned and groaned her appreciation of her friend’s activities. Her pussy began to glisten with wetness as the girl of Indian descent became more and more excited. She began to claw at Kim’s head, trying to drag her mouth and licking tongue to her wet pussy.

Kim resisted, continuing to kiss and lick the girl’s thighs. Eventually, she gave in and allowed Renu to direct her mouth to her desired goal. With her mouth locked onto her friend’s pussy, Kim managed to look up towards the girl’s father. Seeing the rapt look on Raj’s face and his hands on his cock, she knew both fathers, she didn’t need to look at her own father, were thoroughly into the scene being acted out in front of them.

Kim returned her attention to the pussy in front of her face. Holding Renu’s labia apart, Kim began to lick the girl’s wet pussy from top to bottom and then back up again. Renu’s moans were becoming higher in pitch as Kim continued her efforts.

Stopping her licking momentarily each time her tongue reached the top of Renu’s pussy, Kim teased the girl’s clitoris forcing her friend to shiver delightfully. Soon, Kim stopped the up and down action to focus on Renu’s clit knowing the young girl was fast approaching what was hoped to be the first orgasm of the night.

Kim wasn’t disappointed, and neither were the fathers, when Renu groaned and began to scream her way to her orgasm. Kim didn’t let up, letting Renu experience the waves of pleasure. Kim continued to trail gentle kisses over Renu’s pussy and thighs while the other girl began to fall down from her orgasmic high.

When Renu had quieted down, Kim leapt to her feet and ran to her father pushing her way between his closed legs. Holding his cock, she leaned in to Rick.

“Taste her pussy on my lips, Daddy, taste Renu’s pussy juices.”

Not willing to argue, Rick licked his daughter’s lips. Murmuring loudly enough for the other couple to hear, Rick agreed Renu’s pussy juices were sweet and succulent.

He looked past his daughter to say something more to Renu only to see that the other man’s face was now buried in his own daughter’s pussy. Not klasbahis giriş willing to give up his own tasting of Renu’s sweet secretions, Raj was soon bringing his daughter to another set of climaxes.

While he was doing so, Rick and Kim watched while they fondled each other’s body. The father dipping his fingers into the daughter’s snatch and sucking them dry. Slowly, Kim was slowly stroking her dad’s cock, not wanting him to cum too quickly.

“Isn’t Renu hot, Daddy? Don’t you want to fuck that pussy?”

Rick was not able to give much of an answer with a teenaged nipple stuck into his mouth. Renu was coming down from her latest cums as Raj was moving to his feet. He plopped back on the loveseat previously vacated. Only a moment later, he was swarmed by Kim throwing her nubile, young body onto his lap.

She locked her lips on the other father’s, soon darting her tongue in and out of his mouth. Both sets of hands wandered. Kim’s went directly to Raj’s cock while his groped and fondled her luscious breasts. They continue to kiss and caress each other, totally focused on one another, to the exclusion of the other father and teenaged daughter in the room.

Neither saw Rick stretch out beside Renu on the floor. Renu rolled to face the other father who did not hesitate to begin kissing her. Soon, Renu had one arm wrapped around him while Rick had both hands on Renu’s hard ass.

It wasn’t long before he pulled himself away from the daughter’s embrace. Rick rolled her onto her stomach and continued to fondle her coffee coloured ass cheeks. Without hesitation, he leaned down to begin licking between her cheeks. Holding them apart, his tongue wandered up and down Renu’s crack.

From time to time, he would cease his tonguing in order to rain kisses on her inviting cheeks. Soon the father was kissing, licking, and probing the young daughter’s winking asshole. There was no way he was giving up on this girl’s delights.

Rick was only momentarily distracted when he heard Raj moaning and muttering how good that felt. A quick glance up showed his blonde daughter on her knees between the darker man’s legs, sucking his cock as deep as she could.

Pleased with what he saw, Rick returned his attention to Raj’s daughter and her luscious ass. As he continued working with his tongue and spearing it into the young girl’s asshole, Renu began to press her ass upwards into his face. She was groaning and muttering unintelligible commentary on her friend’s father’s activities.

Wanting to move on, the sexually excited Renu pushed Rick away from her in order to roll over. Lying on her back, she immediately grabbed the father’s ears and pulled him down and into her leaking pussy.

Having quickly seen that Raj and his daughter were still enjoying themselves, Rick again focused on the teenaged daughter lying beneath him. Starting at the top, he was kissing her while their tongues duelled, moving from one mouth to the other. Their kissing continued while their hands roamed each other’s bodies.

Bringing the other father to the edge of cumming in her mouth, Kim used Raj’s thighs to leverage herself to her feet. She swung herself around, her back to Raj, and lowered herself onto the man’s rock hard cock. Spearing into her tight pussy, both father and daughter let out a loud groan.

Their noise was not enough to distract Rick from eating the pussy in front of him. Raj’s teenager was making enough noise of her own to keep the pair from being distracted.

Watching her father and friend enjoying themselves, Kim reached back to grab Raj’s hands pulling them to her tits. She moaned her own approval as the father began to knead them. Moving up and down on the hard cock in her cunt, Kim continued to watch the other two.

Kim leaned back and turned her face towards Raj. She gave him a tongue lashing kiss while holding his cock still and clenching her tight muscles on his cock. Raj groaned even more, enjoying the milking feeling.

Kim broke the kiss to whisper, “I think they are enjoying themselves.”

Raj nodded in agreement as he watched his daughter cum into the other father’s mouth.

Returning their attention to each other, Kim continued to ride Raj’s cock. She almost shrieked in surprise when the man stood up, raising her body with him. Seconds later she was on her knees on the loveseat with Raj hammering into her drenched pussy. The quick position change brought the teenager to her first climax of the evening. Raj didn’t stop.

Rick pulled himself to his knees in order to line his now aching cock up with the coffee coloured cunt laying open before him. Renu took his tool in hand, guiding it into her pussy.

Unlike the other father, Rick entered the teenaged beauty slowly. Ever so slowly. Renu’s eyes were clenched shut, her mouth open, hissing as every inch entered her. Reaching bottom, Rick just as slowly pulled his dick backwards until only the head was still lodged in the girl’s pussy.

Renu’s hisses changed to moans as Rick slowly repeated his previous motions. In and out, as slowly as he could, he repeated the motions time and again. Renu was arching her pussy upwards, trying to hasten the father’s movements in her pussy.

“Faster, harder, daddy,” she whispered into the other father’s ear. “Fuck me hard now!” she squealed.

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I heard a beeping and opened my eyes to a bright flash. “Oh my God, I’m blind!” I buried my face into my pillow and the arm around me tightened.

“Aw look at you two,” I heard JT say and Eli sat up. I turned my head and watched as Eli tried to grab the camera from JT. It was amusing to see them wrestle around and I looked to the doorway as Alex leaned in. JT quickly pinned Eli down to the ground and held out the camera to Alex before letting Eli up. Alex looked at the picture and smiled.

“You guys almost look like twins.”

I held my hand out and he gave me the camera. Eli sat down beside me to look. “We kinda do.”

“You caught me. I told you to stay in an extra year so I could make sure you wouldn’t be born into a family of crazies.”

“So much for that.”

“I know right? There was just nothing I could do; I’m sorry.”

“Well I feel positively loved right now,” JT said and rolled his eyes, taking his camera back. “Now to put this on the internet.”

“Dude, that will guarantee me no dates this year,” Eli said seriously.

“Nah, girls like that adorable stuff. Trust me; if I see a guy treat his sister well, I automatically know he’s trustworthy.”

“You think so?”

“Of course. Plus it will weed out all the slutty girls since they’ll know I’m watching out for my little brother.” I patted his cheek and he pushed me sideways before getting up and moving to his room. Alex and JT looked at each other before looking at me. “What?”

“You’re good with him,” Alex said.

I rolled my eyes. “Of course I am; he’s my little brother.”

“You never fight with him, either,” JT pointed out.

“He doesn’t try to tell me what to do.” I got up from my bed and brushed past them. I popped my head into Eli’s room. “Want any eggs?”

“Yup.” He didn’t look away from the screen and I walked towards the stairs, Alex and JT following me.

“Look, I don’t want sex right now because I kinda want to be loved first, you know, so you can chill out.” I opened the fridge door and pulled out the carton of eggs, milk, and cheese.

“House parties are not where you find love, Holly,” Alex told me, him and JT sitting at the bar.

I tried to keep an open mind, determined to not fight with them since apparently Eli always heard us. “I get that. I only went there because it was my one chance to try and scope out any newcomers in the area. Guys who haven’t met you guys yet and aren’t terrified of being around me.”

“You need to keep all areas of your body clothed at all times.”

“Okay. I’ll not do it again.” Except with that one skirt, I added silently. But I wouldn’t wear it anywhere I’d get caught again, so I had nothing to worry about. “You guys want eggs?” I had already cracked three for Eli and two for me.

“Can you fry me two instead of scrambling them?” Alex asked me.

“Sure. JT, you want your four?” He nodded and I went back to cracking eggs and mixing the milk and cheese in. I got the margarine out of the refrigerator and turned the stove on, letting it some melt and coat the pan. I made Alex’s first. “Runny or not?”

“Runny.” I let it cook until the white was fully solid and the orange/yellow wasn’t shiny from being raw anymore. I moved them over onto a plate and sat it in front of him. “Thanks.” He got up to pour himself some milk.

“Mhm.” I poured our eggs into the pan and leaned a hip against the counter as I moved the spatula around the bottom of the pan to make sure it didn’t burn. I turned the stove off about ten minutes later and walked towards the stairs and yelled, “Eli, come eat!” I walked back in and distributed the eggs onto three plates, setting JT’s in front of him. I pulled my favorite cup down from the cabinet, pouring milk in it and adding the strawberry syrup.

“Smells good,” Eli commented, walking in and giving me a kiss on the cheek, taking the plate with more eggs on it. “Thanks, Sis.”

I smiled and turned to the other counter to face the boys as they ate. “We should go to the park since the rain is gone. We can eat…” I looked at the clock that read eleven. “We can eat dinner there and feed ducks.”

JT and Alex looked at each other. “We’re over 21, I’m pretty sure we’ve outgrown feeding ducks,” JT told me.

“Well then Eli and I will feed ducks and you guys can watch.”

Alex turned to our little brother. “Eli?”

“Sounds good. What’re we eating for dinner?” he asked me.

“I don’t know. I could make like, chicken salad sandwiches or something.”

“Hmmm. I like you when you’re like this,” JT said, taking his last bite and taking his plate to the sink. “Maybe we can get her to cook for us the rest of the week and get some variety.”

“Hey, Alex isn’t a bad cook.” I really didn’t want to be volunteered into cooking every meal.

“Of course not. He cooks the normal stuff fine, but maybe I can talk you into cooking something new.”

“Uhh… Let’s just be happy with Alex’s cooking. I’m not going to fall into that ‘woman’s work’ thing you’re grandbetting giriş spinning in your head.”

“I would never.” He hugged me from the side. “I only objectify and stereotype other women.”

“Well that’s… good?” I looked at Alex and he lifted his eyebrows as if to say “I always told you he was the perfect example of bad guys.” JT kissed my cheek and I felt the cold metal of his snakebites. “Alex, what would you do if I got snakebites, too?”

All three boys paused. “Why would you want them?”

“You say that like they’re a bad thing,” JT accused.

Alex leveled him with a look. “If you came in asking me for a job I would turn you down, JT. You look totally unprofessional.”

“I’m twenty-one, not thirty. I don’t care if I look unprofessional.”

Eli and I shared a smile as we heard our two brothers argue for the first time in years. Alex caught my smile. “You shouldn’t get them. Your nose piercing looks fine, but I’d advise against any more piercings.”

“Hmm.” I looked down at my plate as I kept smiling. “I’m getting my bellybutton pierced.”

“No you’re not,” JT and Alex said and I bit my lip to not laugh, looking back up.

“Well darn, looks like I’ll have to get pierced somewhere unseen so I won’t be lectured over it.” All three set of eyes looked down from my face and I blushed, crossing my arms over my chest to get them to look away. JT moved his arm away from me and Alex pushed back his barstool to stand up. Eli just looked back up to my face, unashamed.

“We can leave around four,” Alex said as he turned to go into the office that had once been our father’s but now functioned as the place he kept all contact info in files for his valet service. “If you need any help, just ask.” JT had already moved outside towards the pool and that left me with Eli.

“I sure know how to clear out a room.”

“Were you serious?”

“Of course not. That would hurt way too much.” His eyes glanced down again. “There’s something wrong with you,” I told him.

“What do you mean?”

“You just look down and aren’t even ashamed.”

“Well, no. If women are going to wear clothes that show them, it’s only natural for guys to look. JT and Alex just freak out because they don’t want to consider themselves the same as the guys they beat off of you.”

“What about you?” I uncrossed my arms and leaned against the counter.

He shrugged. “You have breasts, Holly. Wouldn’t you be insulted if I didn’t look?”

I considered that. “Alright, don’t look at other women’s breasts or they might slap you. That’s all I’m gonna say. Now, I have to go to the store and pick up some chicken; you want to go take a shower and go with me?”

“Sure.” He drank the last of his milk, sat everything in the sink, and walked upstairs. I ran water over our dishes before going upstairs to the bathroom Alex and I shared. JT and Eli shared the other one, and we left our parents’ room and bathroom alone downstairs.

Halfway into my shower there came a knock on the door. “What?”

The door opened a little. “Eli locked the door and I have to use the bathroom,” JT told me. “Can I come in?”

I turned my back to the clear shower curtain. “Sure.” The door opened more and I heard it close behind him. A minute later he flushed the stool and the water went hot, making me scream and jump out of the water.

“Are you okay?” he turned towards the shower.

I quickly turned around again. “Yeah, the water just went like scalding hot for a second. Alex never came in here while I was in the shower, so I didn’t know it would do that.”

The water turned on in the sink for a minute and I made sure to stay out of the water. Once I heard the door open and close again I finished showering. I had just turned the water off when there came a knock again. “What?” I stepped out of the shower, wrapping my towel around me.

“Did I leave my phone in there?”

I rolled my eyes and picked up the phone, opening the door. “Here.”

He looked down like he had in the kitchen before taking his phone. “Thanks.”

“Mhm. Now move so I can get to my room.” He stepped aside and I walked past him. “Eli and I are going to the store, do you need anything?” I paused at my door and turned to look at him.

“Alex has a list on the fridge.”

“Okay.” I closed the door and quickly got dressed in a sundress and flats. I was just brushing my hair when a knock came at my door. “Come in.”

Eli walked into my room and sat down on my bed, watching me tug the brush through the knots in my hair. “You know, it would be a lot simpler if you cut it off.”

I widened my eyes and looked up at him. “If you even come near me with scissors I will take them away and cut off something much more precious to you.”

He held up his hands. “Hey, it was just a suggestion. Don’t go ruining your chance at nieces and nephews.”

“I always have two other brothers to provide me with those.”

“Be serious. If you get any from grandbetting yeni giriş JT they’ll be bastard children. And Alex… I’m pretty sure taking care of us ruined his want of children.”

I finished brushing my hair and grabbed my keys and phone. “True. I guess I’ll just stab your game system or something instead. Come on.”

He followed me downstairs where I grabbed the list off the fridge and looked into Alex’s office. “Eli and I are going to the store. Do you need anything other than what’s on the list?”

He jumped and looked away from his computer. “I’m good. Drive carefully.”

“I always do.”

–

“What are you doing?” I asked my little brother as he walked down the aisle of contraceptives. I paused and watched as he grabbed a package of condoms before walking back to me and putting them in the basket. I just stared at the box. “You did not just get condoms with your sister present. What the hell is wrong with you, Eli?”

“They’re just-in-case-condoms. Half are for you, half are for me. I don’t want you pregnant or end up with STDs if you continue trying to find someone.” He tugged on the basket to get me moving again.

“And what about your half? I know you aren’t sleeping around like JT. I will personally beat your ass if you start that shit.” I eyed him as he grabbed soap off the shelf and I marked it off the list.

“I’m not. I told you that they’re just in case. They’re mostly for you anyways.”

I didn’t say anything else as we finished off the list and felt like dying when the cashier looked at us both as she rang up the condoms. As we walked back towards the car, a familiar voice yelled my name and I turned to see Michael jogging towards me. He slowed and eyed Eli who’d started putting the bags in the trunk.

“Is he your brother?”

“Yeah, my little brother actually.” I looked back and smiled as Eli looked up at us.

“How many do you have?”

“Other than the man whore you met at the party, I have one other older brother. He’s more of a guardian to us three though.” I could see the wary expression as he continued to glance at Eli. “Eli won’t hurt you. He’s not as over protective as JT.”

“Good. So, ah, would you like to go out some time?” He raised a hand to the back of his neck, and I smiled at his nervous tick.

“I’d love to, Michael. We’d have to meet somewhere though because I live with my brothers.”

“Right.” He seemed to debate something in his mind. “How about tonight?”

“I can’t tonight; I have plans with them already. But tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is good, too. Caroline’s at seven?”

My eyes widened at the mention of the town’s nicest sit-down restaurant. “Sounds great. I’ll see you then.”

“Alright, well, I have to go; I’ll see you tomorrow, Holly.” He smiled at me before backing away and turning to go towards the store.

“I’ve met him before,” Eli told me as I turned back to the car and he started pushing the shopping cart to the corral. “That’s Allan’s cousin.”

“Allan—your dorky friend who helped you with that English project last year?”

“Yup. He and Allan never got along because he’d tease Allan for being a virgin.”

We both got in the car and I looked over at him as I started it. “Are you seriously trying to be like JT right now?”

“What? I’m letting you draw your own conclusions. I’m just telling you he’s been around a bit and likes to brag.”

I rolled my eyes and backed out. “He doesn’t seem like the bragging type.”

“I know. I almost didn’t recognize him because of the way he was talking to you actually.”

I sat in silence for a moment. “I’m not going to have sex with him. If there’s anything off about him when we have dinner tomorrow, I’ll not go out with him again.”

“Okay. It’s your choice, sis. Just humor me and take a couple condoms with you tomorrow.”

–

“Run! It’s a demon duck!” I hurried and jumped up onto the cement picnic table as a tall white goose ran at me, honking and hissing. Eli stepped up beside me and pelted the offending animal with bread. I heard JT and Alex laughing from the blanket we’d laid out a little while away and stuck out my tongue at them.

Alex pushed himself up and came towards us, ignoring the flock surrounding the table as they scattered away from him. “Come on, come eat. JT is getting grumpy from hunger.” He held out a hand to me and I took it, eyeing the demonic animal that was now hissing at the surrounding ducks. Alex helped me off the table, and Eli jumped down as he led me back to the blanket.

“You’re such a little kid,” was the greeting I received from JT. I kicked his leg as he looked up at me from behind aviators before sitting down beside him.

“It’s not my fault you’re getting old and losing your ability to have fun.”

“I don’t think he has a problem with fun, Holly,” Eli put in as he sat on my other side and I nudged him.

“You’re not much of a help, Eli. Cross that—you’re kinda worthless in being grandbetting güvenilirmi on my side. I evict you from my team.” I stuck my tongue out again as JT grinned at me.

Eli shrugged and grabbed a wrapped chicken salad sandwich. “Once I’m off the team, I’m not coming back.”

I watched him take a bite of the sandwich I’d made. “Okay, I take it back. You’re not evicted. I don’t want to be a single-person team.”

“I’ll be on your team, especially if you make dinner more.” JT bit down on his own sandwich and I grabbed one from the stack before they ate all ten that I’d made.

“I don’t want you on my team. You’re even worse than Eli. You’d try to overthrow me as ruler.”

“You could just assimilate into ours and then there’d be no problem.” Alex smiled at me from across the circle we’d made around the picnic basket.

“Psh. I will never give in. As long as I have Eli by my side, I will eventually prevail over you two.”

“I thought you said I was worthless.”

I looked at my little brother and ruffled his hair. “I have to keep you oppressed so you don’t overthrow me.” He caught my wrist and pushed it away.

“It’s a nice day,” Alex said as the only other family who’d been in the park left.

I finished off my sandwich and pushed out my legs behind Eli to lie down, putting my head on JT’s thigh. “We should go camping this summer.”

“You hate the outdoors,” JT said as he grabbed seconds.

“But I’ve always wanted to stay in a tent. I’d rough it a couple days to be able to say I have.”

“When are you wanting to do this?” Alex asked me and I turned my head to face him.

“How about next week?”

He pondered this for a couple seconds. “I have to help with work on Monday, but we could go Tuesday through Friday. Patrick can take care of the minor jobs while we’re gone.”

“I’m excited now.” I closed my eyes and smiled at the sky.

–

I was happy that JT had left early for the evening and Alex was working when six-thirty rolled around the next day. I was putting the finishing touches on my eye shadow when Eli plopped himself down on my bed.

“So where do they think you are?”

“Not sure. I suppose they’ll think I’m at Amy’s.” I turned around in the mirror, checking myself from all angles in my dress. It was little and black, the loose hem cutting off mid-thigh, and covered every inch of cleavage despite being strapless. It was pretty in a non-slutty way, I thought, and hopefully encouraging to a second date.

“You’re not going to tell them you’re going somewhere?”

I stopped turning to face him and put my hands on my hips. “I’m a big girl; I can take care of myself. Besides, you know where I am. If I don’t come home tonight, I was raped, kidnapped, or murdered. I have no intention on losing it on a first date, so expect me home.”

He considered this and motioned me forward. I stepped up beside him and his hand slid around to my back, my skin tingling as he touched my bare skin at the top. “You had some of your hair stuck in your dress,” he explained and dropped his hand. “You look beautiful. Have fun, Holly.”

I backed up a little as he stood up and dropped a kiss to my forehead. “If you were a girl, you’d look like me. You have to say I’m beautiful.”

He laughed and hugged me. “So I’m conceited, screw me.”

I smiled and pulled away to grab my keys, phone, ID, and check card—everything I need to go anywhere. “Thanks, Eli. I’ll come see you when I get home.”

“Holly,” was what Michael said when I walked into the restaurant. His eyes took every part of me in as he took my hand and kissed it like in silly movies. “You look amazing,” he told me as the hostess led us to a table in the corner.

“You look pretty amazing yourself.” I smiled at him as we sat down and someone came by to take our drink orders. It was easy to make conversation with him about where he was from, the classes we both would be taking, likes and dislikes…

That was, until right after we got our food and he said, “Hey that guy keeps watching at us. Do you know him?”

I glanced where he was looking and was happy I hadn’t turned my head as Alex didn’t seem to have fully decided if it was me or not yet. “Yup. That would be my brother Alex. Let’s not act like we see him.”

“Does he not know you’re out with me?”

I bit my lip and gave him an apologetic smile. “My little brother does. He knows you though, and he doesn’t think you’re an axe murderer.”

“He knows me?”

“Mhm. Eli? He said your cousin and him were friends.”

“Oh.” He studied my face, and I decided Eli was telling the truth and Michael was probably trying to decide what exactly I knew.

“Don’t worry. I draw my own conclusions.”

He seemed eased by that and when we finished eating and paid, he asked if I’d like to go and take a walk along the beach. As we stood to go, I saw Alex watching us again and made the mistake of looking over. Right as we walked out the door he stood up and an “excuse me” was mouthed.

“Michael, I’ll get my car later.” I opened the passenger door of the car he’d unlocked and got in as he nodded. Just as we were backing out I saw Alex walk out the door. He had a tie on, meaning it was a business deal, and he looked determined. Too bad he wouldn’t see me until later.

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Alicia caressed the inlay on the surface of the carved cedar box. At first glance the design was a flower, something like an orchid, laid out in thin leaves of mother-of-pearl and capiz shell, elegant and sensual. But if you looked at the box as a whole, the ebony wood fanning out as it neared the hinge, sandalwood spreading in warm planes to the left and right of the ‘flower’ you could see that this bloom, slightly irregular in shape, swelling with life, could be a portrait of a singular part of a woman, usually unseen.

The box, however was only the vessel. It had been designed to hold a unique work of art. This one she had named The Orchid. Alicia tilted up the lid to reveal the plush midnight blue velvet within and, cradled in its folds, an object not quite like any other. It had begun life as a cylinder of glass perhaps a foot in length and two inches in diameter. The glass itself was her own design, patented to be shatterproof and also to possess other mysterious properties. It had the ability to absorb warmth from the hands. It also could be tuned. Music played through a speaker, also of her own design, generated sound waves that hummed through the glass, interrupting each other, creating subtle new cross tones.

Alicia, however was not content to allow this object to be strictly functional. No, it had to dance before the eye, catch the light and swallow it to emit an unusual glow. It had to fit the hand elegantly and curve against the body. It had to do its work and do it very well. It had to be beautiful.

So she had taken tinted hues of the special glass and heated them red hot with her oven and blowpipe, entwined the shaft of the original cylinder with contrasting color until it rippled to the touch and to the eye. Delicate electronic circuitry was woven through it. Invisible controls, yet very convenient to the user. Now the cylinder was lightly curved, bulging at one end and fitting the hand comfortably at the other. Some of it was hollow, to contain precious liquids. It had been annealed and slowly cooled. Hand polished so that it was at once smooth and rippling. Then Alicia put it in the box that she had built and let it rest. Sometimes she let one of her wands rest as long as five years, sometimes until she had found a buyer to match the instrument.

But before any of her pieces could find a new home they had to be tested. Some of the simpler ones she allowed the apprentices to test, but under very strict conditions. Since they were young they were not always able to give it a full test.Their inexperience and inhibition could give a false read as to the success of the new object. In those circumstances she might have two women of different temperaments try the wand, Helga and Kiko, for instance, or Gertrude and N’dele. She made videos which only she reviewed. The more elaborate pieces or those custom-made she tested herself.

Of course some buyers were squeamish about the testing, or perhaps felt cheated out of the unique experience of breaking in a new wand. But Alicia had a reputation to uphold; and most buyers welcomed the guarantee of satisfaction that came with each wand. The wands were very expensive, so Alicia offered workshops with a trained sensualist to every new owner. Many attending the workshops discovered that they had been seriously cheating themselves before this experience.

Alicia picked up the wand and cradled it in both hands, allowing it to absorb the heat from her palms. She enjoyed the wand hot, but she was aware that many women preferred a cool touch, so she made sure she tested it a several temperatures. In the workshops the woman were encouraged to begin in a loose comfortable garment so that they could apply the wand to hips and sides and chest, each letting it match her own natural warmth.

Alicia rolled and chafed The Orchid between her palms and it responded to the heat. She touched her cheek. The glass, though firm, had a velvety surface and the undulation made it seem pliable. She pressed the bulbous end into the tense muscles just below her skull and they relaxed. The same thing happened with the muscle at the hinge of her jaw and at the temple. She was careful not to mesmerize herself. While it was impossible to take notes under the conditions of the test, she did use a recording device as she wanted to chronicle each stage.

“Accepts heat readily and holds it during further ministrations.”

“Fits the hand easily with good balance. Note for a future model: Create a pressure leaf for the thumb.”

Alicia loosened the ties at her neckline allowing her breasts to be easily accessible. At one time, years ago she had been truly amazed with how she had been blessed. She reached in and took her left breast comfortably in her hand. Over the 1xbet yeni giriş years the high “loaves of bread” that used to thrust out from her chest had relaxed, but they still were firm and full. She dallied with her nipple with the warm wand and watched it come into firmness.

“Fine surface to apply to nipple and areola. Can relax and stimulate.”

Then she tried the new feature. Pulling the shaft lengthwise across her nipple she allowed the special groove she had designed to catch the nipple just lightly and tug at it. Something sparked down in her belly. It worked! She had not been sure it would. Squeezing at the indented spot, a modicum of slippery liquid oozed out onto her skin. Using the warm tip of the wand she caressed the ruddy puckering circle around the hard bud. She rubbed at it with the tip. More electricity down below. Running the shaft up and down, up and down was electrifying enough to make her breath quicken.

“Full repertoire of breast stimulation possible,” she noted.

She allowed a moment to experience the full frisson of the nipple stimulation; the mild ache in her areola as it tightened, the slight breathlessness, a twitch deep in her womb, and an answering clench in her vagina.

“Vagina,” she whispered, imagining the slick tube, the ruddy deep pink contracting in anticipation.

“Isn’t Nature wonderful, the way she makes us ready for these acts, knowing that the readiness will aid in fertilization?”

She allowed herself to think of all her fertile tissues, the swell of her breasts and the way they emitted a subtle glow when they were ready to be caressed; the matching soft skin of her inner thighs, quivering imperceptibly as they prepared to allow entry to her more secret parts, and now those parts were growing moist, she could feel it, and the heat that came from them, the musk that wafted into her abundant tight curls. She knew her nether lips were beginning to swell, those lovely outer banks, well planted with her bushiness, and pushing out now, those red-brown inner lips, at first tightly curled and wrinkled like dried peaches; but as the feeling rose, taking in the blood, swelling, thickening and becoming slick with the ointment made there for the sole purpose of raising the sensation, readying that slick inner trough for whatever was going to enter. And above the slick pink hollow, now hiding under her tiny hood, was her queen. Soon, soon she would make her royal entrance and demand to be… what… honored… yes that was it, perhaps a respectful kiss. But, oh, at the right moment she loved to dance, and then the firm but gentle touch of a partner, or, yes, a lovely instrument crafted for her delectation. Mmm, she was almost ready for her visit.

Alicia let the wand stray to the south, slowly, finding a small muscle that enjoyed a tickle, a rub, the unique ‘hello’ of this work of art she had crafted. Pressed against her pubic bone she experienced the radiation deep inside.

“It’s time.” The voice in her womb told her.

On a whim she decided to test the effect of this new instrument on her ‘back door,’ not a full test because that was not the purpose of this tool; she was designing a smaller ‘companion piece’ for that, something that could be tuned to echo this one, but this should not be contaminated by coming in the wrong entrance. However, she was curious about the ‘side effect’ the vibrations might add; because sometimes in her play, and she knew this was true of other women, she liked to energize that part of her anatomy.

So she dipped a middle finger into her own warm ripe brew to get it slick enough and pressed it firmly against her pucker. A little jolt.

Yes, her body was definitely ready. Perhaps it skewed the test to be so thoroughly turned on. Really, she should try it out when she was bored and tired from a long day of frustrating sales calls, but… too late for that.

She squeezed the wand until it gave her the elementary buzz. This was where her user workshops had everyone begin, adding the other rhythms until they found the one that matched them personally, or the situation. She pressed it against the finger she was pressing on her ass pucker.

“Oh, yes.” Better than she had anticipated. The vibration gently filled her ass and spilled over into her vagina, not quite reaching the clit region. She felt she needed to press her fingertip just lightly into the cavity and clench down on it. Yes. Excellent. This, just at this level, could allow for a slow build to a very nice ass orgasm. But the test was paramount. She switched the rhythm, something a little jazzier. Okay. Her butt was clenching to the beat. She cycled through several more until one with alternating heavy and light pulses connected. “Oh god!”

This 1xbet güvenilir mi was more than she had expected from this detour, enough so she had to stay with it. Yes, it might take the edge off the later tests, but it was demanding its own attention. She let her ass cheeks move, clenching hard on the third beat of the pulse.

“Oh shit, here I go!”

All the parts of her were locked in together; deep in her ass, deep in her cunt, up in her womb. It was on the edge of painful. She made a mental note to include it in her BDSM manual. But now she was riding it, the contractions hitting hard and getting faster, until one had her ass lifted high and tight, her belly clenched tight and her vagina fluttering up a storm.

“Shiiiiit!”

It took her out of herself.

“Whoah, that was a heavy hit.” She allowed some time to ease down, letting all her parts return to neutral.

“And I haven’t put it anywhere near my clit yet.”

She twisted the base and something curious happened. The tip of the wand, which had been nice and firm, became soft and pliable.

“A gal doesn’t always want it hard and stiff. I worked a long time to get this warm, soft feature. Because the queen doesn’t always like rough stuff. She likes a lot of gentle stroking. Yes, she does.” She turned the vibration off.

She gently placed the soft head of the wand on top of her clit.

“Ahhh, nice. She doesn’t need more than this at the moment.”

She moved the rubbery tip around and it was delectable; firmer than a tongue, softer than a finger; a magic in-between. She allowed herself to lean into it.

“Definitely an alternative to purely manual stimulation. Good for the woman who wants to slowly tease herself toward the peak. Yes. I can feel it build and I can imagine a lover with a very special loving digit. Oh, yes. Now to dip it… Good, a nice coating, and when I apply that to the clit… Oh, yes! Very special. I know I could work my way up to a good clenching orgasm this way. But now to add the vibration back. Basic at first. Oh! Wait, wait, wait, that is almost too powerful too soon. Almost pushed me over right… there…uh…yes! Okay, that actually got one, a small one. Okay, now one of the programmed beats.”

She was silent for quite some time as the pattern of beats her researchers had so carefully developed multiplied the stimulation. Or rather, she spoke no words. Small moans, one after the other were being dragged out of her, and she was panting. She snapped the vibrations off and just lay there, her belly popping again and again.

“Wow. So. Programmed vibe is quite powerful. Puts this user in a place where the waves just keep coming and coming. Perhaps stage a test to see how long a woman can continue on plateau… maybe try that little test right now. No reason not…”

The vibe took her up to a place where her belly was almost constantly tight. What’s more, she could feel her womb inside flexing. It was on the edge of painful but she couldn’t stop. It kept lifting her higher and higher until even her ass was involved; her butt muscles clenching hard, and deep inside a pulse pulse pulsing.

“Just… a little… more… more… more….”

Something inside suddenly let go and it was like an electric current was pouring out of her. As though from a distance she experienced her own voice in a high keening, like a hungry baby, like a lonely she-wolf. It went on and on as the releases clutched her belly. She almost couldn’t breathe. The shocks came again and again only diminishing a little with each one. For a long time she was lifted up in a tense bridge, her hips pushing up and out to satisfy an invisible lover, mouth open in a delicious silent scream.             

Exhausted, she collapsed, curling up to rest all her tender interior. Moaning softly.

She could have ended the test at that point. Certainly it was successful as far as clit stimulation was concerned. But she had designed the device to offer other, more esoteric stimulation and it was important that she knew whether she had succeeded.

“Am I wet enough? Oh, goodness, I certainly am, though some clients might want lubrication if they proceeded directly to this phase.”

Gently, but with confidence, she slid the still wand into her very moist vagina.

“Mmhmm, nice size for me. I assume the countess will be pleased also, given our careful measurement of her… features. And now… the tilt.”

She tipped the base of the wand down so that the head pointed up and pressed inside against what many called the g-spot. She preferred to think of it as ‘the inner playground’ since, at least in her case, it could have more dimensions than a mere ‘spot’.

“Nice, nothing super special, though it feels 1xbet giriş thick and ‘ready’ because of the last orgasm. Yes, I could just work ‘cold’ against that area and… ah, yes, she is coming along; much like a partner who knows me well and takes me from behind, so the head presses just… so.”

A little half-orgasm, very nice, rippled out and away, demanding for a moment that she clasp her clit tight. It was very stiff and she wanted to rub it hard against something; but she fought to stay focused.

“Let’s try the ‘squirm feature’ I made just for this situation.”

She pressed a hidden stud twice and just the tip of the semi-soft want began to circle and pulse. It was almost as though it had the power to find just the zone on that slick inner wall that wanted attention. In seconds she was leaning into it, rolling onto her belly so she could get her hips moving the way she wanted. Face crushed to the pillow. Groaning. There was something about this that almost literally blew her mind.

She was in a zone of nowhere, just one with the sensation rumbling through her hips, fanning outward from that wonderfully aching inner region and radiating up into her guts and down her legs.

Soon she found herself fucking the thing with a purpose, her ass clenching in a rhythm that had her breathing short and hard.

She needed to get it. Work it. Own it.

“FUCK yes!”

She found herself sweating and grunting and panting like she was in the final lap of a race. Something hit her and she was jerking like a fish on the dock, feeling the ecstacy explode in her womb and rattle out of her.

When the last aftershock ended she was out of breath and had to doze. It was almost too much that she knew she had one more stage to test.

She now considered herself an expert on what women truly needed and wanted in a sexual experience, regardless of the parallel needs of their partners. Of course she knew that so many women craved the musk and strength of a man pushing apart their thighs; the penetration that somehow disarmed them, made them open to the full experience. For some it was the connection to the primal act of fertilization; their bodies primed and tilted so that the fertilizing organ could reach just that spot where it needed to empty all its precious load. The strong hands, the powerful arms to grasp, the chest hairs crushing into the nipples; a hungry mouth grabbing kisses; eyes filled with the liquid of desire; all of this combined to take the woman to where she was ready to empty herself even as her partner poured the hot spunk deep into her.

It was impossible to replicate that complete experience.

But she had designed this wand to contain in its small cylinder as much of that unique moment as possible. The pulse of the want was designed to pull it deeper and deeper into her body until it found that unique spot just above the smooth dimpled curve of the cervix. There it nestled and began a unique rumble conjured to caress just this spot; and it was intelligent, so that as her inner self flexed it found just the rhythm she needed to created a unique rippling toward the womb. And the womb itself began its counterpoint.

“Oh, my goodness!” All the weeks of testing were paying off. She felt her whole body tuned to this one spot. Her hips tilted up and her whole core clenched for a moment around the very warm rod. Her fingertips barely needed to dance on the grip to keep it pushing just there again and again, oh, infinitely, the feeling, a hot electricity building and spreading out. Now, helplessly, she was fucking the wand with all her heart; giving it what it needed.

Though she knew what was coming she still was not ready for the intensity of it. perhaps her crew had added this surprise.

“Ohhhh, nooo!” She had reached the top. Her hips were aching upward, seeking to get…to get…to get….

And then she was gone. She knew she was making hungry animal sounds as her body seemed to disappear and then the special feature kicked in hard.

Hot semen was pouring into her….

And continuing to pour….

And pouring relentlessly….

She knew it was impossible and yet she could swear the stuff was filling every bit of her insides and flowing out in waves.

Her vagina seemed to be gulping this hot nectar until her whole lower torso was filled with it.

She grasped her nipples and they ached like a mother full with milk.

If she squeezed them would they drip?

Deep within her she clenched the warm device as it pulsed, oozed, pulsed.

Her breath changed very slowly from fierce to gentle.

A wonderful warmth flowed out even into her fingers and toes.

Feebly, she gasped the vocal command to turn off the recorder. But as she drifted into a happy doze she was already envisioning testing features of The Orchid II.

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I had to raisehis pant leg a little while doing this and discovered he had some veryhairy legs…major turn on for me. so i got his shoes off and moved him upinto the bed and turned out the light and went to clean up. After a coupleof shots of goldschlagger it took me about an hour or so to clean up, i wasexhausted and made my way to my bedroom. I could hear marky snoring when iwalked in so i turned on a small light by the bed so i wouldnt wake him.he was laying on top of the covers only in his pants and bahis firmalar socks, thats wheni noticed my cock growing a little bit. i wasnt going to move him nowsince he was sleeping so well…hehe. i stripped down to my underwear andgot the covers out from under him and got into bed beside him. he waslaying on his back breathing deeply. i had to try my luck, so i turned onmy side facing him and layed my arm over the lower part of his stomach atthe top of his pants…no movement, good. i ran my hand down over hispants where his dick was, i couldnt feel anything cause of those big saggypants he was wearing. i reached back up to his belt and undid it and thenunbuttoned his pants and slowly, so very slowly slid the zipper down allthe way. i moved my hand back to his crotch and slowly lowered my handuntil i made conatct. i moved around some until i found his dick, it wasnthard yet but it soon would be if i had anything to do with it. i rubbedhis boxers up and down over his cock and it started getting bigger almostimmediatley. i moved my fingers under the waist band and slid them downinto his big thick hairy bush. hell yeah i love a hairy musky young bushon a guy. i found my way to his hard prick and put my hand around it andexplored his massive cock. it was fucking huge, no lie, it had to be atleast 9″ and thick dripping precum all over his bush and boxers. i gotsome on my hand and brought it up to my face and inhaled the aroma ofsweaty cock and boy juice…mmmm, i licked my hand and tasted hisprecum. it was a little tart but delicious. i returned to my boys harddick and moved down to his balls and discovered he had some low hangin bigass nuts as well. i guess i got too carried away while feeling his ballsand he jumped and kinda woke up, i immediately removed my hand and layperfectly still. he moved around some and i couldnt tell what he was doingunder the covers and then i heard the unmistakeable sound of his pants andbelt hitting the floor. hell yeah, he took them off, little did i know atthe time, his boxers were off too. he settled back into bed and i turnedover with my back towards him while he got comfortable and thats when iguess he noticed that someone was in bed with him. he turned towards myback and whispered “whos in bed with me?, is that you melissa?” i didntknow what to do, i wasnt gonna say anything cause my voice is too deep tosound like a girl so i just lay there silent. then he moved his bodycloser to mine and put his arm over my side and pressed his hard cock upagainst my ass. he started rubbing back kaçak bahis siteleri and forth against me, god it feltso good and i started responding by pushing back on him while he humped me.he moved his hand down to my underwear and started sliding them down overmy butt. i raised up and let him slide them off. he started kissing theback of my neck and i rolled over and our mouths and tongues met. oh man,could he ever kiss! he rolled over on his back and while we were kissing,he put his hand on my head and started moving it down his body. i lickedon his left nipple and sucked on it for a bit, he let out this loud moanand saying “oh yeah baby, you make me so fucking horny, i want u so bad”.this was making me hot as hell. i moved down past his stomach and burriedmy face in his pubic bush and breathed in all his sweaty dick smell andthen moved down to his balls and gently sucked on each one. i ran mytongue up the shaft to the head and licked all around the tip making himdrool gobs of precum. i rubbed his precum all over my lips and all on mytongue. then i openedmy mouth and went down as far as i could go on thisnow at least 10″ of hot young mexican dick. he loved it, moaning andgroning, holding my head still while he fucked my face.he then turned me over on my stomach and got behind me telling me that hewanted to fuck me up the butt. i just moaned and raised my ass up to him.he wiped his wet cock all around my hole and slid it in me slowly at firstand thenshoved it all the way deep in me. once i recovered, he waspounding my ass hard. slapping his cock up my ass making a loud slappingnoise everytime he thrust forward. then he totally suprised me, he turnedme over and spread my legs far apart and shoved it back in me. i knew iwas busted then, he’d be able to see my cock while he fucked me. i waitedand waited for him to realize he was fucking a guy and stop, but he didnt.after what seemed like hours, he was getting close, he got louder andlouder saying the most nastiest sexiest things to me or should i say”melissa”…nope…lol. he pulled his cock out of my ass and got up closeto my face and shot his load all over my face and then shoved it in mymouth and came some more. finally he collapsed on the bed beside me and ina matter of minutes, he was snoring again. it was then that i realizedthat i had cum all over myself while he was fucking me without eventouching my cock. i rolled over and passed out. the next morning i was upandmoved to the sofa before he woke up pretending thats where i had slept.he finally came into the living room where i was and said he had the worsthangover ever. i gave him some advil and took him home. when he got outof the car, he turned back and said thanks for last night…it was great.wait until i tell u about the next night…..THE END

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Aunt Alexis“For fuck’s sake, Mother,” Noelle cried, stamping her foot in exasperation, “I’m not a c***d; I can take care of myself while you’re gone.”“We’ll be gone for three months, dear,”Marian Staples replied, a hint of exasperation in her voice. “The idea of your being alone here in this big house for that length of time is not acceptable. I would be sick with worry and unable to enjoy myself.”“Don’t go all drama on me, mother,” Noelle replied. “I’m nineteen; I’m going to the university in the fall, why can’t I stay here alone. I’m not going to give wild parties or anything.”She had been looking forward to she and David fucking in her parents big bed, but she wasn’t about to say that.“I have already talked with Alexis about this and she said it would be just fine if you stayed with her,” Marian continued. “She said she’s looking forward to showing you the city. Carry on if you will, but this discussion is over.”Noelle left her parent’s bedroom and walked back to her own, seething. She hadn’t seen her Aunt Alexis since she was a gawky pre-adolescent and was not happy about spending her summer with her. She remembered her Aunt as a pretty woman with a musical laugh who smoked expensive Turkish cigarettes in a holder and was as unlike her prim and proper mother as a fish is to a turtle. It was difficult to imagine they were sisters.Why her parents chose to tour Europe at this time anyway was a mystery. Probably her father had swung one of his ‘deals’ with the overseas branches of his company so they could stay in corporate quarters rent free instead of in hotels. Regardless, her summer was effectively ruined and that apparently was that.***Alexis Williams, damp from the shower, dried her hair as she admired her naked self in the mirror. “Not bad for an old broad,” she said aloud. Her tits, tummy and ass were still firm and the appearance of her skin gave few hints that she was fifty years of age. She had quit smoking and her regimen of healthy eating and exercise had held her in good stead over the years as her many lovers of both sexes could testify to.Being a free spirit and an independent businesswoman specializing in ladies undergarments and sleepwear, she had never considered settling down to raise a family as her sister had. How terribly boring was that, really.She was, however, looking forward to having her niece visit her. As she remembered, the girl was all arms and legs, with no figure to speak of and rather shy. She would take the poor creature in hand and do what she could to glamourize her before she went off to college. Between that and showing her the sights, Alexis just knew this was going to be fun.***Noelle wrestled her laptop and suitcase from the overhead luggage bin and filed off the plane with the other passengers. She was excited about her visit in spite of her disappointment about her summer’s exile. San Francisco from the air was beautifully laid out along the Bay with the Golden Gate Bridge shining redly in the noonday sun.Reaching the terminal, she suddenly realized she didn’t know exactly what her aunt looked like; it had been so many years since she’d seen her.***Waiting at the arrival gates, Alexis was having the same revelation. She had seen photographs of Noelle, but they were years old, how would she recognize her? Then she saw an attractive young woman with stylishly cut chestnut hair walking toward her with a quizzical look on her face. There was something about her eyes and the set of her mouth; why it must be Noelle and she was all grown up.Noelle saw a tall older woman with a trim figure in a blouse, skirt and heels carrying a large Gucci purse looking expectantly at her and realized it must be her aunt. She was beautiful and looked nothing like her mother who had not aged gracefully.“Aunt Alexis?”“Noelle?”They hugged and then stood back, holding hands and looking at each other, smiling broadly.“My, what a beautiful young woman you have become,” Alexis said. “It’s such a pleasure to see you again.”“You look great, Aunt Alexis,” Noelle replied, suddenly feeling embarrassed at being dressed so casually in a t-shirt and jeans to meet her well-dressed aunt. To the crowds hurrying by, the women’s familial resemblance was unmistakable; the appeared to be sisters rather than Aunt and Niece.“Come along, my dear,” Alexis said, “I have a car waiting. You must be tired after your trip. Did you fly first class? I wouldn’t be caught dead in coach. All those people crowded in like cattle. Ugh!”“I flew coach.” Noelle said, practically trotting to keep up with her Aunt’s brisk strides.“Tsk, my dear sister was always the frugal sort,” Alexis snorted. “Before we go to my loft, we must stop at my favorite boutique and get you some decent clothes. We can’t have you running about looking as if you clean offices for a living.”“But I like wearing jeans…” Noelle began as they swept through the sliding doors of the terminal and onto the sidewalk. As they emerged, a shiny black sedan pulled up and a man in chauffeur’s livery emerged and opened the back door for them. Once they were settled in the soft leather seats, the man swung the car smoothly into the airport traffic and from there onto the freeway into the city.Noelle only half listened to her Aunt’s stream of conversation as she was so interested in the city. So many buildings, so many people; it was scary and thrilling at the same time. Weaving through the heavy traffic, the car finally stopped before an almost featureless storefront of black marble with two large smoked glass doors and four small show windows each displaying one dressed mannequin. Small gold letters in Cursive script recessed into the marble by each door read simply ‘Le Boutique’.Once inside, Noelle was surprised to see an expanse of soft carpeting, sofas, chairs and tables grouped about, vases of freshly cut flowers everywhere and soft music playing. Where were the clothes racks? Where were the sales people?“Ms. Van Hougen,” said a musical voice, “How wonderful to see you again.”Noelle turned to see a stylishly dressed young woman striding forward to greet them, her face wreathed in a smile.“Cynthia, how marvelous it is to see you,” Alexis replied. The women hugged and brushed each other’s cheeks with their lips.“And who is this pretty young lady,” Cynthia continued, “Your sister?”Alexis laughed, “You’re close. She’s my niece. Noelle, this is Cynthia, Cynthia this is Noelle. Darling, what this woman knows about fashion is nothing short of remarkable. She is always aware of the latest trends.”Cynthia smiled “You flatter me, Alexis.” She turned to Noelle “Your aunt is one of my best customers. We also carry several lines of her undergarments and sleepwear. Now what can I help you ladies with this afternoon?”“My niece is spending the summer with me and will require a suitable wardrobe.” Alexis replied. “Some of your latest fashions will do nicely.”“I understand. Please, make yourself comfortable. We will be with you in a minute. Would you ladies care for a beverage? Some wine, perhaps?”“Two white wines if you please,” Alexis said. She guided Noelle to a sofa where they were served by a man in formal dress that uncorked the bottle, offered the cork to Alexis, poured, smiled and withdrew. For the next two hours, a procession of haughty, leggy women paraded before them wearing the latest summer styles as Cynthia went into detail about the clothes they were modeling. Alexis chose an extensive wardrobe for her niece as Noelle sat silently in awe of what she was experiencing; she was positive she had seen some of the women on the covers of fashion magazines.The chauffeur loaded the bags and parcels into the sedan’s trunk and they were off to Alexis’ loft in town. One private elevator ride later, Noelle was ushered into her aunt’s home. The living area was enormous, with a high ceiling and a wall of windows overlooking the city. Partitions rising halfway to the ceiling sectioned off the kitchen, bedrooms, bathrooms and closets. Furnished in Danish Modern with lacquered wood floors and ornate throw rugs, the overall effect left Noelle speechless.“The kitchens over there,” Alexis said, “Get something to drink and I’ll be back in a minute.”After gawking at the gourmet kitchen of stainless steel, mahogany cabinets and granite countertops, Noelle found a pitcher of lemonade in the refrigerator, poured herself a glass and returned to the living area as Alexis emerged from her bedroom. Noelle gasped in surprise; her aunt was wearing only a gauzy house coat and a thong that barely covered her hairy pussy.“Ahh, it’s such a relief to shed those b**stly clothes…” Alexis began until she saw the shocked look on her niece’s face, “Oh my, I didn’t mean to shock you dear.”“I… I’m not shocked,” Noelle replied. She felt a flush creeping over her face and her mouth was dry as she stared at her aunt’s all but naked beauty. “I’m just not used to people being nude around the house.”Alexis laughed heartily and her firm breasts jiggled, “I’m not at all surprised, dear. Your Mother has always was a prude when it came to showing her body. She would never wear a bikini at the beach or any clothing that showed off her boobs.”Noelle giggled, that was Mom alright. She had to beg and plead with her to wear hip huggers, tube tops and short skirts and shorts like her girlfriends did. She was ultimately successful in getting a jeweled stud in her belly button, but Mom drew the line at any tats.Alexis lay back on a sofa and said “Now we must have a fashion show. Model your new clothes for me.”Noelle gathered up some of the boxes and bags and began walking towards the bedroom when her aunt said “Where are you going? You can change here. It’s just us girls, you know.”Noelle blushed again and her hands trembled as she stripped under the appraising gaze of her aunt. She suddenly kaçak iddaa felt very warm and terribly shy. “Turn around, dear and let me look at you,” Alexis purred, “My, my, you have become a beautiful young woman.”Noelle smiled at the compliment and suddenly felt very bold. Hearing her aunt’s sharp intake of breath, she thrust her breasts out proudly and stood up straight as she turned around slowly displaying her charms. She was glad she’d shaved her pussy before she left and her nipples stiffened with excitement.Alexis’ eyes sparkled and she licked her lips at the naked beauty before her. Her firm breasts, long legs, pink nipples and pubes, slim waist and perfect ass reminded her of how she looked when she was Noelle’s age. She could feel herself getting wet and the first stirrings of desire made her shiver.Noelle could see the effect she was having on her aunt and continued her increasingly wanton display. She felt horny and wished David was there to give her a good, hard fucking. Her aunt’s thong was growing dark with her juices and it was so sexy to look at.Alexis smothered her lust with an effort and said “Try on an outfit dear. I want to see how you look.” She knew if she didn’t break the mood soon, she might do something she’d regret.Noelle was disappointed at first, wondering if her aunt would make love to her. She had never been with a woman, but some of her friends had and said how wonderful it was. She began trying on her outfits, amazed at how well they fit as if they were made for her. Alexis clapped her hands in glee as Noelle began parading before her like the models at the boutique. A knock at the door sent Alexis scurrying to her bedroom crying “That would be our dinner. Let them in, dear.”Noelle opened the door and two men and two women marched in wearing chef’s whites carrying baskets and covered platters. They set the table for two, served the food, poured the wine, smiled and left without saying a word. ‘How odd’, Noelle thought, ‘They didn’t even say hello.’She said as much to her aunt who emerged wearing a beautifully colored kimono. Alexis laughed, “They probably don’t speak English very well and Antoine cautioned them not to speak until spoken to. Let us eat. Try the Coq Au Vin, it is superb.”***Noelle thought she had never eaten so much in her entire life; she couldn’t help it, the food was delicious and the desserts were to die for. Her aunt maintained a stream of witty anecdotes about her life throughout the meal that had Noelle erupting in fits of giggles, one sending a mouthful of Bordeaux out of her nose. After dinner, Alexis had asked her about her life, so she told her as the woman listened attentively. She even told about how she and her boyfriend were having sex and that she had been keeping it a secret from her parents.Alexis chuckled, “There’s nothing better than a good fucking from a virile, young man to make you feel alive. I never date anyone my own age, you know. They can’t attend to my needs properly.”Noelle grinned, nodding her head in assent. Thoughts of David being so far away surfaced abruptly and she felt very sad. She missed him terribly. “What’s wrong, dear?” Alexis said, seeing Noelle’s change of expression and a tear trickle down her cheek.“It’s nothing …” Noelle replied and then she began to cry. Alexis hugged her as she wept. “I just miss him so much, Alexis,” she wailed, “He’s so good to me.” Realizing what she’d said, she added “You’re good to me too. You’re so kind and generous, but well, you know.” She smiled sheepishly as she snuggled closer. The feel of Alexis’ body against hers made her feel warm and safe and her sobs turned to sniffles.Alexis held the sobbing girl and let her cry. She knew all too well how it felt to be lonely when she was between lovers and she too had cried on several occasions. Noelle’s body was soft and warm against her own and she fought the urge to lift the girls face and plant a burning kiss on those sweet lips.“You’ve had quite a day, my dear,” Alexis murmured. “You’d better get some rest. I have a day of fun planned for us tomorrow.” She helped her niece to her feet, then led her to the guest room and said good night. Noelle’s head had barely settled the pillow and she was asleep.***The next three weeks of Noelle’s visit were a whirlwind of sightseeing, shopping, expensive restaurants, plays, recitals, parties, night clubbing and long talks about life, love and things in general with Alexis. As the women became closer, they began to touch and caress each other with greater frequency; gentle expressions of the growing affection between them. They began kissing each other good night before retiring to their respective rooms, making them feel warm inside.***“It’s such a beautiful day,” Alexis said merrily over breakfast, “I think we should go to the beach.”“Oh, that would be fun,” Noelle replied. “Let’s go shopping for bathing suits.”Alexis grinned “We’re going to a very private and secluded beach, dear. You won’t need a bathing suit.”Noelle almost choked on her Eggs Florentine, “You mean we’re going to a nude beach? I’ve never been to one. How can everyone walk around naked like that?”“This is a member’s only beach, guarded and secluded,” Alexis replied. “Everyone is discreet, maintains proper decorum and respects another’s space. Anyone who acts in an offensive manner is asked to leave and will not be allowed to return. Finish your breakfast dear, while I make some calls.”Wearing only kimonos and beach sandals, the women rode down in the elevator, were met at the door by their car, stopped by Antoine’s for a picnic basket and were soon rolling through the gates of the private beach. Noelle had never been naked in public and was frightened. Following Alexis’s lead, she hung her kimono in the bathhouse and, carrying the picnic basket, walked with her into the morning sunshine.It was nothing as she imagined. She saw men, women and c***dren playing in the surf, sunning themselves, talking among themselves, playing volleyball and enjoying the day; all naked as the day they were born.Alexis took a blanket and towels from an attendant and they found a place to sit on the warm sand. “We need to put on some suntan lotion,” Alexis said. “We don’t want to get a nasty burn, do we?” She told Noelle to lie on her stomach and began applying lotion to her smooth skin.Alexis’ hands gliding over her was making Noelle wet and she found it difficult to breathe. Her aunt seemed not to notice as she coated the young girl’s arms, shoulders and back with lotion, progressing to the globes of her ass, then down her legs. Noelle gasped as Alexis’ fingers teasingly brushed her engorged labial lips and said “Turn over dear. I need to do your front.”Alexis’ hands quivered as she applied lotion to Noelle’s firm breasts and taut stomach. Mews of pleasure escaped the girl’s lips as her aunt’s hands traveled to her pubic mound, teasingly parting the labial lips with her finger, then down her legs and up again to her inner thighs, across her mound and stomach, finally brushing the stiff nipples with her palms.Alexis steadied herself as her vision blurred and lust shook her to her very core. Somehow she gained control and said “There, now you can enjoy the sun. It’s waterproof so we can go swimming later. Could you put some on me dear?” She lay face down on the blanket, rubbing her hard nipples against the rough fabric as she awaited Noelle’s touch.Noelle arose with an effort and began applying lotion to her aunt’s shoulders, arms and back. Her pussy was leaking down her thighs as she reached Alexis’ firm ass and muscular legs. She made sure her fingers lingered on Alexis’ pussy lips before continuing to her feet. Her aunt then rolled on her back, encouraging her niece to continue her sensual ministrations.Noelle lovingly caressed Alexis’ sensuous body, the excuse of applying lotion all but forgotten in the fog of her desire. She paid special attention to her aunt’s breasts, stomach and inner thighs, teasingly brushing Alexis’ visibly leaking pussy until her aunt was coated with lotion and trembling with need.Alexis knew they were perilously close to exhibiting behavior that would result in her being banished from the beach, so she sat up and joined Noelle in staring out at the horizon, the roar of the surf and the cries of c***dren at play having a calming effect on their emotions. Then she stood up and offered her hand to Noelle saying “The water looks so inviting. Let’s go swimming.”Noelle clasped her hand eagerly and they ran into the ocean and dove in. For the next hour they played like c***dren; splashing, dunking, wrestling and shrieking with laughter, burning off the sexual tension between them. Then, exhausted, they lay on the blanket and dozed in the sun, their hips and shoulders touching.By late afternoon, they decided to leave for home. After washing the salt and sand from their bodies, they donned their kimonos and, emerging from the bath house found their car waiting. Alexis called ahead for dinner reservations and soon they were enjoying Italian food at one of Alexis’ favorite restaurants.***Arriving at home, they shed their kimonos, sipped a glass of wine and, pleasantly exhausted, they retired to their bedrooms to sleep. Alexis was just drifting off when Noelle’s warm body molded to her back and a soft hand gripped her left breast. “I want to make love, Alexis,” Noelle whispered. “I want you to show me everything.”Alexis sat up and said “Is this what you want dear Noelle? There will be no returning to our past relationship, you know.”“I … I know,” was the reply. “I want you to be my lover, not just my aunt. I have never felt this way about a woman before and I want you so much. Please.”Alexis eased the trembling girl back on the bed, arose on her hands and knees over her and began nuzzling and kissing kaçak bahis her neck and shoulders loving her throaty moans of pleasure. She kissed her way down to Noelle’s breasts and began worrying her thick nipples with her sharp, white teeth.The young girl’s moans increased in volume as her nipples were nibbled then sucked by her aunt’s eager mouth. She could barely breathe as kisses rained down on her stomach and a warm tongue played in her belly button. She raised her hips and spread her legs wide apart in anticipation as the lips reached her pubic mound and she felt her lover’s warm breath on her pussy.“Are you ready for me, dear,” Alexis teased, lying between her niece’s legs, her face inches from the glistening pink treasure before her.“Fuck yes!” Noelle moaned in frustration, her voice rising to a scream as her aunt’s tongue burrowed deep into her sopping hole seeking the love honey within. Noelle’s moans were as loud as shouts as her aunt devoured the banquet of young flesh laid out before her, purring like a cat as she ate.Noelle thought her heart would burst from her chest as her lover’s lips, tongue and fingers took her to heights of ecstasy she had never imagined existed. Alexis used every love making technique she knew, wanting to give her lovely niece an experience she would never forget.Noelle felt her orgasm rising from deep within her making her entire body shake and every nerve tingle and burn. Alexis knew she was close and redoubled her efforts, licking, sucking and fingering the juicy pussy as fast and hard as she could.Noelle’s back arched and her hips arose from the bed as she smashed her crotch against Alexis’ face and screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm burned through her and her vision became clouded with a red mist. Alexis hung on like a bulldog, continuing to eat until Noelle had another explosive orgasm, showering her aunt’s face with warm juices that she swallowed greedily.She lifted her cum covered face from her niece’s foaming pussy and saw that the girl had passed out from the intensity of her orgasms. Licking the juices from her lips, she crawled up and cradled Noelle in her arms, nuzzling her sweat soaked hair. In a moment she drifted off to sleep.***Noelle awakened looking around sleepily and saw Alexis snoring softly beside her. She felt as if she had run a marathon and her body still tingled. She kissed her aunt’s cheek and walked on wobbly legs to the kitchen where she poured herself a glass of wine and leaned against the counter, the granite cool against her spine, sipping it thoughtfully.Nothing in her young life had prepared her for what had just experienced. She had never been with a woman before and it was breathtaking. She had never reached such heights of passion as when her aunt had made love to her and she couldn’t wait to be rocketed to the stars again. They were still aunt and niece and now they were lovers. It was glorious.“Noelle, dear, where are you?” Alexis was awake and calling for her.“I’m in the kitchen, Alexis. Would you like some wine?”“That would be lovely.”Noelle filled another goblet of crisp Chardonnay and returned to the bedroom to find Alexis reclining against the headboard, her unshaven pussy on wanton display. Noelle’s heart lurched as she handed Alexis her wine and she joined her on the bed where they snuggled together in post-coital bliss.“Did you enjoy our little romp?” Alexis purred.“Did I ever,” Noelle replied. “I never thought sex could be like this.”“Who knows better how to please a woman than another woman,” Alexis replied. “I have had many male lovers, but none so satisfying as my female ones.”Noelle sighed deeply and snuggled closer, “I have thought about making love to a woman, but there never seemed to be the right time. My boyfriend has never made me cum so hard or for so long. You’re wonderful Alexis.”“One learns over time how to please a lover, darling Noelle. You were so receptive I could have eaten you for hours.”Noelle put down her goblet, took her aunt’s face in her hands and kissed her passionately. “I want to eat you now.”Alexis grinned, handed Noelle her goblet and slid down on the bed, spreading her legs in wordless invitation. From the moment she had laid eyes on the Noelle she had sensed they were kindred spirits and now her beautiful niece was about to make love to her.Noelle’s lips blazed a trail of kisses along Alexis’ body unleashing the first waves of desire in the older woman. When her nipples were sucked and licked by Noelle’s eager mouth, Alexis thought she would cum from that alone. When the kisses and licks reached her stomach, Alexis raised her hips in anticipation of what would come next. She was not disappointed.Noelle settled herself between her aunt’s legs and inhaled deeply of the scent of an aroused woman. Alexis’s cunt was beautiful; its fleshy folds engorged with blood and framed by a luxuriant bush of pubic hair. Her clit stood up like a little peg of flesh begging to be sucked and precum trickled from her gooey slit down onto the puckered star of her asshole.Noelle took final pungent breath, pushed her face into the warm, pink flesh and began licking and sucking wildly, pushing her tongue as far as it would reach between the slick pussy lips. She gripped her aunt’s firm thighs and continued to eat as the woman jerked and moaned. Noelle had never tasted another woman before, but she found it to be delicious. Her tongue moved up and down in long, lingering licks from Alexis’ clit to her asshole driving the woman wild.When Noelle’s mouth found Alexis’ clit and began to suck and nibble it, the older woman thought she would faint. What her niece lacked in skill she made up for it in enthusiasm making Alexis shiver as she felt her orgasm building, building with every suck and lick on her clit and pussy. She grabbed Noelle’s head pulling it against her pussy screaming “Oh God, Oh God, suck me, lick me do me, I’m cummminggg…” as she ejaculated forcefully into her niece’s face.Noelle was unprepared for the explosion of juices from her aunt’s pussy that filled her mouth to overflowing, splashing her face, neck and hair. She sucked frantically on the shivering woman’s clit and was rewarded with another jet of cum as Alexis howled in exquisite release. Noelle lifted her head from the sticky mess of her aunt’s crotch to see the woman gasping for breath from her exertions. She was at her side in an instant saying “Alexis, are you okay. You’re scaring me.”“I’m fine, dear,” Alexis managed to gasp. “It’s been a while since I’ve had orgasms that intense. You’ve worn your poor old aunt out, my darling Noelle.”“You’re not old;” Noelle said fiercely, “Don’t say things like that. You’re the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met. I love you.”Alexis pulled the young girl on top of her saying “I love you too. Please come live with me. I couldn’t bear to be away from you for very long. We’ll have such fun together.”Noelle wriggled happily against Alexis, already wanting to make love again. “Mom and Dad want me to go to college now that I’ve graduated, so I’ll just go to college here and live with you. I know they’d freak if they knew we were lovers, but I know they won’t object to my living here while I go to school.”“Such a clever girl you are,” Alexis replied, hugging her. “Let us go to dinner and celebrate.”“Can we fuck again before we go?” Noelle said, rubbing her pussy on her aunt’s pubic mound.“I’d like nothing better, darling. Now I’m going to show you how to trib. I know you’ll like this.”***The women’s love for one another grew ever stronger as the weeks rolled by. In public they were aunt and niece; at home they were sexual partners. Alexis taught Noelle the many ways a woman could pleasure another and, as a consequence, they could give each other multiple orgasms that left them breathless and deeply satisfied.***One morning as they were having breakfast in bed, Alexis finished her coffee and said “I’m thinking of inviting two of my dearest friends here for dinner. Would you like that?”“Sure,” Noelle replied, nibbling on a muffin, “That sounds like fun.”“And after dinner, we’ll play some games.”“Hmmm … I bet I know what sort of games you mean. Now it really sounds like fun.”“I knew you’d like it. I’ll make some calls and set it up for this Saturday night.”***Waiting for their dinner guests to arrive, Noelle was both nervous and excited. Would these women like her? Would she be a skilled enough lover to satisfy them? Her confidence wavered when the doorbell rang. Alexis rose to open the door and a goddess strutted in.Noelle was captivated and when the woman was introduced to her as Bridget MacWilliams she was already lost in the depths of her green eyes. Bridget was tall and slim, her height accentuated by the stiletto heels she wore. Her cascade of flaming red hair framed an elfin face with a dusting of freckles on the bridge of her nose. There were freckles on her bare shoulders and ample bosom as well; the green silk sheath dress she wore fit her like a glove leaving nothing to the imagination. Her muscular long legs were bare and Noelle wondered idly how her pussy would taste.Introductions had just ended when their second guest arrived and the contrast was immediate. Noelani Kwan’s Japanese/ Polynesian heritage had gifted her with large, expressive brown eyes, a 1,000 watt smile, shiny black hair that hung to the base of her spine, full breasts and hips and shapely legs. While Bridget strutted, Noelani glided as if on wheels, her cropped blouse and wrap skirt leaving her midriff bare showing her muscular stomach.Noelle’s mind reeled as they sat down to a dinner of Greek cuisine that she barely tasted. Between bites, the women chattered busily about happenings around town, but the roaring of blood in Noelle’s ears all but drowned it out. Noelani was seated next illegal bahis to her and the scent of her sandalwood perfume was making Noelle’s nipples harden and her pussy wet. As they were finishing the dessert course, Bridget said “Noelle dear, you haven’t spoken at all during the meal. Does the cat have your tongue?”“You mean the pussy, don’t you?” Noelani cracked and they all laughed, easing Noelle’s tension. She continued, “Please tell us about yourself.”Blushing at being the center of attention, Noelle reviewed her recent life and her plans for the future while the women listened attentively. When she had finished, Bridget turned to Alexis with a twinkle in her eye and said “Alexis, darling, what’s this about you seducing this lovely young girl and leading her down the path of sin, and a relative too, my, my.”Alexis laughed, “I’m unsure as to who seduced whom and I couldn’t be happier. She’s a wonderful lover and she’s captured my heart.”“You’re a lucky woman to have picked this juicy peach,” Noelani said, hugging Noelle, “I can’t wait to taste her myself.”“Looks like you’re stuck with me, babe,” Bridget said, standing up and taking Alexis by the arm. “Let’s hop in bed and get off on each other’s faces.”“How can I refuse such a gracious invitation,” Alexis replied. “Have fun, ladies.”Noelle and Noelani weren’t paying attention; they were already embracing and exchanging open mouthed kisses. Noelle led the way to her bedroom and closed the door behind them. Noelani had already dropped her skirt and was removing her blouse as Noelle’s kimono formed a satin puddle on the floor.They crawled into bed, embraced again and began sucking on each other’s tongues. Noelani’s body was warm and her skin like velvet. Noelle wrapped her arms and legs around the woman and rolled on top of her. “Mmmm, aggressive,” Noelani purred, “I like that. Eat my juicy little pussy, you sexy little bitch. Make me cum.”Noelle replied by sucking Noelani’s brown nipples into her mouth and kneading her firm breasts. From the woman’s guttural moans, she knew Noelani enjoyed breast play. Leaving the saliva drenched breasts, Noelle licked her way down to Noelani’s taut stomach, lavished kisses on it then did the same to her bare pubic mound. Teasingly she avoided the woman’s gooey pussy, licking and nuzzling her way along each inner thigh, then sucking on her toes.Noelani was writhing on the sheet, wanting Noelle to lick her aching pussy. When she finally stopped her teasing and engulfed Leilani’s hot cunt in her mouth and began to lick furiously, the woman screamed with joy, hips lifting off the bed to fuck Noelle’s face. Noelle growled deep in her throat as she devoured her feast of slick pussy flesh, then nibbled and sucked on the woman’s engorged clit. Leilani’s back arched and her mouth opened in a soundless scream as her orgasm consumed her utterly. When Noelle plunged two fingers into Lelani’s moist slit she exploded a wave of cum into her lover’s mouth which she gulped eagerly.Noelle drew a second powerful orgasm from the woman who then collapsed on the pillow, panting. She cradled Leilani in her arms until the woman recovered and hugged her saying “Damn, girl, you know good stuff. I thought my head was gonna explode.”“I did what I thought you’d like,” Noelle replied, kissing her.“Now it’s my turn,” Leilani said. “On your hands and knees, head on the pillow, ass in the air. I know some good stuff too.”Noelle complied, shivering with anticipation. Lelani spread the girl’s ass cheeks wide and began rimming her puckered asshole. Noelle gasped, no one had ever done this to her before; it was nasty and sexy at the same time and she began to moan in pleasure. Leilani pushed her stiff tongue into Noelle’s puckered star until the muscle relaxed and she began eating her asshole in earnest. Noelle’s brain exploded when she felt a finger working in her ass and two in her cunt as Leilani finger fucked her and licked her ass cheeks. She began pushing back against Leilani’s hands, wanting the fingers deep inside her. Leilani added a third finger, then a fourth in Noelles pussy, then began to fist fuck her and push another finger in her stretched asshole.Noelle was out of her mind with lust. Her pussy had never been so full and the fingers in her ass made her crazy with pleasure. Leilani knew her lover was close to cumming and fucked her harder, grunting with the effort. “Omigod, omigod, fuck me harder,” Noelle shrieked, “It’s so good, so good, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna … Yeeeee!” Leilani drank deep of the river of cum flowing from Noelle’s gushing pussy, then fucked her into a second orgasm releasing another flood of salty juices into her mouth.Noelle slumped forward, exhausted, as Leilani crawled up and cuddled her. “That was so sexy when you ate and fucked my asshole,” Noelle said. “That was so new to me.”“I love getting assfucked,” Leilani replied. “Next time we’ll use a strap-on. That’ll really make you explode.”‘There’s going to be a next time?’ Noelle thought, ‘Goody’.***When Noelle and Leilani strolled out of her bedroom holding hands, they saw Alexis and Bridget lying naked and entwined on a couch.“We thought you two were going for some kind of a record in there,” Bridget said with a grin. “Alexis and I could hardly concentrate on our own fucking.”“The hell you say,” Alexis replied, slapping Bridget’s ass playfully. “I suppose you didn’t enjoy all those orgasms either.”Noelle then joined Bridget and Leilani snuggled with Alexis as they sipped their wine and rested for a while before round two.Bridget nuzzled Noelle’s neck and caressed her breast, “Ready to fuck, beautiful?”“Follow me to the bedroom, Red.”***Bridget ran and jumped on the bed, Noelle right behind her. They began wrestling and tickling, laughing all the while. Bridget trapped Noelle between her legs and drew her back against her, her stiff nipples poking into Noelle’s back. “Now I have you where I want you,” she growled as she slid two fingers in the girl’s pussy.Noelle put up a feeble resistance as Bridget forced her legs wider apart and rubbed her clit with her thumb. It was so sexy being restrained and fingered like this; being so helpless and vulnerable. She laid her head back on Bridget’s shoulder and raised her hips to meet her lover’s thrusting fingers. Bridget fondled Noelle’s breasts, rubbing the stiff nipples as she added another finger working in her gooey hole. The girl’s surrender was exciting and she began murmuring in her ear “You like me fucking you, don’t you? You like being my little fuck toy, my bitch, don’t you? Noelle was drunk with lust “Yes, yes, I want to be your bitch, make me your bitch, fuck me!” Bridget lay back, pulling Noelle on top of her, still mercilessly frigging her soaked cunt with her hand. Noelle hips jerked as her orgasm erupted in sizzling fury.“That’s it, that’s it, cum for me; give me all your juices, baby.” Bridget chanted as Noelle screamed lustily and drenched her lover’s hand in sticky cum. Bridget continued fucking her until she had two more orgasms and slumped on top of her panting and exhausted.They snuggled while Bridget kissed Noelle over and over crooning, “My baby, my sweet baby, you came so good for mama” to which Noelle responded with a tired smile. Following a few minutes rest, Noelle arose and rolled Bridget on her back, lifting her legs back against her breasts placing her red furred pussy on wanton display.Noelle began to lick her lover’s pussy and asshole loving her guttural moans. She fastened her mouth on her feast of juicy cunt; sucking and licking like a starving wolf. Bridget held her own legs back and wide as her moans became louder, followed by a yelp as Noelle plunged a juice covered finger into her tight, pink asshole.“Ahhh, yes, fuck my ass, I love it,” Bridget cried when Noelle added a second finger, working them all the way in and back and forth. Her sharp white teeth found Bridget’s swollen clit and began to nibble and lash it with her tongue. Bridget was quivering like a reed in the wind as Noelle brought her to the edge, backed off, then to the edge again, teasing her until she howled “Damn you, let me cum you bitch.” Noelle redoubled her efforts and Bridget ejaculated in her face, wailing like a lost soul. Noelle drew two more orgasms from the screaming woman, finally ending her assault and letting her recover her senses.Bridget was limp and breathing hard in Noelle’s arms, finally gasping “God damn, woman, where did you learn to eat pussy like that? I haven’t cum so hard in ages.”“I had a good teacher,” Noelle replied, “And she told me what you liked when you’re fucked.”“It was marvelous, sweetie and I want some more. Let me get my second wind and we’ll 69 a while.”They assumed the head to foot position with Bridget on top and began to lick the others sopping holes. They were in no hurry after their intense climaxes and were content to pleasure each other for over an hour before going for the big finish. When they finally got each other off, they greedily swallowed the floods of girl cum flowing into their mouths and then collapsed in a sticky and quite satisfied heap. ***Alexis and Leilani were waiting for them when the women finally emerged from the bedroom, having showered together to wash the sticky mess from their bodies. They couldn’t resist fingering each other to one more orgasm as they clung together under the warm spray.“We thought you were killing each other in there with all that screaming,” Leilani said and they all laughed. After sharing a final glass of wine, the four women spooned together in Alexis’s big bed and didn’t awaken until noon of the following day. Over lunch, they agreed to meet again once Noelle returned to be with Alexis.***Alexis and Noelle sat together teary eyed and holding hands in the airport’s departure lounge. Noelle wondered how her aunt had circumvented airport security, but didn’t care; they were together now and that’s what mattered.“I’ll be back as soon as I can, Alexis,” she said as her aunt tenderly brushed a tear from her cheek.

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