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Nick spent the next month shadowing his boss Phil and getting to know the more finer points of his new job. That meant spending time at his boss’s desk and having to work much more closely with Miss Jones.

Miss Jones was loving Nick being in such close proximity as she deliberately went out of her way to tease him but very subtly so as not to arouse suspicion with anyone else although enough to create a bulge in Nick’s suit trousers from time to time.

‘Nick, why don’t you take Miss Jones out for lunch? We usually go out once a month to the nice little bistro pub around the corner. It will give you a chance to get to know one another and it can be unusually quiet around this time of day.’

Nick reluctantly agreed and was surprised when Miss Jones told Phil that it was a lovely idea.

As Phil had said the pub wasn’t very busy and Miss Jones found a table in a quiet corner of the pub after asking Nick to bring her a lime and soda with ice.

Nick brought over the menu along with the drinks and they both ordered chicken salads,

Nick thought he better start the conversation going.

‘So how have you liked working for Phil?’

‘Oh he is such a sweet, lovely man. We get on very well. Especially if he does as he is told,’ she replied in her plummy accent.

Nick looked at her and saw that she wasn’t joking.

‘So Nick. Tell me about yourself?’

Nick gave her the broad brush version of his life, telling her he was divorced, that he had one son, where he lived and where he was brought up.

‘Tell me about your childhood!’

He told her about his father and that he was a Chartered Accountant but only now on a part time basis. He mentioned his mother was an ex headmistress.

‘Oh,’ she cut him off. ‘Was she very strict with you as a child?’

Nick tried to skirt around the subject and told Miss Jones what a loving mother she was and that it was down to her that he stuck in at school and how she encouraged him all through university.

‘So did you have a very messy divorce?’

Nick smiled and told her it went quite smoothly. He never mentioned her cheating or in fact went in to any detail about Cindy.

‘Did your mother like her?’

Nick thought that it was a strange question and paused to think how to answer it.

‘Don’t worry I think I get what you are not telling me. I take it your ex wasn’t very much like your mother?’

Nick told her that his ex wife was nothing like his mother. This seemed to please Miss Jones.

Nick fired some questions to Miss Jones. He found ou that she didn’t live too far away from him but more out in the country and that she drove to Edgware where she caught the Underground train on the Northern Line into the city.

She told him that she still lived in her parents old home, that it was far too big for her but she could never get rid of it for sentimental reasons.

‘Tell me more about your childhood. What was it like?’

Nick told her his Dad worked long hours and also had private clients that he saw in the evening and basically it was his mother that guided him through his formative years. He went on to say how much he appreciated his mother’s guidance.

‘Guidance. What a strange word.’ thought Miss Jones.

After lunch they went back to the office and their work mode took over.

Nick arrived home to find that Toby had laid the table, put out a bottle of red wine and a couple of glasses.

‘Hi Dad, we’re having steaks tonight and you’re cooking them.’

Nick looked at the wine and glasses and laughed.

‘Nice try kid but no wine for you.’

‘Oh come on Dad, I’m seventeen. I’m old enough to drive, I’m old enough to have sex and I’m old enough to fight for my country. And,’ he said with some authority. ‘I’m old enough to drink wine with a meal!’

Nick shook his head and smiled.

‘You’re smart Toby, I’ll give you that. OK you can have a glass of wine, maybe two if you help me tidy up.

The meal was delicious. Both of them cleared their plates and then had a couple more glasses of wine.

By nine o’clock Nick was feeling tired and said goodnight to Toby.

He was lying in bed and began to think about Miss Jones. He wondered what it was about her that he was so attracted to.

He then began to think of his mother and the old feelings resurfaced.

Mrs Jordan was a tall woman, not beautiful but severe and handsome looking with short dark hair, a large chest, long legs and a well padded bottom. A direct contrast to her husband who was tall, skinny and quite boring.

She was strict with Nick, often spanking him when she thought his grades were not as good as they should be.

He remembered the bare bottom spankings.

He would have to drop his shorts or trousers and bend over his mother’s knee. This usually happened just after she had arrived home from work and she was dressed in her headmistress uniform of a dark grey or blue suit consisting of jacket, silk blouse of various colours, her matching skirt that came down to her knees and her silky nylons.

She would give him a dozen swats on his covered bottom with the beyoğlu escort palm of her hand then she would slowly ease his underwear down to his ankles and proceed to smack his bottom hard for a few more minutes until he was sobbing and he promised to work harder.

As he got older he would find that he was getting an erection as his cock rubbed over her stockings while he was being punished.

As he was remembering all this he realised he had an erection again.

He once wondered if it turned his mother on as well when she spanked him. His question was answered when one afternoon after a punishment he went to his bedroom to change and heard grunts coming from his mother’s room.

This carried on until he left to go to university. He remembered once near the end of term when he had just turned eighteen years of age being put over his mother’s knee for another spanking she told him to strip completely. He was shocked but the look she gave him withered any hope of arguing.

He duly disrobed and they both noticed his sizable young cock was making its way to a full erection.

His mother took off her jacket and sat down on their special punishment chair, however this time she hiked up her skirt to reveal white suspenders holding up her dark grey stockings.

Nick groaned when he saw them which wasn’t missed by his mother.

The spanking started as normal as his cock rubbed against her shiny stocking clad thighs and his cock became even harder.

Suddenly she sat back and opened her thighs which caused Nick’s erection to drop between them but before he could do anything about it his mother quickly closed her thighs effectively trapping his rampant cock.

The spanking resumed with Nick’s cock now rubbing alternatively between silk stocking and her bare thighs.

Nick could feel his balls tingling as he realised he was about to cum.

‘Oh God, please Mum. No more. Please.’

His mother just kept on spanking then suddenly stopped and began playing with his little hole with the middle finger of her right hand.

Nick was moaning and humping his mother’s thighs when she suddenly pushed her finger deep inside his arse.

He gargled something unintelligible as his cock erupted and he spurted his cum all over his mother’s thighs and stockings.

She kept her finger deep inside him until she’d milked him completely then removed it and told him to shower and get dressed for dinner which would be ready when his father returned from work.

At dinner nothing was said which was a relief to Nick.

Nick also remembered when he had finally left school and thought that his spankings had finished.

One night he felt particularly horny so he thought he would have a cold shower. He undressed in the bathroom and as he opened the lid on the wash basket to throw in his underwear he spotted a pair of his mother’s used black silk panties.

He couldn’t help himself and as he lifted then to his nose his cock was almost at full mast. By the time he’d tugged it once or twice and had a real good smell of his mother’s wet pussy juices. He was harder than he had ever been.

Her pungent smell was too much for him, he had to taste her. As soon as he licked the gusset he knew he was about to shoot.

He quickly pushed the knickers over his cock and caught all the spurts in the shiny silk underwear.

Once he’d finished he pushed the panties down to the bottom of the basket and climbed into the shower.

The next morning was a Saturday so he thought he would have a lie in. His mother would be doing the chores and his father would be out on the golf course as usual.

He was lying under his covers, naked, and playing with his cock when his mother barged into his room.

He was so startled to see his mother come into his room without knocking then standing by his bed with her hands on her hips that it took a while to notice that she was wearing a knee length black leather skirt, a red shiny blouse and red high heel shoes.

She stood glaring at him still with her hands on her hips.

Nick just laid in bed, not moving but waiting to see what the problem was with his mother.

Mrs Jordan lifted one hand away from her hip and dangled her cum covered knickers at him.

‘Get into my bedroom right now. I want you in there naked!’

‘Shit!’ thought Nick as he jumped out of bed and followed his mother to her room.

She sat down on a hard backed chair and motioned for her son to drape himself over her lap.

Nick gasped as his cock and balls came into contact with the cool leather of his mother’s skirt.

This time there were no niceties, the spanks were hard and fast.

She berated her son, calling him a pervert, a deviant, a degenerate and anything else that came into her furious mind.

Nick couldn’t believe how painful it was and also how hard his cock had become.

Suddenly his mother stopped while she reached over to grab a bottle of lube from the nearby dresser.

She poured a dollop into her left hand before reaching under her son and grabbing his erect cock.

Nick merter escort gasped as it was the first time his mother had touched him that way.

Once she was sure his cock was coated with the lube she let it go placing the flat of her hand on it as she held it to her thigh over her shiny skirt.

She started spanking him again, not as hard and more sensual, using her right hand to alternated between playing with his hole and scraping her long manicured nails over his taught balls.

Nick was totally lost in lust as he humped his mother’s shiny skirt, his cock sliding backwards and forwards over the slick leather.

Soon he felt the familiar tingles run from his balls to his cock.

‘Oh god Mum I’m going to…’

She never let him finish as she once again slipped her finger deep into his arse.

‘Aaarrrggghh!’ he cried as rope after rope spurted onto her leather skirt.

He slumped over her thighs, his breathing was ragged.

His mother pushed him to the floor and ordered him out of her room.

When his father was out his mother would often excuse herself then reappear wearing her leather skirt. Nick knew what that meant. Often she wouldn’t spank him but make him stand next to her as she undid his shorts and dragged them and his underwear to the floor.

She would then take hold of his cock and while she slowly stroked it she would tell him that boys of his age needed regular milkings. He would soon groan and as his spunk erupted from his cock she would point it down so it splattered onto her leather skirt.

This even happened when Nick came home from university, she would resume his milking whenever his father was away from home.

This only briefly stopped when he and Cindy set up house together.

One time his mother had arrived at his house sometime after eight o’clock one Friday night. Toby had gone straight from school to a friends house for a sleepover and Cindy was on her night out with her girlfriends.

Nick had just poured himself a measure of single malt whisky when he heard his doorbell ring.

‘Mum, what are you doing here?’

‘Oh I just thought I would come and see how you are.’

She sat on the sofa as Nick went into the kitchen to get her a glass of wine.

‘Oh don’t sit there Nick, come and sit beside me.’

Nick was just about to drop into his armchair so he sighed, stood back up and went to sit beside his mother.

‘Is this what all successful oil executives wear around the house?’ she said as she looked at her son in an old thin t-shirt and light jogging bottoms.

‘Actually Mother they are very comfortable and very cool, plus I wasn’t expecting visitors. If you had rung I would have wore something more appropriate.’

‘No you look fine. Is she looking after you? You look like you’ve lost a little weight.’

As she said that she placed her drink on the coffee table and ran her hand over his chest.

Nick shuddered. His mother smiled as she could see his nipples sticking through his t-shirt. She used to taunt him about his sensitive nipples and now she knew he was becoming aroused.

‘Well, is she? Is she taking good care of you?’

Nick thought she had sounded as if she was asking if his wife was taking care of his needs. In fact they hadn’t had sex for weeks.

Not waiting for an answer she sought out one of his nipples and gently squeezed it eliciting a groan from her son.

‘It looks like Mummy may have to take things in her own hands and make sure her son is fully satisfied!’

As she said that she squeezed his nipple harder.

‘Mum! Please no. We can’t.’

Even as he said that his mother was undoing the drawstring of his joggers. In a few seconds she had then to his knees freeing his semi hard cock.

‘Oh! I’ve never seen it that soft for a very long time.’ she stated. ‘I know, maybe you need something to help you.’

With that she stood up and unzipped her skirt then took it off to reveal her black satin open bottom girdle that had four straps on each thigh holding up her dark grey stockings. She then reached between her thighs and removed her black satin panties.

‘We’re going to need something to catch that dirty sperm of yours in now aren’t we?’ she said as she sat back down again.

She took Nick’s cock in her right hand and started to stroke him again.

‘Fuck, that feels so good.’ thought Nick. He looked down at his mother’s legs but couldn’t see anything higher than the black satin girdle.

‘Fuck! Her legs look so fucking sexy,’ thought Nick

By now his cock was rock hard and he was panting.

‘Mum, please. We shouldn’t. Oh God!’

His mother wanked him faster and harder as she knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

‘Cum for Mummy baby. Give Mummy your yummy cum.’

‘Oh fuck!’ he cried as his cock swelled and his mother got her knickers over its head just in time to catch the eruption.

She milked his cock into the gusset of her panties and when she was sure she had it all she stood up and put her knickers back on before pulling on her skirt and fastening bağcılar escort it.

Nick was stunned, satisfied but stunned.

‘Er..Mum, is there anything I can do for you?’ he asked his fifty seven year old mother.

‘Good God no darling. Your father will have his head between my thighs getting me off when I get home. Oh course he doesn’t know it yet.’ she giggled.

By now Nick was lying in bed stroking his hard cock when a thought hit him.

‘Oh shit. Me and Cindy never had a chance. My mother saw to that. It was as much my fault we split. I never paid her the attention she needed. No wonder she went with other men. I was as bad as she was.’

The next day during his lunch break he phoned his ex wife’s parents house and her mother answered.

‘Oh hi Mrs James, it’s Nick. You don’t have Cindy’s address do you?’

He was told that Cindy had moved back home just after the baby had died. Apparently the baby had had breathing complications when she was eight weeks old and had to go into hospital where unfortunately the doctors weren’t able to save her. Cindy was devastated and had pleaded with her parents to go back home.

‘Is she there now? Could I have word with her?’

‘Oh sorry Nick but she’s at work. She has a job in a local bakery as the manager. She lives in a flat above the shop now. Can I help you with anything?’

Nick thanked his ex mother in law and said he’d be in touch.

He looked at the balance of his savings account on his phone and that night he wrote out a cheque for ten thousand pounds made payable to Cindy Jordan.

He posted it to her parents house the next day with a covering note to ask them to deliver the smaller envelope to Cindy as soon as they could..

The following Sunday, Toby was out playing football and Nick was doing some housework when his doorbell rang. He was shocked and surprised to see Cindy standing there. She looked angry.

‘What the fuck is this?’ she shouted brandishing the cheque. ‘I’m not some fucking charity case!’

Nick’s smile disarmed her a little.

‘Hello Cindy. Nice to see you too. Please come in.’

Cindy huffed then stormed past him and into the lounge.

‘Glass of white OK?’

Cindy grunted and Nick went to the kitchen to get them both a glass of wine.

‘Come on then. Why did you send me this money after all this time?’

Nick went on to explain that their split hadn’t been all her fault. He guessed she’d been seeing other men but thought that if she didn’t rub his nose in it he would let it go.

‘I’ve had time to reflect you see. We were thrown together because you became pregnant with Toby. We never really had time to fall in love. We enjoyed our lifestyle but I worked longer hours than I should have, not just for the money but because deep down I knew neither of us were totally fulfilled with each other. That money is a halfhearted apology that I hope will let us be friends again.’

‘Does that mean you want us to…’

‘Hah! No, we both know that would never work. We are and always were two different people that got caught up with ‘doing the right thing.’

Cindy agreed and took a sip of her drink.

Nick had a good look at her. She’d put on weight, her boobs sagged a little more and her luscious blond hair was now not as luscious.

‘When did you suddenly realise all of this?’ she asked.

‘It was something that my secretary said that got me thinking about my life.’

‘Hah, I bet she’s young, cute and with a drop dead gorgeous body, is she?’

Nick laughed.

‘Actually she’s fifty three and a Miss,’ he chortled.

Cindy smiled.

‘What about you? Have you got a new man to look after you?’

Cindy looked down and took another gulp of her wine before answering.

‘I am seeing a guy. His name is Alesandro but everyone calls him Alex. He owns the bakery I work for. The family are Greek but he was born in England. He’s thirty eight, a widow with two teenage kids. We don’t live together because of his children but we see a lot of each other.’

Nick smiled a kind smile. He was happy for her.

‘How’s Toby?’ she asked.

‘He’s just the same. When did you last see him?’

‘I saw him a few times at my Mum and Dads when I, well, you know, but after that I became a bit of a recluse until I got my job.’

‘Hey, have you still got the car?’

‘Ah, no. Sorry. I had to sell it when I moved to Watford as I needed the money to live on.’

Nick felt a pull on his heart strings.

‘Can I get you a new one. I could lease one for you?’

Cindy giggled. ‘No thanks. My company vehicle gets me where I need to go.’

Nick stood up and looked out of the window to see a bright red van with Apollo Bakeries written on the side.

They both broke down in fits of laughter.

Cindy refused another glass of wine saying she had to get back to her parents as they were making a late Sunday lunch.

‘Tell Toby Hi from me huh?’

‘I’ll tell him to ring you. What’s your mobile number?’

When she had gone Nick sat back down and thought he was glad that that had happened.

The month flew by and Phil had retired leaving just Nick and Miss Jones. Miss Jones had the small office outside Nick’s larger one. If she needed anything signing she would knock on his door and wait to be called in and if he wanted her for any reason he would press the intercom on his phone and summon her.

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‘I’d really love some feedback on both new and old stories. Please leave comments to help guide my future writing. I know some of them are long but I’m really proud of them.’

*****

Luke walked casually around to his neighbours house like he’d done a dozen time before, either to borrow something or to collect something that his mother had borrowed. This time he was going to collect their house key from Tessa who’d been given the spare set in case there were any emergencies.

Though she’d been there a little less than a year, Tessa had quickly become close friends with Luke’s mother; even enough to trust her with the keys. They were about the same age and had a lot in common. Music was where their tastes were almost direct opposites, but it gave them much glee to tease each other.

The shortest way between the house was around the back of the block of houses, through a bunch of wooden gates that were as tall as he was. The plants that grew in whatever piece of ground that hadn’t been covered with concrete slabs. They barely got enough light and looked discoloured and twisted and it gave him the creeps if he stayed there too long.

The gates made little noise as they opened, Luke had been asked to oil them just before they’d gone on holiday, he’d done their gate and thought he might as well oil Tessa’s too. Luke was back home by himself, he’d come a couple of days early to get ready to go back to college. He walked up the path, looking at every small thing. Looking at all the windows and any clutter laying around. Tessa’s garden wasn’t fancy, but it was tidy much.

As he approached the door, he squinted his eyes from the glare bouncing off of the window of the door. Luke knocked gently and spoke.

“Hello!”

There was no reply.

“Tessa?” he spoke a little louder.

Still no reply.

Cautiously he tried the door handle and found it to be open, he peered his head inside, “Tessa,” he said again.

There was still no reply, but the signs seemed to show that Tessa was here. Her car was here, and she always locked the doors if she was out.

Luke walked into the narrow galley kitchen which was at the back of the house. He wasn’t sure if he should move quietly as not to disturb her or make some noise to announce his presence. As he kept looking around, it was only moments before he spotted his own set of house keys laying on the worktop. When he picked them up, he felt the warmth coming from the electric kettle. He brushed the back of his hand over it to make sure that the heat wasn’t he imagination. It was still warm so she had to be here somewhere.

“Hello,” he spoke softly again.

But there was still no answer.

His curiosity was tingling, and he wanted to make sure that everything was okay considering this was almost 4 in the afternoon. As he continued to look through the house, he still couldn’t see her. But her favourite jacket was here, and her bag, and her house keys.

Luke placed his shoes at the door, the downstairs was all laminate flooring and the upstairs was all carpet, the same as in his house. Slowly he made his way up the stairs, his sock feet made his footsteps doubly silent on the thick, cream coloured, shag pile carpet.

Stopping just two steps short of the top of the stairs, he became aware of a hint of noise. Cautiously he crept around to the, slightly open, bedroom door. Another whiff of sound peaked his curiosity even more. As he moved around the door, movement caught his eye and it made him stop in his tracks.

Angling his head back a little, he peered between the narrow opening between the door and the frame to find Tessa sitting up on her bed. The first thing he noticed was her almost jet black hair against the contrast of everything else in that room which was light coloured. It took another second or so to realise that the rest of her body was totally naked. He moved his gaze to try and focus better and be sure of what he was seeing. Although a feeling in his gut tried to tell him that he should respect her modesty and slip away, another stirring in his body coaxed him to stay.

Tessa was sitting with her back against the full height headboard. Her knees were raised and her legs slightly parted. She was sitting comfily on her duvet which was bunched up around her. Between that, and the angle of her leg, it blocked Luke from seeing her down below.

He could see that she was reaching down to her vagina and playing with both hands; her more than ample breasts rested on her forearms and bounced slightly. One hand stroked the inside of her thigh while she used the other to stimulate herself.

“Luke” she then spoke.

With a thump of his heart, a pulse of electricity surged through his body and his legs jerked as if the floor had given way beneath his feet. He stared through the crack and found that her eyes still seemed to be closed. Even if her eyes had been open, Tessa was facing towards the far wall and not looking through the door at him.

“Luke,” she came again softly as mecidiyeköy escort she continued to rub herself.

This time he was sure that she hadn’t in fact seen him, she was fantasising about him!

Tessa then let out several soft moans instead of his name.

Luke was forced to moisten his lips with the tip of this tongue.

A motion on the bed then suddenly made him jerk out of the way of her gaze. As he peered back to see what was happening, she still hadn’t opened her eyes. Looking to see what was happening, he saw that with the hand that had been on her thigh was now tugging at the duvet and making herself more comfortable. With a flick of her arm, she flung the quilt over the bed to flatten it out of the way.

Luke waited a moment before finding the best angle again, he watched as Tessa slide her whole body a little further down the bed and flattened her left leg out of the way. As she moved, the material of the sheets made it’s unique and pleasing sound. Although it wasn’t loud, it tickled his ears. When she released her right hand, Luke heard the distinctive sound of the gentle slap of elastic. Although he still couldn’t see it, his ears told him that she was actually wearing something down below. Whatever it was seemed to be too loose fitting to be panties, he couldn’t quite see what it was.

As she continued to move around, something in his heart then dropped. A suspicion that was only now reaching his brain. The patterning on the garment had a familiar feel to it, he took a step closer to the door and tried to get a closer view. Tessa pulled at the material to give herself access with a toy that she’d just picked up with her right hand from her far side.

By now Luke was sure of what it was. She was wearing patterned boxer shorts. His boxer shorts!

Luke had got them last year for Christmas; green plastic army men patterned on shiny silver shorts. He went onto his tiptoes to give himself an extra five or so inches in height. Nikki’s movement soon revealed something else.

In her left hand, she now held a red material that he quickly began to suspect that was another pair of his boxer shorts. She gently worked them against the top of her thigh, so close to where she was toying.

The double shock hit him. His eyes stared straight ahead, but nothing was getting to his brain. Luke was just in his own world.

He had forgotten for a moment that he was on his toes, as he tried to keep his balance he overcompensated and lost his balance. To stop himself from smacking his face against the edge of the door, he had to bring his hands out quickly in front of him. One made a thud against the wall and the other landed on the edge of the doorframe. Although the door moved a few inches, it squeaked; unlike the gate outside.

As he peered back through the gap in the door he found her eyes to be looking at him. Her head was bobbing back and forth, trying to see who it was. Luke was frozen, he just kept staring through the gap. Tessa kept looking back at him, still motioning her head from side to side. She picked up the quilt around herself to at least cover some of herself up.

Luke’s heart was beating hard. He wanted to run, but he knew he had to confront her. And despite what she’d apparently done, she didn’t deserve to think it was some crazy stalker behind the door. Tessa looked frightened; or at the very least, beyond nervous.

“Who’s there!” came a shaky voice.

Luke closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he took one step into the room stopping right behind the door. He needed another breath before he stepped out to reveal himself.

Tessa’s eyes widened as she saw who it was.

“Oh god,” her voice spoke, “Luke.”

In the space of a few seconds, her throat had gone dry. She swallowed deeply.

“How long have you been standing there!?” her voice stammered slightly the sounds of the words.

Luke also tried to swallow.

“Long enough to see what you’re wearing,” he responded.

She looked downwards at his boxer shorts even though she was covered up.

“And to see what’s in your hand,” he motioned with his eyes to the second pair of his boxer shorts which she was still holding in her exposed hand.

Tessa tried to drop them but they were entangled in her fingers.

“I…” she began.

Luke turned away slightly to protect her modesty. Although it was probably too late for that.

“I’ve also been just long enough to hear the name you said at least a couple of times.”

This time Tessa’s head dropped a little further, and it was a look of shame.

Luke gave her a minute to compose herself. In truth, he wasn’t sure what to say either.

She was the first to raise her head; moistness in the corners of her eyes.

He turned his head back to look at her, he had seen her movement in the corner of his eye.

“I’m sorry,” she spoke.

“Why would you do this!?”

Her shoulders hunched.

“I don’t know,” she spoke.

“There must taksim escort be something.”

She was barely trying to cover herself up, her breasts hung there, fully exposed.

“I just wanted to make myself feel good, try something new, a little risky,” she admitted.

“Risky,” he repeated, “it’s dirty!”

“I’m sorry,” she pleaded.

“I can’t believe you used our house key for this. Did you sneak into mom and dad’s room too!?”

“No,” she answered firmly. Her next words were much more soft, “just yours,” she admitted.

“But why my stuff.”

“Because you’re nice to me,” she answered simply. “I wanted to think about being with someone who is nice to me.”

“Were you imagining that that was me,” he nodded towards the toy laying beside her on the bed. The dildo was bright pink, almost fluorescent. It was about ten inches and was shaped just like a real cock with a bulbous tip. Ripples pulled back foreskin just below the head and thick veins covered every inch of it and give it texture and sensation. It had a black and red tip at the root of the fake cock. Luke wasn’t sure if it was a vibrator or not, it could well have been where the batteries went in; he just didn’t know enough to be sure.

“Imagine how bad this would be if it was the other way around. If I’d come in into your house, and started looking through your underwear.” He was holding back from raising his voice. It wasn’t anger trying to raise his tone, but he couldn’t describe what it was he felt inside either.

“I’m not sure if it would feel like a different situation or not,” her mind was going round and round.

Luke’s fingers twitched as he looked around the room, he saw a large pine set of drawers behind where the door was.

“Would it be different,” he spoke as he approached the set of drawers. Although blocking his exit hadn’t been his intention, he had to shut the door to get to them,

Tessa still made no effort to cover up her body, Luke glanced over towards her sometimes; his eyes inadvertently kept making contact with her breasts but he couldn’t help it.

Luke stood in front of the drawer, almost as if to make a statement about it.

“How would you feel if I started looking through your drawers,” he kept his voice low and gauged her reaction. If what he was about to do was going to visibly upset her, he’d stop; he just wanted to show her his point.

He opened the top drawer needing both hands, one for each knob. When he pulled out all the way he found a selection of neat cotton panties of various shapes and colours. To their left was a pile of bra’s, their cups stacked together, some of them obviously made matching sets. Judging her reaction, which seemed strangely distant, he began to pick up her cotton panties and show them to her.

“How does this make you feel,” he still kept his voice in check.

She shrugged, but in no way became visibly upset. Luke couldn’t exploit her in her state. Even though what she’d done didn’t seem natural to him, there were far worse crimes in this world.

As his finger felt their way around the various soft materials, he felt a stirring in his loins. A feeling that was unsettling in nature. In response, he placed the underwear back in the drawer and gently closed it.

Reaching for the next set of drawers he opened them, he found more underwear; but this time it looked more like delicate lingerie. Brightly coloured, almost see through some parts of them.

As he kept looking at the various sets he couldn’t help but touch them too. The sensation he was experiencing this time weren’t so unsettling… but they were different. At one side of the drawer, he saw a small pink towel that looked out of place in her collection. With his mere fingertips he moved the towel away to find a collection of various toys lined up in a row. There was a gap where the one that she was using looked like it could sit.

Luke’s heart began to race in a different way, most of what was sitting in front of him were things that he’d only seen in magazines or pictures from the internet. There one made of glass, another made from cold looking stainless steel. There was a tiny one that was only the size of a finger. A bright purple rabbit vibrator, and another realistic shaped one that was made of black silicone. There was even a vibrating egg tethered to its battery pack. It was worrying how familiar some of these things were to him.

“I still can’t believe you were thinking about me when you were doing that,” he turned back to her.

She shied away.

“It felt naughty” Tessa answered, “it felt nice.”

“It was dirty,” he reminded her.

“Dirty can be good,” she said coyly, “sometimes.”

Luke looked at her.

“I’m sorry things turned out like this, I didn’t want you to find out,” she apologised.

He nodded tensely.

“Why do you want to do this, when you have all this,” he pointed at the drawer, “don’t they make you feel good.”

“Sometimes feeling good just isn’t enough, I wanted şişli escort to feel connected to something; to someone.”

“It’s hard for me to understand why you feel this loneliness. You’re pretty, you’re confident.”

Tessa’s face lifted.

Luke continued.

“You’re funny and fun. And I guess apart from this, pretty normal.”

The room fell silent, the only sounds that could be heard were the everyday sounds of the traffic and the odd scream coming from outside from children making the most of the holidays.

Tessa blinked her eyes, hard. It was as if to wake herself from the situation.

“Could you hand me something from the drawer so I can get dressed, I’ll give you these back; I’m sorry,” her voice was only a breath louder than a whisper.

Luke looked for something, but he couldn’t really tell what was what, he just grabbed a pile of something and placed it on the bed beside her as delicately as he could. He had to lean right over the kingsize bed to get to her side. Still making no effort to cover herself up his eyes fixed on her body, on her bountiful breasts. As he stood back up he couldn’t avert but his eyes, Tessa watched his reaction to her body. Luke’s lungs drew in a sharp intake of breath through his nose, there was no way she couldn’t have been aware of how hard it was.

Picking up the pile of clothes she’d been given, she slowly crawled off the other side of the bed stood up. Luke tried to look at her eyes which seemed to glow with an amazing blue that both contrasted and complimented the shining sun outside. He turned away as she was about to removed her boxer shorts and exposed her full body to him.

Luke watched the motions of her getting dress with the silhouette she cast on the wall that he was now facing. He heard her soft footsteps on the carpet as she stepped out of his boxer shorts. Luke heard the soft thud as she dropped his boxers to the floor, they even made a sound as they brushed off the carpet.

The next sound Luke heard was as they thumped against the head of the bed only an arms reach from him, he looked down at them with the corners of his eyes. First came the ones that she’d been holding in her hand; then the ones she was wearing. He tried to face in the opposite direction as best he could but even her silhouette was like an exotic dancer.

Her shadow teased him as she got dressed. She wriggled her hips as she put on her panties first. Next, her shoulders swung from side to side as she slipped into her bra. He heard the telltale ‘snap’ of the straps.

Luke closed his eyes and tried to get certain images out of his head, but in trying to do so he just made the images worse. As Luke opened his eyes again, he watched Tessa’s shadow disappear from view as she walked to the foot of the bed. Now she’d blocked him from leaving as she was right by the door. By now Luke was practically facing into the corner of the room, still like a naughty child.

As he listened to Tessa continue to get herself dressed, he reached picked up his boxer shorts from the bed. Luke tried to fumble for them with his hands, but he had to look at them before he managed to get a grip of them both. As he looked down at them he could feel their warmth in his hand. They weren’t cool like when he put on a new pair in the morning, they were warm from her skin. Working them around in his hands he could feel what could only be described as a moistness, they weren’t wet; just moist.

Something else then hit him, their smell. What was coming off of them wasn’t some kind of perfume or body wash that she’d been using. What he was smelling… was her!

As it entered his lungs, he would feel a warmth stirring from deep within him. Something that he had no control over and was at its very essence animalistic. What he was smelling could only be described as sex; there was no other word for it.

Luke suddenly found himself fighting the urges that were flooding through his body, something that he knew he shouldn’t be feeling. His adrenaline was already on a high after entering this situation. This was different, but it seemed to be somehow feeding off that same adrenaline.

His mouth was going dry again, he tried as best he could to keep it moist.

“Do you h-have these kinds of feelings about y-younger guys,” he stammered.

“Depends on the guy,” she gave a soft answer. “It’s not something that I can easily describe, someone age isn’t really part of it. Sometimes it’s their looks, or their body, or their attitude; something that people can have at any age.”

Luke half turned to her, but stopped before he saw anything beyond a glimmer in the corner of his eye.

“I mean don’t you find different people attractive,” she began. “An actress, a sports person, a singer, a weather presenter, someone you see at college. Blonde, brunette; slender, petite; dark eyes, blue eyes; athletic, or fake boobs the size of volleyballs,” her voice changed as she probed him.

Her last comment made him smile, but he wasn’t sure if she’d seen him do it.

“When you … you know,” she began. “Are you going to tell me that nobody you think about is older than say… twenty-four. Only just a little older than you are.”

Luke went silent.

“Who do you think about?” she asked him.

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Thanksgiving Weekend at Doheny Beach- Nancy is still nursing her newborn; Rachel is 5 months pregnant; the twins are still in heat:

It was early in the morning when Sam awoke and heard the sounds of waves crashing in the distance. He could hear the faint sounds of seagulls flying over the beach and the hushed voices of holiday vacationers as they came out of their own tents and campers. Sam rubbed his eyes and slowly remembered what had transpired the night before. He had made love to his twin sisters and it had been one of the best nights of his life.

Sam shifted in the small bed and felt their warm bodies still draped over him. Sometime during the night they had managed to kick all the blankets off the bed leaving all three of them completely exposed. Sam looked down and saw his balls and cock nestled warmly between the two smooth legs that each girl had slipped between his own. His morning wood looked impressive but his urge to pee reminded him it was time to get up. Sam carefully untangled himself, trying not to wake his sisters. He was almost out of the incestous love nest when he heard his mother’s voice call out to him.

“Looks like someone had a big night…”

Sam glanced over to the opposite side of the trailer. His mom was sitting up in her bed, bare breasted and with an iPad on her lap.

“Oh! Good morning mom. Didn’t think you would be up,” Sam replied slightly embarrassed at his disheveled state.

“I got up early to feed the baby,” she informed him as he hobbled over to the small bathroom to pee.

When Sam came back out, he cautiously walked over to his mother and kissed her on the cheek. She didn’t seem angry or jealous but Sam tread carefully nonetheless.

Nancy appraised her son and wondered what she was going to do now that Sam had taken all three of her daughters to bed.

“So… how was it?” she finally asked him curiously.

Sam turned his head to see if his sisters were still sleeping. Nancy followed his gaze and saw that both girls were still fast asleep. They both had their hair strewn all over the bed and their naked bodies were splayed across each other.

“It was incredible mom. They are something else…” Sam said quietly while reminiscing how tight and sweet his sisters’ pussies had felt.

“Well it looks like you gave as good as you got. Poor things…”

Nancy said contemplatively as she gazed upon the freshly fucked bodies belonging to her daughters.

“…they’re probably not getting up anytime soon.”

Sam turned towards his mother and sighed. A ray of sunlight was shining through one of the trailer’s small windows, landing directly on Nancy’s succulent breasts.

“We should probably get dressed so we can make break…fassst…”

Nancy hissed in pleasure, unable to finish what she was saying. Sam had swooped down and cupped one of her juicy tits and was now forcefully sucking on it.

“Oh God… Sam…” Nancy said breathlessly. She was not expecting him to latch on to her so suddenly.

“I got my breakfast right here,” he mumbled. His mouth now full of motherly flesh. Unlike their baby, who only suckled on her nipple, Sam swallowed the entire circle surrounding her warm buttons. He knelt down beside her bed and continued suckling until a steady stream of warm milk hit his tongue.

Nancy closed her eyes and tilted her head back. The sensation of her children sucking on her breasts had become addictive the last few weeks. Nancy couldn’t help but recall how her late husband, Jim, had admonished her for not weaning Sam when he had first started to walk. Now, here she was breastfeeding him again, now fully grown.

“If only you could see me now…” she thought to herself as the memory of her husband faded out.

She placed a hand on the back of Sam’s head and continued feeding him.

After a few minutes however Nancy felt Rachel stir next to her.

“ok ok… that’s enough young man. We really should be getting dressed… your sisters will be up soon,” she said looking down at him, though not really wanting the pleasure to stop.

He was still busy feeding on her, his eyes closed. She watched as a bead of her breast milk ran down the side of his mouth until it dripped off his chin. At that same moment however, something else caught her eye. Nancy looked up and saw the twins were now awake and were looking right at her with stunned faces.

“Sam… Sam!” Nancy said a little more urgently. She practically had to pry Sam off her nipple as it popped out of his mouth.

“The girls are awake,” she informed him while hiding away her breasts.

Sam wiped his mouth and turned to face them. Their eyes were open wide in surprise. They didn’t expect to see Sam on his knees, naked and above all, breastfeeding off their mother. Sam couldn’t help but think of how cute and delicious they looked in their bewilder states. The girls squirmed in their bed as his bare cock pulsed and rose slightly between his legs. It wasn’t until his eyes traveled down bursa escort their bodies that they realized how naked they themselves were. They quickly pulled the bed sheet up to cover their nudity. Sam smiled at them.

“I’m going to take a shower,” he announced.

“If anyone cares to join me to save water and shower tokens let me know.”

The twins looked at one another unsure of what to say or do. There was a warm tingling sensation between their legs that still lingered from being fucked only a few hours earlier. It wasn’t until they caught their mother staring at them that they became aware of how guilty they must have appeared. They were both still clutching onto the bed sheet trying to hide their indiscretion.

“I’ll join you Sam,” they suddenly heard.

Rachel was finally up and was stretching beside her mother. The pair of swollen breasts made the small trailer feel even more cramped.

“I could use a nice warm shower. Let me just get my things before we go,” she finished.

Sam wrapped a towel around his body and waited for her outside the trailer. Rachel was busy looking for her shower kit when Nancy finally broke the silence and began questioning the girls.

“Alright you two. Out with it. What happened last night?” she asked them sternly.

They tried to hide their shame by turning away from her but Nancy continued, well aware of what they were hiding.

“Did Sam get a little handsy last night or what?” she asked provocatively.

Ali stiffened at her question. Tiffany on the other shook her head. At this point Rachel finished grabbing her stuff and headed out the door. She figured it would be easier for her mother to deal with the situation on her own.

“Ok… So do you girls mind explaining to me why you are naked under there?” Nancy asked with raised eyebrows.

Silence.

“You guys know you can talk to me right?”

Nancy let the question hang in the air. After a few moments Tiffany finally peered her eyes towards her mother and whispered,

“Mom we ah… we did it. With Sam I mean…”

Nancy noticed the shame in her voice but pretended not to know what she was talking about.

“What do you mean IT?”

Ali answered for both of them sparing her sister from having to answer.

“We had sex mom OK! We got a little carried away and before we knew it Sam was naked and then we were naked… and well… we ended up having sex…”

Both girls recoiled now that the truth was out in the open. Nancy considered them silently for short while before replying.

“I see…”

Both girls became even more uneasy as Nancy stepped out of bed. She hadn’t disciplined them since they were kids but the guilt they felt convinced them that some form of punishment was about to happen. The girls watched nervously as Nancy searched the ground for something. It wasn’t until she pulled out a fresh bra that they breathed a sigh of relief. They watched her cautiously as she clasped her new maternity bra behind her back. She was still wearing her white lacy panties that had Sam reeling the night before. She was in the middle of squeezing her plump bottom into a pair of jeans when she spoke again.

“Well, if that’s the case, I guess we can safely say you two aren’t little girls anymore.”

The twins remained quiet.

“I assume you guys didn’t use any protection?”

Both girls looked at each other as the sudden realization hit them. It had never crossed their mind that they may get pregnant.

“If you guys want to finish your last year of college without looking like Rachel, you’ll have to be more careful next time,” she told them having finally managed to pull her jeans up past her butt.

The twins were still frozen in their bed.

“Did he cum in you both of you?” she asked, her voice now full of curiosity.

The girls didn’t answer, still painfully ashamed. Nancy pressed on.

“Well?”

A few seconds passed before she heard an answer.

“I don’t think he came in me, but I’m not sure,” Tiffany finally said in a small voice.

Nancy looked towards Ali and waited for her response.

“He did cum in me… but he cleaned it up after we were done,” Ali said innocently, causing her mother’s heart to melt.

“Well whatever the case may be, unless you want Sam to knock you girls up the way he did Rachel and I; I suggest you be more careful in the future.”

Nancy was now fully dressed and smiled at them. The last sentence had caught the girls off guard.

“Wait mom… what did you just say?” Ali asked.

“I said… that unless you want Sam to knock you up like he did Rachel and I, I suggest you be more careful in the future.”

Nancy flashed them a devilish smile, relishing the fact that now the whole family was in on her dirty little secret.

“You girls clean up in here while I clean up outside. I’m going to cook up a nice big breakfast for everyone. I’m sure Sam will be starving when he comes back.”

Nancy escort bursa stepped outside leaving the twins wondering what had the hell that had just happened.

Sam and Rachel fucked eagerly during their morning shower. Sam wasn’t lacking any vigor now that he had tasted new pussy. On the contrary he felt more energized than ever. Sam washed his sister’s back but not before cupping her breasts and rubbing his cock between her taut butt cheeks. It wasn’t long before Sam had his pregnant sister pressed against the shower wall as he fucked her from behind. Rachel’s body ached from their last copulation but the pleasure she felt now, far exceed any aches she had. After wasting about five dollars in the shower, Sam finally came inside his sister causing her shudder on his spurting cock. She pushed out the creamy deposit and cleaned herself off before they headed out.On the way back to their site they found themselves awkwardly walking by a family that occupied the site nearest to the showers. They had heard Rachel’s throws of passion as her brother came deep inside her. The married couple looked at them curiously as they walked by. The man nodded at Sam as if giving him a thumbs up, the wife on the other hand smiled at Rachel. Sam and Rachel laughed all the way back to their site.

Back at camp the family settled down for breakfast. They tried their best to maintain a state of normalcy but things were far from normal. Sam had made love to his mother and all three of his sisters. The dynamics of the family were quickly changing.

Sam noticed that twins were tense and quiet during their meal. He managed to bring levity to the situation by recounting the stares Rachel and him had received while coming back from the shower. They all had a good laugh about it.

As soon as they were done eating Sam got up to help his mother clean up. As he walked by her he slapped her ass hard making her yelp in surprise. All three of her daughters looked in her direction.

“That was delicious mom. Thanks for breakfast,” he said before kissing her and squeezing her butt.

“You are very welcome young man,” she said coyly.

Rachel was unfazed by the brazen smacking of her mother’s bottom. The twins however were once again hit with the realization that what their mother had told them earlier was actually true. Sam was having a sexual relationship with their mother and Rachel. They were still uneasy at the thought it but as the day moved on, Sam made it more and more obvious that things were going to change. He blatantly fondled their mother and kissed Rachel on the lips whenever he felt the urge. They soon came to accept that they were now part of Sam’s harem and they warmed to the idea of being with Sam again. Sam intentionally gave them space for the most part of the day but by that evening both girls were teasing Sam with their own antics. Tiffany began to stand closer to Sam whenever she could and would actually rub against him like a young lioness in heat. This caused Sam to palm her ass on several occasions and even tuck his hand under her shorts to feel her butt cheek’s smooth skin.

Ali in turn decided to sit on his lap when they sat around the campfire. She wiggled her butt on him until she could feel his hard on growing and shifting underneath her. Nancy and Rachel mused at the sudden change in both girls.

After the fire died down and temperature dropped, the Martin family proceeded back inside the trailer. Sam brought up the rear and made sure all his girls were inside before closing and locking the door behind them.

He walked around the trailer and closed all the windows and blinds. He couldn’t risk a park ranger or any of their neighbors peeking in. Sam then walked over to his mother and pulled her blouse over her head. Rachel, Tiffany and Ali on the other hand, settled in on the opposite bed. The twins were somewhat timid at first but as they watched their mother being undressed they couldn’t help but to feel their pussies begin to moisten in anticipation. A pin drop could be heard as Sam unclasped his mother’s bra. The cups were slightly damp on the inside from her heavy tits leaking milk earlier in the evening. Sam squeezed them and sucked on her nipples. Nancy fumbled to undo his belt and a collective gasp escaped the girls’ mouths, as their mother pulled back Sam’s waistband. His cock was thick and harder than ever. Nancy could feel heat radiating from it.

Sam kissed and gently bit into the side of her neck. Nancy stole a glance in her daughters’ direction and locked eyes with them. She smiled at them and turned Sam towards them so that they could see her hand stroking his meaty cock. All three girls gulped in unison as she squeezed the angry snake in her hand. It was long, thick and more potent than ever, with a bit of precum already oozing out of it’s tip.

After a few strokes, Nancy knelt down and took Sam into her mouth. He grunted in pleasure as his mother’s warm mouth enveloped him. She swallowed him whole and throated him lovingly. bursa escort bayan She then pulled it out of her hungry mouth and ran her tongue up and down it’s length. She loved feeling every single groove and curve of his veiny manhood. The musky aroma was intoxicating and it made her want to kiss and caress his swollen balls even more. The girls looked on as their mother lost herself with Sam.

Rachel, unable to cope with the sultry scene, pulled off her shirt causing her bare breasts to jiggle free.. Before long all three girls were topless and running their hands between their legs.

Nancy smiled at them with her eyes. It made her horny watching the three light colored panties turn darker and darker as they dampened . She pushed herself to swallow Sam all over again. A part of her wanted to educate her daughters. To show them how an experienced woman sucked cock. Another part however, wanted to remind them that she was and always would be the primary owner of Sam’s love and attention. Although she could claim that she had been the first to take his seed and born him a child, it was the fact that she had given birth to him that gave her sole ownership of his heavenly manhood. In other words, she didn’t mind sharing… as long as she went first.

Slurping and gagging sounds permeated the small trailer. At one point Sam grabbed a handful of his mother’s hair and practically faced fucked her against the kitchen cabinet. The drawers could be heard rattling as Sam held his mother’s head and forced fed her his cock. The twins were a little taken aback but Rachel and Nancy knew all too well how Sam sometimes liked to have fun with their mouths. Finally after about 10 mins of slobbering and gagging, Nancy pulled away from him. Her eyes were watery and hair was a mess but she beamed proudly at her handy work. Sam’s cock was glistening in her hand. It was primed, throbbing and ready for deep pussy penetration.

Sam helped his mother up and laid her down on the empty bed. The girls watched intently as Sam spread her legs and positioned himself between them. Sam entered his mother easily and smoothly. He slowly began running his hot rod in and out of her. After a few strokes Sam remembered they had an audience and decided to give them a better view. He scooted his mother further up on the bed and climbed on top of her. The girls now had a clear view of their mother’s mature pussy being invaded by Sam’s girthy man meat.

“Oh sweeeet mother of God!” she cried out as Sam sunk into her once again, filling her like only he could.

The young stud’s ass flexed and pumped away above his mother’s soft luscious body. Ali couldn’t take it anymore and pulled her panties to the side and began fingering her pussy hungrily. Rachel was sitting beside and found herself compelled to feel her sister’s pussy. Ali gasped in surprise as she felt her sister’s hand on her throbbing clit but was soon lost to the tingling sensation coursing through her body. She had never had another girl play with her sexually, let alone her sister.

Meanwhile the slapping sounds of mother and son flesh echoed lewdly throughout the small trailer. Tiffany got up quietly and turned on the main lights inside the camper. This gave them a better view of the love knot between Sam and Nancy. She crept over to where her mother was being pummeled and pulled off her soaked panties. She knelt beside the bed and watched Sam’s creamy cock plunge in and out their mother as she rubbed the nub of her clit. She licked her lips wantonly wanting to be next.

Sam pushed deeper and deeper inside his mother. His balls were ready to dump another batch of baby batter inside his lovely mother but he was reminded that his sisters were watching and paced himself. He settled himself in a full mating press on top of her and didn’t move. He was balls deep inside her and dared not move out of the fear he might cum earlier than he wanted. Nancy sensed his apprehension and knew all too well what Sam’s tense body meant.

“Wait baby, I have something for you,” she said while squeezing his arms.

Nancy reached back to the far side of the bed where her purse lay. She searched through its contents and felt Sam pulsate inside her. Finally, after having rummaged through all her belongings, she pulled out a small black box.

“I ordered these off Amazon a few days ago. I thought they might come in handy.”

Sam watched curiously as his mother opened the box revealing three black rubber rings inside.

“Condoms?” He asked in surprise. They hadn’t used a single condom since they embarked on their incestuous journey and wondered why his mother would put one on him now.

“No silly,” Nancy giggled inadvertently squeezing Sam’s cock inside her.

“These are cock rings… I read that they’ll help you last longer,” she informed him.

Sam pulled out of his mother making Nancy feel oddly empty. Sam watched silently as Nancy tried fitting the first ring around him. It couldn’t stretch around his fat mushroom head.

“Let me try this one,” she said as she tried the second ring.

This time the ring did make it around the fat tip of his cock but Sam winced at how tight it squeezed him.

“Is it too tight?” His mother asked in a concerned tone.

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The Matrons of Regal Bay

Chapter 14

Valerie’s Tales — Part 2

It had been nearly two weeks since she’d enjoyed a fantasy encounter with her son. Valerie understood the reasons well enough. Peter had gone through a series of mid-terms and his attention was where it should have been. His class-work was entirely more important than her sinful fulfillments, after all. Besides, her work-load had greatly increased over the last month with two of her floor nurses taking time off, and one of the Hospice RN’s now on maternity leave. Valerie had been asked to help pick up the load, and as a woman who seldom said no to a request when it involved helping others, she had ended up working seven straight days, ten or twelve hours each, with only a single day off to recover before starting a fresh seven.

So it was that even though she was quite tired after yet another long day, capping off her second seven in a row, Valerie felt herself revived by a jolt of excitement when she discovered an e-mail in her in-box tagged simply, “Instructions”. She guiltily looked up and glanced around the nurse’s station to insure that none of her colleagues were nearby before clicking on the line.

The instructions were as follows: “When you leave work, go to room 613, take a quick shower, dress in the surgical gown only, and get into the bed. Put on the blindfold you will find in the serving table. Once prepared, ring for the nurse.”

Valerie realized that this time she was to be taken in the hospital, and although it would not be the first time, it was the first time she was to present herself as a patient. Her excitement built quickly as her last hour slowed to a crawl, but even as she began to gather her things and pass on the floor instructions to her relief, Valerie was finding it difficult to think about anything else.

“You seem distracted, Val,” her friend Connie Holmes observed as she also began to gather up he own items. Both women had been on duty since six a.m. and were exhausted. Connie however was due back on duty in twelve hours, whereas Valerie was off for twenty-four.

“I guess so,” she replied with a hint of a smile. “I’ve got plans tonight, is all,” she added.

“I wish I had that kind of energy. This is only my third day and I’m so tired I’m going straight to bed when I get home. If Charlie want’s any dinner, he’ll have to make it himself.” Charlie was Connie’s husband. Valerie and Connie were very similar women in that they were both middle-aged mothers. Connie, unlike Valerie, was still happily married and enjoyed a warm relationship with her husband. She also enjoyed reminding the other nurses she worked with of this fact, many of whom were in a similar situation to Valerie. But Valerie didn’t grudge her co-worker at all. She was happy that Connie was happy. Of course, Connie was completely unaware that Valerie was enjoying a secretive, fantasy relationship with her own son.

“I’ll see you Friday morning,” Valerie waved as she headed for the elevator. She had to go up, instead of down to the lobby, from the third floor wards she worked. Room 613, where she had been instructed to go, was not in this wing, but in the North wing. Valerie stepped off of the elevator into the fifth floor reception area and tried not to look at the nurses seated in the centralized station. This was the children’s ward, and she seldom ventured up here. Valerie worked almost exclusively with older, geriatric patients, many well over the age of eighty, and in need of almost complete care. Her duties required her to pay special visits to the Majestic Hospice Center across the hospital campus to visit with the men and women she had cared for in the hospital. For Valerie it was at times very sad work, watching as people she had come to know and care for grew ever frailer as their particular conditions overwhelmed them. Years ago, she would pay her respects at their funerals, but she’d long stopped going. She realized that she had begun living in a state of perpetual grief. That had stopped when she had first opened a letter, slipped under the door to her apartment, and followed its instructions.

Now Valerie was once again following her instructions. She’d discovered just recently that it had been her youngest son, Peter, all along who had been fulfilling her need as a fantasy lover. She should have been appalled and put a stop to it at the time. Instead, she gave herself to Peter and his own desires, and in return she was herself fulfilled.

Not stopping as she passed through, Valerie stopped at the far end of the hallway and called for the elevator. Taking this elevator up one floor, Valerie stepped out onto a floor that was used mostly for overflow of other floors. There was rarely more than two of the rooms in use. The last time more than that had been used was when a mumps outbreak on the university campus laid up nearly a dozen students and faculty. Six-North, as the floor was often referred to around the hospital, had been nick-named “The Plague Zone” after that. So it was that the lights had been dimmed and the nurse’s station bursa escort shut down. None of the rooms would be in use, she recognized. Whatever her son had in mind for her, odds were that they would not be disturbed.

Her heart began to race as she walked along the dimly lit hallway to room 613. All of the doors were closed, and this one was not different. She pushed the door open and stepped into the room. The light was off so she found the switch and turned them on. The room was empty except for the usual furnishings. A large hospital bed was centered on the far wall. Three uncomfortable leather-bound chairs and a small table sat along the outer wall, beneath two large windows that faced East and the Majestic Mountain Range in the near distance. Deep shadows cast by the big hospital buildings stretched up the foothills as the late autumn sun settled in the West. Valerie found the gown, laid across the foot of the bed, ready for her. She checked the wheeled table used for bed-ridden patients and beneath the lid she found the pink eye mask. Valerie took it and laid it out with the gown.

She was excited, but frightened as well. There was no built-in safety here, as there was in her own apartment. That gave rise to a greater thrill, of course, which she assumed was her son’s plan to begin with. Leaving her work carry-all bag on one of the chairs, she turned to the small bathroom. Inside was a carbon copy of all of the other private baths in the hospital. A toilet, a sink, and a tub-shower combination. A small vanity mirror over the sink. A stack of towels at the end of the sink. A waste bin for trash, and another for used linens and towels. Very sterile in every way. She turned on the harsh light and slowly began to strip out of her work scrubs.

Valerie relaxed somewhat under the warm spray of the shower. She washed off the sweet and funk that had built up on her soft, curvy body during the day. She scrubbed her breasts, her thighs, her ass, and her crotch. She could only imagine what her son would do with her, to pleasure her, and wanted to be ready for him. When she had finished rinsing off the soap, she felt revived. She toweled off and then brazenly walked barefoot and naked into the room to retrieve the gown and mask.

Although the bed had a sheet and blanket, Valerie settled atop both. She realized just how quiet it was in the room, and on the entire floor. It was definitely frightening, and scenes from various slasher horror films flashed through her mind in that instant, making her heart race, even as she reached for the call button at the end of the long cord, hanging on the wall behind her head. She hesitated but a moment before pressing it, and she could plainly hear the chime in the hallway as the light above the door came on. She placed the mask over her eyes as she had been instructed, and then let out a deep breath that she’d been holding in.

It had only been a moment since she’d pressed the button, but in Valerie’s mind it seemed hours, when she heard the door swish open. She was no longer alone. When her son’s voice whispered into her ear, very near, she jumped.

“Just relax, and enjoy,” he told her. His hands stroked her hair, pulling it back from her face and caressing her cheeks with his finger tips. Her heart began to race then as her right arm was lifted and the gown removed, but only from that arm. She was still covered when her arm was replaced at her side. A band was wrapped around that arm, and suddenly both arms were being strapped down. A second person was in the room with her. She started to ask, but knew that she shouldn’t. Her heart raced even more as her breathing grew more rapid and shallow.

“Relax, Valerie,” her son’s voice again in her ear soothed her. She realized then that he hadn’t moved, and that it had been two other people strapping her arms down. His hands had never stopped stroking her hair. “Relax and enjoy.” He then kissed her lightly on her lips. And then someone else kissed her. A woman’s soft lips. So were the lips of the third person.

Valerie was both agitated and aroused. She’d never in her life been with another woman, and had never even felt the curiosity. She knew that men enjoyed seeing multiple women in the act of love-making, and her son would of course be no different, not with the imagination he was displaying to her. But he had never asked of her anything along this line. And to add to the thrill and fear was the knowledge that they were in the hospital where she worked, and that in all likelihood these two women, however old they were, worked there as well. “Who are they?” her mind screamed, even as she felt hands stroking down her thighs and calves.

Her feet were lifted slightly and then Valerie heard a solid thunk, which she also felt in her hips and back. She recognized then that the bed she was lying on was a maternity bed, and that the foot of it had just been dropped down. With hands holding each of her ankles, she knew immediately what was next. A few more clunks and clicks were heard, echoing in the room as well as in her mind, escort bursa and then her ankles were lifted and parted. When her feet were set into the stirrups and strapped in place, Valerie felt the overwhelming need to call of this fantasy. Yet she needed to go on, to discover what her son had in mind for her.

Valerie gasped when, a moment later, hands stroked down the insides of her thighs. They were rough hands, her son’s hands no doubt. “Such a beautiful pussy,” she heard him sigh, and a moment later, she felt his breath on her labia. He blew warm air across her folds and clit, exciting her and making her body tremble on the bed. And then his tongue flicked across her slit, ever so lightly, making her moan.

“Oooohhh, please!” she groaned, hoping to bring his mouth fully into contact with her cunt. She was so desperate that she tried to push her hips towards him. His hands took hold of her ass to steady he as he began to kiss lightly along her inner thighs, always going towards her aching pussy, but never crossing it or kissing it.

After just a few moments, the gown was lifted from her body and laid to her side. Her breasts and belly were now fully exposed to the women, forgotten up to that point as her pussy was teased. Fingers began to trace up and down her body then, ever so lightly, sending electrical jolts through her as they tickled and teased. Her nipples were circled and stroked, and each was flicked repeatedly until it was hard upon her mounds. All the while, Valerie was panting as her pussy again was blown on by her son.

Suddenly, his tongue pressed hard into her slot and slowly stroked upward. “Oooohhh! Aaaahhh!” she groaned as an orgasm hit her unexpectedly. Her entire body jolted as her pussy spasmed. She felt her cream gush out as never before to flood Peter’s mouth, which he had planted fully on her. His tongue thrust in and out of her hole, pulling her cream out and drinking it down. As she peaked, each of her nipples had been captured by mouths and were being chewed upon by the two women to either side of her. One had long enough hair to fall across her chest and side, and Valerie felt the tickle adding to her sexual excitement.

Suddenly, he pussy was naked and cooling as her son’s mouth withdrew. She trembled, knowing that this had only been an opening round. She was in store for much more. As each of her nipples were released in turn, Valerie found herself panting on the bed. Some whispered voices, nothing said that she could make out, and a scooting of furniture, filled her ringing ears as she awaited.

Softer hands, a woman’s hands, began to lightly stroke down her inner thighs, sending shivers through her body. She began to pant expectantly. Valerie had never been with another woman in her life, and now she was anticipating soft feminine lips upon her sex. When she felt the woman’s breath upon her heated clit, she just about screamed. Again, instead of diving right in, she was teased. Warm lips began to kiss her inner thighs, starting right at the junction of her leg and crotch, and working back up, towards her knee. About halfway up, the lips reversed track, yet even as Valerie felt the tickle of hair upon her crotch, the lips jumped across with little more than a breath, to begin a track up her other thigh.

“Oooohh, please! I can’t take this!” she moaned. She was visibly trembling as a giggle of pleasure sounded in the room.

“Take her,” she heard her son whisper a moment later, and then the lips which had been teasing her descended onto her pussy.

“Oooohh, yeessss!” she huffed as her pussy was kissed deeply by the unseen woman. She rolled her hips upward, pressing into the mouth, as the tongue slithered across her folds before thrusting into her honey hole. Valerie moaned again as the tongue pushed incredibly high into her, a good three or four inches she imagined. When it withdrew, she felt a rush of her cream follow, which her unknown lover began to lap up hungrily.

A moment later, the mouth pressed hard into her pussy and let out a deep, “Uuuunnngggg!”, which vibrated her clit. “Uuummmm, uuummmm, uuummmm,” the mouth hummed, and combined with the rhythmic pushing against her crotch, Valerie realized that the woman eating her out was now being fucked from behind, most likely by her son.

“Oh, god, that’s so good,” she moaned happily as she saw the scene in her mind. Her son, fucking the woman who was pleasuring her with her mouth, in a hospital room. A scene straight out of a porno-movie, she imagined, even though she had never watched porn in her life.

As Valerie enjoyed what was being done to her, she felt a presence near her head. Hands stroked her hair down once again, and then a soft woman’s voice whispered, “Relax. Don’t move while I get up here.” Valerie turned her attention momentarily from the delights taking place between her thighs and to the movement at her head. The bed sunk at her right shoulder, and then evened out a moment later. She felt flesh against her shoulders. She breathed in an unfamiliar aroma, very near her face.

Suddenly, bursa escort bayan her son’s voice filled her ears. “Open your mouth, Valerie,” he told her, and she hesitantly obeyed. “Now stick your tongue out, as far as you can.” Again she obeyed. She felt a tickle on the tip, and then something warmer. She immediately knew what was happening.

“Oooohhh,” she moaned as the pussy of the second woman, now straddling her head, lowered to her mouth. “Uuuunnngggg!” she moaned as she kissed another woman in the most intimate fashion for the first time in her life, even as she was being kissed. There were no hairs around the woman’s crotch, and Valerie could feel the slight stubble of a recent shaving. Valerie began to lick at the folds pressed into her mouth, and tasted the tanginess of this woman’s juices. The hips rolled slightly, forcing the pussy to open more against her mouth, and she pushed her tongue up into the vaginal chute, just as the tongue between her own thighs was doing. Valerie began to mirror that which was happening between her own thighs, stroke for stroke and lick for lick.

“Uuummmm, that’s it, Valerie. Lick my pussy,” the voice above her demanded. Part of her mind tried to place the voice with a face, but she was unable to concentrate, not with a tasty pussy pressing down into her mouth and her own pussy on the brink of a tongue-lashing orgasm. Hands took hold of her breasts and fingers dug into the flesh, kneading them in time with the banging of the mouth against her cunt, and the gyrations of the pussy against her mouth.

“Uuummmm, uuummmm!” was all that Valerie could mutter, completely smothered by the thighs and crotch of the woman above her. Her nose was pressed hard against the woman’s anus and she could smell her deep scent, yet it wasn’t at all unpleasant. She wanted the hips to raise, just enough to flick her tongue up and across her anus. She wanted to bath her entire crotch with her saliva, to taste her entire essence. Instead, the pussy was ground down harder against her mouth, and she responded by rapidly thrusting her tongue up into the dripping hole. Again and again she thrust until she began to feel the thighs quivering against her cheeks.

“Oooohh, yes! Make me cum! Make me cum, Valerie! Aaaahhh!” The pussy pressed slightly harder to her mouth, and then Valerie was treated to a warm gush of even tangier cream. Fingers dug into her nipples harshly, pulling and twisting as she climaxed on Valerie’s inexperienced tongue. Valerie lapped hungrily at the juices, tasting them as they washed across her tongue and drinking them down, even as her own pussy began to quiver against the mouth planted there.

“Uuuunnngggg!” was all she could get out as her own orgasm began to wash through her. She thrust her hips upward, hard against the face at her crotch, as her juices released and the tongue between her folds lapped them up. All the while, Valerie could hear the steady rhythm of thighs slapping thighs, as Peter continued to fuck the woman between her legs.

Valerie continued to lap away at the wet slot pressed against her mouth, although at a more leisurely pace. The mask had slipped just enough that she could see with her right eye a dark-skinned buttock. She imagined that the woman who was sitting on her face, whose cunt she had been lapping away at for more than fifteen minutes, was a black woman, possibly of middle-age as herself. Ideas of just who it was raced through her mind even as she hoped to be introduced to her mysterious lovers at the end. After all, shouldn’t she become more acquainted with the owner of the first pussy she’d ever tasted, and brought to orgasm?

Even as these thoughts ran through her mind, she could feel the face pressed into her crotch banging harder and faster. The grunting of that woman grew steadily until she was no longer licking at her at all. Instead, she had her cheek pressed against Valerie’s heated pussy as Peter, so Valerie imagined, pounded the woman through a mutual climax, given the grunting she could hear her son doing.

“Aaaahhh, fuuuuuuck!” Peter grunted as his semen flooded into the woman’s vagina. It was a growl Valerie had heard numerous times, and surprisingly, she felt a tinge of jealously flutter her heart, knowing that another woman was receiving her son’s semen. The woman above her rolled to the side and Valerie made out more of her flesh, noting that she was indeed a dark-skinned woman. A flick of curly black hair, quite long in fact, was all she caught as the mask was pushed back into place. Valerie moaned with disappointment, compounded by the face between her legs lifting away. Cool air washed across her naked, damp flesh and sent a shiver through her spine. Although she hoped it wasn’t over yet, she also wanted it to be, so that she could thank her son, and his friends, properly.

Instead, Valerie heard the shuffling of feet, the rustle of fabric, and even the soft mutterings of whispered voices. Suddenly, lips pressed to hers, and she kissed them back. They were a woman’s. They pulled away, to be replaced by a second set. She kissed them back, tasting a tanginess that suggested that these were the lips that had been latched to her pussy just moments ago. When they left her, she expected her son’s to replace them. However, it was his voice in her ear that came next.

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It was the first day of Freshmen Seminar and Greg did not want to go to this stupid class. He hated the thought of sitting through this class for three hours on a late Friday afternoon. All he wanted to do was go have a beer with his buddies and play some pool. Instead he had to sit here and take this pointless class. His only hope was that there would be some good looking girls in the class to stare at while he was forced to be there.

As he pulled into the parking lot of the college Greg saw this beautiful woman walking towards the building where he was going. Wow did she have some breasts and an ass. His only hope was that she was in his class. After a few minutes on wandering through the building Greg finally found his class. There were five people there already and they had taken all of the seats in the back row. He chose a seat on the left side of the room on the aisle in hopes that he would be able to see the entire room. The closer it got to four o’clock the more people came in the room. All appeared to have the same attitude that he did of not wanting to be there. Still no one had sat next to him.

At four o’clock Greg heard someone say hello to the people in the back of the room and the door close. He turned and looked to see who it was and saw that it was her; the woman from the parking lot. He had hoped that she would sit next to him, but when she went to the front of the room and introduced herself to the class he got a little chill.

Maybe this class would not be so bad after all. She was telling the class about herself, but her words just echoed through his head. He was not hearing what she said, but rather staring at her and taking in her body. She was a voluptuous woman, but very pretty. All he could look at were her ass and breasts; they were amazing.

All of a sudden Greg realized the teacher was staring at him. He faintly heard something and the girl in front of him tapped his desk and said “hello, introduce your self to the class.” Greg realized that he was spacing out and blushed as he introduced himself. As he did, he realized that the professor was staring at him. He caught her eyes and they locked. She had the most beautiful brown eyes. As the next student introduced himself Greg realized that the professor was still looking at him. Wow. This was going to be a long semester, but he decided he was not going to mind.

Once the introductions were finished the professor started to pass out her syllabus. She came to each row and gave the person on the end enough packers for the people his/her row. As she stood next to Greg he could see her panty line. He could tell that she was wearing boy shorts and it gave him a bit of arousal. How he yearned to see her ass in those boy shorts. He imagined her leaning in front of him with her ass in his face so he could get a full view.

Greg was so engrossed in his daydream that he did not realize that someone had taken the seat next to him. It was only when she touched his arm that he came out of his daydream with a startle and saw her. She introduced herself to Greg as Jen and asked what she had missed thus far. It was only then that he realized that he had no clue what had happened during the previous twenty minutes. He blushed as he turned to her and said “I’m sorry, I have no idea; I was a bit distracted.” As he did so he turned his head and caught the eyes of the professor who gave him a quick smile. Jen, witnessing all of this, smiled and said “ah yes, she is distracting, isn’t she?” Without thinking, Greg replied “yeah.” After which he had the realization that not only was he staring at the professor, but she was staring at him too.

After the course expectations and assignments were explained the professor had everyone choose a partner for the semester project. Immediately after hearing that they could choose their own partners Jen asked Greg to be her partner. He agreed and for the next forty-five minutes he could not help but look into her eyes as they decided how to split the work.

Once group work time was over the professor spent the last hour of class lecturing. During the lecture Greg could feel the professor’s gaze on him. As she wrote on the board he watched her ass move and as she faced the class he watched her breasts as they moved slightly as she inhaled and exhaled. He was daydreaming again; daydreaming of bending the teacher over the front table and sucking her nipples while he ran his hands all over her ass. He wanted to see and feel those boy shorts. bursa escort He wanted to take them off of her and go ravage her right there in the front of the room.

Greg was hardly paying attention to the lecture, but suddenly he was out of his daydream as he felt a hand rubbing his knee and inner thigh. He looked and Jen was giving him “the look” of a girl who knew what she wanted. He could feel himself growing hard as her hand reached his crotch area. As she rubbed his hard on Jen whispered “someone’s happy I’m here” and smiled. Just then the professor caught Greg’s eyes and asked if there was a problem. Greg turned beet red and replied “no” as he moved Jen’s hand. For the rest of the class Greg sat and held Jen’s hand under the table. He was aroused and decided that he would definitely be looking forward to this class for the rest of the semester.

At the end of class most of the students, Greg included, quickly packed up their belongings and were out the door. Once in the hallways Greg decided to wait for Jen, but she was up front talking to the teacher. Oh what a beautiful sight. The two of them were talking and laughing. All Greg could do was stare at their breasts and imagine himself pinching them. As he observed them he caught the professor’s eyes and quickly moved as he noticed that he had Jen’s eyes as well. They were both looking at him and smiling as they talked to each other. They were taunting him and they both knew it. Greg decided that that was it; these two women were going to be the end of him.

Eventually Jen had gathered her belongings and met Greg in the hallway. As they made their way to the parking lot they talked and exchange cell phone numbers. Greg asked Jen if she would like to get a drink. Unfortunately for Greg Jen had plans, but asked if she could have a rain check for another day. Greg obliged, but as he drove home all he could think about was how horny the professor and Jen had made him. He had a yearning; one that he did not foresee going away for a long time.

After a long, ice cold shower Greg met up with his friends for a beer and dinner at the local pub. Throughout the evening Greg’s friends drank, played pool and talked about women as normal. However Greg was distracted. He couldn’t get Jen and the professor out of his mind. All he could think about was how much he wanted them. Greg’s friends noticed his distraction, but much to their dismay Greg would not elaborate on what was holding his attention. They knew it was a woman, but they wanted details.

Across the bar Greg swore he heard Jen’s voice, but he kept telling himself that he was just imagining it. However on his next trip to the bar he saw her. She was sitting in a booth having an intimate conversation with someone; he just couldn’t see who. Greg could not help but stare as he saw Jen, seeing her aroused feelings in him he had not felt in a long time. As he waited for the drinks at the bar he tried his best to see who Jen was with, but it was no use; the back of the booth and the people standing around made it impossible.

The rest of the evening was a blur for Greg. All he wanted was to be with Jen. He kept thinking about taking her breasts in his mouth and sucking her nipples as his hands made his way to her ass. He wanted her; he needed her. All he could think of was being naked with her and slide slowly in and out of her as she begged him for more.

As he drove home, Greg tried to convince himself that this was ridiculous. He had just met this girl, yet his thoughts were consumed with images of him screwing her senseless. When he arrived home Greg got undressed, crawled into bed and had hopes of watching the end of the game. But he was too aroused, so instead of the game he flipped channels until he found some porn.

A few minutes into the movie Greg’s cell phone rang. He was going to ignore the call, but something told him to look at the phone, so he picked it up off of the nightstand and saw that it was Jen. Seeing her name sent a thrill throughout his body. He was instantly hard as soon as he answered the phone and heard her voice.

After the obligatory greetings, Jen asked about Greg’s evening and if he had enjoyed himself at the bar. Greg was startled for a second and did not quite have the ability to answer. She had seen him at the bar. She had been watching him. Damn he was aroused. He wanted her more than ever now and gently began rubbing himself as he talked with her.

Jen proceeded to tell bursa escort bayan Greg that she had been thinking of him all night, and that seeing him in the bar drover her crazy. She heard his tv in the background and jokingly asked if he was watching porn. Greg laughed and told her that indeed he was. She laughed and said she recognized the music. The drove Greg even crazier; so much that he began rubbing himself even more. After a brief pause in conversation Greg heard a slight buzzing sound in the background on Jen’s end. He asked Jen what the noise was that he heard. She giggled and then replied “what do you think it is? A girl has to use what she has to use when she needs an orgasm.” This made Greg let out a loud moan as he began to rub himself harder.

Jen asked if Greg was rubbing himself and he told her that he indeed was. Greg told Jen of the impact she had had on him and how much he wanted her breasts and ass. He could hear Jen moaning and using her toy on the other end of the phone. She told him she was imagining him in her and that all evening long she was longing for his member to be in her. Hearing this caused Greg to orgasm and come all over himself. Hearing Greg’s orgasm caused Jen to moan louder and have an orgasm of her own. Greg was instantly hard again and started to tell Jen how much he wanted her. This continued for about an hour when Jen finally told Greg that she was tired and needed to get to sleep. They agreed that they had a yearning for each other and made plans to meet the next evening for dinner.

Greg was beside himself. Had he just done this? Did he really just get off on the phone with this girl he had just met? This girl was amazing. If she got him off twice on the phone he couldn’t wait to see what would happen once they were together in person!

That night Greg slept the best he had slept in a long time. He had the most vivid dreams of both Jen and the professor. He slept in late on Saturday morning. When he finally awoke he was so hard he had to take care of himself. Oh how he wanted those two women. He had never before met anyone who made him like this; let alone two women at the same time.

All day Greg tried to do things around the house before his date with Jen. He tried mowing the lawn, working on homework, and cleaning. No matter how hard he tried to change them, his thoughts kept going back to his desire to bend Jen over doggie style and fuck her senseless. He wanted her so badly that he was hard all day.

At six o’clock Greg left his house ready for his date with Jen. Although the directions said it would take him 40 minutes to get to her house, it only took him 25. Yes, he was definitely in a hurry. When he arrived at the house Greg got out of his truck and went to the front door. He rang the bell, but no one answered. He rang again, but this time Jen answered the door in a bathrobe. Since he was early she was not quite ready. She invited him in and told him to make himself comfortable in the living room.

As Greg sat on the couch Jen brought him a drink and sat beside him. Instead of getting ready, Jen was sitting beside him in her robe, rubbing her foot up and down his leg. After a few minutes of chatter Jen kissed Greg and guided his hands to her curvaceous breasts. As she laid back on the couch, Greg began rubbing her nipples with one hand as he untied her robe with the other. Upon opening her robe he discovered she was wearing only a pair of black lace panties. Oh, how he wanted her.

Greg cupped Jen’s breasts as they kissed and eventually he moved down and started sucking her nipples. As he sucked them his hands started to explore her body. He teased he by gently tickling her stomach and inner thigh; making circles as she squirmed. Eventually Jen took Greg’s hand and guided it to her crotch. Greg could feel her wetness through the panties and began to suck her nipples even harder. As he did so he began to rub Jen’s pussy outside of her panties, thus causing her to grow wetter.

Eventually Jen had had enough and guided Greg’s hand inside her panties. As he started to rub her clit and finger fuck her Jen got wetter and wetter. After two orgasms, which she fought back, Greg pulled her panties off, slid between her legs and started to suck her pussy. The more Greg ran his tongue along her clit the more Jen moaned and wider she spread her legs. Greg began sucking on her clit and Jen had yet another orgasm. As she had this one she wrapped her legs around Greg escort bursa and held his face closer to her pussy. She begged him to suck harder. After the third orgasm this way Jen laid back, pulled Greg by his hair and begged him to fuck her.

Greg kissed his way up to Jen’s breasts and began to suck her nipples as he gave Jen a quick finger fuck to get her wet again. Jen moaned in delight and continued begging him to fuck her. As Greg guided his cock into Jen’s wet pussy she spread hers legs wide and wrapped them around her. She was so tight on his cock that at first it took him a moment to get used to it. He loved how she felt and as he began to slide in and out of her he buried his face in her breasts. Jen was moving with Greg and his thrusts began to go deeper within her. Gradually he sped up his thrusts. The harder Greg would thrust, the harder Jen dug her nails into his back. God it hurt yet felt so good at the same time. Greg could feel Jen get tense as she climaxed and her pussy clenched his throbbing cock tighter. So much that the tighter sensation and the feel of her wetness dripping on his balls made him fill her pussy with creamy whiteness. As he came, Greg looked Jen in the eyes and let out a groan.

No sooner was Greg pulling out of Jen that he could feel her rubbing his cock and balls as she kissed him. Greg was able to mumble “not yet,” but Jen’s only reply was “I want to your dick so bad” as she rolled him onto his back. Now on top Jen continued kissing Greg and rubbing his cock as she helped him guide her one of the bullet vibrators into her. As Jen slid down Greg’s body she turned on the vibe, handed him the controller and took his cock in her mouth.

The feel of Jen’s mouth around his cock got Greg all riled up again. He could feel himself growing hard again as she rubbed his balls and began sliding his dick in and out of her mouth. Jen began to suck harder as Greg grew harder. Greg loved this and continued to turn up the level of the vibe in Jen until it was at its highest setting. Greg could hear her whimpering as she sucked and with his hands could feel her wetness dripping out of her. Once he was fully hard Jen stopped sucking, told Greg that she was ready and took the vibe out of her pussy.

Greg had wanted to fuck Jen doggie style, but Jen was insistent on riding him. She had never done it before, and was determined to ride his cock. As she straddled him Greg helped to guide his cock into her dripping wet hole. Jen moaned in delight as she felt herself sliding down onto his cock. Once she was on him, Greg showed Jen how to move her hips and slide up and down his cock. At first she was nervous, but once she got into it Jen was moaning in delight. Greg held Jen by the tits as she rode him senseless. He loved the feeling of her being in control and the fact that he could watch her face as she reached orgasm.

The feel of Jen’s juices hitting Greg’s balls drove him wild. So wild that after a few minutes of him riding her he came. As he shot up into her Greg could feel Jen clench his dick even harder and grind it into her pussy. He moaned in delight as he pulled her off of him and began kissing her.

After an hour or so of more foreplay Greg was ready for round three. Jen laid back and spread her legs, but Greg informed her that he had other plans. He rolled her over and had her get on all fours. He wanted her from behind. Jen was nervous, but obliged. As Greg entered her from behind she realized just how much deeper her penetrated her tight pussy. It felt wonderful and she moaned even louder than earlier. While Jen’s moans grew louder, Greg slowed down his thrusts. He loved the feel of his balls slapping against her ass. Carefully he pulled out the beginner’s anal plug and put it in Jen’s ass with one hand. Jen’s moan got louder than ever and Greg began to pump her even harder. The harder he pumped, the louder the she moaned, the more Greg enjoyed it. Greg came yet again inside her and Jen began to orgasm yet again. Once Jen began to orgasm Greg grabbed hold of her breasts and began to tug on her nipples. This sent Jen into even more of a frenzy.

Greg pulled out of Jen’s pussy and immediately began to lick the sweet juices coming out of it. He ran his tongue up and down her clit and he began moving the plug in her ass in and out. Jen was loving this and begged Greg not to stop. After several more orgasms Greg collapsed on the bed next to Jen and removed the plug from her ass. She confessed to him that she loved it, and that she had a secret desire to try anal sex.

Greg wanted to fulfill Jen’s desire to try anal sex, but he was too tired. He needed a rest. While they continued to kiss and fondle each other he ensured Jen that they would fulfill her fantasy soon enough.

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The taxi pulled up to the white-faced hotel. Tabby looked out with a look of excitement on her face. This was going to be the best five days of her life. A holiday in Florida with her Dad, well not really with her Dad, he was here for a conference. Tabby had been offered the chance of coming along to sun herself on the beaches as a treat.

Soon they were standing in the hotel suite with their cases. It was beautiful, all Martha Stewart. A large king sized bed was in the bedroom and a frilly covered single bed was against the wall in the lounge. Cliff carried their cases through to the bedroom.

“Well, this looks great,” he said. “You should be comfortable here while I’m at the conference.”

“Dad, I intend getting as much sun as possible. Hopefully I won’t be spending much time in here,” the 18 year old said. “But you are right, it’s really nice.”

“Now honey, I have to go to the conference dinner in an hour or so, will you be ok here by yourself tonight?”

Sure, but you will be back later won’t you?” Tabby asked.

“Oh yeah, but it might be late, you know how these things go,” he laughed.

There was just enough time for a shower and a change of clothes for Cliff before he left. He gave Tabby a peck on the cheek before leaving by taxi.

The conference was being held at another hotel complex a few blocks away. Cliff had taken the taxi, as he was a little unsure of the way. It was the usual kind of function. The delegates milled around talking, drinking complementary glasses of wine and eating from trays of nibble food being guided around the floor by a swarm of young waitresses.

After his first glass of wine Cliff noticed a slim young waitress with long blond hair tied back with a frilly white lace hair band. Her long legs in the black stockings, below the standard black miniskirt impressed him greatly. Soon he found he couldn’t take his eyes off her lithe form. Her breasts seemed to heave against the flimsy white blouse. When she moved into certain light the blouse became almost transparent, revealing the lace camisole she wore beneath.

Cliff moved from group to group chatting with colleagues from all over the country. Some he hadn’t seen for a long time, but his concentration was taken with the young blond. She glanced in his direction just as his roving eyes had once more scanned her lovely shape. She gave a nervous smile in return and scuttled a way with her empty tray.

Once more Cliff excused himself from a boring colleague to follow the object of his desire. This time she had completely disappeared through one of the doors leading to the kitchen. He cursed under his breath. Nearby was the main drinks table. It’s rows of glasses being served by two men.

“I’ll have one of those,” Cliff said approaching the table.

“Certainly sir,” the waiter said, tipping the wine bottle to pour the clear liquid into the glass.

“Thank you,” Cliff said. “Um, by the way, would you know the name of one of the waitresses?”

“Sir?” the waiter asked puzzled.

“The tall blond girl,” he tried to think of a better description. “I think I know her from somewhere but I just can’t put a name to her.”

“Tall blond? We have a few waitresses that fit that description,” he said.

“Oh, sorry, I’ll have to wait till I see her again and ask.” Cliff smiled and turned a way from the table.

As he stood sipping on his wine, looking through the crowd for someone he recognised, the girl reappeared carrying a tray of delicately cut sandwiches. Again he watched her expertly weave through the crowd, stopping every now and then to have a sandwich picked from the silver tray.

He watched as she moved between the groups. His first reaction was to turn back to the bar and ask the man who had just served him, but he was busy now with another customer. The young girl glanced at Cliff; her face seemed to blush slightly as his eyes scanned her again.

That was not the only reaction, Cliff could feel a stirring in his pants. A feeling of lust passed through his veins. He didn’t stop it, nor did he move his eyes from the beautiful tall figure.

She walked around, her beautiful butt swaying in the short black dress; her long legs with the shiny black heels, making his cock grow harder. Gradually he worked himself closer to the young girl. She had noticed him and flashed him a shy smile as she slipped away into the crowd again.

Cliff lost sight of her for a moment. Then he spotted her. The tray was gone and she was standing near the large glass entrance doors, her hands crossed delicately in her lap. He moved toward her. Finally he was standing directly beside her. They exchanged a glance and smile. Just as he was about to make his move a bell tinkled and a silence fell on the crowd.

Near the front of the large room someone was about to make a speech. Everyone stood in respectful silence as a microphone buzzed into life. Then the speech began.
Cliff was totally distracted by now. He kept glancing at the waitress.

“What is bursa escort your name?” he whispered across the small gap dividing them.

She looked nervously at him. “Karen,” was her reply.

“You have worked hard tonight Karen,” Cliff continued in a quiet whisper.

“Thank you,” came the crisp reply.

“My name is Cliff by the way,” he said. There was a long pause. “I think you are beautiful.”

Karen blushed, uncertain how to take this complement.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” Cliff added.

“No, no, thank you,” Karen answered.

“Um…how can I say this…you make me feel so hot,” he said. “I am really turned on by you.”

The blonde didn’t know what to say. She stood staring straight ahead, but her feet shuffled nervously. A smile spread on her face.

“Come with me,” she instructed. Cliff didn’t have time to respond as she slipped through the main entrance doors into the lobby. Already Karen was at the main entrance to the conference centre. He quickened his step to follow her. She held the front door open.

At the bottom of the steps she waited again for the older man to catch up. Then she darted into the darkening evening along a path that led across the front of the large building. Cliff followed as her heels clattered on the concrete. They rounded a corner into an alley between the plant room of the conference centre and a chest-high raised garden.

Cliff caught up with the fleeing waitress as the path disappeared into the darkness. He reached out and grabbed her thin arm, stopping her in her tracks. He pulled her in towards him.

“God you are so beautiful,” he said pressing his lips on hers. She struggled a little, trying to pull free. Then as he released her from the kiss she giggled. “Turn around,” he ordered.

She turned so her back was facing him. Cliff still restrained her arms, pushing her against the wall of the raised garden. His other hand started to burrow under the sort skirt.

“No, no, not here. There’s some chalets around the back…I have a key,” Karen said.

“Shut up my little slut,” Cliff hissed. “I want you now.” He had the waist of her black panties and pantyhose in his hand. “I want your little pussy so bend forward, cause I’m going to fuck you right here.”

Karen let out a little yelp as her panties and pantyhose were pulled down her legs to mid-thigh. Her pussy was so wet with desire that she bent her body as he had commanded, sticking her butt in the air, bracing herself against the garden wall. She could hear his zipper go down.

“Jesus, you are so wet,” Cliff commented as he touched her pussy for the first time, feeling her wetness with his finger. “I hope you have a nice tight cunt.”

His cock slapped her inner thigh as he moved between her legs. The hand that had been holding her arm now had hold of the blonde ponytail in the white lace hair band. She moaned as the head of his cock found its target. She parted her legs a little more as he pushed in.

“Oh,” she moaned. “Oh, yes.”

“That’s it my little slut, you cry out for it,” Cliff whispered as he slowly eased the rest of his cock into her. “God you are a tight little pussy.”

As his cock started to work itself in and out of her pussy Cliff reached up and pulled the shirt from her skirt. Using one hand to steady herself Karen used her other hand to unbutton the white blouse. Cliff reached up under the white lace camisole to her lace bra. Hooking his fingers in each cup he pulled the bra away from her firm little breasts.

“Fuck you have small tits,” he said as he pushed deeper and deeper into her.

“Oh, God, oh,” Karen didn’t really hear him as she orgasmed for the first time. “Yes, fuck me, fuck me.”

Cliff’s hand cupped one breast then the other, pulling on her small hard nipples. This made Karen moan even more. Her pussy was so wet now that Cliff was sliding back and forth into her with ease. He pulled down on her breasts as he started hitting her butt with more fury, his balls slapping against the white mounds of her butt.

“I really wanted your cunt,” he hissed as he mauled her breasts more. “I wanted to feel my cock in you, fucking you, making you cum.”

His talk aroused Karen more. Her clit was now on fire. She was pushing herself back, away from the garden wall, against Cliff’s attack. He was impaling her, deep inside her wet, moist hole. In and out it pumped her.

“Oh, fuck me, fuck my pussy,” she moaned. “Oh, yes.”

She was coming again. Her pussy tightened on Cliff’s throbbing rod. He pushed in deep again, feeling his load swell inside. Then he let go. Spurt after spurt of hot jism filled her. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. He pushed his cock in as hard as he could. Her back arched and she moaned loudly as he emptied his balls.

“God yes, yes,” Cliff hissed. “Take my cum, take it all you little bitch.”

Karen just moaned as her pussy was filled. He seemed to hold it there forever, spurt after spurt washing her insides. Then he seemed to bursa escort bayan relax, almost collapsing both of them onto the wall.

“Oh, that was good,” Cliff said as he let her hair go. His breathing was coming in short heavy bursts. He didn’t release his cock though; it remained within the warmth of her pussy, his weight continuing to hold her in a semi-bent position. “Did you enjoy being my slut?”

“Yes,” Karen answered through her own heavy breaths.

“Good,” Cliff said. His hand reached down for her panties and pantyhose. With one similar tug he pulled them up, releasing his cock as he did. Cum dribbled from her pussy into the lace and nylon, staining it and making her feel uncomfortable. “Leave these on, just as they are. I might want to fuck you again later. Understand?”

Somehow it made Karen feel sexy and a wave of lust went through her despite the uncomfortable dribble oozing down her leg inside her pantyhose. “Yes,” was her simple answer.

Cliff zipped up his pants as she buttoned the blouse up. It was much darker now as they returned down the path to the conference. By the time they re-entered the building their flushed faces had returned to normal.

“Thanks,” Karen smiled as she peeled away from Cliff in the lobby. She would have to perfume herself to disguise the smell of cum coming from her panties.

Back at the hotel Tabby had changed into a short summer dress to go to dinner. It felt funny sitting in the big dinning room alone being waited on at the age of 18. This was her first experience of the big wide world and she was lapping it up.

The meal was wonderful. She enjoyed it. She also enjoyed the glass of wine that she ordered to go with it. At the moment she wasn’t brave enough to order a whole bottle, but the glass had been enough.

There were a number of small two-person tables in the dinning room that followed the curve of the large glass frontage that looked out onto the park-like grounds behind the hotel. At a table two from where Tabby had been sitting enjoying her meal sat a young blond lady. She was in her late 20’s or early 30’s and obviously use to dinning alone.

The two lone females finished their meal together and found themselves exiting the dinning room together. Through the meal Tabby had noticed the older woman glance her way with a smile.

“Hello, my name is Jane. Are you a conference widow as well?” The blonde woman asked Tabby as they left the room together.

“Hi, I’m Tabby,” Tabby smiled back. “Well sort of. I’m actually here with my Dad and he’s at the conference.”

“Oh, a little treat for the loving daughter,” Jane laughed. “So you get to do the shops while he attends the boring old sessions.”

“I guess that’s the deal,” Tabby laughed back. “But I want to see more of the beaches than the shops myself.”

“After all that young bronzed male talent eh?” Jane carried on.

“I’d be so lucky. If I get a tan I will be happy enough.” Tabby was enjoying talking to this lady; she seemed to understand the teenager.

“You are a beautiful young girl,” Jane said as they reached the lifts. “You won’t have any trouble with the studs around here.”

The lift doors opened and the two women stepped inside.

“Thank you,” Tabby replied. “But like I say I really just want to relax and enjoy the sun.”

“And what if you meet a sexy body on the beach? Will you turn him away?” Jane continued the line of questioning. “You are lucky being as young as you are and having a body like that. I wish I were so lucky. What floor are you going to?”

“Oh, second floor thanks,” Tabby replied. “You are pretty good looking. I’m sure you will get your share of the action. Oh, sorry, I forgot you are married…I shouldn’t have…” Tabby blushed at her blunder.

“That’s ok honey,” Jane smiled. “If I get the urge I usually get what I want. I don’t let a little thing like marriage get in the way. Do you want to come up to our suite for a drink? The men will be late tonight.”

“Ok, that would be cool,” Tabby agreed as the door opened on her floor.

Jane reached out and pressed the door-close button. Soon they were stepping out on the sixth floor. She led the way along the passage to suite 609. Inside it was the picture of luxury. Tabby had been impressed with their downstairs room, but this was more than one step up on that.

“What would you like to drink?” Jane asked after showing Tabby the large comfortable couch to sit on.

“I don’t mind. A wine would be fine,” Tabby replied.

“Make yourself at home. I will just get our drinks,” Jane said.

Soon the blond returned with two wineglasses of sparkling white wine. Tabby thanked Jane as she took one of the glasses. The fizzy wine went up her nose as she sipped. Tabby held back a sneeze before she swallowed. It was nice and sweet to taste.

“This is a wonderful suite,” Tabby commented. “Ours is not nearly this size.”

“We can’t really afford this,” Jane confided. “Tony’s boss insists on us having the best escort bursa when we go to these events. It’s great isn’t it.” She screwed up her nose in a cute teasing smile. “There’s a television in here and in the bedroom. Would you like to see it?”

“Yeah, I would,” Tabby replied, putting her glass carefully on the coffee table.

The two women walked through the bedroom. The bed was huge with a large four-poster bed with lace curtaining draped tastefully over it. A large drink cabinet hung from the wall with an array of glasses and drinks to chose from. The half-drunk bottle of wine was open on the cabinet. Facing the bed was another cabinet containing a large wide-screen television. Small padded chairs and a proper large dressing table completed the furniture.

“Wow, this is something else,” Tabby stood in awe.

“Good isn’t it,” Jane had moved close to Tabby’s shoulder. “It’s so nice and sexy.”

Jane placed a hand on Tabby’s shoulder. Tabby was still staring at the amazing décor, the pretty little lace doilies and the range of perfume and make-up on the dresser. A bouquet of flowers decorated a small table between the dresser and the bed.

“The bed is so comfortable,” Jane continued. Her hand was now brushing the hair away from Tabby’s ear and her voice had become a sultry whisper. “It feels like heaven…you just sink into it like a lover.” The blond lent a little forward and kissed Tabby on the bare shoulder.

This action startled the brunette. She twitched as Jane kissed her neck now. The blond’s touch was so soft and silky. Tabby felt a twang of desire deep within her body.

“What are…” Tabby’s voice trailed off as Jane brought her lips to Tabby’s. The two women kissed. Whatever Tabby had been going to say was lost in the kiss. It was the most sensual the young girl had ever experienced.

Jane moved her other hand around the young brunette’s body, holding her tight as the kiss lingered. Tabby found her body responding as her own arms circled around the older blonde’s waist. Jane slowly moved a hand up, toward Tabby’s breast. The kiss broke just as Jane cupped the small firm breast through the cotton of her dress. Tabby let out a gentle moan.

“I knew you were a beautiful young girl, but I didn’t realise you were so sexy as well,” Jane whispered, feeling the firm breast. Again Tabby moaned. “I want you Tabby, I want to make love with you.”

Slowly the blonde guided them toward the large bed, kissing as they moved. She kicked off her heels as they collapsed together on the soft luxurious bed. Jane found the zipper to Tabby’s dress and slipped it down with ease.

“Oh, oh,” moaned Tabby as Jane slipped the shoulder straps down her thin arms. Tabby’s breasts were revealed in a lilac lace bra. Jane kissed the bare skin of her breasts, first one then the other, nice lingering kisses.

Jane sat up and started to undo the buttons of her own blouse. Tabby laid back on the bed and watched. She had fantasised about another woman before, now she couldn’t believe it was really happening. Jane flicked the blouse off, revealing a white lace bra beneath. Expertly the older woman wriggled out of the tight fitting skirt she had been wearing, leaving only the matching white lace panties that she wore.

It was Tabby’s turn. She tugged the dress right off, bringing her lilac panties into view. Jane tossed the dress off the bed, leaning forward to kiss Tabby again on the cheek, her hand finding Tabby’s breast in its lace covering. Tabby moaned as her nipple was tweaked gently under the lace.

The bra went limp as Jane found the clasp. The cups slipped below her breasts as Jane continued to play with Tabby’s nipples. Tabby could feel the crotch of her panties getting damp as Jane touched her.

Tabby reached for Jane’s breasts as well, touching the larger but just as firm mounds. The nipples were like hard rocks as she pulled the white lace bra off. Both women were groaning at each other as their hands wandered around each other’s bodies.

It was Tabby who first moved to Jane’s crotch. Her hand was touching the curve of her crotch through the white lace. Like the brunette Jane was damp. Tabby ran her finger along the length of her crotch, making the blond let out a long low moan.

Jane moved her body so that she was over the top of Tabby, her breasts dangling from her body. Jane’s crotch was now directly above Tabby’s face as Jane kissed Tabby’s belly. Tabby reached up and slid the white lace panties down Jane’s thighs, exposing the well-trimmed pussy.

Tabby moaned first though as Jane licked across her clit, holding the crotch of the lilac panties to one side. Instinctively Tabby opened her legs. The older woman moved her hand into position. Tabby felt the finger probing past her pussy lips, into her body. A shudder of excitement went through her body.

As Jane began to finger Tabby, Tabby placed a hand on Jane’s bare crotch. She pressed her thumb against the blonde’s clit and a finger at her wet, hot entrance. Both women were now writhing in pleasure as they fingered and licked at each other’s hot pussy’s. They moaned softly as the tempo increased. Tabby could feel her orgasm building within her small frame. Then it hit, her back arched and she let out a loud moan.

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It was a beautiful Friday morning when Jessica Alba pulled into the parking lot of Parkhurst Junior High School in California. She had been scheduled by her agent to speak to the schools ninth grade class about possible jobs for them in Hollywoods entertainment industry she parked her red sports car in the visitors lot. She got out of the car and a group of young men whistled appreciatively at her. She smiled looking herself over. She thought she looked very good in the clothes she had chosen.

She was wearing a pair of black flat dress shoes , silky black thigh high nylon stockings , a short silky black skirt , a silky sheer white sleeveless collarless blouse her dark torso showing hazily through the material of the blouse. The young men out in the parking lot watched her with desire in their eyes. She entered the school and stopped at the office to check in and see where she was to speak to the students.

The principal met with her and explained that she would be speaking to groups of fifty students in the schools study hall that held sixty people at a time. She would be alone with the students since no teachers could be spared and the principal and his staff were going to a district meeting. He led her to the hall and she saw it was set up with a stand Tire Escort to speak from at the front of the hall.

He left her there and she walked down to stand behind the podium and prepared to speak to the students. As she prepared the hall slowly filled with thirty young men and twenty young women. She was finally ready when four attractive young women came down and encircled her. Two young ladies grabbed her wrists and a third stood behind her forcing an unusual gag into her mouth.

It kept her mouth open with a hole in it for something to be pushed into her mouth. They pulled her down onto a platform on the stage and bound her spread eagled on it. One young woman brought a pair of scissors to her and began cutting her clothes off of her. When she was nude she brought out a jar of some kind of cream and rubbed it into Jessicas breasts around her aureoles and onto her pussy especially on her clit.

Those areas quickly heated up making her aroused. Once they saw that she was ready she watched as the young men stripped their young cocks standing out hard and ready. She had been bound in such a way the men had full access to her anus , vagina , and of course her beautiful mouth. She soon had two young men filling her anus and Torbalı Escort pussy with their hard young cocks. One of the girls pulled up her skirt and climbed up straddling Jessicas face pushing her wet cunt down onto Jessicas mouth.

She told her to start licking her pussy or she would hold her nose closed slowly suffocating Jessica. Jessica began licking the girls wet slit while one boy was plunging his hard cock rapidly into Jessicas pussy as the other young man filled her anal passage with his turgid penis. As they reached climax they filled her with cum as well as the girl filling her mouth with her excreation. All fifty students used her body as they wished and when they were done they left the hall and the next fifty refilled it.

They also took their turn fucking Jessica. This went on all day until the students finished with her. The last class of students had something new for her. Three students brought in two male dogs and a female dog. By this point Jessica was to tired to fight so they put her down on her hand and knees with a platform she layed accross. The two dogs took turns mounnting her one fucker her cunt and the other fucked her anus.

One student left and when she came back she was Urla Escort carrying a large snake. Jessica tried to fight since she was terrified of snakes but they easily held her in place as the girl placed the snakes head at the entrance to Jessicas pussy and pushed the snake into Jessicas vagina. Slowly the whole snake was worked into her body.

Jessica felt the snake sliding over her clit and to her shame began to become wet and aroused. Going in znd out of her body Jessica soon had a powerful orgasm. Unknown to Jessica the snake layed its eggs in Jessicas womb. Then a male snake was forced into her and fertilized the eggs.

Months later Jessica was at a photoshoot when the eggs began to hatch pictures and videos were taken of the event and quickly became popular on the internet where she became known as the snake mother and her babies sold for thousands of dollars.

The female dog was placed on her back under Jessicas face and she was forced to eat the dogs cunt. Once the dogs had been pleasured they cleaned her up and redressed. After the all day abuse they had to carry Jessica out to her car. It took an hour for Jessica to recover enough to drive home.

She smiled all of the way there this would be a day she would remember with pleasure.

She did not even mind the photos they had taken her publicist he would spread the word that these were fakes just like he had with the other such pictures on the internet. She made it home with her cunt and nipples still tingling.

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I thank HKF999 for editing this story. This series would have been impossible without his support. Any mistakes remaining in the story are all mine. I had received help from my anonymous friend for the final poem. I also would like to acknowledge the support provided in the Lit forum.

The is the final part of a 3 part series. This is the part where Robert makes the move on his sister, with the help of Carla and Jason. This part can be read on its own, but I would recommend you to read the previous parts so that you can better appreciate why things are happening the way they are. Series Outline:
part-1 : Carla and Robby learn about their secret lovers.[read before this part]
part-2: Robby brings Jason into fold. [read before this part]
part-3: Jason returns the favor.

Anyone interested in a stroke story should probably skip this. This is a slow starter. I tend to write stories in which sex is just one of the scenes. The story is in incest category because there are scenes involving mom-son and brother-sister here. This story still revolves around Robert’s relationship with his wife. Please note that Robert is referred to as Bob, Bobby and Robby.

All characters are 18+. All sexual acts described are performed when characters are of legal age. This work is a fiction. The author strongly discourages any illegal sex in real life.
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A QUICK RECAP

Robert Miller was in love with his sister, Sara. But when he proposed to her, he was rejected. After the rejection, he was so depressed that his friend, Alan, forced him to come and stay in Carla Smith’s home as a change of scenery. Robert and Carla soon get closer, and fall in love with one another. After Robert found that Carla had incestuous relationship with her son, he started with a plan of his own to bring Sara back into his life. Robert helped seal the relationship between Jason and Carla. Carla and Robert got married. Jason accepted to help him with the plan using the following words;
“You brought my mother closer to me. I will do everything I can to make sure that the plan works; even if it means fucking your sister.”

—– Continues ——–
Part-3: Carla or Sara?
Monday, 24th October 2011

It was a Monday again. Carla and I decided to continue the tradition of our Monday dinners even after our marriage. It was also a nice place to start with the next part of the plan. I gave a crash course to her son, Jason, on how to seduce my sister, Sara, before lunch. Jason had already taken the first step, by providing emotional support to Sara during my marriage. I told him about her every weakness and how to make her love him. The hardest part for me was telling another man about the secrets of pleasuring my sister. During our discussion, he recounted that my sister was truly affected by the shock of seeing me getting married to another woman. For the plan to work, Sara should be feeling jealous seeing Carla with me, but at the same time she should have a reason to continue to be in the same house. Jason’s job was to give her that reason.

By evening, all four of us were in the same car. I drove, with Carla sitting in the front seat. Jason and Sara were sitting in the back seat. I still have no idea how he managed to convince her to come with us. I just guess that I taught him well.

When we reached the Italian restaurant, they took a while to seat the four of us. Carla asked them to put an extra table in our usual spot, so that we could sit together. Soon we were seated, and I ordered the usual course with wine. Carla gave me a look of surprise when I said, “Tom, wine for four please.”

Carla started making small talk with Sara. I was supposed to keep my mouth shut until Carla made my sister comfortable with us. I spent time chatting with Jason, who was sitting near me. Soon the topic came to what Sara was currently doing, and we men were also interested in knowing about it. Sara talked about her recent divorce and how she had decided to take a small break before searching for a job again.

Carla probed a bit more by asking, “Sara, so when did your divorce happen?”

“This February 10th,” Sara replied.

Carla was stunned by the response. She looked at my face, as if asking whether it was the trigger.

“Yes,” I replied her silent question, “that was four days before our first dinner.”

“I am sorry,” Carla said. “I shouldn’t have reminded you of that day.”

“What happened?” It was Jason who asked the question for Sara, but Carla and I knew that we were answering to Sara now.

“I was going through a difficult time from that day.” I addressed Sara for the first time that day, making eye contact with her. “Four days later, it was a very disturbing day, being a Monday as well as being the anniversary of the first kiss with my first love. Carla had been a great support to me then, and afterwards. That’s how we came to know each other. I must be thankful for my first lover, because Narlıdere Escort she delivered this sweet, sensitive, caring woman as my wife.”

Sara’s face changed shade and Carla spotted it.

“Robby, you don’t have to try hard. I am already your wife, and you will get to fuck me again tonight. “

“Mom, please… you are talking in front of your son.” Jason joined in to give Sara a break.

I knew that this was as good a time as any other.

“Carla, you know I always tell you the truth. Jason, you should be looking at your mother as an example when you are dating. Sweet, sensitive, caring, and responding to you as if she had known you all your life. You know, your mother never demanded anything from me except my love. She had never refused me what I wanted from her, and I have never refused anything that she wanted. I am the luckiest man in the world to get such a great woman as my wife.”

Just then, wine and starters came. Carla gestured to leave everything in the table, we would serve ourselves. I was about to pour wine for the ladies, but Carla’s hand reached the wine bottle first. She made an exaggerated attempt to pour wine into Jason’s glass and spilled wine on Jason’s cuff. She apologized and asked Jason to clean up.

“Robby, you go and help him.”

I was about to say that he was no longer a kid. The anger in her eyes, however, silenced me, and I went after Jason.

When we returned, I was surprised to see that Sara had changed her seat. As Jason came near her, Carla asked him to sit near his mother. I was forced to sit near Sara. We were not supposed to change seats so early, but I sat near my sister. It was then that I observed that we three were having wine, while Jason had a Coke in front of him.

“Carla, you could have given him wine too.”

“My son is not going to drink any alcohol.” Her voice and eyes reflected her anger.

I was about to defend him, when he said, “Its Ok, Bob. I only wanted a coke in the first place.”

Later, I came to know that Carla used the excuse of alcohol for the planned seat change routine. As they say, killing two birds with a single stone.

Sara tried to continue the earlier conversation, by asking, “So you two were together for how long?”

“I moved in about four years ago,” I replied though I knew what she asked.

Carla clarified, “But, we expressed our hearts on this Wednesday.”

My sister was perplexed by the response. Jason explained to her, “From their first dinner till last Monday, they hardly talked to each other at home. I know that my mom was in love with him for the past year or so, but she was way too shy to talk about it. You may know that Bob had a bad love affair with some insensitive woman earlier. Well, Mom knew that too. So she was hesitant to talk about her heart to him. Only on Wednesday, I saw him actually being affectionate to her.”

“That’s right. Robby, spoke of his love for me on Wednesday. What I love most in him is that he never made an advance on me till he loved me for who I am.”

I quickly replied to ease the tension with a chuckle, “Carla, you don’t have to try hard. I am already your husband, and you will get to fuck me again tonight.” I needed to change the subject. I added, “Jason, you were talking about starting a new business?”

Jason talked about his business ideas and all of us were truly interested to hear it. He clarified a lot of our initial doubts. By the time he finished, we were already having dessert.

“Jason,” I interjected, “your idea looks nice. How much seed money do you need?”

“I think two hundred thousand should be sufficient, but I will start as soon as I can get fifty thousand.”

“How about five hundred thousand? I know of someone who may be interested in investing in you.”

“Bob, stop kidding. If I had that much money, I can start within a month. But who is stupid enough to give me that much money without a guarantee?”

“I am,” I said. “Take it as a bribe, for letting me marry your mom.”

Jason was not interested in taking money from me, even though I tried my best to convince him. That was when Carla entered the conversation.

“Baby, he’s right. He has too much money in his account. According to Mark, he is also getting a cut from their profit. He must have at least a couple of mils.”

It was more of a question than a statement. I had asked her to make me talk about my bank balance. I had never revealed that side to Carla yet.

“Well, three and a half million in the bank in this town before I spent on that wooden house. And then there is some with Alan.”

Both the women were surprised by the number.

“And how much is there?” Carla continued.

“I don’t know. When I left Alan’s place, our company was worth ten million. So it must be at least two million.”

Sara was surprised by the revelation and said, “Bobby, but you never told me that you were running Ödemiş Escort the business with Alan?” There was a streak of the possessive lover in her eyes, when those words came out of my sister’s mouth.

“You never listened to me,” I retorted.

“Robby. It is Robby, and not Bobby. And I am the only one that calls him that.” Carla’s words brought my sister and me back to the present. I realized that we were not the same old lovers anymore.

“Oh… I’m sorry,” Sara apologized. “I was just saying Bob. Must’ve been a slip of tongue.” She rushed away from us, muttering something about restroom.

I was aware that her eyes were filled with tears. I saw the opportunity and pushed Jason to run after her.

“Robby, that was cruel. She was just making the point that you never divulge your financial details to the women you love.”

“Look, I didn’t tell you because I thought Mark would’ve already told you. Also, I know that you are the person that cleaned my room for the past four years, and my bank statements are always out on the table.”

“You are supposed to tell me. I am not supposed to snoop around to find out about you.”

We were moving towards a fight. I calmed myself down, and said, “Carla, I am sorry. It’s just that too many things were happening in the last few days. You know that all-nighter I pulled, when I pushed you to Jason. That work alone was enough to add five million profit to our company, and I get 10% of that. Actually, now is the right time to ask you to take care of my finances here.”

“No, I don’t want your money.”

“I was just saying that somebody needs to know how much I’m actually worth, and you’re the only woman I trust.”

“Not even Sara?”

My wife was getting jealous! That was not part of the plan.

“Not even her. She will spend everything in a single day. Again, you never loved me from looking at my bank balance, and that’s why I love you. You know I meant it when I said I was lucky to have you as my wife. THE best woman in my entire life!”

She had cooled down. That tactic seemed to work.

“I was not cruel to her. I had told Sara about me and Alan starting a business together. We were still in the early days, when she broke up with me. She would have understood how much money we made in that month by looking at the price tag of the ring on your fingers.”

“Oh… I thought you must have forgotten to remove the price tag.”

“You were cruel to her, not me,” I said turning the plate on her.

“What? I was just stopping you two from making a scene in front of my son. But you are right; I don’t know whether my poor son can take care of her emotions. I think I will go and check how they are doing.”

Carla left, and within a few minutes Jason came back to the table totally worried. He said, “Sara is very upset. She isn’t talking to me. Mom said that you should pay and join her at our car.”

“Jason, its ok. She will become calm soon. Did she tell you that she is my sister?”

“No. As far as I am concerned, she is your friend and ex-lover. She had not corrected me on that. Her license says Sara Grover, and that is how she introduced herself to me as well.”

“Good. You are not supposed to know that as well. Pay for this and join us in five minutes.” I gave him my wallet and rushed to the two ladies.

Carla was consoling my sister, when I reached them. They stopped talking as soon as they saw me.

“Sis, don’t cry. Please. I am sorry I was so rude.”

Sara looked at me in panic. I took her to the side, and Carla moved away from us to give us some space.

“It’s ok. Carla knows our past, but Jason or other people here don’t know it. I was just showing all the pent up anger at you. I’m sorry.”

“No, I should be sorry. Alan told me about you.”

I glanced around to see where Carla was and whispered to my sister, “We better not talk about it. My wife need not hear about that part of my life. So don’t talk about it.”

“Bobby, Carla is asking me to stay back. She wanted me to help Jason with his business plan. She thinks that Jason is interested in me.”

“Yeah. I saw how he was gawking at you, when he first saw you. He is a good man.”

“But he is more than ten years younger than me.”

“You tell that to my wife.”

“Is she okay with us talking?”

“She knows that I love her. She’s just a bit sensitive, that’s all. If she asked you to stay, you stay. It will also make me feel better to know that you are not dumping me for a loser. Seriously, you would like to work on that business idea. You were a big help for us, when we started our business.”

She had stopped crying. My words seemed to calm her a bit.

“I can’t refer to you as Sis around them. And you should not call me Bobby. Carla becomes upset when you call me that. You’re going to stay, right?” My last words were sounding like the kid brother of hers asking her a big help, when Seferihisar Escort we were young.

“Ok, I’ll stay for one more week, but then I will go.”

“Listen, I’m not still comfortable walking around you. Whenever I see you, I remember the old days. So don’t mind it, if I ended up saying anything to you. I will need some time to get used to you around me.”

“Same with me. I think Jason is coming.”

Carla had already approached us by then.

“We were just talking,” I told Carla, “and she has agreed to help Jason with the business.”

“But are you ok?”

“Yes,” my sister and I said in a chorus.

Realizing the intention of her question, I added, “I will need some time to get used to her. But I will manage. Don’t tell Jason that I slept with my sister. He won’t understand us.”

“I won’t tell him anything. Alan had told everyone that she was your ex-lover. Mark checked her name in the driver’s license. So unless you two goof up, no one will know. And I don’t want anyone else to know about it. Sara, did you give this address to any of your mutual friends or relatives?”

“Our parents know. But they won’t come here. My brother is not on good terms with them. Please, let’s not talk about it.”

“Oh…. I just want to make sure that my husband is safe from unwanted people.”

“What happened to Bo–“

Sara cut her words off when she saw Jason near us. He passed my wallet back to me.

“Nothing, baby. We were just talking about things.”

“Mom, I am not a kid anymore. I know all about Bob and Sara. So, if that is the big secret, can we move on?”

On the way back, we were talking a lot more. Sara was more relaxed with us, and so was Carla. I was concentrating more on the roads. Jason was extremely happy that Sara had agreed to stay with us. He was chattering about his business idea. When we got home, I was about to get out of the car when Carla pressed my hand. She told Jason and Sara that we will come later. We said our good byes to the two of them. Then my wife asked me to take her to the tree house.

Carla was clinging to my arm all the way to the tree house. She seemed to be a bit insecure with my sister talking to me. Once we got inside, I related to her word-by-word what happened. Then we made love. She made me hard again with her mouth, and again we had slow sex with her body pressed completely against me. The feeling of her against me comforted me after the encounter with my sister. After spooning with her for some time, I took her from behind. I was sure that both of us came. I let my dick be inside her as we slept, just the way she liked it. She woke me up after some time. After another round of hard passionate sex, we went back home.

When we woke up next day, Carla was not near me. I went searching for her. She was standing in front of Jason’s room. When I peeped in, I saw Jason and Sara lying down in the bed. I still was not comfortable seeing my sister with anyone else. I grabbed my wife’s hand and dragged her to the couch. I was going hard and fast inside her, when I saw Jason coming down.

“You two better quiet down, or you will wake her up.”

I just kept on pounding her and she was already whimpering. He ran back to his room. Once we had come, I was much relaxed.

“Robby, are you having trouble seeing her with my son?” Carla had read my mind correctly. “Look, we can spend some time in the tree house till you are comfortable with your sister in this house.”

I nodded my head. I whispered to her that she hadn’t given her quota to her son. I arranged for them to meet on the second floor, while making sure that Sara was not aware of it.

*****
I bought a car that day. Till the weekend, our routine was simple. Once I came back from office, we were there till dinner. After dinner, Carla and I went to spend the entire night in the tree house. In the morning, I would drop her back home. Then I would go to office.

Jason’s idea was to have a diner with an attached infant care center. He and my sister bought a place on the outskirts of town. He studied in the morning, while my sister took care of meeting people during the day. Evenings they would discuss their plans. They were soon sitting closer during dinner and seemed to truly like each other.

Satruday, 29th October 2011
It was only on Saturday afternoon that all four of us had some extended time together. We crashed on the couch and watched a movie together. Carla was sitting in my lap, with her arms wrapped around me and her head on my shoulders. Jason was sitting next to me, and my sister near him. Sometime during the middle of the movie, I saw them holding their hands. At the end of the movie, we stopped for a quick bite.

Jason picked up the DVD for the next movie and came back to sit on the couch. We were about to resume the same seating arrangement, when Jason saw my wife kissing me. He pushed Sara near me, and sat on the other end.

Sara initially tensed up. It was the first time we were in contact with one another, after we broke up. I heard him whisper to her, “Sorry. But she is still my mom, though she is not acting like one.”

Carla was shocked, but we continued kissing for some more time. She then whispered to my sister, “Sorry, but please cover for us.”

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If you haven’t read the first 4 parts of the Lancaster Twins saga, I suggest that you read them first, in order to get the context.

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Bill’s visit was coming to a close. He planned on staying two or three more days before going back to his farm. What started out to be just a long-overdue visit with his daughter, Shana, and her family had turned into a life-changing experience. He had accidentally witnessed his beautiful granddaughter, Jenny, giving oral sex to her twin brother, Jackson. Then his gorgeous daughter, Shana, had seduced him.

He contemplated both of these incidents as he lay in bed, trying to go to sleep. As horrible as he knew it was, he was aching to see his naked granddaughter again, and if she were doing something sexual with his well-hung grandson, all the better. He couldn’t get the thought of Jenny’s magnificent body, nor her enthusiastic oral ministrations of Jackson’s young cock out of his head. Even worse was what he and his daughter had done – she had committed adultery with her own father. Incest was bad enough, but adultery, cheating on her husband, was worse. Yet he knew that, if she offered herself to him again, he would be powerless to resist. She was just too sexy – and he loved her so much.

Jennifer had now been on birth control the required amount of time for it to take effect. Her period was over and, as her brother well knew, that meant that they could resume having sex. She had sneaked into his room a couple of times and given him a blow job, but both of them were a little afraid of having sex when their parents and grandfather were all in the house. Jennifer, especially, could not control her cries of ecstasy when she had an orgasm. They weren’t so worried about their parents, because they never came upstairs at night, but they knew that their grandfather didn’t sleep well and had been known to come upstairs to use the bathroom to keep from disturbing Shana and Tom.

The twins were eager for sex. They had not had intercourse in well over 2 weeks. Jackson thought about his sister, and what he wanted to do with her, constantly. Jennifer couldn’t wait to feel Jackson inside her again. Feeling his thick young cock stretching her eager teen cunt was the best feeling she had ever had. She was addicted to it.

Shana had to attend a teachers’ workshop a few days before her dad was to go home. Tom had to get a load of feed at the Co-op and told them he would be back in a few hours. He liked to eat at the diner in town, so he would take longer than usual. Bill, who was very handy with carpentry, was repairing a door in the barn. The twins saw an opportunity. They decided that it wouldn’t be wise to do anything in the house because their grandfather might decide to come inside to eat a sandwich or use the bathroom. So a walk to their special place was in order.

Jennifer packed the big picnic basket with sandwiches, chips, drinks, and a blanket. As they passed by the barn, they told Bill that they were going on a picnic.

Bill wiped the sweat from his face and looked at them suspiciously. “This is a farm. Y’all going on a picnic in the middle of the day? Didn’t your dad leave you any chores?”

Jennifer hugged her grandfather, knowing that she had him wrapped around her little finger. Bill couldn’t help but notice how short and tight her blue jean shorts were and how tight her tee shirt was around her bountiful breasts.

“You can’t have a picnic at night, Papa,” she said and kissed him on the cheek. She was aware that her breasts mashed up against him as she hugged him.

“Besides, we are starting to college soon,” Jackson chipped in. “We won’t have time for picnics or anything fun.”

Bill regarded him. “Well, run on. Have a good time. Don’t even think about your old grandpa working like a slave while you have a picnic.”

The twins walked toward the woods. Bill watched them go, marveling at how his Jenny’s hips swayed and how perfect her young ass was. Just like her mom’s was and, if anything, even more shapely. He was suspicious, of course. He had witnessed what the twins were doing on Jackson’s bed. Jenny had slurped on Jackson’s cock like an all-day sucker and, from what he could hear of their conversation, they had been fucking.

Bill was conflicted. He thought what the twins were doing was a horrible thing – but was it as bad as what he had done with Shana? Neither of the twins were married. They hadn’t sworn fidelity to a marriage partner. What they were doing was incest, but it wasn’t adultery. He realized that his cock was hardening from thinking about what the twins were probably up to. He watched until they got to the woods, and slowly followed.

As soon as Jennifer and Jackson got out of sight, they held hands. They stopped to kiss and rub their hands on each other’s bodies. Jennifer took her bra off and put it in the picnic basket. Then they proceeded through the woods, toward the big hill that they had to climb to get to their secret spot.

Bill crept quietly through the woods, stopping occasionally, trying to hear the Manisa Escort twins. He certainly did not want them to be aware that he was there. He began to worry that he had lost them – that he wasn’t going to be able to locate them. He considered just going back. Then he heard them talking, in the distance. He couldn’t see them yet, nor could he understand what they were saying, but he could hear their voices. He went a few hundred yards further and came to a clearing. He hadn’t been back here in many years, but remembered now that there was a big hill at the back of the place. On the other side of the hill, he knew, was more woods and a creek. It was very secluded. That would certainly be a great place for a picnic. He saw the twins in the distance, just as they crested the hill. He was careful to stay behind some trees until they were out of sight again.

What was he doing? He was over 60 years old and was going to all this effort to spy on his grandchildren? He was going to climb that hill? The answer was yes. He began to trudge up the hill, staying close to a fence row that might possibly hide him should they come back over the hill for some reason. He knew he was in great shape for his age, but this hill was pretty steep. He needed a good workout, he thought. He had not been exercising regularly during his visit.

When the twins got near the creek, they veered off into the woods where Jackson had first shown Jennifer how to play with his cock. So much had happened since then, even though it had only been a few short weeks. Whereas the large rock in the creek, where they would sit together, used to be their “spot”, they now thought of this secluded place, near the creek and surrounded by giant sycamore, cedar, oak, and cottonwood trees, as their special place. They reached the exact spot and Jennifer eagerly opened the picnic basket and took the blanket out. Jackson spread it out for them to lay on. Eating would half to wait. There were other matters to attend to, first. Matters that could not wait.

Bill had reached the top of the hill. As he began walking down the steep incline toward the creek, he spotted the twins in the distance, going from the clearing into a thicket of tall trees. He worried that, if they looked back, they might spot him, so he stayed as close to the woods as he could as he made his way down. He detoured away from the creek, so as to get nearer to them from the opposite side. As he got nearer, he stopped to listen. He could hear voices, perhaps 50 yards away. He very gingerly walked toward the sound of voices, peering through the undergrowth in search of his twin grandchildren.

The twins lay on the blanket on their sides, looking in each other’s eyes. Jackson stroked his sister’s face. “I love you so much, Jenny,” he said as he kissed her gently.

“I love you, Jackie. I can’t imagine ever being away from you. Please don’t ever leave me,” she begged as he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately. “What was that?” Startled, she looked around, but didn’t see anything. “I thought I heard something. Think it was a bear?” she laughed.

“I doubt if it was a bear. There haven’t been bears around here in a hundred years. Probably a dragon,” he laughed, tickling her, causing her to roll on top of him.

Bill crouched in the undergrowth, not 10 yards from the twins. He hadn’t meant to get this close and was startled when he finally spotted them. They were kissing like lovers! He could feel his cock hardening already, the very sight of brother and sister kissing each other passionately arousing him. Then he saw Jenny, sitting astride her brother, lift her arms and remove her shirt. Her breasts were astounding. It had been worth the walk to just see them. Bill had never, personally, seen such a rack on a young girl. Even his daughter, Shana, had not been blessed with such a wealth of tit-flesh, in her youth. They seemed to defy gravity. They were big and round and sat proudly on her chest with absolutely so sag, whatsoever. Her nipples were small and pink, obviously swollen with excitement, and pointed upward, as if they were reaching out for whomever might lick or suckle them.

“Suck them, Big Brother,” she heard his sweet granddaughter beg her twin brother. Jackson reached for them and began to do as his sister asked. “Ohhhh, yesssss. That’s so good! You’re so good to your little sister,” she groaned.

Bill had always thought it was funny how they called each other “Big Brother” and “Little Sister”, since Jackson was only a few minutes older than Jennifer, but now it sounded extremely erotic in a taboo way, and he was sure that they twins thought of it that way as well.

Jackson held his sister’s sumptuous mounds in his hands as he began to kiss and lick at them. He would tweak a nipple on one while licking and sucking the other one. Jennifer loved it. She was mashing them into his face and moaning and encouraging him to continue. He knew that his sister’s breasts were the key to her sexuality. She had always loved him touching them – even Mavişehir Escort when she didn’t admit it – and since the first time she had allowed him to kiss and suck them, she had not been able to get enough.

Suddenly Jennifer stood, her feet straddling her reclining brother. She unfastened her shorts and let them fall to the ground as her brother removed them from her feet as she stepped out of them. Bill could see from his vantage that the crotch of her tiny blue panties were soaked. He longed to taste her. As he watched, his grandson reached around Jennifer, grasping her ass-cheeks and pulled her pubis to his face. He kissed her pussy through her panties, opening his mouth and pulling his sister’s panty-covered sex into his mouth.

Jennifer held to the back of Jackson’s head as he sucked at her wet panties. “Ohhh yessss, that feels so fucking good!” she screamed.

Jackson stopped long enough to pull her panties down and off of her. She now stood totally naked before him. He once again grasped her ass and pulled her into his mouth. He sucked at her clit, then inserted his tongue into his sister’s drooling hole, fucking it in and out, swallowing her delicious juices.

Jennifer’s legs became too wobbly to be able to stand, so she disengaged from her brother’s mouth and kneeled before him, reaching to pull at the elastic on his athletic shorts. As she pulled his shorts and underwear down, revealing his massive, wet phallus to her lustful eyes, he removed his shirt.

Seeing his hard cock and muscular chest revealed all at once was sensory overload to Jennifer. Hot darts of pure lust shot through her entire body. She pushed him down, flat on his back, as she climbed up over him to lick at his nipples and suck at his chest and six-pack abs. She was crazed with lust, biting at his firm stomach as she grasped his swollen penis and shucked it, feeling how wet and ready it was for her. In her lust-filled haze she still recognized that he was as excited as she was, so she should not stimulate his cock too much. She wanted his first load of fresh man-seed to be in her pussy, not wasted on his stomach and on the ground. She was thirsty for a warm drink of her brother’s sperm, as she always was, but she needed his load coating the insides of her hungry cunt!

Her actions were almost more than Bill could bear. He had never seen, nor experienced, nor even heard of anyone so ultra-sexy and wanton as his little Jenny. He carefully unzipped his pants and fished out his thick cock, amazed at how much pre-cum was coating it. As he looked down at it, he had an unexpected thrill at how virile and manly his cock still was, even at his age. He ached to show his sweet little granddaughter just how manly old Papa could be.

Jennifer lay on her back, spread her legs wide, and drew her knees up to her chest. “Fuck me now! I can’t wait!” she keened.

Jackson quickly rolled on top of his sister. He rubbed the head of his swollen organ on her clit, then down her wet gash. She was so wet! Her juices were glistening and running down her legs. Jackson had to taste her again. He kneeled and licked at her open hole, starving for the wonderful, aromatic juices that his sister offered.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” she screamed. “Ohhh, Jackie, that’s so fucking good! Fuck me! Put your cock in me! I can’t wait!”

Jackson fitted the head of his tumescent cock into her opening and pushed forward. It was as if he were being sucked into his sister’s body as his cock slid into her warm, viscous, tight, cunt. He could feel himself hit bottom as his sister wrapped her gloriously long legs around his body.

Jennifer screamed in delight. “Ugggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, Jackie, I love it!!”

His sister’s reaction almost sent Jackson over the edge. Just the sight of her sexy body was enough to bring him close to orgasm. After kissing his sister, sucking her eager breasts, tasting her drooling pussy, and hearing her moans and groans of desire, he was in sensory overload. He knew that he no longer had any control over his urge to cum and that it would only be seconds before he unloaded inside his sister. She had her legs wrapped around his body and was thrusting herself at him, her beautiful face a mask of lust. It was just too much!

Jackson suddenly withdrew his cock and rolled off of his sister. “I’m going to cum, Jen. I’m sorry. Give me a minute,” he said.

“No! Put it back, put it back!” she gasped, desperately, as she sat up. Jackson lay on his back, realizing that he had waited too late. Jennifer saw his cock twitch and a jet of cum spew out, some landing above Jackson’s head, on the ground, the rest falling on his face, chest, and stomach. She moved quickly to grasp his cock and, as she leaned toward it, received a gob of his cum in her face. Undeterred, she placed her mouth over the head of his cock and tried to take the remainder of his prodigious, brotherly, offering in her mouth. She soon realized that there was more than she could handle. She took his cock Menderes Escort out of her mouth and stroked the remainder of his cum out, onto his stomach. She swallowed and leaned over to lick his stomach, eagerly slurping up what had pooled there.

There were still great wads of her brother’s cum on his chest and he was wiping his face with his bare hand. Jennifer looked at him and laughed, then reached for her discarded shirt and handed it to him.

“Oops!” she giggled as he wiped at his face and chest. “Am I more than you can handle, Big Brother? Are we a bit premature?” She laughed out loud, but Jackson had a look of embarrassment on his face.

“I’m sorry. I can… it won’t take long…,” he muttered.

Jennifer kissed his mouth, stroked his face, and said, “Do you know how much I love you?”

“I love you, too, Jen. I wanted this to be so good for you. I wanted it to be perfect.”

“Shut up!” she said. “It is good, and believe me, I’m nowhere near through with you,” she said as she moved between his legs and took his flaccid cock into her mouth.

Bill was on the verge of losing his own load. He could clearly see what had just happened and completely understood. He remembered when he was young that he had often masturbated an hour or so before he was going to have sex. His wife, though not in the category of Shana or Jennifer as far as her body and looks, was very sexy. She was tall and skinny and was eager for sex – until she decided she wanted variety, he reflected. He had a deep sadness that she had left him, for he had truly loved her. His heart had been broken and, if not for his wonderful daughter, he may have spiraled into depression or drinking, or who knows what else.

Shana, whether she knew it or not, had saved him. She had been the motivation to keep going. She had become the light of his life and her love had sustained him through those critical years after his wife had left him. Part of him wished that he had made love to her back when she was Jenny’s age, but he knew he had done the right thing. He was certain, particularly in view of what happened between them last week that his young daughter had been eager for him to make love to her. He had known it was wrong then, and he knew in his heart that it was wrong now. Shana had committed adultery with him and it bothered him. Wouldn’t it have been better for them to have done it before she got married than to wait until she was nearly 40 years old and happily married? It was wrong, either way, he knew.

As he, almost subconsciously, pondered these things, the lust-provoking sight of his granddaughter, his little Jenny, was just a few yards away from him. She was on her knees with her ass in the air, as if ready to be mounted. From his view he could clearly see her wet, swollen, pussy lips. What he wouldn’t give to fuck her! She had her brother’s cock in her mouth and, from what he could tell, she was relishing every second of it. His grandson was really hung; that was evident. Jenny had successfully gotten him hard in an amazingly short time, but Bill thought she probably could give a corpse a hard-on.

For the thousandth time, he was amazed at her body. It was incredible! Besides that, her face was angelic. She had inherited her mother’s amazing body and her father’s high cheek bones, brown eyes, and dark hair. Bill thought she was the most perfect woman he had ever seen. He couldn’t help but lust for her, despite the fact that she was his granddaughter. He knew that, as wrong as it was, if he ever got half a chance with her, that he would take advantage. He knew he would be much more able to control himself than his grandson. He could fuck her for as long as she needed, without cumming. He told himself that he could satisfy her.

He saw Jennifer heft Jackson’s balls and kiss them. She kept her eyes on her brother’s face as she sucked one of his nuts into her mouth. It was evident that she knew how to do this. Bill wondered how long this had been going on. They seemed to be so comfortable with each other, but the fact that his grandson had not been able to control himself made him wonder if they had been fucking for long. His guess was that they had been playing and doing oral for, perhaps, years, but that intercourse was relatively new to them. He wondered if she was on birth control.

Jackson suddenly sat up and, taking his sister’s hand, pulled her toward him. He roughly rolled her over on her back, eliciting a giggle from Jenny.

She opened her legs in wanton invitation. “Fuck me. Fuck me deep and hard!” she said, enthusiastically.

Jackson grasped his fully-rejuvenated cock and rubbed it on his sister’s wet slit, then, placing the head inside her eager hole, slid into her. Her pussy was wonderfully slick and welcoming. “Jen,” he whispered. “Baby, I love you so much,” he moaned as she wrapped her legs around him again, her feet resting on his ass.

He lay there, his cock fully encased in her deliciously wet and eager pussy, looking in her face, then they kissed. She closed her eyes as he began to slowly saw in and out of her yearning body. She thrust her breasts upward – the nipples were like sunflowers reaching for the sun. Jackson, even as he picked up his pace, leaned over to lick them. She opened her eyes and gasped. Her breath became shallow and her chest heaved as she thrust herself at her brother.

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Note: This makes reference to the story Chance Encounter.

The most amazing, erotic thing happened today at work. I am a flight attendant. It was the last flight of the day. The flight was pretty empty, but there was one couple that were late additions, they had been bumped from another flight. They were a cute couple, probably in their mid thirties. He was wearing some 501s and a V neck t-shirt, and she had a t-shirt and skirt on.They sat near the rear of the plane. People either do that because they want to be near the bathroom, or they want privacy. The whole back half of the plane was empty. As the plane taxied out, they were chatting and laughing about something. I went to my station for takeoff, then got up to get drink orders. I had 3 passengers in my section. The couple in the back, and businessman sitting in the exit row, about as far away as he could be and still be in my section. When I got up to get drink orders the couple was covered up by a big jacket and making out. They stopped when I walked by and just grinned. Only the businessman wanted a drink. After I dropped his drink off headed back to my seat in the aft section of the plane. The couple still covered up by the jacket, and just grinning at each other. I stopped to ask if they wanted anything, and asked what their trip was for. Just as I asked the question I realized she was giving him a handjob under the jacket. I managed to stammer out the end of my question, and he enthusiastically replied sex.. Then they both started grinning.

I was a bit intrigued. I told them if they wanted me to stay and chat she would have to button his Kemalpaşa Escort jeans back up. They grinned and said okay. I was a little relieved, that was one mess I did not want to clean up.

“So, your trip? “I asked.

This time she replied and explained they we were meeting one of his old college friends for threesome

“Golf?” I asked.

Once again, he replied by saying sex.

Now I was really intrigued. They were certainly good looking enough to be porn starts, but that did not have enough tattoos and piercings for that. I told them the drinks were on me if they would tell me the rest of the story. He wanted vodka, she wanted Jack and Coke. I quickly returned with the drinks.

“I have to admit, I have thought about that, but I will probably never do it. Was this the first time you tried something like this?” I asked, trying not to blush.

He replied, grinning ” Third time in a month.”

She replied ” Third time ever. It’s weird, we did it once, and then it just kept happening over and over.”

The thought of being her, with this guy.. and if he friend as anywhere near as hot. That would be something to dream about.

They launched into their tale. Turns out the guy was pretty hot as well. He was a little shorter than Frank, and had darker, longer hair.They started off with some kind of stripping game that resulting in all of them being naked pretty quickly. Then the guys tied her up and she watched while they made out. Apparently she talked them into it. She was attractive enough that I imagine she could have talked them Konak Escort into anything. The more I listened to her, the more I could see it happening. Then she had sex with each of the guys while to other one watched. I always thought being watched would be creepy. The way they described it sounded pretty hot. And she had an orgasm with both of them. The expression on my face was a combination of disbelief and jealousy.

They asked me if I had any mile high club stories. I didn’t. Most of the time planes were too full, and the bathrooms were way too small. I had idea.

“How would you like to be my first mile high club story. There’s nobody in the Galley, and nobody is sitting close enough to hear you. We have about 15 minutes before we start preparing to land. I can give you five or ten minutes,” I said.

They wanted to go for it. I walked them back to the galley, and turned on the Lavatory occupied light. There was not much space, but compared the the bathroom ( or the cockpit ) it was spacious. As I stepped out I said I might peak in to check on them, just to make sure nothing had gone wrong. They were already making out as I pulled the curtain. I checked on the other passenger and tried to look busy, but I was dying to to my first check. I decided it had been long enough. I pulled the curtain back just a bit and looked in. She was standing on my seat, shirt pulled up, with her hands on her breasts. He was in front of her, shirtless, with his head between her legs. His hands were braced against the back wall. They did not even notice me. I made the rounds again, Kuşadası Escort then went back to check again. She was leaning against the side door of the plane looking out the window bent over as he fucked her from behind. His pants were around his ankles, his hands were on her hips and he was banging her like there was no tomorrow. I sat down, tired of walking around. I looked at my watch. We were about to start the landing drill. I had to get them back in their seats. This time I poked my head through the curtain to tell them they were out of time. This time he sitting in my seat ( but on his jacket, how considerate ), pants still around his ankles. She was in his lap, facing him, riding his cock. I could tell by the look on her face she was having an orgasm. I felt bad, but if they were not in their seats another crew member would come back here.

“Please return your sex partner to a full upright and locked positions, and stow your junk for landing..” I said in my most official flight crew voice.

She moved like some kind of sex ninja. She climbed out of his lap, and kneeled before him, taking his dick in her mouth, stroking it with her hand. Seconds later he grunted and I guess came in her mouth. In almost the same motion pulled his pants up and started fastening them. It appeared he wasn’t wearing underwear. By the time he had his t-shirt back on she was had her clothes on. All she had was the skirt and shirt, no bra, no panties.

She turned to leave I noticed a little of his come was on her lip. I started to point to my on lip, trying to think of a polite way to tell her about it. Then, I don’t know what came over me. I pressed my lips to her, licking it off, then sliding my tongue into her mouth. Franks huge grin got even bigger.

“Something to remember me by,” I told them. I hope they remember me , I will never forget them.

The returned to their seats, buckled in, and nobody was the wiser.

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