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{Disclaimer: All characters in this piece are eighteen or over}

We had no locker room to change in and my room was sure as hell not big enough (for reasons that elude me now, we didn’t think of dad’s garage) so the kitchen was marked a no-female zone, and that is where we changed. Was a voyeuristic invite if there ever was one.

Our little gang of women, minus Deidra and Mitsy, had congealed on the front porch, but not before opening the side pane curtains of the front door just enough to peek. Popoff noticed the prying eyes and gave me a wink with a very subtle nod to the door. When I looked over faces hurriedly moved out of sight. Pop wasn’t about to let the opportunity go by and announced, jock strapped ass to the door, “God damn dick! Where’s my big cup! I need a big cup!”

It got everyone in stitches. Me especially because I knew damned well Misty was now getting grilled out there about just how big that cup needed to be. With everyone in on all the secrets, questions didn’t have boundaries anymore.

“They all are grown up now.” Pop laughed, everyone else looked at me like I was gonzo. Using the kitchen for a change room meant we had to traverse a half perimeter of the house. I mention that because of the skate guards we all had on, it looked like a bunch of ponies clopping up and down on new shoes. I found that funny but kept it to myself. Really didn’t feel like bringing up the pony-boy thing.

Getting on the ice this time held no unsureness. My skate notched the gate stud again and we flowed onto the ice. Determined, and sure.

I could brag. Could gloat. But it felt so good that to bolster it with any kind of ego would be belittling. Practice went so well even coach was left a little frustrated (in a good way) at the lack of horn-blowing he had to do. We met every stride, accomplished every goal, and did it all without getting winded. He actually gave us a mini-ovation and set us free.

“Sticks in the center.”

That meant shinny time, and we loved that. Gave us a chance to have friendly competition against each other. Random sticks were pulled out of the pile, one went left, one right, and that decided opposing forces. Periods remained at twenty minutes but truthfully with all the chiding and laughing it was more like ten minutes of actual play.

We had an audience all during this. Our girls were watching from the front porch which stood about six feet higher than the rink fence. I’d been watching them more than a little curious as cardboard box after box made it was onto the porch and was cut into strips. I know they used up at least two rolls of duct tape too. When Cathy cat called Popoff “This big enough!?!?” I found out what they’d been constructing.

Everybody lost it (except Pop) when an easily six-foot athletic cup drifted through the air and landed mid-ice. He muttered a quiet son of a bitch but didn’t let them get the last shot, or let the peaking go untouched.

“Almost. How did you know? Been peaking?”

I heard Mary go ‘busted’ and me and Pop laughed just before we got a face-off whistle. Everything was fun until Popoff went to fake a slap shot, something coach forbade during shinny, and caught a chunk of raised ice. The trip b-lined a high-velocity slap-shot straight towards Bonnie’s head. The whole teamed bellowed ‘look out’ Bonnie didn’t even glance, just snatched it out of the air bare-handed.

“This!” She waved the rubber around. “Is supposed to go in there!” A finger that still sported a long red fingernail pointed to a net and she tossed it. All of us were blown away she’d snagged a bullet bare-handed from the air, some of us more than others.

Coach had a lot of rules that to some may of seemed overkill, but they were all designed to make the team better. One such rule was no matter if it was practice or game, you kept your eye on the disk and knew where it was at all times. Lance (backup goalie to Clayton) was too enamored with red’s grab to remember that, but he heavily recalled it when the puck clacked behind him.

“FUCK!”

Got to give him due credit though, he dove and sprawled, even sending his stick along the ice trying to stop that puck from going in. But failed. Coaches air horn went off loud and clear and the rest of us huddled into center ice grinning like fools. Was little tea cup time.

The penalty was to pirouette, bow, and look as girlish as possible while singing ‘I’m a little tea cup’. Doesn’t sound like much, but when you factor in all your teammates, and a porch full of milf’s? Had to feel for the guy. He ended up on one knee with a huge grin on his face, bowed, then gave everyone a good solid fuck off finger.

Practice had gone well but that was only because we were focused and the milfs had behaved themselves. After red’s puck nab, they didn’t. An inordinate amount of rail leaning (read cleavage) and back arches had us bumbling around like the Three Stooges at times. Coach called it when Pop and Sam (first line left wing) met in a center ice train wreck of a collision while glancing at the titty tease on the Diyarbakır Escort porch.

He let everyone but our line off the hook. “Stay geared but ditch the skates, change your socks, and towel off.” I looked at Pop, sob, and Clayton. “Home ice next.” Pop gave me a very solid stern look, it was time to learn this secret play. While Pop and Lance may have gotten a good ribbing, it was all forgotten when our first-line center made a classic snafu while leaving the ice. He dead straight looked Bonnie in the eye and said, “You got a nice snatch.”

He didn’t realize what he’d said till Bonnie, sitting with her long-heeled legs crossed and back slightly arched (this pose must have been a go-to milf thing) licked her lips to answer him. “Well thank you. You been peeking through my bedroom window sweets?” It took a full thirty seconds for him to understand what she’d meant, and when he did? Fire engine red.

“Shit! NO, NO… that is not what I meant! I was talking about the grab… you know? The puck! Fuck me.” It was hilarious watching him squirm and Bonnie let him prattle on for a while before unhooking him.

“It’s okay.” Her face was all kind of beaming. “I didn’t take any offense, and honestly? A compliment like that from a handsome young man does an old woman good.” This time he knew exactly what he was saying.

“If you’re what’s waiting for me when I grow up, I can’t wait to get there.” Probably don’t have to tell you another young man got a snap chat number, what you more than likely would want to know, I bet, is that red decided this one wasn’t going to have to wait for old age. It seems a little bird, A.K.A her eves dropping on a phone call from Trevor’s parent’s that they’d be late to pick him up, set her wheels in motion. The hormones were obviously spinning circles way before his verbal miscue.

Bonnie borrowed our old ford step-side, mom didn’t ask why and had taken an alternate route to the train station. She waited till the coast was clear and pulled up blatantly asking if he’d like to see her real snatch. Trevor was no fool or virgin and readily accepted. How do I know all this? Mom had been using the old truck earlier in the day and had left the two-way radio on by accident. We often left it on talk to relay what was happening in the field back home, was a lot easier to just lean in the window and yell than open the door, cue the mic, etc, etc.

I guess when the usual banter from the radio started turning to some very heavy grunts, groans, sighs, and squeals, ears picked up. From what I gather the two them damned the winter and went full force in the back of the truck bed. Bonnie never lived that down, and mom hung the one long red fingernail she’d lost during the tryst for all to see from the rearview mirror.

“Just because.”

None of this was known to me or my linemates on the way to our home rink. If we had garnered this info I doubt we would have been cracking jokes at his expense about the snatch goof-up. Practice had been sure and steady, getting into the locker room put all of us out of sorts, even coach. Some ass hat had painted over all our history. Remarks and reminders, some very funny jabs, it all had been annihilated. And to make it even worse? They used another team’s colors.

“Well ain’t this fucking nice.” Popoff launched his stick across the room. The rest of us had pretty much the same reaction and heavily sat down on the benches. Coach started taking pictures of the redone room without saying a word. When his phone turned from camera to call we all learned exactly how much he was part of this team.

“I don’t give a flying fuck who did it! I wanna know how the shit happened! Seem’s to me even a damn idiot could have discerned from the paperwork that no team was allowed to change anything in the locker rooms in a lent rink. What? YOUR GOD DMAN STRAIGHT I WANT TO FILE A GRIEVANCE!”

I thought for sure that phone was going to get dashed on the floor, but it didn’t. He just looked around the room and grunted dumbasses. “Get geared up. The bone heads used latex paint over oil, this shit will peel off in sheets.” He headed off to the ice.

Another bummer waited for me as we got to the gate. The somebody’s had replaced the jam with all my years of skate digs. Coach put a hand on my shoulder, “Sorry razz, but I don’t think we’ll get that back.” It sucked, and hurt a little, but we were here to learn a play nobody had ever seen, much less thought of before, not reminisce. I stuck my skate in hard removing a sizable chunk of fresh wood. “Reset and restart.” Got a good thump on the back as I headed onto the ice.

Popoff was standing behind a row of eight pucks widely spread apart. Coach skated up behind me and just said, “Show’em.” Pop slammed his stick blade onto one of the rubbers and it shot back and up into the air. I lost it against the darkness of the roof but heard it clack on the ice a good distance IN FRONT of Pop.

“That’s impossible! Maybe a pool ball but there is nothing but air for that puck to latch onto!” Everyone Diyarbakır Escort Bayan else agreed. “Physics may not be a strong suit with us all… but come on!” Pop didn’t say a word, just did it seven more times in a row.

All that had happened since I’d fallen in love with Cathy didn’t just fade away at the sight, but this definitely took front and center for right now. Pop’s ‘everyone moves forward’ comment suddenly made a ton of sense. The other team would see the puck shoot back and turn the jets onto our net, and we’d be doing the same toward theirs. We’d both blast by each other. But that puck would land ahead of us… onside.

Sob had an ear-to-ear grin that extended his face. “Well, my name and then some. Let’s learn this dog.” We started on the play that day and worked it for a few hours. There was a very good reason the whole line was there. If something went wrong Calton and our two defensemen would be in a five-on-three situation. During a break, I skated down to ask him what he thought.

“Two things. Pop is some kind of air bender and it’s a bizarre play, to say the least. But man will it ever catch them way off guard.” Had to chuckle at that, it wasn’t what I meant though.

“I kinda meant how you feel about being left high and dry?” He did something then that would prove to be a literal lifesaver; his neck guard came off. “What the hell is that? No way that’s league spec.”

“The hell it ain’t. Dimensionally correct, weight specific, in fact, it’s way under the max, there is nothing about this that is illegal.” He grinned and tossed it to me. A down pillow weighed more.

Cayton’s dad was an ex-sky cowboy.

He’d walked girders so high jumbo jets would have looked like ants and had always wanted a better solution to the heavy iron and steel that made up the skyscrapers. So much so that he’d garnered a name for himself with the people of this, and a few other counties, as the alchemist

“Try bending it.” With the weight, I figured it would bend like a tin pie plate, but it didn’t budge.

“Your dad found it didn’t he.” Clayton had the look of a very proud son on his face.

“Twice as strong as titanium and four times lighter. He’s already got aircraft and space dudes banging on the door. The patent hasn’t even been acknowledged.” I fiddled with the guard for a bit before handing it back.

“Well, tell your dad I will gladly buy one of these.” I gave him a stick blade to the shin pad. “One question. You going to still talk to us when your stinking rich?” He gave a good laugh.

“I won’t be stinking rich. Dad will. And I got another in my bag, it’s yours, think of it like an endorsement.” The offer was accepted and before I skated away I gave Clayton a message for his old man.

“Tell pops that I’m laughing with you and him at the nay-sayers.”

“Will do bro. Thanks.”

The weeks that followed held no shortage of things to do. Practice on-farm ice then the arena was the main focus. Me, Pop, and sob took on the dismantling and walling off of the one bathroom, then retrofitting a closet to a new one without a moan. There was a whole new family it would be servicing. Shinny was kept in the mix but only twice a week (I think coach secretly liked the lady’s shows almost as much as he did watching us buffoons) of course it didn’t all go by without an erotic hitch.

It came after the last practice on farm ice. The whole gang of our ladies; Mom, Cathy, Mary, Bonnie, Mitsy, and Misty, plus Deidra, all showed up on the back porch with a loud ref whistle.

“WE MADE SHIRTS!” Oh had they made shirts.

Sleeveless low cut tee’s that tattered just barely below under boob with our crest emblazoned across the front. They all stood chest out in a line, it was glorious, to say the least. One of our guys asked Pop for his cardboard cup because he was pretty sure he’d shattered his. Coach just said, “Ladies, as fine as that looks, you cannot wear those to the game.”

Was Mitsy (who else) who spun over the railing planting herself in a sexy sit. “And why not?” Coach had a little gleam in his eye over her move.

“Well. We will be in an enclosed rink, but, one errant breeze and it would be quite the eyeful for the youngsters.”

“Errant breeze huh?” Mitsy took her hands off the railing and flung her arms above, and to each side of her. I wasn’t the only one that hushed a damn as the torpedoes came to a full point. The shirt rose up, as well as our expectations, only not a thing became even slightly exposed. We’d been played. She pinched at her waist and pulled her ‘skin’ out four inches. The shirts were body suits. Everything skin was just flesh-colored stretch material.

We all watched to see what coach’s reaction would be, he handled it like he always does; efficiently… just with a bit of a subtle grin this time. “Okay, be that as it may. I know you ladies are not weak in any sense of the word.” He looked at Bonnie. “Especially you.” She blushed a smile. “But still, I really don’t think you seven would be a match for an Escort Diyarbakır arena full of jealous wives and girlfriends.” It had the effect he wanted of a compliment mixed with a dash of realism.

Despite the mug-shot picture, I had to side with coach all the way. We would not be anywhere near our home turf, and a lot closer to the Wolves.

Mom had disappeared back into the house and her voice rose over the concern when she returned. “Oh relax coachie.” We had a smirk over the ‘coachie’ and it got swiftly cut down by a look from him. “These were a joke, this is the real shirt.” It was still a body suit, still cut almost too low, and still very, very skin-tight. This one however was sleeved like a baseball tee. Our team colors made up the body and arms but our crest had been given a 3d sort of effect that seemed to make it float. It looked freaking awesome and modern N.H.L. classy.

Somebody banged a stick on the ice, didn’t take any time before we were all clacking blades and whooping up a storm. The game was in two days and coach had a surprise for us and the ladies. We were told to get out of gear and towel off (towel off b.t.w had become an art form of a shower in a sink)and the women were asked to congregate up in the kitchen… after us. When we were all together coach led us out to the barn, he’d outdone himself.

The entire lower half of the building had been cleaned and buffet tables covered in red checkerboard tablecloths lined the middle. Off to one side heating lamps kept a stack of every kind of pizza you could imagine warm, right next to it was a small wall of beer kegs. Bonnie and Mitsy lit up and practically danced their way to a table while coach gave a nod and the barn filled with good rock music and lights. Mom was just as flabbergasted as the rest of us.

“How and when!?” Coach crooked his arm and led her to a table.

“Last night and today. I figured you women would be up to something, and if not, wouldn’t miss a chance to watch the last practice. What can I get you?” Mom had on her customary heels and just over-the-knee skirt, she leaned back, then forward a little, crossed her legs, and rested her crossed wrists on her legs. Totally sexy pose. His eyes glimmered a quick flick up and down her. She got a look I knew all too well, a look that said she was about to test you.

She ordered the one kind of pizza everyone but my family hated. Ham and pineapple, then asked for a glass of beer in a very uncommon type of glass; a schooner. “Got ya, be right back.” Mom sat back more than a little taken aback and got plain old wide eye when he returned with everything she’d asked for.

“Okay, sir. Have been watching me since I was of drinking age? Just how did you have all this figured out?” He gave a good loud laugh and asked if he could sit, something mom appreciated.

“No, I haven’t been spying. Razz is the only guy on the team that orders those toppings, had to be a family thing. Far as the schooner goes, if ice ever becomes outlawed, these boys and their livers will start playing rugby. And that again is something of an all-family trait.” Mom leaned back with a crinkled nose laughing, and that’s when sob tapped my shoulder.

“That’s going to suck man.”

“Huh? What is.”

He took a slug of his beer, chomp of pie, and through a stuffed mouth said, “Having coach as a dad.” Cathy broke up, Mary across from sob also.

“That is not fucking funny!” Truthfully though I hadn’t seen mom look so happy and unburdened as she did right now. My wife knew what I was thinking, and not being able to give me a hug or kiss, squeezed my knee under the table. That probably would have gotten a lot deeper into me if Misty hadn’t suddenly gleefully, and exuberantly, pulled mom off her seat while Bonnie did the same with Cathy. Me and the guys were about to get treated to some very sexy, moving, eye candy.

The four of them lined up just in front of the D/J booth and Misty cued him to start playing Asereje by Las Ketchup. If you don’t know what I’m talking about look up the video and just imagine the four of them moving like that, all giggly and smiling. It ended with us boisterously applauding while they bowed and blew kisses. The whole night was like that, nobody got out of hand, and we all just had fun. It was a much-needed release from the pressure and stress.

Before it ended we all helped clean up (something the people that had been doling out pizza and beer appreciated) and coach made another speech, this one a little different than the one at Robert’s.

“A little out of character would you say, gentlemen?” Nobody had said it but we all had thought about it. Coach usually would of all but locked us up till game time, so yeah. “Fair enough, now listen up. You all worked your butts into the ice every game this season. There is no doubt in my mind that had this series played out the seven games it was supposed to, you would have taken it in five.”

He didn’t delude us by saying four, there was still one game we could lose. “But this isn’t a seven-game series, and as such you deserve to blow off steam, then focus.” He gave me a wink. “Reset and restart so to speak. So two toasts, one to the fine good women, those present as well as absent.” Was no argument there, that was toasted loudly and brought about some very red blushing faces. “And us. The champions!”

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This is a fiction story. All characters are 18 or older. Also, I remain adamant, unprotected insemination is completely unadvised and meant for serious couples that want to have kids. There is a real responsibility. But this is just a fun fantasy that explores the erotic part of unprotected sex.

A DOME APART Chapter 4

Summary:

A young group of female-only scientists are picked for a thorough research assignment in a sealed-off Dome. But through some small mistakes on both sides, a guy ends up paralyzed and unable to exit the dome before it is shut off from the world for a year.

Now, Yumi catches Sayuri mid orgasm and confronts her, not knowing of why her sister came so hard. And Tim doesn’t know it yet, but an innocent game would throw a curve ball, while a dare of panties would start turning gears that never turned before.

Not written as a stand-alone. So, just know it’s best read as a series.

Important notice: I’m also NOT writing this to be scientifically accurate in practice or jargon. It’s just a fictional story.

Part 1

~Sayuri Ozawa~

Sayuri stared in disbelief at her sister having caught her in the act. Of her biggest orgasm ever, no less.

She couldn’t keep her hips and pubic area from getting aftershocks, with the clear feeling of her unprotected vagina happily sucking on the sperm on her panties’ crotch.

The danger of that caused her to reach down to yank the offending panties away before doing more damage, but then…

The light in the room flashed on and Sayuri hurriedly covered her crotch with her hand, her bare titties bouncing in the air.

“Yumi! Put the light out!” She whined.

Her sister just stared at her, quite a bit dazed.

“Yumi…”

Finally, the girl shook out of her trance.

“That was so hot! My gosh! I have to know what made you cum like that!” Yumi said with excitement. “I’ve never seen anyone cum that hard.”

Sayuri groaned in embarrassment, and all too aware, in covering her crotch, she was pressing more sperm into her vagina.

She bit her lip as her perineum still contracted alongside her vagina opening that kept sucking all too happily on the offending material.

“You know I can’t tell you that…” Sayuri finally said almost too distracted by what was happening between her legs.

“Not can’t, I’m sure!” Yumi said. “Now spill it!”

Before Sayuri could further tread into Yumi’s court of play, her mind snapped to something her sister said,

“You said, you’ve never seen someone cum that hard! Do you watch many people masturbate?” Sayuri asked, knowing she evened the playing field.

“I… you… Fudge! Fine, I like watching my friends cum when they think everyone is asleep. There, now you know another secret of mine.”

Sayuri’s eyes widened, she did not know that side of her sister.

“Just watch. I’m just into boys. Though, I like watching them cum thinking about boys.” Yumi said quickly before she could respond, her cheeks red.

“Wow… I didn’t know that about you.”

“Well, I didn’t know you had these wild masturbation sessions. Mind telling me why you came so hard?” Yumi asked staring at her.

“I… as much as I want to tell you at the moment, I just can’t,” Sayuri said, pressing the crotch of her sperm-covered panties deeper into her vagina. Not that it could go any deeper being blocked by her hymen.

“Look at you, your nips are completely swollen, and I can still see your hips jerking. Can’t you just tell me? You know I’m super curious, I won’t be able to sleep.”

Sayuri knew Yumi wouldn’t drop it, but she could NOT tell her sister she inseminated herself with Tim’s sperm and that’s why she came that hard.

Not a chance she would tell her that. She would have a fit. Though Yumi also was still a virgin, she had played with cocks before, so she knew they had meaning. The risky kind.

Yet, at the same time, Sayuri knew she had to give her sister something.

“I saw Tim and Cora masturbating together while watching us three in the baths!” Sayuri blurted, and then utterly regretted it. Why did she tell her that!

She groaned, inadvertently pressing the crotch deeper again. Her hips trembled once more.

“NO FRIKKEN WAY! I don’t believe you.” Yumi said wide-eyed.

“Yes ways! I saw it with my own eyes!” Sayuri fired back.

“So, he…”

“Saw us naked? Yeah.”

“And Cora um made him cum while he watched us naked?”

Sayuri nodded, and then she saw Yumi shiver.

She took a breath to say something, but she saw her sister’s hand reach down and rub her cameltoe through her pink panties.

“Hey! You are getting off on the idea.” Sayuri accused.

“No, I’m not!” Yumi gasped without thinking.

“Liar liar, pants on fire!” Sayuri shot back, totally surprised that her sister even denied it. They didn’t do that to each other.

“Crap! I’m sorry Say. I… I was just embarrassed. I shouldn’t have lied.” Yumi said, her eyes sincerely remorseful, but her hand was by no means slowing down on her pussy.

“I forgive you. But, Diyarbakır Escort honey, I can see you want to cum after I told you that. You didn’t have to hide it.”

“I really do need to cum, Say. Tell me, did you see his cock?” Yumi muttered, her fingers sliding wetly over her now cum-soaked panties.

Sayuri nodded.

“Oh!… A-and how big was it?”

She held up her hand from her one knee, generally showing the size she thought it was.

“No, way! That’s so much bigger than the guys I’ve sucked off.” Yumi said wide-eyed.

“It’s true. Just by the way, how many guys have gone down on?”

“Two.” Yumi blushed.

“Just two… could’ve sworn… Anyway, you just went down on them?” Sayuri asked.

“Yes.”

“You’re not lying?”

“No, Say. I won’t after earlier. I just pulled them out of their zips and blew them to orgasm several times, but it never went further than that. You know how strict mom was about us having sex without serious consideration.”

Sayuri nodded. That was the truth, to be honest, she was actually surprised Yumi went that far after Mom caught them making out with boys that once and laid the hammer down. No sex!

“You say serious consideration, I distinctly remember ‘don’t either of you dare get a penis close to your vaginas or there will be war in the household’.”

Yumi thought back and suddenly remembered the moment.

“Yeah! You are right. But I think Mom was still very angry at catching those boys making out with us. One even was fondling my breasts. I did ask her later about that night and that’s where she said the serious consideration thing. Yet, now that I think about it, she did still give me a very intense look…”

Sayuri stared at her sister rubbing her covered pussy and something bubbled in her until she couldn’t hold it any longer.

“I gave Tim the panties I masturbated in!”

“Oh fuck!” Yumi sucked in a breath, her hand flicking over her clit.

“It’s not the time to swear.” Sayuri admonished.

“Why the heck not? You gave him your cum drenched panties?!!” Her sister asked incredulously.

“Yeah, and I really, really liked how it made me feel all naughty,” Sayuri said, biting her lip.

“Whoa… How did you end up doing that? It seems like a lot.”

Sayuri shook her head.

“To be honest…” She said, not knowing why she was spilling so much to her sister, yet not able to stop herself.

“What?” Yumi asked her hand suddenly still on her pussy.

“We masturbated together in the sauna!” She blurted.

Suddenly Yumi’s eyes went wide and she flopped back onto her bed and giving no heed to her sister, fingered her wet vagina with three fingers until her hips shuddered a few moments later in her own orgasm.

Sayuri gaped. Her sister looked so wanton.

“Whoa, sis. You could have told me to leave.”

“Oh…. Pheeeew. Ngh. No… I’ve been secretly watching you cum for years now, so it’s only fair.”

Sayuri just shook her head at the revelation. No wonder the girl went that far with boys already, she was a horny little girl. Which made her think about what she saw…

“Yumi, you fingered yourself with three fingers. Where is your hymen?”

Yumi blushed covering her soaked pussy with her pink panties once more.

“Well… I found mom’s vibe the one day. And it’s a little bigger than two fingers and well, it tore my hymen. Hurt like crazy, though it didn’t stop me from cumming on it only a minute later.”

“That’s wild. Mom would have a fit, you know. A hymen is important, to give to that special someone.”

“I know. To be fair, it was an accident.” Yumi said, her cheeks a little rosy. “But hey! You and Tim masturbated together! What gives?”

Now it was her turn to blush.

“Well… It was those days we started eating the leaves with the spines, you know?”

Yumi sat up on her elbows and nodded.

“So what happened?”

“Well, I was all horny from the leaves, and not having cummed when I entered the sauna and well, he was just in his towel as well. But what triggered it all was when my pussy juice started plopping down on the wood boards below me and Tim clearly knew what it was.”

Yumi pressed her clit right then.

“Wow, that is crazy hot. I guess he couldn’t resist then.”

“Yeah, it happened so fast, I came under my towel and then ran away.”

“Aw, no kisses?”

“No, but I did go again and we came together under our towels.”

“Sis! I never knew you had it in you! So naughty. And so hot…” Yumi rubbed her pussy faster again.

“Yumi!” Sayuri gasped. “You are totally a voyeur! You’re wishing you could have watched, aren’t you?!”

Yumi shuddered under her fingers in her pink pussy.

“I aa-mmm- hh-hh. Okay?”

Sayuri could just stare at her cumming sister watching her vagina contract over and over.

She licked her lips, and she wondered how it would look to push her finger covered in Tim’s sperm into Yumi’s contracting vagina…

The thought caught her so completely left field, she gasped and fell Diyarbakır Escort Bayan off the bed before she hurried to the bathroom to clean up.

Part 2

~Tim Harmony~

He sat on the bed, still a bit taken aback by what happened in the bathroom, it had been so fast. His cock had touched Sayuri’s pussy… A Japanese girl.

He had been surprised she was mostly clean-shaven. But that wasn’t what really caused his mind to whirl.

She had asked him to cum in her panties! It was so odd… Yet, the fact that she wanted it in the crotch was such a turn-on to him. Like she wanted his cum against her wet clit. Oh, and he knew how wet Sayuri got…

He smirked. It hadn’t taken him more than a couple dozen strokes to fill her panties with cum then.

Wondering what on earth she would do with them, had left him in a state of constant arousal during the afternoon duties.

And this time there was no one to cum with. April had thrown Cora into one of the many lesser documented sections.

And Sayuri was nowhere to be found. Everybody was just busy. So he watered plants in the chill sections where nothing needed to be carefully planned. He trimmed some plants with red and green veins. Throwing into the basket of edible leaves for that evening.

Cone to think of it, he hadn’t tasted these yet.

He took a leaf and nibbled on it, it had a minty flavour to it. But immediately a little rush washed through his body. But after a few bites, the rush wasn’t there anymore, yet…

He felt his cock stiffen to rock solid.

Tim laughed, that was hilarious!

It caused erections.

“Hahaha-“

“What’s so funny?” Emily suddenly asked from behind him.

He blushed deeply, keeping his back to his sister. They only shared a mom, but still! He did not want her to see his raging boner.

He willed it to go down, but nothing.

“Nothing, I just saw something funny.” He said truthfully.

“What was it,” Emily asked also busy trimming the red and green-veined plants.

“You know, it’s hard to explain.” He started chuckling, not sure why he felt so giddy in the situation. “I think going to skip eating tonight.”

“Hey now! Oi, don’t keep walking. Hey! Don’t think you can worm yourself out of the massage! Look at me.”

Tim freaked, it would be hard to hide it from her.

Luckily just then, he got to a fork in the path and he stepped behind a bush, hiding his big erection.

Emily was angry, her eyes a fiery passion.

“Chillax, little sis. I won’t worm out of it. But be sure to get your cute but back to the room by 7 if you want me to give you the massage.” Tim said looking down at the bobbing crotch of his pants.

“Okay, I’ll be there- hey! Stop looking down so much.” Emily said puffing her cheeks.

Tim just couldn’t take her seriously when she did that. She looked beyond cute.

His cock throbbed harder.

Oi, hey now… He willed himself not to respond like that to his sister’s cute puffed-up cheeks.

It throbbed again.

Tim shook his.

“Just be there!”

With that, he turned and walked off briskly.

As he got to the middle close to the eating area, he was about to go to his and Emily’s room, when Yumi came from the side.

Time gasped and quickly sat down at the table. Trying desperately to stay calm and keep his crotch hidden below the table.

Unlike normal, Yumi didn’t go sit on the other side.

No, she came around the table to Tim.

He was sweating bullets.

Then she sat her cute ass on the side of it propping herself up.

“You like doing rounds with my sister, don’t you?” She asked sweetly.

“Uh, yeah. She is fun to work with.”

“Fun?” Yumi said with a little smile on her face. “Why fun?”

“You know, she has a certain energy about her? I feel at ease in her presence. ” Tim said sincerely, but he couldn’t help but keep the more sexy side of her out of his mind.

“Oh. She seems to like your ‘energy’ as well.” Yumi said smirking.

Tim’s leg was twitching by then. He sat there not knowing what was up or down with her at the moment.

“Get… I mean, is there a point to this, conversation?”

Yumi actually blushed then, and the Japanese chick got all fidgety then, right until she sighed deeply and stood back up.

“I left you a little present in the bathroom on my pink hamper.” She whispered in his ear.

Then as she walked off, she stopped and pulled her skirt up on side of her leg until Tim was completely sure she was not messing about, she had no panties on under her skirt. Though he didn’t see her pussy, the way she lifted it left no doubt in his mind.

She sat down at the far edge of the eating area as more girls filtered in.

It was not all of them, since April had started to rotate herself and some of the other girls to study and tend to the more nocturnal plants.

Still, Tim sat there nervous as his steel-hard cock still bobbed about under the table.

Then he looked at Emily as Escort Diyarbakır she brought bowls of the red and green-veined plant leaves and plopped them on the tables.

Tim was about to stand up and say it was not so good idea when he remembered his state.

He stayed quiet. Watching the girls eat the leaves.

The first symptom was quite visible as each of the girls got a sudden flush to their cheeks. And the girls with a cleavage? Well… Tim could just stare as the flush coloured the tops of their breasts.

But then he wondered what the secondary effect would be on women.

He scratched his chin as he pondered the fact.

Then he saw. One by one their nipples started making hard points through their clothes.

It was then that Emily jumped up gasping.

“Oh my gosh! Okay… um, Tim. Can you go finish your dinner in the room? I’ll be there in a short bit.” She said, her own nipples making points in her shirt.

Tim briefly glanced at them, before he decided it was the best opportunity to slip away as most of the girls seemed preoccupied.

He jumped up and could hear a single gasp before he dipped.

As he got to the room, he went to the bathroom and it took literally 10 minutes for him to take a pee as he had to push down the steel pipe that was his cock. It hadn’t gone down for one second for the last half an hour.

Then his eyes flashed down to the two hampers of Sayuri and Yumi, on them both was a pair of panties.

He was so flustered by everything, he hardly noticed that the panties on the pink hamper were blue panties and the panties on the blue hamper were pink.

He didn’t think, he grabbed the ones on the pink hamper, remembering Yumi’s words, she left them for him to find. If he had been more clear-headed, he might have thought the colours weird, but he wasn’t clear-headed.

There was a really big wet spot on the crotch of the blue panties.

He brought it to his lips and tasted it with the tip of his tongue.

The taste of horny girl pussy assaulted his senses. He licked the crotch with the broad length of his tongue.

His steel-hard cock leaked precum. He was tasting Yumi’s delicious.

Just, he wasn’t.

Then he took the pink panties from Sayuri’s hamper and started rubbing that wet crotch under his cock head.

She had already told him to cum in her panties. So he was going to cum in them again.

He just didn’t realize last time they were blue and the pink wasn’t matching their colour theme.

Tim just grunted and groaned as he jerked off with the pink panties while licking up the slimy wetness from the crotch of the blue panties.

Finally, with a groan he filled the pink panties with sperm, the crotch was covered with his white spend. But it continued past normal amounts as more and more sperm flowed into the fabric.

Finally, his orgasm ebbed and he tentatively put the panties back where he found them.

The pink ones, now with a lot of cum in them, he placed on Sayuri’s hamper. And the blue ones he licked, he placed on Yumi’s hamper.

Then he stuck his still iron-hard cock back in his shorts.

Just as he got to the door of Emily’s side, there was a knock from Sayuri and Yumi’s side.

“Come in, I’m finished,” Tim said.

Sayuri stuck her head in.

Then she smiled.

“Had fun?” She asked huskily.

Tim just nodded, a little embarrassed.

Just then Sayuri looked towards the hamper.

It was clear as day, the pink panties on her hamper were absolutely drenched in sperm. While the other one was pristine.

“Oh! Goody!” the girl beamed.

Tim felt a little awkward, so he slipped out of the bathroom, not at all seeing Sayuri switching the panties.

He missed that detail.

Tim was nervous. Never before after an orgasm did he stay that hard. He felt like he hadn’t cum at all.

To top it all off, Emily wanted a massage…

Tim looked around, he had to find some way to hide the grand erection in his shorts.

Just as he heard the door open, he grabbed a towel folding it over his left forearm and letting it hang in front of his throbbing crotch.

Emily entered, looking more than a little flushed.

Tim’s eyes naturally dropped to her breasts.

The tips of her nipples clearly still protruding under her shirt.

“Hey, Tim. Sorry for the rush to get you to leave earlier, something a little bit… urgent came up.” Emily said, playing with her hair somewhat nervously. “Anyway, I’m quickly going to get ready. So, I hope you’ve stretched your fingers, Tim. I need a good massage after today.”

“Yeah… I’m as ready as I’m probably going to get.” Tim said just as his half-sister entered the bathroom.

A short while later, Emily emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. Her bra straps were still there over her bare shoulders.

It wasn’t strange for him to see her that way, as she often walked down the hall like that back home.

Problem was, she didn’t go back to her wardrobe, instead, she plopped down on the big bed laying on her belly as she deftly undid her towel.

Tim suddenly coughed wildly as his spit went into his airways when he sucked in a sudden gasp.

“You okay?” Emily asked sincerely.

Tim could just nod as he regained his breath.

There was Emily in a lace underwear set, with a bra and boyshorts.

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Quinn

I could hear the annoying buzz of my cell phone ringing. It was off in the background, somewhere that wasn’t within an arm’s reach of me. Somewhere where I wasn’t tempted to stop what I was doing and pick it up.

I thought that I might have heard it earlier, but the grinder was too loud for me to be sure. This time, with no equipment making noise, I could hear it loud and clear. The phone was charging over on a work bench, plugged into the only free outlet on the bench, but like before, I still didn’t feel the need to answer it. If it was someone that really needed me, they would call the shop phone. And normally, it was the only line that ever rang.

Twenty, maybe thirty minutes later I could hear the ringing once again, a third time. I would have continued to let it do so, but I was in the middle of swapping acetylene tanks, and Bruce started barking. So, if I ever planned on answering it, now would be the time.

Like I had said, my cell phone rarely rang. Only my closet friends, my family, and a limited number of business clients had the number, so when it rang for the third time, I decided to pick it up.

“Hey.” I said in a not so friendly voice when I answered. Even though I lived in an area that the caller referred to as the “Boonies”, I did have caller I.D., and I recognized the name and number on the screen. It was my brother, my older brother, and he seldom called me, in fact it had been a couple of years, but I wasn’t keeping track, because when he did call, he usually needed sometime.

Before you get the wrong idea, it’s not for money. It’s never about money.

My older brother Daniel lives in Connecticut and commutes into New York City three or four times a week. He also keeps a penthouse there because, “It’s the only place in the world to make the big bucks, baby brother.” Yeah, Daniel loved to point out how much he made, and by comparison, how little I did. So, the things that he generally needed, were things that he and his money couldn’t buy, or as it turned out this time, it was for a thing that he wanted to rent. That thing was me.

“Robby. Baby brother, how are you kid?”

“I’m good Danny.” He hated being called Danny more than I hated the name Robby.

“Great. Happy to hear it. You still stompin in shit and livin’ in hillbilly heaven?” He had always loved throwing petty jabs my way.

“Yep.”

“I told you buddy, come work for me. You’ll never get dirty another day in your life. Bright lights. Big city. You get your ass to my penthouse downtown and you’ll be rollin in it. I promise.”

I wanted to tell him that I liked getting dirty. I’ve always been told that dirty hands equal clean money, and if that is actually the case, all of my brother’s money is dirty, because his hands have never been anything but clean.

My brother Daniel had always been my parents Golden Child, and he had no idea what a hard day of work meant. My welding and fabrication business did very well. It paid for my property. A nice car. A nicer truck. A boat for my days off and a few other toys. I owed very little and what I did owe was just to keep a positive credit score. If things didn’t work out, I had a fairly good nest egg to fall back on, but neither my brother or parents cared, nor did they want to know anything about it, so I answered the way he wanted me to.

“Maybe someday.”

“You always say that. And you know you’re not getting any younger little brother.”

“I’m twenty-six. Remind me again how old you are.” This was my shot at him, and I knew that it hurt.

“Oh, screw you.” He is almost forty-one. Our parents had us some fourteen years apart. I was always told that I was a mistake. “I may be older, but I’m wiser and way more handsome.”

“Says who?”

“Every single broad on Wall Street.”

“Broad? Nice. I suppose that all your women like it when you call them that?” Daniel snorted out a laugh when I questioned the pet names he used for his women.

“Well, the last one certainly didn’t.” He assured me.

“Wonder why?”

“Okay. Enough shitting on me. You still living at the same old place?” I had a nasty feeling that he had done something wrong and was planning on staying with me so that he could hide out or until things cooled down. It had happened before, and it wasn’t pretty.

“Maybe.”

“Robby, stop pissing around. I mean the one on the lake. The big place on the water. Are you still there?”

“Yes, I still live at the same place. Where the hell did you think I planned on moving to?” Daniel had been to my house a few times, but he stayed away simply because he hated it. He hated the water. He hated the food, and he hated the people, and all because he hated being out of the “money” lifestyle of New York City.

“Perfect. Look baby brother, I need a favor.” There it was, the big freakin surprise. Gift wrapped and delivered just like I knew it would be. I didn’t say anything, I just waited in silence for him to continue. “You still there? Robby? Come on man, you know that I never ask unless I really need…”

“What is it?” Trying Didim Escort to sound as impatient as I could.

“See, that wasn’t so hard. No need to be a prick about it.” Daniel cleared his throat and changed his tone. He either wanted to be more, “big brothery” or he wanted to give me the “Wall St.” sales pitch when he told me what he needed. “Look Rob, it’s Quinn. She and Mary, well they had a falling out. A big one, and Quinn’s sorta been staying with me for the past few months, and I hate to say it, but she really fucking hates me too. She won’t go back to live with Mary, and she can’t stay here. I know that summer’s coming up and you get really busy, but can you do me a solid? Let her come down and hang out on that stupid porch swing you have. Maybe you can teach her to fish or something.” He chuckled. Trying to break the ice and smooth things over and all I could think was that of all the things he remembered about my house, it was only the swing that he mentioned.

“Come on Danny, I can’t babysit a ten-year-old all summer. I just don’t have the time for that kinda bullshit. Sorry, I can’t do it.” I told in outright. No sense delaying the news

“She doesn’t need babysitting, and she’ll be nineteen in October. Rob, I need you on this one.”

What? The last time I remember seeing my niece, she was in grade school with a face full of braces. Thinking back, the last time I saw Quinn, Daniel and Mary were still a couple. One big unhappy family.

“Nah, I don’t think that it’s a good idea. You’ll have…”

“Listen to me Rob. I’ll be screwed if you say no. Do this and I’ll never ask you for another thing. My new girlfriend is threatening to leave me if I don’t do something. I love this one. She’s a keeper. And not only is she my girlfriend, she’s also one of my biggest clients.” Just like that, he proved once again how shitty of a person he was. “Look at your e-mail account. I just transferred fifty grand to you. Password is “Help”. Do what you want with it, but for the love of god Robby, help me out.”

I thought about it. He wanted to be rid of his only child so badly that he was willing or should I say desperate to pay for it. In my mind I knew it was wrong, but to hell with it, $50,000 was a lot of cash in my world.

How hard would or could it be to have my niece stay with me a while? My brother loved to brag about how much he had, and now he just proved it. Instead of relying on a family member to help him out, he was going to buy his way out of whatever mess he had on his hands. He was willing to get rid of his own daughter to keep a client / girlfriend happy. That was always the way with him, so I was going to accept his gift, but I kept him waiting.

“Send her down to Florida to see Jim and Carol. I’m sure that her grandparents would love to have her stay at their place. Mom and dad have that spare room.”

“No. No goddamn way. And whatever you do, for the love of God, don’t mention that she’s coming to stay with you.” Daniel seemed genuinely upset.

“That’s if she does come and stay. And when do you think was the last time that they called me?” I reminded him.

“She is coming, and I don’t care if she hates it, just don’t say a fucking word to mom and dad.” He was almost shouting at this point.

“Why?”

“Because…just don’t. You know that they would be upset if they found out.” His voice had softened somewhat.

“For how long?” I knew that I was giving too much slack and was letting him off the hook.

“I don’t know. You know how girls are. Maybe she’ll want to stay a month or so, or she might want to come back in a couple of weeks. She’ll get bored and will probably reconcile with her crazy bitch mother. So, I’m guessing a month, maybe two. Tops.”

“When?” There it was, I gave in to the money. I was about to sell my soul for $50,000.

“She lands in St Louis at six.” Looks like my big brother knew me too well, and assumed I’d say yes.

“Tonight?” I asked, shocked.

“Yeah, tonight.” He chuckled.

“What the hell Danny, you mean she’s already on a plane?”

“Yeah, I think so. Well, I mean I didn’t drive her. I had a car service drop her at the airport. You got fifty grand in the bank, send someone to pick her up.”

“What a fuckin asshole you are. You know it’s almost a four-hour drive to the airport you prick. How the hell will I even recognize her? It’s been more than…Jesus Christ. You’re such a dick. Send me a picture of her.”

I pushed the end button and shook my head. No matter how I played it, I was going to be late.

My shower only added 15 minutes more to how late I was going to be, but it was a necessary evil. Luckily, the highway traffic wasn’t that bad, so I was making pretty good time. When I saw the signage for Lambert International Airport, I looked at my phone to check the time. The screen screamed 6:42pm, and I still had a couple of miles to go.

With any luck, her flight had been delayed.

Not so much. I slipped into one of the 15-minute pick-up parking spots at arrivals and ran inside. The monitor told Didim Escort Bayan me that Quinn’s flight was not only on time, the fucking thing, had also arrived 15-minutes early. I was more than an hour late, and she was nowhere in sight.

I cursed my brother for being an asshole, and to top it off, he still hadn’t sent any pictures to me yet. I wasn’t very good at the guessing game, so I looked around and tried to spot all the single girls that might fit the age bill.

The first 3 girls that I approached and called Quinn looked like they wanted to slap me or call security.

There I was, a single guy, approaching young girls, speaking expletives under my breath when said that they weren’t who I wanted, yeah it was not cool.

After I had run out of girls to try, I was frantic. I looked around and saw that the terminal had emptied.

I called Daniel, and believe it or not, he didn’t answer, but he did send a picture. No one, not a single person in the arrival area looked like her. I spoke with security and showed them the photo. They both just shook their heads. According to them, no one had gone by that had even remotely looked like her.

Defeated, I walked outside and started toward my truck. Maybe she hadn’t gotten on her flight. Maybe she had got a ride to my place when I hadn’t shown up on time.

I was in the middle of texting Daniel to ask for her phone number when I looked at my phone and stopped dead in my tracks. Looking at the picture Daniel sent, I did a double take. Turning my head, then my body, I gritted my teeth and walked over to the only girl in the area. She had long dirty blonde hair, was wearing a big green New York Jets hoodie, cut off white jean shorts and green All Stars sneakers. I would have been surprised if it “wasn’t” Quinn. The girl in front of me definitely resembled the picture. Holding the phone up, I stared at the screen for a few seconds. It was her. At least I thought so, so I took the chance.

“Really, you plan on watching me do that all night?” My words tasted like venom as they dripped out of me.

“No. I planned on stopping when it no longer amused me.” She grinned when she said it.

Quinn was sitting on a pair of oversized Louis Vuitton suitcases and was holding a backpack in her lap. Gone were the braces of childhood. Apparently, the only thing in her mouth nowadays, was sarcasm. She instantly reminded me of her father. Yeah, we didn’t get off on the right foot.

Bending over, I lifted up her baggage, giving her no choice but to stand up along with it. Not waiting for her to follow, I made my way to the parking area with her bags in tow.

“Nice truck.” She said when I put her luggage in the back of it. This was surely another jab at me.

“I’m sure that you see lots of trucks in Connecticut.”

“Nothing like this. This one looks special. I can assure you that much.” Yep, it was a shot.

It was the beginning of our verbal jousting.

By the time we got to the I-44, I was grinding my teeth. We hadn’t introduced ourselves. I hadn’t even asked her if she was Quinn. She may have been some runaway or hitch hiker for all I knew, and since we got in the truck, we had only spoken at about the truck.

“I’m Rob, by the way.”

She turned in her seat, cocked her perfectly groomed eyebrow, and looked at me like she was preparing for battle.

“Who the hell else would you be? Do you think that I would just jump into a truck with anyone? Any stranger that said hello? I’m not some kind of psycho. Jesus, how long has it been since you’ve been out of the woods?” Yes, she was her father’s child.

“Too long. And to be honest, I wish that I was still there.” I wished I hadn’t said that after I had. So I tried to change the subject. “The last time I saw you when you were like…ten, maybe eleven. You remember me from way back then? Because I don’t remember you looking like this.” My hand making a wave that encompassed her body.

Making a “what a fucking asshole you are” face, my passenger held up her arm and turned her phone so that I could see what was on the screen. It showed a picture of me. Then she scrolled it and showed me the homepage from my shop that had another picture attached. “You know, you’re not so bad looking. Maybe even boarding on the handsome side of things.” She said as she thumbed through the pictures of me on her phone. “Way better looking than dad. We must get our good looks from grandma’s side of the family.” We? Yep, she’s definitely Daniel’s daughter. “Plus, Rob, you’re not that old, you should know how this kind of technology works. You could have got a bunch of pics of me off Facebook.”

“Yeah, well only if I had known that you…” Stopping saved me from having to apologize later.

After that, our ride was silent. It more than likely would have stayed that way, until my stomach growled, and I realized that I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast.

“Are you hungry?” I asked my new house guest.

“Not overly. I mean, I’ll eat, but I need to pee way more than I need anything else. How Escort Didim far are we from your place?”

“About three hours, maybe less.”

“Maybe less? Like what, two hours-forty-five minutes less? How come it’s such a long drive, where the hell do you live?” She was on the edge of her seat.

“Branson.”

“Branson? Branson like on the border of Arkansas, Branson? Shit, I thought my father was joking.”

“Same one. And I’ve never known him to be a funny person.” I was slipping in a few shots of my own.

“Why the hell would anyone want to live there? You must have heard the jokes, or least the banjos. I mean, I was joking when I asked about the woods, but now I’m not so sure.”

“You shouldn’t judge so quickly, and yeah, I’ve heard them both, but I still love my place. The people are kind and unjudgmental, unlike those from the east coast.” I told her.

A blast of air shot out of her in a huff. She wasn’t happy, but that made two of us.

Taking the exit ramp in Lebanon, I turned right and waved my arm at the large sign showing all of the eateries that sat a short drive away from us. It didn’t take much time for her to choose. I was hoping for a burger but at her request, i pulled up to the front window of the Sushi House.

“You gotta park this thing so close? Now everyone will know what we drive, Robby.” The shots just kept coming.

“Well, Quinny. This truck costs more than most BMW’s and it can do way more work. I don’t need for it to look pretty when it earns me money, so you should be nicer to it, especially if you plan on driving it. Okay, Quinny?”

“You think that bothers me? I think you calling me Quinny is a term of endearment. Plus, I never plan on driving this or any other vehicle for that matter, so I really couldn’t care less what it costs.”

Unhooking my seatbelt, I turned to get a better look at her.

“You don’t drive?”

“You know where I live don’t you? There are cabs everywhere and I have UBER at my fingertips, so no Uncle Rob, I don’t drive. No one my age drives in the city.” She over emphasized the “don’t drive” for my benefit.

“Pity, you don’t know what kind of freedom that you are missing out on. But I guess you and all of your privileged friends don’t enjoy a good road trip.” I got out of the truck and headed inside. She was ignoring me until she looked back at the truck.

“Hey, Uncle Robby, what about my luggage?” She asked in an alarmed tone.

“Do you need it? Are you planning on changing into some dinner clothes?”

“No, but I don’t want some idiot wearing my stuff either.” She was concerned.

“Believe me, it’s safe.”

In the restaurant, Quinn sat with one eye glued on my truck, and the other eyeing her food. Apparently, she was cautious about how sushi was made in Missouri. Maybe there was some kind of rice and tuna conspiracy that the rest of the world didn’t know about.

The sushi impressed me. It isn’t something that I normally have, but it wasn’t bad. Quinn gave it a grade of “passable” and scolded me when I tried to pack up the leftovers.

“Eeew. Are you poor or something? Honestly, no one ever brings home leftovers when they eat sushi.”

“Then why did you order so much?” I asked.

“Tell me that you’ve never heard the word “variety”?” Those fingers in the air doing quotations, pissed me off even more than her words.

This was going to be a long couple of weeks. The struggle for me was going to be not arguing with her and trying to avoid confrontation. I knew it was going to be tough.

The rest of the drive home was mostly silent. Apparently, for the moment, we had both tired from arguing.

Quinn watched every twist and turn in the road until darkness only allowed her to see what was in front of us. Even then, she watched in amazement as things that she had probably never seen before passed us by.

Pulling off the last paved road, I followed my stone covered laneway, and found that darkness had covered the entire yard. Leaving in such a rush, I had neglected to turn on any of the outdoor or indoor lights, so with a moonless midnight hour knocking on the door, it was pitch black out, with the exception of lights that were triggered by motion sensors.

Pointing the truck so that the headlights illuminated the veranda, Quinn didn’t wait and proceeded to open the door. Stepping out of the truck in a rush was her first mistake.

When Quinn’s foot hit the gravel, a loud bark was followed by a horrific scream that filled the night air. A scream that more than likely scared the shit out of every living thing on the waterfront.

“Bruce, down.” I yelled.

“What? Oh, my god. Jesus Christ. What in the shit is that thing?” I could hear trebling in her voice.

“You’re not that young, you should know what a dog is.” Clearly a point for me.

When she realized that Bruce wasn’t going to have her as his next meal, she turned to me. I could see in her eyes that she was going to leave the truck alone, and now start picking on my dog.

“Where do you have to go to buy a dog like that, hell? Is he one of those devil dogs?” Bruce has close-cropped ears and the wide face that comes with most Cane Corso’s, which made him look, well, the word “evil” seems to work. He had his face pressed to her leg, and very near her crotch. He was smelling our new guest.

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(Note to readers I’ve decided to just change Iset’s name to Isis. I prefer it that way.)

(Secondary note the poem at the end of the chapter is actually from the Chester Beatty Papyri)

Pharaoh closed the door of his chamber behind him.

“Alone at last.” He said with a smile creasing the skin around tired eyes.

Sitamun smiled back, her body warmed by the alcohol, she felt more relaxed, her skin tingling.

“At last.” She echoed.

Amenhotep walked towards her, circling her appreciatively.

“You look very beautiful tonight.” He breathed as he raised a hand to caress her shoulder. “So smooth, so slender.”

“I am glad I please you, Pharaoh.” She said as she dipped her head and looked up at him, leaning into his hand and pressing her cheek towards him.

“Now you are the King’s Great Wife. How do you feel?”

“I am honoured to have such a rare gift bestowed upon myself.”

He looks down at her sweet face, her inexperience and nerves obvious as she avoids his gaze. “Speak freely with me, daughter. You are my equal now.”

“I.. I am nervous, Father. I want to please you, but I don’t know how..”

Pharaoh pressed himself to his daughter so she could feel the heat of his body against her.

“Divine. You are divine, a God’s Wife, my wife. You have royal blood, pure blood of the greatest dynasty Khemi has ever seen. We shall be one together and I shall be rejuvenated. Trust me, I won’t hurt you. You please me very much.” He said as he thrust his erection against the flat of her belly.

She shivered with anticipation and allowed herself to relax as he rubbed himself against her, he feels so familiar and yet so foreign. For so many nights she has dreamt of this moment, she is completely ready to give herself to him and yet she cannot contain her nerves, she had always imagined herself as being more confident, but she shies away from his gaze and closes her eyes, allowing his hands to roam over her body, exploring her slender arms, slipping her robes from her shoulders, feeling her skin exposed to the cool air, her nipples harden and goose bumps freckle her flesh.

Amenhotep absorbs the sight of her, her long graceful neck leaning to the side as he laves his tongue over her dark skin, tasting the salt of her sweat, he nibbles her jaw and takes her full lips into his mouth and sucks them, slipping his tongue into her mouth and forcing it inside while her tongue tentatively responds.

Sitamun feels her slit swelling and opens her legs instinctively as Amenhotep slips his hands down over her breasts and between her legs, greedily touching her all over as quickly as he can. She feels his cock swelling even more, looking down she sees it like a tent pole from under his shendyt.

Amenhotep pushes her back towards the bed, as her knees hit the back she automatically sits down, he takes off his clothes, his cock jutting out. He tugs at her robe grinning as he reveals her flat belly and shaven mound, she leans back and spreads her legs for him.

“Let me give you my love, my youth and my devotion, Pharaoh.” She whispers as she parts her lips, beautiful black skin spreading to reveal her swollen, slick, pink slit.

“Oh Sita..” He gasps as he leans over her, angling his cock to his daughters opening. “Yesss…..” Amenhotep can feel her hot wetness on the tip of his cock, and thrusts himself inwards.

Sitamun cries out as she feels his thickness spreading her pussy, a sharp sting of pleasure and pain as he fills her virgin hole, coupled with complete joy and fulfillment as Pharaoh consummates the marriage, she feels like his wife, she is a woman, and in this moment he is hers. There is no one else in the world but them.

Her Father begins to thrust himself in and out of her, she can smell the alcohol on his breath and the musk of spices and perfume. His stubble grazes her chin as he kisses her and forces his tongue into her mouth. Amenhotep caresses her breasts as he speeds up and drives himself deeper into her, losing himself in the feeling of her tightness around him, he hears his balls slapping her ass, her little hands grip him harder, her nails digging into his back as she mews and moans beneath him.

“Oh.. oh.. mmm… mmn. Yes..”

“Sitamun.. Sitamun.. Sita… unghh.” He groans as he finishes inside her.

The daughter and wife of a King she thought to herself with satisfaction. An impeccable bloodline.

~

Isis walked slowly down the cool polished halls of alabaster, as she made her way through the palace she ran her fingertips along the walls, tracing the pictures of ibis wings and the bodies of her ancestors who stood beside her, frozen in time, immortal in their names and stories chiselled into stone.

The guards was standing outside her chamber, they bowed their heads and opened the door for her, revealing Didim Escort Nedjem, her maid, sitting and waiting for her in her bedroom, nervously fiddling with her hands.

“My lady are you alright? Your dress!” Ned exclaimed, standing up from the golden armchair and rushing over to the princess.

“Silence your worries, Nedjem. I am perfectly well, just a little sandy. I went for a swim. No questions tonight, please. Tomorrow I will speak of it.”

Nedjem walked over obediently and began to attend to her lady, taking off her kalasiris and removing her soiled wig.

“How was the feast, Ned?” Isis asked wearily as her maid began to prepare water for her bath.

“Good, Nebeti, but your mother was angry. Be warned. She was expecting you to entertain the Mitanni prince and the Babylonian ambassador.”

“Oops. How angry was she? How prepared do I need to be?”

“Some grovelling wouldn’t go amiss. Prince Amenhotep saved the day, he hosted the guests and they all seemed charmed by him.” Nedjem reassured.

“How was Sita?” Isis asked curiously.

“She seemed well. Pharaoh retired to his chamber with your sister not long before you returned.”

“And Dhjuti?” Isis asked as she enjoyed the sensations of Nedjem washing off the dust and grime from her excursions with cool floral water.

“He came looking for you, he asked after you, but I knew not where you had gone.”

“I would see him now. Dress me in something appropriate, Ned.”

“Of course, my lady.”

–

Isis knocked at Djhutmose’s door, but there was no answer.

Isis nodded to the drowsy guards that she would enter and they opened the doors to make way for her and then closed it again behind her.

Dhjutmose was asleep, slumped on his chair where he had been sat waiting. Isis walked over to her brother and looked at him. He looked young, boyish even as he slept with his long thin lashes and smooth brown skin. His lips looked full and soft, and kissable. For a moment Isis thought about kissing him, and as she thought about it she longed to do it more and more. She caressed his hand.

He did not stir.

Isis lent down, heart fluttering and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, her heart pounding in her chest, feeling warm and giddy, electric shocks sparking from where his skin had touched hers.

She stood again, smiling to herself. He had not moved.

Isis waited a little while, thinking to herself. Djhuti, as the oldest of the full blood royals, had always taken care of his siblings. He had always held their hands when they were children, he always made sure they were safe. Once he had saved Isis from drowning in the Nile, when she was only a little girl, it was something she had not thought of for a long time, but if it weren’t for Djutmose she may not have lived to this day. How strange life is that such a short moment can make such a big difference. Of course her brother would surely have forgotten it, there were so many times he had protected his family, as the eldest it was just a part of daily life, but Isis hadn’t forgotten how his arms felt wrapped around her when he brought her back to the shore. She loved Sita, and all her sisters, but she was always compared to them. It wasn’t the same.

After a moment of watching the soft steady rise and fall of his chest, listening to the breath of his ka, she woke him gently with a nudge and a whisper.

“Dhjuti.”

He did not wake.

“Dhjuti.” she sang.

The prince began to stir.

“Hmm?” he mumbled.

“It is I, Isis. Wake up, Dhjuti.”

“Isis?” he sat up, bleary eyed.

“Sorry I’m late.” she whispered.

“No, no, it’s fine.”

He was more awake now, sitting up straight, eyes clearing.

“Where were you tonight? I sought you out, but no one could say where you had gone, not even your maids.”

“I left the palace and let the river caress my body.”

“Isis!” he exclaimed. “You should be careful, you know nothing of the dangers of Thebes. There are many dark forces in our lands, foreigners, evil men, people who would harm a woman even as beautiful as yourself. What would I have done if you had gotten hurt? You cannot be replaced!”

“Hush, Dhjuti, I am well.”

“What am I going to do with you?” he chided affectionately.

“Sit and listen.” she said.

He merely smiled at her insolence. “The dream?”

“Yes. Netjer Isis lifted her veil in my dreams, she sent me another vision. I was a babe, a child in her arms, she placed the ankh in my mouth and I breathed it in becoming one with the goddess. I saw through her eyes. She guided me to sit on her throne, but as I went to sit upon it I was surrounded by blood, all over the floor. Neter Osiris lay dead at my feet, I tried to put him back together, but there was a piece missing.”

“As in the story?” Dhjutmose Didim Escort Bayan interrupted.

“Yes, exactly. I did not know the spells of resurrection. Then I heard the voice of Atum, he told me to find all the pieces of his soul and that only I could guide him back from the dead. An uraeus spiralled around me, a coiled serpent like Apep devouring his own tail, pure gold and rising around me in a disc of golden light, and then the blood from the ground poured into me, seeping into my own skin and I was rejuvenated. Netjer Isis told me I have the power to make a man Pharaoh, she said I will be wife and mother to the gods. On my throat were the two stars of morning and evening, Tioumoutiri and Ouaiti, glistening with light. I kissed Osiris, his body now bound together in linen, the taste of blood was in my mouth and a golden light slipped from my lips as though I breathed my ka, my own soul into his body. Then when I walked back to the throne, you were sitting there, green skinned. You thanked me, and told me to follow my dreams.” Isis finished. “So what do you think?”

Dhjutmose sat pensively, humming to himself and scratching his chin.

“This is a powerful dream, indeed. What do you think it means, Isis? What did you learn from the priestesses in the temple? They have been teaching you to unravel the visions, have they not?”

“Yes, although I have not yet had the chance to tell the high priestess, but I think some danger comes your way Djhuti. It’s a warning.”

“But in the dream you save me, Isis. I will be safe when I am at your side. That message is clear, no?”

“Dhjuti, dreams are not always as they seem. Do not disregard the dangers… you mean too much to me.

“Oh, ibib.” He smiled. “Em hotep, you have nothing to fear.”

Emboldened by her admission, he decided to share his own feelings, and his own plans for the future.

“If I know anything in this world, it is that you and I will be together always. Lady Isis shows us that truth.”

“I suppose you could interpret the symbols that way. I was Isis and you were green skinned upon the throne like Osiris, brother and sister together.”

“You are destined to be by my side, Isis.” he declared.

“What?”

“Yes. I am certain of it. I have been named Prince Regent, it will not be long until I sit on the golden throne, and when I do I desire to call you ‘sister’.” He spoke firmly, passionately, but between his words was a question, an uncertainty.

Isis was quiet but her cheeks were flushed, her belly warm with pleasure. To call someone ‘sister’ in Egypt was to call someone your wife. She understood that Djhutmose could and would likely claim her as his Great Wife when he took the throne, since she was the eldest unmarried daughter of the Pharaoh who could solidify his claim, but she also understood that by voicing his desired he placed himself at her mercy. He was telling her that it was more than duty to him, that he loved her, and he was asking her to love him.

He placed a hand on her cheek and brushed a stray braid behind her ear, his face lit by a boyish and bashful smile.

“Would that please you, sister?”

“Yes, Djhuti.” She replied shyly.

“It must be no great surprise to you. We were destined for this, for we, even among our own kind are the most godlike. It cannot be denied. You are divinity incarnate, there is magic that flows in your veins, your mien one of unquestionable nobility.”

“I have always loved you, Djhuti. Don’t you know that? I would be honoured to call you ‘brother’ and beloved.”

“Do you mean what you say, sweet Isis?”

“Yes, by my name and all the parts of my soul, I speak no lies.”

“Let me tell you a poem I have long recited secretly in my heart,

The one, the sister without peer,

The handsomest of all!

She looks like the rising morning star

At the start of a happy year.

Shining bright, fair of skin,

Lovely the look of her eyes,

Sweet the speech of her lips,

Beauty and blood of my kin.

Upright neck, shining breast,

Hair true lapis lazuli;

Arms surpassing gold,

Fingers like lotus buds,

Heavy thighs, narrow waist,

Her legs parade her beauty;

With graceful steps she treads the ground,

Captures my heart by her movements.

She causes all men’s necks

To turn about to see her;

Joy has he whom she embraces,

He is like the first of men!

When she steps outside she seems like that, the Sun.

For me, and in my heart I know,

That she is my only One.”

A single tear of joy crept out of the corner of her eye and slipped down her cheek.

“It is beautiful, Dhjuti, as are you. I have secretly longed for you, yearned for you in my heart. I had always hoped that perhaps we would sit side by side Escort Didim together, my arm around your waist, for you to be the river I drink from, for yours to be the firmament I rest myself underneath as I close my eyes at night. With you I know I will always be happy.”

“The goddess Isis has shown us, I will take the throne with your help. We will be happy, and we will be together. We will love each other and fill the palace with fat, happy children.” He smiled, his big warm smile, relieved that she shared his feelings and innermost thoughts. “Come, sit by me sister.”

Isis sat beside him on the cushioned seat, nestling into him as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

“But what could the blood mean, Djhuti?”

“I don’t know, perhaps the High Priestess would know. It does remind me of something though…”

“What?”

“You remember the story I told you? Before the first dynasty they used to kill the Divine King when he lost his strength.”

“Yes, you said that the ancient Pharaohs were human incarnations of divinity, and that their strength reflected the strength of the land and the people, and if their strength failed them then they would have to be released from their bodies, lest their feebleness curse the land of Egypt. You told me the first Heb Sed was a ritual killing of the Pharaoh by the priests of the Jackal.” Isis recited.

“Well remembered. I have found, in the north, ancient texts hidden under the sands during construction of the new temples detailing the process. You see, the God King’s life is bound with the lives of the people and the land he rules, which is why he must be protected at all costs, but no matter how well protected he is, as a mortal he will grow old and die. What catastrophes will befall the land if this is allowed to happen? The danger is formidable and there is only, or was only one way to divert it. The man-god must be killed as soon as his powers begin to fail and his soul must be transferred to a vigorous successor to ensure the fruitfulness and abundance of life of the people and their land.”

“And that’s why they ate him?” Isis asked, remembering the gruesome tale.

“Exactly.” Djhutmose nodded gravely. “But the priests grew too powerful, which is to be expected if they consumed the flesh of a god. It became common for the priests of the Jackal to command the Pharaoh to die, whenever they chose, and the Pharaoh had to obey.”

“No!” Isis was shocked and disgusted.

“Oh yes.” said Djhutmose solemnly. “And he always obeyed, can you imagine? Those with the blood of the Gods walked to their death, obeying the priests that were beneath them, until one day in the Old Kingdom one Pharaoh ignored the command and entered the Golden Temple with his soldiers, putting the priests to the sword.”

“Quite right.” Isis nodded, satisfied.

“And so eventually the Heb Sed ritual changed and the Pharaoh ‘rejuvenated himself’ instead, even though it’s just a deception.”

“So now,” Isis mused, “Our father uses the power of youth, beauty and priestesses to restore his vigour. Sitamun’s innocence is his sacrifice.”

“I hadn’t thought of it that way, but it’s true that priestesses have practiced ancient sex rites for fertility and restoration in the past…And in your dreams you had powers of rejeneration, in your dreams you could use magic.”

“Yes…But I don’t know how to use it yet, I am not yet a full priestess of the temple. The rites of passage have changed, the ones you speak of are over a thousand years old.”

“Old magic is the most potent… But if you could, if you had that power, think of what Egypt could be. Isis, I believe the Goddess has sent you these signs for a reason. In the desert, the ancient writing said you can capture the soul of the dying God, as it floats out of his nostrils. If you do that, you absorb his power. Do you think you could do that? You are a woman, you take in, you can hold things within. Women are the best vessels.”

“What are you saying?” Isis asked suddenly suspicious of his intentions.

“I-I’m just thinking…” Djhutmose said defensively. “Of the dream. Of us. Of power. Isis is sending you a message we do not yet understand.”

“Would you kill him?” asked Isis directly, her eyes boring into him.

“I didn’t suggest..”

“Because we could, if you wanted.” She interrupted. “Nothing could stand in our way.” Isis stood up from the chair, moved in front of Djhutmose put her hand on his chest, pushed him back hard and straddled him before kissing him and sucking his bottom lip.

She whispered in his ear.

“I’ll put you on the throne.”

Before he could react she had gotten up, grinned at him devilishly and was already halfway out the door, while he was left with tingling lips and a raging erection.

*Notes for this chapter on the Ancient Egyptian language.

(I will stop repeating the Gods that have already come before)

Shendyt – Egyptian skirt/loincloth

Kalasiris – An ancient Egyptian women’s long linen dress

Netjer – Goddess

Neter – God

Ibib – beloved

Em hotep – peace

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Author’s note: Please read the first two chapters before reading this to get the backroad story.

Middle Age Fun With Friends- Ch. 03

After this occurrence, things changed very little in the Smith household. Tiffany didn’t inform Scott that her mother had witnessed them having sex and knew of their video voyeurism, and Pam couldn’t bring herself to tell her husband Dan what had happened, afraid of upsetting what she felt was a good situation. They decided to keep it between the two of them for the time being.

When Tiffany’s boyfriend was over for a visit a few days later, she and Pam both noticed him being much more attentive to the voluptuous mom than he previously had. Pam aggravated the situation as her style of dress had changed and she was showing more skin than she had in the past.

Of course, Pam also looked at him a bit differently but kept it to herself. Her mind went back to the vision of his young thick cock sliding in and out of her daughter’s tender pussy. “Stop it Pam”, she thought to herself. “Jesus, he’s half your age”.

The next weekend, Pam and Dan had yet another fuck party with their four friends, again filming some of the cum filled fun. Pam couldn’t help but think of Tiffany as she was laying across Ethan’s stomach taking his big cock almost down to the root as she looked directly into the camera. Between his spit covered shaft and the housewife’s big spongy tits, the viewfinder was full.

Once again, Ethan groaned and Pam felt his penis stiffen, rewarding her with a pulsing wad of creamy cum in the back of her throat. She pulled off his deflating prick after a few more sucks and showed the mouthful of goo to the camera before swallowing it with a smile.

The camera then swung over to the left to see her husband Dan’s cock splitting her best friend Shawna in half as her red fringed twat clung to his slimy shaft. The sight of his busty wife swallowing Ethan’s thick jizz sent Dan over the edge and his fat prick began to pump a big load into Shawna’s swollen pussy, pushing out around the base of his shaft into her matted red bush. He slowly pulled out his oozing shaft as Shawna ran her fingers up her slimy slit to her swollen clit and smiled for the camera.

Suddenly her husband Matt appeared in the scene, rubbing his hard cock up and down her slit before shoving it in Shawna’s steaming hole long enough to add another sticky wad to her pussy. He then pulled his prick out and immediately replaced it with his tongue as his wife grabbed him by the hair and squirmed in ecstasy. Rita was filming and she moved in to catch every gooey detail as Shawna came hard in Matt’s mouth.

Later on, as the evening drew to an end, the three couples parted ways and returned home exhausted and satisfied. A few days later, with Dan working a double shift, Pam, feeling the heat building between her legs again, decided to relax with her vibrator while she watched the latest video escapade.

As she rummaged through her bikini drawer to the DVDs, she noticed an unmarked DVD in the small stack. Curious, she placed it in the DVD player and laid back on the bed with just a pair of skimpy panties on. The scene that came on the screen was a bit of a shock. It was her daughter and boyfriend on Tiffany’s bed, both naked, obviously watching the TV in her room.

The camera angle appeared to be coming from just under the TV, so Pam couldn’t see the screen, but she could tell by the moans in the soundtrack that it was one of her DVDs that they were watching. She had a perfect view of the bed as Tiffany stretched her lips around Scott fat cock head and began to give him a very sloppy blow job while he worked his fingers in and out of her creaming pussy. Tiffany looked right at the camera she did this.

The big titted mother watched as her daughter tried her best to force Scott’s penis down her throat, her drool running down his shaft to his churning balls as she gagged a few times on his thick fuck stick. Pam could feel her pussy soaking her panties and she peeled them off, quickly grabbing the vibrator and going to work on her clit.

She watched for several minutes, leisurely working the toy up and down her swollen pussy lips and clit while she massaged her creamy tits with her free hand. Tiffany was now slowly sliding up and down on Scott’s wet dick much as she had done when her mom had peeked on them from the hallway. Pam’s eyes were drawn to his incredibly hard meat as her daughter’s pussy lips drug up and down on it.

In the middle of her ministrations, Pam didn’t hear her daughter come home. Tiffany, hearing the soundtrack from the TV, slowly opened the bedroom door and saw her busty naked mother with her legs splayed out, practically burying the vibrator in her pussy. Suddenly, their eyes met, and Pam got a look of panic on her face. Tiffany started to laugh a little bit as she caught a view of the TV screen. “See something you like, mom?”

Pam stuttered, “Tiffany, oh my God, I, I”….

“Mom, Didim Escort don’t worry about it, you know, I put that DVD in your drawer for you, it seemed only fair”, Tiffany said with a laugh. “Scott doesn’t know anything about it. He doesn’t even know I recorded us fucking.”

Looking back at the screen, Pam’s daughter laughed and said, “Actually if you don’t mind, I think I might join you”, as she quickly stripped off her clothes and hopped on the bed beside her shocked mother.

Tiffany’s fingers immediately went to her pussy and began to work their magic on her quickly forming wetness as she watched the screen. At this point Scott was shooting his first load up her tight pussy.

“Scott’s really got a nice cock, doesn’t he?”, she asked Pam.

Her mom hesitated for a few seconds, watching the pulsing slick meat and cum load slide out of her daughter’s young snatch onscreen and softly said “Yeah, that really is nice”, as she very slowly, almost subconsciously started to move the vibrator again on her distended vaginal lips.

Tiffany noticed the movement and said “Mom, don’t let me stop you, I don’t think I’m gonna last very long here myself.”

With that, the two big titted blondes really went at it and within a couple of minutes they both came hard on the bed. As they calmed down, Pam laughed and said “I think I’m going to have to change these sheets “.

Tiffany chimed in, “yeah, I’m soaked over here”.

As they paused and watched the TV for a little longer, out of nowhere, Tiffany softly said “Mom, Scott wants to fuck you”. Pam looked over incredulously at her as Tiffany stated “and I want him to. I’m not sure he has the nerve to make a move on you but I know you are a fantasy fuck for him”.

They sat in silence for a bit and then Pam said, “I don’t know Tiffany, I’m not going to cheat behind your fathers back. Regardless of what you may think, what we do with the others is not the same, and besides, Scott’s half my age….”

“Actually less than half….what if we could talk dad into it?”, Tiffany smirked.

“I am doubting that”, her mother said. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes narrowing, and said, “but if we could, boy, Scott does have a nice thick cock….”

“I know he stretches me out” Tiffany laughed, “I still can’t get that thing down my throat though.”

“Maybe I can help you with that”, Pam said with a slight smile.

That following week, the busty mom and daughter duo schemed a way they thought might work, but after several ideas fell flat, they were on the verge of giving up. They finally arrived at a solution, but it involved the ultimate taboo. In order for Scott fuck Pam, Tiffany was going to have to have sex with her father…..

Pam was dead set against this idea at first but Tiffany was insistent. “It’s the only way this is going to work”, she said. “Besides, you know, you weren’t the only one Scott and I were watching on those DVDs. Dad’s quite the hunk.” Pam couldn’t argue there, Dan was still in great shape and was blessed with a nice thick cock. She was still very apprehensive about the scheme, not sure about a lot of aspects of it, but she thought of Scott’s lean youthful body with that mouthwatering prick again, and it propelled her on.

When Saturday rolled around the plan was set into motion. Pam had sucked Dan almost to the point of cumming for a couple of days, and he was at the bursting point, thinking they were going to another orgy at Matt and Shawna’s house. Instead, Pam told him that plans had changed, and they were spending the evening at home in the hot tub. Dan wasn’t disappointed at all, but he was definitely ready for some relief. Pam had also upped the ante by slipping him a bit of Viagra in his drink before they made their way out to the patio.

Dan had his bathing suit on and Pam had put on her skimpiest bikini, barely covering her huge tits and hairy mound. As they settled into the bubbly water, Dan could already feel his suit starting to strain with the sight of his almost naked wife.

After a few minutes of flirting and caressing, Pam escalated the situation by untying her top, freeing her spectacular tits to the evening air. She then straddled Dan with her wet nipples at mouth level and Dan hungrily dove in, sucking the luscious melons one at a time while Pam squirmed on his now rock-hard cock.

Tiffany had also primed Scott up by denying him sex all week. She had promised to make it up to him on the weekend. At 19, he too was ready to explode. She had told him her parents were out and they would have the house and hot tub to themselves. The teens had changed into their suits at Scott’s parent’s house before leaving.

They arrived and made their way through Tiffany’s house to the patio laughing and grabbing some illicit mixed drinks from her parent’s liquor cabinet on the way. Scott couldn’t help letting his hands roam around Tiffany’s lush body as she mixed the drinks and he quickly downed Didim Escort Bayan the first one inside before she mixed him another.

Once they reached the patio and the sight of her dad sucking her mom’s tits, Tiffany paused for a few seconds, letting Scott get a good look. She then cleared her throat and a topless Pam feigned surprise, jumping off Dan and sinking into the seat. Without her top restraining them though, her big tits just floated at the surface, giving Scott a fleshy eyeful.

“Mind if we join you?”, Tiffany purred.

Pam, trying to act awkward as she looked over at her top laying on the deck, replied,” Yes, well I guess so”. She then eyed Scott’s lean form, her hungry gaze coming to rest on his bulging swim trunks.

At this point, Scott was feeling very self-conscious as his cock was rapidly filling his shorts, and the sight of Pam’s wet, bobbing tits wasn’t helping. He rather hurriedly climbed in and sat down with a sheepish grin, taking a long deep gulp from his drink as a distraction.

Tiffany on the other hand took her time slowly taking her coverup off. If Pam’s bikini was skimpy, Tiffany’s was almost obscene. The top was two tiny triangles that barely covered her hardening nipples, and the bottom was nothing more than a G-string. Her firm tits were spilling out all over and her creamy ass was completely bare. Even the triangle in front did a poor job of concealing her trimmed muff.

Dan and Scott both knew they were in trouble with uncontrollable erections below the water level. Tiffany slinked down into the tub between Scott and her dad, taking her own sweet time sliding down to her seat.

Tiffany looked over at her mom and smiled. “Did we interrupt anything, or do you always leave your top on the deck?”

“Well, we thought we were alone” Pam replied, trying not to smile mischievously as she looked at Scott again.

Scott sat nervously watching Pam’s huge jugs bobbing in the water, his cock reaching full length in his suit. He was unaware that Tiffany had also spiked his drinks with a small dose of Viagra. Pam stared straight back at him and locked eyes with him for a moment as she very slowly moved her melons just a little farther out of the water so Scott could get a good up-close look at her large pink nipples. Scott squirmed uncomfortably, his throbbing prick straining in his suit, begging for release. His mouth was dry and he took another long draw from his glass.

Tiffany smiled at her mom again, “Well it looks like tops are optional tonight” as she stood up und untied the tiny strings, baring her smooth glistening tits before very slowly sitting back down, her upturned puffy nipples just breaking the water’s surface.

As Dan sat between the two topless gals, his gaze shifted back and forth between their wet tits, his raging hard on poking out of the waist band on his suit, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum into the swirling water. Two days of blowjob edging, a secret dose of Viagra, and now sucking on Pam’s luscious tits had left him in an almost animal state. The gals had planned this trap well.

He knew he shouldn’t look at his daughter this way, but just as his willpower started to take control, he felt a small hand on the head of his cock. He could tell by the direction it came from that it wasn’t Pam’s.

“What are you…” Dan weakly said….

“Dad just go with it, it’s ok” Tiffany softly said as she moved over and covered his mouth with hers. Dan sank back as her tongue softly invaded his lips, her firm tits pressing against his chest. As Dan’s hand involuntarily slipped around Tiffany’s back to her smooth bare ass cheek, his resistance melted. Her hand struggled to free his straining cock from his suit and Dan rose up almost subconsciously to help her ease the suit down his legs. Tiffany quickly wrapped her small hand around his shaft and began to slowly jack him off under the turbulent water.

On the other side of the tub, a similar scene was playing out as Pam moved over and began to make out with a shocked Scott. He could smell the intoxicating perfume on her neck as she moved in close. She could feel him trembling almost uncontrollably as his hands came in contact with her huge soft tits. Her hand wandered down his firm abs to his very stretched bathing suit. His cock was caught with the end of it sticking out of his leg hole. Pam trailed her fingers around the spongy head. “Stand up, sweetheart” Pam whispered in his ear as she nibbled on it.

As Scott stood up, Pam dropped to her knees in the tub and slowly worked his bathing suit down and over his cock, which immediately sprang up and hit Pam in the face. Wasting no time, the housewife looked up at Scott, wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and began to slowly jack and lick the end of his knob which was oozing from an overload of seminal fluid in his swollen balls. Scott almost dropped to his knees at the sensation, but Pam gently eased him back so he could sit on the edge Escort Didim of the hot tub.

Meanwhile, Tiffany was standing up with her dad on the other side of the tub, completely naked now after peeling her thong down. His big thick prick was trapped down under her soft furry mound as she pressed her tits against his chest and sucked on his tongue. She eased him backwards to the edge of the tub so she could access his engorged shaft, which sprung up to his navel as they parted, slinging a string of sticky seminal fluid from her muff almost up to her tits.

As he reclined back, she plunged her mouth down over his penis as far as she could go, gagging herself for several seconds in the process. Drawing back up, the saliva she had generated slid down his prick to her fist around the base of his aching shaft. Using this for lube, she sucked and jacked his cock, working him towards orgasm.

Stunned by the surreal situation, Dan almost forgot about his wife and what she would think but when he looked over across the tub, she had sucked Scotts big cock all the way down her throat and was using her tongue to lick his balls.

Scott was making whimpering sounds as Pam slurped up and down and used the swallowing muscles in her throat to milk the end of his shaft. It wasn’t long at all before Pam felt Scott’s cock stiffen even more as he managed to get out a breathless “Oh God Mrs. Smith, I’m cum….” before the first huge salty wad of sperm hit the back of Pam’s throat. She let out a moan as spurt after spurt was injected into her mouth. Pam had become quite adept at swallowing cum but she was quite impressed with the size of Scott’s sticky load. It filled her mouth to the point of overflowing around his cock, down her chin onto her tits.

Meanwhile Tiffany was facing a challenge of her own with her dad’s slick meat in her mouth. All the edging from the last few days had built up a huge load of cum and Dan could no longer hold back as groaned intensely and blasted a giant wad into his horny daughter’s sucking mouth.

She immediately coughed and gagged, pulling up for a second, only to plunge her lips back over his cock head and take several more spurts in her mouth. Gagging again she pulled up for another second with her dad’s cum hanging in ropes out of her mouth and down her chin. Determined this time, she overcame her gag reflex, took a deep breath, and popped the fat slimy head back into her mouth.

Dan looked down to see his jizz running down his shaft as his teen daughter continued to fist and suck until he was drained. She looked up at him grinning, her mascara running down her cheeks, with her lips and chin a cum plastered mess.

After a minute of gooey kisses and tongue sucking, Dan recovered and almost immediately picked Tiffany up with his hands around her waist and sat her on the edge of the tub, reclining her back so he could access her young sweet pussy with his tongue. He dove in immediately, licking her cunt lips and sucking her swollen clit as he inserted three fingers into her and began to massage the roof of her soaking vagina.

With Dan’s expert technique and Tiffany’s agitated state, she didn’t last much longer than her father had. Soon the teen was shuddering and squirting in Dan’s mouth from her first g-spot orgasm as she cried out in pleasure. He continued to lick and suck until she reluctantly had to push his head away from her overstimulated clit.

Scott wasn’t having quite as much luck with Pam as he was just not as experienced as Dan at oral sex. He did manage to get Pam quite messy with her fluids but couldn’t quite get her to orgasm. The wanton housewife looked down and could see that Scott’s ripe cock was already back at full attention and knew what she wanted to do.

She climbed up out of the tub leading him by the hand over to one of the chaise lounges on the patio. Climbing on to the lounger on all fours with her ass in the air and her tits hanging below, she looked back at her daughter’s boyfriend and purred “fuck me Scott”.

The youth moved up behind her with his big cock in hand as Pam split her pussy lips with her fingers, showing him the pink inner depths. Scott eased the big spongy head into her slimy hole as they both moaned in unison. As the teen began to move his cock in and out, he looked down between her silky-smooth ass cheeks to watch her pussy cling to his gooey shaft, the lips and tendrils of blonde hair following his motion.

Like almost all normal guys his age, he had fantasized about his girlfriend’s mom for quite some time when he started dating Tiffany but had never dreamed that it would ever come to fruition. As he picked up speed, his hips began to smack the hot mother’s ass, the impact of it bouncing her tits all over underneath her in a rhythmic motion. Scott reached his hands under her and groped both hanging melons as they continued to fuck.

After a few minutes of moaning and rutting, Pam rolled over on her back with her legs spread wide and Scott plunged deeply into her overheated snatch, his balls grinding into her ass as his cock bottomed out in her stretched pussy. Pam’s huge jugs rolled around on her chest like two big bowls of Jell-O as she moaned and worked her creaming cunt around his straining cock.

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After a few months, my wife started to notice my desire to fuck her dwindling. Not knowing that I was getting my dick drained on the regular by Whitley, our 18 year old daughter, she decided we needed a date night to “bring back the love” as she put it. Of course, I had no choice but to agree lest she became seriously suspicious and decides to keep a closer eye on me.

So here I am dressed in a midnight blue button down dress shirt and steel grey slacks waiting, in the kitchen enjoying a beer, for my wife to finish getting ready for our date. Whitley walks through the kitchen to the laundry room, laundry basket in hand. Hearing the hair dryer just turning on upstairs, signaling my wife is going to be a bit longer, I decide to occupy my time with our daughters sweet teen pussy. Setting my beer down, I follow my daughters tight ass, a lecherous grin forming on my mouth.

“Hey Daddy, thought you and mom were going on a date tonight.” Whitley says as she spots me standing in the doorway, throwing a little pout over her shoulder. Her plump panty covered ass cheeks peek out from under her large sleep shirt as she bends over to grab her clothes from the dryer and transfer them to her basket.

“She is still getting ready but yea, the date is happening tonight.” I sigh as I lean against the door frame, not taking my eyes off her thick perky ass as it plays peek-a-boo.

Whitley wasn’t happy with me right now. She had been sulking and pouty ever since her mom had told her no to a trip to Cabo that a bunch of seniors were taking for spring break. I didn’t fight my wifes decision. Obviously, I didn’t want to go that long without my daughters luscious pussy or tight ass. Maybe that made me greedy but at this point I really didn’t care.

“Well, maybe while you guys are out, I could invite a friend over. I think Jason would be more than happy to keep me company.” She says with a cute little scowl on her face.

At the mention of the teen boy that lives just a few blocks from our house, I straighten from the door. “There will be no boys in this house when we are not here.” I reply firmly.

“But I’m going to be so bored while you guys are out tonight.” Whitley whines with a stomp of her foot as she continues unloading her clothes.

“Don’t be sulky, baby girl. That attitude won’t win you any favors. You listen to me, do as I say, and that tight little pussy is mine to fuck, only mine.” Another reason I didn’t want her going on that trip, teen boys sniffing around my daughters juicy ass.

I walk up behind her, thrusting myself against her Didim Escort ass, shoving my hands under her shirt to roughly paw at her 34C braless tits. Kissing along her silky smooth neck, I pluck and twist her nipples until they become hard little nubs in my hands.

“Jesus, you are so fucking hot, baby girl.” I mutter against her neck as I grind against her, voice hoarse and ragged with the desire to be buried in her tight snatch again.

“You need something Daddy?” Whitley asks petulantly with a moan as she pushes her ample tits more firmly in to my hands, her thick ass grinding back on my cock. The subject of Jason quickly forgotten.

“You know what Daddy needs, baby girl.” I murmur against her neck. Quickly spinning her around, I shove her to her knees as I unzip my slacks and pull out my 8 inch Daddy dick. Grabbing my length at the base with one hand, clenching a handful of her hair in the other, I swiftly shove it in to her waiting mouth. “We need to make this quick. Get Daddy hard, baby girl. Get that Daddy dick nice and hard so I can fuck your sweet pussy before I leave.”

Cupping her chin while still clenching her hair in my other hand, I watch as my daughter expertly swallows my rapidly hardening cock. Her hands grasp my ass as her plump lips stretch to take all of my 8 inch cock down her teen throat. She looks up at me while she takes me in from tip to root and back. The seal she has on my cock breaks when she smirks up at me.

“Rub your pussy for Daddy. Show Daddy how you play with that naughty little pussy.” I growl as I continue my assault on her mouth, my nutsack hitting her chin with every thrust as she takes my now steel hard length to the hilt every time. Whitleys small hand quickly slip her panties to the side, exposing her perfect hairless snatch to the cool air. She dips her fingers between her lips and collects the moisture on her fingers. She pulls her fingers up to her clit and starts making small circles. I feel her moan around my cock from the pleasure. Her delicate fingers deftly manipulate that small bundle of nerves as she continues slurping on my fat monster cock.

“Yea fuck yea baby girl, just like that, get it nice and wet. Mmhmm, what a good little cock hungry bitch. Being Daddys good little cock sucking slut.” I pant out as I slowly thrust my long thick shaft down her teen throat, making her hold it deep before slowly pulling out only to do it all over again. I use her mouth in the most brutal way possible, making her gag on her own drool and tears. I barely allow her any air before I drive Didim Escort Bayan back in, over and over. The sensations richochet through my body, all seeming to coalesce at the base of my cock, as I pound in to her beautiful plump mouth.

Unbuttoning my slacks, I let them slide down my legs as I thrust my hands in to Whitleys short hair. I haul her to her feet before grasping her under the thighs and hoisting her on to the top of the dryer. Whitley leans back on her elbows and spreads her legs wide as I push her shirt up her chest, feasting on her now uncovered tits. Grabbing a handful in one hand, biting and sucking at the hard nipple of the other. Leaning back, I reach between our bodies, shove her little pink panties to the side and slap my thick precum dripping cock against her hard little clit.

“You gonna be Daddys good little baby girl? You gonna take every inch of this Daddy dick, huh?” I hiss between clenched teeth as I continue abusing her clit. Whitley lets out a little whimper with every slap of my cock head against her heated center. She is as hungry for my dick to be buried inside her tight channel as I am.

“Uh-huh, yea Daddy, I’m your good baby girl. Please fuck me Daddy. Fill my little pussy with that hard fucking Daddy dick.” Whitley moans, breathless and panting, her legs spread wide before me. She looks up at me with lust and I see the same look on my own face, reflected in her beautiful green eyes.

Biting deep in to my bottom lip, I watch my thick shaft slowly penetrate her glistening pink slit to the hilt. My head falls back, just letting myself feel her slickness, her heat, her walls clenching around my length. Hooking her legs over my arms, I clench her thick hips in my hands, as I slowly withdraw my ridged dick almost completely from her juicy teen cunt before slamming back in as hard as I can, her fleshy tits jiggling from the impact. Staying firmly pressed against her, I swivel my hips before slowly dragging my length from her again, letting her feel every ridge of my cock as it leaves her grasping cunt.

“You like being Daddy’s little slut, don’t you? Tell Daddy you like his cock fucking your wet little pussy, baby girl.” I clench my jaw as her gasps and moans sing through my body straight to my thick veiny shaft while I mercilessly slam in and out of her thick soft teen body.

“Yes, Daddy, I love being your dirty little slut, love you fucking my pussy. Fuck my tight pussy harder, please, Daddy!” She moans while pinching her erect nipples, head thrown back.

“Oh fuck yea, baby, take Escort Didim that Daddy cock. Such a good little bitch, taking all my hard cock.” I groan as I continue hammering her pussy, getting deeper and thrusting harder.

“Oh god, your cock is so deep. Yea, yea, fuck me, Daddy, fuck me harder.” She moans continuously, gyrating her hips faster with her head thrown back in ecstasy. I watch in complete fascination as she undulates before me, tits swaying from side to side as she takes more and more of my cock willingly inside her pussy. Whitley reaches down and rubs her hardened clit vigorously as I continue to ram her pussy.

“Come on, little slut, rub that clit. Make yourself cum on my dick. Cum all over my dick, you slutty little bitch.” I hiss as I fuck her teen pussy faster and harder, a grunt leaving my throat with every thrust of my dick.

“Daddy oh fuck yea Daddy, I’m cumming. Oh god, it’s so good!” Whitley starts to moan loudly before I cover her mouth with my hand. Her orgasm rips through her thick teen body, twisting and writhing uncontrollably, pussy clenching around my cock even tighter, fresh liquid coating my length.

I am so fucking close, so close, so close. Her tight cunt squeezes me like a vice, my balls heavy with desire to release. Flashes of light dance before my eyes as my climax starts to build, a tingling sensation moving through my body.

As the familiar tingle gathering at the base of my spine becomes all consuming, I slam into her with all my strength, raising her ass off the dryer with every brutal thrust. Quickly pulling my angry red cock from her pussy, I start jacking it with the head pressed right against her clit.

“Oh fuck, ooooh fuck yea, baby girl, Daddys cumming. I’m cumming all over that pretty little cunt.” I grunt breathlessly as my nutsack draws tight, thick ropes of gooey cum rocket from my pulsing cock. Euphoria swims though my veins as I bite and suck at her plump lips, painting her cunt with my jizz.

“Shit!” I grunt and jerk the last few drops out over her swollen abused snatch. I lay with my forehead pressed against her heaving tits, gathering my breath and strength before standing to my full height.

“Maybe I can talk to your mom about Cabo tonight.” I state reluctantly as I pull my slacks up and tuck my shirt back in. Straightening my appearance as best I can.

“Mmm that’s ok, Daddy. It’s not important anymore.” Whitley mumbles in a daze, eyes unfocused, breath coming in little pants, tits trembling.

“Bryce, honey, where are you? I’m ready to go.” Janice calls out just as I finish zipping my pants over my now limp cock. With one more quick kiss to my 18 year old daughters abused lips as she lays limp on the dryer, my cum drying between her legs, I whisper on my way out the door.

“That’s Daddy’s good little baby girl.”

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SAYING GOODBYE

Mum said proudly, “Well, Judy, you have served us well for your contracted six months, so you have earned your release. All pet conditions are now satisfied. Watch while I delete all of your videos, as we agreed.”

Mum picked up the remote control for the TV, connected it to the media server, pulled up the folder containing all of the videos we had taken with Judy in them and deleted the folder.

“Thank you,” Judy replied. “It has been an honour and a pleasure to serve your family.”

Ellen went over to her and gave Judy a big hug and said, “You have been so wonderful. We’ll miss you.”

“Aw, I’ll miss you too, Ellen. You’ve been so good to me. I loved being your pet.”

Mum then said, “Of course, Judy, you are always welcome back as a visitor. We’d like that.”

“Oh, I didn’t expect that. I think I’d like to, after a while, to readjust to not being your pet.” Judy kissed Mum, then me, then my sister Ellen. She said, “Goodbye, all,” and left via the pet dressing room for the last time.

Ellen piped up, “Wow, we’re without a pet now. Whatever will we do?”

I replied, “Well, we still have each other, of course, silly.”

Mum said, “Yes, it’s not like we’re desperate without a pet. After all, pets are here for only a few hours a week. I’ve had my feelers out for a new pet, so it might not take too long to find our next one.”

“I’ve always been satisfied with your choices, Mum,” I said. “Hey, when is the new chair coming?”

“It should be here soon.”

“Cool, I can’t wait!” exclaimed Ellen.

FINDING A NEW PET

The next day, Mum came home and called us into the lounge room. “Girls, I think I’ve found our next pet,” she said excitedly. We squealed and asked her for details.

“I met Julie at the gym a few weeks ago and admired her gorgeous, fit body and pretty face. I smiled at her a lot and then introduced myself. We talked a bit while on the treadmills next to each other.

“When we went to the showers together, I had to stare at her and grin. She smiled back. I was soaping myself, so I was bold and started rubbing my breasts. When she kept looking, I got audacious and pulled my nipples into hardness.

“She gasped and got embarrassed and looked away, but I could tell she liked it, so I figured she was lesbian, or at least curious.”

“Wow, that’s hot, Mum,” Ellen said.

“Yes. She turned me on so much, I went to the toilet after I had dried off and rubbed my pussy and came.”

I asked, “So did you see her again?”

“Oh yes, I’ve seen her several times since. I kept talking with her and flirting, although not as outrageously as the first shower time. Yesterday, I asked her for lunch. She told me she couldn’t because she is a senior manager for a big IT services firm, but she agreed to meet me after work for a drink.

“I got there before she did, and was sipping my gin and tonic, when I saw her come in, looking very professional and still gorgeous. She collapsed into the chair next to me. ‘Hard day?’ I asked.

“‘Oh, just the usual mania, Yvonne.’ She flagged down the server, a cute young woman, and ordered a double scotch.

“‘I see,’ I said. The server came back, and I got a good look down her cleavage as she set down Julie’s drink. ‘She’s nice looking,’ I said to Julie after she walked away.

“‘Yes, I suppose,’ Julie replied, sounding tired.

“We talked for a while, and after Julie had drunk a second double scotch, she relaxed. I put my hand on hers, and I told her that I thought she was beautiful. She smiled and said, ‘I think you are too.’ I squeezed her hand while looking at her, and she squeezed it back.

“I said, ‘I’d like to go out with you sometime if you’re not attached. Would you like that?’

“Julie hesitated a moment and then said, ‘Yes, I’d like that very much.’

“So we decided to go out this Saturday night. I hope the chair arrives before then.” We all giggled, knowing what that meant.

THE CHAIR

As it turned out, the chair arrived the next morning. We had the two delivery guys carry it downstairs to our basement, put it where we wanted it and unpack it. They cursed and swore because it was bulky and heavy, but they did it. Mum tipped them well for their trouble.

The basement is nicely decorated, with a large screen TV on the wall opposite the new chair and a sofa next to the chair, also facing the TV. At the other end of the room, there is a breakfast table and four chairs.

I found the manual and read it cover-to-cover several times. I spent a good hour connecting and configuring it, and I tried all of the features, with Ellen as my guinea pig. There were a few adjustments to make, but we were delighted to have it now.

Now to test it on Mum. We called her down and told her to sit in the chair. The seat of the chair is narrow in its starting position, so the person sitting in it naturally puts their arms upon the arms of the chair, which Mum did. I tested the features on her, and as with Ellen, they worked just as advertised.

“Oh, Mum. This Çeşme Escort is going to be so fantastic. So much easier to use, and with the direct video feeds, so much better quality,” I said.

Mum replied, “Yes, I think this will be well worth the investment. Now can you release me, please?”

I looked at Ellen and asked, “Do you think I should?” Mum glared at me. “Just kidding, Mum,” I giggled as I pressed the release button on the remote control.

Mum stood up and said, “This will be wonderful!” Ellen and I nodded in agreement.

Over the next few days, Ellen and I played with our new toy, testing to make sure it would work when the time comes. We played cum denial games, taking turns teasing each other to the edge, keeping the other there for a long time, until finally relenting and giving the other a massive cum.

BAITING THE TRAP

Finally, Saturday came around, and we teased Mum about her first date with Julie. “Now, Mum, you have to make sure she comes home with you and spends the night, so dress sluttily,” I said.

“Oh, Fran, I’m not a slut!” Mum replied. Ellen and I just stared at her until all three of us burst out laughing. “Okay, I am, but I don’t like to look like one.”

We argued about her outfits and decided on a longish skirt with a slit up one side to show a peek of her leg when she walked. For the top, a lovely silk blouse with deep cleavage, and a covering jacket to look more demure, until it came off, of course.

Now for the perfume – Seduction, of course. It always seems to work, well it does on me anyway. Whenever Mum sprays it on herself, I want to throw her down on the bed and have my way with her. Ah, but she’s not mine tonight.

“Be back before midnight,” I admonished Mum cheekily as she walked out the door.

“Hopefully, well before that, if I’m lucky,” she answered.

“If we’re lucky,” Ellen said with a huge grin.

ALONE AND EXCITED

Mum left, and Ellen and I were alone. I looked at her and asked, “Your room or mine?”

“Yours. Mine is messy.”

“Like always.”

We scampered to my room and stripped off, as usual. We did rock/paper/scissors to decide who licks first. She won and chose to be licked.

Ellen laid down on the bed and grinned, saying, “Well, what are you waiting for?”

I looked over my sister’s lovely body for the umpteenth time. I admired her larger breasts. Mine are tiny by comparison – mere A cups.

I laid beside her and ran my hands over her body. She stretched out, anticipating the pleasure that I had given her so many times before. I teased her legs up and down, and she parted them slightly in response.

My fingers traced the inside of her thigh, and she hissed. I moved up, but bypassed her pussy. “Oh, you bitch!” she cackled. I smiled at her.

“All in due time, little sis.”

My fingers wandered over her stomach and around her breasts. I teased close to her nipples but not touching the nipples, but I saw them harden anyway. I closed my fingers on them very gently.

“Ahhh, Fran, you nasty girl, you tease me.”

“And you love it, Ellen,” I replied, smiling at her.

I pulled her nipples lightly, and she moaned. Then I started twisting them. “Ahhhh,” she gasped. I know she likes to have her pussy touched quickly, but I delayed and made her wait.

She cursed at me, but I ignored that and started licking a nipple while tweaking the other. “Damn you, Fran, you know I want my pussy rubbed. You’re making me so hot.”

“Yes, I know, Ellen. And you love it,” I growled.

I licked her nipples alternately, driving her crazy until I finally relented and slid a hand down onto her mound and pressed. “Ohhhhh yesssss,” she uttered.

My palm rubbed in circles over her clit, as my fingers found her lips. She was so wet already. I slipped a finger between them, and it found her pussy opening. Her legs flew open, and my finger slid all the way in easily.

“Mmmm, yes. Finger my pussy,” Ellen begged. I slid it in and out, feeling her tight pussy grip it. I put two fingers in, and wiggled and twisted inside her, as my palm kept pressing on her clit. She started dripping.

I pulled out my fingers and watched the drops of her juice run down them. I put them to my mouth and licked them off. “Yum, Ellen, I love the taste of your pussy. Would you like me to lick it?”

“Bloody hell, you know I would.”

“Say please.”

“Fuck you, Fran, just do it.”

I pulled away from her, and said, “Now, Ellen, that’s not going to get you what you want. Be nice. Say please, and now it’s pretty please.”

She pouted and said, “Pretty please, Fran, lick my pussy.”

“That’s better, little sis.”

I moved down, placing my face between her legs. I licked up and down her pussy lips then sucked on them. “Mmmm, so yummy,” I said. I then dived my tongue deep into her pussy and swirled it around.

“Ohhh yes Fran, you know what I like.”

I do indeed, so I proceeded to stab my tongue in and out hard and fast. When deep in, I could feel her pussy walls Çeşme Escort Bayan clamp down on my tongue. I spread her lips wide with my fingers so I could curl my tongue up onto her G spot.

“Oh, fuck, yes. Lick me there.”

I could feel her G spot harden under the tip of my tongue. I kept licking it slowly. Ellen was moaning continuously now. When her moans grew loud, I pulled out and sucked her clit hard, feeling it poke between my lips.

“Ahhhhh,” she blurted. My lips squeezed her clit, and my tongue flicked it. “Ohhhhhh.”

After a minute, I started lashing her clit hard and fast, pressing hard with the flat of my tongue. Ellen screamed and screamed as she came hard against my mouth, flooding my chin with her juice.

I kept licking until her body gave a massive shake and her scream almost deafened me. I then held my tongue inside her pussy again, feeling it clamp and release with her cumming.

After a minute, she stopped shaking and clamping. I pulled up next to her and kissed her. She kissed me back madly, licking her juice out of my mouth and off of my face.

“Okay, Fran, your turn now,” Ellen said, as she roughly flipped me onto my back. She wasted no time diving onto my pussy and licking away.

“Ohh, Ellen, wow, you don’t beat around the bush!”

“Of course not, Fran. I love licking your hairy pussy.” I giggled. After a minute of licking my pussy, she moved up and slid a leg under mine, and slammed into the scissor position. “Oh, fuck, Ellen!” I exclaimed.

“Yes, big sis, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.” She rubbed her pussy up and down onto mine, also reaching down and pinching my nipple. I started moaning, as my pussy ignited into flames.

“Oh yes, Ellen, fuck my pussy!” She did just that, moaning herself while thrusting hard and fast.

She screamed as she came again, and I followed soon after. “Ohhhhhh, yessss, Ellen.” She kept pumping, gradually slowing down, and then collapsed next to me. I kissed her passionately as I rubbed my hard clit, which was dripping from her cum, giving myself another cum.

I held her, and we dozed off.

MUM RETURNS

I woke up when the door slammed, but Ellen was still snoozing. Mum and Julie were giggling on the way in. They sounded tipsy. I noticed that my bedroom door was wide open, so if they walked by on the way to Mum’s bedroom, they’d see us. Nice, I thought, that would help for tomorrow morning.

I decided to roll away from Ellen and expose my whole body and pretend to be sleeping. I wanted Julie to have a good look at me on the way by. I got my wish in a minute.

“Aw, aren’t they sweet looking?” Mum whispered to Julie as they stopped at my door to look at our naked bodies.

“Oh. They, um, play with each other?” Julie asked Mum.

“Well, what do you think?” Mum said, giggling.

“I guess they do.”

“Like what you see?”

“Oh. Um,” Julie stammered.

“You do, don’t you? Well, you can see more of them in the morning. Right now, I need you in my bed. Come on.”

I heard them stumble down the hallway to Mum’s room and go in. As usual, when Mum has someone over, I didn’t hear her door click shut. I heard unzipping and giggling, then bodies falling into the bed.

I waited a few minutes, then woke Ellen. “What’s up?” she asked groggily.

“Mum and Julie are home, in her bed,” I whispered. “Let’s go look.” That woke Ellen up, and we tiptoed down the hall. Mum had considerately left the door ajar a few centimetres, just enough for us to peek in without letting Julie know we were watching.

Julie had her face planted in Mum’s pussy. Mum saw us through the open slit and smiled. She put one hand on Julie’s head to hold it in place. With the other, she pointed at me and then gestured like a camera, telling me to go to the command centre. Ellen stayed behind and watched.

Once in the command centre, I activated record mode and brought up cameras in Mum’s bedroom onto multiple screens. With the controls, I composed videos of Julie from behind, a side view showing her body with her boob hanging onto Mum’s thigh, a side close-up of her licking Mum’s pussy and a shot down from over Mum’s head, showing Mum’s boobs and the top of Julie’s head.

I also activated the hallway camera to watch Ellen peeking in. She was leaning against the wall on one arm, the other hand rubbing her pussy.

I was getting wet from watching all of this, and now that I had the cameras set, I could sit back and rub my own pussy and nipples to enjoy the view.

I saw Julie reach up with both hands and pull on Mum’s nipples as she licked. Mum moaned and cried, “Oh, Julie, yes, you wonderful pussy licker. Mmmmmm.” That inspired Julie to raise her head and to start licking Mum’s clit hard and fast. The side close-up camera had a perfect view.

“Ohhhh fuck yes, Julie. Lick my hard clit!” Mum yelled. Julie redoubled her licking and Mum soon screamed, “Ohhh Julie, you’re making me cummm!”

I glanced at the hallway camera, and I saw Ellen rubbing furiously and buckling Escort Çeşme her knees. I presumed she was cumming.

Mum’s screams continued for ages as Julie had no intention of stopping. “Ahhh, god, I’m cumming again. Oh, fuckkk!” Mum yelled.

Eventually, Julie stopped licking and looked up at Mum. Her face was perfectly framed over Mum’s body in the head-down shot. I had been rubbing my pussy idly while watching, but now I rubbed madly and came within seconds.

“That was awesome,” I said to myself.

“Yes, wasn’t it?” Ellen said to me. I jumped, not realising that she had left the hallway and was standing behind me. “It looks like we won’t have to give Julie any training in pussy licking.” We laughed hard.

Ellen sat next to me and slid a finger into my dripping pussy as we watched Mum get up and fling Julie onto her back. I returned the favour to Ellen, and we slowly fingered each other as we watched.

Mum walked over to a drawer and pulled out her big strap-on. Julie’s eyes went wide as she watched Mum putting it on. It wagged as Mum walked back to the bed, and Julie just gazed at it, mouth dropping open.

Mum climbed between Julie’s legs. I adjusted the head-down shot upwards and zoomed out a bit to show all of Mum. Mum reached down to feel Julie’s pussy and said, “Well, you got dripping wet yourself, licking me. What a good girl!”

I also zoomed out the side close-up a little, to show the full length of the strap-on as Mum placed its head between Julie’s pussy lips. I turned on the other side camera, zooming out to show full-length upper bodies.

Mum pushed in a few centimetres and started stroking in and out. She pulled out almost all the way, then back in, opening and closing Julie’s entrance with each stroke. I zoomed in to see that up close. “Ohhh, Yvonne, that’s heavenly,” Julie said.

“Just wait, my pretty,” Mum said, with a grin. Mum wet her thumb with Julie’s pussy juice and started rubbing her clit gently. With her other hand, she pinched and twisted her nipple.

“Oh, fuck!” Julie yelled.

“Oh, I will, my pretty, I will,” Mum said, but she kept the slow, shallow pumping with the strap-on along with rubbing the clit and pinching the nipple.

Julie was moaning steadily now, and finally blurted, “Fuck me, Yvonne, fuck me hard.”

“Oh, my pretty, do you want me to fuck you?” Mum teased.

“Yes, damn you, fuck me hard.”

“Tut, tut. Such language. Just for that, I’m going to hold off.”

“Ohhhh,” Julie groaned, as Mum refused to increase the speed or depth of her fucking. After another minute, Julie cried, “Oh, please!”

“Please what, my pretty?”

“Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!” Julie begged.

“Will you do anything we want?” Mum asked softly and sweetly.

“Yes, anything, just fuck me now.”

“Very well, my pretty.” Mum pressed in about halfway, adjusted her hips and pressed in most of the strap-on, making one final adjustment of her hips.

Then she took her hands and placed them on either side of Julie’s shoulders and leaned forward over her. “I will fuck you now, my pretty,” Mum said, as she started pounding Julie’s pussy hard, fast and deep.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Julie screamed.

Ellen started pumping my pussy with two fingers hard and fast, and I screamed along with Julie. I did the same with Ellen. Watching Mum fuck Julie with Ellen’s fingers in me made me so hot. I reached up and pinched a nipple with my free hand.

Mum thrust deep into Julie then took her thumb off her clit momentarily to turn on the vibration. It sounded like full speed, and Julie moaned, “Oh my god!” as Mum kept it pressed in deep then resumed rubbing her clit.

Ellen and I were dripping, and then I heard Ellen scream, “Ohhhh,” her pussy clamping down on my fingers as she came. She threw her head back and yelled over and over as I pumped her juice out of her.

Julie started moaning loudly, and Mum resumed pumping her pussy, slowly at first, then gradually increasing until she was fucking her madly. Julie screamed to wake the neighbours as she came hard. Ellen started pumping my pussy hard and fast, and I came hard along with Julie.

Mum stopped pumping and turned off the vibrator but kept deep in Julie. When I managed to open my eyes again, I saw Julie with her head rolling around, imagining her pussy clenching the strap-on that I had felt inside me before.

Ellen and I retrieved our fingers and offered them to each other to lick off. Mmmm, I love Ellen’s taste, and I know she loves mine too.

Mum pulled out of Julie, stood up and took off the strap-on. She then laid down, holding her and caressing her face gently. “You loved that, didn’t you, Julie?” she asked.

“Oh yes, Yvonne, that was wonderful.”

“And you want to be pleased, don’t you?”

“Yesss.”

“And you will be a good girl for us, won’t you?”

A slightly puzzled looked crossed her face, but she answered, “Yes.”

“Yes, what, my pretty?”

“I will be a good girl for you.” I could tell that she was wondering about the “us”, and whether the “you” was singular or plural. But she was in an ecstatic fog, so we had the video evidence of her admission.

“Very well. Let’s get some sleep, and have more adventures in the morning.” With that, they cuddled and quickly fell asleep.

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“Mmmm, what a great way to learn your sexual skills,” I whispered.

Maddi smiled and said “Oh it was indeed. We could hook up with any sister, I spent many nights in other sisters’ beds, between their thighs, licking them to ecstasy, then having them do the same to me. Saturday night was orgy night, with all the toys and hot bodies available. On my first orgy Saturday, my first fuck was Paige, she fucked me with a 9-inch strap-on, then it was my turn to fuck her, she was a sweet fuck, so noisy, so hot and wet and she came like crazy as I rammed her, fuck that was so hot. Before I graduated, I’d had hot steamy sex with every sister, many times, it was amazing.”

I felt the heat between my thighs, and I cooed, “69 Maddi, I want to 69 you.”

Maddi purred, “Oh yes baby, let’s lick each other.”

Misty cooed, “That sounds so hot, Sam baby, let’s do the same.”

As I assumed that loving shape over Maddi, she whispered, “Oh yes, lick me, baby, I’m all hot and so juicy, just for you!”

Maddi grunted with pleasure as I slipped the tip of my tongue between her slick, juicy lips, and I felt her pulling my hips down, and I purred with absolute pleasure as her fingers gently spread my lips open and her tongue speared into my juice-filled heat. Maddi tasted delicious, the delicate flavor urging me to bury my tongue deep in her silken folds. I wasted no time, burying my tongue deep into the middle of that center of lust, hearing Maddi’s muffled squeal of pleasure.

Next to us, I heard Misty purr, “Oh yes Sam honey, lick me, oh fuck that feels so good!”

Sam let out a growl of lust moments later, and I slid my eyes over. Sam was crouched over Misty, feeding her dipping pussy to Misty’s eager mouth, while her head was buried between Misty’s thighs, lovingly licking her sweet pink hole. Our daughters started to lick, probe, touch, and finger each other gushing pussies, almost like they were mirror images, unconsciously Denizli Escort copying what one was doing to the other, moving in unison, delivering loving licks and caresses.

Maddi was licking me so expertly, she really did know her way between a lady’s thighs. Thanks to my bisexual streak and my girlfriend Carol, who was lusting for the coupling of two hot and horny cunts, just like me, we’d get together every week, and we’d give vent to our urgings. Everything we’d done on our dates, all the cunt lickings, dildo fuckings, and sixty-nines we’d enjoyed stood me in good stead, and Maddi’s pussy muffled cries of pleasure told me I was hitting all the right spots.

I could feel the swell of an orgasm starting to rise. Maddi slid two fingers up my tunnel, and polishing my G spot, she eagerly awaited my flow. I did the same to her, wanting a juicy squirting facial.

I felt the spasms start, the squeezing urge, and the release, I howled as my cunt exploded, and I started to squirt, I could feel the gushes, hear the splattering of my girl cum, and the squeals of pleasure as Maddi got her face sprayed, that set Maddi off, and her pussy exploded, and as I closed my eyes, I felt the splatter of her spray, as she unloaded her girl cum all over my face, giving me a wonderful, juicy facial.

We quickly got back together face to face, licking the heated spray from each other’s face, and sharing loving, passion-filled kisses. I could feel the desire rising again, Sam smiled at me.

She purred, “Maddi, would like to have my daddy fuck you?”

I joined in, “Oh yeah, I know Darrin would love to get a piece of your hot ass!”

Misty added, “Oh yeah Mom, I’d love to watch Samantha’s daddy fuck you. You know you want to.”

With that kind of support, Maddi agreed and I was quickly on the phone with Darrin, I told him to head home now, as he had a wild, sexy treat waiting for him.

I enjoyed Denizli Escort Bayan the look on his face when he opened the bedroom door, and stopped dead, staring at the sexy spectacle of four very naked ladies waiting for him.

“Darrin lover man, welcome home. Maddi has just shown us her bisexual side, and how much she wanted you to fuck her. Maddi, show Darrin.”

Maddi quickly got up, approaching my husband with a big smile. I could see the hot gleam in his eyes, eagerly sizing up Maddi’s charms, hair the same red hair shade as her daughter, her sexy breasts were a bit bigger than mine, topped with bubblegum pink nipples, her nicely trimmed lush patch of red pubic hair, had its predictable effect, and his cock was soaring up quickly as Maddi took to her knees, and brought his cock out for air.

When Maddi saw the thickness, she let out a gasp, “Oh fuck, such a fat cock!”

She quickly had her mouth around his cock, sliding down, taking in half before she pulled back and started to bob her head, sucking and slurping all over Darrin’s cock. I was impatient to watch my husband fuck her, and ordered her to stop.

Maddi looked at me, and I barked, “Maddi, on the bed, now!”

I could see the glimmer of hot lust at being ordered, and I decided to have a bit more fun with her. The fur-lined handcuffs were still attached to the bed, and I had her arms up, cuffed above her, and her racing lust started to take control. She mewled with impatient need, cocking her hips up, presenting her red-topped mound for fucking.

“Fuck me, give me that big fat cock, really fuck me hard!”

Darrin was quickly in position, and he nudged against her. He drove forward, and Maddi let out a pleasure-filled shriek as Darrin’s cock forced her open, splitting her walls apart to let him in. I felt my cunt drool as I watched him bury that thick cock. I felt a nuzzling at my pussy, and looked down to see Sam and Escort Denizli Misty between my thighs.

Misty cooed, “Watch my Mom getting a good hard fuck from your husband’s cock, while we lick you to ecstasy!”

I purred, “Oh yes my sweet girls, lick me, your tongues will feel so good.”

Maddi grunted, “Oh fuck, so big, fuck I love it, stretch me open, FUCK ME!”

Darrin was happy to do so, driving his bone-hard cock into Maddi, I had a porn video view, right between the spread of Maddi’s thighs. It drove me wild, watching the hard curving thickness of Darrin’s cock pulling back and then stuffing her again, watching his balls smack against her ass on every thrust. I could see Maddi pulling against the cuffs, being held in position, and unable to stop it, even if she wanted to, really got her fire going.

I was getting a master lick job, as Misty doted all over my steaming pussy, delivering loving licks and kisses, then pulling back to let my darling Samantha take a turn. I reached down, stroking their heads.

“Oh yes, my loving girls, god that feels so beautiful…Ummm…I love it.”

Maddi’s squeals, cries, and groans of pleasure filled the bedroom, my own moans and sounds of pleasure joined in, and I could feel my girls move in close, and they applied their tongues side by side, and started a broad sweeping of my clit, making it throb and tingle.

“Oh fuck, keep licking me make me cum!”

I heard Maddi gasp out, “Oh yes Darrin, let it go, make me cum, flood me, fill my cunt!”

Maddi’s voice rose up to a shriek, her body shuddering and writhing wildly under my husband’s body. Darrin let out the sounds of passion I knew so well, and as his cock erupted deep inside Maddi’s churning heat, I tumbled, my juices gushing as Misty and Samantha’s tongues brought on the glorious rush of orgasm.

We sprawled out and lay breathless, and I smiled as Misty and Samantha licked up and down Darrin’s cock, giving him a sexy tongue washing. They then turned their attention to Maddi’s well-spunked cunt, eager to suck it all out. It had all started like us, the parents, teaching Samantha, and I realized that she had taught us just as much as we had taught her.

The End

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Out of town visitors round 2 Breeding Susie

The evening went well ,both girls had their pussy filled with cum and cleaned out orally, I even got my cock sucked by Brad. I was unsure about Brad when I heard he was bisexual but when the time came I thought what the hell. Did I like it ,well it was a quick two sucks , will I suck his cock I guess when the time comes. As of now two identical female bodies are in my thoughts.

After a few drinks and a couple of hours fucking around we decided to rest and have more to drink. My wife Rachel helped me with the drinks and quietly whispered to me that she was surprised. “I didn’t think you would let Brad suck your cock,would you suck his? I know both Susie and I would like to see it” she said “Don used to make Brad suck his so Susie could watch”.

“Well maybe “I said then told her “I would love to see Susie and you in a 69 position sucking on each of your pussies too”.

Rachel gave her glass back to me “maybe ,but you better make this a double then”,she said with a laugh. Well little did she know both her first and Susie’s first drinks were a double. She had her hand on my ass as we walked back into the living room. “You don’t mind me having sex with Brad again do you”she asked “I know Susie wants you. She also told me earlier that 9 months from now she hopes to have a baby”.

“Would you care if I were to get her pregnant” I asked “because I don’t mind breeding her”.

“It will probably be her last chance , so spend the rest of the night with her”Rachel said.”Keep your cock inside her you stud, I am sure she will be happy if it happens ”.

In the living room Brad was standing by the stereo when Rachel walked up behind him . She pushed her body tight into him when handing him his drink.One hand held her drink and her other arm went around in front of him. I was pretty sure she was grabbing his cock,stroking it to get him hard again.Watching the way she kissed his neck and whispered in his ear was also getting me aroused ,I’m sure he was too.

Susie was laying length ways on the sofa and had her legs spread, smiling at me when I sat down handing her the drink.She kept one leg against the sofa and placed the other across my lap,making sure she rubbed my cock with her foot.

She took a drink while I slid my fingers along her thighs and up her puffy pussy,”Rachel said this is mine all night” I said. I looked up at Rachel and Brad who had turned around and they were kissing passionately .”I am sure those two won’t be missing us”I said .

Susie took a big drink and looked over at them just as they walked out of the room with their arms around one another.”Well take me to your bed and we will spend the rest of the night enjoying each other”she said then looked at me. “Did Rachel tell you I wanted your baby” she said and when I said yes she sat up and took my hand staggered to the bedroom.

I turned on the bed lamp and we sat down on the bed to talk and to finish our drinks.”Rachel just told me that you and Brad are only step brothers”I Çorum Escort said then asked her why she hasn’t gotten pregnant by him”.

“I just learned that a month ago” she said “I haven’t had sex with him in years”then ran a hand up along my leg.”He also has a girlfriend and that wouldn’t go over well .If she was to find out he messed with me tonight she probably would leave him”.

She then took a hold of my cock and kissed me, “I asked her years ago if she would let you breed me. I would have loved to have your child when I was younger, I am 36 now and this may be my last chance”.

We both took another long drink then sat our glasses down and started kissing passionately feeling one another’s body.”Even when I was 17 I dreamed that one day you and I would be doing this”she said.”When you and Rachel got married I thought my chance would never happen.I don’t know what changed her mind but I am sure glad she did.

Tonight I am going to take advantage of this opportunity and we are going to fuck until we cant fuck no more,rest and then do it all over again”.By now Susie had her hand on my cock and was pushing me down “don’t hold back and fill me with your sperm” she said and then straddled me.

With her hands on my chest and a smile on her face she sat down firmly on my cock.”Give me all you can”she said taking a deep breath as she began fucking me.” I want to be so filled with your cum that I will leak it for days”she said then took a deep breath.

We stared at one another all the time I was sliding up and down inside her.If I would have closed my eyes it would be like fucking Rachel. I probably would last a lot longer but having her sister begging for my cum I tried to cum faster than normal.

It wasn’t long and I felt I was getting close so rolled her off of me and down on her back.With out pulling my cock completely out I straddled her legs .Holding them together I continued driving my cock deep inside her. The smile never left her face and our eyes still were on each other when I said “here is number 1”

She took a deep breath when she felt me push my cock deep and held still releasing my cum deep in her womb.Staying still I could feel her pussy muscles milking my cock and I was sure she felt my cock throbbing. When finished I slowly began sliding in and out just a little to keep to my seed in her womb, and to keep my cock hard.

Who knows if I would ever get the chance to fuck this beauty again I thought and only hope she would like it enough to come back. My thoughts were on Susie and how long she has wanted me to do this was what kept me semi hard inside her.Thinking how I was filling my wife’s sister and with her wanting me too, made my cock grow harder with each pump.

We both knew that this was a breeding session and made little movement to let any sperm leak out.I did however have to keep hard by slowly moving my cock in and out while her pussy clamped tightly to my shaft. This wasn’t a pleasure fuck and Susie probably wont have an orgasm and she realized Çorum Escort Bayan that. But by the way she would smile and hold onto my ass she seemed happy just to have my sperm inside her.

“I am glad that you fucked me earlier” she said” at least you and i were doing it just for fun. We fit well together, do you think Rachel will let me do this again even if I do get pregnant”?

I answered her question telling her “yes ,Rachel is the one that was most excited that you were there when we arrived. I know she has always been happy to see you ,but she asked me to have sex with you. She really wanted to fuck Brad ,and I was happy to see him myself.

With that said ,we began fucking a little bit harder, “if not we need to enjoy this then”she said and ran her hands up my chest.”God you feel good inside me, Rachel is so lucky”.Then with her hands brought me down into a tongue tangling kiss.

I was careful not to pull out too far and cause my cock to pull my cum out of her. “I want to put another load into you so I don’t want to go much faster,”I said .I then told her that I was going to lift her ass up and when I did she would slip two pillows under her .

Doing that did help and no sperm was lost so I began moving slowly in and out being careful not to pull away too far. “That’s It sweetheart rub that clit of yours,”I said “it will help me cum again watching you”. Watching her also gave me a chance to see just where she liked it for the future.

I was pretty sure when she took my first load she was far from cumming herself.The way she was breathing and holding her breath now helped me time it to cum together.About five minutes later I felt a warmth inside her ,”oh Susie can you feel that.Can you feel my cock throbbing and my balls get tighter to pump my seed inside you”,It feels so good” I said.

“Oh yes “she said ,still rubbing her finger around slowly on her pussy”I have never been this full of cum.I can feel it deeper than I have ever inside me”she said as she softly moved her fingers up and down beside her lips. “There isn’t much seeping out either”she said when she took her hand away and looked at her fingers .

“You are being seeded now”I told her one more load should seal the chance that a baby will come. Rachel never wanted me to cum before her”I said “but I couldn’t feel it when she did, I had held off too long. I learned when using condoms I would cum when I felt the need to, sometimes having two or three loads in the condom.That was how I got her pregnant by accident”I said “the condom broke filling three loads at once inside her ” .

As I held still with my cock deep inside her I said “don’t ever tell Rachel this but I used to jerk off thinking about you,I think Brad did as well “. Do you remember sunbathing in the nude flaunting your bare pussies at us?.Did you know just how hard it was for us not to stand there and let you see us that way.

I wanted you over Rachel and often jerked off just thinking about how good it would feel having my cock in you”.Susie Escort Çorum was listening closely to me and would run her hand along my cock and pussy then up to her lips sucking on a finger . There were even times when I was fucking Rachel I thought of you , it was mostly when you had come to visit”.In most of my dreams you and Rachel were on your belly and I was fucking you from behind while Brad was fucking Rachel”. Again I said “please don’t ever tell Rachel that , I love her very much ,but I do like this and had always dreamed about some day this would happen”.

I then laid still listening to Susie telling me how when she and Rachel were using things to get each other off she was on her belly thinking of me.Even though she wanted me badly hearing how Rachel would cry out my name,she knew I would never be doing her like that.She told me many times when Don ,Brad or others would have sex with her she liked it better from behind where she would picture it was me.

We talked for a good half hour and when I felt me growing again inside her I told her ,but she could feel me. “Let me roll over and you can fuck me from behind”she said “all our dreams will finally come true”.

With that request I quickly pulled away rolling her over the pillows and in one quick push I was inside her again. “Not only our dream’s are coming true”,I said “hopefully your dreams of being a mother will be too”. With that I began fucking her with more love than I have given her all night.

For the next 20 minutes I slid in and out of her sloppy pussy holding her up by the hips and watching cum coat my shaft.We had a nice rhythm going and was taking it at a pace where most of my cum stayed deep inside her. After she had her last bigger orgasm I pushed deep and gave her my load number three.

By now we both were worn out by now and when my cock went limp and plopped out of her I rolled to her side. Susie kept her ass on the pillows and snuggled against me with one kiss and a thank you she was out. I pulled the blankets over us and myself soon was out .

I woke up at 10 am with Susie still sleeping , and I slipped out of bed. I was wanting coffee and went to see if any was made,none made so I made some.I was going to go back to bed with Susie but I couldn’t resist to check out Rachel with Brad.

I wished I had a camera with me when I peeked in on Rachel but what I saw would stick in my mind for a long time.She was laid out on her belly with one hand over Brad’s torso and the sheet was barely covering her butt. A wet spot between her thighs was quite wide and her puffy lips were white with foam.

It was easy to see that she had taken at least one load in the ass and more in her pussy. I slipped in closer and could see a smile on her face that was masked by her tangled hair. If Susie wasn’t in the other bed I surely would slip my cock in Rachel’s wet hole,but for now the image will stay vivid in my mind.

I slipped away and with two coffees I went back to Susie and sat down on the bed. Leaning against the headboard I gently ran my hands through her hair.

She was happy to see me when she woke up and we had a nice talk finishing our coffee.We did get to play some more before they had to leave ,I will have a follow story another time

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“I need to explain to you something about Pink physiology. Along with the other implants, we also reinforced your vagina, anus and mouth. Make sure they can’t break. After all, they are going to get a lot of work. I actually broke a Pink a few years back. Broke her neck wide open. Real mess. Anyways, where I was really going was we can’t do much about the nerve endings. Instead have to stop the pain in other ways. Like the Cupid’s Arrow. Which as I mentioned is doing the reverse right now. You are not only feeling all the pain, but even more than you would without it. Now that that is all clear, I need to show you something.”

He took her roughly by the hair again and put his dick in front of her. It was still glistening with her saliva and a bit of cum was dripping off the end. As she watched, she could actually see it slowly getting longer and wider. At first, she thought she was imagining it. Then she thought it was just getting closer, but no it was actually growing in front of her eyes.

“When I got this implant, I wanted to try it out. That was how I accidentally killed that Pink. But don’t worry, this isn’t going in your mouth. At the same time, you should worry about where it’s going.” With those ominous words, he said “Mango, position doggy style.” The Gravshackles started to move her ankles down and towards her body, while her hips stayed in the same spot. After a few moment she was now in a position where her face was still facing the floor, the top half of her body was still spread-eagled, but her bottom half was in a doggy style position, just floating in the air. The bedroom had a large mirror on one side of the room. Now that Eros was no longer in front of her, she saw how much of a mess she really was.

Gently caressing his dick, he slowly walked behind her. She was a thing of beauty. Perfect legs, back, pussy and ass. He took one hand and ran it along her muscular butt cheeks. Each time he touched her, it sent a small shock of pain to her from the Cupid’s Arrow. She was trying to see what he was doing. Looking in the mirror, left, right, and even underneath to get a better look. He then gave her a hint of what was about to happen. Taking her perfect butt cheeks, he gently pried them apart to reveal her asshole.

“Oh, bloody hell no. That thing will kill me. You will split me in two. You can’t seriously be considering. I said I will be loyal! I swear on my mother’s bloody damn life!” She was trying to get loose. Shifting back and forth in the Gravshackles, trying desperately Çorum Escort to get free. Eros took his finger and rubbed the outside of her hole. Not for any reason, just to prolong the suspense. He then took his massive cock and ran it slowly up and down her crack, pausing near her rectum but then moving on.

“Please, I will do anything. I will tell you anything. I will do anything, just not…”

In mid-sentence, he shoved the head inside her hole.

“OHHHH…MY…GOD…Take it out, please! I beg of you!”

The first part was always the worst for them. Well, it was one of the worst. He decided to accommodate her and pull it out. She immediately relaxed for a bit. But a moment later, he started to rub it again around the outside.

“I can’t take this…please…anything…” she whimpered. In response, he took his dick and put it back in, this time a few inches deeper, and held it there.

“BLOODY FUCKING DAMN” Mango screamed as loud as she could. He could see in the mirror her face was red with pain and anger. She was trying to breath in and out to control the pain, but it was not working. Eros looked down and could see how widely he was stretching her. But he had barely started. He ran his hand slowly up her back until it got to her head. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled he head up, causing her to gasp in pain. Now she was looking up in the mirror and saw this massive man standing behind her. She looked tiny compared to him.

“Bitch. You thought you knew pain before. Get ready for…” and he started to push his dick into her “…real gorydamn pain”

“Rrrrrraaaaaaaaahhhhhh” she started a long scream as each inch got pushed in more. She started to buck, trying anything to get loose. But she could barely move an inch between the Gravshackles and him holding her hair. Eventually, he hit bottom. His dick was buried deep in her, his balls rested against her pussy. Her loud scream had turned into a crying whimper. He could see the tears rolling down her face in the mirror. Between the sweat and tears, a lot of the cum from before had slid off her face. With his free hand, he groped one of her butt cheeks, which looked a bit warped right now due to the massive cock in her ass. She was still moving around as best as she could, adding to his pleasure.

“Bet that hurts a bit. I can really see how much I’m stretching you. I may not break you, but it’s going to take a while before you poop normally again. Even worse, I just came in your mouth. That wasn’t an accident. I wanted Çorum Escort Bayan to make sure when I fucked your ass. I would last a while. I want to make the pain feel like it’s going on forever.”

With those words, he started to pull himself out until just the head was in and then violently thrust it back in to the bottom again.

“BLOODY GOD…DAMN…FUCK…OH” all she could offer were screams and barely forming words. He let go of her hair, and her head dropped down, so he could no longer see her face. With both hands, he took a firm hold of her butt cheeks, so he had a good solid hold of her. Pulling back out, he shoved his prick back in quickly, down to the base. Now he began moving in and out of her, each time almost all the way out and then down to the base again. Each time, she gave out a piercing scream. Soon the room was filling up with an ever-increasing slapping sound every time he jammed it into her. He enjoyed watching her beautiful back flex every time he jammed it into her. Eros leaned over, reached underneath and grabbed onto her large tits that were swinging underneath her each time he penetrated her. When he began massaging them, it increased her already loud screaming. He leaned in close to her ear.

“You like being buggered bitch? Does this feel good? Was this worth trying to escape, you useless whore? You belong to us. Don’t you ever…” and he thrust back in “…forget it again. You are…” another thrust “…our slut to use as we want. You had better not…” another thrust “…forget it”.

He had been violently fucking her ass for close to fifteen minutes. Her voice had become hoarse from the screaming. Sweat was dripping off of her body. Her head had completely flopped down. She was truly broken. Pain was the new normal for her. It was time to end this.

“I bet you can’t wait for my cum. Hoping I would just finish. “He said, never slowing down the pace. “I want you to beg me to cum.”

Eros reached over, grabbed her hair again. Looking at her face in the mirror, all the cum from before had come off with the hard fucking. He leaned in closer to her ear. “Beg me to cum”

“Please…please…make it stop. Please cum”

“That didn’t sound convincing enough,” he said, picking up the pace a bit.

Despite being mentally exhausted, she composed herself just enough, even though her head was still being held like a trophy. “Please, my master. I want your bloodyhell cum. I want you to fill me with your juices. Please…oh…please.”

Eros took his free Escort Çorum hand and gave her ass a hard slap, imprinting on her bum. He then grabbed onto the cheek and used it like a handle again. He kept fucking her for another minute or so, but he was ready now. A few long thrusts and then he held it deep in her.

“Gorydamn! Feel my cum, you whore!” He kept spurting more and more into her until he had emptied his balls again. He looked deep into her face. Her eyes were shut, but a small smile appeared. It was over. Eros let go of her head, which flopped down in exhaustion again. He pulled out slowly, leaving a trail of cum dripping down her pussy. Her rectum was completely gaping but was starting to close slowly.

“Mango, position vertical X” The Gravshakles straightened her out and lifted her body, so it was vertical but spread eagle again. Her head was still resting on her chest from exhaustion. Eros walked over to her, lifted her head by her chin, and looked into her face.

“I bet that felt like the world was coming to an end. Let me explain something to you. There are eight more settings higher than that on the Cupid’s Arrow. That was a pretty low setting. I will also say that if you ever disobey us again, let me explain what will happen to you. We will send you to one of the whorehouses where the Reds mine. You won’t have a bedroom. Instead, we will just put the helmet back on. We will then bend you over and stick an IV in so you never need to eat again. You will stay in that position while dirty Red miners come by and use your holes. You will never see their face, and you will never know they are coming until they are in you. They will fuck you, and they will leave. Somebody will hose you down for the next time. You will have to sleep between fucks. But when you are fucked, because of Cupid’s Arrow, you will scream every time, but they won’t hear you. They will think…she loves this. Usually, a Pink will last somewhere between one to two years before they just break. The constant pain wears down the system until the body just gives up. Sometimes, we try and recover them, and make them last another year, but they are usually done by then. Is this something you want?”

“No…puh..please” she said, voice all raspy.

“Prove it. Mango, position blowjob, hogtied.” The Gravshackles lowered her. But her arms were moved back until they touched her ankles. She was now staring at Eros cum covered cock. Immediately, she reached out her tongue and tried to reach it. “Clean me up”

Mango, despite being painfully stretched, immediately got to work. Licking his dick up and down, trying her best to clean everything off of it. She even took his balls in her mouth without him asking, cleaning each one.

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