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Girl slapped three times

Since Kik doesn’t allow users to sent long videos through the app, I had to upload my 10 minutes of suffering on some erotic share site. When I finally figured it out, I’ve sent it to my brother, who was already closed in his bedroom. I hoped he didn’t fell asleep yet, because it would ruin everything. The video was backed up by the “please, sir, I beg you… let me take off those clamps, it’s so painful…” message, so he would have to react if he was still conscious.
“Good girl. I had the feeling you wouldn’t disappoint me. Yeah, you can take them off, but you have to cum first”.
I’ve got close to his door. It was quiet and dark in the apartment. My heart was beating like crazy, but there was no going back. I entered his room…
He was lying on the bed, just like yesterday – one hand was holding the phone, another one was working his dick before the covers. It was such a nice sight to see his muscular arms and chest moving and working to please himself…
There was no light besides the screen of his phone, also, he had earphones on, so I was basically invisible. I looked at the video in his android and I saw my body below neck, riding the dildo and rubbing my pussy. I looked so desperate there… It was obvious that the clamps were driving me crazy.
Suddenly, he put the phone on his stomach and reached for something. I felt some warmth below my heart, when I saw my pink panties. He closed his eyes and get the panties close to his nose, rubbing them in his face…
I reached for one of his earphones and I’ve pulled it out without any warning. Showtime…
“I was wondering where they’ve got lost…”, I said out loudly.
“SHIT!”, he screamed, jumped and pulled his covers higher. “THE FUCK?!”
I sat next to him and I wrapped my arm aroud his knee. He was looking at me, shocked, like he just saw a ghost. His chest was moving intensively in deep breaths.
“Please, don’t stop”, I asked, rubbing his leg through the covers. “Making this video was really painful, don’t waste my efforts.”
“What are you talking about?”
I leaned towards him and I gently kissed his cheast. One time, two times… then I kissed his nipple and got even higher, to his neck. He didn’t stop me, he didn’t moved at all. We finally crossed looks. I was like inch away from his lips. “Don’t look at me like that” I whispered. “I’m sure I’m not the first girl that has fallen for you like that…”
“What are you doing, sis…?” he finally said something. He sounded confused.
“I am your slave girl which has happened to be your sister.” I sat on him and I felt his boner, under the layer of covers. I started rubbing it with my ass. “You want me to beg you? Alright… Please, sir… give me some relief… I want you to use me…”
He put his hands on my waist and I felt the ecstasy hitting my brain. HE ACTUALLY FUCKING DID IT. “Get rid of those clothes”, he commanded quietly.
“Yes, sir!” I responded, very eagerly and with pleading eyes. I got rid of the bra, first. Then I stood up above him and I took off my panties, very slowly. I was rarely shy, especially durning sex, but this time… I think I was blushing.
“Give them to me”, he pointed my panties. I did what he asked for and I kneeled over him. “They’re all wet”, he noticed. “You really want me, don’t you?”
“Yes… please, give me some relief… You have no idea how long I was waiting for you…”
“Not so fast, girl. You were plotting against me… that can’t get away without punishment” he looked at his suitcase. “Hand me my belt…”
Oh my god… FUCK. YEAH. “Yes, sir!” I almost screamed with joy. I knew exactly where to find it, since I was looking for it before…
I handed him the belt and he ordered me to bend over on the bed. He stood up and I must have looked at him. His hard dick and balls were sticking out of his boxers. He pulled them off and throw them away. He slapped his hand with the belt and looked at me with his rakish smile. He finally got his confidence back and I was ready to cum only from looking at him…
“Ready, girl?” he asked. I only nodded, because I was biting my lip like crazy.
The belt kissed my butt cheeks with fire and I moaned helplessly. I wanted to touch myself and fill my pussy with basically anything, but I wasn’t in charge of my body anymore. I couldn’t cheat like I did many times through Kik, because he was there, right behind me, watching…
The first three slaps were like… level easy of spanking. The rest of them were very painful, but not unbearable. He hit me eighteen times and when he finally stopped, he got closer to me and he whispered into my ear, “You did good, girl”.
“What should I do now, sir?” I asked, impatiently. I was really, really hungry for more.
He lay down behind me and he started spoonig me. His hard dick was behind my legs. “Hands behind your back”, he commanded. It wasn’t really comfy, but of course I did it.
Instantaneously I felt his big hand touching my wet clit. He wrapped his other hand around me and started playing with my nipples. “Time for a chat, sis” he whispered into my ear. His beard was scratching my cheek.
From my point of view, it wasn’t good moment for any talks… I was in heaven right now and I couldn’t focus. He knew how to take care of a pussy with his fingers. He was forcing himself in with three fingers at the same time, while his thumb was teasing my love button. Just like I lacked in sensations, he was pinching and stretching my nipples. I couldn’t help but moan.
I felt so good and safe with him. His bare cheast was heating my back and he kept me still, not letting me to move. Well, outside my feet and toes, which became a victims of my spasms. Also, that thick cock of his was constantly rubbing my inner thigts.
“Tell me your kinks. I mean, outside of being aroused by your own brother…” He started biting, kissing and sucking my neck and I was going even more crazy.
“I don’t know…” I couldn’t focus right now, I swear, and he was asking me such a complicated questions… I wanted to moan, not to use actual words. “I don’t know…” I repeated. Actually, I was going to say something else, but I was able to utter only that.
“Tell me what would you want me to do with you” he finally decided to help me and guide my thoughts. “Are you in pure vanilla fucking? Or do you have some specific, pervy ideas?”
I hesitated two times. First, when I was going to tell him and second, when I was going to write it here, in the update. I’m not gonna pretend that I’m a cute girl dreaming of white knight. I wanted a kinky rogue… “Well?” he urged me.
“Are you sure you want to know?” I asked.
“That heavy, huh?” he laughed. “Don’t be scared and tell me, girl. I won’t think that you’re sick, or anything. Trust me, I’m experienced.”
He sounded convicing, but even so, I could only whisper it. And I was stressed. The fear of rejection is a bitch.
“I would like to rim your ass… and worship your feet… pissing sounds like fun, too” My cheeks were burning right now…
“Hmm… I was expecting niddles and fisting” He murmured. “So, you’re into… dirty things, huh? No princess would want that, I’m telling ya…”
“I don’t want to be a princess… I want to be your fucktoy” Gee, I really wanted to use that line. “Sir… I’m slowly getting close… Please, don’t stop…”
“Sorry, sis, but we have to stop.” And he really did… He pulled his fingers out and he he pressed his hand to my wet pussy, but he stopped rubbing it. I couldn’t control myself and I started moving my hips, to get a little bit more of a pleasure. “Don’t move”, he scolded me. “Remember all the times you were a little bitch to me? Every time you were a cheeky, sarcastic brat?”
“Yes, sir… I do remember…”
“Well, now that smart tongue of yours will lick my hairy ass, until it’s clean. Don’t you think it’s ironic, sis? Everytime from now on, if you will try to be rude to me, you will remember that you were sucking my hole…”
“Yes, sir… I will never be rude to you anymore” I was ready to say anything, just to make sure that he will fulfill this fantasy of mine.
“Lay on your back” he instructed me and stood up above me. I saw the shadow of his crack and his hanging balls. “I’m going to crouch now. Follow my lead and if you will have enough or if you will want to stop for whatever reason, slap my back with your hand. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
He did as he planned. His ass pressed against my breasts and I felt the heat of his body again, along with captivating scent of a men. Pheromones, I suppose… “Well? What are you waiting for, girl? Spread my asscheeks and get your tongue dirty”. Now I could watch only his throbbing dick, stiffned nipples and self-satisfied smile on his face. His hairy balls blocked my nose, so I had problems with breathing…
I will save you the details, but honestly, I loved every second of it. When we finally ended, I felt humiliated and owned. I couldn’t look in his eyes anymore. He seemed to like it, because he said something along “I really like to see you broken…”.
Anyways, I didn’t had to wait long for another instructions. “Get comfortable, girl. Your tongue inside of me made me rock hard. Time to fill your pussy with it. No, I want you on your stomach” he said. “I want to have easy access to your asshole. Ok. Wait for me, I will get the condoms”.
“I’m on the pill” I assured him. The look he gave me wasn’t filled with trust, just like I would be dreaming about having a deformed child…
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Ok, then.”
He finally got inside of me. At first, it was a little bit awkward, painful and uncomfortable, but we finally found a mutual rhythm and it felt great. He pressed his thumb against my anus and slowly got it inside. I guess my ass won’t have a rest around him. He was pounding me for few minutes and suddenly… he stopped. “Something wrong?” I asked.
“Yeah, girl. I was getting close and we need to enjoy this moment”. He pressed his cheast against my back again and his free hand started to play with my tits. “Your boob fits my hand. It must be a destiny…”
“Please, sir, continue… You’re driving me crazy”, I begged. “Please, let me have an orgasm already…”
He showed mercy to me. We came almost at the same time, tho I was little bit late. My pussy milked his cock neatly and when he pulled his dick out, I felt his cum pouring out of me. We fell on the bed, heavy breathing and exhausted. He wrapped his arms around me and we started cuddling.
“I need to clean myself” I said. “I have many liquids all over me…”
“It doesn’t bother me, you will be fine”. He took the covers and throw them away. “We can produce enough of warmth to heat ourself” he said. “So, sis. How do you feel? Any regrets? We just did something big.”
“I feel ashamed and degradated, but also satisfied” I confessed. “It’s just… you gained power over me today. You’re going to abuse that, aren’t you…?”
“That’s what worries you?” he chuckled. “I will expect you to treat me with respect, nothing more.”
“Suuuuuure…” I rolled my eyes. He laughed again.
“Do you want to continue that thing between us?” he asked. “You’re not obligated to, if you don’t want to, sis. We had fun, but if you want to stop, it’s fine by me.”
“Do you want to stop?”
“Hell no. It was a lot of fun.” He got serious, all of the sudden. “I know you’re a smart girl, but I want to make sure that we understand the situation. Whatever we will decide, it must be our sweet, dirty secret, sis. No one can know, even your BFFs…”
“You’re offending me…” (I know that I’m actually sharing this secret with the Internet, but you don’t know who I am, right…?)
After that, I had the best 6 hours of sleep in my whole life.
I want to thank all of you. I would never do that alone and without your encouragement. I always thought that incest is a rarity and all those stories are fake, but now I see that it actually happens and it feels fucking great. Women, girls… go and fuck your brothers.

How My Aunt Made Me Into A Man

There I was laying in bed with my cock out after just having finished jerking off into my aunt’s panties while looking at a picture of her in a bikini, and there was my aunt at the door shocked and speechless. I just looked at her, no words to say, in utter shock, unable to move or speak. My initial thoughts were: how long was she standing there, what part of it exactly did she see, will I ever come back from this?
My aunt stepped forward still neither of us saying anything. She began walking around the bed without breaking her stare. I didn’t look at her, kept my eyes on the doorway and was still in too much shock to move. She came around to where I had my pants laying on the floor and where I had tossed her cum soaked panties. She stood over me for a few seconds then began to kneel down when I finally turned to her and said “no, don’t please…please dont”.
“Don’t what? Pick up MY panties?” she asked with bit of frustration in her voice.
I didn’t know what to say at that point. I reached for my boxers to pull them up and all of a sudden my aunt softly but sternly said “no, leave them where they are”. I just looked at her in utter confusion. Is she telling me she wants me to keep my cock out in front of her? I slowly put my hands to the sides of my hips flat on the bed and kept eye contact with my aunt. She took the panties that were now in her hand and grabbed each end of the waistband with her fingers. She opened them up and held them in front of her.
“Soooo, care to tell me why you have my panties and why are they covered in your cum?” she asked.
I figured the jig was up. I had been caught red handed and there’s no use in lying. “I…I took them out of your panty drawer when I went into your room to talk to my mom” I said with my voice shaking.
“I see…so why would you take them out of my drawer? What did you plan to do with them?” she asked calmly.
“Um…I planned to smell them…”
“While you jerked off…is that why?” she interrupted.
Without looking at her, I nodded and felt like I had just ruined everything.
“Kind of like what you had done to my panties I left on the bed earlier today? You honestly thought I didn’t notice there was cum all over them?” she asked still calmly.
I looked at her with eyes wide open desperately trying to put together a coherent sentence. She knew I came on them and decided to put them on anyway? Why would she do that? “You knew? But…” I said.
“But I put them on anyway, yeah, I did. You think I don’t notice the way you’ve been looking at me all these years? I finally decided to test you, see what you would do” she explained.
I was stunned and felt so stupid.
“So, you like jacking off into my panties, huh?” she said then threw the panties she was hold down, slightly parted her robe, grabbed the waistband of the panties she was wearing and pulled them down. Once she took off her panties, she held them up to me and simply said “show me”.
My head was spinning. What the fuck was happening? My aunt wants to watch me jerk off into her panties? The same ones I came on earlier. Except now she had been wearing them for several hours and I’m sure they had the smell of her pussy all over them. I looked at her extended hand holding the panties and then at her. “Are…are you serious?” I asked her.
“I’m dead serious. The thought of you cumming on my panties, well, let’s just say it’s an interesting thought. I put these panties on hoping that I could leave them out again tomorrow after I’ve worn them and see what you’d do but this works too. So go on, take them, and show me” my aunt demanded.
Without looking away I grabbed the panties from her and she gave me a subtle nod. I looked down and realized I was fully hard again.
“Wow…how time flies huh?” my aunt said while looking and admiring my cock. “I was right earlier, you’re all grown up now. Go on, Mi Amor, show me.”
I opened the panties up and turned them inside out. I found the little white patch on them that rests right on the pussy. On my aunt’s panties there was a small wet spot. My heart started racing and I felt my cock throbbing. I looked at my aunt before I continued any further. I could see that she was eagerly waiting for me to do what she’s asked of me. She gave me a final subtle nod. I looked back at the panties and looked at the wet spot. I was going to smell fresh panties that my aunt had worn. I was going to smell what her pussy smelled like. In that moment I felt my nervousness replace with eagerness. I closed my eyes, brought the panties to my nose and took a deep breath. I smelled heaven. My aunt’s pussy had left its mark on them and I was taking it all in. The smell was so intoxicating. It smelled sweet and creamy with just the most subtle hint of tart. I felt my cock harden even more. I lowered them slightly to my mouth, stuck my tongue out, and gave her panties a slow lick. I felt that the wet spot was definitely fresh and it tasted exactly like what it smelled like. I couldn’t take it any more. I grabbed my cock and started pumping slowly at first. I was kind of nervous again but I had to touch myself. I looked up at my aunt with her panties still pressed to my nose and mouth. She was looking into my eyes without saying a single word. Then she shifted her gaze to my cock and bit her lip ever so slightly. I started pumping harder looking at her mouth. She gave her lips a little lick then started looking back at me. I began to scan her up and down while I sniffed and tasted her pussy soaked panties that I had covered with my cum hours earlier. The thought that I had my cum on them turned me on more. As I scanned my aunt up and down, I noticed her touch her index finger to her bottom lip very gently then slowly run her pinky down between the fold of her robe that rested on her chest. Her finger parted the robe just enough for me to see the crack of her busty cleavage. I looked back at her face while I jerked off harder and faster. She was looking right at me biting her lip. All of a sudden, she finally spoke but only in a quiet whisper and said “Así, mi amor, just like that, así”.
She kept repeating it several times in such a quiet whisper almost as though she’s trying to say it so only she could hear it. Then I heard her say “ven por mi, come on, just like that”. Those were the words that did it. The combination of her sultry sexy voice speaking both spanish and english, the smell and taste of her dirty panties, simply having her looking at me jerk off to her made the cum shoot out of my cock so hard. My body tensed up so much I thought I’d break, I moaned and grunted louder than ever before, and my legs began to spasm. As I came, she was saying “así, just like that” louder than before. Cum was all over my stomach, some got on the sheets, and to my horror, I saw a tiny bit resting on the index finger of my aunt’s left hand.
“Oh my god! I’m…I’m so sorry!” I scrambled trying to sit up and wipe it off.
“Don’t get up. You lay there” she said in her calm yet stern tone.
I laid back down and continued to look at her in horror. She raised her hand, brought her finger with cum on it to her mouth, and licked it right off. What the fuck just happened? My aunt watched me jerk off and cum for her then tasted it! She let out a quiet “Mmmm” and said “let’s get you some new sheets”.
Next update coming soon!

Intimate encounters with my brother

So I just finished my first semester away of college and as I’ve begun to experience the sexual tendencies of being a college student I thought I might share some of my experience with my older brother.
He’s 4 years older than me, we’ve always been close, always share everything with each other, and when he moved away to college it made his visits to home that much more enjoyable since he wasn’t around as much anymore. We’d have movie nights, just the two of us in the porch behind the house which has a projector and home theater system. So we’d grab junk food and watch a movie or two out back on a really big couch that my dad put back there when we first bought the house.
My brother was always a sports guy so he’d work out a lot, walk around shirtless, and as I went through high school I found him more and more sexually attractive.
Puberty had given me a good pair of boobs, and since I was a volleyball player I always had nice legs and a nice round butt. On top of all that I was always thin, and managed to maintain a thin waist through these developments in my body: not to brag but I turned quite a few heads around school most of the time.
I had also noticed my brother eyeing me a few times when I’d get out of the shower: it was normal for me to be seen in a towel around home after exiting the shower, no one was uncomfortable with it. And there was definitely some sexual tension building up, which felt odd, but fun at the same time.
A few months ago my brother moved back in after finishing school. He’d bring girls home often, they’d stay the night, and they’d have sex. Our rooms shared a wall, I could always hear sex going on if it was happening in my brothers room. It kinda turned me on knowing this.
On saturdays both my parents work until late, my brother has the day off, and I’d get out in the early afternoon.
One Saturday I got out early because I had some studying to do for a summer class so I headed home. I knew my brother was home. But he didn’t know I’d be home so early, so I crept upstairs to his room to try and scare him, but as I inched closer to his door I could hear the unmistakeable sounds of sex. When I looked through the partially open door to his room his cock was thrusting into a girl’s vagina.
I couldn’t get my eyes off it, it was big. BIG.
I quietly grabbed my school stuff and slipped out the house to go study at the library, but the thought of my brother’s cock stayed with me.
Fast forward to a few months later and I’m home from college for thanksgiving break. My family decided to throw a little party for my return and they set up the DJ in the backyard, the colorful lights, the snacks, the drinks, etc…
I had a few friends from college attend and we spent most of the night dancing, drinking a little, and talking to a few guys that showed up. I had decided to wear a short tight black dress, something simple I thought, sexy too.
As I was dancing with my friends I felt someone grab me by the waist and start dancing up on me. It was dark and the lights didn’t help much, my friends cheered us on and I danced a little on him before deciding to turn around and identify which of the guys we’d been talking to had come up to dance on me.
It was my brother, and he was wasted drunk. He didn’t even know where he was. I sneaked us off to the inside of the house to call it a night for him. The party was near its end too, so I said goodbye to some people and guided my brother to his room.
I sat him on his bedside and told him to call it a night. As I headed out the door I felt him pull me back by the hips and sit me on his lap. He started smelling my hair, then kissing my neck softly, to which I said in a shocked tone “what are you’d doing?”
Then he touched the inside of my thigh. His hands felt so strong, and I could feel his firm chest and abs on my body as I sat on him, and it felt good. Then he slid his hand up my inner thigh, slowly making my dress slide up higher on my upper thighs.
I don’t know why but I didn’t make an effort to stand up and leave. I was lost in lust and it felt so good. I could feel myself breathing harder, and then he slipped a hand into my panties, and my hips bucked ever so slightly.
Then I snapped out of it and left. He fell asleep shortly after, and I concluded that he had no idea that was me in his room.
Fast forward to a few days ago, I’m home for the holidays, and we hadn’t spoken much since that night. I think he may have remembered what happened but was too ashamed to admit that he remembered it and would rather leave it to his drunken self’s blacked out mistake.
But there was still some sexual tension that I felt. He’d still eye me up and down and I could feel it in the corner of my eye.
I decided to just deal with all this and spend some time with him, maybe it’d be for the better.
We agreed on a movie night the day after Christmas. We set up pretty late, parents were heading to bed, but their room was on the other side of the house, so our movie out in the back porch wouldn’t be much of a bother for their sleep.
It was a chilly night and we had blankets and hot drinks out. I had on a t shirt and sweats while he was wearing a t shirt and sweats as well. In the middle of the movie he told me he was cold and asked if I wanted to cuddle up a little, I said why not, I was cold too. So he set up laying sideways, basically in a spooning position, and I set up in front of him, his chest on my back, etc…
It was definitely a comfy way to watch the film. We had blankets covering us up to our shoulders, it was a nice night.
Then I felt my legs start to get tired so I wiggled a little for breathing room, I also unintentionally wiggled my butt a bit to get more comfy, then I felt his penis go from soft to semi hard. Because of how we were positioned my butt was on his cock basically, and it may have aroused him a bit.
He got more comfortable by putting an arm over my waist and hugging me, it felt warmer that way and we continued watching the movie.
As we lay there my shirt started to ride up a little, leaving my lower tummy exposed to his arm, and the skin to skin contact kind of turned me on a little. His arms felt nice and strong and his chest and abs felt good behind me.
I felt my breathing get a little faster too. And although I tried to hide it, he definitely noticed.
Then he leaned into my ear and whispered, “did you enjoy what happened at the end of your party a few weeks ago?”
He remembered. And I most definitely had enjoyed it.
So I half whispered a yes to him, to which he replied with, “wanna try it again?”
“Uh huh” was all I could muster out of my mouth.
The moment was heating me up and then his hand went from my lower abdomen and up my shirt, slowly running up my tummy, until he got to my tits.
He fondled me and I couldn’t help but breathe out a light moan of pleasure. His cock also got harder, and I could feel it through our sweats as it poked between my ass cheeks.
I was lost in lust once again.
Then I felt him grab at my waistband and tug my sweats and panties to my knees. All this under those blankets that we had over us. And he began to play with my lips, which were already warm and moist from all the build up.
I reached back and pulled his bottoms down a little and grabbed his cock, which felt even bigger than I’d thought once I gripped it in my hand.
I stroked it a little and he put some fingers in me, and he used his other hand to fondle my boobs. Then he took my hand away from his cock and told me to poke my butt back a little. He began to touch my pussy lips with his tip. Rubbing it up and down my moist lips, up and down. Teasing me. I felt myself getting ready to orgasm. I had never had anything nearly as erotic as that happen to me.
We froze when we heard footsteps coming from inside the house, nearing closer to the back porch which were in. It was mom, she’d gotten out of bed to get some water and decided to check up on us. Under the blankets my brother was teasing my pussy with his cock, and it was hard to hide my pleasure so I just bit my lip hard and tried to act cool.
As soon as she was gone and we knew she was gone for good he continued his teasing and I nearly orgasmed until he stopped and made me hold it.
“You sure you wanna do this?”
I just nodded.
And slowly his tip started to part my wet pussy lips, slowly making its way in, and then his cock’s length slowly disappeared inside me, and it kept going and going that I once again couldn’t believe how big it was. And finally he was all the way in and my pussy was full to its capacity.
My brother’s cock was inside me. I’d been craving him for quite a while and now here we were.
He kept it in and didn’t move. Enjoying it to the fullest. I couldn’t hold on any longer so I started grinding my hips and wiggling my ass to feel him moving inside me, and soon enough he started to fuck me. I moaned so softly to try to not make any noise, but my breathing felt like it was so loud from all the pleasure I was feeling. It was ok though as the sound of the movie was loud enough to drown out our sounds of pleasure.
His thrusting was slow and his cock just felt awesome. I knew I’d cum soon from all the build up and he said he’d cum soon as well. We both knew I’d been on birth control for a while and then he asked where I wanted his load.
I didn’t answer and just kept backing my ass up into him until he said “oh fuck I’m cumming!”
And as soon as I felt him shooting that cum into me I felt a trembling from my orgasm that shook my whole body and made my pussy clamp down on his cock, milking every last ounce of cum out of it. His cock was pulsating inside me while my pussy squeezed the cum out. I was in heaven.
We laid there with him inside me for a few minutes, got up and cleaned up and smiled at each other and called it a night. On our way inside we agreed we should try it again sometime. Hopefully I’ll get lucky before I move back to school for the rest of of the school year :)

Drunken Confidence With My Brother

So I’m going on a stream of consciousness thing again. You’re never truly prepared for what unfolds in unfamiliar situations, and last night didn’t really follow the roadmap I had planned out in my head.
First off, I really appreciate the comments and especially PMs from last time. A few of you were super helpful in helping me relax and figure out what kind of attitude to adopt about the situation. Also TIL about the formatting tools. I lurk Reddit more than post.
So Adam came home later in the night, sometime after dinner. Our parents were watching TV, and I was up in my room reading. He came up to drop his stuff off in his room then stopped by mine to say hi and tell me about the convention. It was only day one, but I don’t think he’s going back since he really only went to help his friend that time. He mentioned something about refusing to surrender to the overpriced junk food there then scurried off downstairs to heat up leftovers. Done with reading, I followed shortly after and joined my parents to finish their movie. Adam ultimately decided to eat upstairs in his room, and I got a little worried over if it meant anything.
I saw the movie to the end, and my parents stayed for a bit to watch the news then went to bed after. It was close to midnight by then. I turned down the TV volume and put something else on to watch. About 20 minutes in, I get a text from him. Watching the phone glow with his name gave me that horrible immediate sinking feeling of nervousness you sometimes get when suddenly facing something uncomfortable. To my surprise though he opened like it’d be any of our other conversations. TRANSCRIPT TIME YEAHH:
“So you’re not allowed to make this awkward. Just getting that one out there. And I’ll find some way to get you back”
What are you talking about, you ate upstairs dumbass
“Yeah I’ll be real, I was too caught up in this bitchin pesto tortellini to notice you had migrated”
Got me there.
“And you had me last night”
…Smooth?
“I ruminate for an hour on how to not make this awkward and hey here we are”
You only beat me to it. I’m just cool with you not hating me
“I could’ve nudged you away”
But you didn’t
“I only had one beer, officer”
The finest sampling of bullshit this side of the Mason-Dixon.
“Well regardless if it was right or wrong, I really don’t want things to become weird”
Then we agree on that. This is maybe TMI, but I haven’t had any in a while and I acted on an intoxicated impulse. Not fair to you.
“Honestly I figured but remember I didn’t nudge you away”
Why are we still texting?
I turned the TV off and made my way up to his room with my heart pounding. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with phone still in hand. I asked what he meant by getting me back, and he admitted he didn’t think that far when he sent that because of being so nervous. We laughed a bit at that and then I said, “And what about the right and wrong part?” He says that it felt wrong but like a burden was lifted at the same time. Like a curiosity stuck in the back of your brain that’s fulfilled and put to rest. I told him how guilty I felt about being the instigator, and he just reminded me yet again that he never resisted. The dreaded “well what next” moment now arrives, and we’re at a loss for where to drive the conversation.
Then he springs up from the bed and says (paraphrasing here), “Look, we don’t have to think too hard about this. Either we look back and laugh one day, or we let whatever it is run its course. Both routes are fine as long as we stay cool and avoid forcing it into something it’s not.” It really felt so simple the way he said it, and I was totally fine with the idea. I wondered if he actually was keeping the door open a little or just trying to be as chill about it as possible. I didn’t feel quite as daring as the night before to find out.
We hugged it out then he kicked me out the room so he could change for bed. I took a quick shower and started getting ready for bed myself. A friend began texting me, so I was wrapped in the towel sitting on the bed for awhile without a chance yet to get into the PJs. Adam unexpectedly walks in during this and freezes at the door. He instantly apologizes and only wanted to remind me to sort out the food for Saturday’s party. He apologized again for not knocking. I laughed awkwardly/embarrassed and said something about us being way past that point.
He came in the room and shot back, “Why didn’t you say so! I totally planned to shower earlier too before you thwarted me. Imagine the water we could’ve saved!” We laughed together and less awkwardly that time. But the implication was sorta hot, and suddenly I was feeling brave all over again. “So I guess that puts a new option on the table,” I told him. Then I reached out and ninja-squeezed his dick over his boxers. He looked very surprised and caught off guard at first but quickly turned sly when he retorted, “So the word is given”. I roll my eyes at him and thank him for helping me feel like less of an ass about everything. He says innocently, “You joking? I have no idea what I’m doing here. I’m still hazy on whether I can ethically enjoy that blowjob or not.”
Whether he’s aware or not, this man is now successfully charming the pants off of me. It felt unreal talking candidly about blowjobs with Adam, but the fact that it was MY deed was turning me on, and something out of my gut lifted my hand towards his boxers again. This time my grasp lingered a bit. “Everything’s cool if two attractive adults remember to stay cool about it,” I reminded him. Adam looked incredulous and excited at the same time, not sure how to word that better.
I could tell he was lost on exactly what to do next, and I felt like I was supposed to followup with, well something/anything, so I just started rubbing. I don’t know, I’m winging it at this point. He got insta-hard and the boxers got tight. I moved faster, and he reacted with a soft grunt. This is really happening again. We’re not even being alcoholics. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed, and he reached out and grabbed the back of my head by my still damp hair. Goddamn, if he knew what that does to me.
I stood up to get closer and continued stroking from outside the boxers. He let out a sigh and rested his chin on my shoulder while still holding my hair. I slightly picked up speed and he responded by kissing my neck very passionately. He just dove in there. It felt so amazing, definitely a critical weakness of mine. Still kissing, his other hand traveled up my hip under the towel and went around to my ass. He pulled a cheek to the side and squeezed, and it was my turn to let out a moan. I was on the edge of taking his hard cock out of those boxers, when he pulled my head away and shot a load before I had the chance. I kept stroking the now-soaked boxers, which made the whole thing even hotter to me.
We were soon feeling exhausted and starting to get a grip on what just happened. I tell him I should go to bed now that he’s taken care of and kissed him on the cheek. But Adam decides to go ahead and drop this nugget: “Do you remember me spooning you last night?” I didn’t. “After you fell back asleep, you flipped over and pushed against me, like pretty hard.” I asked if that weirded him out and he said no, that it actually felt nice. He wondered if we could do it again. I’m like, sure but let’s go to your room so your TV can be an excuse if we’re found in there tomorrow morning. He said either way he was hoping I stayed in the towel. Well the towel’s damp, so that doesn’t work. And we’ll have to be extra careful. I took him by the hand and we went to his room, where I got in bed and under the covers. He took his t-shirt off, and I untied my towel and moved it out from the covers to the floor. Adam climbed in bed and spooned me with his hand up to my chest and our legs kinda tangled. I pressed my ass against his wet shorts and we fell asleep like right away.
This morning we got up early enough to not worry about someone coming upstairs. He left bed to shower, and I waited a minute before going to my room to put on PJs. We’re both off of work, so it’s been a lazy day so far. Mom and dad are going to be around so Adam and I haven’t addressed anything yet today. As some of you suggest, it’s probably better that we let this stuff play out as natural as possible anyway. So here I am taking the time to chronicle the adventures we are apparently now having. Going to grab some of that bitchin’ pesto tortellini out of the fridge in a hot minute.
tl;dr — Turns out my brother enjoys blowjobs, and I like being the one to get my brother off. Who knew? Then we cuddled and everything was sunshine and roses. Not much to complain about so far as everything went better than expected from literally every angle.

I cum inside my Aunt

It all happened when my Aunt came over to our place. I was 18 and she was, i think, 37. She was, and still is, one of the hottest women I’ve had fantasies about and think of when I jerk off. Beautiful face, pillowy breasts and pleasantly curvy figure. No playboy model can ever fill her spot for me.
So she came to our house and was chatting with my family. Her skin was so smooth and she had this arousing body shape. I just kept looking at her breasts throughout the time she was talking to the rest of my family in the living room. It brought back all those memories when I was sent to her home during vacations FOR TWO MONTHS. Those days were the days that mark my teenage. Those times when I jack off while kissing her bra in the hot bathroom as she knocks the door to say “It’s been long. Come out for breakfast” are the days that are vivid in my memory. I remember once getting a boner in front of her when she and I were alone; I might have been 15 by then and she was all sweaty from the cleaning, posing mammoth cleavages and visible nipples. Oh, those boobelicious days.
All right, cut to present; I leave the living room since I risk me being caught staring at her breasts with a heavily visible boner inside my pants. I get inside my room and lock the door. My room was on the ground floor and hence my door opens to the living room. Now I sit down near my locked door and peep through the gap between the door (my room’s door was french door- which opens in the middle). I can see my Aunt sitting on the cushion and most importantly, I can see her round buffy breasts. I drop down my pants, face pressed against the door and start fapping. Oh, that pleasure I got from that peep-fap.
Now, the reason my Aunt was on town was to visit her new house that was under construction and see how things were going and she wanted someone to go with. Me, being the boy who always have to ‘assist’ the elders, was immediately assigned the job of accompanying her. My just-fapped dick immediately shot up again.
All the while she was driving me there, I didn’t even try to hide my boner. I know she saw it but there was no point in hiding it from her anymore, I thought. GO BIG OR GO HOME. We reached the new house after an hour’s drive. It was a place which was pretty much deserted except for a few other new houses. No wonder because this place was far away from the town. We got there by 2 in the noon with high sun. There were some 4 or 5 workers- painters and an electrician. She walked around the house surveying the place while I followed her close behind her ass with a boner waiting to get in. The workers soon had to leave for lunch but we couldn’t since she wanted to speak about some issues to a guy who apparently would come after some hours. So, now it was me and her all alone in a house smelling of paint and new furniture. She was still exploring the rooms with me behind her ass waiting to rip her undies. Then she finally enters the bedroom and my dick was on its peak – it made zero sense to even wear pants. The plastic cover of the mattress hasn’t been removed yet and the room smelled of fresh coat of paint. She now says that she’s gonna get some sleep for a while and then laid on the bed. I wanted to jump in with her that very moment; She had seen my erection, she knows my intention, what am I waiting for? But I held myself back. The dick, hard and waiting.
She was fast asleep, at least I think, and I’m sitting in front of her and watching her sleep. The round breasts expand and shrink as she takes each breath. I couldn’t resist myself anymore. I took out my phone and went near her silently. Making sure the flash and the shutter sounds are turned off, I take pictures of her boobs; her cleavage; her round ass; all while making sure she’s still asleep. I quietly slip into the bathroom (It opens from the bedroom and still had a lot of work to be done on) and drop my pants. I open the images I just clicked and start fapping. The thrill of doing it in a new house knowing that you’re the first one to fap here added to the fact that I’m fapping to my Aunt who’s sleeping a few feet away gave me the hardest erection as I started fapping with one hand quickly swapping the pictures of her boobs and ass back and forth. This rush was what made me oblivious of the sound of my Aunt waking up. I realized she was up only when she knocked on the bathroom door. “Are you in there?”, she said. Now that was the tipping point. I couldn’t resist it any longer. I throw open the door, me completely naked with a total hard-on and she immediately knew what was gonna happen. I pushed her on the bed and she had zero protest about it. Then I climbed on her but she pushes me to the bed and she climbs on top. Now this was not planned and I’ve never done this before. I pull her by the hip and start kissing her. I can sense her passion. I couldn’t wait anymore to drink her milk so I try to rip her clothing. But she stops me and removed it for me. Oh, those breasts of my dreams. I finally suck her nipples good and with a good deal of sucking, out came the milk. I drank, drank and drank as she removed her panties. I had no condom (Who would guess this would happen?) and I was pretty nervous about this. But the GO BIG or GO HOME attitude came rushing back as I pushed her on the bed and inserted my dick. Oh goodness, this was what it feels like. I kept going at it in a rapid pace, all thanks to my history of porn and her moaning was pretty much loud. I had zero worries on what would happen next. I just kept on going until I realize that I had actually came. I came inside my own Aunt; loads. The Come was pretty large in volume that my dick came out all slimy. I laid on top of her and rubbed my slime at her stomach as I kissed her, using as much tongue as possible. I didn’t want to finish that kiss at all. It lasted for almost what seemed like twenty minutes. Once I was done, I laid myself on her but to my surprise, she pushes me aside and goes to the bathroom. It took some four minutes and she comes out all dressed as before and dressing her hair. I thought of saying something but I got too nervous seeing her in clothes while I was lying naked on the plastic cover of the new mattress, all covered with come. The room smelled extraordinarily of come while her expressionless face was making me guiltier every second. She then says “Go get dressed, I’ll drop you home”. Right at that moment, I was scared to death to hear the word ‘home’ come out of her mouth. I got myself to get out of the bed and she walked away to the living room. All the time I took when putting on my clothes, I was thinking of some convincing story I could say to my parents if she confronted me. I’d sweat my clothes almost completely and my hands were slightly shivering as I walked out of the house. She was inside the car, looking at her face in the rear-view mirror and adjusting her hair. I step in and close the door. She started the car and it was almost dead silence till we reached home. We didn’t speak a word. Once we pulled up on our driveway, I was too reluctant to even open the door. I rattled my brain so hard to say something but nothing came. I was sitting there still as she bends in front of me. I froze that very moment. But she was only opening my door for me. I looked at her eyes as she slid back. It showed her battling guilt with her forced indifference. I stepped out and almost immediately she drove away. I stood there with a heavy heart and slimy penis sticking to my underwear. My guilt had descended into my stomach. I ring the bell to my house and my mom opens it. She realized that I was alone and asked “Where’s [Aunt]?”. I didn’t even think and just blurted out “yeah, she had something that.. she left because something had.. come up. She got a call and she had to leave soon”. My mom said she’ll call her to check if something’s wrong and I quickly went inside my room to avoid having to hear the conversation. I threw myself on my bed and buried my face on the pillow. All that came to my mind was the look on her eyes when she dropped me off. The guilt coming down hard.
It has been almost three years now and me and my aunt have never met eyes, leave alone speak. Even when her name comes up, I feel uncomfortable. The guilt is still pretty hard on me but it’s gonna be vivid on my memory forever because I lost my virginity to my beautiful aunt.

Seeing my stepdaughter as a woman

I had just given my stepdaughter Paula a backrub, and I know she had felt my hard penis pressing against her hand as she laid her head on my lap, and she seemed to have really, really enjoyed her backrub. The last thing I had said to her the night before was that I was just going to do laundry the next day.
I woke up last, my wife Jeri had left for work early. Paula had school and work, so by the time I got out of bed around 9AM, the house was empty. After brewing a pot of God’s nectar, and sipping on my first cup of the greatness that is coffee, my thoughts turned to last night’s episode. I sat at the kitchen table with my mug, and replayed everything over in my head. What was I doing? What if I am totally misreading the situation? If I am, then what, and even more importantly, if I am not misreading it, what do I about it, and what do I WANT to do about it? I pondered everything for a while, considering the consequences of action, considering lust vs love, betrayal vs trust, physical affection vs sexual contact.
I poured a second cup of glory, and knew in my head that the fact that I was even having to think about it, it was wrong. Yes, my body felt different, and my heart felt an attraction and a love on top of the physical lust of the body, but logically I knew this could never happen, for the good of everyone. That being decided, I got up and started to get motivated. I needed to get some laundry done, hit the store, maybe go work out, and plan for dinner. I checked the fridge and freezer for dinner options, and made a list of things for the store. Time for laundry!
I go to my closet to get my laundry basket (I do my own laundry – I don’t trust anyone else not to shrink or ruin my clothes, a leftover habit from my mom. Thanks, Mom!) and notice the door is not closed all the way. That’s odd. I remember tossing my soiled shirt from last night on the top of the pile in the basket, and closing the door before heading to bed last night. The first thing I notice is that shirt is now balled up, and laying on the floor next to the basket. My mind notes, “that’s weird, must have rolled off the top somehow” and I reach down to pick it up and put it back on top. As I lift the shirt, I notice a movement of something pink drop out of the shirt. A pair of panties. I also smell the aroma of Paula’s perfume on my shirt. Well, I WAS giving her a backrub last night, but this seems too fresh and strong to be just a residual from that event 12 hours ago. My mind races in confusion as I reach down with my left hand to pick up the panties. I life them, like any red-blooded male, towards my face, and my nostrils pick up an entirely different aroma. “Oh God,” I think. “No way…” I inhale deeply through my nose. Way.
All of the previous hour’s logical thinking went out the window, as my brain took a completely different path from logic. For one, there is no misreading this situation. Paula is definitely offering or enticing my arousal, for what end I have no idea. Playing or learning sexual advances safely? Testing her limits with me? Is she just fantasy playing? Is she interested in a full sexual relationship, or is it just a teasing, “look but don’t touch too much” fun thing? Or, is she trying to exert control over me by using my arousal for her against me or her mom, or both? At the same time, I am thinking how to respond to this situation. Do I “play” back? Either by washing them and give them to her saying, “these smelled a little dirty, so I washed them for you” or by returning them without washing, and leaving a “present” of my own on them? Or just wash them and tell her, “I think you left these in the dryer” as if it never happened? She wouldn’t have put them there if she wanted the third option, and my mind was telling me to respond and see where it goes. After all, it’s just clothing. That’s what I tell myself. As much as I wanted to leave her a “present”, I needed to get some stuff done today, and masturbating into Paula’s panties probably wasn’t the most productive way to spend my morning. I put a load into the washer, changed into gym clothes, hit the gym and ran for about 30 minutes. I hit the grocery store on the way home, and picked up a few things for dinner. I got home, moved the clothes into the dryer, and threw in the second load, put away the groceries, and flipped on the tube while I waited for the washer to stop so I could use the shower without competing for water pressure. The joys of older houses.
After showering, I chilled for a few hours, trying to think of all the ways I could say the right thing to Paula when she got home, without being overly creepy, but more playful. I reconsidered my actions a few hundred times, and figured I would probably chicken out when faced with it, anyways, so stopped worrying. I began to prep dinner, and still had the laundry folded on the kitchen table when Paula got home.
“Hi Daddy!” she smiled at me in the kitchen as she came in from the side door off the driveway. I smiled back, “Hiya, Dear! Good day?”
“It was OK,” she responded. “A little stressful, not too bad, though!” I saw her eyes look over to the table and see the folded clothes there. I thought I saw a flash of fear or uncertainty in her eyes. Now or never, I suppose.
“Hey, Paula! Come here for a second, would you?”
“Uh, yes?” she said.
I walked over to the pile of folded clothes. I picked up the pink panties off the top of my soiled shirt, which I had purposely left on top of the pile. “I found these, and I, um, they seemed, um, like…” I fumbled for thought and breath at the same time. Relax! “Yeah, I found these,” I started over, “and they seemed like they might not have been washed, they, uh, smelled like they had possibly been worn, so I washed them for you,” and handed them to her, watching her reaction the entire time. My heart was beating a hundred beats a minute as I attempted to stay calm and cool. She just looked at me, trying to interpret what I was saying, and then after a brief moment, her eyes widened a little and she smiled. “Thanks, Daddy!” and practically bounced over to give me a big hug. “You’re so sweet!” she said, smiling up at me, almost beaming, and then bounded away to her room, panties in hand. God I loved watching her leave as much as I loved watching her come towards me.
Jeri came home, we finished eating, and put every away. Paula was either in her room or out watching TV. I used the time doing dishes and cleaning up after dinner to get a little frisky with the wife, grabbing her ass as we passed, steal a kiss, hug her from behind, pressing tightly, all the things we do to announce our intentions and advances. “Stop it!” she giggled, “later!” slapping my hands playfully when they roamed up to her breasts during a behind the back hug.
We all sat down and watched TV, that terrible new remake of an 80’s show that wasn’t all that great back then. Sorry to say, it’s even more ridiculous now then it was back then. My wife looks at me and announces she’s going to hit the hay. “I’ll join you,” I said. “I had a long day.” I could see Paula look a bit disappointed, as she was dressed a little revealingly, a halter top that was a bit too small, and shorts that were very loose, so when she lifted her knees, they flopped open to reveal her upper thigh and hips. I assumed that was for me, and it was tempting, for sure. I hear my wife leave the bathroom and head into bed, so I tell Paula, “Good night, dear! I’m going in with your mom. You looked really nice tonight”, I tell her and give her a small wink and a smile.
I follow Jeri into our bedroom, and as I turn to close the door, I have a thought in my head about the times Paula would “catch us” in the act. I turned out the light, closed the door most of the way, but not all the way until it latched, enough to ensure that the light from the hallway wouldn’t make it noticeable that it wasn’t closed all the way, but that anyone in the hallway would see that it wasn’t closed.
Jeri and I went through our basic routine of foreplay, where I come up behind her on the bed, move her hair, kiss her neck as I rub her shoulders for a minute, then proceed to kiss her fully on the mouth, and move my hands to her full breasts. As we progress down to handling each other’s lower parts, I position her so that I am facing the door, and she is facing away, or my body is blocking her view of the door when she is facing the doorway. I see the hallway light turn off, and keep one eye on my business at hand and one eye on the doorway. The TV is on, throwing shadows, so when I thought for sure the door moved a bit, it might have been a shadow. Either way, like a peacock, I began strutting my stuff sexually, so to speak, performing for an audience that I don’t even know is there, but I hope is there, watching me. I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist, but I have also never sniffed my stepdaughter’s panties before today, either, so I guess new things are happening all the time.
I bring my wife to orgasm, and thinking about both her and an audience, I a little more vocally than normal, have my own eruption, deep inside my wife, as she gasps and I grunt my appreciation. She looks me in the eye as we have the post-coitus glow moment, and asks me, “You sure have been pretty horny lately. What is causing that?”
“I don’t kn, uh, you’re just so beautiful” I stammer out. She smiles. “I’m sure.” I lean down, kiss her and get up to go get a towel. Again, the TV was on, but I thought for sure I heard rustling by the door. I definitely heard the closing of either Paula’s or the bathroom door out in the hallway.
“Maybe you should close the door all the way shut next time.” I hear Jeri’s voice say from behind me on the bed. I close the door and turn back.

Our Family Story 3

Saturday morning I woke up about 7am. I was laying in bed checking the news on my phone. Sarah was still asleep next to me. The bedroom door flys open, Kelly and Lexi come running in and jump on the bed. They were standing up, and jumping around, arms and tits bouncing everywhere. Sarah pulled the covers over her head and said, “It’s not Christmas. Go away.”
Kelly said, “We need dad to make coffee.” Lexi added, “And Pancakes.” I replied, “Okay okay, I’m getting up. How about you two go downstairs and make me a Bloody Mary.” They ran out of the room.. When I got downstairs, I saw that the boys were already up.
They had all been up for an hour our so. Lexi was laying between the boys playing video games, while Kelly made five Bloody Marys. They all had one, and one for me. I went in the kitchen, made coffee, and got out everything I needed for breakfast.
The girls followed me into the kitchen and, informed me I was making pancakes, eggs, sausage, and sausage gravy to go over the biscuits. I told Lexi, “Go wake up your dad, and tell him to get his ass in here to help me.” They ran out of the kitchen.
I looked in at Jason and Brandon, and asked, “Holy hell. What got into those two this morning?” Jason replied, “They’ve been high energy all morning.” I pointed at Jason, and then Brandon, and said, “You two need to fuck them, and get them calmed down.” Jason replied, “That might make it worse.” Brandon said, “Maybe after breakfast.”
Randy staggered into the kitchen, and asked, “What are we doing?” I replied, “Drinking Bloody Marys, and making breakfast.” Kelly said, “We’re out of Zing Zang.”
I asked, “Did you look in the far right cabinet under the bar?” The girls ran out of the kitchen again. I asked, to no one in particular, “Are they fucking running everywhere today?” I heard the boys laugh. Randy had a confused look on his face.
The girls came back in with Randy’s drink, and were giggling about something. I didn’t ask what it was. Randy and I started making breakfast. About a half hour later, Sarah came in the kitchen to get coffee. She asked, “Have you two seen what’s going on in the other room?”
Randy and I both went to take a look. The girls were on top of Jason and Brandon 69’ing. Kelly was on Jason, Lexi was on Brandon. We watched for a second, and then went back to making breakfast. I said, “Maybe that will calm them the fuck down.” Sarah raised an eyebrow at me. I explained the girls were full of energy this morning. Running everywhere they went.
When breakfast was done, I hollered “Breakfast is ready.” Sarah, Randy, and I sat down at the table, the kids didn’t come in. “I hollered, “Hey! Breakfast. I’m not calling you a third time.” The girls came in giggling. The boys came in with their hard ons bobbing in front of them. Sarah started laughing, and said, “You two boys are going to be hard all day.” Kelly replied, “That’s the plan.”
We finished breakfast, and cleaned everything up. The girls decided they needed to be clean shaved, and hit the showers. Sarah did the same. The boys and I figured we would have to wait a little while for the water to heat back up after the girls were done.
Randy and I played a game of 9-ball, the boys were sitting at the bar watching. I sang, “Four naked dudes sitting in a room….” (To the tune of blank and blank sitting in a tree….) They all started laughing. Randy said, “Ya, this isn’t weird at all.” Then added. “It’s crazy how comfortable you all are with each other.”
I replied, “Well, we have known each other a long time.” Randy said, “Duh, I know, but we look in the other room, and the boys are laying on the floor, with the girls on top of them. One of whom is my daughter. For anyone else, it would be a huge shock. Like oh my God! If we told anyone, they wouldn’t believe it. But, for you guys it’s just……..Saturday morning. Let’s make breakfast. I’m still amazed. It’s unbelievable, and even more unbelievable that Lexi and I are a part of it.”
I said, “If you start singing kumbaya, I’m going to fucking hit you with this pool stick.” Randy replied, “Okay okay. I’m just still amazed by all this. That’s all.”
Brandon said, “All I know is, I was about two seconds away from cumming, when dad yelled breakfast was ready. I’m still waiting.” Randy chuckled, and said, “You poor guy. I’m sure the girls will make you cum plenty of times today.” I replied, “I think that was a hint for Jason.”
Randy just looked at me like, what does that mean? I said, “Jason likes to help his brother out orally.” Randy got a huge grin on his face, and said, “No shit? And, that’s ok with everyone? The whole bi thing?” Jason said, “Just orally, nothing else.” Randy replied, “That’s fucking awesome man.” He was still grinning. We were all looking at him.
Randy paused, and then said, “I would love to see that.” Brandon moved from the bar stool to a regular chair. Jason got on his knees in front of him, and started sucking. Jason had a hold of Brandon’s balls, and was licking and sucking on his cock, giving a show like Sarah does.
Randy was leaning back against the pool table watching, and saying, “Oh wow. That’s awesome. Man that looks good. Looks like Jason is good at this.” I was watching Randy more than I was watching the boys. Randy’s dick was growing hard.
Then we heard, “Oh shit! Ewwwww gross!” We turned and there was Lexi with a horrified look on her face. Kelly was coming in behind her, and asked, “What? What?” Lexi said, “Jason was sucking Brandon’s dick. That’s fucking gross!”
Kelly drug Lexi in to the other room, and all we heard was Kelly saying, “You suck dick and have no problem eating my pussy, but you see a guy sucking a dick and it’s fucking gross? Just because you’ve never seen it, and were shocked, doesn’t mean you get to freak out. Jason sucking Brandon is no different than me, you, or my mom sucking Brandon, just like you, me, and my mom eating pussy. Grow the fuck up Lexi.”
Lexi said, “Okay okay, shit. I’m sorry. Oh God. What am I supposed to do?” Kelly said, “Go in there, get on your knees next to Jason, and help him suck Brandon’s cock. Fucking Go!…..Now!!” Then we heard a slap noise.
Jason quickly went back to sucking Brandon. Lexi came in followed by Kelly, got down next to Jason, and Jason held Brandon’s cock for her as she took it in her mouth. Lexi’s ass had a red hand print from Kelly swatting her. Kelly stood next to me. Randy and I both looked at each other for a second. I said, “That just fucking happened, and now this is happening.” Randy nodded his head.
We watched Jason and Lexi continue to work on Brandon’s cock, taking turns sucking on it and kissing in between. It was a pretty hot thing to watch. Brandon came, but it wasn’t a huge load since he came a couple times the night before. Lexi got the load, but shared it with Jason in a kiss.
When Jason and Lexi stood up, Kelly grabbed Lexi and hugged her. Kelly said, “See, not gross like you thought huh?” Lexi replied, “No, it wasn’t.” The kids all went to the other room, leaving Randy and I in the game room. Randy said, “Holy shit dude.”
I chuckled. “Right?” Randy replied, “Kelly’s a bad ass.” I said, “You have no fucking idea.” Randy sat there looking at me for a minute, then said, “So… is Jason the only one? Or, you and Brandon too?”
I explained, “Brandon isn’t into giving oral, but likes Jason to suck him. They used to trade hand jobs. Jason liked making Brandon cum, more than getting a hand job from him. They would trade hand jobs while looking at Sarah’s a Kelly’s picture books.”
Randy nodded his head, and asked, “And, you?” I replied. “Don’t really consider myself bi, but you know I will kiss Sarah with a mouthful, or eat her cream pie. I have sucked Jason, at Sarah’s direction, only once in a swinging situation, but that’s it. Just oral, never anything else.”
Randy just sat there looking at me. I finally asked, “What?” He replied. “I use to watch a lot of bi porn with MMF threesomes where the guys sucked each other. I’ve always wondered what it was like to suck someone, but never had the chance to find out.”
I was still leaning against the pool table. I said, “Well hell, let me help you out my friend. I wouldn’t want you to go through life feeling like you missed out.” Randy chuckled, and said, “Ya. Okay.” I replied, “Suck my dick Randy.”
Randy slowly got down in front of me. Grabbed my balls and the base of my cock. He looked at my dick like he was thinking about it for a little while. Then he proceeded to give me a horrible blow job. I stopped him and said, “If you really want to do that, you need to ask Sarah to show you.” Randy said, “Okay, maybe I will”
Kelly and Lexi were the only ones in the family room, the boys were taking showers. Randy and I went upstairs. He went in the guest room, I went in the bedroom. Sarah was laying on the bed talking on the phone. She was already showered and had her hair done. I took a quick shower.
When I was out, Sarah was just getting off the phone. I filled her in on the events, including Lexi’s freak out, and the new discovery about Randy. Sarah said, “Jesus. We’ve opened a whole new interesting can of worms.”
Sarah then told me she had an idea of taking the girls for manicures and pedicures, and then shopping for show off outfits. All for us guys to take them out to dinner that night. I said, “It sounds like this weekend is going to cost me a lot of money.” Sarah smiled, and said, “Yes it is, but me and the girls are so worth it.” I kissed her, and replied, “You definitely are.”
For the next few hours, the girls were gone getting their nails done and shopping. The clothes they wore to the mall, were planned for showing off in. Skirts and button down blouses. No Bras. The guys were sitting around, still nude, watching whatever sports we could find. I was hoping the girls would be needing to be fucked after showing off, flirting, and maybe flashing guys at the mall.
I was right. They came in full of laughter, and ready to fuck. They dropped all of their bags at the bottom of the stairs, and joined us in the family room. Sarah stripped naked and sat in my lap. Lexi and Kelly got naked also, and started telling us stories.
After their nails were done, they went to the mall with the plan of going to Victoria Secrets, and Fredrick’s of Hollywood. They wondered in and out of a few stores, and catching the eyes of a few guys. They had the attention of one middle aged guy that was waiting outside a fitting room, holding his wife’s purse.
As they were walking around the clothes racks. Sarah undid a button on her blouse. It was only buttoned up to right below her tits to begin with. She was standing there looking at clothes, and playing with the next button. She had the guy’s full attention. Then she looked right at the guy and undid the next button. The guy grinned from ear to ear. Sarah opened her top, and quickly showed him both tits. She buttoned the two buttons as they walked away. The girls were laughing. Sarah told them, “That guy now has a story to tell.”
As they went around the mall Sarah told them some of her tricks, like playing with her buttons. She told them that if you start playing with a button in front of a guy. They will be staring, and hoping, it comes undone. Almost willing it to happen. You can almost hear them begging, “Please.” Same thing when playing with the hem of your skirt, or bikini strings. Most men are dying for something to happen, hoping to get a look.
They found matching, low cut, short dresses, for all three of them, and then went looking for shoes. That started the panty flashing for the guys in the shoe stores. All three of them were getting shoes put on their feet with open legs in their short skirts.
As the girls started telling the stories, they were standing up, and mostly telling Randy and the boys. Sarah was sitting sideways on my lap. I slid my hand between her legs. When my fingers touched the wetness of her pussy, she smiled at me. I knew she would be wet.
Flashing and showing off, has always been a huge turn on for her. She loves it. And, now that Kelly is getting involved and liking it also, mom and daughter can have a lot of fun. Of course having Lexi with them is fun as well, but I could see Sarah’s wheels turning, and feel the wetness of her pussy, as she watched and listened to Kelly.
I dipped my finger fully into her wetness, and started twirling my finger tip around her clit. Every once in while I would dip inside her pussy to keep it wet. After a few minutes, Sarah laid her head back against me, and said, “Mmmm.” Kelly and Lexi both looked over at her. I dipped my finger in her pussy, and went after her clit to make her cum.
The girls stopped talking. Sarah had her eyes closed. I said, “She has always gotten so turned on by showing off her tits or pussy. You should have her tell you about some of the times she’s giving me head in public, or we had sex, like on a beach.” Sarah started cumming.
After Sarah’s orgasm, Kelly said, “You’ve given dad head in public? Other than road head?” Sarah replied, “Yes, you know we’ve done it in movie theaters. There’s also been times in parks, on beaches, truck stops, at concerts, once in a bar. We fucked in a church once also.” Kelly said, “Holy shit mom. You’re crazy.” Sarah laid her head back again as I rubbed her clit through another orgasm.
Sarah turned and slid off me. She ended up on her knees in front of me. She look over at Randy and said, “Randy come fuck me.” Then she took my hard cock in her mouth and started sucking. She had her knees spread, back arched, with her ass up in the air. Randy got behind her, and started fucking her pussy.
Kelly straddled Brandon, facing him, and started riding his cock. Lexi did the same with Jason. The girls rode Brandon and Jason until they both came. Randy unloaded inside Sarah. When Randy pulled out, I pointed at him, and then pointed at my dick. He looked at me for a second.
I did it again. He looked over at Lexi, but Lexi was busy making out with Jason. Randy moved in next to Sarah. She was more than willing to share, and teach. Randy just started doing whatever Sarah did. After a little while, Lexi realized what was going on. She and Kelly moved next to us. I was sitting in my recliner, Sarah and Randy in front of me, Kelly and Lexi on the sides. The girls were up on their knees, with their elbows on the armrests.
Sarah was sucking me good, getting me close to cumming, then she would let Randy have my cock. When he didn’t get me to cum, Sarah took it again. Every time I was getting close, I would tap her elbow without anyone seeing. The third time we did this, I was right on the edge, Sarah pulled back, Randy took me full in his mouth, and I unloaded.
Randy choked, and started coughing. He gagged once, and ran to the bathroom. Lexi went with him, laughing her ass off. Randy was okay, but there was a lot of spitting and gargling going on. When he came back, I said, “Dude, you alright?” Randy replied, “Yes, I wasn’t expecting that.” I laughed, and asked, “What the fuck did you think was going to happen?”
The girls decided we were going to a place called BJ’s Brewhouse for dinner. It’s outside the shopping mall. The girls planned for us to park on the opposite side of the mall, and walk through the mall to the restaurant. We all started getting ready. The guys were ready first, and waiting downstairs. I called ahead to get seating for seven.
The girls came down stairs, in short, black, button down, sweater dresses. Black open toe high heels, red finger and toe nails, and red lipstick. The dresses were low cut, so the top button was in the middle of their tits. They all had the top button undone.
I told them to stop on the stairs, and ran to get my camera. They started posing together while I took pictures. I asked, “Red panties?” Sarah replied, “No panties,” and pulled her dress up. The girls showed me they didn’t have panties on either. They all unbuttoned completely and opened their dresses. No bra either. I took more pictures.
Since there was too many of us to all go in my truck, the kids followed us in Kelly’s car. We parked. Sarah’s dress was so short, she couldn’t get in, or out, of my truck without showing pussy. When we got to the doors, we let the girls go on ahead. Kelly and Lexi were holding hands. They went right.
We went in, went left, and stayed a little behind, just to watch. We were trying not to laugh when we saw a guy get in trouble for looking at the girls. His wife, or girlfriend, grabbed his arm and drug him the opposite direction, while chewing his ass.
A quarter way into the mall, the girls were being followed by two guys that we guessed were early 20’s. We knew they were going to the escalator so we speed up a little to get right behind the guys. Just before the girls reached the escalator, Sarah winked at me. Just letting me know that she knows where we are.
The two guys got on the escalator about eight steps behind the girls. We were right behind the guys. Kelly and Lexi were ahead of Sarah. About half way up, Sarah bent over to do something with her shoe. Full pussy shot. One of the guys put his hand to his mouth and had a huge grin. The other one said, “Jesus.” I said, “Holy shit. You don’t see that every day.” We acted just as shocked as the two guys were.
At the top of the escalator, the girls went right, and into a store. The two guys went straight, and we went left, heading back the other way. We took our time, and walked down to the next place we could cross back over, and head up the right side. We stepped into a shoe store and looked at some basket ball shoes for a second. As we came out of the shoe store, the girls came out of their store a little ways ahead of us. Kelly and Lexi were still holding hands.
Randy said, “You guys have fucking done this before. You have a whole routine.” I just smiled, and said “Many times.” We went down an escalator and over to the left, where we could see the girls walking up top on the right. They came down the next escalator going the other direction, with the two guys behind them again. We stopped at a cell phone case booth.
The girls walked by, then the two guys. The guys saw us and nodded. I asked, “Any more show?” One of them said, “Down blouses.” The guy running the booth, said, “Who? Those three?” I said, “Ya, the mom bent over on the escalator. No panties.” The guy said, “Shit. I hear about this flashing stuff all the time, but never get to see it.”
The girls went into a store. The two guys sat on a bench. As we passed by, Randy said, “Good luck.” One of the guys said, “No shit.” We went to the other side and went in a store. I stayed close to the door so I could see when the girls came back out.
They bought something in the store they were in, and came out with Kelly carrying a bag. They walked up to a bench that was two down from the guys. Kelly set the bag on the bench, then lifted her foot up and did something with her shoe. The guys were on her left. Kelly had her right foot on the bench, left leg straight, giving them a full pussy shot. She stayed like that for a minute or so, talking to Lexi.
Sarah was looking at her phone because I sent her a text that said, the phone case guy said he hears about girls flashing all the time but never gets to see it. Sarah texted back, today is his lucky day. Kelly kissed Lexi, and they walked on. We came out of the store and walked up the other side.
We stopped at a booth that had sports memorabilia plaques. The two guys walked up to us, and one said, “None of those girls have panties on.” I replied, “No shit? We’ve only seen the mom flash.” He said, “They’re doing this shit on purpose. Have to be.” I replied, “Damn that’s crazy.” One of them said, “We thought the two might be sisters, but they’re kissing each other.”
Randy said, “Maybe they’re really close sisters.” The guy replied, “Fuck, I don’t know.” They hung out with us, looking at the sports plaques, for a little while. When the girls came out of the store a little ways behind us, the guy working the booth said, “Here comes your friends.” We all stayed at the booth, as they walked up behind us, and kept going.
As they went by, I turned a little and scratched my wrist, which is a sign for Sarah to pay attention to the time, we still had dinner reservations. They went on ahead, and we lost them for a few minutes, but I knew where they they would end up, so we headed for the cell phone booth again.
When we got there, the girls were sitting on a bench across from the booth. They were about ten feet away. The guy working the booth had a giddy look on his face. He turned to us, and whispered, “Holy shit! I’ve seen everything.” We hung around the booth looking at different cases, and getting flashed by the girls.
They were crossing and uncrossing their legs, and bending forward to show their tits. After a few minutes, I said, “I let them know you’ve heard about flashers but never got to see anything.” He just looked at me with a smile. I held out my hand, and said, “You’re welcome. We have dinner reservations so time to go.” He shook my hand, and said, “You’re all with them? That’s fucking wild.”
The girls got up and started walking. We caught up to them and went to dinner. We never saw the other two guys again, but when we walked back through the mall, the cell phone booth guy waved at us. The girls all waved back.
When we got to the restaurant, it was like kids night. I’ve never seen so many kids in that place on a Saturday night. The girls played it cool, and only flashed our waiter a couple of times. We ate dinner and got out of there.
We made it back to the house, went up to the bedroom, all the clothes came off, and the eating, sucking, and fucking started. The girls each had a turn in the swing, and a turn with each of the guys. I can’t really give you all the details of this because everyone was everywhere. The girls were pretty turned on from all the flashing, that they couldn’t get enough orgasm. When us guys were worn out and needed recovered time, the girls started using vibrators on each other.
At different times, different ones of us fell asleep. The sun was up when I woke up, and Lexi was getting fucked by Jason in the bed next to me. I said, “Good morning. Been up all night?” Lexi said, “Good morning.” Jason said, “No. we just woke up a few minutes ago.”
I got up, grabbed a quick shower, and they were done when I came out. I headed downstairs to make coffee. After a while, everyone was staggering downstairs looking for coffee and breakfast. After we figured that out, Randy and Lexi took showers, got their stuff together, and headed home. The rest of us spent the day being lazy…..

Sometimes, once is enough

The following took place my senior year of highschool, my sister had just moved away for college a couple months prior, leaving only me and my mom living at home. My father had passed away back when I was 8 and Mom never dated much after that — between work and raising two kids, she never really had the time.
She was only 38 when these events took place, and she’s always taken good care of herself, so despite her regular comments about needing to lose a few pounds, she’s always carried it in a very voluptuous and feminine figure. She’s of average height, maybe a bit above average, with rather long brunette hair and gentle green eyes. If she’d wanted a man in her life at the time, she’d have had no trouble, I’m sure.
I could objectively recognize she was an attractive woman, but I was never weird about it and my thoughts were always fairly tame. Hormones would however get the best of me from time to time and I’d look through her underwear drawer while she was at work or stare at her cleavage a little longer than I should have, but beyond that, there was never any sexual tension or taboo behavior between either of us.
Things took a turn one Friday night though… It was our semi-regular movie night and I had a simple dinner ready by the time she came home from work. She had a couple glasses of wine with dinner, had her shower, and by 10PM we were both in our pajamas ready to put the movie on. My PJs consisted of baggy pajama pants and a t-shirt, while she wore loose-fitting pajama shorts and matching button-up short-sleeve shirt. Pretty boring, pretty unsexy. All in all, just another movie night so far.
We lived in a townhouse, so the living room was pretty cozy, i.e., not a lot of room for furniture. It was just an oversized loveseat against the wall, a chair, and a large leather ottoman which served as a footrest and coffee table. The loveseat faced the TV so that’s where we usually sat for movie night. I took my seat on the right side, while she tossed a pillow on my left leg so she could lay down with her legs up on the left armrest.
Nothing unusual happened during the movie, though I would occasionally look down to my left and stare at my mom’s cleavage. The way she was laying on her side — slightly forward from me and facing the TV — made it so I could stare as long as I wanted without being busted. The low cut and loose fit of her pajamas, which she always wore without a bra, meant that I could see pretty far down her shirt and even make out the soft pink beginnings of her aereolas. Being a teenager who’d never even touched a boob yet, this sight was defintiely getting me hard. The pillow over my left leg covered my lap though, so I knew my arousal was discrete, there was nothing my mom could see and certainly no way she could feel it through the pillow. I was just a normal teenager with a boner; I calmed myself down and went back to watching the movie.
I don’t recall what the actual movie was, but it wasn’t that great, and by midnight we’d both fallen asleep on the couch before it was over — this was not an at all unusual way for movie night to end, in fact, actually finishing a movie without someone falling asleep was rare. I woke up sometime later, at what was probably around 3AM, to the DVD menu screen looping silently, casting a faint light over the otherwise dark room. By now I’d slumped down a little further into the couch with my feet up on the ottoman; my mother was still asleep, still in a similar position resting her head upon the pillow on my left leg. My left arm was hanging over her midsection and by that time, her subtle respositionings throughout the night meant her pajama shirt had ridden up, her stomach now exposed just to the very beginnings of her breasts, only the slighest bit of underboob visible; the fabric was kept from going any further up by her left arm that hung across her bussom. Her right arm was resting at her side. This slightly new postioning of hers pushed her cleavage up even more than before, and in my half-awake, overly-hormonal state, I decided to just lay there staring down her shirt at her now clearly visible left breast and nipple occupying the free space just below the top button. The lamp next to the couch was now off, so I couldn’t quite see as far down her shirt as earlier, but that didn’t matter much, as the light from the TV was more than enough.
I was so turned on and still only half-awake, just enjoying this incredible view. At this moment my forearm was still across her exposed midsection, but I repositioned myself so that now my bare hand was on her stomach. My heart was racing now, I could even feel myself shaking a bit. I was laying there slumped down in the couch, staring at my mom’s bare breast, while my left hand rested on her warm midsection. It was so wrong, but the silence in the room and my slumbersome state made the whole moment feel so surreal, like a dream. I was fully erect, but with my mom’s head still on my upper left thigh, I was lucid enough to know not to do something as risky as pleasure myself. I’d yet to even touch myself at this point, but my cock was twitching beneath my pajamas. I was harder than ever and I had to do something, so I just respositoined my cock towards my right thigh and held it there in my hand, squeezing it gently, left hand still on my mom’s stomach, eyes still locked on her breasts. I stayed like this for at least 10 minutes, trying to just enjoy the moment without doing something stupid. My hormones convinced me I could push my luck, so I decided to move my left hand around her midsection, slowly feeling more of her warm body, eventually positioning my hand on her stomach in a way that my forearm was gently brushing the barely exposed underboob where her pajamas had ridden up. It was so soft on my skin, I nearly came right there. I moved my hand away just a bit so it rested just below her breasts, no longer touching them in any way. I stopped at that moment, feeling like I just couldn’t take it any further, this was already so wrong and she could wake up any minute. I continued to just squeeze my cock and stare upon her still visible breast. I told myself this was as far as it was going.
A few more minutes went by, I was gonna try to fall back asleep but before I could, my mother put her hand on top of my wrist, my hand still there resting mere inches from her naked breasts. I completely froze and my initial reaction was to pretend to be asleep. I waited a few moments and tried to pull away, but as I did she gently pulled back. I wasn’t sure what she was doing or whether she’d been awake this whole time. I was so nervous. A moment later she pulled my hand further up, under the bunched section of her shirt, so my hand was now directly between her breasts. There was no doubt she was awake and there was no doubt this was intentional, but I still didnt know what to do or what that meant. Not a word had been spoken to this point. I just left my hand there, shaking nervously. What in the world was happening?! Sensing my nervousness, she just brushed my forearm back and forth, without speaking she was telling me to relax. Getting over the initial shock I relaxed my hand and let it slide down over her right breast. I went slow, waiting for any sign that she wanted me to stop, but she just kept rubbing my forearm. My hand was now resting upon her breast, I could feel her nipple pushing into the palm of my hand.
After a couple minutes, feeling slightly more at ease, I gave a gentle squeeze and ran my fingers across her nipple. Her hand still on my forearm, she let out a very faint gasp. I slowly moved my hand across her bussom and cupped her other breast, the one that I’d been staring at earlier, which was still visible. Actually seeing her breast as I held it now brought me to a whole new level of arousal. Everything was happening so slowly and methodically, I couldn’t believe it was happening. I couldn’t believe she was letting this happen. The room was still completely silent, still only the repeating DVD menu screen illuminating the room. I moved back and forth between each breast for a few minutes before I started to slowly move my hand all over her upper body. I was in heaven, her soft, warm body felt so good to touch. Feeling a little braver, and wondering how far this could go, my hand ventured south where I attempted to slide under her pajama bottoms, but just as I could feel the beginnings of her bush, she again took hold of my wrist and directed me back north; without saying a thing, she let me know that’s off limits, at least for now.
I moved my hand back to her breasts for a time, paying close attention to the changes in her breathing as I played with her nipples. She was clearly enjoying this, but I wanted to find out I’d meet any resistance by moving my hand to her ass — I had no idea if any of this could ever happen again, so I wanted to explore as much as possible — I pulled my hand from beneath her shirt and placed it on the back of her leg, just above her knee, slowly traveling up, squeezing her thigh as I went. I stopped just below her left cheek, my fingers on her inner thigh, my thumb on the outside. I knew my fingers were just inches from her pussy because it was so incredibly warm. I continued to just massage her inner thigh with the tips of my fingers, but I was careful not to move them any closer to her pussy after being redirected just moments ago. I kept that up for a few minutes, my cock still harder than ever just thinking about the warmth she was putting off. I was loving every second of this and the soft moans Mom was making let me know she was still enjoying this too. I eventually moved my hand into the leg of her shorts and massaged her ass for a breif time, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the pulsating heat coming from between her thighs, I slid my hand back down, my fingers once again on her inner thigh just inches from her cunt. I was moving my hand back and forth gently on the soft skin of her inner thigh, but I pulled back as I ever so briefly made contact once again with the beginnings of her bush. Mom could obviously tell where I was trying to go with this and reached back to grab my wrist once again for a little redirection, I assumed to pull me away again, but she instead pushed my hand deeper, giving me the go-ahead. I forgot to keep breathing as my hand was finally touching her warm, wet pussy. I was nervous all over again and just left my hand there cupping her between the legs as I let out a shallow gasp remembering once again to breath. It was probably a full minute that passed before I started to run my fingers back and forth across her lips. Her delightful moans even more noticeable now.
All this time she’s still been on her side, her leg lifted just enough so my hand can maneuver between her thighs, but this wasn’t sustainable or very comfortable for her. She pulled my hand away so she could roll over on her back, facing the ceiling. As she rolled over this was the first time we made eye contact, but still not a word had been spoken between us. We looked at each other for about 30 seconds as she layed her head back down on the pillow which was still resting on my left leg. My right hand still on my cock but not doing much or I’d explode. Mom slowly closed her eyes again and placed my hand back on her midsection. My hand immediately went back under her shorts to continue what I’d started. The elastic band of her shorts was frustrating my range of movement though, so I pulled my hand out, grapped the bottom of one of the leg openings and tried to pull her shorts down. She was still laying on the underside of her shorts though, so that didn’t work; it took her a second to understand what I’d just tried to do, but when she got it, she arched her back a bit as I gave another tug. This time it worked and the top of her shorts were at her knees, while her legs were still dangling over the left armrest of the sofa. She kicked them off the rest of the way and was now completely naked from the waist down. This was this first time I’d actually seen her amazing pussy. Her bush was closely trimmed so as to not be too long, but nothing fancy. I moved my hand back again and began to run my hand up and down her wet slit. I had to lean forward, scooting a little to my left so I could get a better view while my fingers wandered between her shimmering lips.
I continued to rub her pussy for a while before finally managing to slip my middle finger inside her, she was so wet and as I entered she squeezed my whole hand tightly between her thighs before relaxing again. At this point there was a sort of rhythm between us, Mom still lay there with her eyes closed, but she’d moan and thrust up ever so slightly, such that I could tell when I was doing good. I pushed my fingers in and out, adding a second digit and occassionally pulling them out completely to run my fingers all the way up and down her slit.
While keeping things going with my left hand, I took my right hand off my cock to undo her pajama top. The buttons on these shirts are huge and very loose, so it was no problem getting these undone with one hand. Three buttons later I pulled each half aside and there was my mom, now fully naked before me. I scooted her up a little further in my lap so I could continue fingering her cunt with my left hand while my right hand was free to play with her breasts. I moved her hair to the side and grabbed her right breast, pinching her nipple and gently pulling it to the left and right. I could tell she really liked that.
Her right hand was now on top of my left, guiding it vigorously around her cunt. She started breathing heavier and heavier, her thrusts into my hand getting more and more violent. I was losing my mind taking this all in, it was still in the back of my mind that this was so wrong, but seeing her buck from the intense pleasure she was experiencing from my touch was indescribable. I kept pounding my fingers into her as she was moments from climax, leaning my head in as far as I could until I was able to take her left breast in my mouth, she started to come while I sucked hard on her nipple, using my free right arm to push her into me while her body quivered.
Her thrusts slowed and her moans quieted. She opened her eyes and we once again made eye contact. “Oh…my god, that… was…ahh”, she said in a whispered voice. The first words from either of us in these early morning hours. A quiet, exasperated “Yeah…” was all I could get out in reply. I was still hard as a rock, my left hand still resting on her pussy, my right arm still holding her close to me. It wasn’t going to take much at this point for me to come, but I was really hoping she be the one to make it happen.
Other than that moment of climax when I took her breast in my mouth, it was just hands touching body parts. It was still a delicate situation and hard to articulate; there was a lot of non-verbal communication taking place between us during all this and there were still rules. I wanted her to make me come, but putting my cock in her mouth felt like it may be out of bounds. There was space to the right of me now though, where I had originally started that night. I scooted her all the way over me, she was now sitting just to my right, her back up against the right armrest, her ass against the outside of my right thigh, her naked thighs laying across my lap. I sat up just an inch and pulled my own pants towards my knees, then pulled her left leg to my chest, my hard cock now there in the open space between her thighs, only a few inches from her still wet pussy. I was breathing so hard as I looked at her looking at my cock. She leaned forward and took it in her hand, not stroking it, just holding it at first. She started to go up and down, then pulled back to lick her hand. I stopped her as I noticed and instead ran my hand across the juices still lingering on her cunt, covering my cock with them as I glanced back at her with a cheeky but slightly unsure smile, hoping that didn’t cross a line. She smirked and again took hold of my cock; I prepared to come almost as soon as she began. Her twisting up and down motion was pure bliss. I leaned back into the couch and she could tell I was close. I tightly grabbed her left leg that was still pressed up against my chest and reached out to grab her right breast. Then it happened, she had my cock pointed right at her and I came all over her chest, stomach, everywhere, dripping down her body and mixing with all her wetness from earlier. It was an incredible!
I just sunk into the couch as she let go of my cock. We sat there for a moment before I scooted under her, she was sitting there naked on my lap as I wrapped my arms around her, she leaned in to wrap her arms around me as well, resting her head on my right shoulder. We were both exhausted and just sat like that for awhile, falling in and out of sleep. Eventually we got up and went to our respective rooms. I remember I slept for most of the day.
This was the first and only time anything like this ever happened between us, we talked very breifly, agreeing that were both in a somewhat sleepy state that combined with hormones made for a uniquely enjoyable sexual experience, but one we could never repeat. I’ll never forget it, I don’t regret it, but once was enough.

Intimate encounters with my brother 2

After our experience There wasn’t any discomfort or anything around my brother, but he’s been checking me out non stop and sometimes touches my ass when we’re alone in the kitchen or something. It’s cute, and kinda sexy so I don’t mind. After all, I did enjoy our little experience, even though it does feel so wrong to have done it.
Like I’d said, we kind of agreed we should try something again soon, but I didn’t know whether anything would happen other than the ass touching that’s been going on.

There was New Year’s Eve party being hosted by my dad’s boss and it was a hell of a celebration to welcome the new year. My parents and I drove out to the party on the last afternoon of 2016, my brother would meet us there as he was on his way back from a friend’s party.
It was a swell night for the most part, and because of the chilly weather I decided to go with warmth and comfort; black leggings and a sweater. And of course, as soon as my brother arrived I knew he wouldn’t be able to help himself when eyeing me head to toe. I won’t lie, I liked the attention, as wrong as it may be. But I guess that’s what does it for me. The fact that it’s “taboo” is what I find myself being turned on by.
Back to the party: the dance floor was located in the lobby. Dad’s boss has a very big home, and with the music and lights it felt a little like a nightclub in there. It was dark, music loud, colored lights flashing, etc…I asked my brother to dance and he agreed without hesitation. And if things got hot and heavy out there it wouldn’t matter if people saw us because the dance floor was mostly friends of dad’s boss and/or their kids who were around my age. And my parents would be out back chatting with dad’s boss; music and dancing isn’t really their thing. So essentially nobody would know we were brother and sister, since we didn’t really know them and even dads boss hadn’t formally met us.
And sure enough things got hot and heavy. Grinding on my brother felt sexy, satisfying, and most definitely was turning me on as he danced on me from behind. His hands on my hips, all over my body felt so good. I felt his penis getting semi hard through my leggings as we danced. Then he pulled me closer,m from behind, put a hand on my waist and wrapped an arm around my midriff. When he did that I started moving my hips, gyrating my ass in circles as he held my upper body still, and his penis got pretty hard at that point. He spoke into my ear, “I hope you realize what you’re causing” with a flirty smile. I gave a flirty smile back and kept dancing on him.
After only a few songs we stepped off and sat by the staircase which was away from the commotion of the party. We had some punch, ate some snacks that were set for guests on a table, and waited for the clock to strike midnight. It was still about an hour away.
Then my brother suggested we drive back home, tell our parents that I didn’t feel well and had my brother take home home. I knew where this might lead, and frankly I was kind of looking forward to it. Especially after that episode we had in the lobby dance floor.
And we were home in a flash while my parents stayed behind with dad’s boss. They wouldn’t be home for at least another 2 hours.
As soon as we got to my room my brother came up behind me, fondled my tits and ran a hand from my belly to my crotch. He kept saying how much the leggings were turning him on at the party.
I was turned on as well and it wasn’t long before I felt wetness begin to moisten up my panties, and my leggings. His cock was rock hard by this point and he was dry jumping me from behind while my tits were being fondled and my pussy began to crave him.
I heard him pull his pants down; he took my hand, pulled it behind me, and placed it on his cock. And just like the first time, it felt huge, still surprised me for some reason. I stroked it while he touched my pussy over my leggings. God it felt amazing.
Then he pushed me onto his bed, laid me flat face down, and then I felt him start to pull my leggings and panties down from behind me. I raised myself a bit so he could pull them down from under me as I lay there on his bed and before I knew it my leggings and panties were at my knees.
I heard his pants fly off and hit the floor, the pulled my shirt up and off me. So there I was, face down on his bed, no top, leggings at my knees. And there he was with no pants, setting himself up behind me. He sat on my legs and played with my pussy from behind a little.
Then I felt him start to rub his cock on my pussy lips, teasing me, making me want to beg for it. I did so by arching my back and pointing my ass upwards towards him. Gyrating it a little to try to get him to fuck me already because I wanted it bad at that point. Then he moved his cock away.
I felt him put 2 fingers in me, slid them in and out a few times. I felt my breathing get a little louder then. And then he took them out, and put in his cock instead. Not slowly but not fast either, just kind of eased it in and started fucking me on my tummy.
Home alone, fucking, I’d never moaned with so much pleasure. Good god it was just as good as the first time with him. And he kept pumping that cock deep into my vagina, I could feel/hear his balls slam onto my pussy lips, my moaning, shaking my ass a little, I don’t know if sex was ever this good.
He slapped my ass a few times, laid on my back with his nice firm chest while fucking me, his hips thrusting into me, pushing my body into the mattress.
I felt an orgasm coming, and I was gonna hold it to keep the moment going as long as I could.
I couldn’t do it. I started cumming so hard, I lost control and my pussy was in heaven at that point. I felt my eyes close and according to my brother they rolled back. All that sent him over the edge and before I knew it I heard him grunting, pumping slower, and his hot cum was shooting into me, and he kept shooting and filling me until he finally stopped pumping.
I asked him to keep his cock in me for a little while longer because it felt so good when he did it the first time, and he agreed and collapsed on top of me for a few minutes.
We cleaned up and watched a movie downstairs as we waited for our parents to get home. We talked about how wrong it all was, but we kind of also agreed that no one had to know and that we could do it again if it stayed that way.
That’s probably the last time we’ll get to do anything until I move back from school in the summer, but I’m so looking forward to it.

Silly Bets

I came here just to tell this story. I’ve never told a soul; not even my shrink, but this time of year always brings it back to me in a nagging way.
My mom’s brother (my uncle) had the money in the family. He was in construction and probably other things. His house was the party house for all family events and what seemed like non stop pool parties during the summer. As a kid it was awesome. Tons of stuff to do and drunk parents not really paying attention to anything. They’d get loaded and it would be a sleep over with my cousin “Kevin” who was two months younger than me.
One night the adults had all gone to bed and we knew we probably wouldn’t see them so we decided to do a sneak raid on the kitchen for snacks. One of us decided the tighty whities we slept in were to bright and would make us easy to see so we kicked them off and did our nude kitchen assault running back to his bedroom which was on the third floor on its own.
There in the light we stood nude with our snacks and boners that at that point in time we laughed about. We compared them, surprised at the differences. I was a bit longer. We ate our snacks and went to sleep. The rest of the summer when we’d have our sleep overs were pretty much the same but we were naked a lot. We’d make bets and the loser would have to run out in the back yard naked or dump a glass of ice water on their private parts. Silly stuff.
It seemed like it was just curiosity and I think by the next summer we had discovered girls and that was the end of that.
Flash forward some years later. Kevin and I were both 19. I was in college. He was working for his dad. The family all got together for a Holiday season bash at the uncles. Lots of drinking and lots of laughs. It ended with the old folks crashing and Kevin and I hanging in the basement bar, drinking beer, shooting pool and talking about everything and nothing.
We were laughing about how things never change. The same old drunk arguments between uncles about some football game from 40 years ago. The women huddled together talking about whoever wasn’t there. Kind of comforting really.
Suddenly Kevin says “I know one thing that has changed. You used to be bigger than me but I’ve grown boy. You got nothing on me now.” I laughed it off but he kept going until finally he was trying to bet me $100 that his dick was bigger than mine.
The money kind of pissed me off a bit. I said, “First off you’ll always be the little cousin and second I go to school. I don’t work for daddy. I don’t remember the last time i had $100.”
“Fine” he fired back. “We’ll bet something else.” I told him he was crazy and leaned back down to take another shot on the pool table. He of course questioned my bravery and we were kids all over again.
“So what do you want to bet?” I asked
He leaned back with a devilish grin and said “The loser has to hold the winner’s in their hand for 30 seconds and tell him how beautiful his cock is.” He laughed but I saw he was serious and still feeling the sting of that $100 I said. “You’re on!”
With that we kicked off our pants both rubbing to get maximum size. Well, he sure did grow. He had at least two inches on my maybe 7 inches. Before I could say anything, he said “Pay up.” So there I was naked from the waist down holding my cousins huge cock in my hand and telling him how beautiful it was. I could feel his pulse pounding why I did it. He was loving it.
With the 30 seconds over I let go and said, “Let’s play some pool.” He laughed and took off his shirt. “Going to go for some payback on the table?” he asked. I was pretty pissed and a bit humiliated by then so I said “Sure, what do you want to bet?”
He said, “Its your game. Make the bet.” I figured I’d call his bluff and shut him up. “Loser sucks the winner.” All he said was. “Rack ’em up.” I did and we started the game.
My hand was shaking as I set up for the last shot, “eight ball, top corner” and with the lightest tap it dropped in. He threw his cue down and said fuck a few times. I just said, “Pay up.”
He got down on his knees in front of me looked up and said “just don’t cum in my mouth” and started giving me head. He should have knew better because in no time I was blowing my load in his mouth. He coughed gagged and spit onto the floor, cursing me the whole time. I had to laugh. “Sorry.”
He was having none of it. “Do it again. Same bet!” I said I didn’t think I would be ready again if he lost. He said, “Okay, if I lose I’ll pay you the $100.” I laughed “No thanks.” He countered with “$500, but if you lose you swallow!” What I could do with $500 and I had been out shooting him all night ….. “Rack ’em up.”
My third shot in I chipped the cue ball which slammed the eight ball and I watched it drop, costing me the game in the same exact pocket I had won the last one.
No talking this time. He walked over with a diabolic grin. I got down on my knees and took him into my mouth. If nothing else it gave me an appreciation for what I had put some women through when he grabbed the back of my head and thrust into me till I was gagging. I slapped his hand away then wrapped my hand around the base of his cock to keep him from choking me. I worked the hand and my mouth together. He complimented me on my technique which I could have done without.
Unlike me it was taking him forever. I was doing everything to get him to blow, licking and sucking his balls while stoking him. Then I realized he would get close and pull away a bit. He was really enjoying himself and wanted it to last.
I remembered one thing that has worked for me on occasion and I reached around and gently pushed my finger into his asshole. Almost immediately I felt my mouth fill with the milky fluid. Seemed like a gallon. “Swallow!” He yelled and I choked it down grabbing a bottle of vodka off the bar to wash the taste and maybe the memory away.
He fell back on the sofa with a dazed look in his eyes. “I am wiped out, ” he sighed, “time for me to crash.” I just agreed. He got dressed and went upstairs. I got dressed and crashed on the sofa. It was never mentioned again.
That was 11 years ago. I’m married with a kid. He lives with a girl and they have a kid. We both work for his dad now. The thing is I have never been attracted to men ever. I honestly don’t think he is either. Its not something I would ever do again but for some reason, as I said especially around the holidays I get this sick guilty feeling.
I guess my reason for writing this is to find out if anyone else has had a similar experience.