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orall-A Nudist Family byIntroduction: The Lifestyle brings us closer together.A Nudist Family Synopses: The Lifestyle brings us closer together. Chapter One: At Home We are all nudists in this house and the usual thing do as soon as we get home and inside is to go to our rooms and strip off then rejoin the family. So it was no surprise to wake up and walk out to breakfast in the nude. Now for a bit of background I’m Ted my daughter is Alice and my wife is Amy. Alice is quite smart for her age and was advanced a year in grade school making her the youngest in her graduating class. Both of my girls are blond and have the similar body shape. They're very fit due to sports and the long runs they enjoy together each morning. That’s why they are already up when I’m only just going for my morning coffee. I have seen them on their runs and they could both be mistaken for two college girls out for a run. They are about the same weight and height and dress in tight running shorts, sports bras and tank tops. To see them jogging with their pony tails swinging is mesmerising. I have mistaken them for each other before this and this morning was to be no different. Walking down the hall towards the kitchen I saw my wife leaning across the bench and reaching up to a cupboard to get something. Stretching up on her toes so the muscles in her long legs were defined and looked exquisite. I walked up behind her and kneeling slightly pushed my morning wood between her legs finding a nice warm spot for the head of my cock just at the entrance of her pussy. She squeaked when I put my arms around her waist and hugged her close. It was then that I realised I had my daughter in my arms and not my wife. I stepped back with a silly grin on my face and hung my head saying. “Sorry I thought you were Mom.” She turned around to face me and hugged me back. Squashing my rod between us, the head resting across her stomach. “That's OK Dad, I love your hugs. Mom is in the family room but thank you for the hug.” Then, with a cheeky grin on her face, she held my cock, pointing it straight up out of harms way. “Now go, I have to get some breakfast.” 'Giggle'. Without letting go of me she said, “Mom. “Dad needs a little something taken care of.” she said giggling and giving my cock a squeeze. “Can you take care of it darling? I’m a bit tired up here for the moment.” Amy yelled back. My daughter and I both looked at each other with wide eyes and both of us laughed but Alice hadn’t released my cock from her grip this whole time and now held and stroked it playfully. I lowered my head and said to her just near her ear, “I don’t know that your Mom means to literally take care of me.” I smiled. ”You'd better let go or you'll get a hand full very soon.” I whispered into her ear and chuckled. “Well I don’t know, were pretty liberal in this household and I always do exactly what my parents tell me to do.” She then got a twinkle in her eye and quickly swiped her finger across the butter on her toast and returned her hand to my now raging wood. What with the warm butter, hot hand and her slowly increasing pace I felt the stirrings in my balls. With a sigh of contentment I held her. We were both lost in the moment. I had thought of this scenario in my fantasies of course many times, but only there. The taboo element of it all was only increasing my hardness. We had come close to but never crossed that line until now. Her warm touch and her fresh morning scent of a just showered girl were all too much she had my cock poking her bare tummy when I shot my load again and again across it. I had both my hands resting on her shoulders and pulled her to me for a tighter hug. “That was wonderful and gratefully appreciated.” I said. She was spreading my cum across her tummy, rubbing the evidence in to her skin when she said, “Your welcome. “Just don’t expect it every morning but if Mom asks to help you out again, well maybe we’ll see. Now go and sit down and I'll bring your coffee over. Naughty Daddy.” So I composed myself and sat as instructed and watched Alice wander around fixing the coffee's for us. The view did nothing but bring my cock back to a very firm chubby and I absently gave it a stroke and a squeeze. We were a very close family and being nude around each other everyday just brought us closer. We'd often joke about body sizes and pinch and pat those parts but never with the thought of having sex with that family member. Yes I'd wank off to the images of my wife and daughter getting it on, but what guy doesn't dream of some girl on girl action. Amy came and sat with us at the table and over toast and coffee we chatted about the various things we were all going to do. After she got back from tennis Amy was going to finish making and hanging the curtains in the family room and that I was to help with the wall fittings. Alice got up to wash her plate she wanted to work on her tan in the backyard and to do some serious laps in the pool. She left giving us both a kiss on the cheek. Amy and I sat at the table until she said “You don’t have to say anything. I think I know my husband well enough to know that he wakes up with a hard on every morning and that when Alice said that you needed a hand I had to hold back a laugh. I just hope she was able to fix your not so little problem.” I sat there in silence, slightly red in the face. “Did you mistake her for me again and run up and give her a hug?” She saw my expression on my face as if she had read my mind and went on to say. ”Ahh I thought so we're going to have to die our hair different colours so you can tell the difference?” “That may help but you must know that it’s a huge complement to look at you both and think of you as twins.” “Thank you, it is and I think I’ll keep my colour.” She held my hand under the table and said. “This was not unexpected and I’m not upset in fact it’s a little exciting to be sharing you. With our lifestyle it was inevitable that we would grow closer together in a physical way and an emotional way as well and I’m glad. If you remember we did speak about this very scenario when we thought of this lifestyle for our family.” “Yes we did and I love our family all the more for the bond we have because of the lifestyle we are living.” I said and we kissed. “I can't stay I have so much to do today.” she said. “I''ll grab some lunch at the club. Buy.” and she went on down the hall to our room to change. She gave her hips a shake as she reached the bedroom door and laughed. With a sigh I thought 'I love that woman'. I followed her and we had a quickie up against the shower wall. A half hour later Amy had left and I walked out to the pool area to find Alice lying on the decking sunning herself. Nude of course and glistening from a fine covering of sun screen. She waved and said. ”I see that you took care of your little problem from this morning, then.” “Little problem? Har Har. It's just above average I'll have you know. And yes Mom found an answer to the problem.” I said smiling. “Now pass the sunscreen.” We stayed out by the pool for most of the day. Sunning ourselves and mucking about in the pool. Alice it seems is always horny and comes out with some funny and racy things at times. Hinting at this or that and getting quite touchy and then cuddly, saying how much she loves me and giving me little kisses on what ever body part of mine would be close. So I had a chubby most of the morning, growing to a full on 7” cock in the pool when we bumped into each other. She kept me on edge. Laughing and giggling. Till finally, as she turned her back to me and backed into me in the shallow end of the pool. She slotted my cock down between her legs, with the head of it nudging her entrance. “Poor Daddy. That problems back. Ha Ha Ha.” Playfully she held my nob with both of her hands running her fingers around and pushing it up against her clit and making it painfully hard. Panting. I said. ”I'm going to cum.” “She lent her head back and whispered. ”Do it Daddy.” and slotted the head into the entrance of her pussy. I humped and pushed another inch up her and sprayed all that I had pent up inside me from all the frolicking we had done. “Ahhh.” She sighed as I flooded her insides. We stayed like that, cuddled together, until my cock had shrunk, and slipped out. She turned in my arms and planted a kiss on my lips. “I've wondered if this would ever happen. We've come close on a few occasions but stopped and I've had to go and give myself some relief. This is way better.” I had to agree. This brought up some things that we'd need to talk about but I wasn't too worried. I'd heard talk from people in the nudist community that sex between family members was common in some nudist camps and while not openly displayed was seen as the usual thing that happens to close families. In an environment that had every member seeing a variety of naked people everyday. Having a house nudity rule made for some interesting family movie nights with my wife and daughter sitting on either side of me to watch a movie and with their hips touching mine I would usually crack a horn bringing giggles from my daughter and a sigh from my wife who would casually place a pillow in my lap but not before wrapping her hand around my shaft. Sometimes Alice would get up with the pretence of getting something from her room to give her mother and me some time to fix my little problem and sometimes she would move off the couch to lie on her stomach in front of the TV. Swigging her legs up and down as only girls can do properly. She'd pretend to watch the show until not hearing any sounds coming from the couch behind her, would come back up and cuddle to both of us. Later that afternoon after Amy had returned and found the two of us by the pool.“Mom can you put some suntan lotion on my back.” “No darling I’ll get oil on my hands and I have to be handling the curtain material in a minute.” Grinning from ear to ear. “Get Daddy to do it. I don’t think he’ll mind.” She said and fondled my cock as I sat at the outside table in the shade. “Just you two behave I’ll be in the family room. Oh and Dad, bring the ladder in when you finish.” I swung around on the chair and Alice stood between my knees with with her back to me, at this height looking down all I could see was her perfect heart shaped arse. She passed me the oil and pulled her ponytail out of the way. I started to apply the oil to her shoulders and back and she made a humming noise that I took to indicate that she liked what I was doing. She moved back slightly rubbing her arse up against my slowly growing cock. “I can feel you against my bum Dad and you feel so hot down there. Do you think Mom would want me to help you out again?” “Hmmm. No I think your Mom is getting far too much enjoyment from teasing me. She guessed what we did this morning you know and even though she wasn’t upset and I would love an encore I think I will pass this time.” She kissed me and skipped over and into the pool. I wiped my hands on her towel and went in to see what Amy needed help with. On the way I got the ladder out of the garage. When I went into the family room Amy had a huge length of curtain material laid out across the floor and was busy measuring and cutting. She had a talent for decorating and worked freelance with a decorating firm in town that specialised in hotels and function rooms. “Don’t step on the curtain.” She said as I deftly sidestepped the area. “Could you take down the old fittings and put up these new ones” she said handing me a bag full of various attachments and screws. It was then that she looked up and saw my semi hard cock. “Get a little excited while putting on the lotion did we?” and laughed. “I told Alice that you were getting far too much pleasure out of this situation ‘I joked, maybe we could join Alice out by the pool when we finished.” “Well maybe you can but I’ll have to finish this by 4 so I can prepare dinner. I invited Carol from next door over for some of my Five-spice chicken.” “Yum Carol will love that. Be sure to make heaps, as it's one of my favourites too.” I said as I climbed up the ladder to remove the old curtain wall mounts. The morning went by fast with only the occasionally cock grab from my wife as I was up the top of the ladder this had the effect of maintaining my semi hard cock all afternoon. I was getting very frustrated by dinner time but we did finish and the result was very nice. Amy went off preparing her signature dish and I headed out to the pool for a quick dip before lunch. Alice was slowly swimming up and down the length of the pool as I dove in and waved me over. “Dad I’ve done some serious laps this morning and I’m in need of a massage, you up for that?” “Of course babe probably after dinner as Mom has Carol coming over in a short while to join us for some chicken.” Amy got out and dried off slowly glancing my way and catching me admiring her trim figure and tight bum. Laughing at me getting caught she headed into the house. I felt glad in a way that I was able to make my girl laugh even if it was at my own embarrassment but now I needed to do a few laps and cooled off. Carol was divorced and in her late 30’s. She has a son Todd who lives with his father as the Uni is closer to him than her. He lived with his Mom all through high school until Uni started and now Carol found she had loads of spare time on her hands. Amy and Todd grew up living next door to each other but used to hang different crowds. I dried off and went in for dinner and inside I saw Carol sitting at the kitchen table totally nude. “Well hello” I said. I see Amy has talked you into being a nudist again.” Carol was talking to me but had her eyes looking straight my cock that was growing slowly with all the attention. “I’ve been over here so often Ted that being naked is second nature to me now. Next I’ll be joining you lot when you go to the nudist resorts.” “I’ve mentioned it before that you’d be more that welcome to join us but the resorts only let couples in to discourage any inappropriate behaviour.” “Do you have to be a married couple? Because Todd has hinted that he would be into the lifestyle given the chance and this might be just the chance he was thinking about.” “Well ask him. Were not planning a trip yet as we haven't decided on the dates with the resort. But we could go during his and Alice's school break.” “Oh that would be lovely. I'll ask him when I go back home tonight. Thanks.” “Thanks for what?” Amy asked as she brought out the dinners. “Carol and Todd want to come with us when we go to the resort next time. When we get his holiday dates I'll make the booking.” “Sounds great. There is loads of great shopping at the little town down the road from the resort and the beach at the resort is 5 star with beach bungalows scattered about.” Amy and Carol got into a detailed conversation about every aspect of the resort and club. Alice and I added to the conversation as and when we could get a word in. Chapter two: At The resort. We all travelled up in my Escalade as we didn't have a lot to pack we had plenty of room. Tod who we hadn't seen in a while had grown and was the typical young guy attending Uni keeping Alice entertained the whole trip. On arrival we signed at the gate and confirmed our bookings at the resort desk. Our rooms were on the top floor and beside each other with an interconnecting door. The resort was large and had several sections from total nudity to casual dress like the resort dining room. The beach was totally private and dress was as much as you wanted to take off. We stripped off and waited for carol and Todd to join us. Carol knocked and entered, she was totally naked and was dragging equally naked Todd With her. We all applauded his joining the world of naturism. Amy assured him that he had nothing to be ashamed of, in fact could feel right prod of what he was packing. Todd blushed down to his toes but had the presents of mind to take that as a compliment. He was built for his age and had a chiselled physique from sports. He also had a long cock that must have been 6” slack and growing more as we watched. He stepped sideways and manoeuvred himself behind his Mom. We all new that it would be difficult for him on his first day and made our excuses to meet him down on the beach. Carol seeing the problem agreed. After waiting for some time for them Amy decide to pop up and bring them down, thinking Todd had had second thoughts. I found out later what happened when she went up to our rooms. In the bedroom she found Todd with Carol fast asleep on the king size bed. Carol had her legs spread and their was Todd's cum, dribbling out of her well used pussy lips. Todd was lying there with his still half hard cock lying across his stomach. Tod was breathing heavy as if they had not too long finished. His eyes met Amy's and he sat up. “Don't tell. We got a little carried away when we tried to get my dick to go down.” Amy stepped into the room and stopped beside the bed. Carol still had not woken and was smiling in her sleep. “Well it looks as though the problem is solved for the moment. “Lets leave a note for your Mom and we can join the others on the beach. Your secrets are safe with me Todd. Every male has that same problem at nudist resorts at some time and if asked politely there will usually be someone there to help them out. You'll see.” Down at the beach Alice and I had spent enough time in the sun and had just gone into the water when Amy and Todd swam up to joined us. “Carol will join us later. She is all worn out probably from the trip and is taking a nap.” said Amy. Todd exchanged a look with Amy that was not missed by Alice and myself. We played in the water for ages and had so much fun that Todd forgot that he was in a nudist resort and just enjoyed himself. We played chicken with Amy riding on Todd's back and Alice on mine. Todd and Amy won and had a deliberately close hug which lasted a long time as they spoke in whispers to each other. Amy said. ”Alice your turn with Todd and I'll have your Father.” The next game was over quick. I seemed that Todd had trouble concentrating. On completion I hugged my wife and Alice hugged Todd with Alice whispering to Todd. “Mum Todd needs our help to walk back to the towels. He is a bit embarrassed, if you know what I mean. Amy walked up to Todd and said. ”We'll walk in front of you Todd and you stay close behind us. We can do this.” Well we did it and were all laughing when we finally got there. Tod in his effort not to show his huge cock had gotten so close to Alice and Amy that he bumped into them again and again causing the girls to crack up squealing and giggling the whole way back up the beach. Even I had to laugh at their efforts to stop his long cock from poking them in the arse. They had their hands behind them to protect there rears from getting poked. When we got back to the towels Carol was there and passed Todd a towel. Guessing what the problem might be. Amy explained what they had tried to do. Carol said. “It looked for all the world kike a horny Todd was chasing you two up the beach. Ha Ha Ha.” The resort we were staying in had a policy of having a Siesta each day leaving lunch to be held at 15.00 and dinner later in the night at 20.00. When we returned to our rooms we were grateful for the rest and fell to sleep straight away. We went to lunch in the dining room of the resort and it was lovely. They had truly outdone themselves. We were all full by the end. Amy and Carol and myself wanted to try out the pool and Todd and Alice were going to return to the beach for the afternoon. The pool was large and surrounded by big shady trees and ferns. We found a group of chairs to the side and relaxed letting our meal settle. The sun was low in the sky and not so burning. But the girls still insisted that I apply a liberal dose of cream to their backs and legs. Amy and Carol were speaking in hushed tones and and giggling occasionally. Amy sat up and said to Carol.”Will we tell Ted?” “Yes.” said Carol. “It can't be hidden. I honestly think that Todd hasn't suffered and has matured because of it.” “What.” I said. Amy went on to explain how she had found Todd and Carol. “That's OK. I can understand. Your close. You miss him now that he's away at Uni. This was a natural way for both of you to show the affection that you hold for each other. It's not uncommon in the Naturalist community for this to happen, in fact from what I hear it's common place. So don't worry about it. Embrace it.” “I think I will. I did enjoy helping him out. 'big smile'. I'll speak to him when he gets back.” In the mean time lets get in that pool. I feel closer to you both too.” said Carol. “There's an openness and an honesty that comes with stripping off your cloths and letting everybody see you for what you are.” That evening over dinner Alice and Todd said they'd explored the resort and found the spa and tennis courts. I told Todd that we'd could use the spa later after returning to our rooms and shedding our casual cloths. The spa was bubbling away when we got there and a young couple was just getting out. They hardly noticed us as we passed. Holding hands and having eyes only for themselves. Amy, Carol and Alice all went. “Aww.” and giggled. The water in the tub was just the right temperature and we started to relax. With all of us the big tub it was snug but we were all friends so that it didn't matter if Carol was touching my thigh or that Amy was nearly sitting on Todd's lap. Alice was on the other side of Todd and was regaling us with a story of them at the beach this afternoon. It seems that Todd, after applying lotion to Alice again had a roaring hard on, so he turned to wards her to hide it. Alice who was lying on her back felt his cock resting on her hand . She instinctively grabbed it and gave it a squeeze. “Well you can guess what happened. She said.” Ha ha. Todd was sitting in between Amy and Alice and was squirming in his seat as Amy's hand was moving in his lap. Carol put her head on my shoulder and placed her hand on my cock. I turned my head and kissed her gently on the lips. I felt a foot brush against my cock and Alice smile from across the tub. Amy was now sitting on Todd's lap and had a huge smile on her face. Carol decided to do the same and her hand guided my stiffness inside her hot opening. Nothing was said as we enjoyed the moment. Amy facing me, mouthed the words, 'I love you.' to me as moved up and down and then she came on Todd's cock. Moaning and shaking. Alice had latched onto her breasts and was sucking hard while she fingered her own pussy. I erupted inside Carol seeing my daughter getting herself off. My humping sent her into spasms and flooded my cock with her cum. Relaxed and totally drained we all returned to our rooms. Carol winked at us and dragged a smiling Todd into their room. Amy and I fell into bed and Alice joined us to snuggle and we all fell asleep. Partway through the night I woke and saw Amy go through the connecting door and close it behind her. Alice rolled on top of me and we began a slow and gentle kiss. She fondled my cock and I grabbed her arse and squeezed. She lowered her head and engulfed my cock. It felt wet, warm and wonderful. I lay there and felt my balls being pulled and stroked. She wasn't in any hurry and neither was I. I pulled on her waist until she got the idea and straddled my head with her hips bringing her pussy down on my face. She was very wet and tasted and smelled scrumptious. She had a few cums like that and then twisted around and she plunged my rod into her dripping hole. We slowly made love for what seemed hours and eventually fell asleep in each others arms. In the morning Alice slipped next door early to tell the others that we were going to breakfast and would meet them there. When she came back she had the biggest smile on her face. As we walked down to Breakfast she told me that she went in and found Carol lying on top of Todd, they were both asleep and still coupled. Amy was in the shower so she ducked in and told her what we were doing. “I think Todd's break is one he will always remember.” she said. The days that followed were much the same with an occasional shopping trip thrown in. We only had two more nights left here and tonight the resort was holding a Gala Banquet and dance. The place was packed and people we met on the beach or by the pool were there and everybody had a great time. As well as all the loving it was the highlight of the stay. We got back to our rooms a little drunk and happy, stripped off and decided to have one more drink out on the terrace facing the ocean. The breeze blowing was light and cooling. Amy sat on my right and Alice on my left and they toyed with my shaft as they talked to Todd and Carol on the other lounge. We had all loved and slept with each other over our stay here and were happy with the way things had worked out. Carol kissed Todd and thanked him for coming on holidays with her. The kiss lingered and her hand stroked his shaft. My cock was as hard as it could get with my wife and daughter paying it so much attention. Amy slipped off the lounge and engulfed my rod while Alice cupped my balls. Carol did the same to Todd and we gave each other a thumbs up. Amy stood up and lent against the rail on the patio facing the ocean and beckoned me to take her from behind. Alice did the same so I stood and shafted first Amy then Alice. Carol joined us and Todd settled in behind her. This was amazing and I was right into it when Todd tapped me on the shoulder and indicated he wanted to swap. I pulled out and immediately sunk into Carols hot snatch. Alice whimpered as Todd's longer cock sunk into her with it's full length. We stayed like this and Carol came hard, bucking and pushing back to get as much cock in her as she could. I pulled out and sprayed my come all over her back. While Todd was shafting Alice, Amy came over and sucked and licked my softening rod. Then knelt down behind Carol and licked her pussy clean. We three went into the room and flopped onto the bed leaving Tod still pounding away on Alice. Ahh the stamina of youth. We didn't hear the others come in from the terrace. We were so wiped that we fell into a deep sleep, not waking till the sun woke us up shining through the open window to the terrace. We reeked of sex and at some point Amy and Carol had fallen asleep in each others arms and were cuddled up together. I got up and went to shower and Carol joined me. We soaped each other up and played for a bit until Carol sunk to her knees and swallowed my cock. She lovingly sucked and licked it till I was almost there. A sound made me look up to see my wife in the doorway leaning casualty against the door with a big smile on her face. I came as I mouthed the words, 'I love you' to her. She left us to recover and cuddle. On our last day it was agreed that we would spend it around the pool, drinking fruit punch and relaxing. The girls had some great all over tans by now, even Carol. Todd would was asked to cover them with lotion several times that morning and this had the usual results. First carol used her skills to suck him off while kneeling beside his chair, hidden by me standing in front to shield them. The next time Amy used her hands to help him and finally Alice wrapped a towel around him and took him back to our rooms to take full advantage of the situation. Todd would be going back to his father and UNI and Alice would be starting her last year of High School next week. Tonight we had some drinks at the bar and made an early night of it. All sad to have the holiday over. Amy and I slept in our room and Carol and Todd and Alice in their room. To be continued.

My Life. Ch. 9... byIntroduction: Seconds Later.Seconds Later. “You’ve been screwing both of us?!” Lyla spoke first. My eyes widened in terror, and my mouth opened as if I had a response that didn’t exist yet. “Well?” My eyes shifted between the two of them, Lyla was clearly mad, but Shelby looked hurt. “Yes.” Was all I could utter. They both stared at me, expecting me to elaborate. “That’s all you have to say?” Lyla said. “How did this even start? You had me so you figured that you’d fuck my mom too!” Shelby finally spoke up. “No!... It wasn’t like that.” “Then what was it like?” “Your mom” I motioned to Lyla “actually took my virginity.” Shelby’s eyes widened and she turned to look at Lyla . “So those rumors were true! You were going around sleeping with boys after dad!” Shelby yelled at her mother. “No!” I interjected before Lyla said anything. The rumors WERE true, but I didn’t want Lyla to either admit to it, or have to lie to her daughter. “That’s not how it happened. I was still a virgin and my girlfriend… EX girlfriend… wanted to take things further, but I was nervous that I’d make a fool of myself, so my mom talked to Lyla and asked if she’d be willing to help me out by getting my first time out of the way, and showing me how to be a good lover.” “Your mom? You talked to your mom about wanting to lose your virginity?” Shelby was shocked. “My mom and I are… close…” I made eye contact with Lyla, the image of her and my mother sharing the taste of my cock flashed through my mind. “We talk about stuff.” “And you did it?!” Shelby turned back to her mom. “It wasn’t some tawdry or filthy affair!” Lyla defended. I thought back, remembering fucking her while she ate out my mom… so some of it was filthy. I laughed to myself. “I didn’t come on to him or try to seduce him, it was a favor.” “And we didn’t do it again, after that.” I interjected. “Not until recently, when I broke up with Danielle. I was heartbroken and emotional, and I turned to her, and she comforted me.” Shelby seemed to understand that a bit. “Then when did things start with Shelby?” Lyla asked. Shelby suddenly realized that I might tell her mother about the incestuous three way I walked in on. She looked at me pleading. “Well… I was really mad about Danielle, and was looking for a way to get over her, and I was talking to Shelby and found out that she wanted a way to get over her asshole ex, so it just happened.” I looked at the two of them. Shelby looked relieved that I didn’t say anything, and Lyla seemed ok with my story. “Listen, I wasn’t trying to betray anybody, or use either of you… Its just that I liked it. Lyla is the first woman I ever slept with and she was being kind by sleeping with a loser like me” I was laying it on thick, hoping for sympathy, “and I really like Shelby, it started to feel like we were sorta dating, it was nice. And once it happened I knew that if I said anything, then you would both be hurt and mad at each other, and I didn’t want that.” I sincerely didn’t like to lie, but it was the only way I was getting out of this alive. The two of them sat there, obviously mulling over the story I’d given, deciding what to do. I knew they both liked the sexual relationships they had with me, they just needed to decide if they liked it enough to forgive me. That’s the best I could hope for now, was forgiveness, because even if they did, they’d still never have sex with me again. “You and I weren’t in any type of relationship, so we definitely weren’t exclusive..” Lyla spoke first, “so I’m not upset that you slept with someone else, I was upset that it was my daughter, it felt like you were using us both, but if that’s not what it was, then I forgive you.” “I guess I feel the same way.” Said Shelby. “I’m not saying I did nothing wrong, I was just nervous and wasn’t sure what to do, so I just avoided doing anything.. I’m sorry, really, I care about you both, I didn’t want to hurt you.” “I forgive you.” “Me too.” “Thank you.” I smiled weakly, but in my mind I was ecstatic, this went way better than it should have. “Can I ask something? How did it even come up? How did you guys find out about the other one?” They looked at each other with sort of an embedded expression. “Well… I came into your room, to surprise you when you got home, and…” Shelby started, and looked at her mom, “.. And mom was laying in your bed naked.” “It seems I had the same idea.” Lyla said, smirking a little. “Oh… I’m really sorry about that.” I said. “Who was better?” Lyla blurted out. “What ?!” I was dumbfounded. “You heard me.” I just stared at her, looking for some sign that she was joking, there wasn’t any. I looked at Shelby, hoping she would say something, but she just looked back at me, awaiting my answer. “You’re different, not better or worse.” Was all I could come up with quickly, but it was the truth. “If one of you was better, then I wouldn’t have kept sleeping with the other, right? You’re both very different types of women, the experience was unique each time, I never compared you to one another.” Once again they just looked at me, pondering my answer. “OK.” Said Lyla, Shelby nodded in agreement. “I think Shelby and I need to go talk.” Shelby again nodded. And they both got up and walked out of the room. They turned and headed downstairs to Lyla’s room. I just stood in my room for a moment then let out a big breath ‘whew’, I can’t believe I made it through that without getting slapped, or hit with something, or kicked out of the house. I finally realized I was still standing in a towel, and put on some boxers and got in bed. I laid there in the dark for several minutes, wondering what they were talking about. Maybe they were still deciding on if they SHOULD hit me or throw me out. Then my phone rang, it was Lyla. I answered “Hello?” “Come down to my room, we still want to talk to you.” “K.” I knew I had gotten off too easily! This conversation wasn’t over yet, dammit, and I was tired! I threw on a tee shirt, went down to Lyla’s room, and knocked on the door. ‘Come in’, I entered. The room was dimly lit with the familiar glow of candles, which Lyla liked to use to set the mood. There, sitting on the bed were Lyla and Shelby, naked. I stood in the open doorway, unmoving. My penis quickly went from flaccid to fully erect, and pushed through the opening in the front of my boxers. I paid no attention to it. Why should I? Both of them have seen it before, plus I was more afraid to look away and risk this potential mother-daughter mirage disappearing. Both ladies laughed a little at my dumbstruck appearance. “So we talked” Lyla started, “and we enjoyed having sex with you, and decided that your relationship with each of us never affected the other. So we are OK with you continuing to sleep with both of us. As long as the boys never find out” I shot a quick glance at Shelby, “and you continue to be respectful of the two of us and never give one more attention than the other, since somebody’s feelings would be hurt. Sound good?” What was happening? Were they seriously saying that I could have a no strings attached - sexual relationship with both of them, a mother and her daughter, in the same house, with both of their blessings?! Was I dreaming? Had I gone to sleep after they left my room and was now imagining all of this? “Well?” Lyla snapped at me. I suddenly realized that I was still standing in the door way with my dick out, staring blankly at them, while they waited for my response. “Ya! That sounds great!” I finally answered. And grinned goofily. They smiled back at me. I had been taking in the image of the two of them naked, side by side, but had only finally realized what I was looking at. They had said I could sleep with each of them as long as it didn’t affect the other, but they were naked TOGETHER. “So what’s all this about then?” I motioned towards them. “Well we were both horny, and expecting to get laid tonight, that’s why we both ended up in your room.” Shelby spoke this time. “And we’re both still horny, but there’s only one of you, so you’ll have to take care of both of us.” “Seriously?! We’re going to have a threesome?!” I’m not sure why I was so excited, I’d had threesomes before, hell I had just fucked a grandmother and her granddaughter in their asses only a couple hours ago. And the first time I had sex with Lyla my mother was involved. But with Mariola and Kelly, they didn’t really do anything with each other; and with Lyla and my mom, I couldn’t have sex with my mom. So neither one of those examples felt like a REAL threesome, but this wound be different! “No, not really.” Said Lyla. Dammit!! I thought to myself. “You’re going to Fuck us both, but we aren’t doing anything to each other.” “But you enjoy doing things with other women” I was thinking of her eating out my mom. “You do!?” Shelby turned to her mother, looking very surprised. “Yes, I do” Lyla looked at me, annoyed I’d said that, “but not with my daughter.” “Wait , how did YOU know that she goes both ways?” Shelby now turned to me. Lyla looked at me with nervous eyes. “When we first had sex, she taught me how to go down on women. She admitted to me that she’s done it before.” I quickly responded, Shelby looked satisfied with that answer. “Well close the door and get undressed!” Lyla urged, changing the subject. I obeyed, shutting the door. I turned back around, pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it across the room. I yanked my boxers down over my still hard prick and kicked them off in the same direction. I stood there completely naked in front of them. “What now?” “Well get over here. Don’t act like you haven’t done this before.” Lyla said, sliding off of the bed and on to her knees. She slapped Shelby on the leg, “you too.” Shelby realized what was going on and followed suit. I walked forward and stood in front of them. Lyla kneeling slightly to my left, Shelby to my right. Lyla took charge, naturally, and grabbed ahold of my penis. She stroked it a couple of times and then opened her mouth and leaned forward, taking me to the back of her throat with the first Bob of her head. I looked at Shelby, she was watching intently. I let out a groan as Lyla’s mouth slid back up my shaft, Shelby looked up at me. She had a slightly concerned look on her face, jealous maybe? I knew my facial expressions were giving away how good her mom was at sucking cock. Shelby laughed a little, I must’ve looked funny. Lyla must’ve heard Shelby Giggle and took my prick out of her mouth and turned to her. “Here.” Still holding it, she offered my dick to her daughter. Now Shelby was no stranger to giving me head, but she was certainly not the pro her mother was. Shelby leaned in and opened her mouth, sliding me in until her nose reached her mother’s hand. Lyla let go. “Use your hands too sweetie, he likes that.” Still keeping me in her mouth, she shot her mom a sideways glance, clearly annoyed at the orders, but she did as she was told and grasped the base of my rod with her right hand and proceeded to move it back and forth with the same pace as her head. I stood there looking down at them as they passed my tool back and forth for several minutes. The most arousing part was watching as they took the head into their mouths, still covered in the other’s saliva. Lyla even rubbed her daughter’s back softly, while saying very motherly things like ‘that’s a good girl’ and ‘you’re doing a great job’ whenever Shelby was taking her turn slurping on my dick. Now you’d have thought that I’d have cum already, I mean when Lyla gave me my morning BJs she was usually swallowing my load by now. But I was more preoccupied watching what was happening rather than enjoying how it felt. “That’s probably enough” Lyla looked up at my face and tapped Shelby on the shoulder to stop, “we don’t want to finish him before he’s fucked us.” They both stood up, Shelby looked hesitant waiting for her mother’s lead. Lyla crawled on to the bed, presenting her snatch to me doggy-style. I didn’t need any more of an invitation, I stepped behind her and took ahold of my prick. I moved it up and down, rubbing the tip against her pussy lips, they were already heavily lubricated with her juices. I grabbed each of her ass cheeks and pulled her back to me, She let out a long ‘cooing’ sound as I glided in. Without hesitation I began thrusting. I wasn’t going fast because I didn’t want to cum too quickly, but I was slamming into her pretty hard, my balls slapping her clit. She was moaning like crazy, shooting off a slew of curse words and profanity for how good it felt. “Oh Fuck yes! God damn it’s so good!” “Slam that big cock in me!” “Keep fucking me you son of a bitch!” The last one was a little surprising, too be honest I couldn’t believe she was talking like that in front of her daughter… “Shelby!” I almost yelled. I had totally forgotten about her! I looked to my right, she was just standing there, she hadn’t moved since she’d stood up. “Baby, what are you doing? Get on the bed!” Lyla scolded her daughter. Shelby moved toward the bed a little, but still unsure what to do. “Get on the bed like me sweetheart, that way he can take turns.” Shelby got on all fours right next to her mother, so close the sides of their legs were touching. I admired her young athletic ass as I continued slamming my hips into her mom’s. Without any kind of announcement, I pulled out of Lyla took a half a step to my right, grabbed Shelby’s waist and slammed into her full force, all in one motion. She let out a half- gasp half-cry that was a combination or surprise, pain and pleasure. I immediately picked up where I left off fucking her mom, not too fast, but deep and hard. Shelby made different sounds than her mother. Lyla made softer noises, lots of ‘oohs’, moans, hums, and cooing, no matter how hard I fucked her she still sounded like she was getting a back massage. Whereas Shelby sounded like she was in pain with every thrust. She made a loud grunting ‘AHH’ every time I slammed into her pussy. If it weren’t for her occasionally saying ‘God YES!’ I wouldn’t have thought she was enjoying herself. I looked over at Lyla, she wasn’t moving, or even looking at me, she was just on her hands and knees patiently waiting for her turn again. I decided that should be now. I withdrew my prick from Shelby and moved back over behind Lyla and started at it. She quickly got going again, and I could tell she was working towards her orgasm. Her increased sounds and sexual-profanity caused me to pick up the pace. I looked back at Shelby, she was looking over her shoulder at me. She gave me a shy smile and I blew her a flirtatious little kiss. She smiled bigger and wiggled her butt at me. I reached with my right hand and grabbed her closest butt cheek. I moved my hand around, sliding it along her Smooth shapely curves. I came to the crack of her ass and slid my finger tips down to her snatch, and then inside it. She closed her eyes and lowered her head. There I was, a mother and daughter bent over in front of me side by side. One hand on Lyla’s ass, pounding my meat in and out of her, while I simultaneously had my other hand reached over on her daughter’s, plunging my fingers into her tight cunt. Seconds later Lyla buried her face in the covers and yelled in ecstasy, her body writhing as she came. I didn’t have much left in me, so I wasted no time. I jumped back over to Shelby and shoved my cock in. “I don’t know how much longer I can go, I’m gonna cum soon.” I warned her. Lyla lifted her head and looked over. “Concentrate baby, you need to cum before he does.” She warned her daughter. Lyla stood up, turned toward me and pulled my face to hers. Running one of her hands through my hair, and the other across my sweaty chest, she kissed me like a long lost love, all while I steadily pumped her daughter from behind. It was like she was edging me on, teasing me, seeing how much pleasure I could take while trying desperately to hold my impending climax at bay just a little longer. Shelby squealed in the background. Lyla pulled her lips from mine and looked down at the back of her daughter’s head. Her eyes trailed down her shapely back, glistening slightly from perspiration. She admired her tight heart-shaped ass slamming back against my crotch. Watching the length of my cock disappear and reappear with each thrust. Shelby let out a cry. She was almost there, but so was I, and I don’t think I could last much longer. Lyla sat down on the bed next to Shelby, facing me. She reached underneath her daughter, Shelby gasped, she had found her clit. Shelby began breathing rapidly, letting out a gasping cry each time. I continued my relentless pounding of her teenage pussy as I watched her mother’s arm shaking as she rubbed the clit to quicken her daughter’s orgasm. Finally it happened. Shelby threw her head back and let out a low groan through her clenched teeth. I couldn’t take anymore, I came. I felt the first shot erupt into that cunt before I could react. Quickly I yanked my dick out and grabbed ahold of it as the next shot flew through the air, landing between Shelby’s shoulder blades. More shots came as I blew my load, landing all over her back and ass. Lyla even leaned in, with her mouth open she laid her head on the small of her daughter’s back, catching my sperm on her tongue, and licking up spots from her daughter’s skin. My body trembled as I came, my mouth was open, but no audible noise came out. Our orgasms had ended, but we were too tired or stunned to move. I just stood there watching. Lyla was rubbing Shelby’s back soothingly. “Oh sweetheart, you are a mess” She told her , “let’s hop on the shower and I’ll wash your back.” Shelby didn’t reply, she just stood up and walked into the bathroom. Lyla followed her. I collapsed into the bed and fell asleep just as I heard the water start. In the middle of the night I awoke, needing to take a piss. My eyes were still shut as I stumbled into the bathroom. Walking back to the bed they were open slightly. I thought maybe I had dreamt it, but there in Lyla’s massive bed was Lyla sound asleep, on one side was an empty spot where I had been, on the other was Shelby. Both women were lying on their backs, the sheets pulled down to their stomachs, exposing their bare breasts. They were only slightly visible from the outside light through the windows, but you could see the beautiful resemblance of a mother and daughter. I smiled at the sight, crawled back into bed, and drifted off. The morning light glowing through my eyelids woke me up. I laid there unwilling to move yet. But there was noise. Something familiar, something rhythmic and moist… a blow job? I shifted slightly, but no, my morning wood was not being serviced. I frowned to myself. The sound continued, a squishy-suckling sound, and then a soft moaning. I forced my eyes open, the room was bright, slowly I turned my head to the right. At the other end of the bed was Shelby, she was still laying on her back, her eyes squeezed shut, but her mouth hung open, a hushed cry escaped. She was covered from the waist down and there was movement under the sheets. Was she really masturbating?! Don’t get me wrong, I’m Horny first thing in the morning too (I glanced down at the tent over my crotch), but why finger yourself when you have a hard cock 3ft away!? My annoyance subsided as I looked back at the motion under the blanket at her lap. There was someone under there! Had one of her brothers snuck into the room? Did she even realize it wasn’t me? Where was Lyla? Just then Shelby began to climax. She blindly grabbed the pillow from behind her head and flipped it over her face to muffle the squeals of delight. Through what seemed like several minutes of ‘AHHS’, one word was distinguishable, ‘mom’. “MOM!?” I blurted out. Shelby threw the pillow off of her face and turned to me, shocked. The sheets ripped back, Lyla’s head emerged, her hand wiping what was undoubtedly Shelby’s wetness from her mouth. “Lyla?!” “Oh my God!” Shelby cried. “Oh relax, he’s not upset, just surprised.” Lyla insisted. “What happened to your rule about you two not doing anything with each other?” I asked. “Well… I haven’t gotten to play with another woman in awhile, so when I woke up I looked next to me and saw her laying there..” Lyla glanced at Shelby, “she so lovely, that before I realized it, I was rubbing her.” “I woke up and was shocked that it was her” Shelby said shyly, “but it felt so good that I let her keep going. Then she went under the covers and… I was curious to see what it would be like to have a female go down on me… I loved it…I didn’t think of it as my ‘mom’ I just thought of it as another woman pleasing me… you won’t say anything will you?!” “No of course not.” How could I be a hypocrite when I enjoyed my own mother giving me oral, daily, for months? “No he definitely won’t.” Lyla said, giving me a knowing look. Shelby’s face softened, relieved. “But I’m a little jealous.” I gave Lyla a fake pouty face. “You know that I like when you go down on ME in the morning.” “Oh brother!” She smiled, “I only have one mouth, so you’ll have to learn to share.” I stuck out my bottom lip. “But since she’s done, it’s your turn!” She said, crawling across the bed on all fours. She positioned herself between my legs like she had with Shelby. Her head hovering over my completely stiffened erection. A drip of precum was oozing out, she licked it off with the tip of her tongue. She pushed a bit of saliva out between her lips, letting it drip down to the head of my cock, then cutting it off. The spit ran down. She reached out and grabbed it at the top, I shuddered. Morning wood was always especially hard and sensitive. She kept a firm grip and pushed her hand down my shaft. She went up and down two or three times, I clawed at the bed because it hurt so good. Then from the top she slid her hand down again, lowering her head at the same time, taking me into her mouth, and I closed my eyes as she proceeded to suck and stroke me. Shelby scooted up next to me. She sat up and leaned over, putting a hand down on either side of my body, so her face hung above me. She lowered her lips to mine and kissed me, softly at first, then more passionately. I reached up with my right hand and slid my fingers into her hair and pulled her down, kissing harder. My left hand crawled down my side toward where Lyla was bobbing my cock in and out of her mouth. I lifted it and lightly placed it on the back of her head, not pushing down, simply enjoying the feeling of the up and down motion. I laid there, Lyla’s lips around my dick, Shelby’s lips against mine, and my hands on each of their heads. The build up to my orgasm wasn’t long, and soon I was pumping a fresh warm load of semen down Lyla’s throat. I had to pull Shelby away so I could breathe as I came. Shelby laid back down on the bed, as Lyla cleaned my cock. “So” Lyla sat up, “what’s your plan for today?” She looked at me. “Well I have to go to my house today and finish cleaning it” “OK.. Well you both should probably get out of here, the boys will be getting up soon.” Shelby and I both rolled out of the bed and dressed. It was actually still pretty early, so the twins hadn’t gotten up yet, we snuck quietly up to our rooms. I laid down and slept another hour before finally getting up and heading across town. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed Mariola’s car was gone, they must’ve gone out. ‘Thank God’ I thought to myself, maybe now I could get something done without the distraction. I laughed a little. I went in and got right to work. The cleaning wasn’t hard or anything, just time consuming. After more than 2 hours I had only finished the upstairs. I walked down the stairs just as the front door opened, and in walked my mom. “Hey sweetie!” “Mom!?” I ran up and hugged her, I hadn’t seen her in months, and barely talked to her. “What are you doing here?” “Papers to sign, and wanted to make sure the house was all set for when I turn over the keys.” She looked around, “looks good.” “Ya, I only have this floor left to clean.” “Want some help?” “Ya, definitely.” And we got to work. She was wearing a pair of old khaki shorts and a tank top that she used to wear when doing house work, they fit her great. I couldn’t help myself, I kept checking her out. Every time she bent over I was looking, if her back was to me then it was her ass, if she was facing me then it was her cleavage. I was being sly about it, but she caught me. She was on her hands and knees wiping the base boards and I was cleaning a window looking down at her ass. The shorts hugged her perfectly. She glanced back and saw me looking at her crack, trying to see some semblance of a camel toe. I quickly looked away, not smoothly I might add. Her face didn’t show, but she was flattered and chuckling in her head. “So… Lacy says you broke up with Danielle?” She stood up and tried to act like she hadn’t caught me. “Oh.. Ya.” “Why?” The image of me catching my ex girlfriend riding her step father’s dick flashed through my mind. “She…” I thought about telling her the truth, but decided against the details… “it just wasn’t working out, maybe it was the distance or something, I dunno.” “Oh, I’m sorry sweetie.” She obviously knew that wasn’t the whole story, but didn’t pry. “Well have you been seeing anyone new?” What she really meant was ‘who have you been sticking your dick in now that Danielle was our of the picture?’ Let’s see… should I tell her that our older neighbor, Mariola, has been letting me cum in her ass? Or that I’ve also taken her disabled granddaughter, Kelly’s, oral vaginal and anal virginity? With Mariola’s blessing of course. Maybe I could tell my mom that I caught her best friend, Lyla’s, daughter having a three way with her two younger brothers, and used that to blackmail her into letting me do whatever I wanted with her. Granted we’ve moved past the blackmail part and have started a mutually enjoyable sexual relationship. But I think the safe answer here is to simply say that in addition to the daily blow jobs my mother assigned to Lyla while I’ve been staying with her, she has also been screwing my brains out nightly. “No, not really. I’ve just been sleeping with Lyla.” “Oh…Really ?” My mother actually seemed surprised by that. Why would she be surprised? She knows I’ve fucked Lyla before (she was there), and had even suggested that I do it again. And with me being single and living with her, it wouldn’t exactly take much to switch from just BJs to regular intercourse. “Is that OK?” I asked. “Oh ya, of course.” She was lying. “So she’s not giving you blow jobs?” “No, she is, but not as often I guess. But she did give me one this morning.” “Do you prefer that? Having sex instead of the blow jobs?” It’s funny, if the topic of discussion wasn’t a mother asking her son about blow jobs, you wouldn’t think anything was weird, her tone was completely natural and motherly. “It’s nice I suppose. Since I’m not seeing anyone, it’s good to be able to have sex regularly too. But I have always loved getting blow jobs, even if she’s not as good at it as you are…. Maybe when you guys move back here and we get our new place, you could start doing them again?” I already knew what her answer was going to be. “No, I still don’t want to risk your sister catching us.” “ok...” I was visibly sad. “But… I didn’t bring her to town with me, so there’s no way she could catch us right now..” My mom said flirtatiously. My ears perked up. Without waiting for my response, She walked over to me and knelt down on the carpet. My dick flinched inside my shorts. She unzipped them, then undid the button and tugged them down a few inches. She reached into the opening in my boxers and pulled out my prick, the feeling of being in her hands again caused me to swell up instantly. She dripped some saliva into one of her hands and smeared it gently around the head of my cock. I gasped from the sensation. She looked up at me. Staring into my eyes, her fingers wrapped around my shaft and she began to stroke slowly back and forth. My bottom lip quivered. She slid her hand up and down the length of my meat for several minutes, still looking up at me. She opened her lips. Holding it just below the helmet, she leaned forward, aiming my dick instinctually at her mouth, never breaking eye contact with me. As the tip made contact with her lips I gasped again. I watched inch by inch of me disappear down her throat as she fed herself my cock meat. Her mouth and hand sliding down it, slowly and in unison. Her hand reached the end, and she gagged a little and closed her eyes. The gagging tickled the head of my dick. Then I began to reappear as she slid her head and hand back up together. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as she started bobbing hers back and forth on my throbbing tool. No one gave head like my mother. I came only a couple minutes later. She took pride in sucking my dick. Maybe it was because I was her son, and the motherly part of her wanted to take care of me. When she’d made me cum and swallowed my load, she KNEW she’d made her little boy happy like nothing else could. That’s why she’d started doing it, I was already jerking off all the time, and she knew she could do it better. Now that I’d gotten head from other women and had started having sex, she knew there was competition and she put in the effort to make HER blow jobs the best. And they were. So good in fact, that I wanted another one right now! “I can go again!” I exclaimed, opening my eyes and looking back down at her. “Really?” She asked, pulling my dick out of her mouth and wiping her lips on the back of her hand. “Yes! I want another one! Please mom!” I was begging my mom for a blow job only seconds after she just gave me one. Her throat was still warm from my last load. “Well alright.” She smiled. “Take off your clothes and lay down.” I stripped and laid on my back on the carpet. I spread my legs a bit to give her room to kneel between them, then put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. She crawled between my legs and took my semi-hard cock in her hand. She jerked it a few times, waking it up. As it started to fully harden she dripped a long string of spit on, still jerking my prick, she rubbed her saliva up and down the shaft. I made little noises, then she started sucking. She wastes no time, she’s aggressive, moving faster, sucking harder, she probably figures that since I’d gotten head this morning, and just minutes ago, that this time will take more effort to make me cum. She’s partly right, I wasn’t going to cum in two minutes this time, but she underestimates how much my dick loves her mouth. “Slow down mom, I don’t want to cum just yet, I want to enjoy it longer.” I raised my head and looked down at her. She lifted her head out of my lap, pulling the head of my cock out of her mouth with a pop. “Really , you’re that horny huh?” She was still slowly stroking me. “I wasn’t, but your blow jobs have always been my favorite mom.” (you won’t find the on a mother’s day card!) She smiled. “Say have you been getting to practice going down on Lyla?” “A little.” But when you factor in that I’ve also been eating out Mariola, Kelly and Shelby too… I’ve actually been getting a LOT of practice. “Let’s see.” My mother stood up and started undoing her shorts. She pulled them down revealing an incredibly cute black and pink thong! She never wore thongs I thought. She pulled her tank top over her head and dropped it. She was wearing a matching bra! “Matching bra and thong?! Did you have a date planned for later today or something?” I said it playfully, but I was genuinely curious. “What makes you think THIS wasn’t the date I was planning on?” She grinned at me as she undid the bra and let it fall. She quickly bent over, sliding the thong down to her ankles, then standing up straight and kicking it off. I laid there staring at her, she was a sight. I don’t care how many young toned girls my own age, or cougars full of plastic like Lyla, I banged, no one would ever arouse me the way my mother did. My expression and lack of blinking must’ve said all there was to say, because she just smiled and giggled a bit, then said ‘thank you’. She walked around and stood above me, facing my feet. She knelt down, putting a knee on either side of my head, then leaned forward, putting her hands on each side of my waist. My dick was already rock hard and pointing straight up, so she simply opened her mouth and dipped down. I reached up and grabbed an ass cheek with each hand and spread them. I just admired her pussy for a bit. I hadn’t seen it in quite some time. I smelled her, she was fresh, she must’ve washed and shaved just before she headed over here. I was going to enjoy this, and I was going to make sure she enjoyed it too! I dove into my mother’s snatch, licking her from clit to anus. I could hear her muffled moans of enjoyment. She came as quickly as I had earlier, her body shook and squirmed, she screamed with my cock still stuffed in her mouth. I worked quickly to lap up every drip of her orgasmic juices, but when she had finished I just kept going. I licked her to two more orgasms. She was cumming easily, I hadn’t thought about it, but while I’ve been here sticking my dick in every hole I bump into, she’s been single; dealing with the divorce, selling the house, taking care of Lacy, looking for a place for us to rent. It’s not like she’s been dating, so other than the occasional chance to masturbate in my aunt’s cramped home, she hasn’t been getting any. This must have been a huge release for her. After her third orgasm I knew that was it. It’s not that she was done, or that I didn’t WANT to make my mom cum again, but I knew I was close to cumming myself, and I couldn’t focus on what I was doing to her. I kept licking but it was just to show I was trying. She must’ve known because she picked up her pace, and pressure. I didn’t give her any warning, it wasn’t really necessary for her, 1. She knew I was close, and 2. She was a champ at swallowing. So she managed just fine. My mother gulped down my warm load, then slurped up and down the shaft to make sure she’d gotten it all. I flicked my tongue at her clit and lips playfully, she shook her butt back at me. She got to her feet and wiped her mouth and stretched. I put my hands back behind my head and relaxed, watching her redress. “Um, I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but we still need to finish cleaning this place!” She scolded with a smile. I jumped up and got dressed, then we finished our chores without any more distractions. She told me that she had narrowed down the list of places to rent, and that they were all near Lyla. She said she wanted to make sure I could stay in the new school I had just gotten used to, and also wanted to make sure that I could go see Lyla (and Shelby) for sex and head, since my mom insisted that once Lacy was here there would be no more of this with her. She said the plan was to move back the weekend after school finished for the summer, which was a month away exactly. We finished and hugged goodbye and headed our separate ways, knowing we’d see each other soon. I got back to Lyla’s house and walked in. It was quite, and seemed empty. I went up to my room and put my stuff away and changed clothes. I looked in Shelby and the two boys rooms, all empty. I headed down stairs, kitchen and living rooms also empty. I figured I should check Lyla’s room too, just to be sure. I walked in and saw a pleasant sight. It was a recap of what I’d seen first thing this morning, only this time Shelby was going down on her mother. Both girls were naked, Lyla was laying on the bed, legs spread, hands holding the back of Shelby’s head as her daughter eagerly ate her mom’s pussy. “Ahem.” I sarcastically cleared my throat. Both of them turned their heads, startled. “Oh hey Adam!” Said Shelby with a smile. “Have you girls been in bed all day?!” “Actually yes.” Lyla answered, both started laughing. “The boys are staying with friends, and You’ve been away all day, so we’ve been having some mother – daughter time. They Giggled again. “But if you don’t mind, she was just about to make me cum again…” and she pushed her daughters head back down to her snatch. I started undressing, I needed a shower and had homework. I got naked and walked towards the master bathroom. ‘Ahhhh!’ Lyla moaned, she was close. I turned and caught sight of Shelby’s round-upturned ass. My dick twitched and shot up straight. No way was I going to waste this. I climbed onto the bed behind Shelby and sat up on my knees. Lyla moaned again, louder, neither of them seemed to noticed me. I looked down in front of me at Shelby’s athletic ass. The cheeks were firm and naturally spread apart when she bent over. My eyes trailed down the rest of her body. She was tan and muscular, a cheerleaders body. Her head was buried in her mother’s crotch, Lyla’s hands were tangled in Shelby’s hair as she pulled her young mouth deeper into her muff. I wonder how many times they’d made each other cum today? Lyla’s eyes were squeezed shut, and she was biting her bottom lip. I gripped my dick and grinned as I admired the scene playing out before me. I aimed the head at Shelby’s cunt and shoved it in. We all moaned loudly. Lyla, from Shelby’s mouth; Shelby, from my cock; and I from her twat… ya, my homework was going to have to wait a minute.

The Forgotten byIntroduction: This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 and over, not based on anyone living or dead. Contains scenes of non-consent."I need to ask you a favor," said Steven. "Shoot," replied Kevin. "I have to go out of town for a couple of days. Might turn into a week. It's for my dad's company. They need me to approve some things since...you know." Kevin did know. He nodded to his friend, who was stroking his finger around the brim of his glass. The crowd in the bar was dying down, and the music was low enough to have a normal conversation now. Steven seemed to actually enjoy being away from the house for a bit. "So what's the favor?" Kevin asked. "It's my mom. I can't leave her alone. The girl who babysits her from time to time can't watch her the whole week. And with her condition I need someone to be around for her. Someone she recognizes and trusts. Help her with small things." "And you want me to watch her?" Kevin asked. "Could you? I know it's a big favor, and I wouldn't want to impose," Steven said. Kevin patted his friend's shoulder. "Dude. It's cool. I got your back," he said. It was the least he could do for his buddy. They had been friends for years, and Kevin was very fond of Steven's mom. Ever since they were kids, she was always very kind to Kevin whenever he was around, often making him flapjacks. Now, as an twenty year old young man, he appreciated her looks as well. She was a sexy 45 year old woman, with long blonde hair and a buxom physique, who had a knack of flirting with younger guys from time to time. He was just happy that she still remembered him after the accident. It happened about six months ago. Steven's parents, Margo and Jeff Brooks, were driving home from an office party. They drove in the most terrible of rainstorms. A wet road. A truck that came out of nowhere. The crash was terrible. Jeff was dead on impact. Margo came off with only minor injuries, but the damage to her was much more extraordinary. It was her memory. Or, to be more precise, her short-term memory. Margo seemed to be incapable of remembering anything that happened beyond an hour or so. Sometimes even less. She's have her moments of clarity, but new faces and names vanished quickly for her. It was especially hard for her, as she'd often do the same thing over and over, having forgotten she had already showered or checked the mail. Margo wasn't helpless, mind you. But Kevin could see how Steven would be more comfortable knowing a good friend was watching her, as he scrambled to keep his deceased father's company afloat. "I'll give you a list of little things. You can help yourself to any booze around the house and any movies you want to order. Just make sure my mom is taken care of, will you?" Steven asked. "Don't worry. She's in good hands." # Steven was loading the last of his luggage into the taxi when Kevin showed up. Kevin had brought a small duffle bag with clothes and toiletries. He knew he wouldn't need much at Steven's house. Everything was there in case of guests. He's been staying over since he was seven. He knew the place like it was his own. "Again, thanks for doing this," Steven said. "No problem. Were's your mom now?" "Inside. She'll be out in a minute." And indeed she was, walking out no sooner than her son had said that. Kevin was taken aback a bit by how good she looked. She'd always been a great looking woman. After the accident she looked quite ragged for a few months. But now, after enough time of healing, she was back to her old self. "Hey there Kevin. Looking good there honey. What brings you here?" she asked. "No mom, remember? I told you. Kevin will be watching you instead of Sophia. For the week I'm gone." Her eyes glazed for a second. Then she nodded her head. "Yeah...sure. I remember. Sort of. You had a job thing...right?" "Yes mom," Steven sighed. He shook his head and gave Kevin a look. Kevin just smiled and patted his shoulder. He was going to be there, so his mother would be fine. They waved him off until the car vanished into the distance. Kevin turned to Mrs. Brooks and put his arm around her. "Shall we do lunch?" "Is it that time already?" she asked, confused. # The first day was nothing special. Kevin had to get used to Mrs. Brooks's condition, that's for sure. There were these odd moments, when she'd walk into the room he was. Each and every time, she was surprised to see Kevin sitting there. "Oh, hi, Kevin. When did you get here?" It was so bizarre. He had never seen anything like it. His interactions with Margo since the accident were fairly short, so he never really noted it until now. He laughed and tried to explain it again. He explanations were shorter each time. "Mrs. Brooks, Steven is out for a while. He asked me to watch you. Remember?" "No dear, I'm sorry. How silly of me. I must be losing my head," she said with a laugh. That's how the first day went. Kevin would make Margo lunch and dinner, while she's spent her day trying to read, which was often the same chapter over and over because she forgot where she started. But then it happened. Towards the end of the day, Kevin headed into the bathroom. He was getting ready for bed, and didn't realize Mrs. Brooks was taking another shower before bed. He stumbled in on her drying herself off. Her large breasts were right out in the open. He got an eye-full of her ass, reflected in the mirror. She was drying her leg, so her thick bush and her pussy underneath were exposed as well. Kevin stood there, motionless for a good two minutes, watching Margo dry herself. He felt his cock stiffen in his pants, aroused by this sensual display. It was then that Margo noticed him. "Eeek! Get out! Oh my God, get out of here!" Kevin did just that, booking out of the bathroom like a bat out of hell. His face felt like it was on fire. He could't believe that just happened. His erection hadn't died down, that's for sure. Christ, this whole week would be awkward. Or at least, it would be, had he not forgotten a little fact. About half an hour later, Kevin was sitting in the living room. He was trying to watch TV, but the memory of Margo's body was still fresh on his mind. Those large tits. That beautiful bush. He knew he was going to rub one out that night. But any further interactions with her were going to be awkward as hell. Steven would kick his ass if he knew Kevin saw his mother like that. He was of course shocked to see Margo suddenly walk into the living room, wearing a pink night gown. "Oh, hello Kevin. Are you staying the night?" Kevin immediately realized he'd forgotten all about her condition. Although Margo sometimes seemed to remember small moments, she probably forgot most of the incident. Still, Kevin didn't want to test his luck, and walked toward her. "Ehm, Mrs. Brooks. I wanted to apologize to you." "Oh? For what?" she asked. "Our little incident?" She looked at him, still smiling, but completely oblivious to what he was talking about. "I'm sorry dear, I don't know what you mean." Kevin sighed. "Never mind. I'm off to bed. Good night Mrs. Brooks," he said. "Good night, dear," she said. Kevin gave Margo another good look over. He had never really paid mind to how sexy she was. Curved body, with a nice round ass and a gorgeous pair of tits. Now he had to rub one out. No doubt about it. It was that night, after a wild orgasm he tried to hide with a muffled moan in his pillow, that a new thought grew in Kevin's mind. It was a devious one. Daring, but dangerous. But if she really couldn't remember, it might just work. The next day, Kevin bided his time until the late afternoon. No mailman, callers or any other visitors would drop by. It was the perfect time. Mrs. Brooks was upstairs, doing her thing. Kevin sat in the living room. He'd cleaned up after lunch, and relaxed on the couch. He gulped, still amazed he was going to try it. But who dares, wins, right? He removed his pants and sat on the couch, legs spread wide. A deep breath, before starting. No turning back now. "Mrs. Brooks? It's Kevin. Could you come down, please?" Margo heard her being called, and vaguely remembered that Kevin spent the night at her house. She headed down, throwing on a sweater and yoga pants. She shrieked when she saw Kevin sitting there, with his cock exposed and hard as a rock, pointing right up to the ceiling. The tip already glistened with pre-cum. "What are you doing? Oh my God!" she yelped. Margo ran upstairs, red as a tomato and embarrassed. Kevin did nothing. He simply pulled hi pants back on and waited. Made himself a cup of coffee and bided his time. When about twenty minutes had passed, he called again. "Mrs. Brooks, could you come down?" Margo entered the living room again with a smile. "Hi Kevin, when did you get here?" "I've been here for a while. Steven asked me to make you coffee and keep an eye on you." "Well, aren't you sweet?" she said. She remembered nothing. Kevin's hunch had been confirmed. He could get away with anything he wanted here, and there was no way she'd remember. His mind was made up, and his plan would go into action tonight. # Margo was feeling tired for the night. She was getting ready to lie down. But did she shower? She couldn't recall. She probably hadn't. So she undressed and put on her white robe and headed for the bathroom. Little did she know that Kevin was around the corner, waiting for the perfect moment. In the bathroom, Margo untied her robe, exposing her body to the warm steamed air caused by the running water of the shower. The robe dropped to the ground and she looked in the cabinet for a shower cap. When she looked up, she saw Kevin reflected in the mirror. He was naked, standing right behind her. Before she could react, he grabbed her wrists and twisted them harshly. "OW! Kevin, what are you doing?" she gasped. "Sshhh, don't struggle. Enjoy it," he whispered. Margo tried to push the young man off her, but her was much stronger than her. He simply pushed her down onto the floor, holding her down with his body and pinning her arms above her head. With his one free hand, he began groping her breasts. Margo was too stunned to say anything. She couldn't believe this was happening. She shrieked when Kevin spread her legs and pressed his hard cock against her pussy. "No, stop!" she wailed. Kevin began to circle the head of his dick around Margo's clit. The hairs of her bush tickled a bit. But he could tell her cunt was getting moist from the attention it was getting. He wasn't going to wait any longer. With a rough push, he slammed himself deep inside her. "Aaaaaah!" she gasped. He'd done it. He was inside her now. He began to rock in and out, fucking her wet pussy. Margo whelped with each trust, as her eyes filled with tears. Unrepentant, Kevin took one of her breasts and kneaded it roughly, sucking and biting on her nipple. He was careful not to leave a mark. He never imagined it would feel this good. To have his way with the woman who made him flap-jacks as a kid. What an amazing fuck she was. He briefly pulled out, then heaved Margo's legs up onto his shoulders, and resumed fucking her. With her heels she tried to push him off of her, but Kevin was too strong and did not relent. He pounded away, enjoying every second of his violation of her body. And so was she, no matter how much she would try to deny it. Not since her husband's death had a man fucked her like this. Her body ached for the attention and gave in, despite Margo's protests. "Please...no more..." "You like it. Don't deny it. Aaaw, you're so fucking hot," Kevin gasped. Margo's body began to writhe. Her gasping became more paced. She moaned loudly with each thrust of Kevin's cock. To her own shock, she was on the verge of orgasm. She could feel it rising up. Her pussy was on fire! Her toes curled and nearly scratched Kevin's skin. "Aaaah...no...I'm...I'm cummmiiiiing!!" Margo gasped for air. It was the most intense orgasm her body ever went through. Kevin pushed his cock inside her as far as it could go. Margo was spent. Her whole body trembled from the euphoria of her orgasm. When she caught her breath, she tried to look away from her assailant. She felt humiliated, being forced in her own home, and to top it off, climax from her own rape. Why was this happening? Kevin pulled himself from her wet pussy. He was far from done with her, though. He took Margo by the arm and pulled her into the shower. She didn't struggle, but didn't understand what was going on. "What...why are you?" "Sssh, quiet," he grunted. "On your knees." She did as she was told. Within seconds, Kevin pushed his dick against her lips. She was going to suck him off. When she refused to comply, he pinched and twisted her earlobes. "Open up!" he hissed. She did. With little regard, Kevin jammed his cock deep into her throat. Margo gagged, and slapped him on the hips, but nothing could deter Kevin now. He thrusted his cock back and forth, sliding it over the tongue. At some points, he would hold her head and push her onto his cock and hold it. Margo felt like she couldn't breathe. The pressure built up in Kevin's balls. That tingle. He couldn't hold back. "Aaah, fuck," Kevin moaned. "I'm cumming. Aaah, you dirty slut!" He pulled out from her mouth and aimed it right at Margo's face. An explosion of semen flung onto her face. She closed her eyes just in time, as his cum coated her face. Kevin's orgasm was even greater that the one from the night before. Taking what he wanted aroused him more than anything in his life. Watching Margo wince and sputter as he shot his load on her face was the greatest moment of his life. Margo slid down into the shower. The water was still running, so Kevin took the shower head and began spraying her with it. She resisted, but he managed to wash the cum off her eyes. He also made her lean over and washed her cunt, just to be sure. Before he stepped out of the shower, he smacked her bare ass. He was done. Margo slid into the corner of the shower, holding herself. She quietly sobbed, ashamed and hurt, but still reeling from her orgasm. Kevin hurried out, leaving her alone. For nearly an hour, Kevin hid in the guest bedroom, killing time. He hoped he was right. A tinge of fear ran through him when he imagined that this was the catalyst that would cause her memory to work. He'd be fucked! What could he do or say? Steven would kill him, never mind the cops. When the hour passed, he dared to walk out. He heard someone humming from Margo's bedroom. He silently slipped toward the room and pushed the door open, so he could peek. Margo was sitting in front of her mirror, brushing her hair and singing to herself. Kevin knocked. She turned to him. "Oh, Kevin! Are you staying the night?" she asked. "Yeah," he muttered. "If there is anything you need, I'll be down the hall." "Thank you dear," she said, with a wink of her eye. He had to ask. "Are you feeling all right?" Margo blushed. "Oh, I feel great," she chuckled. She was embarrassed to say, but she felt like she just had the most magnificent orgasm of her life, and she had no idea why. Kevin had an inkling, but decided to leave it at that. He headed to his room. It worked. His theory had proven to be right. Which opened a whole new world of possibilities. # The next morning, the phone rang. It was Steven. He was just checking up on how his mom was doing. Kevin called her down. She was just coming out of bed, and Kevin noticed she wasn't wearing anything aside from her white robe. She took the phone and began talking to her son. Kevin sat back and watched her. The robe, even though it covered her, did little to stop him from getting a good look at her figure. The way he leaned over the counter gave him a good impression of her curved ass. He watched her bare feet curdling up as she talked to her son. It was time again. He only needed to wait for her to finish. "Ok, honey. Yes. Not, I'll be fine. I'm sorry I'm so loopy. I'd forget my own head these days. Yes. Okay. Yeah, okay hon. I love you. Be safe. Bye," Margo said, before hanging up. As soon as she did, two large hands grabbed hold of her breasts., squeezing them roughly through her robe. Margo gasped, shocked by what was happening. Before she could protest, Kevin pulled the robe open. Her breasts popped out. Her right he held tightly in his hand, while his left hand raced down and grabbed hold of her pussy, while he kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. "Kevin! What...what the hell are you...?" She didn't finish, because she shrieked when Kevin pulled her along by her long blonde hair. With ease, he hoisted her onto the table. She fell onto her back. With rushed flailing of his hands, he unbuckled, unzipped and dropped his pants, revealing his hardened cock. Before she could get up, Kevin grabbed her by her ankles and spread her legs, raising them high in the air. "No, please don't," she gasped. "Don't do this!" But he did. There was no stopping him. He plunged his cock deep into her. She wailed, ignorant that this was the second time this was happening to her. Kevin roughly fucked the woman that had been entrusted into his care in her own kitchen. Her breasts jiggled up and down with every thrust. She kept pleading for him to stop, but these became few in between as he went on. Once again, her body was reacting against her wishes. An orgasm was being built inside her. Her body was warm and drenched in the scent of lust, mingling with Kevin's own scent. The ferocity he raped her with was too much for her body. A primal urge had overtaken them both, and they enjoyed the fuck out of it. "Fuck me, your pussy is so fucking wet," Kevin grunted. "Please, don't do this..." she moaned. "Why not? Don't you like it?" Hesitation was written all over her face. She wasn't crying. She was looking him straight in the eye and grunted along. Her pussy clenched around his cock. Kevin laughed. He knew that look. "You're loving this, aren't you? You love having your cunt pounded by me." Margo squinted her eyes. Through gritted teeth, she admitted the shameful truth. "Yes...yes, Goddammit. I love you fucking my pussy." "Say it right, Mrs. Brooks. You love what in your where?" "Your cock. I love your cock up my cunt." "What is your cunt like?" "Wet, sloppy and horny for you. Please fuck me. Fuck me harder," she moaned. Kevin did just that. He pounded away, spreading her legs as far as they could go. With her hand, Margo rubbed her clit. Her other hand pinched her nipples. Kevin fucked her roughly and vigorously. She was perfect. The perfect whore for him, one he could fuck without repercussion. This thought turned him on even more. So much, he was building to his climax faster than expected. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" "No!" Margo gasped. "Not inside me! Please. Not in there!" Kevin ignored her. What did it matter? She wouldn't remember where he came. He kept going, feeling the pressure rise up in his balls to the tip of his cock. "Oh fuck! Oh fuuuuuuuck!" he roared. "Aaaah, I'm cumming," she moaned. Thick streams of cum blasted into Margo's wet cunt. She squealed as he pumped his load into her. Her hands covered her mouth when she gasped. She couldn't believe it. He came inside her. How could this happen to her? She had no idea why Kevin did this, still unaware this was the second time in two days. Nevertheless, she shivered all over. Her own orgasm overpowered her shame. She exhaled loudly, trying to hide a small smile. For all she knew, it was the best climax of her life. Kevin pulled out from her and watched as his cum dripped out of her wet cunt onto the dinner table. He pulled Margo from the table and pushed her on her knees. "Lap it up," he hissed. He pushed her face into the cum stain on the table. As ordered, she stuck out her tongue and began lapping it all up. Being pushed like that turned her on, even if the taste of his cum was bitter. Kevin, in the meantime, found himself some tissues and began wiping her cunt, getting rid of the cum that stained her wet pussy. "Clean yourself up. Now!" he hissed. She rushed back to the bathroom. He could hear the water run. In record time, Kevin cleaned up any evidence of the violation of Margo Brooks in her own kitchen from the face of the earth. He dressed himself and headed upstairs. Again, he waited. Not as long this time. When half an hour passed, he checked in on her. "Hey, Mrs. Brooks. Are you doing ok?" She popped her head from the bathroom door, hiding her nudity. She smiled at him. "Hey, Kevin. Give me a minute. I'll be right down. Make yourself some coffee," she said, with a smile and a wink. From the way she walked, he could see she was feeling great. Her post orgasm state put a spring in her step. Kevin grinned. He was in heaven. # And so it went for the following week. Kevin would find himself a moment where he could grab and rape Margo to his hearts content. She'd resist, shocked every time as if it was the first time, leading to an all out fuck fest where she'd submit to his will. He fucked her raw, and in any way he wanted. Her pussy? His. Her mouth? Used and soiled with his cum. Her tits? He groped those whenever he could, even if it didn't lead to a fuck session right away. She'd forget anyway. No matter where or when, he could have her, and she'd be none the wiser afterwards. It was amazing. But the day of Steven's return home was nearing closer and closer. And what Kevin didn't know was the erratic dreams Margo began to have. Some of them were so vivid. Every now and then, she'd find herself exceptionally horny and sore, as if she just made love to someone, but could not remember it. But those dream? A young man? He was rough. Violent even, but bestial in his way. It was exciting. Once, she found herself masturbating on her bed, having no knowledge of when she began. Was it a dream? Or a memory? In either way, she felt amazing, even if she didn't know why. # Kevin watched Margo sleep. She was naked. He made sure of that the night before. He checked his phone. Seven hours before Steven's plane would land. This would be his last day. He enjoyed watching her sleep, and felt it was almost a shame to wake her up now. But in seven hours, he would lose his last chance to do this. He grabbed the lubricant and sat down on her bed. He gently removed her sheets, and began administering the lube on her ass cheeks. He then rubbed it against her anus, to the point that he could slide two fingers right in. Margo moaned, stirring in her sleep. It was time. He placed himself on top of her. Mrs. Brooks woke up, startled. "What? What's going...?" "Shh, don't fight it." With that, Kevin lined his cock up with Margo's ass and plunged it deep inside her. She screamed, but as Kevin pushed her face down in the pillow, it came out muffled. With no regard for her, he began sliding his cock in and out of her ass. It felt more amazing than anything. He loved violating her so much. It had all led up to this. What a hot and tight ass. What a MILF she was. He knew he'd never last long. Margo muttered; "You bastard! Get off of me! Stop that!" "Give it a bit. You'll enjoy it," he whispered. Margo refused to give it, but he was right. She did start to enjoy it as he went on. Her ass clenched onto his cock, which only invigorated his rapid abuse of her anus. His balls slapped against her skin, hard and mercilessly. Kevin hoisted himself up to give himself a good view of the woman beneath him. Her body rocked back and forth with violent motions. She moaned and grunted as much as he did. Fuck, she was gorgeous. Her ass trembled as he went in deeper and deeper. He knew what that sensation meant. "Are you gonna cum?" he asked. "Mmnnn...no..." "Don't lie. Not to me. Are you gonna cum?" She moaned; "yyeeesss...fuck, I'm cumming!" "So am I," he grunted. "You want my cum, slut?" "Fuck me!" she hissed. "Cum in my ass!" Kevin pounded harder, letting his orgasm rise up with a loud grunt. His climax was his best one yet, shooting a massive load right into her bowels. She moaned and gasped, tilting her head back as she came loudly at his hands and cock. This was her most intense orgasm yet. Both of them were left a panting, sweaty, cum-stained mess. Kevin pulled out from her and dragged her into the shower. He spread her ass and let his cum leak down her leg, before spraying her with the water. Once he was done with his inspection, he left her alone. He got dressed and headed downstairs. Later that night, Kevin heard a cab roll up into the driveway. It was Steven, who looked tired and ragged from his trip. Kevin gave him a drink, which he wasted no time in throwing back. "So how was she? No trouble I hope?" "None whatsoever," Kevin said, trying to suppress a smirk. Margo entered the living room, dressed in a nice red suit. "Hi, sweetie. When did you come back?" Both young men were startled by these words. For months, she'd forget her son went out to the store minutes after he left. Since when did she know Steven was gone? "Mom, you remembered?" "Not really?" she admitted. "I saw your luggage, and assumed. But I think I'm remembering bits. Was it for a job?" "Sort of," Steven said, disappointed there was no real change in his mothers condition. "How are you feeling mom?" "I feel much better. Very happy. I don't know why. But I'm all tingly. Tingly and weird. I dunno," she said, with a giggle. Steven didn't think much about this, and his mind wandered off. Kevin on the other hand, blew a sigh of relief. His heart nearly skipped a beat. If her memory improved, he would have been fucked. The three sat down and chatted for a while. Kevin felt a bit awkward whenever Margo would compliment him on his looks and ask him why he wasn't seeing anyone. If she only knew. He knew he'd miss her in the coming years. His beautiful MILF slut, who for a brief time was all his to use on a whim. Later that night, after Mrs. Brooks went off to bed and Kevin was halfway out the door, Steven pulled him aside. "Look, I'm sorry to spring this on you, but the company is not doing too hot right now." "Oh?" "Yeah. It looks like I'll be going on another trip very soon. Might be longer than a week." "How much longer?" Kevin asked. "A month. Maybe more. I know I already asked a lot from you with this week, but..." "Say no more," Kevin said with a smile. "I'd be more than happy to watch your mom again?" "Really? Oh, God, that would help me so much. Are you sure it wouldn't be an imposition?" Kevin shook his head and patted his friend's shoulder. "Of course not. What are friends for?" he said, grinning deviously. END.

MOM KNOWS BOYS byIntroduction: should she even try it__ I’m 24 now, and I’ve never told this to anyone. I want to tell it now, and get it out. I’m sitting at my mom’s personal computer so I can write down what all happened. Sometimes I remember more things, and now I can go back and insert them in the story at the right time they happened. I don’t want my wife to know I’m writing this, so I’m doing this at mom’s house. Dad left her years ago. A lot happened. Mom and I had a personal secret. I was young when I remember it started. My mom started touching me. Just a little at first, letting her fingers wander around my body. She liked to hug me and would run her hands under my shirt and feel my back and chest. She liked to feel my legs up and down. I liked it, and never told anyone the way ‘we’ liked to hug. She would pull my face into her tits and move my head all them. Her hands got bolder over time. She started waiting for me when I got out of the shower. Then the hugging went a little further each time. Now she was feeling my naked butt cheeks with her warm hands, and my upper legs. She came in my room late one night. She laid down next to me and kissed me for a long time, over and over. I felt her tongue across my lips. Mom was kissing me like a lover, and I liked it. It made me excited, and made my dick hard. After she would leave, I would jack off thinking about fucking her. She was a good looking woman. She had big tits, a great shape, long blondish hair, which she kept pulled back and let the curls fall down her back. A beautiful face, perfect red lips, and awesome skin. She had long perfect legs and a cute little butt. She turned heads any where she went. She looked and dressed real classy, like she came from wealth. She would appear a little cold and uppity to some….but behind her cool looks was a wild woman, I found out. When dad was gone, she started wearing sexy night clothes, and walked around me and bend over, massaging her long legs and it turned me on. She knew what she was doing. She was getting her son, me, to get horny and excited over her. I never told anyone what was going on. I noticed at night when dad was asleep she would open the safe in her room, and take out a blue book and write in it. I wondered what was in that book. I was in my mid teens now and I decided to spy on her a little. Dad was asleep, they had separate bed rooms, I never knew why. I noticed mom always looked in the desk drawer first, then opened her little safe. I figured he combination might be written in there. Now when she made an entry, she took out some pictures in a box in the safe and added them to the book. Then she took off her panties and put them in her robe pocket. She leaned back and put her legs up on the desk, opened her legs wide and started rubbing her pussy. She was masturbating while looking at the book. I got a big hard on watching her trough the side door to her room, which I had opened slightly. She began to moan and rub her pussy a little faster and more moaning. She took one of the pictures and rubbed it on her pussy, then licked it and gave out a long moan and started shaking and bucking her hips wildly. She climaxed and lost her breath. She stopped but kept rubbing her pussy slowly. She licked her fingers over and over, and licked one of the pictures too. I had to go jack off after watching all this. I had a great jack off thinking of my mom having great sex with herself and how I wanted to fuck her so bad. I had buddy’s that got the hots for their sisters, and one or two who got turned on by their sexy mom’s. I told no one about wanting to fuck my mom so bad. I had to find a way to look in that book. Dad was out of town, and I knew mom would come in my room and want to kiss all passionately with me. She did and came and laid beside me and started kissing me all hot again. I liked this and always got a big hard on and jacked off when she left. This time was different. She like to feel me all over while kissing me. Now we tongued kissed and she would breathe real hard and moan. We had never touched each others private parts, except her rubbing her tits on my face a few times when I was younger. Her hands were feeling my butt cheeks under the covers. I had no under pants on. Her hand came over and stopped when she felt my big boner sticking out as we faced each other. She paused for a long time, just holding her hand on my hard on. Her breathing increased. I could see she was struggling on what to do. She sat up and started to leave. I held her hand and rubbed it for a while, then rubbed her arm, then her shoulder, back, neck. She got all turned on as she panted for breath. Her eyes were closed and she acted kind of weak, gasping for air. I lowered her back down into my bed, and we faced each other. We never spoke at these sessions, just her little moans. I put her slightly shaking hand back on my hard on. She began to squirm slightly. Her face showed excitement and some straining, trying to resist the temptation to go forward and do more. I didn’t push it but waited. I kissed her with a lot of passion, which she liked. She kept her hand on my hard on. Never moving it, just held her hand still. Her passion increased in kissing me, and our tongues were going wild in our mouths. I felt her hand start going slightly back and forth my hard on. She was really gasping for breath now. Finally she moaned out a tiny whisper in my ear. The first time we had ever spoken about our touching and kissing, ever. (“..mommy wants to jack you off, just one time, ok?..”) I whispered: (….”oh god mom, I would so love that.”…) I was panting too, I was very turned on. The thought of having my mom, who I had the hots for, jack me off…my heart was pounding like a bass drum. I wondered if she knew I jacked off to her and maybe even spied on or heard me. I remember I said…”Oh Mom!” out loud when I had a hot jack off once. I wonder if the ever heard that. ---- I went to mom‘s house, went up stairs and went in her room to continue this story. Something had happened. Someone had added to my story. I started reading it. Mom had found my story in the computer and read the story as far as I had gotten with it. She had added her version and thoughts about the story so far. --------------------------- Who ever reads this, needs to understand the other side of this story. How it started and why. A mom has needs and they weren’t being fulfilled until my son started turning into a ‘little man.’ A man in my life was looming right in front of me. My female urges began to blossom and I wanted my son intimately now, more and more. Ok, I became slowly obsessed with him, I resisted my thoughts of wanting to have sex with him. They just got more intense. I masturbated thinking about him for relief, but that only made me want to have sex with him more. I had dreams about him coming to my room and getting on top of me and having sex with me all night long. I would wake up with a wet vagina as I found myself rubbing my vagina over and over. I dreamed about him shooting his hot cum in me, and me sucking his penis and feeling his warm cum in my mouth. I could almost feel him licking my vagina, and making me climax over and over again. It started when my son was young, I had the urge to feel his young body, way more that the typical mom, so I just did it quietly. I loved feeling his skin and all the male about him. I got no loving from his dad at all. I found out he cheated on me, and that was the end my sex life with him for good. Feeling my son made me feel like a woman again. The more I fondled my son, the better it felt. I started taking secret pictures of him naked in the shower, and in his room naked. I started getting wet again in my vagina. I loved that feeling again. I held back going further and not feeling his penis. I wanted to, but I cooled it. It built up over time and I started kissing him like a lover, I got so hot doing this, I had to masturbate at night thinking of him having sex with me to relieve it. It didn’t. That one night my hand landed on his big penis. I froze. It was so warm and my vagina began to ooze with juice. I fought wanting to jack him. It was a loosing battle. When he touched my hand, I began to melt. Then he started up my arm and further, I just went weak and let him lay me back in the bed. Then when he started kissing me so hot, I just found my self stroking him slowly like I really wanted to. I don’t know what made me say it, but it just came out of my mouth. I told him I wanted to jack him off, but just one time. I couldn’t believe I said it, but I wanted to so bad it just spilled out of my desire and out my voice it came. ----- Well,….mom was filling in a lot of questions now. I was loving this and hoped she would continue inserting her comments, plus it was making me really hot for her in more intense ways. Mom slowly stroked my boner and I was so excited I thought I would cum right then. She seem to know it too. She stopped and put me on my back and put her face right next to my boner. I could feel her hand trembling slightly on my boner. She started jacking me slowly, her eyes locked on my boner. Her chest was going up and down and I felt her breath on my boner. She moved in closer. Her lips were now an inch from it. I watch her mouth open slowly and then she started jacking real fast. Oh god I couldn’t hold back and I started to cum big. She started moaning and put her mouth right over my boner and jack it faster. Her hips bucked and shook, her fingers franticly rubbing her pussy, she moaned loud ….I moaned with her and shot the biggest load I had ever shot. Mom never stopped moaning and started swallowing all the cum she could. I had so much, she pulled off for a second to swallow and I shot a big one way up in the air that landed on her lips and chin. She moaned real loud when that happened and got back on my boner to keep sucking it more and more. I could hardly stand the wonderful sucking she was doing to the head of my boner, and I squirmed and moaned myself. I shook and got dizzy. Mom kept moaning little moans as she licked me and licked her lips, Her eyes were closed in pleasure. She looked like she was in heaven. She rubbed her pussy as she licked my cum off her lips and chin. Her hips bucked as she too had a climax and just kept rubbing her pussy and softly moaned. ----- I did it. I sucked my own son’s penis until he shot his cum in my mouth. I loved his hot cum, I tasted it, I swallowed it and licked it. I feel so satisfied I don’t care about anything else. I kept savoring the taste of his cum, so I would never forget it. My little man was a big man now, and he can shoot his cum like no other. I loved he feel of his warm cum shooting in my mouth, and filling it instantly full. I climaxed three glorious times that night. I’m not sorry it happened and yes I am planning to do it again and more, now that it’s finally happened. Say what you want about me, I’ve been wanting that for a long time, I feel like the woman I am. Satisfied……………...for a change. ---- I still think about that night. It was the most thrilling thing that ever happened to me. After that, we looked forward to so much more. I was dying to eat her pussy and the ultimate….fuck my own mom, and have us both climax at the same time. We continued our lives as usual during the day. She still would grope me when ever she got the chance, and I felt her up any time I got the chance. We both got chills and tingles in our body’s as we felt us. We both couldn’t wait till the night when dad had gone to sleep, or better yet when he was gone or out of town, like he did a lot. I think he had a girlfriend out there, somewhere. That Friday night he left to go out of town for the weekend. Mom and I watched his car leave. We ate dinner just like normal. We showered and sat in the living room and watched a little T.V. Mom never talked much, and was a quiet person. Then mom stood up and took me by the hand, and led me up stairs to her bedroom. I still wanted to see that blue book in her safe. She turned off all but one tiny light. We didn’t talk. She knew what I wanted and she pulled down all the covers. She began to take off my robe and hers. We were both completely naked for the first time now. We began to kiss, then more, and worked up to a frantic naked rubbing and kissing session. Now she felt my dick and I felt her tits and pussy. Our hands went crazy. Feeling all that we didn’t allow ourselves to feel before. She laid down and gently pulled me on top of her still kissing. We kissed like never before, running out of air, and gasping quick then back to our kissing. Passion was at it’s peak. I got hot in that bedroom, as we both gasp for air. I started kissing my way down. First to her wonderful big tits. She held my head and directed my lips all around them. Stopping at each nipple, and letting me suck on them all I wanted to. She played with my hair and wrapped her legs around me. I felt her warm pussy under me. It was time to slide down to lick her pussy. She had just shaved it, and it was like a little girls pussy, Her hands slightly trembled as she held them on my head. She squirmed as my tongue traveled down her sweet slit. She muttered in low whisper…“oh baby…your making mommy burning hot!…lick me baby…oh god…lick mommy!” When I touched my tongue to her big clit…she jumped and moaned. She guided my head up and down on it, and pushed her clit to my mouth and pressed it to me tight and started to buck steady. She start talking quietly: ..“oh baby, mommy’s waited so long…..so long for you to lick my clit, don’t stop…yes baby…Yes…Oh God...Oh Yes...I’m Cuming baby…lick me…baby ..Baby…BABY…Ahhhhhh BABY!…and yelled and squirmed almost violently as she bucked her pussy up to my tongue….Ohhhhhhhhh she moaned…“Oh baby yes…OOO…it feels so good baby…..so…..good…..ooooooo!” That excited me to hear mom talk like that, she was a quiet person who talked quietly. Her loud moaning almost made me cum…I moved up on her in a panic to feel her pussy around my dick. I quick put my dick in her…again she yelled…‘OH..BABY…YES, YES, YES…Fuck mommy…FUCK MOMMY…YESSSSS!” and I shot big time, flooding her pussy as she bucked like a wild woman….pulling my shooting dick into her tight…She made groaning noises and fucked me fast and deep.….she just kept twitching her pussy and squeezing my dick inside her. She held it tight and shook….and slowly…she went all weak with quiet little moans….fading slowly away. I felt her shaky legs drop off of me slowly…she was spent completely. My balls hurt, a good hurt though….what a wild fuck she is! I thought...I’ll never find a girl like her, ever. ------------------------ That was my son and me, his mom, first glorious sex together. I just knew it would be that good. My...now ‘big man‘…is even more sexual than I ever dreamed. I’ll never let him go…ever. He can have girlfriends, wives or whatever, but he knows his perfect match is right here with mom. We will have our sex, and no one will ever stop us. * Guys, if your mom starts showing you attention for sex…. go for it. You’ll love it. Don’t ever turn her down, let her take you to sex places you never dreamed of. My son and I still have sex today, about every week. I must share him with his wife, but I don’t mind, he’s happy and so am I. She doesn’t know, and never will. Well, there you have it. I must shower and put on my bikini bra, and bikini panties on and his favorite robe. He’s coming by today to check my plumbing er something…… -------------------------- There is my story. I still have hot sex with my mom to this day. She still makes me cum hard and shudder when I cum in her. She’ll fuck me any time, any place, or for all day or all night. I have to go now and ‘check’ her plumbing or …a …something….. ---------------------- *Oh…what was in that book of hers? This same story and lots and lots of pictures of her ‘little man’___ naked... ... ....

My New Houseplant 2 byIntroduction: The long-awaited sequel.The plant- really more fauna than flora- had empathic powers, able to read exactly what I wanted at a touch and pleasure me with a skill unmatched by any man I’d ever fucked. During the month I’d spent raising it from a seedling and half a year of the best sex of my life, we’d fostered a strong mental and emotional connection. It came as a surprise, however, the first time I felt its presence in my mind without physical contact. I’d been worried all week. It had begun looking tired and unhealthy, the green of its vines fading to a sickly near-gray. Was it dying? I couldn’t be sure. Its symptoms weren’t listed in the care manual. But even though it had come with a lifetime guarantee from the manufacturer, I didn’t want a replacement. This plant was special to me. I was at work, lost in apprehensive thought, when it happened. I felt a familiar presence in my mind as the plant called to me, urging me home. It was so strong I was out of my office chair and reaching for my coat before I realized what had happened. How was it that a creature with touch-telepathy could communicate with me from miles away? Then I felt it tug once more at my consciousness, and this time I didn’t hesitate. I told my boss I was feeling sick- only a half-lie, I thought- and was in the car two minutes later. When I got home I dropped my coat, purse, and keys on the floor in a heap and made a beeline for the basement, taking the stairs at a near-run, not pausing for breath until I was by my plant’s side. “What’s wrong?” I asked, now in the habit of speaking to it the way others might speak to a pet, though this being was so much more. It was a friend. I ran a soothing hand along one of its vines. My fingers came away wet, which was strange. Normally it was dry unless I desired sex. My friend must’ve been thinking along these lines because a moment later I felt one of its tentacle-like vines sliding up my skirt and between my thighs, rubbing my clit through my panties. Its natural secretion quickly soaked through the material and I began feeling the effects of its natural aphrodisiac. “Alright, alright,” I said soothingly, able to sense its need strongly in my mind, feeling it mix with my own until the urge to fuck was ours together. It was something two humans could never achieve. I began pulling off my clothes until the last article- the black, lace panties I’d hardly worn since my husband left- dropped to the floor. Instantly the plant was between my thighs again, one slick tentacle sliding against my clit so that my eyes fell closed of their own accord and I rolled my hips against it. I lowered myself to the floor, spreading my legs wide, and groaned as the vine pushed its way inside me. It was a familiar sensation, but there was a new sense of urgency to the act. My friend needed this, enough to reach out to me all the way at work and pull me back to it. I felt a wave of calm as it informed me this was all according to plan. It had felt my anxiety, knew that I’d feared for its life, and now reassured me that nothing was amiss. In fact, everything was wonderful. Today something very special was happening for the both of us, and I experienced a thrill of eager anticipation. The tentacle in my pussy thickened and began thrusting, pulling a groan from my lips. Everything felt more sensitive, and I knew, almost instinctively, that the lubricating oil the plant secreted was extra strong today, setting every nerve ending on fire. Even the hand I’d used to touch it tingled with the urge for more contact. I wrapped my fingers around another tentacle and stroked in time to its thrusts, loving the way the slick member slid against my skin, thinking I might be able to get off just from that if I tried. The tip of a second tentacle began pushing against the tight, puckered hole of my ass. I spread my legs wider and remembered doing this for the first time, how nervous I was at the thought of my secret, double-penetration fantasy coming true. Now I was an old pro, and the thick vine pushed its way in easily, thrusting opposite its twin, fucking both holes in perfect rhythm. My mouth hung open and I was moaning loudly with each shove inward until my cries were stifled by a third tendril which worked its way between my lips. I tasted its unique sweetness on my tongue and took it eagerly as it slid all the way to the back of my throat. It was then that I realized how turned on I’d been by the plant’s urgent desire. So much so that I was close to coming already, loving the way the plant’s vines filled me completely, bucking my hips faster and faster. My body arched and shuddered as I came hard. But something was different this time. Normally the plant’s needs were bound to mine: my pleasure was its pleasure, and so it would finish with me. But this time it didn’t stop, and the sensations didn’t fade. It continued thrusting harder and harder. Even as my own arousal rekindled, it was dwarfed by my friend’s pleasure as it pumped into the slick heat of my body again and again. Then it peaked, and I experienced an ecstasy that wasn’t my own. All three tentacles released a warm, thick fluid which flooded my mouth, ass, and pussy. My whole body bucked and twitched with the force of the plant’s orgasm in my mind while I swallowed the sweet liquid like it was all I’d had to drink in days. The pleasure took much longer to wane than a normal, human orgasm, and I basked in every moment of it until, finally, the tension left my body and I collapsed against the floor, breathing hard. The three vines slipped from my body and I relaxed, licking the last of the plant’s come from my lips. “Holy shit,” I said breathlessly. “Holy fucking shit. What was that?” But the plant informed me we weren’t done. The best was yet to come. Vaguely I realized, impossible as it seemed, I was still extremely turned-on. I swallowed and nodded. My friend had told me today would involve something extraordinary. I’d thought that sharing a mind-blowing orgasm was extraordinary enough. I couldn’t imagine what could be even better, but I was more than willing to find out. “Okay.” The vines sprang back into action, all of them wrapping themselves around my limbs and torso and lifting me into the air. I loved it when the plant took me like this, as if we were truly two parts of the same entity. Gently it urged my legs apart once again and I felt more of the warm liquid drip from my pussy. I must’ve been full to the brim. Then the plant’s vines parted, revealing for the first time what was at its center. It was another tentacle, shorter than the others but rippling with shallow ridges and ending in a rounded head. It was also very thick. Thicker than any human cock I’d ever seen. I bit my lip with anticipation as I watched it rise up and position itself at my entrance. When it pushed inward I cried out with a mix of pleasure and pain as I was stretched wide to accommodate its girth. I felt rather than heard the mental apology, followed by the assurance that it would get much, much better. It did. When it began thrusting a moment later the pain was wiped from my memory, and I let out a primal moan. Oh God, it was so big! My insides were still super-sensitive thanks to the plant’s lubricant. Its head and ridges felt amazing as they slid along my inner walls, massaging my g-spot beautifully. I rocked my hips as it fucked me hard and fast, withdrawing until only the thick head was left inside, then following with a deep thrust that filled me completely. I wondered vaguely what it would feel like in my ass, but my friend told me we could try that another time. Today was for a special purpose. The large tentacle pushed as far into me as it was able, stopping when it bumped against my inner barrier. Then I felt a new kind of movement, and in my mind’s eye I was able to picture exactly what was happening inside me. Smaller tendrils unfurled and emerged from the tip of the large tentacle. Each of them, I knew, carried the highest concentration of the pleasure-enhancing oil the plant was capable of producing. I gasped as they made contact with my cervix and cried out when one of them penetrated into my womb, followed quickly by two, three, four others. There was a flash of pain but it subsided instantly as it was over taken by a host of new and wonderful sensations. The tendrils were long, thin, and agile. They were coating my womb with the oil so that I became aware of nerve endings I hadn’t realized I’d possessed. Oh God they were so deep inside, stroking and caressing me where nothing else had ever been able to touch. Each movement sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout my whole body so that I was soon writhing in the plant’s grip. Yet somehow it wasn’t enough. What exactly it was that I wanted I couldn’t have said, but now that this new form of pleasure was open to me, I needed more. Once every inch of my insides had been coated with the strong oil, the tendrils withdrew, retreating in preparation for…oh. With a rush of intuition, I finally knew what my friend needed from me, and I was more than excited: I was ecstatic. My husband had left me because the doctors said I couldn’t bear children. Infertile, single, and desperate, I’d resorted to buying a sex plant. What I’d found instead was a partner. A lover, even. And now I was to be blessed with motherhood, too. Well, sort of. In an instant the plant informed me it was both mother and father to its offspring, able to produce eggs and sperm. I was vaguely aware that the salesman had assured me that all of their plants were sterilized. True, my friend told me, but some more effectively than others. It was only incapable of incubating and bearing its own children as it should, which is why I was to do it instead. The plant apologized for not telling me sooner, but I couldn’t bring myself to be angry. I was humbled and eager to help my friend bear its young. I wanted to feel like I was finally giving back to the creature that had helped me through the darkest period of my life. We were two beings who were never supposed to reproduce, and yet together we would manage it. I felt a burst of deep affection, perhaps even love. The smaller tendrils stretched my cervix wide, and this time there was no pain at all. Somehow the oil was blocking it, allowing only pleasure through. Then the thick, veined tentacle began to contort. I realized that something, or rather many things, were moving inside it, being pushed up the shaft and disappearing inside of me. When the first few eggs forced their way past my cervix I threw my head back and wailed with ecstasy. Each was roughly the size of a golf ball, and their smooth surface sliding against the newly-sensitized walls of my womb was indescribable. It was better, deeper and more intimate, than anything I’d ever experienced. And it didn’t seem like it would stop any time soon. More and more made their way up the passage, filling me quickly but not stopping or slowing. I felt them slipping and rolling inside me, forcing inhuman sounds of pleasure from my lips. I’d never felt so full in my life. My womb was stretching, expanding under the pressure of more eggs. I was so fucking close, all I needed… In that instant two vines shoved their way deep into my ass and I actually screamed with the force of my orgasm, which slammed into me like a tidal wave and subside. The plant fucked my ass enthusiastically, and I trembled and jerked in its grip while my whole world was reduced to the push, pull, and stretch of tentacles and the eggs which continued to pour into me. The pleasure was so intense I felt sure I would’ve blacked out but for my friend’s presence in my head, keeping me conscious, ensuring I didn’t miss a single, glorious second. My climax didn’t let up until each and every one of the eggs was buried safely inside me. By the time the thick tentacle was pulled from my body I must’ve looked nine-months pregnant, and tired as a mother who’d actually carried a child for that long. And yet I felt elated. I was a surrogate for my friend’s children. The plant assured me the pregnancy would be short-lived (which was good, because it would’ve been hard to explain if I’d returned to work looking like this) and that my body would suffer no ill-effects. I simply nodded, exhausted, and drifted to sleep in my friend’s arms. The days that followed were some of the most leisurely and blissful I’d ever experienced. The vast majority of my time was spent lounging in my friend’s many arms, being pleasured tenderly or else gently rocked to sleep. On the third and (as I was informed) final day of my pregnancy I awoke to a raging hunger that didn’t quite manage to overwhelm the even stronger urge to pee. Opening my eyes, I found myself still resting in a bed of tentacles, though the first thing I saw was my own protruding belly. “Morning,” I mumbled sleepily. No sooner did the plant sense that I was awake and in need of the toilet than it helped me to my feet, which was fortunate because I couldn’t have made it on my own in this state. After taking a few moments to readjust my center of gravity I made my way carefully upstairs. My womb was still very sensitive. As I walked from the bathroom to the kitchen to grab some food (nude, since nothing I owned would’ve fit me in this state anyway) the eggs shifted and moved inside me, rubbing up against my insides with each step. By the time I’d fixed and devoured a peanut butter sandwich, my pussy was dripping and I was horny as fuck. The plant must’ve known because when I returned, its tentacles beckoned to me. I went to it and allowed it to cradle me once more. I shuddered as it slowly caressed my clit, rolling it against the warm, wet tip of a tentacle. I closed my eyes and hummed with pleasure. Almost time, it told me. Slowly a second, slick tentacle slid inside of me, curling upward to caress my g-spot. My breath caught in my throat as it slowly thrust in and out, the other continuing to circle my swollen clit. The eggs had grown each day and, impossible as it seemed, my body had stretched to accommodate them, until I could’ve been carrying twins. I could feel them stirring within their eggs, the way a human child might kick, though the effect was far from painful. They were more active when I was aroused, and as the force of my friend’s thrusts increased, they became excited. I groaned and broke into a light sweat as their movements stimulated the walls of my womb spectacularly. A second tentacle joined the first. Harder. Deeper. The plant obeyed my requests, tentacles pistoning in and out of my dripping pussy in perfect rhythm. A third and fourth slithered into my ass and another forced its way into my gaping mouth and down my throat. Every hole now filled with thrusting tentacles, eggs moving relentlessly inside me, I hurtled closer and closer to the edge. The baby plants churned and vibrated with newfound vigor. Almost there, it told me. Here they come. I shook and moaned helplessly around the thick shaft. So fucking close…oh God so close… Then the eggs burst within me, and rush of hot liquid flowed from between my legs. I screamed with pleasure as the first of the thick, young plants forced its way past my cervix, wiggling and fighting its way out of my pussy and into its mother’s waiting arms. My friend had its passage tentacle out and waiting, this time ready to collect its young. Another seedling burst forth, followed by a third. With each plantling that worked its way down my birth canal, the intensity of my orgasm grew until I rode wave upon wave of continuous ecstasy as I’d never done before. Once again I depended on my friend’s presence in my mind to keep me conscious as young plants began moving in pairs, then in threes. My pussy was stretched wide as they fought to pass one another, writhing and squirming the whole way down. My body trembled as minutes passed in a haze of all-consuming pleasure, my world narrowing to the stretch and slide of the young plants moving inside me, fighting to reach their mother. My womb began to empty. Finally the last of them slid from my body and I collapsed. Barely conscious, I managed to ask my friend whether its children were alright. All healthy, it responded. I’d done very well. I smiled sleepily, then drifted off at once.

Ranch Hand ch.2 byIntroduction: A young troubled man finds a new life with a widow and her three girlsRanch Hand ch.2 By: ldtexas Connie directed me to the shopping mall and we parked and went in, the girls all took off in one direction and Connie and I in another. We went into an outfitter store first and I found some cowboy boots I liked and the price wasn't bad so we bought them along with a cowboy hat, and I wore them out of the store, they also had the rubber boots I needed. Next we went into a department store and Connie helped me pick out some jeans and shirts. I went into a fitting room to try them on, I slipped on a pair of the jeans and a shirt and stepped out for Connie to see. Then I stepped back in to try on some of the other clothes. As I was pulling off the first shirt Connie opened the door and slipped in with me. "I thought it would be easier if I just came in here instead of you going in and out. You don't mind do you?" "No ma'am, I don't have anything you haven't already seen." I said with a grin. "Good. I also wanted to talk privately with you about the girls." "Oh?" "Don't worry, nothing is wrong, just want to talk about some things." "Okay." "First off, the girls are crazy about you. All they have talked about the last two days is you. Actually, they've been talking about you for a week, ever since Lisa first called to talk to me about you coming to work for us, but since you got here you're all they talk about. Now, the last couple of days have been pretty wild. I know we have been pretty relaxed with ourselves around you and that is partly my fault, I told the girls to treat you like one of the family, so they, and me too I guess, have been pretty loose in the way we have been acting around you. Back when Jack was still alive we almost never wore any clothes at all in the house, him included, and the t-shirts this morning were a concession to your being here. Although, Elizabeth might just as well not have worn one!" We both laughed at that. I unbuttoned the jeans and pushed them down and stepped out of them. "Going commando huh?" Connie asked, as I stood naked in front of her. "Oh, yeah, I didn't have any clean underwear left." "Oh, we'll have to pick some up for you then." Connie reached out and ran her hand along my cock. "This is the next thing I want to talk about. My girls are discovering their sexuality, as you have found out. Jackie has a steady boyfriend, but he's away on early college orientation, but she is very much in love with him, so I doubt she will be looking to do anything with you. And up until today, I had my doubts about whether Elizabeth was going to come around to guys. She has a good girlfriend that she loves a lot and they have been having sex for quite a while. Amy walked in on them one day and Elizabeth's friend almost took her head off and Elizabeth didn't stop her. Amy was so scared that she cried for a whole day after that. I guess that's why she has been so mean about Elizabeth's sexual preferences." "They seem to have made up, or at least called a truce." I allowed. "Yes, and that is something I think is because of you. Did you say something to them?" "I talked to both of them a little, but it wasn't much. Just remembered some of Lisa's wisdom from some of our sessions." "Ah, I see. Yeah, Lisa is a pretty good psychiatrist. I knew she would be good way back when we were in college together." "I wondered how you knew each other." "Yup, we were roommates back then." "Oh, cool!" "Anyway, back to the girls. I think Elizabeth is falling for you, you're her first boy crush and I'm afraid she won't handle it well if her heart gets broken. Amy wants you too, you know?" "Yeah, I do know that." "Well, I don't want them fighting over you, that wouldn't be good for any of us. Amy is just 16, she still thinks very much like a little girl, she's still very innocent and selfish." "Maybe not so innocent as you think." "Oh? Tell me..." "Well, she came to my room to wake me up and when I didn't get up she came in and stripped off her shirt to repay me for her seeing me naked coming out of the shower and then she started to suck me off but you called her to breakfast, interupting her. And then this afternoon when you came to my room and found us all in bed, she had just sucked my cock clean of mine and Elizabeth's cum." "Really? Hmmm, looks like I'd better get her to the doctor and get her started on birth control. And until it's safe for her, you and she can't have sex, okay?" "Yes ma'am, I'm not ready to be a daddy and you probably aren't ready to be a granny..." "Damn right I'm not!" The whole time we had been talking, Connie had been fondling my cock which was now very hard. "Now, it seems like I'm the only one around our house that isn't getting any loving and I'm really needing some attention. And since I have this hunk of meat all worked up it would be a shame to let it go to waste." Connie pulled her shirt off and then pushed her shorts down and stepped out of them leaving her completely naked. She pushed me back onto the seat and got down between my knees and took my cock in her hand and then leaned in and enveloped my hard on with her mouth. She started bobbing, taking more and more of my cock on each downward stroke, eventually she had taken me down her throat until her nose was buried in my pubic hair, I'd never felt anything like it before. I had been riveted on watching Connie suck my cock but I happened to look in the mirror behind her and the sight was something else! Connie's ass was spread open and she was fingering her asshole at the same time as she was fucking her pussy with her thumb. Connie pulled up off my cock, "I need you to fuck me, NOW!" She demanded. She sounded just like Elizabeth! She turned around and presented her ass and pussy to me, I knelt down and lined my cock up with her pussy and drove in hard and fast. "Ugh, oh yeah! Fuck me, fuck me hard and fast!" She moaned. I was slamming into her as hard and fast as I could, looking into the mirror I could see Connie grimace as I thrust in and suck in her breath as I pulled back. Her tits were flopping all around as we fucked. "Pull out of my pussy and start fucking my ass!" She demanded. I had never done that before but I was determined to satisfy her and do whatever she wanted me to so I withdrew my cock and set the head at her puckered ring and pushed. Connie relaxed her ass and my cock head popped in. Connie groaned and pushed back, sinking me in to the hilt. She was so tight that I had to move slowly or we ended up just rocking back and forth but she slowly loosened up allowing me to fuck her faster. Connie lifted herself up and took my hands and put them on her tits and showed me how she liked to be fondled. I squeezed her tits, milking them down until I was pulling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. At the same time she was rubbing her clit in circles and I was still slamming in and out of her ass. We were racing toward our mutual climax, Connie was moaning so loud I just knew we were going to get caught, but I didn't care. Pretty soon I could feel the cum welling up and getting ready to explode from my cock. "Oh Cris, I'm almost there! Cum with me, cum in my ass!" Connie cried. She tensed up, clamping down on my cock as she started to cum, this sent me over the edge and I started cumming, pumping her bowels full of my semen. Connie slumped forward onto her elbows and I followed her down as she rested her forehead on the floor, trying to catch her breath. I pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck and ear. "Wow! Wow! Connie, that was so good!" She just nodded her head slightly as she calmed down. I leaned back and pulled my cock out of her ass, a big gush of my cum running out as I did. Connie turned around and sat on the floor, leaning back against the mirror and smiled at me and I smiled back. Then I leaned in and kissed her and she kissed me back. "Guess you have three women to keep satisfied now, can't let those girls have you all to themselves!" "I'll do my best!" "I know you will, and your best is pretty damn good! I haven't been fucked so well since before Jack died." I didn't know what to say about that so I just hugged her and kissed her again. I stood up and helped her to her feet, my cum was running down her leg and dripping on the floor. Connie opened her purse and pulled out a hanky and started wiping it up, "Damn boy, you sure do cum a lot!" "Sorry about that!" "Oh, don't be sorry. Next time I'll have to have you cum in my mouth so we don't waste it!" Connie then started cleaning off my cock with the same hanky, then she stuffed it up between her ass cheeks to catch any more cum that might run out and stepped into her shorts and pulled them up. Before she could pull on her shirt, I pulled her to me and leaned down and sucked on her nipples a little more and then kissed her again. I pulled my jeans on, carefully tucking my cock in before zipping up. I sat on the bench and pulled my new boots back on. Connie stood in front of me holding my shirt, I reached out and took her by the waist and pulled her to me, hugging her around the her legs I laid my head on her stomach and held her tight. Connie ran her fingers through my hair as I continued to hold her, I looked up to her face as she looked down at me, I had tears in my eyes. "What's the matter Cris?" "Thank you Connie!" "For what?" "For rescuing me, for giving me a place in the world, for making me feel so good that I think I may bust!" Connie teared up then, "Oh honey, I'm so glad you came to us. I'm glad we could give you a new start, you deserve it. I want you to be happy from now on. It's all for you to make the world your own." I stood up and we kissed again. "We better get gathered up and get going. The girls are going to be looking for us." We gathered the new clothes and I rubbed my foot over the drips of cum on the floor trying to hide what we had been doing. We walked out and the girl at the fitting room desk winked at us as we headed to the cash register. Along the way we went to the underwear isle and I grabbed a six-pack of boxer briefs. As we walked out of the store the girls were waiting for us, with bags full of stuff they bought. Connie gathered them in a big group hug as we walked to the exit. As we crossed the parking lot on the way to the truck Amy and Elizabeth fell back and each looped an arm around me. I leaned down and kissed Amy and the turned and did the same to Elizabeth. Both beamed up at me, neither bothered by my kissing the other. When we got back to the house and piled out of the Mule, Elizabeth pulled Connie aside and they had a brief quiet convesation. Connie took her bags from her and then Elizabeth came over to me and took my hand and led the way to my room. Once inside she melted into my arms and we kissed softly, passionately. We sat on the couch and made out for a while. We took a little pause, "Momma said I could stay till eleven." "Really? Cool!" "Did you and momma have sex?" "Uh, what gave you that idea?" "When you guys came out of the store and she hugged us I thought I could smell it on her, and she had a look in her eyes that I haven't seen since daddy died." "Would you be hurt if we did?" Elizabeth thought about it for a moment. "I guess not. As happy as she looked I just couldn't be mad about that. She deserves some happiness, it's been so tough on her since daddy passed." "It's been tough on you all. He must have been a really great guy, and a great dad." Elizabeth had tears running down her face again. "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to get you crying again." Elizabeth sniffled and wiped her eyes on her sleeve, "It's okay, I can't think about daddy without getting all wheepy. And you're right, he was the best dad, the best guy in the world!" I just held her and let her remember her dad, while I thought about my mom and dad. After a while Elizabeth turned to me, "So, tell me, momma and you did it, didn't you?" "Yes." "Where did you do it? Did you do it at the mall somewhere?" I grinned real big, "In the fitting room at the store where we got my new clothes." "No shit? Oh my gosh!" "Yup, pretty wild. I just knew we were going to get caught." Elizabeth stood up and pulled her shirt off and then pushed her shorts down and stood naked before me. I got down on my knees and pushed my face into her pussy and started licking her clit, she grabbed my hair and pushed my face harder into her crotch. She picked her leg up and loooped it over my shoulder, opening herself up to me more, allowing me to stick my tongue into her pussy opening and lick her out. She then backed off and took my hand and pulled me up and started unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, pulling them down, my cock flopping out in her face. She was about to slurp me into her mouth when I stopped her. "What's wrong, don't you want me to suck your dick?" "Oh yeah, I sure do, but we need to clean it up first." "Why? I don't mind tasting momma's pussy on you." "I'm afraid you'd be tasting her ass on me..." "No shit!" "No, there wasn't any shit but I think we should still wash up first!" I could hardly hold it in and when Elizabeth suddenly burst out laughing, I joined in and we laughed so hard we both had tears running down. Elizabeth took my hand and led me into the bathroom and started the shower, we stepped in and she washed me all over. When she was done she rubbed me dry with a towel and then pulled me back over to the couch pushing me down onto it. She then got down on her knees between my knees, almost like her mom had been earlier and sucked me into her mouth. I was wishing there was a mirror behind her like there was for her mom at the store. She didn't suck me for long, just enough to get me raging hard, then she climbed up with her knees on either side of my hips and took hold of my cock and settled down on it, her tight, wet pussy like a hot sheath sliding over me. Elizabeth started humping up and down on my cock as I fondled her tits like I had done for her mom. "Pull my nipples harder!" So I did. "Suck them and bite them!" So I did. "Oh Cris, that feels so good! I think there's a direct connection between my nipples and my pussy!" "Oh baby, I'm about to cum!" I shouted. "Me too! Cum inside me!" She groaned. Just as I started pumping my load into Elizabeth's pussy, the door opened and Connie came in, smiling as she watched me fucking her daughter. I was cumming, Elizabeth was cumming, soaking me as she did and Connie was sitting on the bed now, watching us. Elizabeth slumped against me, her breath coming in sharp heaves. I rubbed her back and reached down and pulled her ass cheeks apart so Connie could see my soaked cock buried in her daughter's drenched pussy. Connie smiled and stood up and turned toward the door, "Lizzie, it's time to come back to the house and go to bed." She said as she walked out. Elizabeth leaned back and turned to look at her mom but she was already gone, "Momma was here?" She asked me. "Yeah, she came in just as we were finishing." "She saw us cumming?" "Oh yeah, she saw alright!" "Damn, that's so sexy! I wish I had known she was there, maybe I would have done something to show off." "I did that for you..." "What did you do?" "Didn't you feel me spread your ass cheeks?" "Oh, yeah, I guess I did." "Well, I was showing your mom my cock buried in your pussy!" "Oh my gosh, that makes me so HOT!" "Good, I'm glad!" I said, and then I smacked her ass with both hands, one for each cheek. We kissed for a while, but then I pulled back. "You better go to bed, we don't want to make your mom mad. She might cut us off from each other." "Yeah, okay. I'll see you in the morning." Elizabeth got up off my cock and cum ran down her legs. She reached down and scooped some up and sucked it off her fingers, then she leaned down and kissed me and we tasted our combined cum. "Goodnight Cris!" "Goodnight beautiful girl!" She giggled and ran out the door. ch.3 to follow.

Jake's Vacation byIntroduction: Jake's hot aunt Jessie welcomes him into her home as his parents are finalizing their divorceMarie and her husband David were going through some hard times. It seems that everything that had once defined their relationship was gone. They simply weren’t attracted to each other in the way that they were back when they were first married. Although they had both been faithful to one another during their 18 years of marriage, they were also both ready to move on. Sometimes these things happened. The divorce process was going smoothly, but both Marie and David thought it was best that their son was not around while the final issues were resolved. It was decided that Jacob would spend the summer with Marie’s sister, Jessie. Although Jessie lived a couple hours away from them, she was a frequent visitor to the family, and therefore a close aunt to Jacob. She gladly accepted Jacob into her apartment while his parents went through their ordeal. Although Marie offered to drive Jacob to his Aunt’s, he opted to take his own car. At least this way, he would have the freedom of a vehicle to get out every once in a while and explore his new home city for the summer. He arrived at his Aunt’s late Wednesday night. Jacob was happy to escape the awkward final moments of his parents’ marriage, but he was sad that this all was happening. Sure, he had noticed in the last few years that his parents simply weren’t happy. And he had seen it coming. But it sucked that he was becoming yet another kid of divorced parents. Jessie opened the door to her apartment several seconds after Jacob had knocked. Her eyes lit up when she saw it was Jacob, then her mouth turned to a sweet, understanding smile. “Hey, sweetie,” she said sympathetically, acknowledging the ordeal his family was going through. She opened her arms and brought Jacob into a hug, which he gladly accepted. Jacob noticed that his aunt was wearing somewhat less modest clothes than he had typically seen her wear. She was wearing a tight, low cut tank top and short khaki shorts. When she visited his family at their house, she didn’t show so much skin. Not that he was complaining. This was the first time that he really realized that his aunt was a pretty good looking woman. Of course, he had noticed her pretty face before. But her wardrobe choice was now showing off her rockin’ body, too. Jacob cherished the brief moment his chest was pressed against her breasts as they engaged in the hug. "Hey Aunt Jessie. Thanks for letting me stay here for a couple weeks." "You know you can stay here as long as you like," she replied, holding his shoulders at arm length and looking him up and down, admiring him. "And it will be nice to have a man around the house for a little while, too." Jacob smiled, knowing what his aunt probably meant by that, but wishing she meant something else. Jake was seventeen years old. About to enter his senior year of high school, he had envisioned this summer being very different than it was turning out to be. But it wasn’t all bad, he decided as he dropped his bag on the floor of his aunt’s apartment. He really enjoyed being around his aunt. She was cool, and didn’t act like an authority figure like his other aunts did. After all, she wasn’t all that much older than him. Jessie had been born a good deal later than his mom. At 34, she was young enough to have some of the same interests as him. Maybe the extended stay with her would be fun. That first night, the two of them talked briefly before turning into bed. Jessie showed Jake to the room that he would be staying in for the next few weeks. It was down the hall from her room, separated by the bathroom and her study. Jake unpacked his clothes into the dresser in the room, then went to sleep Jake awoke early in the morning, much earlier than he usually woke up. He had gotten a good night’s rest, and simply wasn’t tired anymore. He climbed out of bed, wearing only his boxers, and stretched. He decided to head to the bathroom to take a shower before deciding what to do with his day. He headed down the hall and turned to head into the bathroom, still sleepy eyed and a little out of it. He made it all the way into the bathroom before he looked up to see his naked aunt, brushing her hair after her shower. When he entered the bathroom, she looked up, surprised. "Shit! Um…," Jessie stood nude, embarrassed, but did not make any effort to hide herself. Jake stood still, not having any idea what to do. He closed his eyes and let out a nervous laugh. "I’m really sorry, Aunt Jessie." "No, it’s my fault Jake. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m so used to being alone here, that I didn’t even think twice about dressing… or of closing the door, for that matter." Jake lifted his head and was careful to make only eye contact with his aunt. "I guess we’ll both have to make some adjustments, won’t we?" he asked. Jessie let out a laugh, then let her eyes drift down to her nephew’s chest. "Jeez, Jake. You sure have turned into quite the young man in the last few years." Jake laughed, unsure of what to say. "No, I mean it. You look really good. I’m sure you could get any girl you wanted," she said. "Well thanks, Aunt Jessie. There aren’t many girls that look as good as you, though," he replied, wondering why he hadn’t just turned away and headed back to his room after the compliment. "Really? What do you mean?" Jake was suddenly getting more shy. "Well, uh… I just mean… You look really good. I guess I’d never though of my aunt having such a great body, but you definitely do." Jake and his aunt were less than a couple of feet apart. She reached out with her left hand and let it stroke his bicep. "You really think so?" Jake’s heart began to beat a little faster at his aunt’s touch. “Yeah, I do,” he let out. She was now getting a little worked up, too, and let her right hand rest on the side of his abs. Jake gulped as his hot aunt took a small step toward him and lifted on her toes to press her lips to his. They shared a somewhat tame kiss at first. Then Jake let his hand fall to Jessie’s hip. Once Jessie knew her nephew was on board, she slipped her warm tongue into his mouth. They both closed their eyes and shared a passionate kiss. Jessie’s hand cradled Jake’s head as her tongue forcefully explored the depths of her young nephew’s mouth. The two stood in the bathroom for several moments, sharing their first kiss. After a moment, Jessie’s hands guided Jake’s head downward, toward one of her pert breasts. Jake, by this point, had given up all inhibitions, and was ecstatic to have his aunt’s luscious tits in his face. He took her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, leaving a shiny spot of spit on it after he relinquished it. Jessie moaned and stroked his back. Without a word, she took his hand and guided him back to the room he had slept in. Jessie sat on the edge of the bed, followed by her nephew. Jake straddled her as she laid onto the bed and they continued to make out. While they kissed, Jessie’s hand made its way to Jake’s tented boxers, grabbing his cock through the fabric. "Mmmm," she moaned into his mouth, then releasing the kiss. "I was right… You certainly have become a man…" Empowered by Jessie’s approval, Jake renewed his assault on her mouth with vigor. He was no longer just Jessie’s nephew – she Suddenly, Jessie took control as she flipped Jake onto his back and straddled him. She dug her toes into the waistband of his boxers and extended her legs, dragging them down his legs until the point where he kicked them off. Jake laid on the bed, looking up at his aunt and admiring her dexterity, wondering how far this would go. Jessie didn’t leave him to wonder very long. She took his rock hard cock in her hand and guided it to the entrance of her pussy as she lowered herself onto him. Jake had never had sex before. This all happened so fast. His aunt had removed the little clothing he had on in seconds, and had expertly sheathed his cock in her pussy. He barely had time to think before his hard cock was engulfed in the warmth of his aunt’s hot depths. “Oh, God,” he instinctively groaned. Jessie’s face showed that she was feeling similar thoughts. She rested, with her nephew’s cock buried to the hilt within her, and her hands together on his hard chest supporting her. Her mouth was open, and she was adjusting to the first hard cock inside her in some time. Allowing herself to become used to the hard cock within her, Jessie stroked the light, sprawling chest hair of her nubile young nephew as she supported her weight on his chest. After she caught her breath, Jessie opened her eyes and laughed. She stroked Jake’s cheek with one hand, then planted her hands on either side of his face. She raised her ass up until only the tip of Jake’s cock resided inside her, then let it drop as his dick buried itself once again inside her. Jake’s hands made their way to her sides as she began to fuck him. Occasionally, he would grab and stroke her breasts as she fucked him. Jessie was now rocking her hips in a quick rhythm, allowing Jake’s cock to sink in and out of her warmth as she fucked herself on his love stick. Jake simply lay on the bed as his Aunt Jessie went to town on his cock. The sensations of her pussy on his dick were incredible – it gripped him as she rose onto her knees until the point that only his tip was inside her, then her pussy sucked him back into her depths as she lowered herself back to his thighs. He let his hands grope her thighs and abs and chest as she rode him, but for the most part, he lay still on the bed, letting his aunt’s pussy grab and release his cock as she fucked him, using his hardness for her pleasure. Although Jake didn’t realize it, Aunt Jessie was on her second orgasm. Her nephew’s cock was stimulating her in a most wonderful way, and her pussy clinched and released it rhythmically as she came. Jake didn’t realize that she was cumming because she continued to keep up the fast pace as she rode him. And her guttural moans were a constant presence, whether she was enjoying an orgasm or not. Although Jessie loved Jake and thoroughly enjoyed pleasuring him, she was focused on her own enjoyment. She had not been with a man for many months. As his aunt finished her orgasm, Jake’s was quickly approaching. In all honesty, he was surprised and proud that he had lasted this long. He had never been inside of a woman before, and it was better than his wildest fantasies. And Lord knows he had had some wild fantasies. But her assault on him was beginning to take its toll, and Jake began to feel that familiar surging in his balls. From the way Jake’s hands began to tightly grip her hips, Jessie deduced that her hunky nephew was rounding the bend towards his climax. Jessie was more determined than ever to go out with a bang. She sped up her humps as Jake began to thrust his butt off the bed in an attempt to further bury himself within her. Jake’s eyes rolled back and his head fell to the bed, and his first spurt of warm semen released into the depths of Aunt Jessie. As his cock was spurting inside of Jessie, she continued to buck her hips and draw out all of the cum that was within him. She was still in the aftershocks of her second powerful orgasm as Jake’s cock continued to jet cum deep inside of his aunt. Jake let out his held in breath as a powerful grunt, and she continued to rock on him, adjusting her rhythm to the convulsions of his orgasm, until she felt his orgasm slow to a stop. At this point, she collapsed on top of her nephew, all energy drained from her. She let her head rest on his chest as she regained her breath. Jake was in some sort of heaven. His gradually softening cock was still inside his aunt, and her head was laid on his chest, breathing heavily. He lay on the bed in a sort of trance, not moving or saying a word. After a bit, Jessie pushed on his chest to raised back onto her butt, resting on Jake’s thighs. She lifted her ass off of him, releasing his now soft cock from her depths, and stood to the side of the bed. Gazing down at her nephew, Jessie knew that she was one lucky woman. Jake still lay in a trance as Jessie pulled the covers over him. "Get some rest, stud,” she said as she started for the door. “I’ll see you when I get home from work." With that, she left to her room to dress and leave for work. Jake was suddenly sleepy again, he decided, and drifted off within a minute. Jake woke up three hours later, fully rested. By this time, the warm sun was shining brightly through his window. He squinted, then yawned as he stretched his arms over his head in bed. When he finally fully opened his eyes, he suddenly remembered the early morning’s events. Were they a dream? If so, it would be the most vivid dream he had ever had… but still, it couldn’t have been real. As he threw off the sheets, however, he noticed his uncovered cock, still slick from Jessie’s pussy. So it wasn’t a dream. Dear God, he had really fucked his aunt! Well… wasn’t this an interesting turn of events. Last night his relationship with his aunt had been completely normal. This morning, he walked in on her nude. Within a few moments, she had led him back to his bed and fucked his brains out. Usually, when a guy fucks someone close to him who he isn’t supposed to fuck, he feels a bit of guilt. Maybe he pushed her into something she didn’t want to do, or maybe she’ll regret it later… but his Aunt Jessie had made it clear what she wanted, and she had gotten it! Jake felt more lucky than guilty. Instead of being worried that he had pressured her, he was worried that she wouldn’t want to do it again. As Jake made his way, nude, into the kitchen, he found a note his aunt had scribbled on her way out the door. It read: Jake – Thanks for the early morning fun. We should do it again some time. I’m thinking tonight. Make yourself at home. There’s plenty of food in the fridge. I would suggest a big breakfast to regain your strength :). Love, Jessie Well, Jake though, I guess that answers that question. This is going to be one hell of a vacation.

Emily's Lesson Introduction: Emily teaches her sister Alex all about sex. Good thing their brother Joey is around to help out!It was the summer after Emily’s freshman year of college, and it was only the third time she had come home since her parents had dropped her off last August. It was great to finally be home for more than a few days, she thought. She was attending a big university several hours away, and the only times she’d been able to visit her family were for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now, though, she had the entire summer back home in Florida to work on her tan, relax, and spend time with her family. She had really missed her sister, especially, while she was away. Alex was fifteen when Emily went off to college – she was just getting to the age when years didn’t mean so much and the sisters had more in common. Now, back for the summer, Emily was looking forward to the opportunity to reconnect with her sister. Alex was 16 now, three years younger than Emily’s 19. It had been lonely for her, at first, when Emily left for college. She still had her year-older brother Joey around to hang out with, and they had grown closer over the past year, which was nice. But still, it was very different. There was no one at home to talk with about girl stuff – clothes, makeup… boys. She especially wished her sister was around so they could talk about boys. Alex had gone out with a few boys from school, and the farthest she had gone with any of them was kissing. Her last boyfriend, Mark, had gotten a few good makeout sessions before they ended up breaking up. The breakup was a shame, although Alex initiated it. She had really wanted to take their relationship to the next level, sexually, but didn’t really know what to do. Unfortunately, she had put it off too long, and Mark got impatient, apparently, and ended up coaxing a blowjob out of her slut friend Stacy. So obviously, Alex had to dump him when she found out. Alex was determined to get some advice from her older sister while she was back, so as to not let such a thing happen to her again. The first week Emily was back, she and Alex got plenty of time to hang out. Their parents worked all day, so the sisters would typically wake up late, head to the beach, find some lunch, then either go back to the beach in the afternoon or hang out with friends, or just head back to the house. One morning, while the sisters were lounging around at home about to go to the beach, Emily brought up the subject of boys. “So whatever happened to Mark, Alex?” Alex told her the story of him, and Stacy. “What an asshole! I can’t believe some guys!” “Yeah,” Alex replied, “but I guess it’s not totally his fault.” “Of course it is! He cheated on you, Alex…” “I know, I know. What I mean is… I don’t know, I guess I can’t help but feel at least a little responsible… you know? I mean, we were together for a few months, and anytime he tried to do that kind of stuff with me, I shot him down. I can’t say I blame him too much for getting head from Stacy when I wouldn’t do it for him.” “Oh… well why didn’t you do it for him? I’m just asking, you know – it’s totally cool if you want to wait for a while before getting into that kind of stuff. It’s definitely your decision. I’m just curious,” Emily said. “I know… but it’s not that I didn’t want to… I was just sort of scared, you know? I didn’t know where to start, and I didn’t want to do anything wrong.” “So you would have had sex with him if you knew what to do?” “Well yeah,” Alex replied, “God only knows how many times I rubbed myself raw after I got home from one of our dates…! I would have loved to have gone all the way with him, but I’d just heard so many horror stories of girls’ first times, and I knew if I got him naked then I would want to fuck him, then I wouldn’t know how to do it right, and…” Emily cut her off, “Calm down, sis! You’re underestimating yourself. But you’re right… from here on out, if you want to keep a guy, you’re going to have to give him a reason to stay!” “What about you? How are you doing in the boy department? What are college boys like?” Emily chuckled. “Well, if you must know, I’m doing quite well for myself. College boys only want to fuck… but, God, it’s so great! They take you out for dinner, then afterwards you go back to one of your places and give him a handjob or a blowjob or something… Then the next time, after the date, you get to fuck! Then after that, sometimes you don’t even go on a date… you just meet up for sex – between classes, in the middle of the night, whenever. And you can do it with more than one guy at the same time, too. Nobody cares!” “Wow,” Alex said, “That’s awesome… but everyone doesn’t think you’re a slut?” “Of course not, everybody does it this way.” “Well in that case, I definitely need to figure this out before I get to college. I don’t want everyone thinking I’m a prude or something.” Just then Emily saw Joey sleepily walking out of his bedroom towards the bathroom, wearing only his boxers. All this talk about sex had her thinking somewhat naughty thoughts about her little brother. He had really shaped up in the last year! A little bit of hair on his toned chest, some stubble on his face, nice abs… he was turning into one of the college boys she was used to having so much fun with. “Well I’d like to help you figure it out, sis. What do you say I teach you how to pleasure a guy?” Emily asked her sister. “Yeah, Em, that would be great… but how?” Joey was walking back toward his bedroom when Emily stood up and called out to him. “Hey Joey, come her for a sec.” Joey looked up, then walked into the living room. Emily walked up to him, then put her hands on his shoulders. “This is going to be so much fun!” she said to no one in particular. “Follow me, you two,” she said to her siblings. Joey was still a little sleepy after brushing his teeth and his morning piss, so he followed his older sister without much thought. Alex was a little confused, still not really understanding what her sister was up to, but she stood and followed anyway. Emily walked into her room with her brother and sister behind her. She told them to sit down on her bed, and they did. “What?” Joey asked her. “Shut up, Joey. You’ll love this,” Emily said to him, standing in front of her siblings. “Okay, Alex,” she said to her sister, “the first step is to get the guy good and horny.” “WHAT?” Joey said again. Alex looked at her sister incredulously. “Okay, Joey, you’re done talking for the rest of the day. This is about our sister. And Alex, you wanted my help, so here it is.” “Well yeah, but…” she replied. “But, nothing. We need a guy for this, and Joey’s pretty hot if you forget he’s our brother. You’re actually pretty lucky, you know. And you,” Emily directed towards her brother, “you’re really fucking lucky, so just go with it, okay?” “As I said,” Emily started again, “the first step is to get him good and horny. Usually this is done by the two of you making out.” Alex took a sideways glace at her brother, then glared at Emily again. “Go ahead, Alex,” Emily said. “I don’t know about this, Emily,” Alex said, with a somewhat worried look on her face. “Oh, for God’s sake!” Emily said in exasperation as she moved to the bed. She put her knees on the edge of the bed, on either side on Joey’s hips, and put her hands on his naked chest, pushing him back to a reclined position. She moved her hands to his shoulders, then lowered her face to his, pausing with her lips a fraction of an inch above his. Joey lay there, still in disbelief, with his lips parted. Emily pressed her lips to his, giving him an almost sisterly peck. Then, she pressed her tongue into his mouth finding his, closed her eyes, and gave him one sexy, several-second-long french kiss. She lifted her mouth from his, then stroked his hair with one hand as she went back down and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. Joey finally moved his hands to rest on the sides of her ribcage as they finished their kiss. Emily lifted her head a bit and looked at her sister. “See,” she said, “Joey’s willing to play. Why don’t you join in?” Alex sighed, turned on by the sight of her two siblings entwined, then nodded. Emily raised up off their brother, and turned onto her side next to Joey. Alex was a little more hesitant than her sister, first gently taking one hand and resting it on her brother’s chest before sliding it down his abs to his navel. She smiled at her brother, then leaned over for a kiss. Instinct took over at this point, and Alex started making out with Joey like he was one of her boyfriends. She pressed her mouth over his, and took his lips in hers. He began to take initiative and slid his tongue in between her lips and into her mouth. Her tongue found his, and she let it swirl around his as they made out. She continued to rub her hand over his chest, and his hands found their way to the side of her head and her side. Emily took a moment to remove Alex’s shirt, which left her in her short shorts and bikini top. Joey enjoyed the fact that there was more skin to touch and his wandering hands began to turn on Alex that much more. He cupped her ass with one of his hands and gave a little squeeze. Alex cradled his head in her hands as she continued the assault with her mouth, stroking his head and hair as their warm mouths explored each other. Emily reached her hand down to the crotch of Joey’s boxers, feeling the tent that his growing erection was forming. She then took one of Alex’s hands in hers and led it to Joey’s covered cock. Alex instinctively grabbed his dick through his boxers loosely in her hand, and began to rub around it. “Okay children,” she said. “It looks like Joey is ready for step two.” Alex removed her mouth from her brother’s and smiled, biting her bottom lip as she looked into Joey’s eyes. Joey couldn’t help but smile, not believing the turn that his morning had taken. “Let’s start with a handjob. Sometimes, if you don’t want to go all the way with a guy yet, a handjob can be a good way of giving him something without doing too much. Joey, take off your boxers.” Joey grinned, then was out of his boxers in record time. Alex’s lips parted as she stared at Joey’s erection. It was so big, she thought. So hard… so beautiful. His hard cock was angled up towards the ceiling, and his balls lay loosely below it. Joey propped himself up on his elbows, waiting for whatever it was to come. “Nice dick, brother… I’m impressed! Okay, Alex. Wrap your little hand around Joey’s nice, hard cock that he is so kind to give us.” She did as she was told, feeling how hard, yet how soft, her brother’s shaft was. Joey sighed at the feeling of his sister’s touch and let his head fall back. God, this was getting better and better every second. “Now… pretty much, you just move your hand up and down on his dick. Don’t forget about his balls, too. Give them some attention, roll them around in your hand… Go ahead.” Alex started to slowly jack off her brother, sliding her hand up and down his dick. With her other hand, she cupped his balls and lifted up a bit, taking their weight in her hand. She jiggled them around, smiling as she explored her brother’s body. She began to speed up her action… it was kind of fun. Joey’s breathing had also sped up considerably by this point. His cock felt harder than it had ever been in his life, and his sister was actually doing a good job. They were both starting to get into it when Emily spoke up. “Well, that’s pretty much that.” “What?” Alex asked, stopping the motion of her hand and resting her hand on Joey’s cock. “I said, that’s a hand job. You did well. That’s about all there is to it.” “But what about when he cums? I mean, what happens then? That’s the important part, right?” Alex said, confused. Emily laughed. “Don’t worry about that, sis… I’m sure we’ll get to that part all too soon...” Alex relaxed and lifted her hand off of her brother’s still-hard cock. “A hand job is a great way to give a boy something to keep him coming back, without really giving him too much,” Emily taught her sister. “But,” she continued, “if you want to give him a little bit more, then we transition from using your hand to pleasure him to using your mouth.” “Okay,” Alex responded, “What do I do?” “It’s really hard to do it too wrong,” Emily answered, “but start by holding his dick in your hand and taking the tip into your mouth. The head of the penis is the most sensitive part, so it’s really important that you stimulate it. If you can take it further, then it feels really good to the guy if you’re able to take more into your mouth… It’s best if you let your lips and tongue rub along his shaft as you bob your head up and down on his cock.” Joey smiled and eagerly nodded his head in agreement. “Come on,” Emily said, “give it a try! Joey’s waiting…” Alex smiled a shy smile as she was really about to cross a new barrier. Of course, today was the first time she’d ever held a guy’s cock, so that was definitely a milestone… But to actually take a penis in her mouth! That was a big step! And God, not to mention whose dick it was… her own brother’s! This was almost too much for her. She took a deep breath and re-gripped Joey’s dick. She looked up at Joey as her head lowered towards his crotch and saw his big grin. Well, if nothing else, she thought, she was helping out her big brother and making him feel good. Her face stopped an inch from the tip of his dick. She gingerly extended her tongue until the tip contacted the head of his penis. At the moment of contact, his cock jumped at the sensation. She smiled, then swirled her tongue around the perimeter of Joey’s manhood. She took one hand and cupped his balls again, then enclosed the tip of his penis into her warm mouth. “Ah… ohh, God, sis… that… feels so good,” Joey managed to say. Joey’s encouragement made Alex feel a little bit more at ease. She took another half inch of Joey’s dick into her mouth, then pulled up to its tip. She started to get into a bobbing motion, able to take a little bit more of Joey’s cock into her mouth each time, until she maxed out at a little more than half of his length. She blew him slowly, drawing out her motions as her lips slid along all sides of his cock as she bobbed up and down. “Okay, Alex… From the looks of Joey’s face, he’s getting pretty close to an orgasm. I don’t blame him… he’s had an exciting morning so far. You have a couple options here. You could either take it out of your mouth and jack him off as he cums; or, you could leave it in and let him cum into your mouth.” Alex momentarily popped her brother’s dick out of her mouth to ask, “Which is better for him?” “Leave it in,” both Emily and Joey answered at the same time. Alex resumed the blowjob with a new sense of purpose. She was about to make her brother cum. The first guy ever that would orgasm as a result of her efforts and hard work… She had to make this good. She looked up at Joey and made eye contact as she sucked him. His face was scrunching up a bit, and his mouth was hanging open. He rested his hand on the back of Alex’s head and loosely grabbed her hair. “Alright, Alex, here it comes,” Emily warned her sister, experienced with guys at their moment of orgasm. Alex swirled her tongue around the tip of Joey’s cock as the first ribbon of semen spewed from his cock. She continued to suck him in as the second, then third, and fourth spurts of Joey’s cum shot into her mouth. Alex instinctively swallowed the thick liquid that was invading her mouth as she felt Joey’s balls twitching in her hand, feeding his cum into her waiting mouth. Joey was mildly bucking his hips at this point, absolutely loving the warm sensation of his sister’s mouth enclosing his most prized possession as he came. He shot more semen that he thought he probably ever had before during this seemingly never-ending orgasm. Finally, his orgasm died down, his body collapsed, and he let out the breath he had been holding in for several seconds. Alex gave one last swallow and removed her mouth from his cock, letting it go with a sloppy ‘pop’. She smiled up at her brother with a small glob of his cum showing on her bottom lip. “That was so fucking hot!” Emily said as she dropped to her knees. She took Alex’s face in her hands and, before her sister knew it, gave her a full-on, full-tongue kiss. Although surprised, Alex wasted no time in embracing her sister’s kiss. She moaned into Emily’s mouth as their tongues danced. Emily gave her sister one last peck on the lips, then caught the one glob of Joey’s cum that was still hanging on Alex’s lip with her tongue before she leaned back and admired her sister. “Damn our brother tastes good, don’t you think?” she said. Alex smiled as she sat back on her heels, tasting her brother’s flavor in her mouth. Emily took the quiet moment as an opportunity to continue her lesson. “A blow job is always a good move. Apparently it feels amazing, so the boy is always satisfied if that’s as far as you’re going to take it that night. Also, guys are always way too excited their first time with you, so if you want to fuck him it’s still a good move to get him to cum once before he penetrates you. That way, he lasts longer when he does fuck you.” “Before he penetrates me with this?” Alex asked, lifting and dropping her brother’s limp cock. “Well, obviously we need to get him hard again…” Emily continued, “A good way to get him nice and horny is to let him eat you out. It’s a good way to get yourself warmed up, too.” Joey already began to perk up a bit from the nature of his sisters’ talk. “Okay…” Alex replied, a little nervous about completely exposing herself in front of her big brother, even though she knew it would happen eventually… and even though she had just swallowed a load of his semen. She kind of knew from the start that she and Joey would be fucking by the end of Emily’s lesson, but as of this point she was still wearing both her bikini top and bottom, and her shorts. “Well, the first step is to get that top off…” Emily said, getting impatient. Alex faced Joey on the bed, then reached up and untied her top, letting it fall to the floor. Joey was in awe as he stared at his younger sister’s full, perfect breasts. God, had her chest changed since last time he saw it when they used to bathe together as kids. Her breasts weren’t large, but they definitely weren’t too small. They were just… perfect. Small, dark, erect nipples capped the tips of her beautiful tits as they hung from her chest magnificently. Joey couldn’t help but stare. “Alright Joey, I’m pretty sure instinct should take over at this point,” Emily coaxed him. “Make our little sister feel good.” Joey tenderly reached out and cupped Alex’s breasts with both hands. He had never really fantasized about his younger sister before, but he had certainly noticed how she had grown into a beautiful young woman. It was never really sexual… he just admired her, he guessed. But now, it was definitely sexual feelings that he had. All of the pent-up, unrealized feelings that he had for his little sister came to consciousness as he held her breasts in his hands. He leaned his sister back until she lay flat on the bed, then he bent down and took one of her glorious nipples into his mouth and sucked. Alex dropped her head to the mattress and let out a sigh. Even after all the fun she and Joey had had this morning, this moment was still the first real sexual pleasure she had ever felt from a man. Joey continued to tenderly suck on her breast as his hands wandered around her chest and abs, then down to her crotch. Alex jumped a bit at the feeling of his strong hand on her pubic mound, but quickly relaxed as she realized that she would rather be nowhere else at this moment. As he reached his mouth up to give Alex another sensual kiss, Emily helped out by first pulling off her sister’s shorts, then her bikini bottom. Both of Emily’s siblings were now completely nude. The new change in attire allowed Joey’s wandering hand full access to Alex’s beautiful young body. His fingers found the entrance to her vagina as he continued to make out with her. As one of his fingers made its way into her sopping wet pussy, Alex came out of her stupor and began to rub her hands over her brother’s back. She gripped his shoulders as he began to finger her pussy. “Ahh… that feels so nice, Joey…” Alex moaned as their mouths parted. Joey slid down the bed until he was on his knees on the floor. Alex’s ass was on the bed with her pussy at the edge. Joey positioned himself so her legs were spread and resting on his shoulders and his face was near her crotch. He looked up as Alex grinned down at her brother, anticipating the pleasure that he was about to bring her. Joey concentrated his effort back to the task at hand. He had eaten out a couple of girls before, but he felt like he was really being put to the test here as his older sister watched. Joey extended his tongue and let it drag across one of the outside lips of Alex’s sex. Her abs clenched and she drew a sharp breath in. Yes, she had masturbated before… but this was already so much better. Her hand came down to rest on the side of her brother’s head as he teased her. He continued to lick around her pussy without making contact until Alex broke down and pulled his face towards her pleasure center. He obliged and thrust his tongue into her. “Oh God Joey, yes!” she yelled. He swirled his tongue around inside her sex before contacting her clit, which sent her overboard. She clenched his short hair with both hands and spread her legs wide as he ate her out. The sharp pleasure she felt flooded her head and she lost track of time as her brother’s tongue worked wonders on her. Just as her breath began to quicken, she barely heard her sister once again call off their fun. She lifted her head and looked down to see Emily behind Joey with her head on his shoulder and her hand around Joey’s rock hard cock, gently stroking him. “I said,” Emily repeated, “he’s hard again. It’s time for our Joey to fuck your brains out. You ready sis?” Alex stroked her brother’s hair lovingly. “Oh yeah!” she answered. Neither Joey nor his sister had been this far before. Although neither of them had previously considered the other a candidate for sexual pleasure, they were so entwined in their current affair that all they could think about was fucking. The two siblings wanted nothing more than to fuck each other until they were both satisfied. “Alright, Joey,” Emily said, “this is your time to shine.” Joey gave Alex one last lick for good measure, then rose to the bed beside his sister. He lay on his side next to Alex, and rubbed his hand over her stomach and breasts. He lowered his head to hers and forced his tongue into her mouth, where it swirled about with hers. While they kissed, he swung one leg between Alex’s knees as he settled himself on top of her, then he spread her legs with his other knee. He broke the kiss as Alex reached down and grabbed his hard cock, pointing it toward the entrance to her warm, sopping wet hole. He lowered his buttocks until his dick was pressed against her opening, then gave a push until the head of his penis was enclosed comfortably within her. Both of them stayed in this position as they breathed heavily, their mouths open, waiting for the next step. Finally, Joey grabbed her shoulders and pushed all the way inside her, letting out his held breath and nearly collapsing on top of her. “Ahh… Oh, Joey… God… oh fuck,” Alex moaned. She breathed heavily, savoring the feeling of fullness she felt as her brother’s long cock was sheathed entirely within her. She relished the feel of his muscular body covering hers, his toned body pressed on her pert breasts, her nipples smashed to his chest, the stubble of his face resting against her smooth cheeks. She wrapped her arms around his body, her hands resting on his shoulder blades as they lay, growing accustom to one another. Joey kissed his sister once again, then withdrew his cock from her. He gently slid it back into her warmth as she moaned, then withdrew once again. Alex’s lips were parted and her eyes were tightly shut, concentrating only on their joining. Joey was now getting into a rhythm, pulling out and entering again as Alex’s hands slid down to the sides of his rib cage. Joey sucked on the nape of her neck as he continued his assault on her body. Her legs wrapped around his lower back, pulling his cock further into her with every thrust as he continued to fuck his sister’s young body. Alex loved the feeling of her brother inside her. She couldn’t imagine a person more suited to take her virginity than Joey, who she knew loved her and would take care of her. Likewise, Joey was certainly enjoying the sensations that his sister’s soft, slick, warm pussy was giving him as they were joined on the bed. Alex reached down and gently grabbed and massaged Joey’s balls in her hand as he fucked her. Every time his cock entered her body, it gradually stretched her insides until it bottomed out inside her as her narrow canal squeezed the head of his cock. Then she would feel him pull out until only his engorged head was left inside her. By now, she was getting warmed up to the point that her hips were beginning to rise and fall to compliment his thrusts. She began to buck her hips as a warm, tingling sensation started to build up in her loins. Her breath began to become sharper and more frequent as Joey’s efforts paid off. “Oh God Joey, this is so… fucking… GOOD!” His confidence boosted yet again as he sped up his thrusts. Alex wrapped her hands around her brother’s neck and pulled his face to hers, once again interlocking their lips and tongues as they pleasured each other. As the pleasure began to build within her to an almost unbearable level, Alex spread her legs wide and began to hump her butt off the sheets. All at once, the pleasure crashed down as she began to come. Alex’s pussy began to rhythmically clench and release her brother’s cock as he pumped into her still. She closed her eyes and let out a soft, prolonged moan as her orgasm took over. Joey, realizing that his sister was cumming, allowed himself to finish as well. He grabbed her shoulders from beneath and pumped into her depths for all that he was worth. He released one strong rope of semen into his sister as his orgasm took over his body. He managed to pull his spewing cock from its home after the first spurt as he collapsed onto his sister. Joey continued to thrust as his cock slid, slick from his sister’s pussy, between his and his sisters’ stomachs, pressed tightly together. He squirted three, then four more gradually weaker spurts between their hot bodies until he finally completely collapsed onto Alex. They lay there catching their breath for several moments as they regained composure from their mutual orgasm, their sweaty cheeks pressed against one another. Finally, Joey raised up onto his elbows, separating their stomachs and leaving a string of cum connecting them. He rolled onto his side and stared at his sister, drained and sexually satisfied. She opened her eyes weakly, smiling at her brother with her hand on his side. She eyed him up and down, from his sweaty matted hair to his heaving toned chest to his gradually softening cock, admiring the man that her brother had grown into. She wiped his cum from his stomach and spread it onto hers, joining it with the semen that he had deposited on her during his orgasm. “I’m almost speechless,” Emily said, watching her siblings in their post-orgasmic glow. “I’d have to say our lesson is complete. You’re ready for college, little sis!” “Maybe…,” Alex said, biting her bottom lip and still looking at her brother. “But I think we might have to practice again later, just to make sure.”

BOTTOM FEEDERS byIntroduction: Kinky mature woman picks up a college boy at a sex party. Their one-nighter is an education for the young man but ...BOTTOM FEEDERS “Hey, Layla, are you busy Saturday night? Rod asked. Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior year, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the family drama and get back to school and be on their own. “No plans yet,” Layla said. “What’s up?” “I thought you might like to go to a party with me.” “What’s the matter, Little Bro, are you so hard-up that you have to ask your sister for a date?” “Not exactly. It’s up at the Lyons’ place. Remember them?” “The Lyons? You mean the swingers? What, are they having another one of their wild sex parties? And you want to take me? What, are you some kind of pervert?” The Lyons lived nearby their father’s home, in a big house on almost an acre of land, with a large, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild parties where anything goes, and their guests would come expecting to mingle, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result. “No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess; I haven’t been laid in a month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our separate ways. But I can’t go alone. Only couples are invited. The party rules are pretty simple: Bring a partner and a bottle and share both.” “And you got yourself invited?” she asked. “Yep, on the recommendation of a friend at work. I hear they’re searching for some young blood.” “Well, okay, that’s better, I guess. I thought you were getting all weird on me. But it might be fun. Something different, anyway.” “That’s what I thought, maybe get into some older stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don’t you come over here a little after and we’ll head over together. And remember it’s a pool party. Show off that body of yours and you’ll have some old guy creaming himself in no time.” ---- “You look great, Layla,” Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her tanned arms and legs, and of course her cute butt and perky breasts. They were both good-looking kids. Rod was tall and lean and wore cargo shorts and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party. “So do you, little brother,” Layla said, handing him a fifth of rum. “Now let’s go to this party and see how lucky we can get.” They drove separate cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they’d end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the party, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same. “Welcome, and thanks for coming,” Lita said. “The bar is out back on the lanai, through those French doors, along the wall to your left. Help yourself to whatever; there is plenty of ice and mixers.” They walked out back and found the party already in full swing. There was a buzz in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad bodies. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a convenient spot nearby to stand and observe. Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of clothing were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting friendly and frisky with other couples, mixing mates. There were small groups scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two women were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two women grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other’s tongues. Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a couple doors down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad’s age but was all over a guy many years her junior. “Hey, is that Mrs. Fitzsimmons over there?” he said, nodding toward the couple. “Yes, I think it is,” Layla said. “She still looks pretty good for her age, doesn’t she? Looks like she’s got herself a young buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod.” “Yeah right,” he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimsuit and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his hand on her breast and she had her hand inside the front of his swim trunks. An older guy with a drink in his hand stood to her right watching them intently. “Don’t be shy!” Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by. “Feel free to mingle. We’re all here to meet people and enlarge our circle of influence…among other things!” She smiled coyly and kept walking. Rod scanned around looking for his friend and didn’t see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the same time and waved. He was at the far end of the pool with his girlfriend and another couple. “Hey, there’s my friend from work,” Rod said. “Let’s go over, I’ll introduce you.” “I’ll join you all in a minute,” she said. “I need to find a bathroom.” She set her drink down and headed into the house. Rod walked over to his friend. “Hey Rod, how’s it hanging?” his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a black bikini. “This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,” nodding to his right. “And you know my girlfriend Lisa.” Lisa was on the other side of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos. “What happened to your girlfriend?” Lisa asked. “Did she run off?” “That’s my, uh…that’s Layla,” Rob said. “She’ll be right back. She had to find a bathroom.” “She’s hot. Does she do girls?” Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a sideways glance. “I don’t know, maybe. Ask her,” he said. “I know I do!” They all laughed. “Are you having fun yet?” Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made idle chatter for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod’s drink was empty and he left to get a refill. He went to the bar and had to wait a couple minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the weird scene. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the time he’d gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the patio where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests. One couple was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the other couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunette’s head was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man. “Jesus, will you look at that!” a female voice said. Rod looked to his right and an attractive older woman was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was. “If I was going to blow some guy at this party I’d at least try to find someplace a little more private,” she added. Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue denim skirt that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the rigid nipples of her firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could think of something intelligent to say. “Uh, yeah,” he half-stammered. “Sure is bold.” “Look at the shit-eating grin on that old fart’s face! That girl may be young but she must be one hell of a cocksucker.” Rod was surprised to hear the risqué language coming from this attractive, older woman. But it was kind of an instant, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this party so she must be looking for something new and different. And maybe that something could be him. “Do you come to these parties often?” Rod asked lamely. “I’ve been a few times. How about you?” “First time for me.” “I’ve noticed some new faces. You’re kind of young aren’t you?” “Twenty-one,” he said. “Old enough, I guess,” she said. She seemed to look him over for the first time and liked what she saw: Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hair on his head, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and legs. “What’s your name?” “Rod.” “Hmm, Rod, huh? That’s a strong-sounding name. I’m Maud.” “Pleased to meet you, Maud.” “Pleased to meet you as well.” They shook hands and then she batted her eyes and said playfully, “Gee, what does a gal have to do to get a drink around here?” “Oh, I’m sorry. What’ll you have? Your wish is my command,” he said. Her eyes lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said, “Oh, really? Well, I think I might save my wish for later. Right now I’ll settle for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime.” Rod felt a chill and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn’t notice. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, suave older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as much at ease as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud. “To a hot summer night,” she said with a snicker, raising her glass. “To a hot summer night,” he said, and they tapped glasses. They were silent for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animated conversation with another couple a few feet away. “Do you want to try to find someplace where we can sit down? Get away from the noise, relax a bit?” Rod said to Maud. “You’re not going to try to undress me are you?” “No. Not without your permission, anyway. Maybe with my eyes.” Maud laughed. “Oh, you are too cute,” she said. “Sure, let’s go find a seat.” Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud’s perfume for the first time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn’t know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore. “Did you come to the party with anyone?” Maud asked. “Yeah,” Rod said, and took a gulp of his drink. He felt a quick, burning jolt from the rum he’d poured to top off his drink. “And she’s okay with this?” “She’s okay. I checked her out a few minutes ago and she’d already hooked up with somebody. She’s not really my girlfriend. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who’d you come with?” “I came alone. Lita doesn’t mind if some of the women come by themselves…they just don’t want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough women. So I came to check it out and see if I could find anyone interesting.” “Do you think I’m interesting?” Maud turned slightly toward him. “Well, let’s see. There’s a house party going on. You’re young and handsome and I’m sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you think?” “I like. Sorry if I seem a little nervous. I’ve never been to a party like this before.” “Don’t be nervous, relax. I know we have a big age difference but I wouldn’t be sitting here if I didn’t like what I see.” She stirred her drink with her finger and sucked the liquor off of it. “So Rod, tell me. What did you come to this party looking for?” “I don’t think I really knew until now. But I think I found her.” Rod’s eyes were like soft blue rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips. “So young, yet so smooth,” she said with a twinkle. In an instant her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod’s arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud’s vagina wetted and Rod’s cock hardened. “Let’s get out of here,” Maud said when she got her tongue back. “I know a place we can go.” She rose and took his hand. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a blue sedan. “Do you have a car?” she asked. “Right there,” he said, pointing to his Toyota a short distance away. “Okay, follow me. It’s only a ten minute drive, a private place out by the lake.” She paused for a moment and felt a shiver. “Give me your hand,” she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her skirt till it was flush against her crotch. “Feel that?” “Hmmm, no underwear,” he said. “Feel how wet I am?” “Yes…” She took his other hand and put it up under the back of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his fingers against her asshole. “Feel that?” He nodded. “That’s my butt plug, holding your spot. You get to take it out.” She kissed him and her tongue dove deeply into his mouth and then right back out. “I’m going to put my mouth all over you and get you off,” she said hoarsely. “And then you’re going to put your mouth all over me and get me off.” They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the outline of his cock through the fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come closer. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road. “You’re a good kisser,” she said, then whispered: “And I like it in the ass, so get ready. Follow me.” The window rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic older woman. But he couldn’t imagine even for a second the education he was about to receive. ---- Rod’s boner abated as he followed closely behind Maud’s car. ‘Who the hell is this woman?’ he wondered. ‘And how in hell did I end up with her? What am I doing here?’ After several miles Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the large, kidney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in front of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin. Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his hand had just been. “Is this your cabin?” Rod asked as Maud unlocked the deadbolt. “No,” she said. “It belongs to friends. They don’t use it much anymore and they let me come here when it’s not rented.” Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the door behind them. She tossed her keys onto a table by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her tits against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom. The cabin was one large room with a small kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the other. There was also a loft above the living area and a deck outside overlooking the lake. Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his tongue into her mouth and put her hand between his legs. “Are you ready for a great piece of ass?” she asked. “Yes.” “Good,” she said, rubbing his cock. “Because I can’t wait to suck this thing. Be right back.” She went into the bathroom and closed the door. Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room: a bed, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the toilet flush and water running in the sink for a minute or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom. She was completely naked. The only thing on her body was a five o’clock shadow of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and leanness, her perked nipples, slim waist and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes. “Your body is beautiful,” Rod said, as she walked to him. “Thank You. Now let’s get a look at yours.” She knelt before him and unbuttoned his shirt. Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless chest and traced her tongue over his nipples and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her fingers inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation. “Oh, wow,” Maud said. “Now I guess I know why they call you Rod!” She licked her lips and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her tongue along the eight stiff inches of it. “Come in my mouth.” He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it. Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his groin into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her hands were under his butt cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other things too. She had his whole dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sups and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulders and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually impossible. This went on for several minutes: Rod’s moans and Maud’s slurps punctuating their movements, his hands and groin in supple sync with her hands and mouth as she gave head. When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the back of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, sooner than he’d wanted but he could hold it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his cock in a powered stream almost too wide for its outlet, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam. Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of semen were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her mouth. She put her open mouth on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his fresh sperm deep into his mouth. If I’m going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he. She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his feet on the floor and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her naked body upward and over his until her pussy lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her knees and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing. “Lick me,” she said. Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky folds, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her tangy brine. Then he speared his tongue into her. “Oh yes!” she gasped. “Fuck me with your tongue. That’s good.” Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his tongue as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took quick breaths when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper lip. “Suck me while you tongue-fuck me,” she purred. With her clit resting on the back of his tongue, Rod curled his lip around her taut tool. She oohed and aahed as he massaged it and she grounded into him, forcing his tongue into her deeper still. This went on and on, with a chorus of Maud’s moans and Rod’s jaw beginning to cramp. A couple feet south Rod’s dick was again at straight attention and pulsing at the seams, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt plug between his lips. “Take it out,” Maud said, breathing heavily. Rod brought his hand up to her ass but Maud stopped him. “No, no,” she hissed. “With your teeth.” This was all new territory for Rod but he didn’t want to sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the rest of the plug, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her asshole and Rod held it with his teeth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest. “Thank you,” Maud said, and lowered her butthole to his mouth. “Lick my ass,” she rasped. Again, new territory. “What?” he said. “Lick it!” she said. “It’s clean. Don’t worry, it’s the cleanest asshole you’ll ever lick. And tonight it’s yours.” She pressed her asshole to his lips. Rod stuck his tongue out through his lips until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite wide, and it continued to stretch and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud’s sounds of delight. “Ah, yes,” she murmured. “That’s it, that’s good.” After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both hands and pulled her ass flush to his face and plunged his tongue as deep as he could into her asshole. “Oh God, yes!” she groaned, and grinded her ass into his face, wanting all of it. “Oh fuck, you’re a natural.” Rod worked his right hand over from her thigh to her pussy and slipped two fingers into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud’s fingers were stroking her clit in conjunction with his. Their symphony of tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod’s mouth was occupied of course, but Maud’s made enough noise for both of them with her blissful animal whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted good, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready. By now, Rod’s dick was throbbing like a dirt bike. Fat and stretched and achy, it was back in full, well done and ready. Rod decided to force the issue a little bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face square with hers. The butt plug plopped onto her left tit. “Your ass tastes good,” he said. “But it’s all nice and lubed; we shouldn’t let that go to waste. It’s time to put it to good use.” Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the head of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her winking rim. “Give it to me,” Maud said. “The whole enchilada.” She gripped her hands onto his hips. Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a deep breath and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the first couple inches of his dick. “That’s it, that’s good, Big Boy. Give me what you got.” He pushed and felt the tight delight of the pressure of her warm asshole on his cock. Then he pulled back and swung his meat into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep. Rod had his hands flat on Maud’s shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her back door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself harder, then faster, together. “You like that ass, don’t you?” she jeered. “Oh Yeah,” he said breathlessly. He could feel heat like an oven in his groin from the slick friction of his dick scraping the walls of her oily asshole again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted. “You like licking it, you like fucking it.” “Uh huh,” he grunted, pounding away, sweating with a new intensity. “That’s it, keep it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I’m going to come big…I always do when I’m assfucked.” Rod suddenly realized he was having the best fuck of his life. Maud’s ass was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode. Maud’s asshole was also burning with the yearning and she rubbed her swelled tool even harder, vigorously coaxing her own climax. She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their bodies and each drilling of his screw into her anchor. “Yes, Yes! Ugh, fill me up.” She squeezed his cock with her ass muscles and strummed her clit like a harp. Rod’s balls were bubbling but the anal pinch on his penis kept his sperms from swimming downstream. “Oh, God,” she howled, “I’m gonna come.” Rod felt the pressure on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in waves and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect union, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled machine. His semen soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew. As his ejaculate shot into the reaches of her trench, Rod felt Maud’s cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. Little by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurts were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled. “That was incredible,” Rod said. It was all he could think of. “It was. And your cock is wonderful, it fills me up. But you can take it out now.” Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his back next to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his shorts were still wrapped around his ankles. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his shorts on the floor. “That’s it,” Maud said. “Get comfortable.” Rod wasn’t sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the butt plug from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her body onto her side to face him. “Not nearly as big as your cock is it?” she said. He shook his head, laughing. She took the plug from his hand and licked it from end to end and then put the whole thing into her mouth. After several puckered power-sucks she took it out of her mouth and handed it back to him. “Go ahead,” she said. “What?” Rod said nervously. “Go ahead. Suck it,” she said. He hesitated. “Don’t be a prude. You’ve already licked my asshole, for Christ’s sake, so what’s the difference? I want to see you suck it.” Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his. “It’s a turn-on!” she added. After a moment Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one motion the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her hand on his semi-hard. “Have you ever sucked cock?” Maud asked him point-blank. She began caressing him. Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not. “Why not?” she asked. “It’s not something I’ve thought about. It’s not something I want to do.” “You should try it. I bet you’d be good at it.” “What?” he asked, more uncomfortable. “You did a pretty damn good job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a mean dick too.” Maud couldn’t help but notice that Rod’s cock was again fully erected in her hand. “Well, will you look at that,” she said nodding at his swelled member. “You’ve gotten hard again with all this talk about sucking cocks.” “I don’t think that’s it.” He ran his fingers through her shiny black hair. “So I guess you’ve never been fucked up the ass, either?” she said. “No,” he said. “You should try it, you might like it. I know I do.” “I could tell.” “Yeah, it’s like a drug or something. And the bigger the cock the bigger the high,” she said, squeezing his cock between her fingers. “Ah, it must be fun to be a young man. You’ve already come in my mouth and my ass, and now you’re already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy.” Rod turned on his side and with one hand behind her head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet. “That sounds like a great idea,” he said. “Okay, let’s go for it, Romeo. But later I want you to do my ass again, okay?” Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock into her wet, loose cunt. “That’s it, fuck me from behind, like a dog. Fuck me like you’re the Alpha and I’m your bitch.” Rod has his hands on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snug glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing. “Squeeze me,” he said, as he pumped away and lightly bit her neck. He felt her cunt walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy snatch he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in. After a few minutes banging in Maud’s slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out. “I want some more rump roast,” he whispered into her ear. “Yes!” she rasped, as he lowered his head to her butt. He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with glee when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for several minutes, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud’s satisfied sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We’re speaking in tongues, he thought to himself. Maud’s loudest outburst yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as hard and as deep as he could. “Jesus Christ you’re good!” Maud barked. “Hmmm…” In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue deep inside and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His cock was on full alert and still slick with lube and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud’s lush, hot butt. Rod backed off and stretched his facial muscles every which way to fight off the cramp. Maud’s asshole opened wide and closed several times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lube and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole wide and held it. “Bottoms up,” she said. Rod didn’t hesitate this time around. He put the head of his pole inside her stretched hole and rammed it home. “Yeow!” Maud screamed. In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. Bang, bang, bang, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to remember and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, tight friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hand was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm. She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the clog up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a string of wavelets onto the bed, and her asshole tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her muscles, including her spent sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve more times until he had emptied his balls deep into her again. ---- “Roll over on your stomach,” Maud said. “Let me see your ass.” They had been lying in the bed for twenty minutes in recovery mode. It was now after midnight. “What? Why?” Rod said. “I said roll over.” “What are you going to do?” he asked as he did as he was told. Maud traced her finger around his butt cheeks and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his buttocks apart. “You have a nice ass,” she said. He winced again when he felt her tongue on the rim of his ass. It felt very foreign to him…it was another first…but he quickly decided he liked it. He sighed loudly when she inserted her tongue into him. “Oh, God!” he said. For several minutes he felt her smooth, wet tongue slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The same tongue that had been on his cock and in his mouth was now up his ass. Once she removed her tongue Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a bear trap when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass. “Holy fuck!” he yelled, “What the hell?” “It’s my butt plug,” Maud said. “Leave it in for a little while. See if you like it. I’ll be right back.” Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door. ---- When she came out of the bathroom she was dressed. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. “Thanks for a hell of a night, Rod, but I have to be going.” “That’s it?” Rod asked, shocked that it was over so suddenly. “Already?” “Yes, I gotta go.” “Can I see you again? I don’t have to head back to school for a few more days.” “It’s tempting, but I don’t think that’s a good idea. Tonight was great, really it was. But that’s all it was: Tonight.” She leaned down and kissed his lips. “Do you want your butt plug back?” Rod asked, reaching behind his back. “No, I have others. You keep it. As a souvenir.” Maud got up and walked out of the room. Rod followed her, naked with a limp biscuit and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and open the front door. “Turn the lock and pull the door all the way shut when you leave,” she said on her way out. ---- The next day Rod called Layla and they compared notes. Layla had gone home with an older couple and they had spent the night in various three-way combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast. Rod told her about his night and its abrupt ending. They agreed that they had both made out rather fortuitously by not hooking up with a maniac or anything, but neither felt like it would become a lifestyle. Over the next few days Rod drove by the cabin a few times hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she’d picked up a young guy and gotten what she’d wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn’t have to worry about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door. Rod went back to school and became immersed into college life. He reconnected with a casual girlfriend he had seen for a while the year before but that didn’t last too long. She got tired of him trying to fuck her up the ass all the time. Rod began to realize that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at asses all the time. Every attractive girl he’d see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quad, in the library, wherever it was, he’d be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the faculty and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something. He managed to have a sexual relationship with two other girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex; the other let him go there a couple times grudgingly. But it didn’t compare to the memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it. At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmas break. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a small, plump Mexican woman answered. ‘I no know no Maud,’ she said. Christmas was always weird with divorced parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp work to make some extra money, but Rod couldn’t wait to get the hell back to school. So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing booty. He picked back up with the girl he’d been seeing the previous semester so at least he was getting a little tail now and then. She didn’t really get into it though; she just wanted Rod to come so he could pull his damn thing out. Toward the end of the semester his father called him with some news. “Hi, Dad,” Rod said when he took the call. “Hello, son, how are you?” “Oh fine, just studying for finals.” “That’s good. When is your last exam?” “Next Thursday. I’ll probably come home on Saturday.” “That’s good. Look, there’s something I have to tell you.” “Oh yeah, what’s that?” “Well, I’ve been seeing a woman.” “Hey, good for you, Dad. It’s about time you got back in the saddle. How long has this been going on?” “I met her a few months ago at a friend’s house. She’s a principal at an elementary school. And I asked her to move in with me.” “Oh, wow, it must be serious! Am I going to have a stepmother?” “I don’t know, perhaps one of these days. It was just easier this way. I’m still traveling a lot during the week. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn’t want you to come home for the summer and be blindsided.” “Well, I appreciate that.” “Anyway, you’ll meet her next weekend. Her name is Marisa and I’m sure you’ll like her.” “I’m sure I will,” Rod heard himself saying before they ended the call. Rod was now very happy that he already had his summer job lined up. The summer was shaping up to be a little different than summers past. ---- Rod drove home from school and arrived at the house late Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family room watching a ballgame on TV. “Hi, Dad,” he said as he entered the room. “Hey, welcome home! How was your trip?” “Oh, fine, smooth sailing.” “That’s good. And good to have you home.” Rod plopped onto the sofa and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few minutes about sports, exams, his summer job, among other things. “So how’s married life treating you?” Rod asked, touching on the subject he was most curious about. “Oh, we’re not going there yet,” his father said with a laugh. “Marisa’s upstairs. We spent some time today at the club and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to shower and get herself ready to meet my son for the first time, I guess.” “How’s cohabitation going so far?” “Good. It just seemed to make sense for both of us. I’m usually on the road during the week, and she’s off much of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an easy decision. And she’s pretty cool, I think you’ll like her. She won’t cramp your style.” “I’ll be working a lot so I’m not too concerned…” “Well, speak of the devil,” his father interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up. Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired woman in a flowery sundress with thin straps over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and legs. “Come in, Marisa, meet my son.” She strode into the room with a confident smile on her face. But when she approached and was a few feet away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the look of a frightened deer in her eyes, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud. “Nice to meet you,” Marisa said nervously, and raised her arm to shake hands. “Nice to meet you too,” Rod said. They shook and then stood there, frozen. Marisa was scared shitless; Rod wanted to get the hell out. Dad didn’t seem to notice. He tried to engage them and ran on about how great it was that they were all together and what a great summer it would be. Then he said he was going to take the three of them out to dinner. “Uh, Dad, I can’t go out to dinner. I’ve already made plans,” he lied. “No…” “Yes, I’m meeting some buddies. Sorry, I wish you had told me beforehand.” “You’re right,” his dad said. “Sorry, we will do it tomorrow.” He turned to Marisa. “Hon, we’re on our own tonight.” Rod noticed an ever-so-slight exhale and a look of relief on Marisa’s face. “It’s my pleasure to meet you,” Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a subtle smile and nod. “I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has great choice in women. But I need to unload my car and get ready to meet my friends.” He had no plans other than to get the fuck out of that house. ---- After he moved his stuff into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a couple of his old hangouts but didn’t find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and drove out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their tryst. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck for a couple hours staring at the lake and drinking beer. It was late when he drove home. The next day Rod kept himself busy part of the day getting situated in his room while his father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He’d sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn’t help visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it. They went out for an early dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo platters and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made idle chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a couple times. He told her how nice she looked in her red dress, and he wasn’t lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked like two strands of red dental floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a hint of cleavage and two braless nipples etched into the thin fabric. Rod tried not to get caught looking but didn’t think he was too successful. The next day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing plant and take care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day shift from 7 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could talk for a minute. “Thank you for keeping our secret,” she said. “It makes things a lot easier that way.” “Of course. I wouldn’t want to burst Dad’s bubble.” “Well, I appreciate it.” “So your name isn’t really Maud?” “No, it’s Marisa. Sometimes I go by Maud.” “When you don’t want somebody to find you. Or bother you.” “Yes, sort of. But your father told me your name was Rich, not Rod.” “Rod is a nickname. R-O-D are my initials: Richard Orwell Davis.” “Oh, I see. Look Rod, I’m sorry. But I have a prominent job in the school system. It would not be very good if a rumor got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex.” There was an awkward silence as they stood there looking at each other for a long moment. “I thought about you a lot after that,” he said. “I went to the cabin looking for you even though I knew you wouldn’t be there. I wanted to relive that night. Do it all again. And you know what else? You turned me into a backdoor man.” “I knew you were a natural,” she said softly, with a touch of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her hands in his. “But since I can’t be your backdoor man, I guess I’m just going to have to settle for having the hottest stepmom around.” He squeezed her hands and kissed her on the cheek. “I gotta go,” he said, and headed out the door. ---- Rod started his job the next morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the pool for a quick swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she’d be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the pool when he got home. He’d say hi, dive in and swim a few laps, then go into the house and up to his room. He’d often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed. Over the first couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he’d go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the same roof. They shared meals and jokes and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other. Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a couple hours early so the maintenance crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to change into his swim trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like most days, lying in the lounge, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean body basking in the bright sun, her black hair wet and plastered to her head. But this time she was topless. Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a sexy bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several minutes and found it was hard to pull his eyes away. He took some zoomed photos of her with his smart phone for future reference. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area. He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn’t seen him, her eyes must have been closed. She hadn’t heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few feet away he made a loud coughing noise. Marisa’s body started and she scrambled to find her bra on the table next to her. “Oh my God, do you always lounge around here topless? What’s this world coming to?” Rod said with faux annoyance, then laughed. Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eyes wide with shocked embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chair next to her and sat facing her. “You’re home early,” Marisa said. “Well?” “Well what?” she asked, her hands clutched on the bikini top covering her tits. “Do you always lay around here topless?” “Well, not always,” she said, relaxing. Her face broke into a smile. “Sometimes I go bottomless too!” “Hmmm,” Rod said. “I’d like to check that out sometime.” “I don’t think it’s anything you haven’t already seen before, is it?” Rod reached over and grabbed onto her bikini top. He tried to pull it away but Marisa held it tight. “Come on, Marisa, let go. Make my day.” They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the twinkle in her eyes behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her grip on the flimsy garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the seat cushion beside her. “There,” he said. “That’s better.” “How long did you stare at me before you came outside and said something?” “Long enough. I stare at you all the time. You look good, Marisa.” “Thank you.” “You wearing your butt plug right now? “Don’t be naughty, now.” “I still have the one you gave me. I stick it up there sometimes, whenever I think of you.” Marisa looked down and pretended to move something imaginary from her sweaty stomach. “Do you need help with anything?” he asked. “Spreading suntan lotion on any hard-to-reach spots? Like your erogenous zones, or your private parts?” She stared at him a moment, her eyes a mystery behind her dark shades. Then she collected her towel and bikini top and stood up. “It’s getting kind of hot out here,” she said. “I think I’ll go inside.” She started walking to the house. “If you’re hot, why not go for a swim?” he called after her. He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French doors to the master bedroom and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway open behind her. Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the cushion. There was a paperback book and a tall glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his father’s—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn’t. His tickled cock told him he should. He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark inside the bedroom after the bright sunlight outside. His eyes were adjusting when she spoke. “What took you so long?” she said. She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, damp bikini bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she’s hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her hands immediately delved inside the back of his trunks to fondle his firm ass. Their open lips met and their tongues collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward. “I knew this would happen,” Marisa said, in between tongue sucks. “I didn’t know how or when, but I knew…” “Me too,” he said. With a quick rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected dick was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in front of her, his nose an inch from Marisa’s clammy crotch. He yanked the thin fabric of her bikini bottom aside, spread her lush lips and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face. Rod’s hands snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her cheeks apart, his fingers searching for her tunnel of love. Her asshole instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her. “Oh, Jesus Christ,” she belted out, digging the digging. Rod kept mashing his face into her pussy, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her turgid clit and continued to grind his fingers into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her crotch compressed against his face. “Oh, God,” she squealed. He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his face. Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his dick was hard and cocked and ready to take aim on her wet, open twat. “God, I’ve waited for this. I’ve got to fuck you,” he said as he mounted her. “Then your ass is mine.” She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every cunt muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended dick felt the encouragement from her collapsing walls. Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony burden and unload his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And take his time. Marisa understood. They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, cock in cunt, fingers in ass and tongue in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the center of the bed. “Wait!” Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow drawer. She took out a small rubbery tube and handed it to him. “Here,” she said. “Thanks, we’ll get to that,” Rod said. Then he pulled aside the narrow strip of her bikini bottom and buried his tongue into her ass. She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he’d fuck her ass. It took about fifteen minutes of his licking and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached watershed. “Fucking Christ!” she bellowed. Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would have to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her legs, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa’s asshole. Then he pointed his pole at her hole. Marisa felt the tip of his cock kissing her ass and opened it wide for him. Rod didn’t hesitate and pushed his reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him further, and he found his rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath. He pounded her for several minutes and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a leaky baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was. “Keep it up!” she blurted. “Keep going.” Rod ejaculated deep into her and his semen tickled the head of his dick, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more minutes his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to reach pay dirt. He finally did. Her body trembled and her asshole loosened around his drained member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his mouth. “God, we can fuck,” Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles. Rod dragged his depleted body up and off of her and stood. “God, what a fuck!” he said, and walked naked out of the room, his drippy cock swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to take a shower. Marisa stared at his ass until he was out of sight. ---- That’s how their summer affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or sexy innuendo. It was now understood. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brazen they became. Three or four times a week they would find themselves naked together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the point where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he’d walk out there naked, take a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod’s dick would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few times when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the lounge chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they’d jump into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just lead to more shenanigans. They started sleeping together many nights, sometimes in her bed, sometimes in his. One night in her bed, Marisa was sucking his cock with her index finger lodged in his ass when her cell phone rang. She unlatched her lips and detached her finger and said, “It’s your father, I better get this.” She talked on the phone to his father for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight phone call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them. “Do you feel guilty?” Rod asked, after she ended the call. “About what we do?” “Yes and no,” she said. “Yes, when I’m alone and I think about him. No, when I think about you. Does that make sense?” “Yep,” he said. “That’s kind of how I feel.” “Can I tell you a secret?” Marisa said. “Of course,” Rod said. “You give me something I can’t get from your father.” “What do you mean?” “Uh, what I mean is, your father is kind of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won’t…can’t…give me what I need. But you do.” She leaned close and said, “Emphasis on the ‘butt’.” “Oh, you mean he doesn’t like anal?” “Let’s just say he’s not as enthusiastic about it as you are.” Marisa pulled the lubricant out of the drawer and handed it to him. Rod smiled and kissed her lips. He rolled her over on her belly. He licked her crack, rimmed her, lubed her and then fucked her up the ass. ---- It was late in the summer when things changed in a big way. It was one of the last days before Marisa had to start back to work full time and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school. It was a partly-cloudy, late Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her father’s house to get some of her things that were stored in the basement. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their cars were parked outside, but she wasn’t quite ready for what she saw when she looked out