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juhi chawla birth date, For some who are not into certain “scenes”, I’ve re-written the story a bit and ask your indulgence–I’ve received a… “Harder… Harder,” Mary whispered in my ear. I responded by driving my steel hard cock deeper into her soaking wet cunt. Mary was straddling my hips, her short red skirt pulled up over her firm ass cheeks. A pair of silk panties laid on the floor next to the couch where we were hurriedly making love. She was whispering so she would not alert her two daughters, who were supposed to be taking a bath. The only sound was our hard breathing and an occasional slap of flesh as I buried my self deep into her. I could feel the cum begin to rise up from my balls, and propel itself deep into her golden-haired vagina. She buried her face into my shoulder as an orgasm swept through her body, her pubic muscles milking the jism from my cock. As her spasms subsided, we kissed passionately, our tongues fighting with each other. Mary slowly raised herself off of my now limp cock. Her small, firm breasts, the quarter sized nipples still hard and covered with my saliva, stuck through her unbuttoned blouse. Although she will turn forty later this year, her body was still as firm as any eighteen year old. “Thanks,” she said, “I really did need that.” “Now hurry and get cleaned up so we can get back over to Mom and Dad’s house.” I stood up and slipped off to the bathroom, holding my pants up with my hand so I wouldn’t get any of our juices on them. Jill and Jeri, Mary’s seven year old twins had gotten into Dad’s garden at our parent’s house and gotten filthy. We were in the middle of a family reunion and Mary had asked if I wanted to come along while she ran them home to get a quick bath and change clothes. As soon as the two girls were safely in the tub, we had jumped each other, not even bothering to take off our clothes as we passionately made love. Our love affair has been going on for almost thirty years now. Even though I live up north and only make it home about once a year, we always find a chance to renew the passion we have known since we were xxx. We both are married and have our own families, but our spouse’s will never have the special bond and passion that flows between my sister and I. ******* ******* ******* Chapter One Our story began twenty nine years ago in the summer of 1967. I was twelve years old and Mary had just turned eleven. We were born only months apart and had always been good friends and playmates. We lived in a mid-sized industrial city in the upper south. Although we lived in a suburban area, none of the xxx who lived real close to us were our age. We had been born at the end of the baby boom, and most of the neighbor’s xxx were in high school and starting college. Our father was an engineer at the big industrial plant in town, and our mother stayed at home with us. We lived in a modest split level house. Our bedrooms shared a common bath at the end of the hall.. Our little brother David was born in the spring of 1967. Our parents had sat us down and explained where babies come from soon after Mom found out she was pregnant. One day soon after school was out for the summer, Mary and I were playing in the tree house that Dad had built for us. It was built in a large oak tree near the back corner of our property. The tree house was about six feet square with a roof and windows on each side. We had taken old blankets and pillows we had found in the basement up to it so it was very comfortable. Mary had to go inside to use the bathroom, but quickly came running back to the tree house. “Come on,” she said, “You have to see this.” I followed her to the back door of the house. She put her finger to her lips and motioned me to be quiet. We eased open the back door and slid into the house. Mary and I tip-toed across the kitchen floor to the top of the stairs. We could see down into the den through the railing. Our house did not have air conditioning, so it was very warm inside. I guess it was because of the heat and the fact that we had been playing outside that Mom had taken off her blouse and bra, and was nursing David topless. Before this, she had always been very careful to go into the nursery and close the door before nursing him. Although I had seen plenty of pictures, I had never seen a grown woman’s breasts in real life. My mother was a very petite woman, but her breasts seemed huge. They were capped by nipples that must have been two inches across. As we watched, Mom shifted the baby from one breast to the other. The nipple that he had been sucking at was hard and stuck out about a half inch. I could feel my dick rising in my shorts as we watched. After watching this for a couple of minutes, Mary touched me on the shoulder and motioned for us to leave. We slipped back out the door and ran across the backyard toward the tree house. As we climbed the ladder, I looked up and caught a glimpse of Mary’s white panties up the leg of her shorts. Mary sat down on one of the pillows, and I laid face down next to her on a blanket, trying to hide the bulge in my shorts. “Did you see her boobies?” Mary said. “I hope mine get that big someday.” This surprised me because Mary had never said anything of a sexual nature to me before. Even though we shared a bathroom, I had not seen Mary naked since we were 3 or 4 years old and still took baths together. She always locked the door on my side of the bathroom whenever she was in it. We had never played “doctor” or anything else. Over the last year I had tried to get a peek at her as she dressed, but had not had any luck. As we talked about what we had seen, my hard-on continued to throb. I desperately needed to jack off. I was hoping that Mary would go the house to pee as she was originally going to, but she continued to talk about seeing Mom nurse the baby. Mary moved down and laid down on the blanket next to me. “I wonder what it feels like?” Mary asked. “She looked like she was enjoying it,” I replied, “It almost looked like she was asleep.” Mary closed her eyes and reached up and rubbed her hand over the small bump in her T-shirt where her breasts had just began to swell. My cock was rock hard, and straining to get out of my underwear. I reached down and rubbed it, the sensations jolting through my body. I reached up the leg of my shorts and pulled it out of the restraints of my underwear, hoping to ease some of the pressure. As I pulled it free of my briefs, I could hold back no more as thin streams of almost clear cum began to erupt from the head, spattering on Mary’s legs. Mary quickly sat up and looked down at her legs. My hard cock was still in my hand, and a thin stream of cum spit out of the head and landed on her leg. She pushed me back and scrambled out of the way. “You peed on me!” she yelped, ” I’m telling Mom!” I grabbed her and pulled her back down on the pillow. “I didn’t pee on you,” I said. “That’s what happens when a boy gets excited.”sex fantasy taboo storiesMy hard-on was still hanging out of the leg of my shorts, and a drop of cum still hung on the bright red head. “I couldn’t help it,” I continued, “It just happened.” Mary was staring in fascination at my hard cock. “Your thing is all big and red,” she said after a few moments. “That’s what happens when I get excited,” I repeated. “What made you excited?” she asked. “Seeing Mom’s titties,” I replied, “I’ve never seen real ones before.” Mary looked at me questionably so I went on. “Remember when Mom and Dad told us about where babies come from.” Mary nodded. “Well when a boy sees a girl’s titties, his dick gets all hard and excited.” “His dick?” she asked. “That’s what you call a boy’s thing,” I answered. By this time mine had wilted and disappeared back up the leg of my shorts. “Then the boy puts his dick in the girl’s pussy..” “Pussy?” she asked. “Your pee hole…” and then he shoots his stuff in her to make her have a baby.” “I don’t believe you,” Mary said, “That thing wouldn’t go into my pee hole, it’s too big.” “Yes it will,” I replied, “I’ve got pictures to prove it.” “Where?” Our conversation was suddenly broken up by Mom calling us in for lunch. We left the topic hanging as we ran inside. Mom had put her blouse and bra back on, but I could see a small wet spot where one of her breasts was leaking. Mom announced that we were going to the community pool that afternoon, so I didn’t have a chance to prove anything to Mary. Chapter Two The next afternoon, Mary and I were back in the tree house. I had brought with me my favorite jack off pictures. They consisted of three old black and white pages from a porno magazine that one of my friends had swiped from his brother. They showed various pictures of a big titted blond woman fucking and sucking a guy. One picture even showed him stuffing his cock up her ass. I kept these pictures hidden in the cutout pages of an old book in my bedroom. “See…I told you that’s what happens,” I said proudly. I pulled the pictures from my pocket and carefully spread them out on the floor of the tree house. Mary looked at them with amazement in her eyes, slowly turning them over and looking at all of them. “I still don’t see how you can get your thing inside a girl’s pee hole,” she said. As we looked at the pictures, I could feel my dick start to harden inside my shorts. As I reached down to adjust it, Mary noticed and asked, “is your thing getting all big again?” I nodded yes and quickly pulled my hand out of my shorts in embarrassment. “Can I see it?” she asked. I was shocked to hear that, but I slowly pulled my shorts and underwear down over my hips. My hard-on sprung back up against my belly. Mary gasped but could not take her eyes off of it. She slowly reached out her hand and touched it with a finger. A drop of pre-cum appeared on the blood engorged head. “Use your whole hand,” I said, and reached down and wrapped her fingers around my five inch erection. “Not too tight,” I said as she squeezed a little too hard. I showed her how to move her hand up and down. “This is how you make a guy cum,” I said. “Cum?” she asked quizedly. “Like yesterday when you thought I was peeing.” “Oh, you mean when that stuff comes out of your…..dick?” she asked haltingly. “Yeah, that’s what Mom and Dad were talking about when they told us about the sperm and egg stuff,” I replied. Mary continued to stroke up and down on my rock hard cock. “Don’t stop, I’m going to cum!” I moaned as the sperm rose up from my balls and began to erupt from the slit in my cockhead. Mary just stared as spurt after spurt of the clearish liquid spewed from my cock and dribbled down her hand. Her hand never stopped moving up and down, milking the cum from my dick. It was the first orgasm I had ever had that had not been courtesy of my own right hand, and it had been very intense. Mary finally let go of my shrinking cock and wiped her hand on one of the blankets that lay on the floor of the tree house. I was sitting on one of the pillows with my shorts and underwear around my ankles. “Now you have to show me your pee hole,” I said. “Mom said I shouldn’t ever show it to anybody,” Mary complained. “Well she said I shouldn’t ever show anybody my thing,” I replied, “but I showed it to you.” Mary thought about this a second, then reluctantly got to her knees. She unsnapped and unzipped her pink shorts and slid them down her legs. I can still remember the white cotton panties she wore underneath. A small spot of moisture had soaked through at the junction of her slim thighs. “The panties too,” I demanded. She hooked her thumbs into the sides of the white cotton and pushed them down to her knees. By this time I had shaken my shorts off my legs and was sitting in just a T-shirt. Mary sat back down, and I reached over and pulled her shorts and panties off. She was shyly keeping her legs together, but I put my hands between her knees and spread her legs apart. Her hairless slit was puffy and pink. I scooted up closer to her and ran my hand up her thigh. I was finally going to get to touch a real live girl’s vagina. Mary recoiled a little but let me have my way. I ran a finger up the length of the small slit, feeling the heat and a slight wetness. Mary’s thighs seemed to part a little more. I put some pressure on my finger and the pink lips of her pussy opened up. My finger slid to the bottom of the slit, and barely entered the small opening. I did not even get up to the first knuckle before I met resistance. Mary let out a little moan, and my finger seemed to get a little wetter. Using my other hand, I spread the lips of her cunny more so I could get a better look. I noticed for the first time the small pink bump at the top of her slit. I also notice a few blond hairs that had sprouted just above the slit. I moved my thumb up and nudged the pink bump, causing Mary to flinch and moan audibly. “Do that again,” she said through clenched teeth. I dipped my finger into the moist hole to lubricate it, then began to slowly massage the flesh around the bump. Mary began to shiver and twist as I massaged her tiny clit. I continued to rub the bump, occasionally dipping my finger down to her vaginal opening to gather more moisture. Her juices were now running down the crack of her ass and making a spot on the blanket under her. After about two minutes of this , Mary arched her back and moaned loudly. “Ohhh…Ohhh….OHHHHHHHH!” she gasped and pushed my hand away from her. I sat back and watched as she squirmed on the blanket for a moment, her thighs tightly clenched together. Mary laid there for at least five minutes, her thighs slowly parting and her legs relaxing as she recovered from her first orgasm. Her hands had moved up and she was rubbing her small breasts, or at least the nipples, which were standing out hard against her T-shirt. As I laid down next to her, she rolled over and put her arms around me and hugged me close. My hard again pecker slid right between her thighs, and I could feel the wetness and heat as it settled in her slit. We ground out hips together, and I could feel my head of my cock slip into the tiny opening of her pussy. We laid there for a minute as I gently tried to push my cock just a little deeper into her opening. “MARY,” my mother yelled from the back door, “TIME FOR YOUR PIANO LESSON!” We quickly rolled apart and grabbed at our pants and underwear. I think Mary set a record for getting dressed. Luckily, we had never taken off our shoes and socks. Mary quickly climbed down from the tree house and headed for the house. I reached down and picked up the pictures that were still laying on the floor. I pushed my shorts back down off my hips and grabbed my hard cock in my right hand and stroked it until I came again. For the first time in my life, I was thinking of something other than those pictures as the sperm erupted from the slit in my cockhead. After wiping myself off on one of the blankets, I pulled my shorts back up and headed for the house. Chapter Three Two weeks passed until we had a chance to meet again in the tree house. Mary had spent a week at church camp, and the following week I had taken my turn at the camp. Since I was the only one at the camp from my area, I was able to brag that I had touched a girl’s pussy. I just didn’t tell anyone that it was my little sister’s. I was the stud of the camp, and had even gotten one of the girls to go the lake with me for some making out. Daphne had let me tongue kiss her and even let me feel her small breasts through her blouse and bra. But when I had tried to unbutton her blouse to get inside she stopped me and told me she wasn’t that kind of girl. On the night I got home, I was taking a shower in our shared bathroom when the door quietly opened and Mary peeked in. “I’ve got something to show you,” she said, “but it will have to wait until tomorrow.” I was standing in the shower after cutting off the water, and Mary was looking at my shriveled cock. The memories of our last encounter in the tree house flooded back into my mind and my dick began to grow. We heard a knock on my door, so Mary quickly jumped back into her room and closed the door. Mom walked in bringing some clean clothes. I quickly shut the door to the bathroom so she wouldn’t see my hard-on. Just after lunch the next afternoon, Mary and I headed for the tree house. Mom was putting David down for a nap, and told us to play quietly so we wouldn’t wake him. As Mary climbed the ladder above me, I looked as usual to see if I could see her panties up the leg of her shorts. I saw a quick flash of pink cotton just before she scurried into the door of the tree house. As I climbed in the door, Mary was pulling the blankets and pillows out of their box and spreading them on the floor. As I sat down on a blanket, Mary unzipped one of the pillow covers and pulled out two thin paperback books that she had hidden inside. “Kimmy found these in a trash can at camp,” she said excitedly as she handed them to me. The Wedding Night was the title of the first one. It was a slim book with a white cover. I opened it and looked at a picture of a woman in a long white gown. “It’s all about sex and stuff,” Mary said. As I flipped through the pages, I paused to read occasionally. The book described how a “modern woman” should react on her wedding night. “Your first session of intercourse may be painful, as the hymen must be torn before your husband’s penis can be fully inserted into your vagina,” read one passage. “A small amount of blood may appear as the hymen is broken.” It went on to describe the entire sexual act. “Did you read this?’ I asked as I flipped through the pages. ‘Yeah, Kimmy and I read it at camp and she let me keep it.” Kimmy was our cousin who lived across town. She was the same age as Mary. “It sounds kinda scary,” she said, “but it says it’s all natural and you should learn to enjoy it.” I set that book down and picked up the other one. There was a picture of a girl in a nurse’s uniform on the front. Her top was unbuttoned and her large breasts were spilling out of her bra. Night Nurses was the title. I recognized this as a “fuck” book. I opened it up and began to read. “Gwen tensed as Doctor Bob ran his hand under her skirt and up to her soft ass cheeks,” I read aloud, “His finger slipped under her panties and found the wet furrow of her soaking pussy.”amateur porn real sex storiesI could feel my dick harden as I read a few more lines. “Gwen dropped to her knees and began to loosen the drawstring of Doctor Bob’s surgical pants,” I continued, ” She pulled his scrubs over his hips, revealing his massive nine inch hard cock. She began to kiss and lick the purple head, pausing occasionally to take the length of it into her mouth and down her throat.” By this time, my own swollen cock had formed a tent pole in my shorts. “You’re all hard again,” she said as she stared at my crotch. She leaned over and put her hand on my hard pole. She looked at me and asked, “Can I make you spit again?” “The word is cum,” I said. I quickly pushed down my shorts and underwear as Mary grabbed on to my five inch hard-on. I laid back on the blanket as Mary stroked up and down, using some of the pre-cum that appeared on my cockhead as lubricant. I could feel the sperm start to boil in my balls as she jacked me off. “Hold on a second,” I said, putting my hand out to stop her. I slid my hand up the leg of her shorts to her panties. “You’re all wet too,” I said. “It feels all tingly down there,” she said. I reached over and pulled her shorts down off her hips. Mary sat down and pulled her shorts and panties off. I also started pulling her T-shirt over her blond head. “I want to see what your titties look like,” I explained. Her pink nipples were the size of quarters, topping mounds that had begun to swell just a little. The middle of her nipples were the size of a pencil and were sticking out. I reached up and touched one of them, and it swelled and hardened under my touch. “Take your shirt off too,” Mary said. I complied, pulling my tank top over my head. We were now both naked except for our sneakers and socks. (Several years later we talked about how we always left our shoes and socks on in case Mom called.) Mary laid down beside me, and we began to explore each other’s body. I was fascinated by her nipples, which had hardened into pencil size nubs about a quarter-inch long. I bent down and tentatively stuck out my tongue and began to lick at one, as I had seen in my porno pictures. I gently took it into my mouth and began to suck on it, much like I had seen my little brother nursing at my mother’s breast. The tiny pink bud seemed to stretch another quarter-inch before I switched to the other nipple. Mary’s hand pulled me against her chest as I licked and sucked at her nipples until they had turned a dark red color. My free hand was moving up and down Mary’s back until I finally settled it on her firm rear end. My hand slid down the crack of her ass until I found her wet pussy slit. Having no real idea about female anatomy, I began to rub the area around this wetness. I didn’t realize that what I was actually rubbing was the tight opening to her ass where her juices had run down. She was squirming and letting out small moans as I tried to force my finger into what I thought was her pussy. I was beginning to wonder how a man could get his dick into such a tight opening when her sphincter eased up and my finger slid into the tight rosebud. Mary gasped, “That’s my pooh hole,” as my finger slid all the way in. I quickly pulled my finger out in horror and began to wipe it on one of the blankets. “It’s OK,” she said, “It really felt strange, but good.” “Will you do it again?” I moved my hand back down to her ass and began to probe at the tight hole again with my finger. The muscle eased and my finger slid back into her ass, which was slick with her pussy juices. Mary squirmed and bucked up against me as my finger probed deeper into tight rosebud. As she pushed against me, I felt my steel hard cock begin to slide between her lips of her hairless cunny. Just as I thought I might slip into her tight, wet pussy, Mary reached down and began to pull on my cock. It only took a few seconds, and I was spurting my cum all over her belly and cunt. I sucked hard at one of Mary’s nipples and pushed my finger as deep as it would go into her ass, squirming it around as I pushed. Mary kind of collapsed against me as I rolled onto my back. We laid there for a minute, my finger still buried in her tight butthole. I slowly started to ease it out, and Mary gave a small gasp as it finally popped out. “That felt really good,” Mary said. We rolled apart, and both looked down at our laps. Streaks of cum covered our bellies. My dick had softened and shrunk, but Mary’s pubic mound was still red and wet. I slid my hand down and began to rub her bump, which was still moist with her juices. In about a minute, she began to squirm, and soon she arched her back and moaned as an orgasm swept through her tiny body. We laid on the blankets for several minutes, my arm around her shoulders and her head laying on my chest. I was softly stoking her still hard nipples with my fingers. After a few minutes, Mary asked what time it was. I looked at my watch and realized that David would soon be up from his nap and Mom would be looking for us. Mary wiped her belly off as best she could with one of the blankets, and we hurriedly got dressed. Chapter Four That night, after dinner, I helped Dad mow the yard, while Mary was busy with Mom in the kitchen. After we had finished our chores, we all settled down in the den to watch TV. Since it was summer, our parents let us stay up until 10:00. After watching a couple of sitcoms, a movie came on that Mom & Dad wanted to watch. It turned out to be a love story, so Mary and I were pretty bored. I was laying on the floor reading a book, and Mary was sitting in the recliner reading one of her “teen” magazines. Mom and Dad were sitting together on the couch. Occasionally when I would look over at Mary, I would notice that her hand seemed to be rubbing at the crotch of her shorts. At 10:00, Mom sent us off the bed. I continued to read my book until I saw the light in the bathroom go off. After a few minutes, I got up and put on my pajamas and went into the bathroom to pee. I thought I heard a faint moaning from Mary’s room, so I switched off the light and cracked open the door to her room. I could see in the light from a streetlight outside that Mary was rubbing her cunny. I watched for a couple of minutes, then she began to rub real fast. She arched her back and let out a low moan as she came. My own dick was rock hard by this time. I gently closed the door and eased back into my own room. Pushing my pajamas down, I started to jack off, thinking about Mary and her bald pussy. I knew that one day soon I would be able to get inside her and fuck a girl for real. As the jism began to spurt from my cock, I thought I noticed the door to the bathroom close. Mary had been peeking just like I had been! I got some tissues and wiped the cum from my chest and stomach. I continued to lay there, thinking about Mary. After a little while I heard Mom and Dad come up the stairs to get ready for bed. The door to my room opened and Mom looked in. I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. The door closed and I heard her look into Mary’s room also. I laid there for another fifteen or twenty minutes when I heard my Dad moan. Since the baby had been born, they were leaving their bedroom door open so they could hear when he woke up. I got up and went to my door, quietly opening it an inch or two. I heard another low moan. Very quietly, I opened the door and slid out into the hallway. A dim light from the nightlight in David’s room illuminated the hall. The door to my parent’s room was open about a foot. I crawled down the hall until I could see into the room. I almost gasped in shock when I looked in. The light from their bathroom partially lit the room. I could see Mom laying naked on the bed. Dad was laying between her open legs licking at her pussy! As he lifted his head from her crotch, I could see that Mom’s pussy was covered with a thick mat of dark hair. Dad wrapped one arm around her leg, and using his hand opened up her pussy lips. His head dipped back down and he began to flick at her with his tongue. Mom was squirming around on the bed and trying to be quiet. Dad’s other hand moved up her body and he began to massage her milk-swollen tits. “Careful,” I heard mom say, “They’re kinda sore from nursing.” Dad rolled her tit around with the palm of his hand. Her nipples were hard and stuck out about and inch. He slowly began to kiss his way up her body until he reached her swollen globes. He took her right nipple into his mouth and began to suck! I could see that his hand was now in Mom’s lap. He slowly inserted a finger into her pussy and began to pump it in and out. This continued for a minute as Dad nursed at her breasts, first the right, then the left. Soon, Mom pushed Dad off of her and onto his back. His hard-on was sticking straight up in the air. Her hand went down and wrapped around it and she began to slowly stroke up and down the way Mary had done to me that afternoon. She then bent her head down and took the end of his hard cock into her mouth! My hand was stroking my own hard cock as she began to slowly bob her head up and down on his hard rod. Her hand was still stroking the part of his enormous erection that she could not get into her mouth. I could hear soft slurping sounds as she sucked on him. Occasionally, she would take it out of her mouth and lick around the head like a lollipop. Dad had one hand on the back of her head, and the other was twisting in the sheets, trying to be quiet. After a couple more minutes of sucking, Dad lifted her head up. Mom let his cock pop out of her mouth and it slapped back against his stomach. She raised up and straddled him. Reaching between her legs, she pried back his cock and positioned it at the entrance to her hairy pussy. As she slowly lowered herself onto him, my own cock began to spurt it’s seed. I quickly flipped it back into my pj’s, hoping that none of it got onto the carpet. As I looked back into their room, Mom began to move up and down on Dad’s huge cock. It must have been eight or nine inches long, much longer than my measly five inches. Dad was thrusting up into her. At the same time he was massaging her huge breasts! I thought I saw something squirt out of her tits into Dad’s face. His tongue was licking at his lips and cheeks. After a couple of minutes, he pulled her down to him. He then rolled over until she was underneath him. He began to thrust himself deep into her wet pussy! I couldn’t believe I was seeing my own parents fucking. Mom began to moan a little louder and Dad’s thrusting became quicker. “I’m going to come!” Dad whispered loudly as he slammed into her harder. Mom raised up to meet his thrusts, and pulled his head down to kiss him. Even though they were trying to be quiet, moans escaped from them both as they reached their orgasm together. Dad collapsed on top of Mom, and they lay there kissing one another. As I started to slip back to my room, I heard a squeal from David’s room. He was awake! I turned and quickly crawled back to my room and closed the door. I held the doorknob until I heard Mom go into his room to pick him up. I gently eased the knob closed and quickly crawled back into bed. My pajamas were wet and sticky from the cum I had exploded into them. I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up myself as best I could. However, I knew that mom would be able to see the cum stains on my shorts if she looked close enough. I just prayed that she would be in a hurry and not notice them. I could hardly wait to tell Mary what I had seen! Chapter Five It was five days before Mary and I could meet in the tree house again. Three straight days of rain had kept us inside and under Mom’s watchful eye. Then the weekend had come and we had all our weekend chores to do while Dad was off. Just after lunch on Monday, Mom told us to go outside and play so the baby could take a nap. I told Mary to meet me in the tree house; I had something to tell her. I went out to the tree house and spread out the blankets and pillows on the floor. I then pulled the “fuck book” that Mary had found in a trash can at camp out and started to read it. The part of the book I was reading was about a young nursing student who was losing her virginity to two interns. My dick was straining against my underwear when I heard Mary coming up the ladder into the tree house. She looked at the book that I was reading and a smile crossed her face. “What is it you wanted to tell me?” she asked. I started telling her about the other night when I had seen Mom and Dad fucking. Her eyes grew wide as I told her about Dad laying between Mom’s legs licking her pussy. “He licked her pee hole?” she asked in amazement. “Yeah,” I replied, “just like they talk about in this book.” “Listen to this,” I said, and began to read from the book. “Steve ran his tongue up the young nursing student’s thigh until he reached her wet slit. He pried open the pink lips and began to slowly slide his tongue into her moist hole, tasting her sweet juices.” “Gosh,” Mary said, “that sounds kinda gross.” “Mom sure seemed to like it,” I replied, and told her about the way she was moaning and squirming on the bed.”porn incest storyNow came my big chance. “Would you like to try it?” I asked. Mary seemed to hesitate for just a second, but then a smile seemed to break across her face. “Sure…I guess so,” she replied. We looked at each other a little awkwardly. “Come here and lay down against this pillow,” I directed. As she walked up to me, I reached up and pulled down her pink shorts. Underneath them was a pair of pink bikini panties with little bears on them. “Do you like my new panties?” she asked. “Mom got them for me at the store last week.” The main thing that I noticed was that they were pulled up into her cunny, and a small moist spot was starting to appear. “Yeah, they’re cute,” I replied as I hooked my fingers into the waistband and pulled them down over her hips. Her bare cunny, with just a few thin blond hairs above the slit was already puffy. I helped her lay down on one of the blankets with her back propped up against a pillow. I maneuvered

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This story is about grave sexual misconduct, strange behavior, adult reading, watersports, scat, bondage, amputation, doctors’ sex, church sex blah blah blah … This is my first attempt at erotic fiction. I am a male postgraduate engineer with interests in sexual fantasy that range from the normal to the bizarre….Feedback from young/old girls welcome at comment It will keep me writing! Jenny’s final success! Jenny was a 30-year-old divorcee doctor. Her first marriage had been a terrible failure. She always found men boring and wanted to get even with the man who deceived her. Her husband had made it with one of her nurses – She had promptly got rid of her. Her simmering anger with her failed marriage always used to tell on her composure. Her urge to prove herself better than the average male used to drive her mad. She lost her temper frequently with her male subordinates and companions. She had inherited her father’s surgical practice and was a brilliant surgeon. She owned a huge farmhouse just outside the city. She had forgotten all her sexual feelings, or so she thought, after her divorce barely eight days ago. One day, on her way to the hospital, she found a young man who had had an unfortunate accident. His hand was a mess with a truck having run over it. He was in great pain. Since Jenny’s clinic was far away, Jenny took pity on him and took him home. The boy’s name was Aaron. He told her he was an orphan from a small village about 60 miles south. He trustingly gave her his telephone number so that his school could be informed and limped into her car with his bleeding hands. For a fifteen-year-old boy, he really could withstand a lot of pain, thought Jenny. Jenny had a full-fledged setup of surgical equipment in her house complete with a small sterile room for minor operations. She decided to give the boy first aid and then take him to the hospital. Aaron was in great pain. She shot a vial of morphine to dull his pain through his good arm. The boy dozed off to sleep. Jenny shifted the hefty body laboriously to the operating table and started to cut away the boy’s clothes to clean the wound. As she was cleaning the wound, vague thoughts started to trouble her mind. Out of curiosity, she cut away the boy’s shirt. The boy was obviously well built, square chest, good arms. He was large for his age of fifteen. She touched his body. His youth made her tingle down there. Her pussy messages were surprising her. If only she could have him once, for the first time… if only… She knew then, that she simply had to see the boy’s genitals. She peeled his pants down. Aaron was fast asleep. His jocks outlined his oversized penis. Jenny stared wide-eyed in surprise! My God! What a stud! She peeled his jocks down. The village lad’s strong member was nearly 7 inches when flaccid! And the girth! It could grow to a minimum of 10 inches in length and would be as thick as her wrist if Aaron could be well and truly aroused! She wondered who the lucky girl was going to be as she tweaked his penis one last time before completing his dressing – she knew that his right hand would not be of much use any longer. She gave him another sleeping dose and retired for the night. Visions of his cock haunted her dreams – Jenny could not sleep. In two hours, she hatched out an evil plan to get herself what she wanted: She could also have the pleasure of wreaking her vengeance on her husband. She got up and went back into the surgery room. Aaron awoke from his dizzy sleep with a fantastic headache. He remembered having been saved by a young woman. His head was splitting with the effects of the sedative. Saline drips were being fed into his shoulder by a needle…. Shoulders? Why shoulders? He was shocked as he noticed that his arms were gone and there were only two bandaged stumps in its place – and so was the case with his legs. He twitched in agony as Jenny came in. “Hi,” said she. “What have you done to me?” asked Aaron in a frightened voice. “Your limbs had developed gangrene, so I had to amputate them,” she said coolly. She was dressed in a skimpy negligee but wore an opaque bra and panty. She had literally doused herself in perfume. “I will feed you everyday until your people come for you,” she said. “And will that be?” asked Aaron terrified. “When I phone them,” said Jenny as she casually left the room. Jenny spent hours every day talking to Aaron of her job and her work in the hospital. She told him of her various achievements and her skill in surgery. She found out from him that he was a football player before his unfortunate accident. She would read to him every night – mythological stories filled with strange love and lust. Each day she would dress in alluring garments. She would also ensure that she always strapped him to his cot with his back to the bed whenever he slept or when she went to work. This she told him was to prevent him from rolling off the bed. She told him of the phantom limb syndrome – where a person with recently lost limbs gets conflicting signals to his brains. She also ensured that Aaron’s thoughts were filled with lust for her. At the same time he could do little to relieve himself of his yearnings, being strapped down on his back. In two months, Jenny had nursed Aaron back to health and vigor. She had also found out that he was a virgin, ripe for the plucking. Jenny decided it was time to put her plan to action. She had waited long enough. She changed into a flimsy negligee, with nothing underneath at all. She went to Aaron’s room. “It’s pay back time, Aaron,” she said with wickedness in her eyes. Aaron did not understand. She bent over him and kissed his mouth with full force. She leaned over to let him smell her shaved armpits. “Just getting my toilet ready,” she told him. “You see, I have to piss and maybe take a dump. Being a lady, I cannot waste it. So I thought I could ask you to eat it for me,” she said as she kissed him again. Aaron squirmed and screamed. Limbless, he looked like a bed bug. He rolled of the cot and fell on the ground. Jenny watched in fascination. He was hers, to do with as she pleased. She danced around the screaming boy. Then with all the room lights on, she started kissing him all over his body. She fondled his heavy balls and licked them. In a few minutes, Aaron responded – with a huge 10″ erection! Jenny almost fainted at the thought of fucking his cock. Jenny looked down with lust crazed eyes at the young virgin boy with his 10″ boner sticking out of his limbless body. But she wanted him degraded further. She put him back on her bed. She restrained him with a straight jacket-like bonding strips. He couldn’t move or twist or turn anymore. She fixed a clip on his nose and opened his mouth with metal jaws used for her tonsils operations. She could almost see his tonsils. Her pussy tingled with anticipation. She continued to feel him up, to keep his virginal erection from coming down. She watched as pre-cum squeezed out of his cock.porn ls sexAaron moaned with fear as she straddled his face. Slowly she lowered her bald pussy over his mouth. She let him smell it for some time. His erection grew harder. Then with a cry of triumph, she squeezed her first jet of piss into his mouth. As Aaron spluttered, she reached for his erection. She told him that if even one drop of his piss was spilled onto her expensive carpet, she would castrate him. “Do you understand?” she asked in a hoarse voice. Aaron nodded as he saw her pussy deliver its second load. Jenny pissed in a steady stream and kept up her volume just so as to allow Aaron to breathe and swallow in big gulps. “Good Boy” said Jenny as she licked his penis head. She moved, and to Aaron’s horror brought her puckered anus in line with his mouth. “Open wide!” she ordered. Aaron watched in horror as the first turd made its appearance and entered his mouth. In sheer ecstasy, Jenny mouthed his cock, as she dumped her goo in his mouth. She turned around and watched him swallow her shit in his effort to breathe. As she straddled his cock, she knew this was just the beginning. “Now for your seed…” said Jenny as she lowered her pussy on his virgin cock and started to milk it in slow thrusts. Watching his shit splattered face and his nice limbless smooth virgin body drew her into a colossal orgasm which milked his virgin cock of its life juices, which shot right up into Jenny’s jizz filled pussy, right into her cervix, when she was ovulating! Jenny was impregnating herself! Amanda meets Aaron The cool breeze wafted down the road as Amanda walked down the road. Amanda was 14-years-old and was a stunning blonde who was developing into a great looking chick. She heard the moans coming from Jenny’s house. Jenny had forgotten to close her doors in her ecstasy and was screaming in orgasmic throes. Amanda peeked into the house. The moans got louder. She tiptoed up the stairway and peeped into the bedroom. She could not believe her eyes! Aaron was lying on the bed with Jenny riding his mouth with her cunt. The room reeked of shit. His tongue was licking her exposed butt off her soil and she was pissing in spurts into his mouth… Her mouth descended in time to her thrusts on his engorged cock and she was sucking on it with such frenzy…. And Aaron’s face was one of sheer ecstasy as he spurted his jizz high into the air as Jenny plumbed his ass with her tongue… Amanda covered her face with her hands and ran all the way home in shock. Being a virgin, Amanda had never really seen a cock before. Her boyfriend had tried feeling her up once and she had touched his crotch through his pants, but that was it. She was a Roman Catholic with a strong Christian upbringing. But what she had seen in Jenny’s house was troubling her thoughts. She had never seen Jenny before, and neither did Jenny know her. She went through a troubled night, tossing and turning in her sleep. She awoke early in the morning and found her crotch badly wet. She made up her mind on what she had to do. She dressed in her Catholic church gown and wore black stockings and a hat to match. She applied a hint of scent to her armpits. She was going to meet Aaron. She waited for nearly an hour at a distance from Jenny’s house until she watched Jenny’s car leave. And she walked up to the door and tried it. It was locked. She walked up behind the house and tried the kitchen window with her penknife on her key chain – it slid open without a sound. She was shuddering with anticipation at the thought of meeting Aaron. She poured herself a large glass of milk to steady herself and wolfed it down. She poured out another for Aaron into a cup, took a saucer and walked into the bedroom. Aaron had been bathed and fed by Jenny and was relaxing on his bed. Aaron was startled at her appearance. “Who are you?” he asked. “I’m the angel who’s gonna save you, I’m Betty,” lied Amanda. “Please get me out of here, call the police!” pleaded Aaron. Amanda looked at his naked body and flaccid penis. Boy, was she going to change that! “I’ve got some milk for you to drink,” she said placing the cup and saucer of milk on the stool next to his bed. She poured the milk out into a saucer. Next, she leaned over to Aaron and kissed him on his mouth. “It’s time for some Catholic virgin pussy” she said boldly, and kissed him full on his mouth. She saw his cock stir. “This is for you,” she said as she turned her back to Aaron and bent over lifting her skirts exposing her 14-year-old shaved pussy and ass. In full view of Aaron she sat herself on the saucer of milk and pissed noisily into it. She stood up holding her skirts up. Her pussy and ass dripped milk, flowing onto her thighs…Aaron grew harder as she made him drink it. She fondled his delicious balls and smelled his cock. She opened her mouth and sucked on his member until she drew more lubricants and it throbbed with anticipation. This was easy. She then assumed the classical pose of squatting over his mouth with her dripping pussy to enjoy his tongue. As he licked, she pissed in little squirts. Every time she pissed Aaron clamped his lips on her pussy and drew on it in sucking motions, not wasting a single drop. This was heaven. After three ear shattering orgasms, Amanda moved her anus to his mouth. As her rectum made its first offering, she mouthed his cock and forced her shit into his throat with a colossal grunt of orgasmic satisfaction. She turned around and mounted his stud cock with her virgin lubricated pussy and with a cry of triumph speared herself on his shaft. She rode him like a horse watching his shit smeared face, until she drew him into a final terrific orgasm. She cleaned them both with water and wiped him dry leaving him just the way she found him. “Thank you. I’ll be back some other time. Any word about me and you are a dead duck,” she said. Amanda had been so thorough with her fuck that she had left Aaron as clean as she had found him! Sister Maria meets Aaron: Amanda could not forget Aaron. She had to say it out to somebody – make a sort of candid confession. She decided to confess in the privacy of her church to Sister Maria – a good friend and advisor, about 25-years-old. Sister Maria had become a nun after she had been gang-raped on the roads of New York. Maria proved to be a good listener and absolved any feeling of guilt in Amanda’s heart. She, however, asked where this had happened in a casual sort of way. Amanda told her before she went away, feeling light-headed and guilt free. Sister Maria waited in the rain with an umbrella outside Jenny’s house in the morning. She was not wearing her usual nun’s habit. She wore lipstick and a blond wig and spiked heels. Her long overcoat concealed a different dress. As Jenny’s car pulled out of the house, she looked around and ran up to the kitchen window and tried the latch with her penknife. It slid open. She let herself in, with a bag she was carrying. She shut the window and opened her bag.sex cum in anal pornAaron turned, sensing movement. A veiled blonde figure moved into the room. She was about thirty and was extremely beautiful. She wore a bridal dress and moved easily over to him. She leaned over to him and whispered into his ears ” I bring retribution,” she said. For what happened a few years ago, Maria was getting even. “I am Bella, the bride,” she said as she felt the helpless boy over as he squirmed. Her pussy started to tingle with anticipation. He screamed. She kissed his armpits. She bit his nipples and fondled his balls. She touched his mouth with her fingers. “You’ve got a lovely toilet here…” As Maria lifted her bridal skirt and veil, Aaron looked at horror on the large leather dildo strapped on to her hips, above her hairless pussy. He looked at it in horror. “Bet your pooper’s virginal,” said Maria. “But not for long,” as she climbed on to the bed with a tube of KY jelly. Aaron squirmed as his pooper was invaded by her jelly-coated fingers. Maria positioned her dildo on his anus. “Even better than I expected” she wailed as she invaded his recess with her dildo. A couple of trial pushes and then with a cry of triumph she pushed her dildo in. She mercilessly fucked the helpless boy as she mouthed foul language and then she found Aaron was getting harder. The beauty of his 10″ boner was even more than what Amanda had made it out to be, and she was going to enjoy it. “You need punishment, you naughty boy!” she said as she stroked his cock. She removed her dildo straps to reveal her flawless tight pussy. And in sheer ecstasy she had started her menstrual flow. She smelled different. She approached Aaron’s face, kissing every inch of his body. “Look at the treat in store for you” she said as she exposed her blood soaked pussy. Aaron shuddered as she straddled him and lowered herself. “LICK!” she ordered as she smelled Aaron’s cock. His tongue darted out as he lapped the sauce with tears in his eyes. “AAAAGGHHHH,” said Maria the nun. As he opened his mouth again, she peed forcefully into his throat as she mouthed his cock. Aaron drank the foul smelling mixture as she slurped on his member. Maria was drawn into a fantastic orgasm that almost swept away her senses. During her orgasm, to prevent Aaron from having one too early she gave his testicles a firm squeeze and tug. “EEAAGH!” whimpered Aaron. “I’ll let you come in my cunny after you’ve eaten my shit! Get that, male pig?” asked Maria. Aaron nodded. Maria positioned her anus over his mouth. “No wastage!” she warned. As Aaron opened wide, Maria’s anus opened to reveal a huge emerging turd which made its way into his waiting mouth. She watched it hit the back of his throat as she mouthed his member to another glorious steel hard veiny erection. She turned herself round and impaled her foaming cunt on his huge member. “It is my wedding night, pig! Perform!” she said as she fucked him to a glorious chain orgasm, drawing his life juices into her. Exhausted, she cleaned up the mess she made, cleaned Aaron up and left him just the way she found him. भारत को दर्शाने वाली एक पूरी फिल्म Rebecca and I had always felt a connection between us. We both did well at school and achieved good grades but we both suffered the downside to school life – being unpopular. In the two years that followed my high school graduation, I decided not to go to college, instead I took it easy, and generally was as slack as all the other kids had been at school. My sister had a different agenda; upon finishing school she went to college and became Miss Popular. I particularly resented the fact that she had broken the `spell’ and left me as the social misfit alone with my parents. I hardly left the house and if I did it was solely in order to get drunk, it was that bad. One day my sister returned for the weekend, she was due to go to a friend’s party and she made the most of the opportunity to eat at some level of luxury at the expense of my parents. When she arrived back home, you would have thought that Royalty had arrived. There was a ridiculous façade that everyone was really happy at home and everyone pretended to have missed my sister. When I saw her I just smiled and said hello. I knew that later she would discuss how I was feeling and ask if I had got out of my lethargic state yet. I hesitate to say it but sometimes I felt like I actually hated her, because of how popular she was and how goddamn nice she was to everyone. After some appalling takeaway pizza and some cringe-worthy conversation about life in a different city, I retired to my bedroom and remembered that I had bought a CD some weeks ago, that my sister would probably want to copy. I always did this for some reason, it was probably due to being so lonely and not having anyone to talk to half the time. I shouted to my sister that I had the CD and she said to put it on in her bedroom and she would come in and listen, after she had finished clearing the kitchen table. I had often gone into her bedroom when she was away at college and just looked around, you know stuff like old diaries and some photos of her and her friends partying. It depressed me really. I put the CD on and sat down on her bed. Rebecca came in and asked me about what I had been doing since she saw me last. I just replied nothing. She turned on the television and paid no attention to the CD. I stared vacantly at the television set. It was Friends, a programme that I would never watch. The characters in it were just too unrealistic and I despised the fact that they were all living together whilst I was living with my parents. I shivered, not at the show but at the atmosphere in the air. I was only wearing a T-shirt and jeans but even so, the air was really cold. My parents were real cheapskates and always did things on the cheap and that often meant the heating was switched off. “If you’re cold, put a top on,” my sister said in her ever so cheery way. I told her that my room was too far away. It was the room next to hers but my lethargic mood had set in. “Borrow one of mine?” she asked motioning to her chest of drawers. I told her that I was not quite at the stage where I would wear women’s clothes. She smiled at this as if she was relieved. I snuggled up to the pillow on her bed and continued shivering. “Lay down in the bed if you want,” she said. “I’m sure it’s clean.” I moodily climbed into the bed as if I did not want to. My sister switched off the CD and told me that she had to sort out her books, as she needed to take some back to college. I did not answer; I just lay in my sister’s bed and stared at the TV screen. My hands reached down to my groin, as they seemed to do, almost by instinct whenever I lay in bed. As I did this, I saw the outline of Jennifer Anniston’s nipples pointing through her denim dress. I looked over at my sister as she busied herself with her bookcase. My hands stroked my penis and my balls as I focused on the denim-clad nipples. I kept checking to see what my sister was doing, she seemed happy sorting out her books. I was getting nervous that my sister might turn and see a bulge under the sheets. But those nipples were so prominent! My penis was now erect and I could not resist jerking it lightly. A smile came across my face as I felt my temperature rise. The momentum of my jerking had risen; I looked over at my sister who was bending over. I slowed down my jerking and it suddenly occurred to me. My sister was not bad looking, her ass, which I had never noticed before, was nice and round and before I knew it my masturbation tempo speeded up. I glanced back at the television and there was those nipples again, wanting to be let out of that dress. Maybe this was why Friends was so popular. My heart stopped and I heard a noise. The sound of my fist hitting the sheets seemed deafening! Once again, my jerking slowed down. The rhythm of my masturbating was now slow as to be discreet but just fast enough to maintain any kind of satisfaction. The sound of my fist making slight contact with the sheets was then interrupted by a coughing noise. A deliberate coughing noise. My sister stood staring at me and the bulge that protruded from under her bed sheets. My face burned with guilt. I tucked my penis back into my pants and looked away from my perfect sister. I closed my eyes and tried to picture a calming situation but all I could think about was Jennifer Anniston’s nipples and my sister’s ass. I felt the mattress plunge as she sat down next to me. “What are we going to do with you?” her voice was calm under the circumstances. I whimpered a noise, which in my mind resembled `sorry’. “I know you’re going through a bad patch and everything so I’m not going to get mad,” from her voice it sounded like she was smiling. I slowly turned to face her. I had to admit it was sister was good looking. Her short brown hair and her tanned complexion were really pretty. Her breasts were a decent size and were kept underneath a tight black top. She had left to go to college as a real plain Jane but now… “We all do it,” she touched my face with the side of her hand as she said it. I’m surprised she did not burn her hand, I was blushing that much. “Do what?” I asked. I was embarrassed and was staring at her breasts seeing if her nipples protruded like Jennifer Anniston’s. They weren’t. “You know, touch… ourselves,” she smiled awkwardly. “Do you?” I regretted it as soon as I said it. She nodded her head.sex“What’s wrong?” she asked, “Are you having girl trouble?” I was always having girl trouble. Trouble even speaking to a girl. Tears formed in my eyes as I realised the situation I was in, my sister had caught me masturbating and now she was about to realise the truth. “I’m a virgin,” I whispered it as if it were some terrible secret that she could never have guessed. “I know,” she said and smiled. What does she mean she knows, I thought! She could have at least feigned surprise. She stroked my hair. I looked into her eyes and my penis stirred. “Does it bother you?” she asked. I nodded. “What can I do about it?” I asked in anguish, and felt my manhood twitch nervously. “Go out, meet girls, talk to them. Let them get to know the real you.” I sat upright and my semi-erect penis withered again. “Look at me, girls don’t want men like me,” I pulled the hand I had been using to masturbate and pointed at myself. “Who wants this?” That question seemed to hit her. She looked at me in pity and sat silently for a few uncomfortable minutes. I looked away again and stared at the wall. My sister put her hand on my shoulder, forcing me to face her. She lowered her voice. “James, I’m going to do something for you,” she looked me all over as she said it. “I can’t help you lose your virginity, but I’ll do something else for you. For one night only.” She put her hand under the bed sheets, unzipped my jeans, and placed her hand on my penis. She gripped it tightly and began to stroke it. “What are you doing?” I said alarmed. “Are you saying you want me to stop?” I shook my head and looked at the television screen. Jennifer Anniston was still wearing that dress. “What are we going to do?” I asked trying to keep calm as my sister pulled her hand out and stroked her breast suggestively. “We can do anything you want, apart from having full sex and you can’t eat my pussy” I was shocked as she said the word pussy. “I want to do you a favour but I won’t go as far as that.” She smiled and pulled away the bed sheets from over me. I lay still with my penis now visibly poking out of my jeans. “So do you want me to do anything for you?” I wondered what the hell my sister was doing and saying. This was someone who had entered the world the same way as I had the girl who used to call me `pig’ when I was five. Rebecca moved her hands over to the top of my jeans and pulled them down. “Don’t you want me to?” she said when she realised that I was as motionless as a statue. “No, please carry on,” I said softly as Jennifer Anniston’s nipples stared back at me as if they were mocking me. I moved so that my legs dangled down from the bed and my penis pointed upwards towards my sister. “Could you…” I paused and gazed at the bumps from under my sisters top. “Could I what?” she asked patiently. “Take off your top so I could see your nipples?” I wanted to see if they were like Jennifer Anniston’s. Rebecca smiled and unzipped her top at the back and pulled it off her and threw it next to me on the bed. “I’ll let you take off my bra,” she sat next to me and moved her head so that she could kiss me. I kissed her back and slowly removed her bra. She moved her head back a little so her breath fell on my face. “Kiss me harder, James.” I obliged and kissed her stronger than before. I opened my eyes and saw the credits for Friends roll. My hands moved upward over my sister body and fell on her breasts, they were soft and round I stroked them and felt my sister grab my penis. She pulled her face away from me. “Is that the first time you’ve been kissed?” I nodded and stared at her tanned cleavage. Her nipples were pointed and inviting. “Go ahead.” She said and motioned me to them. My head went down towards her right nipple and licked it. My sister laughed and told me to be `nasty’. I placed my mouth around it and sucked, flicking it with my tongue. I sucked the nipple and pulled it with my lips and teeth before releasing it and looking at it in all its swollen glory. My hands ran through my sister’s hair and as my hand touched her neck, her head bobbed down and her mouth encompassed my penis. Her tongue tickled the head before she looked up.ass sex stories“One shot deal,” she said. “You cum and that’s it, no more favours.” I nodded my head knowing that despite the limitations of the night it would be my only offer until I met a deaf, dumb and blind girl. Her head again sank onto my penis. She seemed to know what she was doing with my cock and I had to wonder what kind of servicing her boyfriend was getting if that was just the version reserved for her virgin no -hope brother. Rebecca really pumped my cock with her mouth, which until recently I thought was one of the purest mouths in the world, I mean, I’d never even heard her swear before! As she pumped faster and faster her hands gripped my backside and squeezed my buttocks. My hands lay firmly on her head as I massaged her hair and neck. I could not believe it; this was my sister blowing me off! My perfect sister, miss popular, the girl that is going to be a lawyer, the girl whose boyfriend is built like a brick shithouse, my sister who left me on my own with my parents, my sister who this very evening had caught me masturbating over Jennifer Anniston’s nipples… Aaarrggh. I was cumming! My sister struggled with the jets of hot white semen and dribbled some onto the floor. My head spun at the sight and the thought of what was happening. I blinked as if to test if I was dreaming, but when my eyes opened I saw my sister looking up at me whilst she licked her lips. . “Okay?” my sister, asked as my spunk dribbling down her chin. I nodded my head and stared at her cleavage. I would probably never see tits this nice again I thought to myself as my sister cleaned herself up and threw me a small paper towel. As I cleaned my confused penis with the paper towel I gazed at my sister’s ass and wondered why I didn’t get to see it. I was in the perfect position to see that beautiful round ass. I cursed myself, put on my clothes slowly, and wondered what the hell my sister was thinking. Did she regret this? Would she want to do it again? And more importantly, would she tell anyone about it? I picked up my CD, and left the room in a state of confusion. As I entered my bedroom, I smiled to myself. Wow, Jennifer Anniston’s nipples. Any comments to

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  1. A young Malay girl, Mei stood only 5′ 2″, weighed only 110 pounds, but had an exquisite figure. Her breasts were firm, nicely rounded and stood out from her well developed chest tipped with two tiny dark protruding nipples. Her public mound was very prominent but she had kept her pussy clean of hair, the multiple folds of her vagina lips centered with a barely visible clit.She was already experienced sexually, although only 18 years old. She was trim and had a well formed body due to swimming frequently. She had been happy and content until she had moved to the city, where she had been unable to get work. She didn’t know anyone and was soon destitute on the streets of the crowded city. Since she was very attractive, she decided to try picking up a “trick”. The man she picked up was a tall, but slightly overweight Arab who offered her a good price for a whole night. She was delighted and was determined to please the man and perhaps convince him to keep her for more nights.When she arrived in his hotel room, he had begun to beat her almost immediately. She cowered and took it as long as she could, but the man seemed obsessed. Finally she saw an opening and grabbed the knife out of his waistband, plunging it deep into his chest. Blood spurted everywhere as she stabbed him over and over again in her rage. When he finally lay on the floor in a pool of his own blood, she realized what she had done.She ran to his bathroom, washed the blood off herself, and dressed again. Fortunately no blood had gotten on her clothes. She stuck the knife in her bag and was about to leave when another Arab man stopped her at the door. He saw his friend lying dead on the floor in a pool of blood and shouted for the police, holding Mei in a tight grip until they came.The police had been sympathetic to her as they had similar problems with Arab tourists before, and she was clearly beaten, the whip marked all over her tender body. The Arab, however, had been an important businessman and his friend had requested that she be put to death as punishment. The judge, being somewhat sympathetic as well, had opted for imprisonment and sale to an exotic meat farm that he knew of, where she would at least have a chance to become a milker and last a little longer. Sadly, he knew that it was just postponing her fate, but it was better than nothing. If he sentenced her to execution by strangling, her body would be sold to a local butcher shop anyway.Now Mei stood in this strange holding area with several other Malay girls and a few American girls. The were all pretty, and their hands were all tied behind the girl’s naked bodies. A man was inspecting each of the girls and though she didn’t understand English, she could tell he was sorting the girls out for something. When he got to her, his strong but gentle hands caressed her body, feeling her muscles and breasts, and inserting a finger into her vagina, he then said something to his assistant and moved on to the next girl. She and another girl about her same size were taken to a large room that looked like a butcher shop. She was strung up hanging upside down from a crossbar by her ankles with a rope. No one said anything, and then just left them hanging there.Soon another girl was brought in, one of the tall American girls. First the men pushed hoses into the three girl’s asses and a small hose into their urethra and, turning on the water, flushed them out. She was so full of water at first that her belly began to expand and when she was full, they turned her right side up so that she could shit and piss on the floor. They then washed the girls all down and left them hanging except the pretty American girl. The men took her to one of the tables and strapped her down as one of the men fucked the girl’s mouth. Then the other man started forcing a long sharp pole through the American girl, her screams piercing and loud, until it emerged from her mouth, forcing blood and cum out of her. The girl was still alive, struggling and obvious crying in pain as they took her outside soon afterwards.Then they came back and strung the other Malay girl up tying her to a tall pole on a raised platform. They spread her legs and shaved her pussy and then began forcing a sharpened pole slowly up through her body. She screamed and screamed until they held the girl’s head back and the pole emerged out of her mouth. They cut her belly open and pulled her guts out, throwing them in a bucket and then they sewed her up again. She could no longer scream, but she was still alive and her body twisted and struggled as the men carried her out of the room, too.The men returned and hung her from the same platform and she knew she was going to be spitted by the long pole as well. First they spread her legs and shaved the little hair that she had over her vagina. The men then injected something into both of her breasts and she felt them begin to become more firm than normal and at the same time a numbing sensation came over her whole body. Apparently she had been given some kind of anesthetic although it was only a mild one. She could feel her belly being slit open and one of the men reached into her and as the huge spit began to move up into her anus, he grabbed her empty colon and guided the shaft up into her body. She could now feel the pain of being spitted by the pole and began to scream and twist from the pain. Calling out to them men, she cried, “Please kill me first. Don’t make me suffer. Oh God! It hurts so much!! I don’t want to die this way!” But the men could not understand her language and were not likely to change their minds anyway as they apparently had done this many times before. She could feel the spit moving up her body as it exited through her intestines and then the man forced it into her esophagus and she soon was silenced as the rod emerged from her mouth, blood spilling out of her at both ends.Mei continued to scream silently as the men lifted the two ends of the spit and carried her out of the building. She twisted and struggled, but her body was securely impaled by the 8′ long 3 1/2″ thick spitting pole. She was finally brought to a barbecue pit where she saw both the pretty American girl and the other Malay girl turning slowly, roasting over a fire, the fat already dripping from the American’s beautiful body as she cooked. The American was obviously now dead, but her friend was still twitching, and her lungs gasping, as the flames licked at the butter and sauces dripping from her body.Me could feel the tremendous heat as she was placed over the fire herself. With a last burst of energy, she struggled furiously, and vainly, as a man began to rub her body with butter. She could feel her breasts and buttocks begin to heat up as she turned slowly. “My God! It’s so hot!! And it hurts so much!!!!” she screamed to herself. ” I wish someone would kill me and spare me the pain! Just get it over with!!” The flames licked at her body as she continued to rotate on the spit and she was basted over and over by the cook, the only relief being the coolness of the butter as it was rubbed into her. She could feel her skin begin to tighten as she began to cook, and she could even smell herself roasting. It smelled so delicious, she almost wished she could taste her own meat. Finally her struggled ceased as her body began to roast and her internal organs were cooked from the steam inside her belly. She died as her body started to turn a delicious dark golden brown.The cook could see she had finally expired, and knew her meat would be fantastic, since the longer the girl lived while being cooked, the better her meat would taste. After she had cooked for almost four hours, he pierced her with a meat fork to test the doneness of her meat. her juices and liquefied fat spurted from the wound, so he knew she had cooked up juicy and tender. He then sliced a small piece of meat from the underside of one of her breasts, and another tiny morsel from her pretty butt. Popping the small, hot, pieces of girl meat into his mouth he said, “UMMMMMM! Absolutely delicious! This one is perfectly done. Let’s get her onto a serving platter.”Carefully, his assistant and he lifted Mei’s body from the fire and placed her gently on a large serving platter. They gently pulled the spit out of her, leaving her with her mouth wide open and a large hole where her asshole had been. She was so juicy, that a little meat stuck to the spit as it was removed. Her body was very hot and steam rose from it as they arranged her on her elbows and knees with the traditional apple in her mouth. She was then delivered to one of the large banquet tables. There the host of that table began to carve thin slices of Mei’s breasts, buttocks and thighs. Her well developed meaty back muscles and part of one her ribs were cut off and placed on another platter, where her rib steaks and her tender, finely marbled roasts were sliced into serving cuts of beautiful, juicy and slightly rare cuts of prime girl meat. The host cut open her belly and carefully extracted her heart, the organ still bubbling from the heat. He placed it on his own plate along with the meat cut from her vagina. 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My life took a serious turnaround when my husband died. My daughter Amber and I were left alone in our… “Harder… Harder,” Mary whispered in my ear. I responded by driving my steel hard cock deeper into her soaking wet cunt. Mary was straddling my hips, her short red skirt pulled up over her firm ass cheeks. A pair of silk panties laid on the floor next to the couch where we were hurriedly making love. She was whispering so she would not alert her two daughters, who were supposed to be taking a bath. The only sound was our hard breathing and an occasional slap of flesh as I buried my self deep into her. I could feel the cum begin to rise up from my balls, and propel itself deep into her golden-haired vagina. She buried her face into my shoulder as an orgasm swept through her body, her pubic muscles milking the jism from my cock. As her spasms subsided, we kissed passionately, our tongues fighting with each other. Mary slowly raised herself off of my now limp cock. Her small, firm breasts, the quarter sized nipples still hard and covered with my saliva, stuck through her unbuttoned blouse. Although she will turn forty later this year, her body was still as firm as any eighteen year old. “Thanks,” she said, “I really did need that.” “Now hurry and get cleaned up so we can get back over to Mom and Dad’s house.” I stood up and slipped off to the bathroom, holding my pants up with my hand so I wouldn’t get any of our juices on them. Jill and Jeri, Mary’s seven year old twins had gotten into Dad’s garden at our parent’s house and gotten filthy. We were in the middle of a family reunion and Mary had asked if I wanted to come along while she ran them home to get a quick bath and change clothes. As soon as the two girls were safely in the tub, we had jumped each other, not even bothering to take off our clothes as we passionately made love. Our love affair has been going on for almost thirty years now. Even though I live up north and only make it home about once a year, we always find a chance to renew the passion we have known since we were xxx. We both are married and have our own families, but our spouse’s will never have the special bond and passion that flows between my sister and I. ******* ******* ******* Chapter One Our story began twenty nine years ago in the summer of 1967. I was twelve years old and Mary had just turned eleven. We were born only months apart and had always been good friends and playmates. We lived in a mid-sized industrial city in the upper south. Although we lived in a suburban area, none of the xxx who lived real close to us were our age. We had been born at the end of the baby boom, and most of the neighbor’s xxx were in high school and starting college. Our father was an engineer at the big industrial plant in town, and our mother stayed at home with us. We lived in a modest split level house. Our bedrooms shared a common bath at the end of the hall.. Our little brother David was born in the spring of 1967. Our parents had sat us down and explained where babies come from soon after Mom found out she was pregnant. One day soon after school was out for the summer, Mary and I were playing in the tree house that Dad had built for us. It was built in a large oak tree near the back corner of our property. The tree house was about six feet square with a roof and windows on each side. We had taken old blankets and pillows we had found in the basement up to it so it was very comfortable. Mary had to go inside to use the bathroom, but quickly came running back to the tree house. “Come on,” she said, “You have to see this.” I followed her to the back door of the house. She put her finger to her lips and motioned me to be quiet. We eased open the back door and slid into the house. Mary and I tip-toed across the kitchen floor to the top of the stairs. We could see down into the den through the railing. Our house did not have air conditioning, so it was very warm inside. I guess it was because of the heat and the fact that we had been playing outside that Mom had taken off her blouse and bra, and was nursing David topless. Before this, she had always been very careful to go into the nursery and close the door before nursing him. Although I had seen plenty of pictures, I had never seen a grown woman’s breasts in real life. My mother was a very petite woman, but her breasts seemed huge. They were capped by nipples that must have been two inches across. As we watched, Mom shifted the baby from one breast to the other. The nipple that he had been sucking at was hard and stuck out about a half inch. I could feel my dick rising in my shorts as we watched. After watching this for a couple of minutes, Mary touched me on the shoulder and motioned for us to leave. We slipped back out the door and ran across the backyard toward the tree house. As we climbed the ladder, I looked up and caught a glimpse of Mary’s white panties up the leg of her shorts. Mary sat down on one of the pillows, and I laid face down next to her on a blanket, trying to hide the bulge in my shorts. “Did you see her boobies?” Mary said. “I hope mine get that big someday.” This surprised me because Mary had never said anything of a sexual nature to me before. Even though we shared a bathroom, I had not seen Mary naked since we were 3 or 4 years old and still took baths together. She always locked the door on my side of the bathroom whenever she was in it. We had never played “doctor” or anything else. Over the last year I had tried to get a peek at her as she dressed, but had not had any luck. As we talked about what we had seen, my hard-on continued to throb. I desperately needed to jack off. I was hoping that Mary would go the house to pee as she was originally going to, but she continued to talk about seeing Mom nurse the baby. Mary moved down and laid down on the blanket next to me. “I wonder what it feels like?” Mary asked. “She looked like she was enjoying it,” I replied, “It almost looked like she was asleep.” Mary closed her eyes and reached up and rubbed her hand over the small bump in her T-shirt where her breasts had just began to swell. My cock was rock hard, and straining to get out of my underwear. I reached down and rubbed it, the sensations jolting through my body. I reached up the leg of my shorts and pulled it out of the restraints of my underwear, hoping to ease some of the pressure. As I pulled it free of my briefs, I could hold back no more as thin streams of almost clear cum began to erupt from the head, spattering on Mary’s legs. Mary quickly sat up and looked down at her legs. My hard cock was still in my hand, and a thin stream of cum spit out of the head and landed on her leg. She pushed me back and scrambled out of the way. “You peed on me!” she yelped, ” I’m telling Mom!” I grabbed her and pulled her back down on the pillow. “I didn’t pee on you,” I said. “That’s what happens when a boy gets excited.”sex fantasy taboo storiesMy hard-on was still hanging out of the leg of my shorts, and a drop of cum still hung on the bright red head. “I couldn’t help it,” I continued, “It just happened.” Mary was staring in fascination at my hard cock. “Your thing is all big and red,” she said after a few moments. “That’s what happens when I get excited,” I repeated. “What made you excited?” she asked. “Seeing Mom’s titties,” I replied, “I’ve never seen real ones before.” Mary looked at me questionably so I went on. “Remember when Mom and Dad told us about where babies come from.” Mary nodded. “Well when a boy sees a girl’s titties, his dick gets all hard and excited.” “His dick?” she asked. “That’s what you call a boy’s thing,” I answered. By this time mine had wilted and disappeared back up the leg of my shorts. “Then the boy puts his dick in the girl’s pussy..” “Pussy?” she asked. “Your pee hole…” and then he shoots his stuff in her to make her have a baby.” “I don’t believe you,” Mary said, “That thing wouldn’t go into my pee hole, it’s too big.” “Yes it will,” I replied, “I’ve got pictures to prove it.” “Where?” Our conversation was suddenly broken up by Mom calling us in for lunch. We left the topic hanging as we ran inside. Mom had put her blouse and bra back on, but I could see a small wet spot where one of her breasts was leaking. Mom announced that we were going to the community pool that afternoon, so I didn’t have a chance to prove anything to Mary. Chapter Two The next afternoon, Mary and I were back in the tree house. I had brought with me my favorite jack off pictures. They consisted of three old black and white pages from a porno magazine that one of my friends had swiped from his brother. They showed various pictures of a big titted blond woman fucking and sucking a guy. One picture even showed him stuffing his cock up her ass. I kept these pictures hidden in the cutout pages of an old book in my bedroom. “See…I told you that’s what happens,” I said proudly. I pulled the pictures from my pocket and carefully spread them out on the floor of the tree house. Mary looked at them with amazement in her eyes, slowly turning them over and looking at all of them. “I still don’t see how you can get your thing inside a girl’s pee hole,” she said. As we looked at the pictures, I could feel my dick start to harden inside my shorts. As I reached down to adjust it, Mary noticed and asked, “is your thing getting all big again?” I nodded yes and quickly pulled my hand out of my shorts in embarrassment. “Can I see it?” she asked. I was shocked to hear that, but I slowly pulled my shorts and underwear down over my hips. My hard-on sprung back up against my belly. Mary gasped but could not take her eyes off of it. She slowly reached out her hand and touched it with a finger. A drop of pre-cum appeared on the blood engorged head. “Use your whole hand,” I said, and reached down and wrapped her fingers around my five inch erection. “Not too tight,” I said as she squeezed a little too hard. I showed her how to move her hand up and down. “This is how you make a guy cum,” I said. “Cum?” she asked quizedly. “Like yesterday when you thought I was peeing.” “Oh, you mean when that stuff comes out of your…..dick?” she asked haltingly. “Yeah, that’s what Mom and Dad were talking about when they told us about the sperm and egg stuff,” I replied. Mary continued to stroke up and down on my rock hard cock. “Don’t stop, I’m going to cum!” I moaned as the sperm rose up from my balls and began to erupt from the slit in my cockhead. Mary just stared as spurt after spurt of the clearish liquid spewed from my cock and dribbled down her hand. Her hand never stopped moving up and down, milking the cum from my dick. It was the first orgasm I had ever had that had not been courtesy of my own right hand, and it had been very intense. Mary finally let go of my shrinking cock and wiped her hand on one of the blankets that lay on the floor of the tree house. I was sitting on one of the pillows with my shorts and underwear around my ankles. “Now you have to show me your pee hole,” I said. “Mom said I shouldn’t ever show it to anybody,” Mary complained. “Well she said I shouldn’t ever show anybody my thing,” I replied, “but I showed it to you.” Mary thought about this a second, then reluctantly got to her knees. She unsnapped and unzipped her pink shorts and slid them down her legs. I can still remember the white cotton panties she wore underneath. A small spot of moisture had soaked through at the junction of her slim thighs. “The panties too,” I demanded. She hooked her thumbs into the sides of the white cotton and pushed them down to her knees. By this time I had shaken my shorts off my legs and was sitting in just a T-shirt. Mary sat back down, and I reached over and pulled her shorts and panties off. She was shyly keeping her legs together, but I put my hands between her knees and spread her legs apart. Her hairless slit was puffy and pink. I scooted up closer to her and ran my hand up her thigh. I was finally going to get to touch a real live girl’s vagina. Mary recoiled a little but let me have my way. I ran a finger up the length of the small slit, feeling the heat and a slight wetness. Mary’s thighs seemed to part a little more. I put some pressure on my finger and the pink lips of her pussy opened up. My finger slid to the bottom of the slit, and barely entered the small opening. I did not even get up to the first knuckle before I met resistance. Mary let out a little moan, and my finger seemed to get a little wetter. Using my other hand, I spread the lips of her cunny more so I could get a better look. I noticed for the first time the small pink bump at the top of her slit. I also notice a few blond hairs that had sprouted just above the slit. I moved my thumb up and nudged the pink bump, causing Mary to flinch and moan audibly. “Do that again,” she said through clenched teeth. I dipped my finger into the moist hole to lubricate it, then began to slowly massage the flesh around the bump. Mary began to shiver and twist as I massaged her tiny clit. I continued to rub the bump, occasionally dipping my finger down to her vaginal opening to gather more moisture. Her juices were now running down the crack of her ass and making a spot on the blanket under her. After about two minutes of this , Mary arched her back and moaned loudly. “Ohhh…Ohhh….OHHHHHHHH!” she gasped and pushed my hand away from her. I sat back and watched as she squirmed on the blanket for a moment, her thighs tightly clenched together. Mary laid there for at least five minutes, her thighs slowly parting and her legs relaxing as she recovered from her first orgasm. Her hands had moved up and she was rubbing her small breasts, or at least the nipples, which were standing out hard against her T-shirt. As I laid down next to her, she rolled over and put her arms around me and hugged me close. My hard again pecker slid right between her thighs, and I could feel the wetness and heat as it settled in her slit. We ground out hips together, and I could feel my head of my cock slip into the tiny opening of her pussy. We laid there for a minute as I gently tried to push my cock just a little deeper into her opening. “MARY,” my mother yelled from the back door, “TIME FOR YOUR PIANO LESSON!” We quickly rolled apart and grabbed at our pants and underwear. I think Mary set a record for getting dressed. Luckily, we had never taken off our shoes and socks. Mary quickly climbed down from the tree house and headed for the house. I reached down and picked up the pictures that were still laying on the floor. I pushed my shorts back down off my hips and grabbed my hard cock in my right hand and stroked it until I came again. For the first time in my life, I was thinking of something other than those pictures as the sperm erupted from the slit in my cockhead. After wiping myself off on one of the blankets, I pulled my shorts back up and headed for the house. Chapter Three Two weeks passed until we had a chance to meet again in the tree house. Mary had spent a week at church camp, and the following week I had taken my turn at the camp. Since I was the only one at the camp from my area, I was able to brag that I had touched a girl’s pussy. I just didn’t tell anyone that it was my little sister’s. I was the stud of the camp, and had even gotten one of the girls to go the lake with me for some making out. Daphne had let me tongue kiss her and even let me feel her small breasts through her blouse and bra. But when I had tried to unbutton her blouse to get inside she stopped me and told me she wasn’t that kind of girl. On the night I got home, I was taking a shower in our shared bathroom when the door quietly opened and Mary peeked in. “I’ve got something to show you,” she said, “but it will have to wait until tomorrow.” I was standing in the shower after cutting off the water, and Mary was looking at my shriveled cock. The memories of our last encounter in the tree house flooded back into my mind and my dick began to grow. We heard a knock on my door, so Mary quickly jumped back into her room and closed the door. Mom walked in bringing some clean clothes. I quickly shut the door to the bathroom so she wouldn’t see my hard-on. Just after lunch the next afternoon, Mary and I headed for the tree house. Mom was putting David down for a nap, and told us to play quietly so we wouldn’t wake him. As Mary climbed the ladder above me, I looked as usual to see if I could see her panties up the leg of her shorts. I saw a quick flash of pink cotton just before she scurried into the door of the tree house. As I climbed in the door, Mary was pulling the blankets and pillows out of their box and spreading them on the floor. As I sat down on a blanket, Mary unzipped one of the pillow covers and pulled out two thin paperback books that she had hidden inside. “Kimmy found these in a trash can at camp,” she said excitedly as she handed them to me. The Wedding Night was the title of the first one. It was a slim book with a white cover. I opened it and looked at a picture of a woman in a long white gown. “It’s all about sex and stuff,” Mary said. As I flipped through the pages, I paused to read occasionally. The book described how a “modern woman” should react on her wedding night. “Your first session of intercourse may be painful, as the hymen must be torn before your husband’s penis can be fully inserted into your vagina,” read one passage. “A small amount of blood may appear as the hymen is broken.” It went on to describe the entire sexual act. “Did you read this?’ I asked as I flipped through the pages. ‘Yeah, Kimmy and I read it at camp and she let me keep it.” Kimmy was our cousin who lived across town. She was the same age as Mary. “It sounds kinda scary,” she said, “but it says it’s all natural and you should learn to enjoy it.” I set that book down and picked up the other one. There was a picture of a girl in a nurse’s uniform on the front. Her top was unbuttoned and her large breasts were spilling out of her bra. Night Nurses was the title. I recognized this as a “fuck” book. I opened it up and began to read. “Gwen tensed as Doctor Bob ran his hand under her skirt and up to her soft ass cheeks,” I read aloud, “His finger slipped under her panties and found the wet furrow of her soaking pussy.”amateur porn real sex storiesI could feel my dick harden as I read a few more lines. “Gwen dropped to her knees and began to loosen the drawstring of Doctor Bob’s surgical pants,” I continued, ” She pulled his scrubs over his hips, revealing his massive nine inch hard cock. She began to kiss and lick the purple head, pausing occasionally to take the length of it into her mouth and down her throat.” By this time, my own swollen cock had formed a tent pole in my shorts. “You’re all hard again,” she said as she stared at my crotch. She leaned over and put her hand on my hard pole. She looked at me and asked, “Can I make you spit again?” “The word is cum,” I said. I quickly pushed down my shorts and underwear as Mary grabbed on to my five inch hard-on. I laid back on the blanket as Mary stroked up and down, using some of the pre-cum that appeared on my cockhead as lubricant. I could feel the sperm start to boil in my balls as she jacked me off. “Hold on a second,” I said, putting my hand out to stop her. I slid my hand up the leg of her shorts to her panties. “You’re all wet too,” I said. “It feels all tingly down there,” she said. I reached over and pulled her shorts down off her hips. Mary sat down and pulled her shorts and panties off. I also started pulling her T-shirt over her blond head. “I want to see what your titties look like,” I explained. Her pink nipples were the size of quarters, topping mounds that had begun to swell just a little. The middle of her nipples were the size of a pencil and were sticking out. I reached up and touched one of them, and it swelled and hardened under my touch. “Take your shirt off too,” Mary said. I complied, pulling my tank top over my head. We were now both naked except for our sneakers and socks. (Several years later we talked about how we always left our shoes and socks on in case Mom called.) Mary laid down beside me, and we began to explore each other’s body. I was fascinated by her nipples, which had hardened into pencil size nubs about a quarter-inch long. I bent down and tentatively stuck out my tongue and began to lick at one, as I had seen in my porno pictures. I gently took it into my mouth and began to suck on it, much like I had seen my little brother nursing at my mother’s breast. The tiny pink bud seemed to stretch another quarter-inch before I switched to the other nipple. Mary’s hand pulled me against her chest as I licked and sucked at her nipples until they had turned a dark red color. My free hand was moving up and down Mary’s back until I finally settled it on her firm rear end. My hand slid down the crack of her ass until I found her wet pussy slit. Having no real idea about female anatomy, I began to rub the area around this wetness. I didn’t realize that what I was actually rubbing was the tight opening to her ass where her juices had run down. She was squirming and letting out small moans as I tried to force my finger into what I thought was her pussy. I was beginning to wonder how a man could get his dick into such a tight opening when her sphincter eased up and my finger slid into the tight rosebud. Mary gasped, “That’s my pooh hole,” as my finger slid all the way in. I quickly pulled my finger out in horror and began to wipe it on one of the blankets. “It’s OK,” she said, “It really felt strange, but good.” “Will you do it again?” I moved my hand back down to her ass and began to probe at the tight hole again with my finger. The muscle eased and my finger slid back into her ass, which was slick with her pussy juices. Mary squirmed and bucked up against me as my finger probed deeper into tight rosebud. As she pushed against me, I felt my steel hard cock begin to slide between her lips of her hairless cunny. Just as I thought I might slip into her tight, wet pussy, Mary reached down and began to pull on my cock. It only took a few seconds, and I was spurting my cum all over her belly and cunt. I sucked hard at one of Mary’s nipples and pushed my finger as deep as it would go into her ass, squirming it around as I pushed. Mary kind of collapsed against me as I rolled onto my back. We laid there for a minute, my finger still buried in her tight butthole. I slowly started to ease it out, and Mary gave a small gasp as it finally popped out. “That felt really good,” Mary said. We rolled apart, and both looked down at our laps. Streaks of cum covered our bellies. My dick had softened and shrunk, but Mary’s pubic mound was still red and wet. I slid my hand down and began to rub her bump, which was still moist with her juices. In about a minute, she began to squirm, and soon she arched her back and moaned as an orgasm swept through her tiny body. We laid on the blankets for several minutes, my arm around her shoulders and her head laying on my chest. I was softly stoking her still hard nipples with my fingers. After a few minutes, Mary asked what time it was. I looked at my watch and realized that David would soon be up from his nap and Mom would be looking for us. Mary wiped her belly off as best she could with one of the blankets, and we hurriedly got dressed. Chapter Four That night, after dinner, I helped Dad mow the yard, while Mary was busy with Mom in the kitchen. After we had finished our chores, we all settled down in the den to watch TV. Since it was summer, our parents let us stay up until 10:00. After watching a couple of sitcoms, a movie came on that Mom & Dad wanted to watch. It turned out to be a love story, so Mary and I were pretty bored. I was laying on the floor reading a book, and Mary was sitting in the recliner reading one of her “teen” magazines. Mom and Dad were sitting together on the couch. Occasionally when I would look over at Mary, I would notice that her hand seemed to be rubbing at the crotch of her shorts. At 10:00, Mom sent us off the bed. I continued to read my book until I saw the light in the bathroom go off. After a few minutes, I got up and put on my pajamas and went into the bathroom to pee. I thought I heard a faint moaning from Mary’s room, so I switched off the light and cracked open the door to her room. I could see in the light from a streetlight outside that Mary was rubbing her cunny. I watched for a couple of minutes, then she began to rub real fast. She arched her back and let out a low moan as she came. My own dick was rock hard by this time. I gently closed the door and eased back into my own room. Pushing my pajamas down, I started to jack off, thinking about Mary and her bald pussy. I knew that one day soon I would be able to get inside her and fuck a girl for real. As the jism began to spurt from my cock, I thought I noticed the door to the bathroom close. Mary had been peeking just like I had been! I got some tissues and wiped the cum from my chest and stomach. I continued to lay there, thinking about Mary. After a little while I heard Mom and Dad come up the stairs to get ready for bed. The door to my room opened and Mom looked in. I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. The door closed and I heard her look into Mary’s room also. I laid there for another fifteen or twenty minutes when I heard my Dad moan. Since the baby had been born, they were leaving their bedroom door open so they could hear when he woke up. I got up and went to my door, quietly opening it an inch or two. I heard another low moan. Very quietly, I opened the door and slid out into the hallway. A dim light from the nightlight in David’s room illuminated the hall. The door to my parent’s room was open about a foot. I crawled down the hall until I could see into the room. I almost gasped in shock when I looked in. The light from their bathroom partially lit the room. I could see Mom laying naked on the bed. Dad was laying between her open legs licking at her pussy! As he lifted his head from her crotch, I could see that Mom’s pussy was covered with a thick mat of dark hair. Dad wrapped one arm around her leg, and using his hand opened up her pussy lips. His head dipped back down and he began to flick at her with his tongue. Mom was squirming around on the bed and trying to be quiet. Dad’s other hand moved up her body and he began to massage her milk-swollen tits. “Careful,” I heard mom say, “They’re kinda sore from nursing.” Dad rolled her tit around with the palm of his hand. Her nipples were hard and stuck out about and inch. He slowly began to kiss his way up her body until he reached her swollen globes. He took her right nipple into his mouth and began to suck! I could see that his hand was now in Mom’s lap. He slowly inserted a finger into her pussy and began to pump it in and out. This continued for a minute as Dad nursed at her breasts, first the right, then the left. Soon, Mom pushed Dad off of her and onto his back. His hard-on was sticking straight up in the air. Her hand went down and wrapped around it and she began to slowly stroke up and down the way Mary had done to me that afternoon. She then bent her head down and took the end of his hard cock into her mouth! My hand was stroking my own hard cock as she began to slowly bob her head up and down on his hard rod. Her hand was still stroking the part of his enormous erection that she could not get into her mouth. I could hear soft slurping sounds as she sucked on him. Occasionally, she would take it out of her mouth and lick around the head like a lollipop. Dad had one hand on the back of her head, and the other was twisting in the sheets, trying to be quiet. After a couple more minutes of sucking, Dad lifted her head up. Mom let his cock pop out of her mouth and it slapped back against his stomach. She raised up and straddled him. Reaching between her legs, she pried back his cock and positioned it at the entrance to her hairy pussy. As she slowly lowered herself onto him, my own cock began to spurt it’s seed. I quickly flipped it back into my pj’s, hoping that none of it got onto the carpet. As I looked back into their room, Mom began to move up and down on Dad’s huge cock. It must have been eight or nine inches long, much longer than my measly five inches. Dad was thrusting up into her. At the same time he was massaging her huge breasts! I thought I saw something squirt out of her tits into Dad’s face. His tongue was licking at his lips and cheeks. After a couple of minutes, he pulled her down to him. He then rolled over until she was underneath him. He began to thrust himself deep into her wet pussy! I couldn’t believe I was seeing my own parents fucking. Mom began to moan a little louder and Dad’s thrusting became quicker. “I’m going to come!” Dad whispered loudly as he slammed into her harder. Mom raised up to meet his thrusts, and pulled his head down to kiss him. Even though they were trying to be quiet, moans escaped from them both as they reached their orgasm together. Dad collapsed on top of Mom, and they lay there kissing one another. As I started to slip back to my room, I heard a squeal from David’s room. He was awake! I turned and quickly crawled back to my room and closed the door. I held the doorknob until I heard Mom go into his room to pick him up. I gently eased the knob closed and quickly crawled back into bed. My pajamas were wet and sticky from the cum I had exploded into them. I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up myself as best I could. However, I knew that mom would be able to see the cum stains on my shorts if she looked close enough. I just prayed that she would be in a hurry and not notice them. I could hardly wait to tell Mary what I had seen! Chapter Five It was five days before Mary and I could meet in the tree house again. Three straight days of rain had kept us inside and under Mom’s watchful eye. Then the weekend had come and we had all our weekend chores to do while Dad was off. Just after lunch on Monday, Mom told us to go outside and play so the baby could take a nap. I told Mary to meet me in the tree house; I had something to tell her. I went out to the tree house and spread out the blankets and pillows on the floor. I then pulled the “fuck book” that Mary had found in a trash can at camp out and started to read it. The part of the book I was reading was about a young nursing student who was losing her virginity to two interns. My dick was straining against my underwear when I heard Mary coming up the ladder into the tree house. She looked at the book that I was reading and a smile crossed her face. “What is it you wanted to tell me?” she asked. I started telling her about the other night when I had seen Mom and Dad fucking. Her eyes grew wide as I told her about Dad laying between Mom’s legs licking her pussy. “He licked her pee hole?” she asked in amazement. “Yeah,” I replied, “just like they talk about in this book.” “Listen to this,” I said, and began to read from the book. “Steve ran his tongue up the young nursing student’s thigh until he reached her wet slit. He pried open the pink lips and began to slowly slide his tongue into her moist hole, tasting her sweet juices.” “Gosh,” Mary said, “that sounds kinda gross.” “Mom sure seemed to like it,” I replied, and told her about the way she was moaning and squirming on the bed.”porn incest storyNow came my big chance. “Would you like to try it?” I asked. Mary seemed to hesitate for just a second, but then a smile seemed to break across her face. “Sure…I guess so,” she replied. We looked at each other a little awkwardly. “Come here and lay down against this pillow,” I directed. As she walked up to me, I reached up and pulled down her pink shorts. Underneath them was a pair of pink bikini panties with little bears on them. “Do you like my new panties?” she asked. “Mom got them for me at the store last week.” The main thing that I noticed was that they were pulled up into her cunny, and a small moist spot was starting to appear. “Yeah, they’re cute,” I replied as I hooked my fingers into the waistband and pulled them down over her hips. Her bare cunny, with just a few thin blond hairs above the slit was already puffy. I helped her lay down on one of the blankets with her back propped up against a pillow. I maneuvered

juhi chawla birth date,Alan had just finished a hellish day, sometimes the income wasn’t worth the trouble. As an outside sales specialist in the medical instruments business he had to endure countless over inflated egos, doctors who thought themselves gods and even worse were the office managers. Usually a middle aged bitch of a woman who actually believed their bosses were god like. But today seemed to go on forever. Alan smiled inwardly, he knew tonight would make it all seem worth while. As he approached his neighborhood the stress of the day seemed to wash off him, he was smiling as he pulled into his garage. Alan had arranged for a special treat for himself for the night. He had met Kim at the local trade show. She had been hired by the company to dress up their both, a pretty woman always attracted a crowd, and if Kim were nothing else, she was pretty. They had flirted all morning and when it was time to take a break and have some lunch they found themselves in a dimly lighted restaurant. The conversation was the normal questions and answers you have when meeting someone, Alan was hardly able to pay attention to her words, he was totally distracted by her physical appearance. She was long legged, blonde, and had the most wonderful large breasts that stretched her tight knit blouse to the limits without it being obvious she didn’t wear a bra, and her skirt was long, slit to mid thigh. Her nipples seemed to grow right in front of him. But when to conversation turned to the inevitable topic of sex, Alan was shocked at Kim’s straight forward approach. It was almost to good to be true. As they spoke Kim was first to admit she had a hard time with meeting the right guy. Alan asked her what she wanted from a man and Kim slowly lowered her eyes and softly admitted she needed a very dominant man, one that was not impressed by her appearance but demanded her obedience! Alan started to get an erection! What a coincidence. Alan had been a Dominant most of his adult life, he had been introduced to the D/s lifestyle while in collage. And for years after that he had been leading this dual lifestyle, corporate person days and a budding sadist on his off hours.The conversation then took on a new direction, with Alan confessing that he had been lusting for her service all morning and if given the opportunity he would love to explore her submissive side. Did she understand what he meant? He had met many ladies over the years that had mistaken a need to be controlled for something altogether different. Alan decided to exercise his dominance now! He thought, lets find out if Kim is really the obedient woman she made herself out to be. Alan looked at Kim and with a little reservation said, “Kim, it seems that you and I are going to be friends, but as much as I would like to take you on your word I need to be reassured that you really understand what kind of relationship I insist on.” Kim looked up at Alan with what was almost an angelic look and softly asked, “What kind of reassurance can I give you, Sir?” ” Kim, I’d like you to go into the ladies room and remove your panties for me, bring them back and give them to me” She smiled as she stood up, but instead of leaving, she took the seat next to Alan, and as she sat she pulled her skirt up to her thighs and spread her legs. She smiled at him as she took his hand in hers and pulled it under the table, concealed by the table cloth and placed it firmly on her upper thighs. He could feel the soft silky skin of her thighs as his hand was directed higher into her crouch. He felt the heat of her on his hand and as she guided him to her freshly shaved pussy, he understood. Kim was not wearing any panties and her pussy was open to him. He could feel the wetness on his fingers as he slowly began to message her pussy. Alan was watching her face as he began to feel for her clit, she was beginning to breath quicker and louder, as he found her clit between his fingers he could feel it grow. Needless to say Alan was pleased, they made plans for the evening and hurriedly finished lunch, there was still the rest of the day at the expo. That was six months ago, Kim has been his toy ever since. She had not lied but in truth had not told it all, she was a sub, but even more she was quickly becoming his pet, his slave.Alan had given Kim the key to his house earlier and had instructed her to be prepared for him when he got home. Her preparation was simple, be naked on your knees at the garage houses entrance. She was a beautiful sight for him as he entered, on her knees, legs spread slightly, her head bowed eyes lowered. All the stress of the day now gone Alan walk over to his pet, pleased by her actions and lifted her head up he kissed her and helped he up to her feet. On the wall was a large hook, on the hook was her collar, he took the collar off and hung his keys. Kim was almost his height, and was pleased to accept the collar on her neck, he locked it with a small padlock. he then attached a short leather leash and guided her to his room.Kim was always astounded by the way she reacted to having a collar locked on her, her pussy started to lubricate as the collar was placed on her, by the time Alan locked it with the padlock Kim’ pussy was wet with the anticipation of the next few hours. She had arrived almost an hour ago, while she undressed and brushed her short blonde hair she felt the anticipation of another night with her master. Kim started to feel herself. Her pussy was already wet. She started to rub her clit, then she began to pinch and twist it. As she inserted her fingers in to her wet cunt her eyes started to glaze over. She wanted to cum but was fearful,, Alan had not told her to and she was worried he might be angry. She stopped and went about making herself ready for her master. The past six months had been a subs dream, a caring Dom, someone who understood her needs, a man that was strict and severe but always knew when to stop. He had certainly trained her, used her, abused her, even once or twice placed her in a position of degradation that humiliated her, but never more than she could stand for. Sometimes he crossed what she thought were her limits, but she allowed it to get that far never using her safe word, he seemed to know more of what she could take than she did about herself. The pain she could take easier than the humiliation, but it was her master’s wishes that drove her to accept whatever he wanted without a word, and a thank you when she was permitted to speak.Alan led her into the back bedroom, he had decorated it for his pleasure, heavy hooks in the ceiling a chair with no seat, that left her ass and cunt open for him as she was secured with leather thongs. Hanging on the walls were whips, crops, paddles, as well as leather cuffs and many different chains and cords. The long table was fitted with hooks as well. That was where she was led tonight, placed on her back tied securely to the table, legs spread, arms above her head. And tonight something new was added, a black scarf was tied around her head blinding her. Kim felt a new sense of excitement, Alan was very tender to her as he tied her and blindfolded her eyes, he fondled her breasts and started to pinch and twist her nipples, Kim was getting a charge in her pussy as her nipples turned red and the pain heightened her senses. A gag was put in her mouth, not the usual one, this one had a hollow tube that held her tongue down, the hole was large and the tube was 4 or 5 inches long. It started to gag her a little she fought off the urge to vomit. She knew that would not please the master. Now that she was secure, Alan began to explain to her that tonight was to special, as he spoke he placed a pair of nipples clamps on her already hard buds, and she could feel a chain running down her middle. Suddenly she felt the cold metal clamp on her clit, this made her moan, “God does that hurt” she thought. The chain attached to her clit clamp and to her nipples was tight, any movement and she felt the pain in her pussy and on her nipples increase. As he looked at her he felt a twinge of excitement. He moved on to her straddling her face. Her latest training had involved toilet training and Alan needed to piss. He inserted his cock into the hole of the gag, he could feel Kim’s body flinch her head moved slightly, in anticipation of what she knew was coming. And Alan relieved himself into her mouth down her throat filling her mouth. Kim was trying not to choke to gulp down Alan’s piss. She had come to like its somewhat bitter taste. And for whatever the reason the act of drinking her masters pee turned her on. Made he pussy wet, excited her and this was a good thing for it pleased the master.Alan was telling her what a good slave she had become, how her pleasure from pain excited him and how he wanted to share the excitement with some of his more Dominant friends. Kim began to feel afraid, she thought, “Alan has never before included anyone in our sessions.” And as he was talking to her they heard the door bell ring. Alan left the room to answer the door. When he returned there were many voices both male and female. She listened as Alan invited them to use her, he explained that Kim was a good slave and obedient pain slut and even on occasion has been used as a toilet. He went to the wall and removed a short whip and handed to his friend Ellen. Ellen was an imposing woman, a Domme, dressed in all black leather and a cruel smile. As Ellen approached the table she began to speak to Kim. She came close to the side of Kim face and began to quietly speak to her, her eyes took in the beautiful Kim. She walked to the end of the table to get a better look at her pussy, lying there open and wet, the aroma of her sex was strong. Ellen reached out and felt the folds of Kim cunt lips, they were wet and just a little puffed. Then suddenly with no warning Ellen brought the whip down hard the lash hitting Kim directly on her pussy.“Oh god,” thought Kim, “that really hurt”. Her muffled moan brought an even bigger smile to the face of her tormentor. The whip lashed out again and again, Kim started to squirm, to know avail, she was tied securely with very little play. As suddenly as the whipping started in stopped. But it had achieved its desired effect. Kim’s pussy was dripping juices on to her thighs and down onto the table. Ellen stood over her now and with her softest voice began to talk to Kim as she untied her legs and flipped her over on to her belly, her large tits pressed into the table the nipple clamps now pressing into her tits as well as there cruel hold on her nipples. This time she was tied with her legs bent to offer a better angle to her perfect round ass. Her pussy, wet and dripping, Ellen took advantage of the angle as she began to whip the offered ass to her. The red welts lined up and down her soft skin, a testament to the skill in which Ellen possessed. Ellen walked to the opposite wall where a very large strap on dildo was hanging. She quickly removed her leather pants and strapped on the dildo. Ellen pussy was dripping and the rest of the people in the room could sense her excitement. Ellen pointed to a tall man at the other end of the room, indicating him to come to her. His name was John and he an Ellen had a long history. John moved across the room, the bulge in his pants was enormous. John stood in front of this Domme with confidence. Her hands went to his waist and opened his pants pulling them down and revealing his hard cock. It was at least 8 inches long but the width was incredible, a full 4 inches thick. “John,” Ellen said, ” I want you to feed this young sub, give a meal fit for a queen” as she pointed to Kim’s mouth. John understood the request and smiled, he stepped to the head of the table and lifted his cock to Kim gagged face, he untied the blindfold and the gag, removed them, Kim felt a moments relief and the her eyes fixed on the massive cock there in front of her. Kim thought “Oh my god, that is the thickest cock I have ever seen”. And at that moment John started to feed his largesse into her mouth. Kim had to stretch her mouth open, it was the largest cock she had ever seen and wasn’t sure she could handle it, fear spread throughout her being as this enormous cock started to chock her, moving down her mouth into her throat. Her tongue was trying to lick it and wet it, she started to gag as John pushed the rest of his member into her face. Kim began to relax her throat and was starting to feel the pleasure of sucking this cock when John began to pull back and slowly began to fuck her face. He held her head with his hands and started a rhythm of slow and long strokes into her throat.Kim was amazing, John had rarely seen a more beautiful woman and he wanted to continue this, make it last, even from where he stood he could smell the sex of her cunt, what a great looking sub she was. And how fortunate he was to be here and use her!Kim had been concentrating her efforts on accepting this huge cock in her mouth when Ellen slowly started rubbing the dildo in the crack of her pussy, wetting the rubber and teasing Kim cunt. The nipple clips and clit clips were tugging at her as she was pushed from both ends now each small movement caused a flash of pain to all of her sensitive spots. Her cunt was seeping juices and she was very near to cumming. She was frightened by the thought, as she knew that if she came before she was told to Alan would be displeased and would really punish her. And then she felt the large head of the dildo push against her pussy, passing through her lips starting to penetrate her, she wanted to push back at it but the pain from the clamps stopped her. With a small amount of pressure the dildo started to penetrate her, deeper and deeper, her pussy was being stretched and her clit was in agony. All the while she was being fucked in the mouth, she could feel John balls slapping at her chin as he now quickened the pace and was really fucking her mouth now! And then with a sudden push the strap on was deep in her cunt. She didn’t see the whip in Ellen hand, but she heard the woosh as it can down on her back. The pain was sudden and unexpected, here she was being fucked at both ends her pussy being stretched and abused her mouth full of the biggest cock she has had to date and then to be whipped. The tears were welling in he eyes, when she felt the cock in her mouth start to throb, now pumping faster into her throat. And then she felt the eruption of Johns cum hit the back of her throat, trying to swallow this flood of cum, but not even close, the cum was leaking out of the corners of her mouth as she tried to swallow more. The whip cruelly attacking her back and the dildo quickly bring her to the most powerful orgasm she ever had. Her pussy was vibrating for the strength of her cumming and the dildo was continuing its assault of her cunt. John pulled his cock out her mouth and held it up to her lips, “clean me slut, lick my cock clean”. This was hard to concentrate on as her pussy was still contracting and she was cumming like a river. But she knew better than to disobey and began t lick to proffered cock.Ellen’s cunt was tingling, she new she had to have this blonde sub eat her, and her cum. She reached down and spread Kim ass cheeks as she continued to lean in and fuck the cunt of her friend’s slave. She saw Johns face and new he had filled her with his jism, Ellen was rubbing the cum and pussy juices into Kim ass now, she was beginning to play her fingers on her brown star of an ass hole. Ellen’s finger slipped into her ass now, so tight she thought. Now two fingers and soon her hole had relaxed. Ellen pulled the dildo out of Kim’s cunt and quickly lined it up to the now lubricated ass of this pleasing sub. With a hard push she impaled Kim, a moan escaped Kim lips as she felt the dildo violate her ass. Kim felt like she was being split in two. Alan was watching intently, he had undressed while his prize was being used. His cock was hard as a rock as he began to stroke himself. When Kim began to moan as her ass was being fucked it was almost more than he could stand. He approached the slave, he began to put his cock into Kim mouth. She looked up at Alan, her eyes were asking him why? Why was he allowing these strangers to use her, what had she done to warrant this abuse? Her eyes pleading to him. The truth was Alan simply was returning the favor, it was not complicated. Over the years each of the people he had invited tonight had shared a similar experience with Alan. They had for whatever reason invited him to participate in a group to use or abuse their subs. Alan pulled his cock out of her mouth, softly spoke to Kim.“You have been a good sub, accepting all I have given you, pain and pleasure. Tonight it will be your night, you will have your limits tested. But when it is all over and done, you will still be my love, my pet and we will have entered into an even higher level of understanding. Do this for me, enjoy the pain revel in the sexual pleasures, endure the degrading and the humiliation knowing that it pleases me, that it is what I want”. Kim saw that this was truly what Alan her love her master wanted and she was happy she would be the best most obedient slave to the end. She opened her mouth and hungrily took his cock, sucked hard on his cock making him cum in her mouth as she greedily tried to swallow all his jism.All the while her ass was being fucked, her cunt was tingling into the center of her being. Kim knew she was about to explode and as she felt the dildo come out of her ass she did explode. She had heard of woman that squirted their cum like a man but this was the first time she has done this, it was the most powerful orgasm she has ever experienced. And it was not unnoticed. Ellen moved to her face lifted her chin to allow Kim to look directly into her pussy, “make me cum now slut, eat me bitch, lick me and make me cum”. Ellen moved closer and pushed her pussy into Kim face. Kim tongue reached out to lick Ellen’s clit, she had never seen such a large clit. Ellen reached over Kim back and began a gentle spanking on her ass as Kim licked and tongued her pussy. Kim sucked on her clit her tongue flicking the sensitive top. Faster and faster now sucking it into her mouth she could feel the juices flowing soaking her face and then Ellen tensed and began to cum, flowing her thick juices, Kim tried to eat it all to swallow each and every drop. But then something else hit her mouth, as Ellen’s cum was flowing so to did her urine. Kim could only open her mouth and gulp as the acrid yellow pee flowed, the piss was filling her mouth she couldn’t keep up and the pee started to run down her mouth onto the table soaking Kim’s chest. When finished Ellen offered her cunt to Kim and ordered her to clean her with her tongue. Kim did as she was told and licked and sucked her pussy till it was cleaned of all the pee and cum.As soon as Kim had completed he task she felt the binding being taken off, she was helped to her feet, and that was when she saw the rest of the group. There were two other men standing near the opposite wall. Alan introduced her to all of his company, he motioned at Ellen and John, he introduced them as a married couple, explaining that while John would be included in the domination of her tonight his normal role was as a sub to his Domme wife and that the two other men Mike, the taller dark hair man was an old friend and that she already knew Ron. He had been over to the house several times. Never when Kim was being used but he and Alan had openly discussed Kim’s place in Alan’s life and household. Kim had secretly wondered if Ron was as large in the cock as he looked. Ron always wore a pair on very tight jeans and his cock bulged to show an out line that always attracted Kim attention.Kim had her answer, Ron cock was at least 10 inches long, not nearly as thick as the monster between John’s legs but it’s width was just fine 2 or more inches around. Kim found herself hoping to feel the long cock of Ron’s in her pussy. As Kim was standing there for all to watch, her face and body still wet from Ellen’s pee, Ron motioned for her to approach him. She looked to Alan for permission, Alan smiled and nodded his head as he spoke to her. “Kim, I want you to obey any and all of the directions or demands made on you tonight by all of my guests”. With that said Kim lowered her head and eyes and moved toward Ron.Ron was already hard and had thought about using Kim for the last several months, ever since the first time he had seen her at Alan’s house. He had her kneel before him. He reached down and removed the clamps on her tits and clit. Had her spread her legs a little wider so he could see into her cunt. It was still wet and glistened. Slowly he looked at the wall behind him and then reached out for a long black riding crop. He then took Kim by the hand guiding her to the bed in the corner of the room. Kim was now flat on her back legs spread and just a touch of fear in her eyes. Of all the instruments a pain she had felt the crop still hurt her the most. Kim had on several occasions been close to her safe word when Alan had used the crop on her. Ron was standing over her, he began to tell her how luscious her tits looked to him and how he was going to enjoy her, when he began to gently crop her nipples. With each stroke he increased the strength of the crop. By the time he had hit her 6 or 7 times he was leaving red welts on her tits and her nipples were still darkening. Kim was now in real pain, and she was feeling the cropping to her toes, she was feeling her clit twitch as the pain enveloped her. She was entering into that place were her pain dulled and the pleasure won out. Ron reached down and took a nipple into his fingers, squeezing it hard then the other, Kim was now past the pain and looking for a release.Ron turned his attention to her wet pussy, he snapped the crop on her engorged clit, the shock of the pain brought Kim back to reality. Again and again Ron cropped her now sore clit. Then as suddenly as he had started he stopped. “Kim” he said in a voice barely above a whisper, “lift your legs bend them back push your hips out for me,” and Kim obeyed, giving Ron an open and exposed pussy to do as he wanted to. With that done Ron began cropping her cunt in earnest, with each stroke Kim grimaced and sucked in a deep breath. Her cunt was beyond pain now she began to scream with each stroke, “Yes, beat me!, Please, more, oh god it hurts so good”!With that kind of encouragement Ron really leaned into in now, alternating strokes to her open pussy and her bright red clit. He stopped after about 10 more strokes and reached down and slapped her pussy with his hand, the slap was hard and the stinging in her cunt took her over the edge, Kim began to orgasm, her body shook and the cum was running out of her pussy onto her thighs and the mattress. This was what Ron had wanted, he grabbed Kim legs and placed them over his shoulder and pushed his hard 10 inches into Kim still quivering cunt. Her assaulted her pussy with fast and deep stokes, he could feel the head of his dick tap at the top walls of Kim cunt. When he felt his balls begin to send his cum to his cock he pulled out of her cunt and with no preparation or lubrication other that her own juices, he stabbed his cock into her ass hole. The tightness increased the pressure in his balls and he began to ejaculate into her ass. All the while Kim was screaming, the assault on her ass produced the most delicious pain, causing her to begin a spasm of orgasms, and when she felt Ron’s hot cum being pumped into her ass she nearly passed out from the orgasms her body was giving her.Mike in the mean time saw the incredible scene Ron had just initiated and could not control his desire any longer. He stepped to the bed and watched as Ron cock exited Kim ass. He straddled her body and offered his cock to Kim, who greedily took it in her mouth and began to suck and lick it like it was her meaning in life. Kim had never before be used like this and to her surprise she loved it. Mike had a surprise for Kim. While his cock was firmly down her throat he began to pee. To Kim surprise she was able to gulp all the piss down, Mike was slowly releasing him stream and Kim was drinking it like it was fine wine. When he was drained he pulled his cock out of her mouth smiling he moved down her body and leaned into her chest. Mike grabbed her tits and pressed them together, as he did that he pushed his cock in-between. Mike was fucking her tits and pinching and twisting her nipples Kim was trying to stretch her tongue out to lick the head of his cock as it neared her mouth on each stroke. All this was becoming too much for Mike and he exploded his cum in large spurts, some hitting Kim face, most on her tits. Kim hungrily tried to get Mike’s cum into her mouth.Mike then turned his body around and started to lick and kiss Kim belly and down to her clit. When he found her engorged and sensitive clit exposed he began to lightly bite and suck her. This made Kim pussy again begin to twitch and she could feel another orgasm building in her. Mike started to finger her ass as his mouth and tongue bit and sucked on her cunt and clit. Now two fingers were in her ass as she humped her cunt into Mike’s mouth. Mike then started to insert the third finger and then a fourth. Kim ass was on fire as her cunt was being used. Finally she understood and began to panic, she knew! Mike was about to fist her ass, something she had never done before, but Kim was so hot, eager to please and so near her own orgasm she didn’t fight it, no, instead she encouraged him. “Fist my ass for me, come on Mike, fill me with your hand”. As she was saying that and more her orgasm hit her and just as she began to cum, Mike bit down hard on her clit and pushed his thumb and then his whole hand into Kim ass. Kim screamed, the pain was indescribable, easily over coming the intense orgasm, he ass was split she was sure her ass hole had been torn open. And Mike continued to fist her, Kim screams just made it more exciting. Soon he removed his hand, the intense pain was even more when he pulled his hand out of Kim ass. But what was next for Kim was the ultimate humiliation for Mike turned and presented his shit covered hand to Kim mouth and ordered her to lick it clean. Kim could taste her own shit, at first it gagged her, but as she continued she could taste the cum and her own juices as well and she began to like it. She cleaned Mike’s hand and fingers and smiled up at this man. The night continued for several more hours. Pain and pleasure. It was and will always be a night to remember.Alan carried his woman, his pet, his slave, to his bed and slowly and gently washed and stroked her as she drifted in and out of sleep. Kim had done well, no better than that she was a prize and Alan would keep her and love her, his slave forever.

My daddy pees on me and I like it. Sometimes I even beg him to whip out his big dick…

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My nineteen year old cousin DJ had been coming to spend two weeks with me during the summer ever since… Part 1 – An Acquired Taste “So, honey, what did ya get me for my birthday this year?” Smiling, my…

Another year, another Wimbledon, another semi-final … another match point. Tina had heard it said that history repeats itself, but this was surely pushing it. How could she have been so stupid…? She knew exactly how, of course. Ever since that fateful day this time last year, women’s tennis had changed beyond recognition. The photos in the next day’s papers had won her immediate condemnation from a bunch of people she did not care about, while also earning immediate super-celebrity status as one of the world’s leading sex symbols. The fact that she had ended up losing the match made no difference at all. The job offers came rolling in, though she politely declined all requests that she pose nude for men’s magazines, and her bank balance grew and grew…This fact was not lost on her fellow tennis starlets. At last year’s US Open, a succession of tiny microskirts made their way out on to the courts, and soon Tina found herself facing stiff competition. One girl, in particular, seemed to have hardly any inhibitions at all – her name was Laura Lessing and she had won the hearts and loins of millions of male admirers across the globe. She had first made news by wearing bright red French-cut panties under her short skirt, and though she received reprimands from numerous umpires she continued to wear similar underwear in tournament after tournament. Her skirts were generally not excessively minuscule, but they were made of such a light material that they flew up around her waist at the slightest breeze, and she was not quick to cover her modesty. She obviously adored the limelight.As did Tina, who found herself driven to further exhibitionistic acts on the court just so she could keep herself in the media spotlight. In the French Open, she had worn a skirt that only barely covered her buttocks, with lacy panties beneath. The skirt was made of a stiff material that would neither fly up nor ride up, but whenever she bent over she knew she was showing her panties to the crowds and the cameras.Her fan sites doubled in number, then trebled. Fan mail poured in, as did the contracts, and she carefully ignored the vicious backlash from conservative groups. The people she had intended to thrill were thrilled.For this year’s Wimbledon, she had prepared well. The stretchy skirt idea had been a good one, but it had been flawed. Now, however, she had ironed out the problems. A skirt had been designed and made for her specially – one that would ride up as she moved, but not too quickly. Unlike her night-club skirt of the previous year, this one would not end up around her waist. Indeed, even after the longest, most vigorous points, it would uncover no more than a centimetre of the lower curves of her buttocks. Thus she could be sexy, but safe in the knowledge that she was in control.The dress code for this Wimbledon had been re-written. With new money pouring into the game, big name sponsors had put pressure on the rules committee to allow the female players a little flexibility. In short, the players could wear skirts of any length as long as they covered the buttocks while the player was at rest and standing straight, and the underwear rules had been relaxed to permit any kind of underwear except thongs and g-strings. There had been fierce opposition to these changes, and a few resignations had occurred. But the changes had stuck.So, on the first day of the Wimbledon fortnight, Tina had strode on to the court wearing a semi-stretchy white miniskirt that covered her buttocks with almost an inch to spare, with a pair of pale blue French-cut panties underneath. The outfit had gone down a storm. Every day for the last week and a half, she had graced several pages of each and every tabloid in the country. She practically received a standing ovation every time she walked out on to the court.And today she faced Laura Lessing. Laura had received a similarly rapturous welcome on her first day, as she appeared on court wearing not only her trademark ‘flying’ skirt, but also a tight tank top through which the outline of her bra was clearly visible. The tabloids contained nearly as many photos of Laura as they did of Tina. In fact, over the last couple of days Tina had been incensed to discover herself almost marginalised by full-page spreads of Laura’s latest gimmick – a pair of French-cut panties that had been judiciously altered to turn them almost, but not quite, into a thong. And the committee did not object! This angered Tina. Laura was flouting the new rules and getting away with it!So last night, Tina had decided she was not going to be outdone in her own match. She had summoned her tailor (she never went anywhere without him these days), and given him the job of ‘editing’ her own panties. She showed him the picture of Laura’s bottom adorning the front page of The Quasar. “I want you to make mine even skimpier than that,” she said, “while still not being a thong.”Gerard’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “That … will be tricky,” he remarked. “But I’ll give it a try.”And so he had. The following morning, Tina was impressed with the result.“That will surely slip between my buttocks,” she observed critically.“It will, after a short while,” agreed Gerard. “But it’s not a thong – not quite. And I’m sure you’ll get a kick out of pulling it out of your arse every few points in front of the cameras.”Tina considered this, and a smile came to her lips. “Yes…” she said.“That will be fun.”But Martin, her manager, was outraged when he saw the garment. “You cannot wear that!” he exclaimed. “It’s hardly any bigger than the thong you wore last year! And just remember – you almost got banned from Wimbledon on account of that little stunt.”“It wasn’t a stunt!” objected Tina. “But that’s academic anyway. They’ve relaxed the rules since then, as well you know.”“But there are still rules,” Martin insisted. “And one of them is that thongs aren’t allowed.”“This isn’t a thong,” said Tina.“It virtually is. And when it’s bunched up between your butt cheeks, who’s going to know the difference?”“Who indeed?” Tina smiled wryly. “But I can easily prove to them that it isn’t.”Martin frowned, then turned on his heel and walked away.“He’ll get over it,” Gerard told her. “Now, about this top…”“Oh yes! Do you have it?”“It’s in your bag,” said the tailor. “Check it out – I think you’ll like it.”Tina hurried through to her room and placed the almost-thong on her bed next to her equipment bag. Opening the bag, she smiled as she spotted a white cut-off t-shirt folded neatly on the top. She smiled to herself.This was her latest gambit – exposure of the midriff. She pulled it out and held it up, giggling naughtily. Then she pulled out the miniskirt and sighed happily as she imagined the whole combination. This was going to be a good day. Finally she went through the rest of the equipment in the bag, making sure it was all present. She was not going to make the same mistake she had made this time last year!Placing her racquets in the bag first, she re-packed everything, leaving her clothing until last. She hesitated for a moment, then resisted the temptation to try the clothes on before packing them, too. She laid the panties and the skirt side by side on top of her track suit, then placed the t-shirt on top.“Tina?”She turned around at the sound of her manager’s voice. “Yes Martin?”“Waldo’s here – he wants to talk to you about tonight’s do.”Tina frowned. “Couldn’t he have phoned?”“He was in the hotel,” explained Martin. “Thought he’d ‘just drop by’ or something.”“Okay, I’m coming.” Tina stood up and went out to meet her agent.Waldo was a tall man with a thick crop of wild grey hair that always looked as if he’d been out in a strong wind. He had a habit of finishing every other sentence with “don’t you know” and his eyebrows bobbed up and down as he talked. Tina found him rather intimidating, but he was the best agent she’d had.“Ahem, well Tina, good morning and how do you do,” he pronounced sternly.“I’ve been chewing the old fat with the blokes at the press office and they happened to bring up the subject of interviews, don’t you know. So I thought to myself, as I am wont to do, ‘now here if I am not greatly mistaken is an opportunity old boy’ and …”Tina only half-listened, fascinated by his eyebrows, as Waldo trundled on through a terribly one-sided conversation at the end of which he paused, awaiting her response. She shook herself. “Ah, whatever you think is best, Waldo,” she said. “I trust your judgment.”“Most gratifying I am sure, well I’ll be tootling off now if you’ll pardon my flying visit – oh and I have another advertising contract I need to discuss with you, but it can wait until tonight, what? Or even tomorrow don’t you know. Toodle-pip.” And with that he swept out of the room.“We should be leaving,” said Martin, coming back into the room. “Are you ready?”“Sure,” said Tina. “Let me grab my bag.”She walked back into her bedroom and reached down to zip up her bag. Then she stopped. Something was not quite right. Her eyes narrowing, she slid her hand down the side of the bag and pulled out a white object that she had just glimpsed the corner of. It was a pair of conservative white panties.Annoyed, she flung them on to the floor. “Thought you’d try to convince me of the error of my ways, did you Martin?” she muttered.She said nothing to Martin as they left the hotel, and only in the car did she finally break her silence. “Honestly Martin,” she reprimanded him.“Sometimes you act just like my mother.”“Huh?” Martin looked puzzled.“The panties?”“Oh.” Martin flushed and responded defensively, “Well I’m sorry, but there are limits, you know.”“Just forget it,” said Tina.In the Centre Court changing rooms she met up with her arch-rival, and today’s opponent, Laura Lessing. “Hi,” said Tina rather coldly.“Hi Tina!” Laura gushed. “Wow, I’m so happy to be playing against you at last! You are my absolute hero, you know.”Tina was utterly disarmed, and found herself rather flustered. “Well, I…” she began. “Thank you! That’s nice of you to say so.”“I think it’s great what you’ve done for women’s tennis,” continued Laura.“You’ve possibly seen my, um … tributes … to your groundbreaking stunt last year…”“It wasn’t…” Tina began, before changing her mind. “Well, I guess I always figured you were trying to outdo me,” she said. “You must admit you’ve become rather popular yourself…”“I know!” Laura’s eyes were like saucers, as if she could barely comprehend the idea. “Isn’t it amazing? I mean, I’m nowhere near as pretty as you – I’m just overwhelmed at the attention I’ve got.”Tina chuckled. “Have you ever thought of, you know, toning it down a little?”Laura looked surprised. “Why, no,” she said. “Have you?” But she did not wait for a response before continuing in a conspiratorial whisper, “I just love to go a little further each time, you see. I know sooner or later I’ll get into trouble, but isn’t it amazing what they’ll let you get away with this year?”“Yes, it is,” agreed Tina. She sighed and began to undress. “Guess we’d better get into our skimpy outfits then.”Laura giggled. “Ooh yes,” she said.Tina pulled her t-shirt and skirt out of her bag, then stared into her bag in horror. Her heart plummeted into her shoes. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed.“What is it?” asked Laura in alarm.“My panties! They’re not here!”“What? Are you sure?”Tina suddenly realised with a shock that Martin had not only placed a conservative pair of panties in her bag, he had removed the other pair at the same time! “I don’t believe it!” she said. “My manager’s taken them out!”“Can’t you wear what you’re wearing now?” inquired Laura. “As I understand it, that’s what you did last year.”“I’m not wearing underwear,” hissed Tina sharply.“Ah,” said Laura. “Oops.”“Hey, are you wearing panties?” asked Tina on a sudden thought.“Yes but…”“Great! Can I wear them?”“No! I’m wearing the ones I’ll be wearing on the court!”“Oh.” Tina was crestfallen. “Good grief, what a fix.”“What skirt have you got?” inquired Laura.Tina showed her.Laura nodded. “Ah yes, I know that one. It doesn’t ride up much, does it?”“Not much,” conceded Tina. “But enough, probably.”“Maybe not, if you’re careful. And won’t it be awesome? Think of it – the first woman to play tennis at a Grand Slam tournament without panties!” Tina groaned. “I suppose it’s possible I might get away with it,” she said. “But I’ll be giving you the advantage.”Laura waved her hand dismissively. “Nonsense,” she said airily. “You’re the better player – you’ll have no problems.”Tina stared at Laura, perplexed. “What kind of pep-talk do you give yourself?” she inquired. “Are you expecting to lose?”“I don’t mind.” Laura shrugged. “I’m just out to play my best and have a good time. I don’t have any illusions.”Tina shook her head in great puzzlement, then sighed as she considered her position. Eventually she decided to bite the bullet, and changed into her miniskirt, sports bra and cut-off t-shirt. The latter item caught her by surprise – it was far tighter than she had imagined.Laura whistled. “Wow, sexy!” Tina chuckled. The top really was tight – it clung to every curve of her breasts and the bra beneath made highly visible ridges in its fabric. She decided she rather liked the effect.But then she noticed what Laura was wearing. She gasped. “Oh my goodness!” Laura had really pulled out all the stops, knowing she was up against the woman who had started the whole revolution in women’s tennis wear. Her light skirt had been drastically reduced in length – it barely covered her buttocks – and she was wearing a tight lycra crop-top that made Tina’s t-shirt seem almost conservative. “How do I look?” she asked.“You look … naked!” exclaimed Tina.Laura giggled. “Why thank you!” she said.The two girls donned their track suits and walked out to meet the crowd, to whistles and cheers and great applause. They lapped it up. Then Martin arrived.“Where have you been?” Tina hissed.“Getting a drink,” he said. “What’s up?”“What’s up??” Tina fought to control her anger. “Martin you idiot, I didn’t realise you’d taken my panties out of my bag!”“Huh?”“Those ones you put in there – I threw them away! Now I have nothing!” Martin gasped in shock. “Oh … my … God,” he managed at last.“Tell me about it. Now do you think you can go and get me some?”“Well, I’ll try,” he said, “but you know what the traffic’s like. Remember the last time?”“You don’t need to go all the way back to the hotel,” she told him. “Just find a clothes shop.”Martin nodded. “Okay,” he said, and hurried off.The sky was overcast as the two girls took off their track suits to rapturous applause. Cameras snapped in their hundreds. Tina had stomach butterflies as she began her warm up with a few serves from the right-hand side of the court. But her skirt stayed put (pretty much), and she made sure its hem stayed well below her buttocks. The breeze on her naked pussy made her feel terribly uneasy, but she forced herself not to think about it, and tried to concentrate on serving well.Meanwhile, Laura was getting all the attention. She was leaping high in every serve, her skirt flying up to reveal a pair of white silk panties that were almost as small as the ones Tina had been planning to wear. And they looked as if they were several sizes too small. Already the material at the back was creeping between her buttocks, and she made no attempt to rectify the situation. And she took her time about bending over (with straight legs) to pick up balls from the grass.Tina was a little relieved not to have all the cameras scrutinising her, but also rather annoyed that the crowd was watching Laura and not her.Nevertheless, she did not dare to let her skirt ride any higher than it was doing already, so she forced herself to ignore her opponent’s exhibitionistic antics and the crowd’s response.The match began. As expected, Tina’s skirt did not ride up much, and she began to relax a little. She was careful not to allow any point to go on for too long (sometimes this meant giving Laura the occasional point, but she could afford them), and gradually she began to feel that she was, after all, in control. After four games, the score was 3:1, and Tina was about to serve in the fifth when it began to rain.It was just a light drizzle, but after only a couple of points the grass was beginning to get slippery, and after a meaningful glance from Tina, the umpire ordered the covers to be brought out. Tina was relieved – it would buy her some time before Martin got back.But the covers were not on for long. Five minutes later the rain had ceased, and the players were cleared to resume the game. This they did, but this time Laura had the advantage. The damp grass caused them both to slip on several occasions, but whereas Laura took this in her stride, relishing the opportunity to flash her panties yet again, Tina could not afford to let her skirt ride up at all. So she played it safe, taking only small steps, while Laura capitalised on the opportunity to break serve for the first time.The drizzle began again in the next game, but stopped after only a couple of minutes. Tina was by now getting rather frustrated. She lost to Laura’s serve, then lost her own serve after that. Things were not going well. On the positive side, the rain was causing her t-shirt to cling even tighter to her chest, and the material was even easier to see through now that it was damp.Laura could not help but notice this as she came all the way up to the net to slam home a winning cross-court volley. She realised that her own crop top was not the type of garment to turn transparent in the rain, and she wished she had thought to wear a thin t-shirt like Tina’s. But perhaps there was something else she could do…At the beginning of the ninth game, with the score at 5:3 (to Laura), Tina bounced a ball in front of her, glancing occasionally at her opponent. She watched as Laura hopped from one foot to the other, bouncing on the spot, and then frowned. Laura seemed a little more … bouncy? than usual.And then she realised the startling truth: that her opponent had taken off her bra! Laura’s crop top was now bouncing under the influence of a pair of decidedly unfettered breasts (and Laura’s chest was fairly large for a tennis player).“Two can play at that game,” thought Tina to herself, and she clenched her teeth in a new resolve.Determined to pull herself back into the match, Tina began to take a few more risks. She managed to win her serve, but then had a nasty fright in Laura’s service game. While running at full-stretch to intercept an attempted pass, she slipped and abruptly did the splits (almost) on the damp grass. She squealed in horror and immediately closed her legs, pulling her skirt down to cover her neatly-trimmed pubic hair.There were one or two puzzled stares from the crowd, but the glimpse had been too brief for them to be sure about what they had seen. Tina could almost hear their comments: “Did you just see what I saw? Well, I’m not sure… it looked like she’s not wearing panties… Of course, I could be wrong…”She got to her feet, somewhat rattled, and returned to the baseline. The next couple of points went badly, and soon she found herself facing the wrong end of a set point. Biting her lip in anxiety, she was almost wrong-footed as the ball came hurtling down the court to her right-hand side. She launched herself towards it.Her foot slipped, and shot backwards. She sank to the floor as the ball whipped past her unmet. Her skirt had ridden up again and she hastily pulled it down as she got to her feet. Again, the whispers…“Game and first set to Miss Lessing,” announced the umpire.Tina sighed unhappily and prepared to serve. The lack of a bra certainly had not severely handicapped her opponent’s game. In fact, she seemed to have acquired a new confidence and was making very few errors. Still, her serve was not strong and could be beaten.By serving well, and taking some judicious risks, Tina succeeded in winning her service game. Smiling to herself as she sat down, she decided to up the stakes in the battle for the press’s attention. As surreptitiously as she could, she unclasped her bra and slipped it off, pulling it out through the left arm-hole of her t-shirt and dropping it into her bag. Immediately the damp t-shirt clung to her bare breasts, and with an involuntary shiver she realised she could just make out her nipples through the thin material. She was sure that the press cameras would also be able to see them.Without bra or panties, she walked out on to the court in just a cut-off t-shirt and a microskirt. Feeling naked and vulnerable but also rather aroused, she winked at Laura before her opponent served. The sensation of playing with no restraints on her breasts, however, was too unfamiliar and her return went wide. Laura’s next serve she pounded back into the net.Cursing to herself, she prepared to try again. She was annoyed with herself for having so much difficulty playing without a bra, when Laura seemed to be managing just fine.‘She probably practices without a bra all the time,’ she thought to herself suddenly. ‘Oh heck, what have I let myself in for?’ She lost that game, and then her own service game. Now 2:1 down, she watched as Laura prepared to serve once again. Her nineteen-year-old opponent’s crop top seemed a little skimpier somehow, and Tina frowned.What had the dratted girl done now? A brief rendezvous at the net in the next point answered her question.Laura had folded over part of her top, so that not only was it now more revealing, but it was also serving to keep her breasts in place more effectively. This was a clever plan, but it was risky – too much bouncing and Laura’s breasts would pop out from underneath the crop top. No doubt that added to the girl’s thrill.The drizzle began again, but not before Tina had broken serve, and then held on to her own serve, to bring the score to 3:2. As the two girls sat down in their respective places, the umpire leaned over to speak to Tina.“Miss Hathaway?” he said.Tina looked up guiltily. She folded her arms across her chest, convinced he was going to reprimand her for removing her bra. But she was mistaken.“How’s the court?” he asked. “I’m considering abandoning play, but it’s up to you two. Miss Lessing is happy to continue, so it’s your decision.”Tina thought for a moment. Martin was not back yet, but he surely would be soon. And she was beginning to play better now. Finally she was back in the lead, and she was becoming confident she could stay ahead until the end of this set. Furthermore, she was enjoying the way the drizzle was making her t-shirt more see-through every minute. “I’m okay for the moment,” she said. “It’s not that bad out there.”“Very well,” said the umpire, nodding.Tina took a swig from her water bottle, then got up and returned to the court.Two lost games later, she was regretting her decision. The drizzle had stopped, but the ground was still rather wet and slippery. She no longer felt she had an excuse for requesting that play be abandoned, and her t-shirt was not getting any more transparent. Facing what could possibly be her penultimate game of this tournament, she decided to go all out in her efforts to win the publicity battle. If she could not win the match, at least she could still steal the next day’s headlines from that upstart Laura.Carefully and deliberately, she poured the remaining contents of her water bottle over her chest, making sure she covered both breasts equally. The material quickly turned almost completely transparent, and despite herself she gasped at the sight of her breasts staring back at her. The wet t-shirt clung tightly to every contour and concealed nothing.Holding her head high (while trying not to meet anyone’s gaze), she marched out on to the court once again. Laura did the same, but then her jaw dropped as she saw Tina’s transformation. Tina saw her giggle and then hold up a thumb in admiring support.“Miss Hathaway…” came the umpire’s voice over the loudspeaker.Tina trotted over to speak to him.The umpire leaned over and said, “Enough is enough, Miss Hathaway. This is not a wet t-shirt contest, it is a tennis match. The new rules regarding the dress code are there to encourage freedom of expression, not indecent behaviour. Do you have another shirt?”“I’m afraid not,” confessed Tina.The umpire sighed. “And where is your bra?”“It broke,” Tina lied.“All right, but one more lewd act on your part and I will disqualify you and ban you from the tournament. The whole tone of this event has dropped through the floor, and I’m damned if I’m going to take it any more.”Tina nodded. “I understand.” Rather subdued, she returned to the court.The game went badly. Tina found her t-shirt highly distracting, and with every bounce it rode higher and higher and threatened to expose her breasts to the world. Soon it was revealing as much flesh as Laura’s crop top.Nevertheless, she liked the effect and did not attempt to replace it, until she heard a warning cough from the umpire. She hastily pulled it down.She lost that game, and prepared to serve to stay in the match. She served well, but a good return surprised her and she failed to clear the net with her follow-up shot. Then she noticed that her vigorous serve had resulted in her t-shirt being hoisted up high on her chest. Only a half-inch of material extended below the lower curve of her breasts. Rather reluctantly, she pulled the t-shirt down.The next few serves had similar effects, but a longer point almost resulted in her breasts popping free of the t-shirt entirely. She won two points, but also lost two.So now she was at match point, again, and this time her predicament was even worse. What could she do? If she preserved her modesty and lost, was that any better than going all out and perhaps being banned from the rest of the tournament? Probably not.She served, and at once felt her t-shirt climb up again. But she ignored it and concentrated on trying to predict where Laura’s return would end up.It was short – that was good. Tina raced forward and whipped the ball over to the far corner. But Laura, realising the danger, was already almost there. She hammered it back down the line, and Tina had to lunge to reach it. She made it, just, and the ball bounced high off her racquet – a mis-hit.Laura was quick to take advantage, her chest bouncing as she ran around the back of the ball. She attempted to fire it down the right-hand line, but Tina caught it at the net with a drop volley. However, it bounced harder off her racquet than she had intended, leaving Laura with an easy opportunity for a lob. Tina raced backwards, only to find to her horror that Laura was not going for the lob at all. She was responding with a drop shot of her own.Tina sprinted forwards, just reaching the ball in time. But as she dug her feet in to brake herself, they slid on the wet grass, shooting right under the net. Tina yelped as she fell to the ground and slid forwards on her back. Her skirt, caught by the net as she passed beneath it, was yanked up to her waist. Her t-shirt was pulled up by sheer friction, both on the ground and on the bottom of the net, until it was wrapped around her neck.At this point Tina came to an abrupt halt, with her head on one side of the net and her rather unclothed body on the other.The crowd fell into a stunned silence, then erupted in a cacophony of wolf-whistles, cheers and thunderous applause. The umpire’s announcement of “Game, set and match to Miss Lessing” went completely unheard. Laura, meanwhile, walked over to where Tina was lying with her pussy and breasts fully exposed to the crowd and to the world’s photographers. She looked down at Tina and smiled.“You win,” she said.THE END

Brian was 18. He was a complete loser at school and he was fairly overweight. He was a pretty disgusting little kid; he always wore sweat pants and briefs that were way to tight. The only reason why anyone knew who he was, was because of his hot 19-year-old sister, Stacy. Stacy was about 5′ 6″ and had shoulder length dirty-blonde hair and an incredible figure. She was hot as shit, and unknown to her, her little brother was among the countless hordes of boys who jacked off to her. But Brian was better off; he had front row seats every day.Brian’s room was directly above Stacy’s. He had cut a very small hole in the ceiling one day when no one was home. So whenever Stacy came home and was in her room, he could watch her from above. It wasn’t a surprise he didn’t make an effort to have friends considering all the entertainment he already had.It was about 5 pm, and Brian was all set up to watch Stacy change when she went in to her room. He saw Stacy walk in and close the door. She was wearing her Catholic School outfit: a button down shirt and plaid mini skirt. He loved that outfit. She put her bag down and stretched for a moment. Then she began unbuttoning the shirt. “YES!” whispered Brian. It looked like this was going to be a good show. She undid each button, first exposing her cleavage, then showing her entire upper body, except what was covered by her bra. Her tits bounced up and down when she threw her shirt onto her bed. All that glorious cleavage, Brian decided this would be a good time to take out his dick. “Oh yeah,” he said quietly as he began stroking it.Stacy then reached down to her skirt. She began to pull down on it, but since it was a little tight she had to wiggle to get out of it. This made her breasts juggle more, and it showed off her great hips. All she was wearing now were her bra and panties. Brian started to stroke harder. “Change your bra, c’mon sis!” he said. It must have been a little too loud, because Stacy looked up for a moment, and then looked around. Brian held his breath, and fortunately she ended up ignoring what she had heard.She reached to the clasp of her bra and undid it. “Thank you!” Brian quietly said. Her two firm, round tits popped out one at a time. They were gorgeous. Stacy decided that since she was tired that she would relax like this for a while. She lay down on the bed, which was directly under Brian’s hole. “This is too good!” thought Brian. She began to stretch a little on the bed, and her firm tits thrust upward as she arched her back, trying to crack it. She tried several times, each time more drastic then the one before. By the fourth time, Brian couldn’t take anymore, and he shot his load all over the place. “Ah….” he sighed.Brian wasn’t very careful when he came though. Some of the semen had gone right into the side of the hole. It slowly moved downwards. Stacy felt a drip on her face. “ACK!” she thought. “What was that?” Another, larger drop fell on her face, and she sat up. Just as she did, a third drop fell on her tit. “What the fuck?” she said. She smelled and then tasted it, and realized what it was. “Holy shit!” then she saw the hole. She put on her a loose tank top and short shorts and went upstairs.Brian didn’t even notice any of this, and just remained lying on the floor, mesmerized by the experience. Stacy burst into his room. “AWWWW GOD! THAT’S DISGUSTING!” she said.“Oh no!” said Brian.Stacy slammed the door shut and walked up to him. “You were jacking off while watching me!? YOU’RE MY BROTHER! I’M GONNA MAKE SURE MOM AND DAD SEND YOU TO A SHRINK!” she said.“I don’t think so,” said Brian “You see Stacy, I have the upper hand here. I have my computer set up to send out an email with a video of you masturbating on it to every student and teacher in both of our schools. Every day, if I don’t push the cancel button, it will get sent. If you tell mom and dad, everyone in the town is gonna have seen you having fun with yourself!”Stacy could only think of one thing to do to make sure that Brian wouldn’t send out the movie. However, it almost brought tears to her eyes thinking about it. “C’mon bro…” she said “that’s not necessary…” Then she began to feel his new hard-on through his sweats.Brian moaned and said, “MMMM Maybeeee your right sis…”She began rubbing more. Her hand went up and down over his erection. The soft cloth made of the sweats made it feel even better for Brian too. Soon, Brian had stained his sweats. “Well now that that’s settled…” said Stacy as she was about to leave.“WAIT SIS!” said Brian “I want what you did to Herman Macintre!”Stacy was mortified. How had her brother heard about that? She had given Herman a blow job behind the school once, and a couple kids heard about it and spread some rumors. Brian must have heard one.Once again she had to keep her eyes from watering. “OK Brian…” she said. Brian got a smirk on his face. She bent over to Brian and pulled out his penis. It was about 3 to 4 inches long. It was rock hard, and pointed straight up. So, in order to blow him she had to get at an angle. She put her mouth around it, and began sucking on it. Brian began to moan in ecstasy, and he put his hand on top of Stacy’s head and began bobbing it up and down. She slid up and down, and moved her tongue over it. Since his dick wasn’t too large, she was able to fit the entire thing in her mouth. A little bit of pre-cum fell out of her mouth and stained her tank top.“Looks like you’ll have to take it off,” said Brian.So Stacy pulled her tank top off and then continued to blow him.“Stacy, there was more you did for Herman than this,” said Brian.Stacy knew what he was talking about. She had not only blown Herman but given him a titfuck as well. This made her rather well known because many girls in the school had never heard of that. She took Brian’s cock out of her mouth and placed it between her round tits. She squeezed them together and began bobbing up and down again. She went up and down on him and soon he began thrusting his pelvis in the air to get more momentum. Soon after, she no longer needed to bob up and down because he was thrusting so much. She could see his little penis head popping in and out of her cleavage. It was difficult not to cry.“I’M GONNA COME!” yelled Brian. He shot his load. It was very hot and had a lot of pressure behind it when it shot out. It got all over Stacy’s face and tits. When he pulled out of her tits, and she let go of them, you could see all the cum stuck in between them.“That should be good enough for now Stacy…” said Brian.Stacy went to her room and cried. Then fell asleep on her bed.That night, her parents went out. So she and Brian were home alone. She was lying on her bed in her bra and underwear about to go to sleep, when she heard a knock on her door.“Sis, I wanna talk to you” said Brian’s voice.She was scared as Brian came in. He was all ready for bed, in his way too tight briefs and nothing else.“You’re gonna do more sis.” he said.“NO! I wont! It’s not worth it!” she said.“OH yeah? Well guess what sis! I had a feeling you might have a change of heart, so I videotaped you and me together earlier, and now it’ll get sent out too if you don’t cooperate!”This was horrible for Stacy. She had no choice now but to obey him.“Suck me now Stacy,” said Brian. Stacy got down in front of him on her knees and begin sucking his dick through his underwear. “If you get me off really good a few times tonight, I may let you off the hook…” said Brian.Her lips went over his shaft through the cloth again and again. It looked like Brian might rip his underwear he was getting so hard. Then he came in his underwear.“Whoops,” he said. “Now I want a lap dance.”He sat down on the bed and stuck in a CD in her player. It was some soft techno. “Now dance bitch,” he said.Stacy begin to dance in front of him very seductively. She tried not to frown, because she knew he would get upset at her. She swayed and twisted her hips and torso to the music.“Come closer….” he said.Stacy went right up to him and moved her breasts up and down across his entire body. Then she turned around and sat on his lap. She began shifting her pelvis back and forth over his underwear. She kept rubbing his hard on with her butt and he grabbed onto her hips and began moving too. She was putting only a little pressure on his cock, it was aggravating him. So, he grabbed her hips and began grinding his cock into her. Then he reached around her and squeezed her tits through her bra. She squeaked. She was moving fairly slowly across his lap, but it was just fast enough that Brian screamed and then came again.“OK sis, you’ve done really good so far… Now I want more. Gimme a blow job. AND THIS TIME YOUR GONNA SWALLOW!”Stacy pulled off his cum filled underwear. Somehow, he managed to keep bringing back his erection. She began sucking on the head of his little cock. Then she moved down and fit the whole shaft in her mouth. She sucked more and more. She lifted her head up a little every now and then, but Brian began to get annoyed, so he put his hands on top of her head and held it there. She sucked a little harder now, and he came. She could feel the hot semen shooting into her mouth. She sucked up every last drop of it. Then Brian pulled her head away, but continued holding it.“Swallow!” he said.Then, closing her eyes from misery, she swallowed his cum.“Now I need a little break” said Brian “but I don’t think you’re gonna get to stop. Your gonna have some fun with Nibbles.”Stacy was terrified at what he had said. Nibbles was the family Dalmatian. He had not been neutered yet, and Stacy knew it. She had experienced Nibbles’ horniness many times. She remembered when Nibbles came into her room was she was sitting on the edge of her bed, fingering herself. He had caught scent of what she was doing, and ran over to her. Nibbles began humping her leg. She could feel his huge doggie dick rubbing over her smooth legs. He continued to hump until he came all over her leg. She had been disgusted. Now she was going to have to REALLY deal with Nibbles.Nibbles came in. His huge erection was hanging down out of its sheaf. A tear rolled down Stacy’s face.“Suck him,” said Brian.She reached under Nibbles and grabbed his dick. She began rubbing it. Then she put her mouth over it and went back and fourth. Suddenly, Nibbles jumped up and mounted her head, pulling his cock out of her mouth. He began humping her head. Its cock rubbed up and down across Stacy’s face as it humped her. Bits of doggie pre-cum got all over her face. Then the dog forced its way back into her mouth. The dog fucked her in the mouth. It did it faster and harder. Stacy was forced to move back and forth by the two paws on top of her. Nibbles slammed his cock down her throat faster and faster. Suddenly, the dog quivered as he let his load into Stacy’s mouth and pulled out simultaneously. The cum got all over her face. Then the dog left.“Go clean up sis,” said Brian, “I don’t want you all covered in dog cum when I do what I’m gonna do to you.”Stacy got a towel and washed herself off. Then she went back to Brian. The doorbell rang. Stacy thought maybe she was saved. However, the situation was far from it. Brian answered the door. In came a bunch of boys aged 18. There were three of them.“Man do I have a treat for you guys!” said Brian. He led them up to the room where Stacy was waiting. When they came in, Stacy looked up and was mortified.“Stacy,” said Brian, “Take off all your clothes for my friends…” Stacy reluctantly removed her bra and underwear.“OH SHIT! THIS IS FOR REAL!” yelped one of the boys as he began rubbing his dick through his pants.“Stacy, lie down” said Brian. Stacy obeyed and lay down on the floor. With direction from Brian, the four took their places around her. “Stacy, you’re going to give my friends to your right and left hand jobs. The one above you is going to get a titfuck/blow job out of you. I’m gonna fuck you.” said Brian.Stacy was beyond crying. She just lay in disbelief and moaned.The boys were at her sides. She reached up and grabbed their hard-ons that were hanging out of their pants. One of the boys had a surprisingly big dick. It had to be about a foot long! Although it was only a little thick. He sat on her belly and put his dick between her tits. Finally, Brian told them to start, and so he began to fuck her. The four of them all went at once. Stacy rubbed her hands back and forth of the two younger boys’ cocks. They were going nuts over it. The well-endowed boy pushed her tits together against his dick. Then he began fucking them. He scooted up and told Stacy to put it in her mouth as well. It was long enough for him to fuck her tits and get some head at the same time, so he took advantage of the opportunity. He thrust back and forth, while Stacy sucked and licked the head of his dick. Meanwhile, Brian had to bend over while fucking her because his dick pointed up. He went faster and faster till she thought he would never stop. The discomfort and pain that it brought her was unbearable, although, after a little while, it began wearing off.“Oh GOD! ” cried the large dicked boy as he came. He shot a huge load into Stacy mouth, and a lot of it dribbled down his dick onto her tits. The hot semen got all over her face too. Then the boy climbed off of Stacy. “One more….” he muttered quietly as he took his dick in his hand from above began jacking off.Brian grunted too. “Good idea!” he said “We’ll all come all over her! When I say go! Ready….” Stacy braced herself. “GO!”The boys all rubbed their dicks up and down while Stacy tried to anticipate when it would happen. The boys all managed to come within a few seconds of each other. They came all over her. She was drenched from head to toe in hot sticky fluid. Then she passed out. She woke up the next morning in her pj’s with her parents serving her breakfast.“Hi honey, how’s my sleepyhead?” said her mom, “Still tired? Well don’t worry, you’re allowed to stay in bed all day today, its snowing out!”“Really?” replied Stacy.“Yes honey, now you’re father and I have to go out, but we’ll be back soon, in about 8 hours,” said her mom.“Oh, ok… but who will watch the house with me in bed?” asked Stacy.“Oh don’t worry,” said Brian as he walked in, “I’m watching the house AND you, and we’ll have lots of fun… so much fun that you won’t tell anyone will you?”THE END,juhi chawla birth date My nineteen year old cousin DJ had been coming to spend two weeks with me during the summer ever since…

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