0 comments/ 3291 views/ 2 favorites Just This By: enchantresscitron We're on the train, and you're kissing me. I can't think. I don't care. All the ways you've hurt me are irrelevant in the face of so much desire. I want to fuck you right here. You want me too, I can feel it. Your hands are desperate to touch everything they think they can get away with. And I let you, because I don't want to stop you. Not even a little. I'm sure there's a disgruntled passenger looking our way. I don't care. Let them look. Let them be puritanically indignant. I just want some part of you in me. Your fingers, your cock, your tongue. I just want to touch you. Your beard, your back, your thigh crease. Fuck me, fuck me right here. I think I might have whispered it into your mouth. I don't know if you heard, but I'm not aware of much other than how it feels to be kissing you again. You taste like coffee. God the taste is sweet sharp nostalgia. I want you. I never stopped. I want you tied up and helpless while I tease you as you wriggle underneath me. I want to direct your mouth to my breasts, to feel my nipples in your lips and teeth. Softly, softly, exquisite pleasure walking the edge of pain. To run my fingers over my clitoris, frictionless from the liquid of my arousal, while you watch. Hard. Unable to move. Your frustration increases my arousal. Your inability to relieve yourself without my permission gives me sadistic pleasure. I want to straddle your face, release one of your hands, so you can swirl your long fingers inside me while you lap at my clit. I like it when your beard is full of my juices. Like I marked you with my pleasure. Like you like me on you. I want to slide you in me all the way. Your hands above your head, one of mine on your mouth. Tell you not to dare come. Not unless I want you to. Watch you struggle to obey as you groan into my fingers. I want you to pin my hands down with your own, while you fuck me and fuck me and fuck me. Squeeze you inside me while you bite me gently everytime I make a sound. I want to gasp while your lips are on my throat. I want you to take me from behind, harder, faster, deeper, just fuck me like there isn't anything else. Your finger on my clit pushing in time to each thrust. There isn't anything else. Your teeth on my shoulder. Mine on your hand which is muffling the sounds I'm trying desperately to hold back in the face of so much pleasure. I want to stay in that moment. Wanting, needing, fucking while the rest of the world ceases to exist. Finally we reach the station and you pull me to my feet, snapping me out of my imagination, eager to get on to the platform. I'm half inclined to direct you to the bathroom and fuck you there, but you're kissing me again and my brain can't quite translate intention into movement. You move towards the exit and I move with you. Our hands on each other's as we touch off our passes. The small pretense of routine, as if we are still in control of ourselves. We make our way along the road. One of your arms around me, holding one of my hands at the shoulder, the other entangling the fingers of my spare hand. Every so often you graze the inside of my palm with your finger, the resulting lust weakening my legs and making me stumble. You chuckle low and I stop pressing my lips to your Adam's apple, pulling your body towards me. You smell like desire and sweat with an aftertaste of soap. I groan softly, and you pull me forwards again with a smile of determination. The cool spring air is pleasant on our hurrying faces. Finally, finally the dock is in view. The city lights in the distance, the darkness of the ship looming in front of us. You unclip the placard, dropping my hands and step onto the gangway. Your steps are sure and practiced. I hear you chuckle again as I step on to the wood tentatively, small hesitant steps as the planks wobble beneath me, my hands clutching the rope rails slightly harder than necessary until my feet are firm on the deck. You take my hand again and lead me up the stairs to the heli-deck. You take me to the rail that looks out to sea. I can see the whole city in the distance, but all the other crew are quiet. Everyone is in bed except you and me. You whisper that you hope I like the view into my ear, the feel of your breath on my skin making me breathe in sharply. You stand behind me, hands resting on my belly as you start to kiss my neck from my hairline to my shoulder. I close my eyes to the glittering distant lights as the sensations you're causing run from your touch right to my feet. Your hands move under my shirt, and the thought that someone might see us crosses my mind, but I don't care. You'll be in trouble if anyone finds out I'm here. I don't care about that either. Your fingers are on my nipples, and all I can hope is that you'll soon move your hands to my underwear, as I cling to the rail to keep my feet. My hope is soon made reality as you lift my skirt and pull my underwear to my knees, letting them fall to the ground. I hear you unzip and put on a condom. Then I feel you fingers between my thighs, slipping deliciously on my wetness. You whisper in my ear again, asking me if I want you. I barely breathe my confirmation. Then you're inching inside me, slowly, slowly, your teasing fingers still on my clitoris. You move in and out to a slow rhythm, your fingers starting to move up and down my clit in harmony. I reach around one hand, and pull you in further with each thrust. Your other hand is in my hair, gently pulling to our rhythm, while your teeth sink into my shoulder as you groan low and rough. I'm not sure how long we stay there, your arm holding me to you, preventing me from falling. All I know is the pleasure is divine. You start to move faster and I feel you lose your control, I clench myself around you as you come inside me, holding me close, breath ragged in my ear. You pull out of me slowly, and pull my underwear back up to my hips. Once again you take my hands and lead me down, telling me to take care not to step on the ridges between the doorways. You take me to your cabin and lie me on my back. Taking your time, you remove all of my clothing. Touching and kissing each piece of revealed skin with tenderness. Oh I have missed this so much. As you remove my underwear for the second time you settle between my legs, running your tongue along my inner thighs, tasting me. Telling me you missed how I taste. You edge closer and closer as I writhe in delighted frustration, bringing forth fresh chuckles from your throat. Your fingers slowly ease into me and finally your tongue is on my clit. It's all I can do not to scream aloud, but at the small whimper I can't contain you place your spare hand warningly on my mouth. I find your pillow and lift it to my face, muffling my groans into it as you start to move faster. Your long fingers pressing into my G-spot, cold and delicious. Your warm tongue a sweet contrast as the intensity builds. The feeling is both incredible and unbearable. My whole body seems to exist between your hands and mouth. I don't know if I want this to continue forever or if I can't stand not coming a second longer. I am incapable of deciding. Within a few minutes though there is no choice anymore and my body shakes and shudders as the waves crash over me, bringing deep relaxation and contentment. Gently you withdraw from between my legs, and pull yourself up the bed and kiss me. I taste myself on you. I comb your wet beard with my fingers, smiling against your mouth. You kiss my ears and neck, and though my desire is spent, the warm feeling of your lips sends further relaxed pleasure through me. You ask me if you can fuck me and I nod lazily. Then you're inside me, gliding on the aftermath of my desire. There's a warm magic to feeling your body on mine and my contentment grows. I kiss you and hold you, entwine my fingers in yours. I'm so happy just to be with you. You groan in my ear as you come for the second time and I hold you closer, feeling your breathing slow to march my own. I just lie somewhere between dozing and wakefulness. Just breathing your smell and your skin on mine. Trying not to think if tomorrow. When we'll have to figure out what we want from each other. This moment is perfect, and it's all I want. Just This Once 9 p.m. --- "Honey, aren't you going out with your friends tonight?" "No mom, I just don't feel like it" "Sweetheart, you worked all week and you should get out. I know it's been tough – your first job and all..." "Its not tough mom it's just a bore. They gave me the job because I work out and I'm strong enough to lug cartons." "Oh baby I know you'll get a better job soon and I really appreciate it that you're helping me make ends meet. I hate putting this burden on you but it's just you and me. In a couple of months your grandma's pension will kick in and I won't have to send her money. And if I get a raise maybe you can go back to school." "Mom, I don't care about school it's not for me. Working and being here with you is fine so lets not keep going over the same thing." "Ok no fighting tonight. Let me just give my baby a kiss for all he does for me. Mmmm. David that's quite a kiss." "Well mom you deserve a kiss for all you do too." "Thank you love but from the way you locked lips with your old mom I think its time you called on Gloria." "Well mom that's not going to happen. I broke up with her last week." "Last week? Why didn't you tell me? We could have talked about it. I thought you liked her after all these months. I'm sorry baby I thought you finally found one that would last more than a few dates." "She was all right but I guess my standards are too high and I don't want to go out with someone just for the sake of going out. I have my needs but I want to satisfy them with someone I love." "That's wonderful honey but that takes time. You have to share lots experiences with someone to get loving and intimate with them. I'm interested; tell me about your ideal woman." "She's beautiful, she's smart she your age and she has soft big breasts like these." "David what are you doing? I'm your mother you shouldn't touch me that way. Please take your hand off my breast. Thank you. Now why are you talking crazy?" "It's not crazy, its how I feel. You're the one I've shared experiences with since dad died and you're the one I love and you're the one I want to be intimate with. Was it so terrible to have my hands on your breast?" "Of course not; I'm a woman and your a handsome young man but just because it feels good doesn't mean I can let you do it. Look, were both a little lonely: lets just listen to some music together and forget this happened. Come lay in mommas lap and I'll stroke your hair. That always calmed you when you were a boy." "All right ma." 10p.m. --- "David, I was just wondering. What brought all this on all of a sudden?" "All of a sudden? You must be joking. I've been feeling this way for a long, long time. It hurts me too look at you. I think of nothing but you and I've wanted to talk to you about it forever. Can I tell you about it without you getting upset?" "You can tell me anything. And maybe it's best if you get it out and we can get past this thing together. Tell me everything in the way you want to tell it, I'm here baby." "When I was twelve, I was watching you ironing one day. It was hot and you opened your blouse a couple of extra buttons. I'll never forget the sight of your breasts. They were spilling over your white lace bra. Watched those beautiful tits moving back and forth as you ironed, I was turned on to your body and stayed turned on." "That night, I walked out in the woods and rubbed myself thinking what you would look like without clothes. It was the fist time I ever came. I thought about holding your tit and sucking it, as this strange milky stuff came out of my dick. I was saying, Mom, mom, mom, out loud." "My legs were rubbery and I was afraid I'd done something wrong. When I came back into the house I knew I would never look at you in the same way again." "After that I never missed an opportunity to watch when you got dressed or took a bath. I've seen every part of your body, and I loved everything I saw." "Oh David I'm sorry. I should have realized and been more careful. This is my fault." "It's only your fault for being beautiful. Looking at you was the best part of growing up. Now I need more, mom. I need your help." "I would do anything to help you. Just tell me." "Mom I need to touch you: I need to know that you want me to." "Oh baby, baby, I hate to see you so distressed: just let me think for a few minutes." 11p.m. --- "All right David. I want you to get it out of your system and see that it's not worth being all upset about; so I'm going to let you touch me, but just this once. Just touching, just this once, ok?" "Yes mom: but first I have to give you a kiss that's been waiting eight years... Oh your lips are so soft... mmmm... and your tongue sliding over and under mine. Mom you taste so good. I've wanted to smell your neck and face for so long. Ohh... let me kiss your eyes and put my face in your sweet smelling hair. Mother, give me your mouth again... tell me how it feels." "It feels wonderful David. I can feel your kisses all through me. It's been so long since I've been kissed. You make your mother feel loved. David, your hands feel so good on me.Yes... take my dress off sweetie but no more. I'llstay in my bra and panties and you keep your briefs on. Remember your promise... Now come to the den: we can hold each other and watch TV." 12 a.m. --- "Mom, your legs are so smooth and your thighs are like silk." "Oh David, it feels like electricity going through me. Your hands gliding inside my thighs so close... so close... ohh...yes it feels good with your hand in my bra...can you feel how hard mother's nipple is love? Oh yes... I want you to suck on it...that's it; just pull my bra down baby...here, suck on mommy's tit like you used to." "Oh mom, I'm so hard for you. Look at what you do to me. Please put your hand in and just hold my cock. Ohh that's it... yes mom, hold my balls in your warm hand. Yes... Mmmm... your nipples are so long and hard and I love the fine green veins I can see on your tits. Oh mom I have to feel my body on yours: please take off your panties." 'Yes sweet love but just to hold each other...just t hold...And touch...ohhh... David. I feel how hard your cock is for mommy... yes it feels good when you touch my cunt that way. Can you feel how wet your mother is for you? Mommy's cunt is so wet for her boy. Yes baby yes... Leave your finger there...ohhhh...mommy's so exhausted, come to momma's room so we can lie down." 1 a.m. --- "Its so nice being held and touched by my boy like this. I love having your strong arms around me. It makes me feel safe. I love what your hands and fingers do to me baby and I love your cock. I didn't know it was so big. I can hardly close my hand around it. I know I shouldn't but I want it. How can I want my own son's cock...but I do. I want to kiss it, and lick it, and taste it." "Yes mom do it, do it for me, put your sons cock in your mouth. Ohh mom your tongue is so hot... yes mom, lick it like that." "Oh David you taste and smell so good to me. I love all of you but maybe you should call me Carol for tonight." "No mom I want you. I've been aching for my mother- not Carol. And tonight, I'm going to be in my mother. My mother's mouth, my mother's cunt. I'm proud to have a mother who loves her son enough to give him what he needs-no matter what others may think. "Oh baby you're right. For tonight, I don't care. I'll be your lover, I'll be your cunt, I'll be anything you want. Yes baby, give mommy that huge cock. All I can think about is stuffing it into my mouth...Mmmmm..." "Oh mom your sucking me so good... yes.blow me...suck me mom...ohh...I'm fucking my mother's mouth...oh mom I can't wait...ohh I'm gonna come... aaahhhhhh. Oh mom so good...so good... but I didn't mean to come in your mouth. I'm sorry mom." "Don't be sorry love. I wanted you to come in my mouth. I wanted to taste my man's cum and swallow it. I would do anything to please you. Sweet cock... let me clean you off with my mouth...Mmmmm..." 2 a.m. --- "Mom I'm sorry I woke you. You were asleep for a few minutes and you looked so beautiful with your legs opened that way I had to taste your cunt. The sweet juice is on my tongue. Here taste it." "What a nice way to wake up, with your son's mouth on your clit. I love it. I see you're hard for your mommy again. I want you in me but first make me come with your mouth. Yes lick around the folds like that... mmmm... Now use you tongue. That's my good boy; suck mommy's cunt baby... oohh yes... here yes... let me show you my clit. Yes honey it's almost like a little cock for you too suck on. Oh sweetheart...oh... oh...yes do that with your tongue all round it... both ways... Yes... on my clit... oh. I'm shaking. Mommy's coming oh...oh.. Press with your tongue... yes...yes... God yes... oh my God...yeeesssssss... oh love, love, love." "Mom I'm so glad I could make you feel good. Having your tits in my hands and your cunt in my mouth made me want to fuck you so bad. I need to fuck you I need to be in you." "I need you too son. Just be gentle. That big cock is a weapon. Yes baby that's it ohh.ohh...its... easy...yes ohh. You're in mommy's cunt... yes... slowly...yes baby fuck your mother... fuck your mother good...fuck my pussy... oh its so wet for David's cock...David's beautiful huge cock is in Carols pussy...David's cock is in his mothers cunt. Keep fucking me David don't stop...don't stop fucking me. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder...I'm your cunt...your cunt...baby, baby...it's for you...David, David, David ohhhhhhhh..." "I'm coming in you mom I'm coming in your cunt mom... mom..." "Yes come with mommy... yes shoot all your cum up into mommy's cunt... yes it's so hot... I feel you...fill me with your cum...cum for mommy... fill me with your big cock all the way up into me...so far up in me. Yessss... Harder, harder, harder... make me come... only your cock...make me...ohhhh son... so good...so good" 3 a.m. --- "Mom that was so good. I can't believe this is going to have to last me a lifetime but I promised it would be for only one night. I'll keep my word: no matter how hard it will be not to touch you...not to make love to you...but I'll do it." "Oh my good boy: you promised - but I didn't. This is your place now, tonight and every night- in my bed, in my mouth, in my cunt... in my heart." Just This Once Oh my God, how did I get into this? I thought I’d just lie there and let him do it, just like I did with Sam, but I quickly found it wasn’t going to be like that. Why with me, I’m not young and beautiful? Putting it politely I’m plump, and my breasts aren’t firm but hang down and the nipples are sort of big and pimply , and they’re brown. My legs and belly are marked with childbirth and my face looks like what it is, the face of a forty one year old woman. He’d approached me many times and I’d told him, “Go and get yourself a young bird. You don’t want an old chicken like me.” He went off and got himself girls. He was good looking and personable enough to have no trouble that way, but he kept coming back to me. I asked him why and all he said was, “I love you and want you.” So I said, “I love you too, but it doesn’t mean we can have sex.” He kept on until one day he was pleading, nearly in tears. I felt really sorry for him because I could see he had a real big hard on, so I thought, “Why not, it’ll do no harm just this once. Once he’s been with me he’ll find out it isn’t as great as he thinks it’s going to be.” So I said to him, “All right, just this one time, and we went off to the bedroom.” As I said, I thought it would be just a quick in, shoot his stuff, then out again, then either sleep or trousers on and away, like it is with Sam. Oh my God, it wasn’t like that at all. He kissed me like he’d eat me, swishing our saliva together and his hand under my poor old breast lifting up and stroking like it was some lovely young girl’s breasts. And talking about eating me, when he got to suck my nipples he nearly took my whole breast in and swallowed; at least, that’s how it felt. Then he did something Sam had never done with me; he knelt down in front of my slit and started to kiss and lick it. Oh God, I thought I’d go out into space. And then he kissed me again so I could smell and taste myself, and instead of being turned off, I nearly went mad wanting him. I would have sucked his shaft for him like Sam made me do to him, but before I could do it, he was lying between my legs, and I looked at his slim young body as I felt him come inside me, and I was almost scared. “What have I started; what have I got myself into?” That’s what I thought, but not for long. He was slipping up and down in me, not all rough and jerky like Sam, but as if he was really relishing it and not just wanting to get it over with as quick as possible. It was beautiful…too beautiful and I started to get that feeling and I was begging him to stop because I couldn’t stand it, and the next thing I had my legs round him begging him not to stop and I was shaking all over and clutching at him and screaming about how I loved him and he wasn’t to leave me. With Sam I always had to finish myself off when he’d done. Not this time though, and as I started to climb down he started. He was suddenly speeding up and then gave a terrific push into me and gasped, “Mum, oh mum…, and he was thumping his sperm into me as if he’d never stop. I always washed out Sam’s sperm as soon as I could, but not with young Ben. I wanted to keep it in me as if I was holding the most precious thing in the world inside me. As well as all the other surprises the really big one was after he finished. He didn’t pull out, but lay there looking straight into my eyes and telling me he loved me. His look was like having two laser beams focused on me as if he wanted to look right inside my head to see the thoughts there. Then he started to kiss me again and play with my breasts and the next thing his shaft was hard and he said, “Just relax mum and let me”. So I relaxed and just enjoyed him, and I was asking him, “Fill me up darling, put it all in me…put in deep…really deep.” And it was wonderful to feel his hot young sperm shoot into me again, filling me up so it ran out of me and on to the bed. We went on joined together for a while, then I glanced at the clock and pushed him off and said, “My God Ben, your father will be home soon and I’ve got to get his meal ready.” So we got off the bed in a hurry and I saw the mess we’d made so I got clean sheets out and Ben said, “You go and start preparing the meal, I’ll do that.” So I raced off to the kitchen with Ben’s sperm and my lubricant still soaking my thighs and threatening to run right down my legs. When Sam came in he started off with his usual question; “D’yer have a good day?” He didn’t really want to know, it was just one of those things he said. I wanted to burst out with, “I’ve had a bloody wonderful day,” but I thought it better to play it carefully and said what I always said, “Not bad.” He grunted. As luck would have, if you consider it luck, Sam decided he wanted me that night. As I lay there letting him get on with it the thought came into my head, “It’s like having a bloody great cart horse after you’ve had a racing stallion.” That was my big problem, you see. With Ben it was going to be, as I said, “Just this once.” I’d had no idea what it was going to be like. How could I as I’d only ever had Sam before. Ben was like a drug; when you get a taste for it, you don’t want to stop. So what was I to do? Well I’ll be honest with you; I decided that I’d stick at once with Ben. “No more,” I told myself. “You’ve got to break the habit before it gets a hold on you.” I firmly stuck to my resolve, that is, until Ben came home and kissed me, and then I was pulling myself against him and saying, “Fuck me Ben, please fuck me again.” So he pulled my knickers off and bent me face down on the kitchen table and took me like that and when I came, my juice seemed to burst out of me, and his sperm was thick and hot. After that we couldn’t go on because Sam was due home again. The trouble was we didn’t have time to check things and clean up properly, and when Sam went to sit at the table to eat he looked down and asked, “What’s this sticky stuff on the floor.” “My God,” I thought, “Its Bens sperm that dribbled out of me,” so a bit of quick thinking was in order. “I was doing some cooking with semolina,” I lied, “Must have spilt some.” Sam grunted and I got a cloth and wiped up the sperm. Just as well Sam didn’t ask to have some of the non-existent semolina. After that there were no more resolves on my part not to let Ben have me anymore. I gave in to what I felt to be the inevitable. It was a bit difficult because Ben only got home from work about half an hour before Sam, so it was often a quickie over the table or on the lounge sofa. I’d only take my knickers off and Ben would drop his trousers in case we had to do a fast cover up. Fortunately Sam had his evening at the pub once a week, and Saturday afternoon he was off to watch the football match, so Ben and I made the most of it. It was on the next Saturday afternoon I first sucked Ben off. I was greedy you see. I wanted to be sure that once I’d sucked him, there would be time for him to recover and we could do it properly. Ben hadn’t been sucked like that before, and he was a bit worried the first time and tried to pull out of my mouth when he was about to shoot. I wouldn’t let him, and hung on to him, making him do it in my mouth. As soon as he realised it was okay with me, he let go with great abandon and I got an overflowing mouthful despite my attempts to swallow his sperm. Another thing I was able to introduce Ben to was anal sex. He was very doubtful about that, but I showed him how to use some of my juice, and his own precum, to wet my anus. He was quite surprised how easily he slipped into what he thought was an impossibly small opening. He managed to come into me that way, but he didn’t seem to enjoy it as much as vaginal sex, so after that I only asked him to do it to me occasionally. It still puzzled me why Ben had wanted an old bird like me but for a long time I didn’t have the courage to ask him. You see, I thought once I drew his attention to my blemishes, and as I saw it, my physical shortcomings, he might realise, and not want me anymore. After we’d been enjoying each other for about three months I finally couldn’t hold back and I had to ask him. He looked at me in a puzzled sort of way, as if I should have known why, then he said, “Mum, I’ve wanted you for years, you know that.” He was right, I’d known for years because ever since he’d started to feel his sexual oats he’d tried to persuade me, but it didn’t explain why he wanted me, so I pushed him on the matter. “It’s because I love you mum. I feel we belong together like this. You’re all soft and warm, and I feel as if I can lose myself in you. With you it’s…it’s real…” His voice petered out, and I had to be content with that. After all, who can in the end explain such things? You love or lust for this person, and not for another. Often there’s no obvious reason why this one and not that one, it’s just that way. So I left it at that. He wanted me and I wanted him and that seemed a good enough reason for what we were doing. Mind you, it got a bit awkward when I got pregnant. Sam created hell about that. “I don’t want to start another family at my time of life,” he howled. I told him that was too bad, because we had. Of course, it could have been his, couldn’t it, and I wasn’t going to tell him otherwise. Another moan he had was about Ben. “Why the hell doesn’t he find himself a girl and get married?” I shrugged and said, “Perhaps he has everything he wants here.” “Must be something queer about that boy,” Sam went on. I thought, “Not in my experience,” and smiled a secret smile. Just This Once A/N: Just a fun little standalone spin-off that takes place in the same universe as Michael & I (and you don't have to read Michael & I to enjoy this one :) ALSO: this is a M/M story so if you're not into that just a warning... *~*~* Aaron was late. The guys at the office had decided to go to a club to unwind but no one had bothered to give him the name of the place. It was all that asshole's fault. What was his name? Michael? He'd been getting lavished with all of the attention the past couple of months rising through the ranks with godlike precision. Promotion after promotion had left Aaron humiliated in some newbie's dust. And now he just decides he wants to go and get piss drunk with all of Aaron's friends with no one bothering to tell him jack shit. He'd been working, no, dedicating his life to the company for nearly five years and this was what it got him. Feeling lonely and pissed off. It was Aaron's own aggravation that had him staying at the office late, brooding over some paperwork that he easily could have done the next day or the day after. He stared at his phone laying screen down on his desk hating himself for wanting it to ring. Or hell even a text. Just some acknowledgment that his 'friends' remembered that he existed. Why should he care about a bunch of guys who just wanted to line up and kiss the ass of the blonde pretty boy? It was those feelings of bitterness and resentment that made Aaron go in search of his own fun. Screw them if that was all they thought of him. He didn't even bother to go home and change; just slipped his tie into his pocket and unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt. It was Vegas so there was no issue of him finding a club but he wanted a thrill so he asked around until he found out about a place that sounded ideal. It didn't have a name or a sign out front showing that it even existed and you needed either a recommendation or a password to get in. It sounded dangerous. It was perfect. Once he'd found it, down in an alleyway tucked between two buildings, there was a single garage door and a bored looking guy having a smoke who could have been mistaken for being homeless at first glance. He was dirty and wore many tattered layers of clothing. His eyes were unusually sharp, however, and they stayed fixed on Aaron as he approached giving away that he wasn't what he appeared. Aaron cleared his throat, "Lucifer." "Eh?" the man snorted, exhaling smoke through his nose. "The..The password..to get in." Aaron faltered, his heart fluttering with anxiety. "Oh, I heard ya. How the hell did you hear it, four-eyes?" The bouncer took in Aaron's appearance with a scornful huff. "Well, whatever. The boss is always looking for new meat. Get your ass inside before somebody sees." Aaron felt a chill go up his spine at the bouncer's odd choice of words and self-doubt ate at him. A strong hand in the middle of his back pushed him so hard he half-tripped going through the roll up door and before he could back out it was slammed shut behind him deciding his fate. There was no one around the entryway but he could hear voices somewhere ahead. There was plastic covering the entryway that separated the hall from the entryway to the dance floor not unlike that which you might see inside a freezer. "...I think you're freaky and I like you a lot.." The song was one he'd never heard before sang by someone that sounded a bit like she'd been sucking on helium played over a heavy techno beat. The entire area was decorated in the style of a mix between a bdsm dungeon and a meat locker. Chains and assorted hooks hung from the ceiling while multi-colored lasers flashed and reflected on the shiny metal surfaces in time with the music. Bodies swayed and pressed together, some dancing, some practically fucking right out the middle of the room. Aaron started to feel sick from the sensory overload and rubbed at his eyes underneath his glasses. No, he couldn't give up now. He forced his way through the crowd until he found the bar taking a seat beside a couple sharing a stool. The girl was in the guy's lap with his hands under her shirt mashing away at her breasts while they kissed in a spectacularly sloppy fashion. Aaron blushed despite himself. He was loathe to admit his lack of experience with dating and the opposite sex. He'd married his work at a young age and hadn't made time for anything else. When he turned back around the bartender was watching him with a knowing smirk. "A beer," Aaron snapped. *~*~* The night went on and 'a beer' turned into too many for him to keep track. He was so caught up in trying to force himself to relax that he'd gotten more drunk than he'd planned. He absently watched the crowd with blurred focus, his glasses had ended up tangled back into his messy, brown hair at some point. A flash of white caught his attention through the haze of alcohol and he somehow got his glasses back down onto his nose. A man stood leaning back against the wall with a bored expression . His appearance was striking and Aaron found himself totally transfixed. He couldn't have been any older than his early thirties and yet his hair was the color of salt. It cascaded in waves down to his lower back. Must be goth, Aaron thought blearily. As though he could feel Aaron's staring he locked eyes with him, cocking his head slightly to the side. And still Aaron couldn't look away. The man smiled and time seemed to stop for a moment because.. ..it looked like he had the teeth of a shark. Aaron jolted to his feet spilling what was left of his drink all over his lap. "Shit!" He had made a mess of himself. When Aaron turned to see if the white-haired man was still watching he saw that he was gone. He had to find a bathroom, not only because of the stain covering his crotch but because he suddenly had to piss really badly. Aaron had a moment of good luck when he discovered that the men's room was completely empty and locked the door ensuring his privacy. He did another quick sweep of the stalls just to make sure no weirdos were hiding in the bathroom before removing his pants and laying them on the sink. He picked a stall at random and relieved himself, a little surprised at his accuracy given how drunk he was. He was reaching for the handle of the toilet when he heard it. A footstep. He froze in place, sure that he must have misheard but he heard it again, closer. The soft scuff of someone's shoe on the floor just outside his stall. Had he only imagined locking the door? No way. He wasn't that unaware. When he'd spilled his drink on himself he had came back to his senses a little.. hadn't he? His hand trembled as he reached for the stall door, pulling it open quickly to find.. ..no one. "What the fuck?" Aaron murmured out loud, perplexed. The door was locked, his pants were still lying on the sink, and he was alone. No. No he wasn't. The hairs on his nape prickled. Aaron couldn't explain it but he knew there was someone else in the room. "I haven't seen you in here before." Startled, Aaron turned too fast in the direction of the speaker and ended up sprawled on his ass. The man with white hair was sitting on the edge of the sink, ankles crossed, head cocked to one side. He caught a glimpse of pointed teeth behind the man's thin lips and felt himself shudder. "Are you lost? Did you come from below?" "Be..low?" Aaron repeated, dumbfounded. He hadn't noticed it before because of the distance between them but the man's skin was startlingly white as well; as though he were wearing stage makeup but Aaron could tell that wasn't the case. The man's eyes were a delicate shade of pink that seemed more red depending on the angle of his face. "Well, whatever. Did you get fired or something?" The man must have been referring to how Aaron was dressed. "No," Aaron replied, trying to make sense of the situation in his befuddled state. "How the hell did you get in here?" The man sighed seemingly uninterested in his question. A quick glance towards the door told Aaron that it was still locked. Had the man locked it when he had came in? Wouldn't he have heard it? "No, I didn't unlock the door. Counter-question: how did you see me back there?" What the fuck was this guy on? "You were standing right in front of me?" Aaron was getting irritated with the man's attitude towards him. "Human's rarely pick up on things other than that which their closed minds can perceive as 'normal'. You must have some Angel blood in you. Interesting. I haven't seen one of you in a long time," the man said. "You had some difficulty perceiving me when I first came in just now. I was getting bored but now I have you to keep me entertained." The way the man said 'entertained' made Aaron's skin crawl. Aaron's forced bravado to keep pushing himself all evening had disappeared. He started to think he might be in real danger, here. "I'm not something for you to play with, asshole. I'm leaving," Aaron snarled. "Can you leave without these?" The man held up his trousers, still dampened with beer, a look of smug superiority appearing on his usually neutral features. It pissed Aaron off even more. "Give me those." "No." The two men stared each other down, one angry, the other clearly enjoying himself. It was to Aaron's utter humiliation that the man brought the crotch of his trousers up to his nose and inhaled deeply. It was an obvious provocation and it worked brilliantly. "Son of a bitch," Aaron roared, lurching across the room, trying to snatch them away. He missed by a mile, his clumsy attempt easily evaded, his hand sailing past where the man had been holding out his trousers to taunt him. Instead, the man used it to his advantage and grabbed his wrist, slipping forward off of the sink and easily folding Aaron's arm around behind his back. "Let go of me!" Aaron bucked and squirmed against the man calling him every curse he could think of. the man patiently waited until he was panting and tired out before trying to speak with him. "Tonight is your lucky night. Do you know who I am?" "Why the fuck would I?" Aaron shouted. "Let me go you-" The man gave his arm a viscous twist until he felt a warning creak in his elbow threatening that it was on the verge of being dislocated. Aaron knew he was weak. He had spent the majority of his life sitting behind a desk. His many forgotten meals had left him underweight. In other words he didn't stand a chance against the man in terms of physical strength. "Did I not say to entertain me? Stop acting a fool and enjoy yourself. It is the reason you came here isn't it?" The man was whispering, his breath tickling the back of Aaron's neck stirring the hair of his nape, making his skin prickle. "I am Sodom, a demon born when Lot's wife defied God and looked upon the ruined city and was turned into a pillar of salt. I am the embodiment of all things sexually perverse," the man introduced himself in a bored monotone. The man, Sodom's words stirred something in the back of Aaron's mind that he might have heard in Bible school once upon a time before he sold his soul to his career path. Sodom and Gomorrah. The two cursed cities. It sounded crazy for this man, Sodom, to be so sure of what he was saying but Aaron irrationally believed every word. "That's why I was surprised that you could see me as my appearance is so unusual to almost all humans they simply ignore my existence." "Hardly their fault. It's simply how they were programmed so the demons and Angels can do whatever." Aaron was hyper-aware that he was only wearing his boxer-briefs and he wasn't drunk enough not to know what Sodom meant by 'entertaining' him. Even if Sodom was distracted telling Aaron about himself for the moment he still felt he needed to clear things up no matter how awkward. "I'm not gay," Aaron said. His lips seemed to have gone numb from even saying the words out loud. Sodom laughed at him. "You came here because you are obviously feeling sorry for yourself. You want to feel better, right?" "Not like that!" "Look, four-eyes I am loathe to use force as I have a lot of pride in my abilities to bring intense pleasure to others. If I have to force it it makes me feel like I'm not doing a very good job." "I didn't ask for your shit! Let me go!" "Maybe you didn't ask but I'm going to give it to you whether you like it or not and trust me; you will like it." Aaron felt sick and dizzy. He couldn't believe this was happening the one time he decided to have his moment of rebellion from his usually careful job-orientated lifestyle. "All pleasantries aside, what's this?" Sodom suddenly seemed very interested in something he'd found. Oh shit. Oh fuck. No way. When did he get an erection? He hadn't even noticed. Was it when he was at the bar watching those two? Aaron's thoughts turned inside out when Sodom groped at him over his underwear. Aaron made a strangled sound of fury and lashed out with his free hand, compromising his balance, and ended up sprawled over the sink, the edge digging into his belly painfully. "That's not because of you," Aaron hissed. "Are you sure? All this talk of me wanting to fuck you and it hasn't went away even a little?" Now that Aaron thought about it, he hadn't been hard earlier when he'd taken a piss. The revelation turned his stomach. He felt sick. Sodom's hand remained where it was, continuing to grope his cock, and Aaron wanted to die. How much humiliation did he have to suffer in one day? "..I pin my heart to my sleeve so that the whole world can see I have a heart on for you~" The song from the adjacent room drifted in, the heavy bass pounding along with Aaron's racing heart. Sodom's hand started to move up and down and Aaron squeezed his eyes tightly shut. He tried to concentrate on anything to distract himself from what was being done to his body. "Ah!" His eyes flew open when Sodom's hand slipped behind the band of his underwear. His fingers felt strange where they came in direct contact with his skin. They felt good. Almost too good. Was it because of what Sodom was? A demon of perversion? Could Aaron actually believe everything Sodom had said this easily? Or in his desperation was he trying to rationalize why a man had him so excited? But then- Sodom stopped. "Go home." Sodom's voice had lost all of it's good humor. He sounded..bored? Disappointed? Aaron didn't have time to think or care about Sodom's reasoning for his decision. He grabbed his pants off the floor where Sodom had dropped them and ran. "Don't look back." Those were the demon's parting words. *~*~* It had been nearly a week since the incident in the club. Aaron had went back to work trying to erase it from his memory but for some reason ever since then- -he'd been unable to make himself come. After stumbling into his apartment, still hard, he had fallen into bed and slept for a few hours. He'd awakened in a cold sweat, his hand already around his throbbing cock. It had been painful but no matter what he did he couldn't achieve orgasm. He'd finally given up and taken a cold shower to get rid of his problem. It wouldn't have bothered him if it hadn't happened again the next day. And then a few days after that. All he'd ended up with more frustration than when he had started, his cock sore with no relief. "Fuck," he muttered to himself, staring daggers at his laptop. Aaron was finding it hard to concentrate on the company data that glared back at him demanding his attention. His glasses were tangled in his hair and he knew he was far past a five o' clock shadow. He hadn't been so out of sorts in a long time. It was his fault. Sodom. Just thinking his name sent a pang of hatred through him. And as always, a pang through his groin. He reached for the lube on his bedside table. *~*~* Another week crawled by. Another week of hell. Aaron knew by then what he was going through was unnatural. The bastard at that club had done something to him. He'd lost count of how many times he'd tried to jerk off since then. There were only two options; go to a doctor who would probably say nothing was wrong with him or- -go back to the club. Aaron knew he couldn't go on like this. He couldn't concentrate on anything else. Sodom was truly an asshole. He hadn't decided to let him go and spare him the humiliation after all, he'd decided he'd rather see him come crawling back instead which was worse than the initial assault. It was like going back to your rapist to make dinner plans. Aaron didn't care about his tattered pride any longer. The club was exactly the same as he remembered, heavy pulsing music, swaying bodies, several couples having sex in full view of everyone else. Aaron didn't care about any of that, either. He went straight to the bar, a different bartender was working this time. "Where is he?" Aaron said, so worked up that he didn't even bother to explain who he was looking for. The bartender raised an eyebrow. She might have been someone Aaron had thought of as being 'cute' on a different day. "Who?" she said, clearly getting enjoyment out of how flustered Aaron was. "A man, he's tall, has long white hair. He's a prick." She cackled at his choice of insult, "I haven't seen anyone like that in here tonight." Aaron felt disappointed. "You could try the basement. I don't see everybody that comes in so he could've went straight below." "Thanks," Aaron said. The basement. Sodom had said something about it before hadn't he? Asking Aaron if he had came from there. His mind was uncertain but his body was already moving in the direction of the staircase that led into the lower levels. As he descended his entire body seemed to throb with need. However, as soon as he reached the basement he froze, his mouth opening in shock. What he saw there nearly made him run away. Blood. A man was being held against the wall while two women lapped at his skin, their mouths stained crimson. He was enjoying it from what Aaron could tell. The women seemed to be feeding on his blood while at the same time they teased and pleasured him, sometimes stroking his cock, sometimes pinching his nipples or sucking them. One of the women noticed Aaron watching and turned to look at him, curiously. Her eyes were solid black. Aaron made his feet move. He couldn't stop now. If he ran away this time he probably wouldn't be able to come back. The stench of blood became stronger the deeper he moved into the room, people, no, humans were being fed on by what Aaron could only assume were other demons like Sodom. There were pillows of every size on the floor where demons and humans were sprawled out either feeding or fucking. It seemed that it was usually both happening at once. Aaron didn't see Sodom. His eyes scanned the darkened recesses of the basement but he didn't catch a glimpse of the demon's long white hair anywhere. Suddenly, a hand clamped down over his eyes and he gasped. He was yanked backwards against someone's chest, a man's from the feel of it, and was dragged away half kicking. "H-Hey!" he protested. He was taken only a short distance but the music seemed much more faint than before. The hand covering his eyes was lifted and he quickly freed himself turning to see who had grabbed him. "You!" Sodom looked different, his hair was braided and lay draped around his shoulder. He wore a dress shirt unbuttoned over a pair of fashionably distressed jeans. He looked so elegant that Aaron almost forgot why he was there. Sodom stared at him, his expression the same; disinterested. Aaron felt his anger return. "What did you fucking do to me? Huh?" he shouted, not concerned about being heard. The music was too loud after all and he probably wouldn't have given a damn even if it wasn't. Just This Once "What?" Sodom said, as though he didn't know. Aaron shoved Sodom in the middle of his chest and he stumbled back a half-step, giving only the slightest reaction. "You bastard. I don't have time for this. Fix me." "Fix.. you?" "Goddamn you," Aaron growled, his rising emotions actually caused him to swing at Sodom aiming for his obnoxiously calm face. The demon caught his hand easily enough and reversed their positions so that Aaron was pinned back against the wall, his arm held above his head. Sodom was too close. He could feel the demon's body radiating heat from that distance. It soaked through his clothes and into his skin making him tremble and his cock throb desperately. He hated this. He hated Sodom for making him feel that way. Sodom smiled. Those terrifyingly sharp teeth glinted dangerously and even that sent new waves of fire through Aaron. "I gave you a choice. You can hardly blame me for anything that happens to you now, can you?" Sodom growled in a low voice. "You never gave me any choice," was what Aaron wanted to say but was finding speech to be very difficult at that moment so caught up in fear and lust. Sodom's face descended on his and he had a flashback of the others being fed on, their faces warped with pleasure. Sodom's lips met with his and his trembling legs threatened to give out from under him. Sodom's tongue expertly swept the inside of his mouth making him dizzy. Aaron fumbled with the front of his jeans. He needed to free himself, they were too tight and he couldn't stand it anymore. His sweaty fingertips were having trouble grasping the zipper but at last he got it down. He could feel the wetness of his precum all over the inside of his underwear, if he didn't know better he would have thought he'd came already. Sodom's fingers slid into his underwear along with his own, and he threw his head back. "Ah! Hold on, I just wanted-" Aaron sputtered incoherently. He didn't even know what he was saying. "What do you want? Hmm?" Sodom purred, licking up the side of Aaron's throat. God, his head was a mess. Things were going the way he hadn't wanted them to. His thoughts were left in further turmoil when Sodom got his fingers around him and started to stroke only the tip of his penis. It was so swollen and sensitive that it almost hurt to be touched, his hips jerking in response. "You're such a slut, after all," Sodom whispered, his lips tickling the shell of Aaron's ear. Aaron felt half insane. The two opposing feelings of wanting to be fucked and not wanting it to be with a man, especially this man, gnawed away at each other. "You did this," Aaron mumbled. Sodom snorted. "Still trying to say 'no-homo' even when you're practically begging me to make you come? Humans are so fun to play with." "I'm not begging, shithead." "Not with your mouth." Sodom held up his fingers. They ran with a clear liquid and Aaron flushed, both sickened and excited. He really had gone crazy. Sodom brought his fingers up to his lips and licked them off, slowly, his eyes locked on Aaron watching his reaction carefully. Aaron hadn't noticed when Sodom had kissed him but the tip of his tongue was split slightly like a snake's; the twin points twirled around his fingers in a disturbing yet erotic way. Erotic? When had Aaron started thinking like THAT? What was left of his dignity told him to go home and end it right then. He could go to a doctor and make them give him boner pills. Sodom was still holding one of his arms and seemed to notice Aaron's hesitation. "No use in trying to get away from me now. You no longer have any choice in what happens," Sodom reminded him flatly, answering his unspoken thoughts. Sodom seemed almost angry with him then, his brow darkened into a scowl. Sodom's usually bored manner had transformed into something both sexy and predatory. Aaron was practically melting on the spot under the scorching gaze of the demon. In a move that was too fast for him to even comprehend - Aaron could only describe it as 'materializing from where he had been standing' - Sodom knelt in front of him. Before he could process that he could actually get away if he wanted his pants were jerked down around his knees. "Don't," Aaron said, hoarsely. Despite the pain he was in from desperately needing release he instinctively tried to twist away. He needed to escape what was about to happen; it was too much. It was too embarrassing. It had been stupid of him to think he could come back to the club expecting any other outcome. Sodom grabbed his hips stopping him. "You're so wet. I wonder how many times you tried to make yourself come? Did you jerk off thinking of me?" Sodom said, his breath tickling the end of Aaron's cock making it twitch. Aaron flushed, remembering that he had. Sodom chuckled softy, taking Aaron's cock into his mouth. The pleasure that exploded through his hips was indescribable, his fingers automatically tangled into the silky strands of Sodom's hair to urge him on. Sodom laughed again with his mouth full and the vibration made Aaron's vision waver. The demon seemed to know exactly what to do to make him feel it the most, his mind going white. He couldn't concentrate on anything except the wet, lewd noises coming from below. How had it ended up this way? "Ngh.. I'm about.. to..,"Aaron managed. His voice had gone high and reedy in the way he hated. It only happened during sex. Maybe subconsciously that was one of the reasons he had been avoiding sex altogether. Sodom didn't stop, didn't take his mouth off of him. He started to suck harder and use his hand to roughly jerk him off at the same time apparently more determined knowing that Aaron was already about to come. Aaron just didn't care anymore, he relaxed into what was happening, surrendering to the blinding heat that tore him apart as he came. He could feel Sodom's throat convulse around him as he swallowed sending chills up his spine. Aaron's hands slid from where they had been in Sodom's hair down to his shoulders to brace himself while he recovered, breathing hard. Sodom gave his cock a few more light licks removing any trace of his semen before releasing his hips. Strangely, Aaron didn't feel as ashamed as he thought he would now that it was over. Maybe it was because he was simply too exhausted. The experience had left him totally drained. As the seconds ticked by Aaron realized that he was still hard. Once wasn't enough. "Fuck," he muttered. Sodom stood some distance away, watching him silently. Aaron listlessly started to pull his pants back on when his arms were being forced over his head and he yet again found himself trapped between the wall and the demon. He started to voice some kind of protest but was silenced when Sodom kissed him. He didn't fight back this time, his mouth opening easily. It should have disturbed him how almost all of the resistance in his previously unwilling body had disappeared but he felt strange and unsure of what was happening to him. As if he were in a dream. Aaron was violently turned around and he felt the waistband of his pants falling back down. Sodom's slender fingers gripped at his buttocks spreading them apart. He was momentarily brought back to himself by the shock of a cold fingertip pressing against his asshole. He gasped and squirmed uncomfortably against Sodom but only succeeded in crushing his dick against the wall in such a way that an intense jolt of pleasure-pain had him biting his lip to cover a moan. "Still trying to convince yourself it doesn't feel good?" Sodom tsked, snaking his tongue into Aaron's ear. Sodom's thumb dug into the slit of Aaron's leaking cock and he couldn't hold back his cry anymore. Sodom took the opportunity to slip his fingers into Aaron's mouth, hooking them inside his cheek and rolling them across his tongue. Aaron sucked on them without really thinking and Sodom purred low in his throat in approval, rewarding him with a few lazy strokes of his cock. Once Sodom was satisfied that his fingers were wet enough he brought them back to Aaron's ass. The first finger slid in easily enough, working around experimentally to loosen him up. It was the strange sensation of having something where it shouldn't have been that didn't hurt but didn't feel all that good either. Sodom added another finger and started to thrust them in and out slowly. Aaron needed more. It was as if Sodom could sense his rising impatience because he changed the angle of his fingers, pushing them deeper and curling them at the same time. Aaron's toes curled as Sodom massaged his prostate. "What do you want me to do?" Sodom asked. Aaron could hear the smile in his voice. He really was an asshole who had to take every bit of Aaron's dignity before he was satisfied. He considered trying to finish himself off but he knew that it probably wouldn't work. He'd up end just like before; not able to build himself up enough to come. Fuck this guy. When he didn't answer, Sodom stopped moving his fingers and Aaron had to bite back a disappointed whimper. "Nothing to say?" Sodom hadn't been paying attention to Aaron's cock for some time and he had gotten so hard that it hurt. One of Sodom's hands glided tantalizingly across his stomach but changed direction and moved up under his shirt, instead, grabbing one of his nipples. Aaron had never been touched in such a way and was shocked by how good it felt. Of course, he wasn't entirely nieve and knew that men could feel pleasure from having their nipples stimulated but he never imagined it could be like that. It was as if Sodom had slipped into his brain and could feel what he was feeling, manipulating his sensations so that he was practically delirious when he finally answered the demon. "I just.." Aaron's voice was breathy as he tried to think of what he wanted to say. Sodom made an inquiring sound low in his throat. He probably hadn't heard him. "..come.. I want to.. ngh!" His words were disjointed but the demon seemed to understand and was satisfied. He withdrew his fingers from Aaron's ass and he actually did let slip a small disappointed whine making Sodom chuckle. Aaron felt something larger take their place and knowing what it was made his shame and lust somehow rise even higher than before. Aaron ground his teeth as Sodom started to push into him. It hurt like hell, there was no denying that, so he tried to relax as much as possible even if his impatience would hardly allow it. Suddenly, Sodom rammed his hips forward and Aaron's breath was knocked out of him in a startled wheeze. Black spots danced in front of his eyes from the rush of pain that hit him all at once. The bastard actually laughed sounding equally out of breath. "Sorry, but you've got me really wanting to fuck you right now. Your face when you're in pain is so sexy." He didn't sound amused anymore. His voice had taken on a ragged edge that made the hairs on Aaron's nape prickle in response. Aaron rested his forehead against his arm using the wall as support closing his eyes trying to calm down. The pain that stabbed at his insides gradually started to fade. Before he could fully adjust, Sodom began to move, scraping his inner walls mercilessly. Aaron's eyes watered and he bit at his arm. "Does it hurt?" Sodom asked. He sounded excited and not in the least bit concerned. Sodom grabbed his cock and squeezed hard. The sudden contact made Aaron scream against his skin, overwhelmed. Aaron's erection had started to wilt from the agony of being so forcefully penetrated but Sodom's hand easily coaxed him back to being fully hard again. "You like it.. right.. here," Sodom redirected his thrusts aiming for Aaron's most sensitive spot and blissfully numb pleasure overrode the pain so that with every movement Aaron was crying out. He no longer cared if he embarrassed himself letting his voice go out of control. When Aaron experienced his second orgasm he went limp so suddenly that Sodom had to catch him so that he didn't collapse to the floor. It wasn't until after the demon had finished and pulled out of Aaron's unresponsive form that he noticed that Aaron had fainted. Sodom laughed breathily at this new development as he carried Aaron into one of the private lounges and laid him down to rest on one of the sofas. The boy would probably hate him for what he had done. But he would come back; they always did. Just This Once "Hey, Mel, does the rabbit go around the tree, or down the..." I was struggling to tie my tie, an activity I hated only slightly less than pulling weeds. I hated to ask my older brother for help with this, but he was the Banker and I was the fireman. "Really? Jesus, Marcus. You'd think you'd never worn a suit before." Mel was busy running around his spacious bedroom gathering everything that he needed. "I got it, Mel," Carrie said. Carrie was Mel's wife. Soon to be ex if he didn't wise up and knock off being like my dad the work-a-holic. She was stunning and curvy and funny and... well, he'd be fucking it up if he let her get away. Carrie came over and in less than twenty seconds had my tie tied, straightened, and a tie tack in place. She'd obviously helped Mel a time or two. We were meeting our dad's new wife (number 3) and dad wanted us to make a good impression, so I flew down and was staying in Mel's Pool House. Yeah, motherfucker was rich enough to have a pool house with the degree dad bought him, while I paid my own tuition to the community college for Paramedic school. I guess dad liked my full ride Lacrosse scholarship, but hated the way I pissed it away being a jock and graduating with a useless BS in liberal arts, so no school money for me. A few lean years got my head on straight, and after mom died, I went to fire college and joined up. I didn't have any hard feelings for dad, in fact he'd basically made me grow up, and for that I was grateful. I felt like I owed him to come support him and his new wife. Despite the fact that I kept in good shape and did well with the ladies, I still couldn't manage to get one to come all the way to Portland to schmooze the new step monster. I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw. A lean twenty something guy in a well fitting suit, great hair and, well, ridiculous shoes. The guy where I bought my suit said they were great and even wore a pair. I had to admit they were comfortable, but man, so not my style. I walked down to the kitchen while Mel fought with his pocket square in front of the bathroom mirror. I wanted to say something, but I refrained. I opened a beer and took a long pull before closing the door of the fridge. Carrie was standing there with a huge grin looking stunning in a nearly painted on looking "Little black dress". It had a very open back, but long sleeves and a plunging neckline. "Mind?" she asked, reaching for my beer. I smiled back and whispered, "This is just about the only way I'll be able to stomach seeing dad pine over some chick 20 years younger than he is," and handed it over. She took a long drink and handed it back. "Yeah, me too," she whispered. Carrie had always been an enigma. Mel's friends said he'd "Out Punted His Coverage", but with me, she was a cool chick. We'd shared dinners waiting for Mel, and beers watching Major League Lacrosse matches. I'd played with many of the guys, so I had to watch like a true fan, but she'd only picked it up after we'd watched a game and enjoyed the pace. She was hooked after that. She reached again for the bottle after I took another drink. "The Outlaws are playing those Punks from Boston tomorrow," she whispered. "Mel usually does payroll review on Monday, so we could catch it at O'Donnals." I handed her the bottle and she took another big drink. "Yeah, I'm here all weekend. Plane leaves Sunday night, so yeah, Lacrosse it is. O'Donnal is the only guy in Portland who even knows what it is, and that's only because his grand kid plays for Florida." She handed the beer back and I finished it. "Oh yeah?" she whispered, "I always wondered why the beer sales were better when Florida was on. I always figured it was because that's where he was going to snow bird." We both laughed. I loved how it made her eyes light up. I liked being a funny guy, but with a woman like Carrie, you just wanted to see her happy all the time. "What's so funny? And a beer? You think Gloretta will be that bad?" Mel looked all business. "Holy actual shit!" I exclaimed. "Gloretta?" Mel broke character and began laughing causing us to fall into laughter again. I'd never heard her full name. Composing himself, he pulled the small flask from his inside jacket pocket and took a long pull. "Yup. Gloretta Muriel Abelton. The hits just keep coming." "Wait," I said. "When dad marries her..." My voice trailed off, a huge smile cutting my face in half. Mel nodded. "Gloretta Muriel Cunningham. GMC just like the trucks." There was more laughter and this time Mel passed around the flask. The whole dinner was like that. Exchanged glances, and stifled laughter, culminating in side splitting laughter when we finally made it out to Mel's car. I helped Carrie pour Mel into the back of the Lincoln and drove the rest of the way home. Carrie said Mel had tangled with the rest of the flask on top of all the wine that was being poured. He'd handled it well, but with Mel he was either a fun drunk, or asleep. He'd been plenty of the former, right before he became the latter. Dad was happy we were mostly respectable and even cracked a smile when we suggested Gloretta ("please call me Gloria") keep her last name. Carrie and I chatted as I drove and I realized I missed having a girlfriend. It'd been a while mainly because I was putting so much into being a good firefighter and going to Paramedic school that I really didn't take the time. I spent most of what I did have at the firehouse or studying. Not too many available chicks there. I drug Mel upstairs and planted him on the bed. Carrie said she could manage from there and bid me good night. I walked to the kitchen, grabbed a 6 pack of beer and the rest of my subway sandwich from earlier in the day and walked out to the Pool house. The little pool house was quite nice and suited me just fine. I fired up my laptop and caught up on the latest Draft drama for the Lacrosse league and then switched it to a Netflix movie. Beer in hand, I sat on the couch and watched the dirty girls of Orange is the New Black while I picked at my soggy sandwich. Several minutes into a especially good scene, I paused it and went to my lugage to retrieve the little bottle of Lube and my Tenga egg. A lonely guy needs help sometimes, and these girls were going to help me out. I stripped down and laid a towel onto the couch before I sat down. I drained some lube into the little silicone egg and unpaused the show. It didn't take too much time and I was hard as a nail again. I popped the little white egg over my hard glans and moved it slowly and softly. My eyes closed, I wasn't even watching the video any more. I teased myself for a few minutes before I stopped and rested my hands at my sides, not eager for the journey to be over this soon. In my minds eye, I saw Carrie in that turquoise bikini from last year and my cock stiffened even more somehow. God how I wanted her, but... way, way out of my... everything. "Is that what I need to do to get a look at that thing? Start having sex with women in front of you?" I jumped up, shocked from my bliss, knocking the empty beer and sandwich alike onto the floor and the egg off of my penis. I grabbed the closest thing to cover myself with and lamented immediately the fact that now I would have to figure how to get lube out of the keys of my laptop. She stood behind the couch in a black bra, panties and garters, her stockinged feet deep into the sheepskin rug behind the couch. She had a bottle of wine in one hand, and two glasses in the other. A sexy smile crept across her face. "Looks like I won't need the wine to get what I want." "Carrie, what, I mean, Uh, But..." I stammered. She sat her cargo down onto a small table near the couch and walked toward me, I retreated until I was stopped by a wall. She didn't stop until she was so very close. "For an incredibly sexy man, you aren't being very suave. You should be pulling ass every night you go out." She was so close that I could smell the alcohol on her breath. She reached up and ran her right hand across my chest, letting the hair glide through her fingers. She looked from my chest to my face and smiled. "I'm glad you keep this fuzz. You have the body to be one of those Model types, but I much prefer sharing my body with a Man." With the last word she leaned in and kissed me. It was soft, barely there and sexy as hell, much like her clothing. I hardened against the laptop, a strange feeling to be sure. "Carrie, what if Mel comes down. I'd be so fucked." Her hand ran down my thigh and cupped my scrotum with a velvety soft touch. She moved her mouth next to my ear. "I'm here now, and you will be so fucked," she said in a breathy whisper. She took my ear lobe in my mouth and suckled it. A switch in my head flipped. It was the one marked "In case of Erotic Emergency". Deep down I knew Mel was out of it. No one tangles with 3 bottles of wine and a flask of single malt without hibernating for a day. Carrie wasn't so much of a to do box to check, she was more like a mountain I've admired from afar. Something I'd love to climb, but scared just the same because of what would happen if I did. I was sure you were supposed to have the hots for your older brother's girl, and she was no exception. The opportunity was presenting it's self, and I tried to live without regrets. I sat the laptop down and scooped her up, kissing her passionately. I had an arm behind her back and one under her legs. We walked past the couch and I laid her onto the sheepskin rug, taking my place beside her. She reached up to the gas fireplace we were next to and grabbed a remote. I looked at her quizzically and with a couple button pushes, the lights were off except for what was coming from the now lit gas fireplace. The flickering light danced on her barely clothed skin, and I drank it all in with my eyes. Her heavy breasts were barely contained in black lace and her hips, clearly designed for grabbing onto, looked somehow even more curvy with her laying on her side. I must admit that it was the stockings that got me most though. I am a leg man, through and through and hers were some of the best I'd ever seen. Full, strong thighs and lean well muscled calves wrapped in garters and stockings... Gods. I ran my hands over them reverently like the alter to her sex that they were. She turned onto her back and propped her self up with one if the pillows I'd knocked down. Gingerly, I unclasped the garters from the stockings and gently teased them down her legs. A maneuver I'd only seen on videos on the internet, but I wanted what was within, so I was motivated. Now naked, I rubbed their length and kneaded the muscle under the smooth skin. "You know, there's a saying," I said. "Every time a woman shaves her legs and doesn't get laid, a unicorn Dies." She laughed her wonderful full laughter with me. I never stopped touching her leg. "Then I guess it's good I came down here, you know, for the relief of unicorn kind." I leaned over and kissed her again deeply. Sated for the moment by her lips, I moved to the other leg and performed the same ritual. It was heavenly, but I was conflicted. Part of me felt that I should hurry up and get to the fucking, lest we get caught. The rest of me wanted to make sure that if this was my one and only chance, it would be memorable for both of us for positive reasons. I looked to her and she smiled. Her breath was as quickened as mine was, and I hoped for the same reasons. In many ways she had more to lose than I did. She sat up and we kissed again, holding each other close. My hands ran over her back, and I undid her bra with one hand, the other tangled in her hair, kneading her scalp. Her hands traced every muscle on my back, kneading the skin as she went. She placed her hand on my chest and pushed me onto my back. The sheepskin rug was truly heavenly, something I'd never be able to mention to my brother. Abruptly she leaned over me and took my length into her hot mouth. I moaned and my hips moved to meet her, involuntarily. Her bra had fallen off, and her breasts hung pendulous, swaying ever so slightly with her movements. There isn't a more sexy sight in all the world. Maybe I was a breast man after all. She alternated her hands, each taking a turn holding her up. One would rub my legs, up to my inner thigh and stroke me a few times while she sucked on me, then she would switch and the other hand would rub my chest, tease my nipples then move down my stomach and stroke me a few times while she sucked. It was incredible. I'd been with my share of girls, but this was in a different league entirely. "You are so beautiful," I managed between moans. She stopped and looked at me with an evil grin, "You're pretty hot yourself." She resumed her work, concentrating less on the up and down, and more with working her tongue side to side on just the underside while her hand rubbed and caressed my balls. It was like something I'd never felt. Her hand moved slightly, and she began teasing the opening my my butt. I liked my ass being played with, but I'd yet to find a girl that would help a guy out. It was a "In the privacy of my own home" thing. Here, I had to stop her from making me cum. "Oh god, stop," I hissed as her finger barely found it's way inside. "Mmm," I could feel the wound around my penis as she removed the offending finger and stopped her tongue work. "Good boy. I like teasing you." "God, you are incredible." I was out of breath and covered in sweat. She resumed her work and in just a few moments I had to have her stop again. "Oh, that's wonderful. I could feel the head getting even bigger. Fuck that's sexy." I lay there trying to get my breath, only to feel that wonderful mouth and finger resume their torture. Only seconds later, it was too much. "Ssstopp..." I begged. "No." was her terse reply and I came like I have never before, grunting, moaning, and thrashing about. She popped myself out of her mouth and rubbed my cock on her chest, ropes of cum covering those magnificent breasts while she stroked me. Utterly spent, she smiled and sat up. "I've wanted that thing in my mouth ever since we went to the Caribbean last year." I lay there, sweating and in absolute bliss. "You had an amazing Turquoise bikini. I remember it. I wanted in it. You're one of my favorite fantasies when I'm alone." She gave me a playful stroke. I was still hard. She moved beside me, lifted a leg over, and straddled my waist. "Condom?" I asked, suddenly concerned with, uh, long term consequences. "Tubal,"she said with a smile. "And so much for fantasies, you can get inside these right now, for real." She moved her thong to one side and guided me in. She was so wet, I glided in to the hilt with ease, lubricated by her need and saliva. She closed her eyes as I slid in and moaned a long low moan. "God I've wanted this, she said. Slowly she moved her hips back and forth moving me inside her. "Every time we chat on the phone, I see you in those board shorts." She switched and moved side to side in little moves, a motion I hadn't ever felt. I was fixated on her breasts. "I can't believe these are in my face like this." I kneaded them, slick with my cum and her sweat. It was dirty and sexy and... This would be a memory for a long time. She began to move back and forth again and I took the opportunity to reach down where we met and toy with her clit with my thumb. She threw her head back, "Oh... Mmmm.." Her movements got more abrupt but slower. She was driving herself onto me, grinding hard. "Don't you cum," I ordered. "Tease yourself." She continued to grind. I was still in recovery mode, so it felt great, but I wasn't close. She was moving slowly enough that I could feel the ripples and movements as I slid in her. Suddenly she stopped moving, "Oh.. Sstop." I did as directed and stopped with my thumb. After a few seconds, I resumed, slowly and teasingly. Her hips jerked involuntarily and that in turn drove her onto my cock. "Stop, stop, stop." she hissed with more urgency. I could feel her squeezing me. I smiled, pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. We kissed for several moments, my hands roaming all over her back and ass. I rolled her over without warning. Oh how I'd wanted to get between these legs for so long. I sat up, still buried in her. I resumed moving slowly and in long strokes, her legs pulled up and apart. I ran my hands along the inside of her thighs and over her stomach and breasts. One hand stayed on breast duty and teased first one then the other nipple. I loved making them hard and feeling the rough flesh around them. I pinched and rolled them in my fingers and kneaded the luscious flesh of her breasts, one then the other as I continued my slow thrusting. She closed her eyes and moaned, alternating between lifting her breasts to my hands and meeting my thrusts with her hips. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, then closed her eyes again, a very blissful look on her face writhing in the pleasure. I moved my other thumb to her button as I thrust. It began to tease her, running in circles around it, or over it, or up and down. Her hips moved even more now, and finally I was rewarded with, "Stop," coming from her lips. I began to move even faster, a steady clap, clap coming from where our bodies met in lust. I was getting close, but not as close as she was. I was fucking little mews from her mouth until finally a sexy "Ooohhhh, Yeah... Ungh..." came from her lips as she came hard, quivering. I gave her a few more strokes then stopped, buried deep within her as her muscles convulsed around me. My thumb followed suit, rubbing then just resting on her. She held her hands out and I collapsed onto her, kissing and caressing. After a little while of kissing she said, "Did you come again?" "No, that was for you." I smiled. She smiled back with half closed eye lids. "Hop up," she said. Grudgingly, I did so as did she. My penis swung comically as I stood there. She dropped her panties and garter onto the floor. She was magnificent. "Here, see if this works," she said, turning around and bending at her hips onto the back of the couch. The view was to die for, and if caught, I likely would but I'd die with a smile. I grabbed a hip with one hand, and with the other, drug myself up and down through her folds. It was delicious. Carefully, I aimed myself at her opening and entered her in one motion. We were both still slick with her fluids and we made that wet slap sound when I was in all the way. "Fuck me, Marc. Give me that dick." God, did this woman know all my weaknesses? I couldn't get the girls I dated to talk dirty, but she obviously knew what she wanted. Women are so much better than girls. I started thrusting with aplomb. Deep, hard thrusts that started when I was almost out, and ended when my balls slapped against her mons. I could feel my cock-head moving in her. I swear I could even feel the barely rough patch of her G-spot, something I think I was slamming against as I moved. "Yeah..." she hissed. "Like that. Take it baby." Her heart shaped ass tapered perfectly to her sexy body. I watched as I disappeared into her, and on the out stroke the skin of her pussy followed, like she didn't want me to leave. I'd never seen something so sexy. Suddenly, something changed. "You like that?" She said in a breathy tone. "God, what are you doing?" The feeling of my cock was somehow even better from time to time. "Squeezing you." She laughed and thrust her hips back. "Thank you... Dr Kegal," I said between thrusts. I ran my hands onto her hips and back to her ass, and suddenly the whole situation became too much. Fuck teasing myself, I wanted to cum. I sped up my long strokes, pulling little moans from her with every thrust. I felt her hand down where we met and suddenly she was thrusting back as hard as I was thrusting forward. Just This Once They talk about fireworks behind your eyes, or the voices of angels, or whatever. I just know that I had never felt ecstasy like that before, and the sound of her orgasm as I came was just so... perfect. I collapsed onto her back, the two of us resting against the couch. Finally, I slipped out, and drug her down onto the rug with me. We faced each other and I moved some of her auburn hair from her face. She smiled at the intimate gesture, suddenly embarrassed over something so personal, which seemed odd given the last hour. She reached to my face and touched it., gently caressing me. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. She ran a soft thumb over my eye lids, then down to my lips. "You are amazing," I finally said, breaking the perfect silence. "You know exactly what you want, how you like it, and you know how to make me feel amazing, like no one else has." She smiled, a small tear ran down her face. "I needed to hear that." "I bet it doesn't get said often enough." I ran my hands down her side and thigh, our eyes locked until she looked away. "I'm not sure this can... happen again." Her words were soft, barely audible over the beating of my heart in my ears. Every emotion I could feel washed over me. Sadness over the loss of something I'd never really had, Anger at the situation, Love for a woman that fit me so perfectly, Envy for a brother that didn't know what he had. "It can happen again," I said softly and she looked at me. "But you're right, I'm not sure it should." I was hurting inside, but understood what we both had to lose. "Is this going to fuck up things between us?" she said finally, her hand tracing the design of the tattoo on my deltoid. "Honestly?" I asked. "Between us, always." Her look was firm, lined with tears. "Probably." She looked away and this time a tear fell down my face. I reached out and turned her face back to me. "But we'll have to try to not let it. You were one of my best friends before, lets try to stay the same after." "Do you think... Will he ever..." I knew what she was thinking. "Fuck I hope not, not unless you tell him, because I NEVER will." She leaned over to me and kissed me deeply. "You were exactly what I needed." I smiled. "And you were more than I ever bargained for." Just This Once Amber Wave bit her lower lip and toyed with the key in her hand. She knew that once she unlocked the door she was committing herself to a fantasy she'd only imagined. Her throat went suddenly dry and her palms began to sweat. Taking a deep breath she slid the keycard in and watched the light flash green. The door opened and she stepped in. Three men sat at a small hotel room table. Cards were held in beefy fingers and chips littered the polished surface. They all looked at Amber and she felt her pulse race. Her gaze held each ones for a brief moment, before she set her overnight bag down. "I guess I owe you five grand," Jon said as he rose from the table. Amber knew it was Jon. She knew each one of the men, though this was the first time she was actually meeting them in person. Jon pushed in his chair, reached in his wallet and tossed it toward Mark. Mark chuckled, reached in and pulled out several green bills. Amber watched as he rolled them up and stuffed them in the front pocket of his jeans. Jon had said he was well off, now she'd seen the proof. "You bet him I wouldn't come?" Amber asked, slipping her shoes off and kicking them to the side. "He did," the third voice chimed in. Adam picked up the bottle of beer he'd been nursing and leaned back in his seat. "I however knew you'd come. You've wanted this too long." Amber blushed and nodded her head. What Adam said was true. She had fantasized about each man, whether it was just a one on one meeting or a group. It didn't matter to Amber, each one made her feel beautiful, something she herself never believed. "It feels odd though, just walking in here like this. . . I'm not sure what to do," she admitted and pulled off her jacket. Jon was there, taking it from her hand hanging it in the closet. She thanked him and then Mark rose, offering her a wine cooler, knowing she didn't like the taste of beer. She thanked him, but decided to pass up the offer. She wanted no excuses when the morning came. Amber shuffled nervously on her bare feet as she tried to settle the racing of her heart. Adam rose from the chair and walked over to Amber. She watched his movements, a fluttering in her belly just one of the signs that overcame her whenever she looked upon the older man. His salt and pepper gray hair was somewhat curly. It hung just over the collar of his dress shirt and the tie he wore hung loose around his neck. She remembered the way he looked in his pics and on the web cam. When he reached her, she felt herself sway toward him, blush brighter and then whimper softly when his hand caressed her cheek. "I've been wanting to do that since the first time I saw your picture," he told her and ran a finger along her jaw. Amber bit her lower lip and then felt Jon's breath brushing against her neck. She shivered as the soft strands of hair rose up and seemed to beg for his attention. Jon chuckled and ran his lips across her neck, while his fingers toyed with the bobby pins she had in her long copper hair. "I've been wanting to do that," he whispered, repeating words that Adam had just spoken. She leaned back and felt his chest against her back. Her lids fluttered closed and then they opened just enough to watch Mark step in. She felt his lips on her collar bone and praised herself for still standing. "Amber I don't think you have to worry about what to do. Since we arranged this little get together a few months ago, we've all been a little nervous. But it is something we've all imagined. . . and wanted," Adam said and then stepped back and removed his tie and shirt. Amber watched him, continuing to whimper and gasp as Jon and Mark slowly removed her clothing. She felt strong fingers skim down her arms and then rest on her hips. She knew they were Jon's; his hands were soft; he claimed it was because he was a pencil pusher and had grown up a city kid. She didn't care though, she loved the soft skin as it curled around her shirt's hem and grazed up her sides. Amber felt a bit of self-consciousness when her spaghetti strap top was off and her strapless bra was all that hid her large breasts. She reached up to cover herself but stopped when Adam shook his head no, seconds before Mark pulled her arms away. Jon's fingers had managed to free her long curly hair and he now toyed with it as he casually made his way down her back to play with the snap of the offending satin and lace. She felt one hook, then another, followed by a third; her bra was soon only held up because of the fullness that was buried inside the material. "Mark, you concentrate on the front while I learn how straight this lass's spine is," Jon whispered and gathered Amber's locks into one hand, swept it over her shoulder and let it spill across her chest. She shivered when she felt his tongue begin to trace the shape of his intended path. The tip trailed a line of moisture that made her skin grow warm and pink. Mark chuckled, more than willing to do as his friend had suggested. He stood at an angle, allowing Adam the view he desired. Amber shifted nervously; her fingers, clenched in fists, remained at her side. She tried to remain calm, but her body betrayed her. The scent of her sex was already wafting up to mingle with the aroma of both feminine and masculine colognes. She breathed deep, enjoying the different fragrances and then took in her own natural perfume and closed her eyes. She felt Mark's hands take the sides of her bra. He tugged gently and then she heard a low moan of approval from both Adam and Mark. She smiled softly, opened the lids that covered her dark green eyes. The sight of the two men's faces, told her that she was desired. Butterflies erupted deep in her stomach. She got bolder and ran her palm down her chest, cupping one breast and squeezing it gently. As she did, she felt a nip to the small of her back and jerked from the electric jolt that spread through her back and skated around her hips to settle on the top of her pussy. "Oh my,"she whispered. Her ass pressed back into Jon's personal space and she felt his hands grip both cheeks. He was on his knees now, she could tell by the loss of his chest that she had been leaning against. Mark covered her hand and squeezed the generous mound of flesh she was holding, then pushed her hand away and lifted it up for Adam's inspection. "Beautiful isn't she?" he asked, though no one needed an answer. Adam gave one though, nodding his head and then reaching to remove his slacks. She'd noted that each man had already removed shoes and socks. She also knew that each man had come to the hotel room, prepared to leave if Amber didn't show up or if she said no. Now that she was willingly there, and allowing the other two men to undress her, everyone knew this fantasy was going to become a reality. She, Jon, Mark and Adam wanted the same things, just for different reasons. She wanted to be the slut that lived inside her head, the fantasy woman that lay on a bed and was covered in the seed of many. Adam was to be the man in charge. Mark as well as Jon simply wanted to sample the delights Amber had been showing them after conquering weeks of self-doubt. There were no promises of love or devotion. Friendship and respect existed between them all as well as lust and curiosity. Amber looked back to Mark and watched as his fingers brushed against one of her nipples. She watched it grow thicker and harder. The ridges of her areola poked out and she gasped when the pad of his thumb brushed against them. He moved and pressed a kiss just above the pink-hued circle; her throat allowed a growl of impatience to escape. Soft chuckles came from each man and she grinned. Her left hand came up to play with Mark's blond hairs and she felt its softness against her palm. "Aww, Mark, don't tease," she whispered. Her body was burning. She watched Mark step away and felt Jon's hands on her jeans. The button was soon popped free, the zipper hauled down and as Jon unwrapped her, Mark and Adam watched with looks of hunger clearly written on their faces. Jon's hands pulled the denim down, and held one leg then the other as she stepped out of them. She heard a low whistle and looked down to see his eyes focusing in on her white bikini-cut panty. She hooked her fingers into the band and began to shimmy herself out of them, and giggled when Jon picked them up, breathed deep the scent of her and then tucked them into his back pocket. "A souvenir?" she asked, "Are you going to forget me?" she teased. Jon rolled his eyes and then playfully slapped her naked ass. "I doubt any of us will forget this night. "Do you still want everything we talked about?" he asked, then looked over to the other men. She stepped up to the bed and ran her hands across the headboard. "I'm glad this is going to happen," she told them and slid onto the thick blankets. She sat down in the center and watched each man reveal himself to her as they finished disrobed. Three cocks jutted out from three different men. Amber gazed longingly at each one. Adam's was the longest of the three; his pubic hairs were a soft gray and white. The desire to run her polished fingernails through the curls made her sex tingle. She knew the red polish would contrast well against the tight hair. Mark's was thicker, but shorter. She was curious as to how he would feel inside her tight channel. His balls were larger than Adam's, as well as shaved. Already she wanted to suckle the spheres and toy with the soft hairless package. She blushed when she heard Jon's question, "Enjoying the view?" Her gaze met his and then she purposely took a long and slow journey down his body. His cock was slightly crooked, slim and already glistening with pre cum. She licked her lips and winked at him. "Very much so," she said before laying back on the pillows and ran one hand down her torso, cupped a breast, squeezed it and then asked, "Are you?" Her other hand moved down to her pussy and she rested her palm against it. Three nods came from the three men and as they watched her Amber slipped her middle finger into her slick opening. She kept her gaze on the faces of her friends and soon to be lovers. She explored herself, never going too deep, but still she knew the juices of her sex were slipping free of their home and gathering on the soft appendage. "Where to begin?" Mark asked, as he moved toward the Amber. He climbed on the bed and laid down beside her. His hand rested against her stomach, the other remained bent and he supported his head on his palm. He trailed circles across the round belly, toyed with her navel and then brushed against the red bush that kept the treasure of their lust hidden. Amber smiled, turned her head toward his and kissed his lips. Their tongues danced slowly as she felt him slide his hand upwards and rest just under her left tit. She turned just so, and felt his cock pressing against her hip. The bed shifted and she felt a pair of hands on her ass. Releasing Mark's mouth she turned her head and captured Jon's. They too did an erotic dance with their wet muscles; each one shivered when the kiss ended. His hands moved from her ass up her ribs and then into her hair. She felt his cock jerk against her ass cheek and she pushed back against it. "I want you there," she whispered and licked his upper lip, before she moved her emerald gaze to Adam. "There is where you'll have him," Adam told her and grabbed her ankles. He pulled her down the bed and then moved his hands to her hips. Pulling her up, he felt the full length of her body pressed against his. She rubbed herself, letting her nipples feel the hairs of his chest as her fingers searched out the cock and balls she desperately wanted to touch. Her gaze traveled down to watch as the red polish stood out against the backdrop of snowy white and gray. She pulled on the hairs, just enough to bring a soft groan of approval from Adam. He took her hands away and kissed the inside of her wrists. "I want your pussy," he told her and nipped at the pulse that raced beneath her tender skin. She nodded her head and watched the other two men move from the center of the bed. Adam took her hand and he climbed onto the spot she'd been sitting. He pulled her to him and covered her mouth. "Climb on board, beautiful," he said and then helped her straddle his hips. Amber felt tension rise up and invade her mind. She bit down on her lip and mentally scolded herself. Mark's hand rested against her shoulder and she turned to him. She smiled at the offered condom, took it with grace and sheathed her lover's long tool. Adam groaned as her fingers rolled the latex down. Her fingers brushed his cock with a gentleness that caused his dick to bounce. Amber's lips rose in a smirk of satisfaction and then she lifted herself up on her knees. "Ready?" she asked and then felt Adam's hands on her hips. She knew from the look in his eyes that he was beyond ready. The swollen shaft in her hands spoke of just how ready he was. As she lowered herself, he lifted his hips and pulled her down onto his rod. A moan of pleasure escaped them both and then she felt Jon's soft hands on her ass. "Are you ready?" he asked and she nodded her head, too busy enjoying the feeling of Adam's member buried deep inside her. Her hair cascaded down her back. The soft curly ends brushed against the roundness of her ass and Adam's thighs. The sound of a flip top lid filled the room and Amber leaned over Adam. Her hands rested on each side of his head and she grinned down at him as her hair made a curtain. "That feels good," he whispered, before pushing his tongue into her mouth and toying with the wet muscle. Amber moaned her agreement and then tensed slightly when the warm lube began to fill her tight anal opening. She was ready for Jon's dick. For several months she'd been playing with herself, anally. She had purchased toys in various shapes and sizes, took photos of herself while she "graduated" up to a larger dildo or vibe and those were often sent to the three men whom she hungered for. Firm hands spread her cheeks open and she pushed down on Adam's cock as well as relaxing her muscles so Jon could enter her easily. Adam's hand moved to the back of her head and he brought her back down to his seeking lips. As they kissed, Jon eased his cock into her ass. Slowly he went, bringing various moans to Amber's lips, that were eagerly swallowed up by Adam. When she felt the full length of Jon's slim dick buried in her tight hole, she sighed. Adam left her lips, nipped at her jaw and then began to suck on the soft lobe of her ear. He felt her begin to rise up and he growled low. Her muscles clenched around his shaft and her nipples pressed into his chest, the hard nubs teasing his skin. Amber felt Jon withdraws and then slide back in. A few more globs of lube were shoved into her opening and she felt the warmth of the gel further coat her cavity. She hissed, opening her mouth to let out a soft squeal and whisper for Jon to fuck her slow and steady. He agreed and then the bed shifted again. Amber opened her eyes and smiled at Mark. Her gaze left his and she saw his cock, proudly uncovered and pointing at her open mouth. "Feed it to me," she told him. Her voice was thick with the lust her body felt. Mark took his shaft and pumped it several times before letting the tip play with the soft petals of her lips. She circled the rod with the tip of her tongue, sucked on the pre cum and then pushed her head onto the hard meat. Amber closed her eyes and felt her body begin to hum in pleasure. As Adam slid his cock in and out of her, his hands pushing between them to knead her breasts, Jon continued to retreat and attack her tight hole. She was in a place where only her mind had been, now her body was living the dream. "Fuck Amber. You're so hot," one man's voice reached into her thought process. She ground her hips, bring another curse from Adam's lips. Jon's words mirrored Adam's and she purred in pleasure, bringing a mutter of incoherency from Mark as the vibrations rolled across his dick. The sound of baritone voices mixed with girlish squeals and gasps filled the air. Amber took time from blowing Mark to lap at his balls, sucking the spheres into her mouth and rolling them back and forth. She felt hands on her tits, rolling her nipples, pinching and pulling them. Adam's mouth bit down on her shoulder, another squeak of pleasure erupted from her lips and she smiled down at him. "Again," she said and was rewarded with a harder pinch. She opened her mouth and welcomed Mark's cock back into the heated blanket of tongue, cheek and moisture. Jon bent over her, leaving her a love mark on her back with his teeth, before he reached back and slapped her ass. "Ohhh fuck, yes," she muttered, leaving Mark's dick to beg Jon to spank her again. When she returned to sucking one lover's cock, every slap brought a moan that rolled through her and covered him. In time the sounds of pleasure were replaced with shouts of "fuck", "coming", "oh God yes", and "Fuckin' slut." The last words brought a thrill to Amber and she felt her pussy suddenly explode. Her come flooded Adam at the same time Mark's filled her throat. She swallowed, knowing that his was only the first of many ounces she'd be drinking. Her lips slipped up his shaft, sucking as she drew another stream of juice from his balls. She reached the tip and then let his cock plop out of her mouth. Mark knew what she wanted and he pumped the last spray onto her cheeks. Amber grinned in delight as the hot seed slid across her face, dripped down her chin and fell across the smooth neck, bruised by Adam's teeth. She felt Jon pull his dick from her, and heard the ripping of the condom as he tore it from his rod. Looking back, she watched him stroke the now unsheathed dick and soon ropes of pearls coated her ass and back. She climaxed again, the sight bringing her nothing but pure carnal pleasure. "Amber," Adam's voice reached into her lust-laden mind. She turned glassy eyes to him and barely heard his words. "I need to come, baby girl." She slipped off his cock and sat on her knees. Her hands lifted her breasts and she watched Adam rise to his knees, uncover his dick and finish himself off. His cream sprayed over her tits. Freckles once a soft tan were soon blanketed in a creamy froth of white pearls. She ran her fingers through them, trailing the sticky substance all over her areola's and rubbing it back and forth, up to her neck, and then across to her lips. She shivered as come slid down the cheeks of her ass and along her thighs. Amber left the hotel, several hours later, more come covered her as well as settled into a warmth that filled her belly. The smile on her face hid the secret buried deep inside that no one, but Mark, Adam, and Jon knew. The fantasy that she'd lived with for so long was nothing like the real thing and she knew that in time, she'd want to live a new fantasy. She thought of her three friends and wondered if they'd be up to the task when it was time to act out another dream. Just This Once I was fucking mad and fucking horny. My husband was cheating and I found out from my son and daughter. They knew he was fucking his assistant for over a month. I could understand him getting sex on the side since I have been unable to have sex for almost six months now. A rare medical condition forced me to stop having sex while I was on medication. But that bastard went behind my back. If he had come to me I would have given my permission but he had rather sneak around and fuck her. Hell I may have even watched! I had just received a clean bill of health from my doctor two days ago and was planning to fuck Bill's brains out but that wasn't going to happen now. I was so fucking horny that I couldn't see straight but I was just as pissed off. The medication I was taking increases your libido and for the past month it was all I could do to stop myself from fucking each door knob I passed. My son and daughter were very understanding. My doctor had talked with each of them and explained my situation. My mood swings were getting in the way of my better judgment sometimes and she thought they should be aware of the side effects. Besides I caught myself coming on to my son and daughter more than once. If I wasn't a stay at home mom then I probably would have jumped someone at work by now. My son is 19 and a good looking young man and my daughter's 18 and is as beautiful and sexy as they come. I guess I am still considered attractive and work to stay in shape. I am still the same size I was when I was twenty. Not bad for a woman of 38. But my husband had pissed me off. I had never refused him and even when he wanted a third to join us in the bedroom I said yes even though she was only twenty one and I was thirty three at the time. We had a great time and I found out that I love to eat pussy. It's too bad she was from out of state. I could have eaten that pussy again! Somehow I knew I was going to get revenge. I didn't want a divorce but I was going to get something I knew he wanted and couldn't have...our daughter. We are a very open couple and are willing to try anything together. More often than not we only talk about what we would like to do but rarely act on it and never alone. Well this is something that I was going to make sure that I had without him but he knew about it. My daughter is only 5'1" but has a 34D chest and a flat stomach that make most women envious. Lately she has been coming to me and talking about sex and her sexual desire to be with another woman. Actually that is what had gotten me thinking about having sex with her. She asked me if I had ever been with another female and of course I told her yes and it was a very pleasurable experience. Bonnie and I talked for a couple of hours that night before she went to bed. Now when she and Brian told me about their father's affair I got pissed. Bill was leaving for a job out of town that night and would be gone for 2 weeks. When he came home from work that day and started to pack for his trip I didn't say anything to let on that I knew about him and Annie. I had known Annie since she started working for Bill over about eight months ago. I even liked her. She was beautiful, sexy and smart. I had considered having her over for a little party in our bedroom once I was able. We had gone shopping together and we had dinner with her on several occasions at our home. Once we were shopping and trying on cloths in the same changing room. She was fucking hot and started coming onto me. She and I had stripped down to our bras and panties and she turned and bumped into me. I turned and there we were...face to face....tits to tits. I was going to let her have me but the attendant interrupted us. Thank goodness too. At the time I still wasn't suppose to have sex. Damn I could have eaten her pussy right then and there! Damn him! Not only did he ruin my surprise of getting fucked before he left but he ruined any thought of getting Annie into bed with us. Anyway, Bill left shortly there after but I let him know before he left that I would have a surprise for him when he got home. He was in a rush so he didn't have time to ask me what but I knew he was curious. After Bill left I ask Brian and Bonnie into the den to talk. "What you told me about your dad is to stay between us for the time being. You know due to my medical condition that we haven't had sex for over six months and in a way I understand your dad's needs. However, I have needs too and I'm going to get them fulfilled. I hope you understand. The doctor gave me a clean bill of health two days ago although I will be on the medicine for a while yet. The effect of increasing my libido is still with me and now that Bill has decided to seek pleasure elsewhere I guess I will too. I thought since you kids were involved in this you should know." "We do mom and we think you have every right to be satisfied. Brian and I have talked about this and we both agree. What dad did is wrong although we both understand that he has needs. We don't agree with his methods." "That's right mom. Bonnie and I want to know what we can do to help." That was the opening I was hoping for. I suspected both our children were virgins but more than once I had peeked in on them exploring each other's bodies. Nothing serious and I was sure they never went all the way but still I knew they were curious. "Thanks, I need all the help I can get right now. This medicine has made me so fucking horny that I don't know what to do. I'm sorry for my language but if I don't have sex soon I'll go mad and your dad has pissed me off on top of that! I know the doctor explained everything to you and I hope you understand. I need sex in a bad way and I can't wait much longer. But right now I'm so mad I could cut your father's dick off!" "No need to do that mom! I'm sure dad will come to his senses soon. Don't you Bonnie?" "Yea, mom what can we do to help?" "I know this is going to sound strange but I need your help to get off! You know, to have an orgasm. I don't know if I can do it by myself and I refuse to go outside the family like your dad did. I don't want to come back with some sort of disease. If I don't cum soon I am going to go nuts!" Both of them looked at me for a long time then at each other. They didn't know what to say. "Before you make up your minds I want to let you know that I have seen the two of you together. I know you haven't had sex but I know you fool around. I figure if you enjoy each other you might be willing to help me too. Besides, Brian if you would have asked me I would let you see me in the shower. You don't have to sneak around. As a matter of fact you can take a shower with me anytime! And I would definitely let you wash me all over! As for you Bonnie, if you want to have sex with me just tell me. You don't have to pretend to be asking about someone else and telling me your fantasies, just tell me that you want to eat my pussy. I'm always here for my children! Well....do the two of you want to have sex with your mother or don't you?" With that both of them shook their heads yes. "Good, now remember, you are adults and you don't have to do anything you don't want to do and you can stop anytime you want. Is that clear?" "Of course mom! But when do you want to, Uh, you know, Uh, get started?" "Right now if it's OK with you. Like I said, I need sex!" They both smiled and I knew they were ready. Bonnie's nipples were already hard and I could see the outline of Brian's cock down his pants leg. "How do you want to get started?" "Well, how about we start by seeing what Brian is trying to hide." Brian jumped up and pulled off his shirt without having to be asked twice. Two seconds later his pants were off and the biggest fucking cock I had ever seen was dangling between his legs. Brian was much bigger than his dad and he had a nice size cock! "Nice isn't it mom? Brian had let me touch it several times but I've always been afraid to fuck him. It looked too big for my pussy." My eyes glossed over as I stared at that huge piece of meat. How could he have been able to hide that thing from me all this time? "Ok mom, I'm ready. Are you going to strip too?" I slowly got up from the couch as Brian sat back down and started to stroke his monster cock. Bonnie still had her cloths on but she leaned over and took her brothers cock head into her mouth and stared to suck. It was all she could do to get that much of his cock in her mouth. She used both hands to stroke his meat as she licked and sucked on his cock head. After a couple of minutes I realized that I was standing over my children fully clothed. I started to take off my blouse, then my bra letting loose my big tits. My tits are 36D and my nipples were as hard as rocks. I could see Brian's eyes get bigger as I started pinching my nipples making them even harder. Next I slipped my skirt and panties off to reveal my shaved pussy. Bonnie stopped sucking her brother and looked at me as I stuck one then two fingers up my already wet pussy. I moved toward Brian placing one knee on one side of him and then the other knee on the other side. His incredibly big horse cock sticking straight up with the help of his sister's little hand. Bonnie raised her head and started sucking on my right tit still holding on to her brother's cock. Brian started sucking on my other tit as I lowered myself on my son's dick. "Oh fuck Brian. That is the biggest fucking cock I have ever seen. Ahhhhh... Oh yes that feels so fucking good. I'm going to enjoy fucking this monster! Slow baby, let mama get use to the size of this thing. This thing is so big I feel like a virgin again!" I looked down and realized I only had about one quarter of his cock in my pussy. I already felt full but I knew I was going to somehow take all of it in my cunt. I started moving up and down in small, slow strokes trying to get use to the immense size of my son's meat. "Ahhhhh..... Oh fuck that is so good!!! Hold still honey and let your mama fuck that wonderful piece of meat you have. Oh god that is so fucking big. It feels so fucking good I want it all. That's it baby; give me all your cock honey. Fuck your mama with that big fucking cock of yours!" "Oh yes mom! Your pussy is so fucking tight. Keep going, take it all! Take all my cock!" Up and down I went driving my son's cock deeper and deeper into my cunt. All of a sudden I felt I had bottomed out and realized I had all Brian's cock buried in me. I don't know how I did it but all nine inches of my son's cock was shoved deep into my cunt. Bonnie started stripping off her cloths as I continued to fuck my son. Before long Bonnie was standing over Brian's face letting Brian lick her horny little pussy as I continued to fuck myself on his big dick. I was sitting on my son's cock looking straight into my daughter's shaved cunt. I could see and smell her juices as Brian licked and sucked her horny little pussy. In no time I was cumming and started slamming my pussy up and down on his gigantic cock. "Oh fuck me Brian...Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhh....FUCK YOUR HORNY MOTHER! FUCK ME!!!....Ahhhhhhh...OH SHIT ....Ahhhhh I'M CUMMMMMING!!!!!!" Just as my orgasm broke loose I could feel my cunt being filled up with my son's cum. I kept slamming my cunt up and down on his cock as hard as I could and my orgasm kept going on and on.... "Ahhhhhh.....I'M CUMMING BRIAN!! DON'T STOP LICKING MY PUSSY!!!! OH FUCK I'M CUMMING!!!" With that I could see Bonnie start shooting girl cum into her brother's mouth and face. I had never seen a woman cum that much but Bonnie was holding her pussy open as Brian continued to lick and suck his sister. Bonnie's pussy cum was running down Brian's chin and neck. Once my orgasm had settled down I slipped of Brian's cock which had not fully gone soft and dropped to my knees. I could feel his cum running down the inside of my thighs and I felt a huge void between my legs. I grabbed that huge cock and started licking the mixture of his cum and my cum from his prick. It wasn't long before Bonnie joined me and we both began licking and sucking all the cum off that man meat. Once we cleaned my son's cock I sat on the edge of the couch next to Brian as he started to suck on my tinder breast. Before I knew it Bonnie was between my legs and started licking the cum from my pussy. At first it surprised me but the feeling was so good I laid my head back and pulled her into my cunt by her hair. I slid forward until my pussy was over the edge of the couch and my daughter had full access to my dripping cunt. Slowly the urge to cum again started to build but this was different. This was a slow build and started at the center of my pussy and worked it way up. I had closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation but when I opened them again I noticed Brian gone. I looked over at Bonnie and could see Brian behind his sister easing his donkey cock into her pussy. Bonnie's eyes rolled back as she opened her legs as wide as she could to allow her brother full access. I could tell Brian was pushing hard against his sister and Bonnie was pushing back against Brian's cock. Bonnie's face was buried in my snatch and she was still trying to eat my pussy as Brian was trying to fuck her. "Easy Brian.... Take it easy with your sister's virgin cunt. Slowly baby. Let her enjoy that big fucking cock. Oh yea! That's it, OK, now start moving slowing. In and out. In and out, let her get use to it. That's good! I can tell she likes the way you're fucking her. Give a little more baby. Yea that's right baby. You can start fucking her harder now. Yea, that's it! Fuck her Brian! Fuck your little sister! Make her fucking cum on your cock!!! Make your sister cum all over that huge cock!!!" Bonnie was moaning into my cunt with ever stroke Brian made. The harder he fucked her the harder Bonnie licked my pussy and the more she moaned. I kept holding her head in position to keep contact with her. My orgasm continued to slowly build. "That's it Brian fuck her! Fuck the little bitch hard. Make her cum. Make her fucking eat my pussy!! Oh fuck!!!! Shove your tongue up mama's cunt you little cunt eater!! Fuck you mama with your tongue bitch!!! Fuck your mama with your tongue baby! Make me cum in your mouth!!! Oh yea!!! Suck that nasty cum out of mama's pussy!!!" Brian was fucking his sister with long hard stokes and Bonnie was cumming and eating my cunt. "I'm cumming Bonnie! I'm gonna cum in your horny little cunt!!!! Yea baby sister. You're taking all my fucking cock in your cunt! You should see how deep I'm going in your tight little pussy! Ahhhhhhh!! I'm fucking gonna CUMMMMMMM!!!" As soon as I heard those words I started cumming in my daughter's mouth. I could see Brian shove his horse cock deep in his sister and start shooting cum into her cunt. Bonnie was screaming and moaning into my pussy making my orgasm even more intense. "EAT ME!! OH FUCK YOU'RE MAKING MAMA CUM BABY!!!! I'M CUMMMINGGGGGG!!!" Moments later Brian sat back and Bonnie fell over on the floor. I could still feel my cum running out my cunt and into my ass. Oh what a fucking experience. I had no idea that it would be this good. "Mom?" "Yes Brian?" "Mom, do you think I can fuck your ass now?" My eyes flew open. How could he be ready again this soon? I looked over at him and saw him stroking his nearly erect cock. "I think we can arrange that but you will have to give me a couple of minutes to freshen up and to get some lubricant. I don't think I can take that cock of yours without some help." "OK mom. Two minutes. I'll be ready." I got up to get cleaned up....I was afraid if I stayed where I was for too long I would have an ass full of cock before I was prepared. Chapter 2 I took a quick shower and walked back into the den. It was a huge surprise to see Brad sitting in a chair next to the couch where Bonnie and Brian were sitting still naked. "The kids and I have had a talk while you were out. It seems there is a misunderstanding on their part but what I want to know is what the fuck is going on here?" Brad asked. About that time Bonnie started to speak. "Mom, Brian and I told dad that we thought he was having an affair at work. We had heard him and Annie talking about sex and we thought they were talking about them having sex." Then Brian put it two cents worth in. "Yea mom, Bonnie and I heard them and we thought they were having sex." I looked over at Brad and he just sat there quietly. "So you're telling me that you and Annie aren't fucking?" "No, we were talking about your idea of including her." Brian replied. "Oh shit!" Brad looked me straight in the eye and demanded to know what was going on. "I want to know how long you, Bonnie and Brian have been fucking behind my back." "Ok, I'll tell you. Today was the first time. When I heard that you and Annie were screwing around I got mad. Not because you were fucking her but because you didn't tell me first. I don't care if you have sex with her. I understand. After six months I don't blame you but I got mad because you didn't come to me first." Brad sat back in his chair. I guess my answer surprised him. Everything went quiet for several minutes but in that time my sexual desire started to come back with a vengeance. I took a seat between Brian and Bonnie on the couch. We must have been a site for Brad. Here we were, his wife and children, naked, sitting next to each other after just having sex trying to explain why we were fucking and he was the one being left out. "OK, I'll buy that. I guess if I had overheard the same conversation I might have assumed the same thing. Thinking back on it now I guess it was pretty graphic. But how come the three of you are fucking!" Brad demanded. "The doctor gave me the OK two days ago. I was going to surprise you but that is when I was told of your affair. I got so mad but now, well now I'm sorry I didn't ask you about it before you left." Brad thought for a minute then he leaned forward in the chair. "Well I guess it could have been worse. You could have gone outside and gotten who knows what kind of disease. I suggest we just forget and forgive and go on from here. Besides I'm getting fucking horny just looking at the three of you. Remember I've gone without for six months too!" I looked over and saw Bonnie and Brian smiling. I knew everything was going to be alright now. I got off the couch and moved towards my husband. "In that case let's just see what we can do about that!" I knelt down in between Brad's legs and pulled down the zipper of his pants. I reached in and pulled out his hard cock already oozing cum. "Well it does look like someone is in need of a little attention. Bonnie, would you like to help me with this? I think after all we have put your dad through he deserves a little extra." "Of course mom. It would be my pleasure!" Bonnie replied. Bonnie joined me next to her father and both of us started to lick the head and sides of Brad's cock. Brad started to moan as he laid his head back on the chair. I reached up, undid his belt and with a little effort pulled his pants down and off. Next I removed his shoes, socks and began working on his shirt while Bonnie took over the cock sucking. "Dad, Ummm, I love the taste...Ummm...of your cock!" Bonnie moaned. Brad looked up as I started to suck and bite on his nipples making him moan with pleasure. "Ummm...Oh fuck honey that feels good! Oh yes, keep sucking your daddy's cock just like that!" I felt something brushing up against my let and looked down to see Brian taking my place next to his sister. "Need some help sis?" Brian asked Bonnie. "Sure if you don't mind sharing!" Bonnie replied. The next thing I knew Brian and Bonnie were both sucking their father's fat cock. Brad reached down and pulled both Brian's and Bonnie's heads towards his prick as his orgasm started to build. I could see the tension start to build in Brad's face. It's a look that I knew all too well. Just This Once "Oh fuck!!! Your gonna make me cum!! OH FUCK I'M FUCKING CUMMING!!! AHHHHHH...AHHHH...OH FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD!!!!" Brad yelled" At that moment Brad shot a huge load of cum straight up in the air until Bonnie covered the head of her father's cock with her mouth and started sucking the cum from the source. The first shot of cum landed on the side of Brian's face and ran down into his mouth. I watched as Brian licked all his father's cum and began fighting his sister for the remaining cum in their father's prick. They switched positions over their father's cock as it continued to shoot his load of cum into their waiting mouths. Finally spent Brad relaxed into the chair while his children fought over the remaining cum dribbling down his cock and balls. Once Brad had cum all he was able Bonnie and Brian continued to lick and suck as much cum from their father's cock as was possible. It was then that Brad realized that Brian was also responsible for making him cum. "Oh fuck Brian; I didn't know you liked to suck cock too!" His son looked up at Brad and smiled. "Not usually dad but I wasn't going to let Bonnie and mom have all the fun. Besides sucking your cock isn't the same as just sucking anyone. We're family!" He was right. Now how do I get these two guys ready to double fuck me? The End Just This Once You pull me into your arms, and I tremble as your soft lips brush against mine. God, you're so perfect; at least physically. I'm overcome with desire as you kiss me tenderly, pulling me so close that our bodies are pressing together. I can feel how excited you are by the huge, hard lump in your pants as it presses into me. I don't know much about you, except your name and the fact that you turn me on beyond belief. I don't know what it is, but isn't that the difference between lust and love? I know you'll probably just end up hurting me, maybe breaking my heart after it's all said and done. I usually over think or analyze things before I act. Not tonight; I'm overcome with desire and I'm letting my body guide me. I can think all I want tomorrow morning. Tonight, I'm yours. You kiss me, and I lose myself in your embrace, your warmth. You tower over me and even if I wanted to say no, you'd probably take me anyway. You know how bad I really want you, and my pleas would be empty. You're that strong, dominant alpha male with the ridiculously good looks and perfect body that I always try to avoid. God knows why you want me, but I'm determined to at least have this one night with you. I want you so bad I'd probably do anything you'd ask of me. I hate you for making me feel this way; I'm usually not this kind of girl. I wrap my arms around you and run my fingers through your short hair as my mouth parts, welcoming your soft, probing tongue. Your hands roam freely over my body, making me shiver with anticipation. I moan as your hand slides between my legs and presses into me, caressing me. I know you can feel the heat from my body. You break the kiss and give me a wicked smile. You know the effect you have on me and I'm letting you take full advantage. I let you push me back on the bed and a second later, you join me, pinning me down with your body as you resume the assault on my senses. Your lips are sweet, but your kisses are rough and urgent. Your fingers begin to skillfully unbutton my blouse. I try to stop you, halfheartedly, but your brush my hands aside and pull off my top. Your mouth leaves mine and begins to trail smoldering kisses down my jaw, to my neck and the hollow of my throat. Your hands are on my breasts, teasing each nipple gently. You move your mouth down to my breasts and begin to slowly kiss and bite each nipple, one at a time. I drop my head back passively, letting you conquer me. I'm practically trembling with desire, and I want you so bad it hurts. "Yes, baby...you like that, don't you? You want my cock, little girl?' I blush at your words, but nod in agreement. You continue to fondle my breasts and tease my erect nipples with your wet tongue. At this point, I'm moaning softly under my breath and I can feel myself growing wetter by the moment. Our eyes meet for a moment and though I'm hesitant, you reassure me with your gaze. Your hands move to undo the clasp of my pants, and you pull the garment from my body a second later. You softly stroke me through my panties, leaving soft kisses down my chest as you work your way down my body. You stop, get up from the bed, and begin to remove your own clothing as I watch. You pull off your polo shirt, revealing perfect abs and a defined chest. You're so fucking sexy. It's like you stepped off the pages of a magazine cover. You're too perfect. You smile at my approval as you pull off your pants. I can see the outline of your huge cock through your boxers. You grin and slowly pull off your boxers. The full length of your shaft springs free and I am amazed at how large you really are. You step forward and I reach out, shyly brushing my fingertips down your firm stomach, then wrapping my fingers tentatively around your hardening cock. You bring the swollen head to my lips and I kiss it softly, then gently lick it with my wet tongue. You gasp, and I take you in my mouth boldly. I suck you gently, taking as much in my mouth as possible while wrapping my hand around the bottom of your shaft. I can't get the whole thing in my mouth, and you're not pushing me to do so, only enjoying the pleasure I am giving you. Your hands gently rest on the back of my head, stroking my hair lightly as you murmur words of encouragement. I feel as though I'm worshipping you, trying to show you that I'm worthy of your presence. I submit to you completely, sucking your cock with all the skill I possess. I can hear you moaning as I work your large cock into my mouth, doing my best to please you. Moments later, you withdraw from my mouth and get back on the bed, kneeling between my legs. I let you pull my panties off, completely exposing myself to you. You gently stroke me, and insert your fingers. I gasp when I feel how wet I am. You lower your hot mouth to my flesh and taste me, using your tongue to explore and probe me. I moan loudly as my back arches, pushing myself against your tongue. Your strong hands find my hips and hold me in place firmly as your tongue flicks over my clit. I'm trying to regain control over my body so I don't look like a desperate woman, flailing wildly at your touch. You stop long enough to pull on a condom. Then I feel you lower your strong, hard body onto mine, your arms on either side of me, pressing me back into the mattress. We kiss, openly and passionately. I whimper as I feel your cock pressing against me. I've never wanted anything so badly before. You sit up, taking your cock in hand, and guide it to my entrance. You push gently and I can feel the head pressing against me. I close my eyes and my fingers grip the sheets. You take your time, gently sliding in and out. I've never had a cock as large as yours and I know you don't want to hurt me. I moan as you slowly enter me, inch by inch. Finally you are leaning over me, buried in me to the hilt. You lean over and kiss my lips tenderly, allowing me to adjust to the fullness of your cock. I'm ready now, and you take me into your arms as we make love. Every thrust penetrates me deeper then ever before. I moan each time you thrust into me, loving the way your huge cock feels deep in my tight pussy. I can feel you throbbing inside me. Soon, we're both moaning, groaning and gasping in desire. I know I'm going to come soon, and you slow your pace, thrusting into me hard. I don't know how you know me so well; I love it slow but hard. My body responds to you. You know exactly where to put your hands, your lips. I moan and gasp as my body writhes under your touch. I've never felt so utterly overtaken before. I never do this....I never let my desire or passion overtake me, making me moan and whimper and cry out in pleasure. Usually I stay completely in control, never letting someone dominate me. But I don't have to tell you where to go or what to do for you to make me come, and I realize that in itself is intoxicating. I can just let my body respond to yours. I don't have to think at all. I try to hold back my orgasm to prolong the pleasure, but you won't have that. You increase the intensity of your thrusts, and before long I'm shaking in anticipation. "That's it, baby, let it go...I want you to come for me. It's okay, baby, I got you...just let go..." I cry out as you push me over the edge, my whole body spasms. I don't want you to make me come this hard, but you know what you're doing. Your thrusts are slow and deliberate, and you hold me tight as I ride out my orgasm, my face buried in your neck as I whimper into your ear. God, it's so incredible. I come so hard that it hurts, and leaves me gasping and trembling in your strong arms. Your climax comes a few moments later, and I'm kissing and biting your earlobe as you groan loudly with your release. You look so sexy when you come. I expect you to leave afterwards, but instead we lay together and you hold me, kissing me tenderly and stroking my hair. You allow me to explore your perfect body with my lips and fingertips. You're like a fantasy come true. God, I hate you for making me so weak. What will happen next? Just This Once? This is my entry to the "SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2012" and also my first submission to Literotica. Please comment and vote!! All characters in this story are over 18. * It was August and nearly time for school to start which meant time for the annual family camping trip. You greeted my husband and I enthusiastically and then pulled me aside. I already had my swimsuit on. You scooped me up and tossed me into the water. All day we had fun together. I felt the sexual tension growing between us, but I had to ignore it before someone could notice. During dinner you came up behind me and whispered, "Meet me on the beach once everyone goes to bed." I said I would and I couldn't help but notice your smile grow. Once it was dark and your wife and kids went to bed, I noticed you slip away but I didn't say anything to anyone else. One by one everyone else went to bed until finally I was by myself. I waited to make sure no one would follow me and they didn't. You were already there waiting for me on the beach. You'd spread out a blanket, built a fire, and was laying there with your shirt off and your muscles slightly flexed. You look like a Greek God in the firelight. You helped me down and wrapped me in your warm soft arms so tight. You kiss my neck so softly as you whisper, "I wasn't sure you were coming?" so sweetly in my ear. I moan softly as I turned to face you. I wanted to protest and say that this was wrong, but I couldn't. Our legs intertwined as you pulled me closer. I kissed you full on the lips as I ran my hands down your chest. "I had to make sure no one was following me." I replied. I then ask you, "Just this once?" You nod your head in agreement as you moaned at the feel of my touch on your chest. I parted your lips with my tongue, sliding it in your mouth. You straddle me as our tongues darted in and out as your hands found my breasts and gently rubbed them through my shirt. I slid my hands down searching for the waistband of your shorts. I grab it and slide them off easily and toss them aside. I then see you have no boxers on and I kiss you harder as I tease your shaft with my hand. You moan as I tease you. You roll off of me laying me beside you. You take off my shirt and cutoffs and are pleased to see the matching lacy bra and thong I'm wearing for you. You reach for my bra but I won't let you. I smile wickedly and you can tell I have plans for that later. You kiss down my body. As you reach my thong you slide it off still kissing my smoothly shaven pussy. I spread and you dive your tongue right in enjoying my sweetness. I moan loudly as you eat me out. I straddle your face and slide your shaft in my mouth tasting your salty precum. I deep throat you as you do a tongue tornado on my clit. I can't take it anymore. I just have to fuck you. I slide your shaft into me bit by bit. You were bigger than I thought. Finally your all the way in as I begin to ride nice and steady. I lean over your face so my tits are right over your mouth. You get my hint and yank my bra off so my tits bounce right in your face. You toss my bra aside and begin to devour my tits, gently sucking and biting on them. I fuck you harder screaming in orgasm. My juices soak your pole but we don't care. You tossed me off of you and climbed on my legs wrapped around your neck. You drill your dick inside me fucking me hard as you can. My tits bounced wildly as I screamed in enjoyment. I hear your grunts as you pound me raw. You slide out putting me on my hands and knees. You begin to fuck me from behind and I can tell by the way you're grunting you're close. I scream out in another earth shattering orgasm. I stand up pushing you down. I climb on reverse cowgirl style. I bounce up and down on your shaft as you drill it deeper and deeper. I grab your hand putting it on my tit and you rub as your thrusts meet mine. Finally you scream, "I'M CUMMING!!" as you shoot spurt after spurt of your sticky cum inside me and I orgasm again. I roll off lying next to you exhausted. We cuddle and fall asleep right there on the beach with the ocean crashing at our feet. Just This Once The beginning of the following story is true, and then it turns into a fantasy about how things should've turned out if I had tried just a little harder. After the fantasy is over, the truth will be revealed. --------------------------------- When I was nineteen I lived in a four room apartment with my girlfriend Stephanie, her best friend Courtney, and two girls that were supposedly selected from a pool because interviews said we would all get along. The apartment complex was sponsored by the college we attended and wasn't much more than a glorified dorm room, and the vast majority of things they said were bullshit. To that point, the roommates; one was an obese ginger girl from northern New York named April. She tried to dictate what groceries were shared depending on whose food she wanted to eat, and during the summer wouldn't stop turning the AC down to the point that it would freeze up and break because she couldn't sleep if she was hot. Nobody liked her, even her fat redneck boyfriend seemed to resent the fact that he was with her. The other roommate, Chrissie, was a half-Philippino girl obsessed with electronic dance music, despite the fact she couldn't dance worth a damn. She barely left her room when she was home, had her own cable subscription, and cooked most of her meals on a hotplate she kept on her desk. She and April seemed to get along until April's boyfriend moved in, and then all three of them were constantly fighting. Chrissie wasn't that bad of a person, she was a just a drama queen and got upset whenever we acted like her constant crises didn't matter. At least she was easier to look at though, with her dark permanently tan skin, broad mouth and chipmunk like cheekbones, thick curly hair, and jiggly C-cups combining with her wide hips and big ass to cut an hourglass figure that would make WWII pinup girls a little envious. Then something strange happened around the end of February. I was lying on the couch playing a video game on the living room's TV while I thought everyone else was in class, when I heard one of the showers turn on. I shrugged it off, figuring I had a few more minutes until whoever it was chased me away to watch something stupid. I must've lost track of time, because before I knew it, Chrissie was standing over me in her hot pink bathrobe with her wet black curls tied up in an equally obnoxious colored towel. She smirked down at me, a slightly worried look in her black eyes, while her big cheek bones threatened to pull her lips into a smile. "What're you doing?" she asked. "Playing Monster Hunter." I answered raising the controller toward the TV. "You need the TV?" I asked, attempting to not get killed by a huge dragon in my game while hoping she'd say no. She shook her head and said she just wanted to sit on the couch. I glanced over my shoulder at the three empty chairs circling the living room, then down at my legs taking up the rest of the couch. "Seriously?" "Yeah." Chrissie said expectantly, and then waved at my knees. "Scootch." I groaned and swung my legs off the couch, sat up and continued playing my game. Chrissie pulled her bathrobe to a comfortable position and sat down so close to me that I could smell her body wash. "What's this game about?" she asked, shifting closer to me as I tried to shift away. "Monster Hunter?" I asked and she nodded. "It's about hunting monsters." I told her. It was a stock answer I gave when I didn't want to explain my favorite franchise to someone that had never shown interest in video games before. Chrissie looked at me at me with raised eyebrows and I could tell she wanted to call me a smartass. "Okay, it's like this..." I explained the gist of the game, the mechanics, my favorite features and demonstrated as much as I could while playing the game. Chrissie nodded and seemed legitimately interested, even taking a turn or three on easier missions, until we heard the one of the double deadbolts start to slide open on the door. "Thanks for the lesson." She chimed and kissed me on the cheek, then disappeared into her bedroom just before Steph and Courtney plowed through the door. Two days later the same thing happened, only I turned and tried to catch Chrissie's lips with my own when she came for the cheek peck. I missed and she laughed at me before prancing off. After that, any time Chrissie and I were alone she was right next to me, being sweeter than sugar and wanting to talk more and more about me instead of her, occasionally sneaking in quick pecks on my cheek or lips, but anytime Stephanie was home, she turned cold on everyone, especially me. A little over a week later, after a breakfast of leftover Mexican takeout, I was waiting for her on the couch in my pajamas, and not long after Chrissie plopped down next to me to watch me play I stopped the game and put my arm around her shoulders. "What are you doing?" she asked coyly and I pulled her closer to me and leaned in for a kiss. I met her soft brown lips and they parted, sucking my bottom lip and then licking the top one. I squeezed her a little closer to me and she moaned quietly but didn't resist. Without separating our mouths, I slid my free hand inside her robe and across her bare skin, up to her full firm breasts, cupping one gently and rubbing across her small hard nipple with my thumb. Chrissie moaned again, this time breaking our kiss to gasp for breath and to swing her leg over me. She held my head in her hands and started kissing me again, pressing her body against mine. I untied her robe and slid both hands under it and around her back to get a hard grip on the plump ass that I'd been watching out of the corner of my eye since I moved in. Chrissie laughed and threw her head back; slinging her head towel to the floor and rocking her body towards mine, grinding her bare crotch up across my pants-trapped erection and to my stomach. The pressure on my gut made me regret my choice of reheated fried beans and polo-rojo enchiladas. I tried to hold it as I looked down at her dark hard nipples topping her firm breasts and her soft flat belly and neatly trimmed black pubic hair, but then she kissed me and bore down on my abs again and a fart squeezed out, booming between my cheeks and the couch cushion. Chrissie broke our kiss but didn't lean back from me; her wet hair was tickling my face and neck and she breathlessly whispered "Did you really just...?" I nodded, too embarrassed to open my eyes or speak. She laughed, I'm not sure if it was with me or at me, and climbed off my lap. I caught her by the wrist before she was too far away. "It was an accident. I'm sorry, bad diet choice." I told her trying to find something to say that would get her tan and naked body back pressed against me. Chrissie rolled her eyes and reminded me that I had a girlfriend and she should be home soon. "Yeah but if you leave me like this," I said motioning towards where my dick was making a rather impressive tent in the thin cotton of my PJ's, "she's gonna know something's up." Chrissie turned her head away with short chuckle, but I pulled her hand down to my lap and forced her fingers to rub my shaft. "Come on..." She sighed and grinned at me, sinking to her knees between my feet. "Fine..." Chrissie said as she shook my grip off and pulled the waistband of my pants down, "Just this once." She added as my cock popped free of my boxers inches from her flat little nose. Her thin brown fingers of wrapped around the base, barely making a full circle, and I saw something just short of amazement sparkle in her dark eyes. She took her time stroking me with both hands, feeling each ridge, bump, and vein throb in her grip. "It's big." Chrissie giggled out when her tour of my flesh-pole was finished. "Thanks." I smiled back. I considered that a great compliment from the girl whose roommates considered a club-slut. She sat up straighter and licked her lips, before leaning down and planting a sloppy kiss on the underside of the head of my cock. Chrissie grinned wider and licked her lips again, this time grazing me with her tongue, before opening her mouth and pushing it down over the top few inches of my dick. "Mmmm...." I groaned as the tip rubbed across the roof of her mouth, sliding back until it brushed her uvula. Chrissie gagged a little and jerked her head back, asking if she'd hurt me. "God no, girl. Keep going." I pleaded, resisting the urge to grab her by the still dripping hair and force her mouth on my dick. Chrissie smiled and repeated the act, pushing the head against her pallet on the way down, rubbing her tongue along the underside until she started to gag. Up and down she went, barely missing my crown with teeth as she bobbed on my cock. I could feel her drool start to trickle down the shaft toward her fist, and I could feel her try to swallow it back before it escaped her mouth. Chrissie clamped her dark lips tight around my shaft and pulled away from me, sucking all the loose spit off my dick as she went with a loud slurp. "Sorry." She mumbled while I shuddered from the sensation and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and dropping it to her thigh "For what?" I tried not to whine and this time did put my hand on top of her head. "That felt great, keep it up." Chrissie shrugged, still smiling, and resumed dipping her mouth over my dick. I kept my hand on top of her head, trying not to push but guiding her up and down as her tongue smeared more drool on my shaft and the soft valley between her top teeth massaged the swollen head of my dick. Each time Chrissie felt a trickle of spit hit her fist at the base of my cock, she would seal her lips around it and slurp up the excess slickness left behind, and I would shake and moan and make a loose fist in her thick black hair. I think she got lost in her work, as her eyes closed and she stopped opening her lips back up to breathe. Chrissie moaned softly and took deep breathes through her nose, tickling my stomach and my pubes. She also picked up speed, bobbing her head faster and going a little lower without gagging with each passing minute. I was twitching under her fist and throbbing in her mouth when her eyes fluttered open, staring up at me. Chrissie popped her lips off my dick and asked "Are you about to...?" a half-worried expression on her flushed face. I nodded, almost panting. "Yes, don't stop." I said and gently pulled her face back to my cock where she readily engulfed it. Chrissie stared up at me as she went back to bobbing and sucking. I groaned and did my best to keep my eyes locked on hers as my dick jumped and twitched. She let loose a high-pitched moan of surprise when the first jet of cum shoot out of me and hit the roof of her mouth. She didn't think to stop her head's descent and the next one splattered against the back of her throat. She gagged a little, but swallowed it, and leaned back enough to work her fist up and down the shaft, massaging the rest of my load up my shaft and onto her tongue. Chrissie was still sucking and stroking long after there was nothing else to suck out of me, and I reluctantly stopped her. "Come here." I smiled and she stood up. I pulled her close to the couch and leaned up to kiss the underside of one breast, then moved up to suck her rock hard nipple past my lips. My left hand circled her back to hold her by the ass as my right one ascended her inner thigh, barely making contact with her very moist slit before she asked me what I was doing. "I just want to return the favor." I told her, gently rubbing open her outer lips and seeking out her clit with my fingers. Chrissie gasped and shuddered and had to grab my shoulders to maintain balance, and I was suddenly beyond caring if Steph or anyone else came home as long I could keep Chrissie excited long enough for my dick to get hard again. Unfortunately, as I was working my lips down her belly and devising a way to get her to lie down so I could eat her out, the top latch on the deadbolt rasped and Chrissie was shaken from her reverie. She pushed me down on the couch and quickly tied her bathrobe as she scampered to her room. Once again Stephanie and Courtney stampeded through the door to end my fun with Chrissie, and proclaimed that we lived with a bunch of slobs when they saw the wet towel from Chrissie's head lying on the floor. At least after Chrissie had locked herself in her bedroom I was able to go relieve the horrid rumbling in my gut. That night Stephanie and I had sex, and I couldn't help but imagine it was Chrissie's round tan ass bouncing off my stomach as I fucked her instead of my girlfriend's fat white one. Over the next week or so, Chrissie became more open and brazen with her affection towards me, rubbing against me and running her hands across me if we passed in a hallway, stealing kisses even when our roommates were home, and twice asking me to come pick her up from class so we could make out in the parking lot before heading inside. The video games became a convenient cover for when Steph would come home and end our dry-humping sessions, and Chrissie even went so far as to buy a system of her own so we could "play together" in her bedroom. Each time we went further than just groping and kissing each other, Chrissie would tell me "Just this once" or "Just one more time" and each time I would just smile and fail to remind her that's what she said last time. The guilt chewed at me, but I couldn't just ignore the fact that I really enjoyed the time I got to spend alone with Chrissie, that lately I'd been caring less and less for Steph's company, and that Chrissie was a hell of a lot better at giving head than Stephanie. It was the middle of March, and Chrissie was straddled across my barely clothed lap in her bed. She was naked except for the same garish pink robe she always wore after her morning shower. I was massaging her boobs, making sure to rub and tweak her small dark nipples each time my fingers passed over them, and she was lying down across my chest, kissing me and slowly grinding her crotch against mine. After one particularly long frenching, I glanced at her alarm clock and sighed "They'll be home soon." I frowned and attempted to lift Chrissie off me, but she clung to my shoulders and waist and grinned maliciously. "Come on, Chris, quit screwing around." I said and poked her in the side with my finger. She leaned back with a huge grin and shook her head before telling me "Your first girlfriend has a five page research paper due at 3pm, and I happen to know she's barely written more than the opening paragraph." I raised my eyebrows, waiting for a 'but' – it never came – instead, Chrissie happily let me know "We have the place all to ourselves." She ran her hands down my chest and across my stomach, down to pull away my pants and slide my cock out to start stroking it. My hands traveled up her thighs and around her hips, squeezing her big round ass as she squeezed my cock. I gently pulled her forward and she leaned down, kissing me as I inched her body up far enough to push my head past her downy black curls and soft brown lips. "Wait..." she whispered as I felt her pubic hair tickling the tip of my dick. "Jeremy, wait." She pleaded again as I started to push her hips back down, causing me to stop. When I asked if she needed me to get a condom she sighed and shook her head, then muttered quietly "I've never done this before." "What?" I blurted out, trying not to look like I was going to burst out laughing at the common misconception that Chrissie had fucked half the city "Seriously?" She nodded, frowning. I straightened my face up, moving my hands from her ass to her sides, easing her head down to mine to kiss her, long and slow. I held her firmly as our tongues intertwined, and rolled us over so I was on my knees between her spread legs with Chrissie's arms wrapped around neck and shoulders. I managed to wriggle my pants and boxers off without breaking us apart. "I'll go easy." I whispered to her as I reached between us, taking my shaft and bending it to drag the head down between her moist lips that seemed to eagerly part for me. She gasped and winced as the head popped into her. I eased back from her, putting an arm's length between our faces and ever so slowly slid more of my dick into her virgin tunnel. Chrissie moaned as she shifted her hips, trying to get used to being filled and then started grinning so wide that her cheeks almost shut her dark eyes. "You don't have to take it that easy, babe. I do own a dildo." She told me, pushing her heels against my butt and urging me forward. With her permission I lurched forward, stretching open her tiny slick pussy in one harsh movement. "Aaaaahhhh!" She screamed, trying to curl up as she dug her nails into my arms and locked her legs around my back. Her insides shuddered and convulsed, trying to force me back out of her as she panted to catch her breath. "Easier than that though!" Chrissie scolded, then moaned as she shifted her hips again, twisting her twitching pit around my shaft and making me gasp for a breath. "Oh god..." she wheezed and let her head fall back to the bed "That... Thing is fucking huge." The compliment meant a lot less to me than it did when I thought she was a whore, but I still felt my ego swell. "You ready?" I asked a few seconds later when her chest had stopped heaving quite so much and her legs loosened around my waist. She nodded and I pulled away from her, slowly backing my cock out of her still twitching box until just the head was held by her glistening lips. I pushed back in; making her groan through clenched teeth and shut her eyes. "Look at me." I said before pushing further inside. Chrissie's eyes opened slowly, stared up at me, and I smiled down at her. "You feel amazing." I told her and sunk another inch or two past her so wet lips. "Ooh, so do you." Chrissie moaned back as I bottomed out inside her, pushing until our thighs met and slid together and my balls rubbed against her ass. She arched her back and groaned again, her insides still contracting around me, trying to get used to being stretched and filled and fucked. "Do that again." She mewled and I almost laughed, but granted her request; pulling my cock almost all the way out of her before forcing it back in and grinding it inside of her pussy. "Yesss..." she hissed the third time I did it and her left hand fell from my arm to maul her heaving breast. I grabbed the other one, pushing her down into the mattress as I squeezed, angling her bottom half up so I could shove more of my cock into her slick grasping cunt. "So... Ooo... good." Chrissie cooed as I throbbed deep inside her, "You're gonna make me cum if you keep that up." I smiled and twisted my hips, hitting some new spot in her pussy. She sucked a sharp breath and tried to make a fist around my wrist and her nipple. I kept burrowing and grinding into her gooey pink pit, spreading her and stretching her over and over as my dick made her soft tan body its territory. Chrissie threw her head back with a cracking scream caught in her throat, arching her chest toward me and rocking her convulsing pussy on my hard shaft. I kept my strokes as easy and steady as possible, hollowing her tunnel again and again as her orgasm wracked her body, making her cry out until her voice gave out. "You want more?" I asked when the screams stopped and she stared up at me dreamily, her sweaty hair sticking to her sweaty face and shoulders. Chrissie nodded enthusiastically with a wide grin and said "I want you to fuck me." I chuckled and stood off the bed, pulling her so her ass was barely on the edge of the mattress. I hooked my forearms under her knees and lifted her up, then thrust my hips forward to pierce her gash with my pole. She cried out and grabbed my hands, but didn't tell me to slow down. I drove into her as deeply as I could, feeling the wet slap of her big round ass on my legs before pulling away and driving my cock home again. "Ooh! Fuck!" Chrissie screeched and I felt her pussy grip and convulse around me as I plowed into her. I watched her perfect tits roll around on her chest as her body bounced back and forth from the force of my dick impaling her wetness again and again. "I - I want you to cum inside me!" she stammered out as her head rocked back and forth on the mattress. Just This Once It made me lose rhythm for a second, and I had to ask if she was sure while I attempted to find the groove that had her on the verge of another climax. Chrissie nodded through a few heavy moans. "Yes, cum inside me." She begged "Please Jeremy, cum in me." I groaned and pounded into her harder, making her voice crack and shake while she screamed for me to "Cum in my pussy, please cum in my pussy! I want to feel it – Feel you cum in my pussy! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaa-Ooooooh!" I thrust into her hard enough to lift her ass off the bed and roared at the ceiling. My dick swelled and I felt her inner walls squeeze me tightly, shaking as I erupted and flooded her greedy snatch with my spunk. I went on pumping at her until I felt my knees start to give. Laughing and moaning, Chrissie pulled me down on top of her, where we kissed until I slid away, landing on the carpet. She lay on the bed panting and smiling, my cum oozing from between her thighs. "Sorry," I said as I climbed on the bed with her. "I didn't know you were a virgin." She rolled over to lie on my chest. "Doesn't matter anymore." Chrissie mumbled tiredly. "Besides, it was worth the wait." She added as she turned to face me. I raised my head and kissed her quickly. Minutes later, as our sweat was drying our skin together, she asked a question that had been rolling around in my head for days. "So, how are you going to break it off with Stephanie?" I took a coward's way out, waiting until a few weeks before our lease ran out before admitting I just wasn't in love with Stephanie any more. It wasn't easy sleeping in her bed every night for four months when the girl I wanted to be with was just two rooms away. We almost got caught several times, accused separately many more, but by the beginning of August we had already found a small house to rent by ourselves and didn't really care what our roommates thought. But what actually happened was... Chrissie moaned again, this time breaking our kiss to gasp for breath and to swing her leg over me. She held my head in her hands and started kissing me again, pressing her body against mine. I untied her robe and slid both hands under it and around her back to get a hard grip on the plump ass that I'd been watching out of the corner of my eye since I moved in. Chrissie laughed and threw her head back; slinging her head towel to the floor and rocking her body towards mine, grinding her bare crotch up across my pants-trapped erection and to my stomach. The pressure on my gut made me regret my choice of reheated fried beans and polo-rojo enchiladas. I tried to hold it as I looked down at her dark hard nipples topping her firm breasts and her soft flat belly and neatly trimmed black pubic hair, but then she kissed me and bore down on my abs and I thought I was going to explode. "Chrissie stop." I groaned, but she went on grinding and kissing. I had to lift her beautiful nearly naked body off mine, grunting "I'm so sorry." as I tossed her to the other end of the couch. I sprinted for the bathroom to ruin the toilet. When I was done, I entered the common room to see Chrissie had locked herself in her own bathroom. I raised my hand to knock, but couldn't think of what in God's name I could say to excuse what just happened. The next time we both had a morning off from class alone, I heard her shower start, run, and stop, but she didn't come to join me on the couch after. This time I did knock on her door, having worked on an apology speech for a few days. "Just... don't." Chrissie stopped me soon after opening the door. "I get it, shit happens; literally, in this case." she sighed and sunk down on her bed. "I like you. A lot." She admitted. "It was just after you ran off, I was sitting there thinking - My God! I was about to lose my virginity to Stephanie's boyfriend." "I, uh..." I stammered. "I had no idea you were a virgin. I wasn't trying to push you into anything, I just thought-" "I know what you thought," Chrissie spat, "It's what everyone thinks. It doesn't matter anymore." She shook her head and looked away from me. "Please, just go away, and don't tell Stephanie I tried anything." I apologized once more before I shut her door, but it fell on deaf ears. Chrissie and I barely ever spoke after that, and she grew bitchier to everyone by the week until our lease finally ended and I moved into a smaller apartment with Stephanie and Courtney. I spent several more miserable years with Stephanie before finding out she had been cheating on me for a very long time. Just This Once Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn’t be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don’t expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Your opinions are welcome but your attacks are not. Debbie and I had been friends for a pretty long time but, because we lived so far apart, we didn’t see each other very often and stayed in touch primarily online. We didn’t have any history together but, back in high school and college, she’d dated my friends and I had dated her friends. She was currently engaged to a great guy who was also a talented and driven chef who had just opened his own restaurant. When I had the opportunity to be in the area, I definitely wanted to visit with her and check out his new place. It didn’t seem odd or suggestive when she offered me her guest room for the night, since I knew we’d be hanging out and catching up late into the night. We planned to visit Chef during a slow enough time during the day that he’d be able to spend some time with us and show me around. After that, it would be just the two of us at their place since he’d be working late into the night. After hanging out at the restaurant for a couple of hours, having a great meal and getting the full tour of the kitchen, Debbie and I went back to her place where we were hanging out in her living room while having a cocktail. Among the many things we talked about and caught up on, we somehow managed to end up talking about which of her friends I’d slept with and which of mine she had as well as, for those we hadn’t slept with, what we had done. It was revealing and I know I found it somewhat arousing. “So did you ever think about me that way?” she finally asked. “What, back then or right now?” I asked. “Seriously,” she said, “have you ever thought about jumping my bones?” “Honestly,” I started slowly and carefully, “I don’t think I ever did back in high school but I have since thought about it, both then and now.” “What, like you think back now about what it would have been like to fuck me then?” she asked. “Sure,” I replied, “but also what it would be like to fuck you now.” “You’re full of shit,” she said, “I’m not buying it.” “Well, I can actually prove it,” I told her, “Let me see your laptop.” She handed me her laptop, which was sitting open nearby. I navigated to the website where I posted the erotica that I wrote pretty regularly and that typically featured people I knew. I found the first story I’d written about her under my profile but, before I clicked on it, I pointed out the date. “See when this story was posted?” I asked, “When would that have been around?” “Probably around the time we reconnected online,” she said, after a moment of thought. “Okay, now read it,” I said. She dove into the first story I’d written about her, where we bump into each other during a summer break from college, she invites me to a party at her house and we hook up, fucking and sucking each other into the night. I watched her as she read, noticing that she was shifting slightly in her seat and that her hand moved toward her lap a couple of times before she stopped it. “That was really well-written,” she finally said, once she’d apparently finished. There was a little more color in her cheeks. “Well, I think I got your boob size wrong, though” I replied. “Eh, back in college they were smaller when I was thinner,” she said, “so I won’t deduct points. Any more?” “Sure,” I replied, “try this one.” I opened another story which was the second one I’d written featuring her, though this one also included another of our friends. We go on vacation together and end up in a threesome. As I watched her this time, I had a strong impression that, had I not been right there, she’d be stroking her pussy. I wondered if she’d let me do it for her, especially since it was my fault both that she had an itch in need of scratching and that she couldn’t scratch it. “Are you getting worked up reading these?” I asked. “Absolutely,” she replied, “You have a way with words.” “Let me help you out,” I said, sliding my hand up along her inner thigh, under the hem of her dress. I didn’t know if it had been intentional that she’d worn a dress that I know I’d told her she looked sexy in when she’d posted a picture online, but she’d find out if she read all of my stories about her since there was one that had been inspired by that dress from that picture. She continued reading as my fingertips found her panties and caressed the front of them, feeling the soft flesh of her pussy through the thin material. She shifted a little and spread her legs so, after just another moment of caressing her pussy through her panties, I slipped my hand into them. My cock was growing hard as my fingers passed through her closely-cropped pubes before encountering her hot, wet pussy. I immediately slipped a finger into her, which was easy with all of the lubrication she was producing. As she continued reading, she was subtly rocking her hips as I alternately caressed her clit and pumped my finger in and out of her juicy pussy. “I liked the first one better because it was just about me,” she finally gasped, “but this one was definitely hot, too.” “Well I haven’t made you cum yet,” I replied, “either with my finger or my writing, so we’ll have to keep going.” “There’s more?” she asked, sounding very surprised. “Yes,” I replied, “but as you read this one, which is just about you, I’m going to lick your pussy.” She just moaned in response, so I slipped my hand out of her panties, selected another story I’d written about her, this one about us having sex in her kitchen as she made cupcakes, then moved to the floor to kneel before her. I pushed the hem of her skirt up, revealing her panties, and kissed her soft, smooth inner thighs. I brushed my fingertips over the front of her panties again then reached for the sides and started to slide them down. As she raised her ass up off the couch to allow me to remove them, my attention was on her trim, brown bush as it came into view. She brought her legs together again so I could slide her panties down them then spread them again as I cast her panties aside. I didn’t kiss my way back up along her inner thighs again, electing instead to dive right in and started lapping at her juicy slit. Debbie let out a lusty moan as I slurped up the juices flowing between her nether lips. She dropped a hand to my head and was rocking her hips more definitively now as she used her free hand to scroll through the story as she was reading. I slipped a finger into her, finding her pussy even wetter and more engorged than it had been with my hand inside her panties, and started to lick and suck her clit. She moaned even more as I devoured her and I was pretty certain that it wouldn’t take much more before she was cumming. I could tell that she’d finished reading when her other hand joined the first on my head and she was pushing her pussy toward my face even more. I kept up what I was doing, knowing that she was on the verge of a momentous orgasm and wanting to get her the rest of the way there. She was starting to tense up more and more the longer I was licking and sucking her clit. Finally, she briefly went rigid, and apparently held her breath as well, then let out a ragged moan as her body started shaking. I continued eating and fingering her as she was cumming and her orgasm seemed to go on and on. Her pussy was flooded with even more lubrication and, between that and how hot and engorged it was, I was really hoping that I’d have the opportunity to slip my cock into her. When she finally settled back onto the couch and the continuous shaking was replaced by intermittent aftershocks, I raised my head, still admiring her pussy rather than looking up. I slipped my finger out of her and into my mouth then looked up as she spoke. “I loved that story and having you eat my pussy,” she said, still trying to catch her breath, “You’ve obviously thought a lot about fucking me so I hope it lives up to your expectations.” I started raising the hem of her skirt up so I could pull her dress up over her head because I definitely wanted to get her naked if I got to fuck her. She raised her arms and was soon sitting there wearing just her bra as I tossed her dress aside. I immediately reached for her succulent breasts and fondled them through her bra, feeling her hard nipples straining against the thin material. She leaned forward enough for me to reach behind her and unfasten her bra, then leaned back again as I slid it down her arms and revealed her big boobs. Her areolas were large and her nipples thick and hard so, after tossing her bra aside, I caressed the soft, smooth flesh and her nipples then lowered my head to lick and suck them. She ran her fingers through my hair and moaned again as I stimulated her nipples with my lips and tongue while still caressing her tits. I had definitely wanted a look at her succulent tits for quite a while but the sex stories were just fantasy; I never expected to actually get to do either. So, since she’d cum already and cum hard, I took a moment to relish the opportunity to see and feel her tits. My throbbing cock reminded me that she’d said I was going to get to fuck her, too, so I finally released her tits and raised my head then stood up before her. She sat up and opened my jeans, taking them down then caressing my throbbing tool through my briefs before taking them down, too. As I was kicking my jeans and briefs aside, she pumped my cock then engulfed it in her hot mouth, sliding her lips up and down my shaft while I pulled my shirt off. When she slipped my cock out of her mouth, she lifted her tits up and squeezed my cock between them. I briefly fucked the soft, smooth flesh and, when she lowered her tits away from my cock, I knew that I would be fucking them again. “Sit and prepare to be ridden,” she said, patting the couch beside her. I sat with my cock standing from my lap and, as she swung herself over to straddle me, my hands went right to her tits again. She reached for my cock and lowered herself onto it, causing both of us to moan, while I caressed the soft, smooth flesh I’d just been fucking. Her pussy felt outstanding; it was incredibly hot and wet and pretty snug. As she started slowly riding up and down on my cock, the pleasure was intense and, based on the noises she was making, she must have been feeling the same. We had not kissed yet at this point but she remedied that once she had a good, steady rhythm going. While I continued to fondle her tits, she pressed her lips against mine then slipped her tongue into my mouth. We made out passionately for the first time while also fucking each other for the first time. The longer she rode me, the harder she was riding me, which ultimately made it more difficult to continue making out. When she had to stop, she straightened up on my lap and threw her head back, moaning as she rode me harder and faster. I released her tits at this point so I could watch them bouncing enticingly and reached around for her full, round ass, squeezing and caressing it. I could feel her pussy becoming even hotter and wetter as she continued riding me and started pushing up into her each time she dropped down on me. It seemed as though she was building up to another orgasm which I hoped would be as long and intense as the first one appeared to have been. In spite of how incredible her pussy felt, I was not in any danger of cumming too soon myself so I was confident that she would cum before I did. I intended to continue fucking her but definitely planned to change things up a little first. I brought my hands up from her ass to her curvy waist to essentially pull her down each time I pushed my cock up into her. My gaze was still on her bouncing tits but my focus was on making her cum and she was nearly there. She dropped down hard on my lap and just remained there as her orgasm coursed through her, causing her entire body to tremble. She still rocked her hips subtly so that she could feel my cock moving inside her but mostly she just sat there moaning and shaking. When she finally went still, she let out a long sigh and continued sitting there with her eyes closed and a smile on her face. “You haven’t cum yet,” she said once she opened her eyes. “That’s because I’m not done fucking you yet,” I replied, “and I bet I can get you to cum again if you think you can focus on reading while getting fucked.” “There’s another story?” she asked, incredulously. I had her climb off of me and grab her laptop, setting it on the table at the end of the couch. I queued up the last story for her, where she’s wearing the dress that was currently on the floor, and I take her both in it and out of it. I had her get on all-fours facing the laptop and, as she started reading, I got behind her and slipped back into her hot, slippery pussy. I started fucking her slowly, wanting her to be able to read rather than banging her head into the laptop screen. It was nice to just ease my cock in and out of her and savor the pleasurable feeling of her pussy. Once I had a steady rhythm going, I reached forward for her hanging, swinging tits and cupped the soft flesh, feeling her hard nipples against my palms. Based on a number of things, not the least of which was how far away I lived and the fact that Debbie was engaged, I fully expected that this would be the one and only time that the two of us would be naked and fucking together. Given that, I was savoring every tactile sensation, from her tits against my palms to her snug pussy engulfing my tool. Of course I’d definitely have copious visual memories as well as recollection of the taste of her pussy. If she’d let me shoot a few photos or some video so I wouldn’t have to solely rely on my memory, I would certainly take advantage of that, too. The point is, though, that I definitely wanted to remember everything about this night because I was pretty sure that we’d both be okay with it being a one-time thing. I knew Debbie had finished reading the story when she lowered her head, reached one hand back underneath her, presumably to stroke her clit, and started pushing back against my incoming thrusts. I had to pick up my pace to keep up with her and, because reading had apparently aroused her even more, making her pussy hotter, wetter and more engorged, I could feel my own orgasm beginning to build, as well. I released her tits and took her by the hips again, my own hips smacking against her ass and making it jiggle. I finally got to the point where I wasn’t even trying to keep up with her building pace and just gave a hard thrust each time her ass hit my hips. Her moaning was getting louder and longer so it didn’t surprise me when she finally gave a hard shove backwards then just held there as her body started trembling. I just left my cock buried inside her as she was cumming and she gave a few random pushes backwards. I had been getting pretty close to cumming myself but I didn’t want to continue fucking her and blow my load deep into her pussy. I would have been content to sit back on the couch and have her kneeling on the floor blowing me, but there was something I wanted even more. When I was certain that she’d finished cumming, I slipped my cock out of her pussy and asked her to roll onto her back. She didn’t ask as I’m sure I wasn’t the first to request this. Before I straddled her ribs, I took the opportunity to admire her naked body laid out on the couch but that just made me even more aroused so I positioned myself over her and squeezed her tits against my cock. As I started sliding my cock between her tits, I moaned and immediately felt my orgasm building again. I was looking down, admiring her succulent boobs while caressing her hard nipples as my cock slid against the soft, smooth flesh. She was watching my cock as it peeked repeatedly from her cleavage. I thought about the fact that I had only briefly experienced her oral skills but, the way her tits felt against my cock, I doubted that I’d be able to stop fucking her tits long enough to move up and slip my cock into her mouth again. My orgasm continued to build as I savored the feel of the soft, smooth flesh against my tool. My cock grew harder as I got closer to cumming but I tried not to fuck her tits harder, not just because it might be uncomfortable for her, but because I wanted to draw out the pleasure I was feeling as long as possible. Finally, I let out a grunt and started to spew onto her chest. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and actually managed to catch a stray spurt. I continued fucking her tits even once I was spent, just relishing the feel of them against my softening cock. I only stopped when it was becoming difficult to continue. I climbed off of her and knelt on the floor beside her as she spread my cum around on her chest then licked it off of her fingers. “Do we need to be concerned about Chef walking in on us?” I finally asked as I fondled her tits again. “No,” she replied, “he always calls before he heads home so I’ll take the chain off the door. If he suspected something was up and tried to catch us in the act, he’d be held up by the chain.” “I can’t imagine he suspected something since I don’t believe either you or I did,” I suggested. “No but I guess you must have realized that my choice of dress tonight wasn’t completely random,” she replied. “But you didn’t put it on with the intent to seduce me, did you?” I asked. “I don’t think so,” she replied, “not consciously at least.” “Can I ask you a favor?” I asked. “Are you kidding?” she replied, “After all those orgasms, you can ask me for anything.” “Would you let me take some pictures of you in, or partially in, that dress?” I asked. “If they are just for you,” she said, “absolutely, but let’s gather everything up and do it upstairs. I’m not expecting Chef home anytime soon but now that you’ve planted that seed, I’m feeling like we should be a little more cautious.” We gathered our clothes and finished our cocktails, putting our glasses in the dishwasher, then headed upstairs. In the guest bedroom, I had Debbie put her dress and panties back on but not her bra. Her panties only stayed on long enough to get a few shots of her holding her dress up to reveal them then a few with her dress up and her panties down, just enough to expose her pussy, at her knees and at her ankles. The remaining shots were with her boobs partly exposed or fully exposed then with less and less of the dress actually where it was intended to be, ending with a few of her fully naked. All of the photos were automatically uploaded to the cloud so I’d be able to delete them from my phone as soon as I’d confirmed the upload. By the time she was naked again, my cock was fully erect and she took it in her hand and pumped it. “I’d like to ride this again,” she said, “then I’m going to suck it and swallow your load.” I smiled and kissed her as she stroked it then lay on my back on her full-size guest bed. She climbed onto the bed, her tits bouncing and swinging and attracting my full attention. She straddled me and my gaze dropped to her trim brown bush as she guided my cock toward it. Sitting straight upright, she lowered herself onto my cock and we both moaned as her hot, slippery pussy engulfed it. I had an excellent view of her entire body as she started moving slowly up and down on my tool, so my gaze was roaming from her tits down to her trim bush and below to watch as my cock was repeatedly exposed. As she got a steady pace going, I was entranced by her bouncing boobs and reached over to the nightstand to grab my phone which I’d conveniently placed nearby. I switched the camera to video mode and mainly recorded her bouncing tits, though I got some nice footage of my cock slipping in and out of her below her trim bush as well as the look of somebody experiencing a high level of pleasure on her face. Just This Once I’d just set my phone aside again when Debbie leaned forward, placing a hand on either side of my head and hanging her boobs practically right in my face. While she commenced riding forward and back on my cock, I steadied her swinging boobs so that I could lick and suck her hard nipples. She was moving up and down on my cock more in this position where she seemed to have been humping it more when she was straight upright. This meant that I was getting a lot deeper penetration and feeling a lot more of her pussy along the length of my shaft, which I was certainly enjoying. I continued to lick and suck her nipples but started pushing up into her each time she rocked backwards onto my cock. Her pussy, which had already felt incredibly hot and wet, seemed to be becoming even more so the longer she was riding me. I ran my hands around to her ass and was massaging and caressing the soft, smooth flesh but that left her boobs to bounce wildly, so I let my head drop back and just watched them. Her moaning continued getting louder as she rode me harder until she just dropped down on my cock and a shudder ravaged her body. I looked up and watched the expression of ecstasy play out on her face, happy that I’d played a part in putting it there. When her body finally stilled, she remained there, catching her breath, then opened her eyes and looked down at me with a smile. She climbed off of my cock and started moving backwards but I stopped her. “Just swing around,” I said, “Bring that pussy over here.” She didn’t protest and just moved so that she was on all-fours over me, with her trim bush right above my face. As I was gazing up at it, she briefly pumped my cock before lowering her mouth over it. I moaned as my cock was engulfed and she started sliding her lips up and down my shaft while pumping the base. I took a moment to relish her cocksucking skills then started to lap at her pussy, which caused her to pause briefly and let out a moan of her own. I slurped up her copious juices then slipped a finger into her as I focused on licking and sucking her clit. This caused her to moan even more but she still managed to enthusiastically suck my cock. With her skills, which I’d only experienced very briefly up to this point, I could feel my orgasm building a lot more quickly than it had been while she’d been riding my cock. I was perfectly okay with this but I certainly wanted to make sure that she came again, too. It got to the point where I knew that she wouldn’t be cumming before I did, so I let my head drop back and continued sliding my finger in and out of her pussy as I savored the pleasure her mouth was providing. The closer I was getting to cumming, the thicker my already rigid cock was becoming. Debbie never hesitated, though; she continued sucking my cock voraciously and it wasn’t much longer before I was spewing into her mouth. I let out a groan as she swallowed my cum and continued to suck me off. Only when I was completely spent did she let my cock fall from her mouth and by then I’d gone back to licking and sucking her clit. With her focus solely on her own pleasure, I could feel her pussy becoming even wetter and more engorged the longer I ate her. She finally gasped and her body started trembling as she came but I continued eating her, hoping to draw her orgasm out even longer. I’m not sure whether it worked or not, but her orgasm did seem to be long and intense, though maybe that was just how she always came. Once she’d finished cumming, she only waited a moment before climbing off of me and off of the bed. I was still admiring her body as she gathered up her clothes. “Time to get ready for bed,” she said, smiling at me, “Let me know if you need anything.” The next time I saw her, she was wearing a nightshirt that came down to about mid-thigh. I was wearing pajama bottoms and was brushing my teeth. Nothing else happened between us at that point and we just ended up saying good night and going to bed in our respective beds. I fell asleep pretty quickly and pretty soundly but there was no way I could sleep through the pleasurable feeling of her mouth sliding up and down my cock again. It felt so good that I debated just lying there and enjoying it. The room was dark enough that she wouldn’t be able to see that I was awake but she must have sensed something in my movements that alerted her. “I couldn’t sleep,” came her voice out of the darkness, as she continued to pump my cock, “and I was heading downstairs like I usually do when I’m just lying awake in bed but, when I thought about you in here, I couldn’t resist one more opportunity to enjoy your cock.” “What about Chef?” I asked. “He’s sound asleep; completely exhausted,” she replied, “and if he was to wake and find me gone, it wouldn’t be anything new. He’ll just assume I couldn’t sleep and have gone downstairs. So, what do you say? One more fuck?” “Of course,” I said. There’s no way I’d have turned down the opportunity to slip my cock into her again. “This may sound weird,” she whispered, “but can we do it missionary? I want to feel you on top of me.” “Certainly,” I replied, “but I want that nightshirt pushed all the way up above your boobs.” I shifted over and she slipped into bed with me then pulled her nightshirt up as I lowered my pajama pants. It wouldn’t have helped that we at least still had clothes on if we were caught in the act but it still felt like we shouldn’t get completely naked. I moved over her and between her legs, then guided my still rigid tool toward her pussy. I slipped easily inside and we both stifled our moans by pressing our lips together and slipping our tongues into each other’s mouths. My eyes were adjusting a little to the dark but it was still more about feel than about sight or sound. As I slowly slid my cock in and out of her, I could not only feel the warm slickness of her snug pussy but I could also feel her stomach against mine and her tits against my chest. She was also running her hands up and down my back and over my ass while her tongue explored my mouth. She was raising her hips to accept the full length of my cock which I was still sliding slowly in and out so as not to cause the bed to squeak or bang against the wall. I’m not sure how fired up she got herself before and while she was sucking my cock but, based on how wet her pussy was, I suspected that it was a significant amount. Given that Chef was home while we were doing this, I knew it would be good for both of us to get off quickly despite how much time we might have wanted to spend with our naked bodies pressed together. I gradually picked up my pace so that I was fucking her faster, though not necessarily harder. I could feel an orgasm beginning to build but hadn’t really thought about where I was going to spew when she let me know. “You can cum inside me,” she whispered, pulling her mouth from mine, “I’m on the pill.” We didn’t go back to kissing as she pressed her face against my neck, apparently getting pretty close to cumming. The closer she got, the more incredibly pleasurable fucking her pussy felt. I wasn’t expecting to cum with her but I was certain that I wouldn’t be very far behind her. My cock was swelling even more the closer I got to cumming and I think that might be what pushed her over the edge. She gasped and I could feel her body trembling below me. I do know that, when she started cumming, that pushed me the rest of the way there. Before she’d finished cumming, I started to spew into her and had to bite back a moan of pleasure. Once I was finally spent, I remained over her and we were both quietly panting as we tried to catch our breath. Eventually I moved over and lay beside her. “Aren’t you worried about Chef finding your pussy full of cum that isn’t his?” I asked quietly, thinking that, if she went back to bed and he woke up feeling randy, it could spell our doom. “He’s just been so busy lately,” she replied, “that he doesn’t have any idea what’s going on with my vagina.” “Well, hopefully that is only temporary,” I said, “I mean, if you treat him the way you’ve treated me, I can’t imagine being able to stay away.” “Oh, I’m sure it is and I’m not worried about it,” she said, “Once things settle down at the restaurant, he’ll be back to giving it to me good. In the meantime, though, thanks for helping me through my dry spell.” “There was nothing dry about that,” I replied, “but, hey, what are friends for, right? And thank you for the photos and video.” “Well, if you keep writing, I’ll send you more,” she promised, “even if you’re not writing about me.” She rolled toward me and kissed me so I fondled her succulent tits for a moment more before she got up. She pulled her nightshirt back down then left me and I was asleep again pretty quickly. There were no more visits that night and, when I dragged myself out of bed the next morning, Chef was still asleep but Debbie had never gone back to bed. She had a pot of coffee on and was working on her laptop as I sat on the opposite end of the couch. “I read a few more of your stories,” she confessed, “and I have a video all ready for you, but I’m going to wait until after you leave to send it.” “Probably a very good idea,” I replied. It may seem weird or wrong that two old friends wound up having a fling, however brief, behind her fiancé’s back but that’s really all that it was – a fling between two old friends. Whether this makes it okay or not, she did tell me that she was inspired by that night to take charge of her sex life and began jumping Chef’s bones more regularly. As I would have expected, he was inspired by this to make sure his life had more balance so that he was able to enjoy the pleasures of the exceptional woman that he was living with. And me? I think back fondly on that night and continue to be inspired to write, sometimes by the photos and videos she continues to send me. Just Three Drops! This story is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are insulted by sexually explicit subject matter or language, please DO NOT read this! This story is a work of fiction! It is not real! All characters and events portrayed in it are imaginary, and any similarity to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author does not condone or endorse incest in any way, shape or form! DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME! This story may not be reproduced in any form without the permission of the author. Copyright © 2006 L.A.Wicker. All rights reserved. * "So, is she coming up or not?" Jeff asked when Paul closed his cell phone and he reached to light a cigarette. Paul heard Jeff and smiled. "Yes and I talked her into coming Friday too. I told her it would give us another day to hang out and have some fun!" Paul said with a grin and hoped that Jeff wasn't just fucking with him. "Are you sure this will work and you're not just screwing with me?" he asked and really hoped Jeff was telling the truth. Paul wanted her so bad; he could taste her in his mouth and his cock throbbed. "Yes, I've used them three times and it's fucking awesome! One day or night of fun and hard core fucking with any bitch you want!" Jeff laughed and figured he better give Paul the downside of the drops. "But, when I got the drops, the woman that gave them to me said, if you use them to seduce a lady, you in turn, owe her one favor back and you better do it!" Jeff said and remembered the day his right knee popped out of its socket. "I gave them to one of my instructors two years ago and I fucked that sexy bitch's ass off all damn weekend, but when we finished, she asked if I could use some of my connections to help her get a better car, I laughed at her and I didn't help her," he stopped to flick the ashes from his smoke and went on with the story. "A week after that, I found out that she broke down and the poor woman got robbed and beat up really bad," he said with a sad face and looked at Paul. "The next week, we were in a tight game and in the middle of a play, a vision of her filled my mind and..." Jeff paused to puff his smoke and he went on. "My knee got fucked up. I called my dad and I know it was after that fact, but I had him buy her a top of the line car and it had all the extras too," he said and watched Paul. "Wow, you think it was from the drops or it could have just been fate." Paul replied and watched Jeff squirming in his seat. Jeff could sense that Paul didn't believe him and he hoped for the best. "You can use them on her, but you better be very careful man and you better make her happy! If you see she wants or needs anything...give it to her and do it fast!" Jeff said and he reached Paul the small tube. "You give her a total of three drops and they have to be given an hour apart. She'll take a few drinks and after a while, she'll start to get happy...maybe giggling a little and she'll want to be near you. The second drop she'll get really close to you and her blood will start to boil. And, by the third drop...she'll be all yours and screw her ass to death!" Jeff said with a big smile and took a big puff of his smoke. "We're having lunch when she lands...so...I'll start then." Paul said with a smile and he couldn't wait. "I've noticed that if she likes you, it's even better and faster, but in your case, I haven't tried anything like this and I'm not even sure if it's even going to work or not." Jeff said and hoped this worked out for his friend. Paul listened to Jeff and he was going crazy. "Man it better work! I've wanted her for so long and I'll never get another chance like this again!" he said and crossed his fingers for luck. "You'll find out Friday...about an hour after you give them to her and I want details!" Jeff smiled and threw a pillow at Paul. "Damn, you fuckin' pervert!" Paul laughed, caught the pillow and he threw it back at Jeff. "Oh yeah...I'm a pervert...look who wants to fuck his...!" Jeff was saying, but Paul cut him off and he was mad. "Shut up man! You're not supposed to say anything and keep your mouth shut! I paid you extra and if anyone finds out...I'm coming after you, Jeff!" Paul said as he looked at him and hoped this wasn't mistake. Jeff laughed and slapped Paul. "Dude, I was fucking with you and that's all! I'm not telling anyone what you're doing and I have an idea." Jeff said and reached in his pocket. "What if you try it out on let's say...maybe your big, sexy...sister first and see what happens?" Paul asked with a big grin and motioned for Jeff to give back the tube of drops. "I admit that I'm very interested in what happens with you guys for a reason. I want to do the same thing, but I'm afraid it might go wrong or something and I've seen what can happen," he added and gave Paul three more drops. "What? My half-sister, Annie? Mrs. Church? Mrs. Perfect? Mrs. Housewife of the year?" Paul asked and he laughed. Annie was the oldest of all his many siblings and she was forty years old. Paul's dad had three wives before he married his Mom, Layla and he had sired over twenty children. "Why not? She could have been in Playboy and she still might have a chance! Plus, you practically live there, you're around her a lot and you said her ol' man is never home, right?" Jeff said with a grin and gave Paul back the tube. "Get her to sit down and relax tonight. Find some Hallmark movie or some Disney shit and slip them to her. Come on man!" Jeff said and hoped Paul would try Annie. "I'd feel bad doing that to her and she might go crazy! She lives for church, for god and her family!" Paul said and tried to think of someone other than Annie. "Oh bull shit, once she gets that giant beef stake of yours up her little cunt, I bet she won't let you go and she'll fuck you to death!" Jeff laughed and Annie filled his mind. She was about five-foot-six and weighed around one hundred and forty pounds. Annie had light brown hair and it went to the middle of her back. She had a long face and as of late, she seemed to look sad and something was wrong. Her eyes were blue and very dark. She had sexy lips and a beautiful, warm smile. Annie also had an awesome body and she kept fit. Her breasts were full and Paul guessed them to be a D cup. She had a toned waist and it looked sexy. Annie also had the best-looking ass Paul had ever seen in his life and wondered if it looked as good naked. She wore a size nine and was always bragging about it. "Man, she's my sister and I don't want to hurt her." Jeff looked at his watch and smiled. "I have a girl coming by for some help with math and I'm giving her a taste of fun!" Jeff smiled; he held up the bottle and shook it. "Do it man...slip her that big fuck pole and wear her sexy, fucking ass out!" he laughed at looked at his watch and stood up. "Buy her favorite drink before you go over there tonight and go for it!" "Alright, but I hope nothing happens and I gotta go too. She's making my favorite dinner tonight and I don't want to be late." Paul said as he got up and shook hands with Jeff. "Well, call and let me know who it goes!" Jeff said with a laugh and let Paul out the door. "I hope you try and let me know what happens!" he said and thought of who he wanted to screw. *. Paul walked in Annie's house and the wonderful smell of hot beef stew went up his nose. "Hey, I'm home!" he yelled out and walked towards the kitchen. Annie was at the stove, she had on a very tight pair of jeans and they were low-cut. She may have gone to church and was the perfect woman, but Annie loved dressing in sexy things and she looked great in a pair of jeans. "Hey sis, it smells great and I'm so hungry tonight!" he said, moving to her side, 'accidently' pushed his semi-hard cock on her outer thigh and Paul leaned towards the big pot of stew. "Hi there, thank you and how was your day?" Annie asked with a smile and she was glad Paul came over as much as he did. Her husband Jake was never home, her son Johnny, was his age and away at college. Paul filled an empty spot in her lonely heart and she started having odd feelings for him. He loved Annie's words and Paul was ready to try this. "It was fine I guess and I brought you something!" Paul said as he backed away and held up a case of wine coolers. "It's the Sour Apple ones that you like so much and you're drinking one now!" he said opening two of them, quickly put the first drop in her bottle and hoped this went as planned. "Here you go and cheers!" Paul said as they drank and his heart was beating with anticipation. Annie took the bottle and smiled at her brother, wondering if he needed money again or he was finally going to ask if he could go ahead and move in with them. "Cheers!" she smiled and took a drink. "So, what's up little brother?" she asked and took another drink real big drink. Paul watched, as she took the first drink and he watched her big breasts sloshing under her blouse. "Nothing and can't I just be nice to you?" he said and took a drink, waiting and hoping this went well. "Yes you can, but most times, when you're nice...you need or want something!" Annie laughed; she drank more and could see that Paul was staring at her breasts. "Not all the time, woman and if you weren't my elder..." he teased and Annie cut him off. "Ohhh, anytime buddy and I'll show you an elder!" Annie laughed at him teasing about her age and her insides felt warm. They were also tingling and her nipples were slowly getting hard. She loved being around Paul and he always excited her, but never like this and it was odd. "I wouldn't want to hurt your hip or break your false teeth!" "Be glad I'm busy here or I'd get you!" Annie laughed and something was happening. Her vagina was burning like crazy, it was tingling now and it was getting very moist, but she loved the way it made her feel and she smiled at him. "So, you staying tonight and keeping me company? He's gone to a meeting in Cincinnati and won't be home until tomorrow...it'll only be us." she said and wished he would. Annie needed held tonight and she felt so lonely. Paul watched Annie and she looked different. Her nipples were already hard and her face looked like it was glowing. Annie had great big nipples and they always got hard for him, but never this soon or this fast. "I guess so." He replied and watched her smile. "Good, after we eat and clean up, maybe we can find a movie and snuggle. How's that sound?" Annie asked and she wanted to hug him tight. He was so handsome, young and Annie knew something wonderful about her little brother. Paul had a penis that was close to ten inches long and it was as fat as a cucumber. Paul watched her and he started growing for Annie. "A meeting my ass!" "I'm past the point of caring anymore and I wish he'd have the balls to end this." Annie said as her body tingled more and strange thoughts were racing through her mind. "He's worried you'll clean his ass out and take half his money!" Paul said and he saw Annie's nipples. They were gigantic and pushing against her blouse. "I just want enough to get a good start and he can keep the rest." "Bull shit! You clean him out Annie and I mean that! He's never done anything for you and you know it!" Paul said, got up and walked to her. "You are going to clean him out and share with your favorite, little brother!" "Oh listen to you and all that talk! What if I had somebody else in mind, what then?" Annie teased and loved the shocked look on his face, but Annie would give him anything he wanted...anything at all and to hell with the church. She was through with it . "Well, I'd cry and follow you!" he teased, hugged her and Annie turned in his arms. She heard Paul, turned and her breasts were smashed in his chest. Annie knew she should back away or turn, but he felt good and she wanted to enjoy a man's touch. "Oh bull, you know I could never leave you and um...as of late...I'd even leave my kid and just take you with me!" she giggled and put her arms around his thin, powerful hips and Annie hugged. "Wow, you'd leave Johnny and take me?" "Yes I would and...we could have lots of fun and um...nobody would know...but us." Annie said with a purr, quickly turned back to the stove and something came to mind. Paul was turning her on and she couldn't resist flirting with him. Her little brother was turning her on and it felt good tonight. "Dang sis, what kinda 'fun' are you talking about and could we end up in jail?" he teased and moved beside her, making sure that she could feel his cock on her thigh and Paul stayed against her. She felt Paul's manhood against her thigh and he was so big. "Nah, nobody would know...but us and...I'm not going to tell." Annie smiled and leaned to kiss her brother on the side of his mouth. "Mmmm, that was kinda nice!" she purred again, bent to open the oven and Annie pushed her ass right into Paul's hard cock, enjoying his stiffness and the fact that a man was hard for her. Paul didn't moved and he grew more, as Annie's sweet-looking ass was completely shoved against his growing cock and she didn't care. "So, you want to watch a movie tonight and hang out?" Paul said as he looked down, admiring her beautiful ass against him and Paul flexed his cock. She felt Paul flex his penis and knew this was so wrong, but it was also very, very exciting too. "Sure and if you don't mind...I could use a few hugs and...a kiss or two," Annie said as she lifted the hot dinner rolls from the oven, sat them down and turned to look her brother straight in his eyes. "After we eat and clean up, I'm going to go freshen up and we can. How's that sound, handsome?" she asked with a warm smile and Annie's panties were soaking wet now. He returned her smile and gave Annie a wink. "Hell yes! I'd love to hang out with a sexy M.I.L.F. like you!" he said with a wide grin and loved seeing Annie's face turning red. Annie heard him and her face turned bright red. "A sexy what?" she asked with a soft voice, but she knew what the letters meant and it turned her on that Paul thought of her that way. "Is that how you think of me, Paul...a sexy M.I.L.F?" Annie asked, slipping her arms around him, pressed her hips to his and Paul's stiffness was pressed against her left thigh, only an inch from her pussy and she could feel him throbbing so hard. Paul's cock was at full hardness and so close to her pussy. Annie was right against his hard cock and it was as if, she liked it and wanted more. "You are very pretty and...yes I do!" he said, watching her blush more and Annie hugged him tighter. "Mmmm, thank you. It's nice to know that a man still thinks I'm pretty and sexy." Annie said and her entire body was trembling. "He doesn't even look at me anymore and hasn't for a very long time," she added with a soft voice and a sad face. Paul wrapped his arms around Annie's lower back, gently caressing and he slid them over his sister's shapely ass. "Well, he's a big fool...just like dad and I can't believe he's never here. If I was him..." Paul said and figured he better stop. Annie heard her brother and smiled. "Tell me...if you were him...what?" Annie whispered, as she ran her fingers through his brown hair and she shifted her hips. His large manhood was pressing right on her excited pussy now and Paul was hard as stone. She sucked in, hugged him tighter and Annie's heart raced. He smiled and was rubbing Annie's beautiful ass. "I'd never let you leave the bedroom!" he said, squeezed her ass-cheeks and gave them a playful smack. His hands slapped her cheeks and Annie giggled. "Hey now, you better be careful...I told you that he's never home and...I'm kinda...lonely." Annie laughed, enjoying the light stinging on her behind and his words. "I'm here tonight and I'm keeping you company...he can piss off!" Annie heard Paul and smiled. "Yeah...he can piss off," she whispered, leaned towards his lips and she lightly kissed them. "Mmmm, not bad, not bad at all and I might just keep you around!" she cooed and backed away from him. "Dinner is ready, can you set the table for us and light a few candles too." Annie added, hoping he didn't think she'd gone insane and was trying to seduce him. "Sure thing babe!" Paul replied with a wink and his sister's face turned bright red again. She heard Paul and her heart was pounding. "You better behave yourself and stop...flirting with me so much." Annie teased and watched Paul setting the table. "Well, on second thought...we are alone, so flirt away!" she smiled and Paul gave her another wink. He smiled at Annie and felt his cock jump. "That will be my pleasure!" Paul teased and loved watching her face blush. Paul and Annie ate dinner, he slipped her the second drop and he waited to see what would happen next. Annie was already flirting like crazy and she seemed to love it all. "What movie should we watch tonight?" he asked, watching his sister smile and it looked as if her nipples were ready to burst. They were hard, pushing against her blouse and Paul had never seen her like this before. "Anything you want will be fine." Annie replied and could see him staring at her large breasts. "See anything interesting?" she asked with a little grin and took a bite of her dinner. Paul was plain out staring at her breasts and Annie was on fire. "I see a beautiful woman and she's gorgeous!" Paul replied, loving Annie's red face and he looked down again. "What if I said a dirty movie?" "Mmmm, complements could get you a...long way...you know," she purred and took a drink of her wine. "Really, a dirty movie and I'm your sister." Annie said with a soft voice and wondered if Paul was kidding or not. "You're a big girl now and you may like it." "I've never seen a 'real' dirty one before and I've always wanted to." "I've got a few in my room. After we finish and clean up, you should come up to my room and pick one out." "I'm going to shower first and I'll think about it. I'm not sure if I should be watching a dirty movie with my little brother or not." Annie smiled at him and her blood was boiling now. "But, if we did...it would be our little secret...right?" she asked with a low purr, smiled and her pussy was so wet. "Yes, why would I tell anyone something so...private and ruin our fun? I love being around you and..." he slowly stood up, picked up his plate and walked to stand by her chair. "If you like watching them with me...I can get more." Paul added, caressing her soft hair and his stiff cock was pressed into her side, next to her large, right breast. She smiled, turned her face towards Paul and she felt his hardness pressing into her breast. "Mmmm, you are my favorite brother and my best friend in the world." Annie cooed, rested her face against his hand and lightly kissed it. "I'll give it a try and it'll be out 'little' secret, ok," she whispered, kissed his hand again and Annie felt his penis flex on her. Paul flexed his very hard cock and leaned down. "This is going to be sooo much fun and you will not be sorry," he smiled, kissed her on the side of the mouth and Annie sucked in a deep breath of air. "I'm looking forward to it." Annie whispered, stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Those drinks seem a little...strong tonight or...you're charming personality is getting to me," she giggled, hugged him and Paul's long manhood was resting right on her pussy. Paul hugged his sister and slid his hands back over her nice, womanly ass and he squeezed it. "It's my personality and charming ways," he whispered in her left ear, kissed it and flexed his cock again. He was so hard and Paul wanted her. He flexed again and she had to get away from him. "It's that and...something else!" Annie smiled, pulled from Paul and sashayed into the kitchen, having a good idea that his eyes were transfixed on her ass and she loved it. "Hey, if you clean up the kitchen, I can go shower and we can um...watch your movie sooner. How's that sound, handsome?" she asked with a soft purr and sat her plate in the sink. Just Three Drops! "I don't know, it depends." "Depends on...?" Annie asked with a grin, pulled him against her body and slid her arms around his hips. He smiled, put his arms around her and leaned forward. "What you're going to wear for me." Paul replied and gave her a light kiss on the right side of her mouth. She giggled and her pussy was tingling like crazy. "What would you like?" Annie whispered, kissed him back and waited for her brother to answer. "How about something white, reviling and very sexy." She heard him and couldn't help but smile. "You're a silly goose, but I have something you should like and um...it's very sexy too, but it's blue." Annie smiled, bit her lower lip and she couldn't wait for him to see what she had. "You have a deal! Go shower and come to my room." Paul said as he caressed Annie's ass and gave her another small kiss. "Ok baby and I'll hurry!" she moaned as his lips touched hers and she rushed off. Paul reached down and gave his cock a firm squeeze. "Hot damn, this is fucking crazy as hell and I love it!" he laughed and got started on the kitchen. *. Jeff slipped Beverly her last drop, she was getting very snuggly and they started making out. This beautiful, young freshman was already horny as hell and had a massive crush on him. Jeff was the star of the football team for the last four years and he had thousands of fans, most of them being young girls' that wanted him to fuck them, so they could brag to their friends and Jeff was more than happy to help them. Beverly was a little beautiful, with auburn hair just past her shoulders and pretty green eyes, but her best asset was, she had a massive set of breasts and Jeff had never seen anything like them. They were much bigger than a D cup and Jeff was a true breasts lover, but this was a first for him and he was dying to play with them. Her nipples and areolas were big too, dark pink and very swollen. She was around five-foot four-inches and she was very slender. He wasn't good at guessing weight, but Jeff figured her to be around one hundred and twenty pounds. Bev is what she liked to be called and she slid closer to him, enjoying Jeff's big, strong hand gently playing with her right boob and nipple. Bev pulled from and pushed back her hair, shoving the big beautiful things right in his face and she laughed. "Is it hot in here or is it just me?" she said with a giggle, blowing out a hard sigh and started to fan her blouse. She looked into his eyes, smiled and reached under her boobs. Bev lifted them up and sloshed them around. "Want to see them?" she asked knowing her normally pale face was bright red now and Bev's heart was pounding. Jeff turned to her and shifted his growing cock. "Yes, I'd love too!" he replied and Bev started to lift her blouse and pulled it over her head. She had a small bra under it and Jeff saw the release button on the front. He reached up, pushed it and he couldn't help but moan. "Oh Bev, they are beautiful!" he moaned, slid his hands under her breasts, lifted them up and very gently squeezed. Bev felt Jeff's hands on her boobs, she sucked in a deep breath and her head began to spin. "Oh Jeff, yes!" she whimpered as he squeezed and toyed with her nipples. "Do you like them?" Bev moaned, but she already knew the answer and she moved closer. "Yes, I love them and they are so big!" Jeff moaned and he started kissing all around Bev's gorgeous breasts. Her warm skin tasted sweet and her breasts were so soft. His lips felt so good on her boobs and her pussy was dripping more. "They are 32 F and um...all yours!" She laughed, put her hand on his knee and slid it down his thigh, but after only moving a few inches down her hand bumped into something and Bev moaned. "I heard that you were long, but this is unreal and I want to see him! Hurry and get your pants off!" she said with need and Jeff quickly stripped them off. He smiled and had his pants off in a flash. "Rub those big tits on my cock!" Jeff said with a growl and pulled her between his legs. "Hold your horses, buddy and let me do this!" Bev laughed, leaned forwards and opened her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around his swollen cock-head and her hands started stroking his nine-inch shaft. His cock-head was pulsing in her mouth; she gently sucked, while Bev's tongue tickled the tiny slit on the tip and he was squirming. Jeff fell back and spread his legs wider. "Oh shit, that's sooo good! Oh Bev, oh yeah!" he moaned, as she stroked and gently nursed his cock-head. "You are going to make me cum too soon!" Jeff laughed and pushed her back for a few seconds. "That was nice," he whispered and Bev went back to sucking his cock. Bev was nursing him so gently and her tongue was all over the head, teasing every inch of his flesh and savoring his taste. "I love sucking cock!" she stopped to moan and went back to sucking Jeff. She lifted up, let a big blob of spit drip between her boobs and Bev leaned into him. His long, stiff cock went between her boobs and she squeezed them around him. "Oh yeah, wanta fuck my boobies? Hum? I love my boobies fucked!" she moaned and started moving them up and down. Jeff just sat there and Bev did everything. Her big breasts covered him with ease and they were so soft. It was as if two big bubbles of warm water were fucking his cock and Jeff knew that he wouldn't last much longer. "Holy fuck, you're going to kill me...girl!" he laughed and watched the beautiful girl fucking his cock with her tits. "Nah, I wouldn't do that, but I'm going to need tutored at least...two...maybe three times a week and I want this too!" Bev said as she reached down, unbuttoned her tight jeans and slipped them down her size five hips. Her tiny pink panties were soaked and glued to her dripping, bare pussy. "I'm ready to fuck..." she purred, stood up and moved over Jeff's lap facing him. "Are you?" Bev purred again, pulled her panties over and she slowly lowered. He held Bev's hips, moaned 'Yes' and leaned to suck on her left nipple. He felt her wetness and Bev's muscles squeezed his cock-head. "Oh fuck...that's a good girl! Take it all!" Jeff moaned as Bev sat completely down on him and his head bumped the back wall of her cunt. "Holy fuck, your...pussy is sooo fucking...good!" he moaned louder, as she slowly started rocking her hips back and forth. Bev was very wet and ready to fuck him. She put the head to her pussy and she sat down, taking it all and her head began to spin. His cock-head stabbed the back of her pussy and Bev moaned. "Oh shit, oh Jeff! My god...it's so fucking deep! Its sooo fucking...long!" she growled and started grinding into him. "Oh Jeff, I love it, I love it!" she whimpered and hugged his neck Her slender hips were moving in ways he had never seen before, but it felt wonderful around his cock and he was close. "I'm close, baby! I'm close!" he grunted, squeezed her body to his and Jeff shoved his hips up. "Ohhh my god! I'm cuming! Oh shit, shit! I'm cuming!" he moaned, his cock jerked and cum started squirting from the tip. It squirted hard and it felt like fire was spraying out of it. She moved faster and started going up and down too. "Oh yeah, cum in me! cum in me, Jeff!" Bev whimpered as they kissed and her hips moved faster. "Cum in me! Cum in me!" she moaned and kissed him. Her hips moved around, her breasts were smashed against him and Jeff's cock was deep in her pussy. Bev felt a tiny fire in the back of her pussy and when his cum squirted out, it was if was gas being poured on it. The fire roared to life and Bev's pussy was now totally inflamed. Jeff felt Bev jump and he held her. "Oh baby, cum on me! Cum on my cock!" he growled in Bev's ear and humped his hips up. "Cum for me, Bev!" he moaned and started humping in time with her. "That's it, that's it!" Jeff whispered as they moved together and kissed. "Jeff, oh Jeff!" Bev moaned as he held her and they moved as one. His cock slid in and out of her, making a very loud slurping sound and she was so close. "Yes, yes, yes, yes!" she started squealing and Bev's pussy locked on his shaft. She shoved down, his entire cock was in her and her insides trembled. "Jeff, I'm...cuming! I'm cuming!" she cried out and started grinding into him. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Bev moaned loud and slowed her frantic pace. "Oh Jeff, that...so beautiful and I can't wait for my first tutoring season!" she giggled and gave him a deep kiss. *. Paul was in his room, getting things ready and he heard a light tap on his door. "Come in," he said, lighting a small candle and he turned to see Annie open the door. His jaw dropped, his heart skipped a beat and his cock instantly filled with blood. "Holy shit!" Paul said as he sat the candle on the dresser next to him and walked to his big sister. She was wearing a powder blue, see-through 'baby doll' nightie, with matching, bikini panties and she had a blue ribbon tied in her hair. He looked up and down her beautiful body and his eyes stopped to admire her firm breast. Annie's nipples were hard, full of blood and poking against the thin material. As Paul looked down, her flat stomach was gorgeous and he saw that her belly button was pierced, something he never knew until now and he looked lower. Her tiny panties were already wet and he saw that his big sister was clean-shaven. He reached out for her and Annie stepped into his arms. "My god...you are so beautiful!" he moaned, hugged her and his hard cock was resting in her pussy slit. Her heat covered his cock and Annie was so wet. Annie saw Paul looking at her and it was as if, this was her first time with a man and her heart was pounding. "Thank you," she whispered and moved against her brother, enjoying the feel of a man's penis on her most prized place and Paul's shaft was resting against her inflamed lips. "Mmmm, if you weren't my brother...I'd think you were up to no good and something bad." Annie purred as his hands covered her butt and she loved the feeling of him touching her this way. Paul laughed as he lightly caressed her ass and kissed the side of Annie's neck. "Would I do something like that to my gorgeous, sexy sister?" he laughed, squeezed her ass and slowly pulled away. "Well, you are a man with a reputation of...seducing women." Paul winked and smiled at her. "Turn around and let me see you," he added, watching her pretty face blush and Annie slowly turned around. "God...I can't believe he's never home and all over you! If I were him...you'd never get out of the bedroom and...I'd be inside you day and night!" Paul said with a low voice, his cock was at full hardness and pointed right at her. Annie heard Paul and she was on fire. "You silly goose...saying something like that to your sister and just look at that thing." She said with a soft purr, motioning to his long penis and it was aimed right at her. He looked down to his cock, it was pointing straight out and his silk sleeping pants did nothing to conceal his massive hard-on. "Sorry about that and I can't help it. You look sooo pretty and sexy!" Paul said with a smile, as he looked at her swollen nipples and down between her long, smooth legs and the big wet spot on her tiny panties. "You're inarguable and so silly! I'm a married woman, twice your age and ah...your big sister." Annie replied, feeling her face flush, her nipples tingling and she loved the way his penis was pointing at her. "I don't give a fuck!" Paul replied, pulling Annie back into his arms, his stiff cock went under her wet pussy and he looked deep into her eyes. "You are any man's dream and that includes...me!" he added with a grin and started caressing her ass once again, savoring the feel of Annie's delicate panties against his fingers and her warm flesh under them. She smiled, Annie's heart was pounding deep in her chest and his penis was beneath her pussy. "Well, try to behave a little and don't get too carried away." Annie whispered, caressed his face and couldn't believe what she was doing with Paul, but she was so lonely and needed a man's attention. "Did you think to bring me up another wine cooler? I'm thirsty," she asked with a soft voice, nestled her face against his neck, spread her legs a few inches and let his pulsing shaft sink deeper into her folds of flesh. Paul caressed her ass, while kissing the side of Annie's neck and his cock shaft was between her legs, under wet pussy and pointing back towards her ass. Annie's heart was racing, her entire body was trembling and her wetness quickly covered his shaft. "Yes I did," he replied, reached to get her drink and this was the last drop. He wasn't sure if it was the drops were doing this or she was just horny for him, but it was great and Annie was dripping wet. "Thank you, sweetheart," she whispered taking the drink from him and took a big drink. "So, what movie do you have and what's it about?" Annie asked with a smile as she took another big drink and she could feel Paul's big penis throbbing under her pussy. Paul held her ass in his hands as they looked into each other's eyes and he knew that she was his for the taking. "It's about a brother and sister...making love. I hope its ok with you?" he asked, watching her face turn a warm shade of red and Annie nodding yes. She heard him and couldn't help but blushing. "You're one of a kind sweetheart and...I'm glad you're here. I haven't felt this way in...a long, long time and." Annie paused to lightly kiss him and went on. "This may not be right and...very nasty, but I don't care and I'm so glad you're here to hold me," she added, biting her lower lip and Annie felt his thick penis flex under her aching pussy. "I'm so...lonely," she sniffed as tears ran from her eyes and down her face. Paul held her and felt his beautiful sisters' tears dripping on his shoulder. "I'm here baby and please don't cry," he whispered and gently caressed her back. "He's a dumb ass for not loving you more and if could..." he paused to kiss the side of her neck and his hands slid down to Annie's shapely ass. "I'd take his place and you'd never be lonely again." Paul said with love and he flexed his cock. Annie felt his penis move and her insides were on fire. "Mmmm, I love it when you do that Paul and it makes me have...dirty...thoughts about...you," she whispered, moved her hips against him tighter and Paul flexed it again. "Oh Paul...I'd love having you in my bed and as my man." Annie whimpered and she wanted her brother inside her. He held Annie's ass, flexed his cock harder and kissed her neck. "Let's lay on my bed." Paul said as he pulled his sister to his bed and they were lying in each others' arms, face to face and he moved his cock on her very wet pussy. "I think one of us is very, very excited!" He said caressing her hair, started kissing all over her gorgeous face and his right hand covered Annie's left breast. Annie lay in his arms and his penis was resting on her needy vagina. "Excited doesn't come close to how I'm feeling right...now!" she moaned as his hand moved to her breast and Paul started rolling her hardened nipple between his fingers. "Oh Paul, yes...oh god...yes!" she whimpered as he toyed with her nipple and his penis was rubbing against her need. Paul rolled her nipple and started moving his hips. "I want you, Annie and you need me," whispered, reached between their bodies and gently pulled her wet panties to the side. Annie heard him, felt her panties being moved and she bit her lower lip. "Oh Paul...should we?" she moaned, felt him rubbing her clitoris and the large head of his penis pushed against her wet folds of flesh. "Yes, we should and..." he said with love and gently pushed in. The head of his throbbing cock eased just inside Annie and a soft moan filled his ears. "Oh Annie!" he growled as her tight insides grabbed his prick and they squeezed him. "Yes, oh god!" he moaned and gently pushed more of his cock into his beautiful, older sister and she had tears running from her eyes. Annie held her breath, as Paul eased into her body and tears of love flowed from her eyes. "Oh baby, oh yes, yes, yes, my baby, my handsome...little...brother," she moaned as Paul held her and he continued inside her body. His penis was hard, fat and so long. He stretched the walls of her pussy wide and it took Annie's breath away. She had never been with anyone this big or long, in her life and it felt good. "Yeah, yeah! Oh Paul, my baby, my baby!" she cried out as he pushed deeper and deeper. He held Annie, continued into her beautiful body and her muscles squeezed him more. "Oh Annie, you are...so...wonderful! So beautiful! So...sexy!" he moaned as they looked into each other's eyes and he rolled on top of her. "Oh god...yes!" he moaned loud, as his throbbing prick hit the very back of her tight pussy and Annie wrapped her long legs around his hips. "Oh...my...god!" she squealed when his penis sank so deep into her and it hit the bottom of her aching vagina. "Paul, Paul! Yes baby, oh god, oh my...god!" he cried out, hugging him and didn't realize that her fingernails were digging deep into his back. "Deeper...push...it...deeper!" Annie cried out again, lifted her legs and easily pulled them up to her breasts. "Yes, oh god, Paul! Oh my...god!" Annie moaned as his large penis head touched places in her that she never knew about, until now and her heart was pounding in her chest. He held Annie, enjoying her moaning and her pussy spasming around his swollen prick. "Yeah baby, have fun and enjoy it." Paul said as he gently kissed her panting mouth and he pushed in her one last time. "Oh fuck...I love being up your...beautiful...tight...cunt!" he growled, eased his hips back and Paul started making love to his sister. She heard Paul, smiled and he started loving her. "Oh Paul...yes...yes! Oh baby! Yes! Yes! Oh yes!" Annie cried out as his long, hard penis slid in and out of her body. "Love me, make love to me!" she cried as he moved and Paul smiled down. "Love me, make love to your...sister!" Annie moaned as he moved fasted and started kissing her deeper. His tongue slid into her mouth and she gently sucked it, as Paul continued to love her vagina and he pushed in deep. He held Annie and pulled from her mouth. "Are you enjoying my cock?" Paul asked with a smile and she nodded yes. "Tell me! Tell me that you love it in you." Paul said as he moved a little faster and her breasts sloshed around. "I love it! I love it in...me!" Annie moaned as Paul helped her and loved her body. "Tell me that you love my...cock!" "Oh Paul...I love...your...cock!" Annie cried out and couldn't believe what she just said. "Tell me that you...love me...fucking you!" he moaned and moved faster. "Paul...oh god!" Annie whimpered as his dirty works filled her ears and they drove her crazy. "I love you...fucking me!" she yelled out, as he pushed deeper and he moved faster. "Tell me to...fuck you!" "Paul...fuck me! Fuck me!" Annie moaned as his long, hard cock slid in and out of her body. "Tell me to fuck your...cunt!" he growled and slammed into her hips. Annie's head was spinning, her heart was pounding and she was getting close. "Paul, fuck my...cunt! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt! Fuck me with your...big...hard...cock!" Annie screamed as her back arched, her pussy grabbed him and she exploded around her little brothers' hard cock. Her heart was racing and juice shot from her, covering Paul and most of his lower body. He felt her body grab him, Annie's back arched up and warm juices shot from between her long legs. He held her down and started loving her faster, driving his stiff prick completely in Annie and his cock jumped. "Oh my fucking...god! I'm cuming in...you! I'm cuming in my beautiful sisters' pussy and it feels sooo good!" Paul grunted as his hot sperm shot to the back of her pussy and splashed. "Oh Annie, I love you, I love you!" he cried out and pushed deeper into her body. Just Three Drops! Annie felt his cock jerk, she grabbed him and she couldn't wait to feel his brotherly seeds filling her pussy. "Yes, oh Paul! Cum in me, cum in me!" she squealed as his gift filled her full and it warmed her lonely pussy. "Love me, fill me!" she moaned enjoying his hot breath on her face and his cum shooting in her. His pace slowed and Paul leaned to gently kiss Annie. "I love you and always will." Paul smiled as they kissed and hugged. "Mmmm, and I love you, baby." She cooed and kept her legs wrapped tightly around his hips. "Move in with us and...be my...lover, please," she begged with a soft voice and a smile on her pretty face. Her words filled his ears and Paul quickly remembered what Jeff told him. "Let's talk about that later and just hold each other for now," he whispered and kissed her again. "But, I want you here and in my arms every night." "We'll talk about it in the morning, when you're thinking straight, ok." "Do you promise?" "Yes, I promise." Paul said and knew he was going to enjoy being his sisters' secret lover. They held each other close and didn't notice that there was someone watching them from the hallway. *. Annie woke up and felt someone next to her. 'Oh god, it wasn't a dream and we did fu...make love to each other!' she thought and fear raced through her, but then, she felt something against her left hand and a spark hit her pussy. 'Oh no!' she thought and a smile quickly covered her face. Bev slid her hand over the half-erected cock and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. 'So, so nice!' Annie moaned to herself and slid down. She lifted his cock, opened her mouth and gently sucked him inside. Jeff felt Annie moving down, he spread his legs and she started to suck him hard. "Oh yes! Good morning!" he moaned and could feel Annie giggle at his words. "This is every man's dream!" he moaned again and much louder. "Oh Annie, you're going to spoil me!" he said as she smiled around him and she sucked harder, while her loving hands were stroking his wet cock-shaft. "Oh god, stop or I'm going to cum!" he said and Annie sucked more, taking him deeper, until she gagged and she kept sucking. Annie heard Paul and she wanted his cum in her mouth. She loved him, she loved sucking cock and Annie knew a man enjoyed cuming in a woman's mouth. 'Go...cum in my mouth! Cum in my mouth, Paul! Cum in me!' Annie thought as she sucked and looked to his face. She pumped his shaft and sucked his cock-head. He jerked and she closed her eyes, as his warm gift squirted in her mouth and he quickly filled it with only two hard squirts. She swallowed some and more kept coming. She smiled and savored his salty goo. Paul lifted up as Annie sucked and his cock jerked in her sucking mouth. "Oh my fucking...oh shit! Oh god, Annie! You beautiful, sexy...woman!" he yelled out and was glad that nobody was home. "Oh Annie, you are sooo wonderful! Oh Annie!" he moaned, as she sucked him and drank his cum. He shot his last drops, fell on his pillow and she moved up his body Annie licked her lips, cleaned her mouth with her tongue and she kissed him. "Good morning, lover, how did you sleep?" she asked with a soft purr and wrapped her arms around her brother. "I slept great and I really love the way you woke me up," he said with a smile, hugged Annie and gently kissed her. "It was my pleasure and if you'd like...I could wake you that way...every morning." Annie replied with a low, sexy voice and licked her thin lips. He held her and his hands caressed her body. "I can move in, but we'll have to be very careful and not get caught. I don't want to get shot and killed!" he laughed, but Paul knew her husband was a gun freak, a high member in the church and they had a reputation of being known as a cult. "There is one other thing I need and it will, my stipulation, Annie. Please understand that I love you and you are the best woman I've ever been with, but..." Paul said with a low voice, caressing her face and her finger covered his lips. She heard his last few words and smiled. "I know what you're going to say, Paul and I understand that you'll want to go out with other women, but I never want to hear about you going out with one, I never, ever want to see 'anyone' in my home and before you ever come near me...you better have sterilized yourself! Do you understand me, Paul?" Annie replied, with her motherly finger pointed right at his face and she glared deep into his eyes. Paul felt like a kid again, getting into some kind of trouble and his Mom was chewing his ass out. "Yes, I understand," he said giving her a smile and Paul lightly kissed Annie on her lips, letting it linger and he slid his right hand up her side and gently cupped her breast. "I'll be a very discreet gentleman and never worry about me being clean." Paul whispered against her lips, while he gently teased Annie's left nipple and messaged her breast. His hand and fingers felt wonderful and she couldn't wait for him to move in. "Thank you," she whispered back to Paul, she caressed his face and couldn't wait to wake up this way every morning. "And as for him...you'll be just fine and don't worry. He's never home and he's more worried about the 'new female' members of the church. He hasn't touched me in ages and I'm asking for a divorce." Annie whispered and gave him a kiss. "I'm going to shower and afterwards, I'll make you a good breakfast. I want you to have lots and lots of energy!" Annie said with a sexy voice, kissed him again, got up and left his room. Paul returned Annie's kiss and he hated to see her go, but he was hungry and had an idea that she was going to wear him out. "Damn, I can't wait to try this shit on mom Friday and see what happens," he said with a smile and went into his bathroom. *. "So, I can see by the look on your face it worked and it worked very well!" Jeff laughed at Paul and the look of bliss on his face. "Oh god, she went crazy and we did it all freaking night! This morning, she woke me up by sucking my fucking cock and...she let me cum in her mouth!" Paul said with a big smile and Jeff laughed. "I was hoping it would work on her. I've been dying to fuck my little sister, Jody and her sweet, little ass!" Jeff replied, as she filled his dirty mind and the thought of screwing a gymnastics star. Jody was one of the top gymnasts in the world and he knew, Jody was still a virgin and Jeff wanted her cherry. Paul knew Jody and he was shocked at Jeff. "You've got to be kidding! How in the hell are you going to manage that? She has more people around her than our stupid ass president and you're planning on getting her alone?" he asked Jeff and Paul thought about Jody's little body. Jeff smiled and took a drink of his Pepsi. "The last time Jody came home, she made them all leave and we spent the night talking, hugging and we kissed a few times. She promised we'd do the same thing when she came back home and Jody called me a right before you got here. We're meeting tonight and it's all set up. Dinner, drinking, dancing and my drops! Sister or not, I'm fucking her tonight and there isn't anything going to stop me!" Jeff said with a big grin and laughed. "Damn, you're going to nail Jody!" Paul laughed and shook his head. "Will popping her cherry make her get fat? I heard that about gymnasts, but I wasn't sure if it was true or not," he added and Jeff lifted his shoulders. "Fuck, I don't know, but most shit you hear going around isn't true. You've seen those shows now were they prove most stupid things wrong." Jeff replied and Paul laughed at him more. "Yeah, like any show on the TV would tell you if a gymnast gets her cherry popped and fucked, if she'll start getting fat! You fucking retard!" Paul laughed and hoped Jeff wasn't going to fuck up Jody's life. Jeff was laughing and he shook his head. "I'm getting her tonight, oh, I forgot to tell you something...tonight's her eighteenth birthday and we'll be alone all...night!" he replied with a 'fuck you' laugh and got up. "I hate to run, but I need get some flowers, candles and a few other things. You may think I'm wrong, but don't forget what you did with someone special and now it's my turn!" he smiled, flipped a twenty dollar bill on the table and they turned to leave. "I hope it goes good and you have a great time! Sorry for dogging you, but I'm just worried about Jody and fucking her up." Paul said as they walked outside. "Good luck man and call me with the details!" he added with a smile and they parted ways. "Man, I hope he doesn't mess up her career or worse." Paul said under his breath and headed towards his car. "I will man and the next time you nail Annie...tap that beautiful ass of hers and let me know how good that thing is!" Jeff yelled back and heard Paul laugh. "Ok man!" Paul laughed and drove away. *. Jody stood before her big brother Jeff, in nothing but a small shirt and a pair of tiny blue panties. She could see his brown eyes roaming her body and she could see his cock growing in his shorts. "Hey big brother, can I get a hug?" she asked and he pulled her into his arms, smashing his nine-inch cock against her flat stomach and his hands caressed her tiny, muscular ass and pulled her tighter. "Mmmm, I love how...hard you're fuck pole is!" Jody moaned, as his stiff prick brought her virgin body to life and her pussy was moist. He stood, his cock grew and Jody looked so hot in the small shirt. Her long brown hair was in a ponytail and as he looked her over, he looked down to see her pussy was wet and completely bare. Jeff grabbed Jody and couldn't hug her fast enough. "You make me hard and you always have!" he replied, enjoying her small, tight ass under his fingers and his cock grew more. "I've been hoping this would happen for a long time and I'm glad you're here," he added, lifting her chin and leaned to kiss his baby sister. Jody returned his kiss and pushed him back on her bed. "I have to baby and I've been dying to see this thing!" she giggled and pulled out his long, thick cock and moaned. "Oh my god, you're gunna ruin my little cunt and stretch it out of shape!" she giggled again and lay over his hips, facing him with it next to her mouth. "My perverted coach has been trying to nail my cunt since last year, but I've been saving it for you for, Jeff!" Jody cooed, slowly licked around the head and smiled. He laughed as Jody pushed him back on the bed and Jeff moaned when she licked his throbbing prick. "Damn, you have a dirty mouth girl!" he laughed and Jody giggled. "Well, a dirty mouth can...do some nice things...like...sucking a brother's prick and let him cum in her mouth! Think you'd enjoy that? Huh?" she asked with a grin and licked around the head again. "Wanta shoot some warm cum in my mouth...big brother?" Jody moaned, licking a small drop of cum from the tip of his prick and smiled. "Oh fuck...I'm gunna suck this beautiful prick every...fuckin' chance...I can!" she moaned again, smiled and Jody started nursing the tip of him. His musky scent went up her nose and the taste of his cock-meat made her shiver. Jody kept nursing, while flicking her tongue over his tiny cum hole and she smiled. "Mmmm, oh god, Jeff, this is so fucking exciting and so fuckin' dirty! I'm sucking your god damn...fuck pole baby and...we're gunna fuck soon!" she moaned, went back to nursing Jeff and Jody took him deeper. "Oh fuck, you dirty girl! Suck that prick...suck your big...brothers...cock!" he moaned and lifted his hips, shoving himself deeper into her warm mouth and Jody sucked harder. "Oh Jeff, fuck me...fuck my horny cunt and make me...yours!" Jody whimpered, climbed on him and pulled her panties over. "Pop my cherry and after I'm used to it...I'll do some cool gymnastic shit...while you fuck me and remember how limber I am?" she whispered, aimed his head to her tiny, virgin hole and Jody eased down. "Think you'd like that too?" Jody asked and he touched her cunt. "Oh baby, I'll do anything for you and I can't wait to fuck your juicy cunt!" he said and watched her pointing his cock to her pussy. "I bet you're going to be so fucking tight!" Jeff moaned as Jody slowly sat down and the head was against her wet opening. "Go slow and it won't hurt that bad," he whispered and kissed her on the mouth, pushing his tongue inside and Jody started sucking it. She eased down more and felt the head going just inside. "Oh god, almost...almost!" she said with tears running from her blue eyes and they kissed. "I love you, baby." Jody whispered, took a breath and she pushed down. "Oh fuck...oh fuck! Jeff, we did it, we did it, baby," she sobbed, as a sharp pain shot through her cunt, it burned to and it raced to her brain. "Your big, beautiful cock-head is...in my cunt! You're in my...cunt! You're in my cunt!" she gasped and eased down more, feeling her cunt being stretched wide and his big fuck-pole was very close to tearing her insides, but Jody started relaxing and he slid deeper. "Yeah!" he moaned, as his head took her tight, tight pussy and her muscles started contracting around his cock. Jody was so tight and her muscles squeezed him hard. Her wetness covered him and Jody pushed down. "Oh fuck...I love you! Oh no...I'm cuming! Mother fucker...no!" Jeff yelled, as Jody sat down more and her tight cunt kept squeezing his cock. Paul jerked, rammed his cock deep into Jody and he came hard. Cum shot from his cock so hard, it burned and it felt like a shotgun going off, as it blasted up Jody's cunt. Jody felt the first hard blast of his cum hit deep in the back of her cunt and she couldn't breathe, her head began to spin and her eyes rolled back. "Yeah baby, fill my cunt! Cum in it...cum it!" she moaned and tried moving, but her pussy was locked around him and it was not moving. "Jeff, cum in me, cum in my cunt!" she moaned louder and wanted to fuck him better, but his cock was locked in her cunt and it was not moving. "Yes, yes oh Jody!" "Oh baby, fill me up, fill up my tight...little...cunt!" Jody smiled and wanted him to ram all the way in her. "Blast that warm cum in me and fill my...cunt!" she moaned and tried moving her small hips, but he was huge and she couldn't, not yet. "I'm gunna fuck you better...when I'm stretched out and I can take more!" she moaned and leaned towards his mouth, kissing him and they looked into each other's eyes. "Oh baby...you are so tight and I knew we're going to have sooo much fun!" he grunted, lifted up and Jeff started sliding deeper. "Oh Jody, Jody!" he moaned, held her and they kissed again. "Jody, god...I love you...I love you!" he moaned and they held each other. *. Paul watched his beautiful, tall mother and he couldn't believe she looked so sexy. She was five-foot-eight-inches tall and was around one hundred, thirty pounds. She had nice, firm C cup breasts, a small waist and a size 36-inch ass. She had long, curly brown hair, with lots of blonde streaks in it and it went to the middle of her back. Mom always parted in the middle and Paul loved it that way. Her blue eyes were sparkling and today, they looked so beautiful, as if she was in love and she was continually smiling at him. "I'm so glad you came up to see me and I rented a really nice hotel room for us." Paul smiled and she gave him a strange look. "I'm living with...Annie and her family. I didn't think you'd want to stay there and this way, we can talk and do whatever we want," he said and Mom shook her head at him. "And, when did this come about?" she asked and went on. "The room will be fine and I'm looking forward to spending time with my handsome son." Layla smiled and took a drink of her wine, not knowing that her son had laced it with a drop of sex potion and that she'd soon be under his control. "I'm there almost every night and...she just asked me to stay and I live for free. I can save money and if I need anything for school, I can buy it and I won't have to ask you." Paul said and hated lying, but how could he tell Mom that he and Annie fucked every chance they had. "I don't mind when you ask for money Paul and you can always call you father." Layla said with a smile and could feel her nipples getting so hard, plus, for some odd reason, her pussy was burning and so wet. "Fuck him! I can't stand to look at him and he's a prick for the way he treats you, Mom. If you were my wife, I could never do that and...you'd um...never leave my side!" Paul said and thought about her under him, making love to mom and giving her his seeds "Awe, thank you and that was so sweet of you to say! I better keep my eyes on you for the next few days and watch out. You've turned into a very charming you man and I'm betting that you have all the girls' you can handle too!" Layla smiled, wishing her pussy would stop burning and tingling. "I have a few, but I'm into um...older women, Mom. Young girls' don't really do it for me and I'm not into stupid mind games." "Oh really now and how old are we talking here?" she asked with a little surprise, but remembered he did like to date older girls in high school and she heard rumors of him screwing a few women on their street. "You're age and a little older, but no grannies or anything sick!" he laughed and Mom's eyes were really sparkling now. "I wonder about you sometimes," she smiled and drank more of the potion. "So, what else have you been doing and how are your grades?" Layla asked, sipping her wine and could feel the wetness ooze from her lonely pussy. He returned Mom's smile and reached to hold her hands. "I think about you a lot and my grades are very good...as always and how have you been?" Paul asked as he traced his fingers in the palms of her hands. Layla smiled and her pussy was getting so hot. "You shouldn't think of me all the time and you need to find a steady woman," she said and loved him touching her. "I've been fine and not much new in my life," she replied and loved that Paul treated her this way. He was always flirting with her and when they were together like this, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. He didn't touch her in a bad way or anything, but it was more subtle and very sexy. He would lightly caress her face, a gentle squeeze of her behind while they hugged and he loved to hug her, but never anything inappropriate and she enjoyed it. "I keep it to myself and nobody knows," he lied and knew Jeff wouldn't say anything. Besides that, he fucked his baby sister and popped her cherry. Layla smiled and her nipples were ready to explode. "What do you have planned for tonight? I hope there's some dancing included," she replied with a lust in her soft voice and looked deep into his eyes, hoping she could resist Paul and his charming ways. "If you want, but I was hoping to have you all to myself tonight." "I do wonder about you!" she laughed and two people walked past them. "Wow, she's my age and look how young he is!" Layla said with a grin and wondered what it would feel like to have such a young man fucking her. Paul turned and saw his friend Dave. "Mom, you're going to think I'm lying, but she's his...Mom and they are a...couple!" he said and she looked at him with shock. "No way!" "Yes way and they really love each other, Mom." Layla's heart was pounding and her pussy was tingling so badly now. "Damn, that's um...crazy," she whispered, watching them hugging and kissing each other, wondering if she could do something like that with Paul or not. "They are happy and love each other very much." Paul said as he looked into Mom's eyes and he reached to caress her face. "I love you, Mom," he whispered and her face turned a warm shade of pink. "Finish your drink and will go for a walk down the beach. I know a great spot we can watch the sun set and its very secluded to." Paul added with a wink and watched Mom finish the last of the three drops of the potion. Just Three Drops! "You silly man, always flirting with me!" she smile, lifted her drink and gulfed it down. "Fuck yes and you can't blame me for trying! You're a hot Mom and I would love to um...never mind!" "Feel free to finish and I think I already know what you were going to say." Layla said with a grin, as they walked on the beach and Paul slid his arm around her thin waist, pulling her close and she felt like a teenager on her first real date. "I can't help it, Mom; you've always made me so hard and excited." "I know I have baby, but that's something people should keep to themselves and it's against the law." Layla said and she slid her arm around him. "I know it is, but when was the last time you saw something like that on the news? You only see it if some fucker is raping an underage daughter or something. Mom, there are mother and son couples all over the place...I know three of them and its awesome!" he said and hugged Mom's hip. "You're right, but..." she stopped, turned to face him and slipped her arms around him. "If you're planning to try...I'm not sure if I can or not." Layla said, as she bit her lower lip and tears were forming in her eyes. "I love you and um...you excite me Paul, but...I'm just not sure and what if your dad found out? What would happen then?" she whispered and he pulled her completely against his body. His long, stiff cock smashed into her pussy and Layla's knees went weak. Paul grabbed his Mom and scooped her into his arms. "I'll carry you the rest of the way, just relax, Mom and don't worry about it," he whispered to her and Paul could feel her warm breath on his neck. Once at the spot Paul liked, he gently sat her down and he moved in front of her. "All better now?" he asked with love and lifted a long strand of hair from her left eye. "Yeah," she whispered back with a loving, motherly smile and Layla was on fire. She looked into his eyes and she could see his pain. "Why do things have to be so complicated?" she asked and Paul smiled. "Life can be so fucked up." "Yes and this is a 'big' fuck up!" Layla said with a laugh and she moved closer to him. "Paul, if we did um...would it only be for the weekend?" she asked and could feel his swollen cock against her right hip. "Whatever you wanted, Mom." He replied and pulled Mom on his lap, with his very stiff cock under her tight ass and he hugged. "This is so crazy, Paul!" Layla moaned and he hugged her. "The love a mother and son share is like no other, but this is a whole new world and we have to be very sure, baby. Once it happens, we can't turn back the clock and you know how your father is. He's not going to be very happy and neither will Annie's husband." Layla whispered as she snuggled closer to him and watched the sun sinking into the ocean. "I know Mom and I want you take your time. If you don't want to, just try to forget it and I won't ever bother you again." Paul whispered in her ear and he nestled his face into her neck. "And as far as them finding out...we'll be very careful and they can go fuck off!" he said with a smile, but deep down, Paul knew that they were playing with fire and the men of the church would not hesitate to burn them or worse. Layla was in heaven as he held her so close and her eyes filled with tears. "But, I can't stand to see you in pain and suffering because of me," she said with a sob and turned to look at his face. "I love you so much, but if something went wrong or...if anyone found out, I'd just die and I'd never forgive myself." Layla added and more tears flowed from her eyes. "Mom, please don't cry and I won't ever ask you again." "Baby, I don't want you to hide your feelings and I've known how you've felt for a long time, but I never brought it up and I hoped you'd work it out on your own." "You are the best Mom in the world and I shouldn't have said anything." "You're the best son and I couldn't ask for anyone better." Layla whispered, as she snuggled closer to Paul and she could feel one of his hands caressing her lower back, moving down and into the back of her low-cut jeans. "Mmmm, oh Paul, I'm so...so...scared," she sobbed and felt his other hand reaching under her small blouse, caressing her stomach and up towards her aching nipples. Layla's entire body was on fire and she wanted Paul. She needed him back inside her and she wanted to give herself to him completely. "Relax Mom...and enjoy." Paul whispered and slid his right hand up, until it covered her left breast and swollen nipple. "Oh Mom!" he moaned, she whimpered and they lay back on the sand. "I want to kiss you and hold you. No sex and I won't pressure you, ok." Paul said as he moved over her and his hips were between her long legs. "Ok, I think we can do that and I'll enjoy my handsome son...making out with me." Layla smiled and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. "Oh Paul, you're so big and...so...hard!" she moaned, wrapped her legs around his hips and he leaned towards her mouth. "You're sooo hard!" she whispered, as his thick, young shaft pressed to her burning pussy and his tongue slid into her open mouth. "I'm always this way...and it's all for you," he whispered, leaned down and slid his tongue into his beautiful mothers' open mouth. He kissed her slow, as they looked into each other's eyes and he could feel the heat from Mom's motherly pussy on his cock-shaft. Paul kissed her, while he reached to unbutton her blouse and Mom didn't move to stop him. She smiled and just lay still, letting her son admire her bare breasts and she ran her fingers through his hair. "You loved them when you were a baby and um...I guess you still do." Layla said with softness and pulled his face down to them. "Enjoy them baby," she cooed and held him close, enjoying his warm lips kissing them and Paul moved to nurse her right nipple. He looked at Mom and her loving hands pulled his face down. Paul loved her soft, spongy flesh and he started kissing all over them. Her soft moans drove him on and Paul nuzzled to Mom's right nipple. He gently sucked, he looked up and Mom's eyes were squeezed shut. Paul sucked and flicked his tongue over her rubbery nipple, Mom's back arched up and he humped against her pussy. She was going crazy, fighting her feeling to give in and when Paul's tongue touched her nipple, Layla couldn't hold it in any longer and she cried out. "Oh baby, yes, yes, yes!" she cried out in the night, when her son's cock smashed into her excited pussy and Layla was going crazy. Her slender hips pressed to his and he was so hard. Paul's gentle sucking and his tongue were bringing her closer to what many would call a terrible sin. He kept sucking and teasing Mom's breasts, she started humping against him and she was clawing his back. "Oh Mom, I'm so hard for you!" Paul moaned and slowly humped her. "Take off your...jeans...please," he begged in a soft voice; he heard a low moan and Mom started to unbutton them. Layla reached down, quickly had them loose and wiggled the jeans down her hips. "Do yours too, but keep your undies on and Paul...be very careful!" she moaned and within seconds, his cock was resting on her pussy, it was pointing towards her belly and deep in her slit. "Oh Paul, oh god, you're so...so big and...hard! YES! YES!" Layla all but moaned, as his thick shaft moved and hit her swollen clit. Her heat and wetness covered him, Paul leaned forward, dragging his stiff cock-shaft deeper and Mom cried out. "This is so...nice, Mom and I love you for doing it," he moaned, as they kissed and he moved again. She wrapped her legs around him and locked them. He could feel her trembling and sensed that Mom was close to cuming. "You're very close to bringing me an orgasm and it feels...so...so...wonderful!" she whimpered and he moved again, but this time, Paul kept moving back and forth. "Oh god, oh god, yes, yes! Paul, Paul!" Layla squealed, her legs hugged him tighter, her head began to spin and she exploded. "Oh god, my baby, my sweet, sweet...baby!" she cried out, as Paul humped her and Layla's body quivered under her son and she hugged him tight. He felt Mom tense up, she sucked in a deep breath and she let go. "Go baby, come on, come on!" Paul moaned in her ear, as his hard shaft rubbed deeper into her wetness and teased Mom's clit. "Let go and enjoy...enjoy Mom, enjoy!" Paul moaned again as Mom's shivered and she hugged him tight. Layla let go of Paul and fell back on the sand, laughing and giggling. "Oh Lord, who could have ever thought that my own son would give me my best orgasm...ever!" she laughed and looked into his eyes. "Give me some time and um...we'll...go...all the...way." Layla whispered, held him to her body and she knew Paul was still very hard. "I'll help you with that...in a little while and think of what you'd like me to do for it. Anything you want...mom will do it," she added with a soft voice, caressing his face and giving her son loving kisses. Paul didn't even have to think and he kissed her. "I want you to...suck me!" he said with a smile and Paul hugged his Mom. "I want to see it in your sexy mouth Mom and watch you sucking me! I've dreamt of that sooo many times!" he whispered as they kissed under the full moon and held each other. She smiled and kissed him. "As soon as we're in the room and I'll do anything you want!" Layla whispered between kisses, enjoying his body on hers and they didn't notice the shadow behind the dune. *. Paul was lying on the bed, naked, on his back and his legs were spread. Mom was between them, looking up to his face and her right hand was wrapped around the base of his cock. "Is this the way you dream of me, baby?" Layla asked with a soft voice, licked up the back of his shaft and her tongue found the tiny slit. "Is this how you dream of me sucking you? Hum baby?" she moaned, licked him again and she started nursing the head. Paul watched and his ears were ringing. "Oh Mom, yeah, oh yes!" he grunted, grabbed at the sheets and Paul saw Mom smile around his shaft. "Oh Mom...yeah, yeah!" Paul moaned, as she sucked and her eyes never left his. "Oh fuck, oh god!" he moaned louder, watching her smile again and she gave him a sexy wink. She sucked her beautiful son's cock, enjoying him squirming and fighting the urge to cum. 'Oh baby, go, go! Cum, mommy doesn't mind and I want to taste you!' Layla thought as she sucked harder and took more of him. She sucked hard, lifted up and let him pop from her sucking mouth. "Would you like to...cum in my...mouth? Hum? Tell me you want to...cum!" she teased with a sexy voice and went back to pleasing her child. His cock slid across her tongue, deep into her mouth and it hit the back of her throat. Paul heard and he wanted to scream. "Oh Mom, yes! Oh Mom, suck me, suck me...hard!" he cried, as she sucked, looked into his eyes and she smiled around him again. "Oh, ohhh god, yeah, yes, oh fuck!" he grunted, his balls jerked and cum shot from his cock. It shot out hard, fast and Paul heard Mom gag, but she kept sucking and her eyes never once left his. Paul was in heaven. Layla drank his cum, licked her lips and slid up his body. "I have to confess something to you and I think you'll like it," she cooed and kissed him. "What Mom?" "When you called and asked me to come up here, I knew what you wanted and um...I wanted it too. Paul, I love you and it will be hard going back home." Layla said with tears in her eyes and her lip came out. Paul held her and he didn't know what to say. If he hadn't just moved in with Annie, he would tell Mom to sell her place and move here. "You could drive up on weekends and I can come see you too. It's not as if we're hundreds of miles apart," he replied and rolled them over. "Mom, I'm going to make love to you now!" he said, caressing her face and reached between their bodies. Layla smiled as Paul rolled over, she spread her legs and she knew what was coming. "I don't want this to end Paul. I need you and I'm ready!" she said with need and her son came home. "Oh, oh oh...god! Paul, my baby, my baby! Yeah, yeah!" Layla squealed out, as her loving son's cock filled her and it stretched her insides wide. "Oh god...oh go...d...so...big...so...big!" she growled as his hard man-cock took her and Layla knew she was his. Mom's pussy grabbed him, squeezed tight and it was as if, her muscles were trying to milk him. "Mom...Mom!" he moaned and kept pushing in, until his swollen cock-head hit the very back of her hot, motherly pussy and he kissed her deep. "I'm going to...cum!" he grunted and shoved deeper. Layla held him, her legs quickly pulled him in and her pussy locked around him. "Oh baby, my beautiful...sexy...handsome...baby! My lover...my son!" she yelled out and her body started to shake. "Paul, I'm cuming...I'm cuming!" she yelled again and her entire body tensed up. "Yeah Mom, cum! Cum with me!" he moaned as hot cum shot from the tip of his cock, filling her motherly womb with his seeds and Paul wondered if Mom was on birth control or not, but it was a little late to ask now and a wicked smiled covered his face. "I love you sooo much!" she whimpered, hugged her son and hoped that she wasn't ovulating. "Holy crap...between you and Annie, you're going to kill me and fuck me to death!" "You bad boy...screwing your big sister and your Mom too! What am I going to do with you?" Layla teased, kissed him and hoped that her home would sell quickly. "You could let me rest and I'll do you again, how's that sound?" "You got a deal!" Layla said as they kissed and held each other close. *. Annie was walking arm in arm with her handsome son, Johnny and she was so glad he called her. "I'm happy to see you and I'm still wondering why you couldn't get a date. You of all people and I bet you had all kinds of girls to call, but you wanted me," she said with a smile, thinking of what she did with Paul and if she could do the same with her son. Annie knew he had a big crush on her as a teen and he'd made a few passes at her too, but she thought that Johnny grew out of it when he went away to college and was through with it. He had his arm around Mom's waist and they walked up to his car. "I could have, but...none were as pretty or as elegant as you and I only wanted the best!" Johnny replied, pulled Mom in for a tight hug and to let her feel his big, swollen cock and he flexed it. He saw what Mom was doing with Paul and it pissed him off. He always wanted Mom, but never had the nerve to try anything big with her and that prick nailed her. Annie felt Johnny's cock and he was so hard. It was pressed against her tight thigh, next to her burning pussy and he was bigger than Paul. "You should have found a young girl to ask and she could um...fix something for you," she said with a wink and tried pulling from Johnny, but he held her and he held her tight. "We need to stop, Johnny and get going before someone sees us," she whispered and tried pulling from him again. "I told you, I only wanted the best and that was you, but I do have one question for you and I want a good answer." Johnny smiled and he held Mom close. "Johnny, you need to stop this and let me go! Now!" "Not until you tell me why you...fucked...Paul!" he growled at her, squeezed her harder and slammed Annie against his car. Annie heard him and she was shocked. "What? How did you know about that?" she asked with shock as tears ran down his face and it broke her heart. "Baby, I'm so sorry you found out, but I was lonely and he...he was there and he helped me. I'm so sorry you found out," she said, feeling her eyes fill with tears and she hugged him. She hugged him close and Johnny relaxed in her loving arms. "I always wanted you too, but I was...afraid to try anything and you'd get mad at me." Johnny said as tears ran down his face and her arms made him feel better. "I know you did baby and I wish you would have tried. Momma has been a very lonely woman and...I wouldn't have gotten mad at you." Annie said as she caressed his face and felt him growing against her hip. "As a matter of fact...I would have...welcomed it and...enjoyed it too," she whispered, as he hugged her more and Annie shifted her hips. He heard Mom and looked to her face. "You really would have?" Johnny asked with a smile and Mom wiped his eyes. She smiled, wiped his eyes and moved her face closer to his. "Ohhh yes, I was a very lonely lady and your father didn't care. He hasn't been with me since he was made a church elder and that's been about four years ago." Annie replied, felt her son flex his stiff member and she couldn't help but moan. "Oh baby, you're so big and...so hard!" she said with lust, leaned towards his mouth and kissed him "You have always made me hard, Mom and I've wanted you for so long. Can um...we...try to do...something...now?" he asked with hesitation and Mom just smiled at him. She caressed his face, took his right hand and kissed it. "Yes baby, but..." Annie said with a laugh and loved the look on her son's face. "Let's get a room, relax and um...see what happens. I don't want to rush into this and screw things up between us," she added, kissed Johnny's lips and he flexed again. "Oh my...you are...so...enormous!" she moaned, pushed her hips into him and Annie kissed Johnny more. "Oh Mom...I can't wait and I'll be much better than 'he' ever was!" Johnny said as they kissed and he slid his hands over Mom's gorgeous ass, gently squeezed and she moaned into his mouth. Her son's cock was hard, shoved against her pussy and his hands were fondling her tight ass. "Oh baby...I know you...will, I know you...will!" Annie whispered, sliding her right hand down his front, to his swollen cock and she squeezed him. "Ohhh god, Johnny!" she gasped at his thickness and girth. "Let's go!" Annie laughed and they quickly drove away. *. Paul and his Mom were sitting on the beach, kissing and holding each other, when a lonely feeling rushed over him and Annie filled his mind. "What the fuck?" he said with a shiver and pulled out his cell phone. "I just got a weird feeling about Annie or something isn't right," he said and dialed her number. "She's not picking up and that isn't normal." Paul added and hoped she was fine. Layla moved closer to Paul, he turned to face her and she caressed his back. "I'm sure that she's fine and having a good time with Johnny. She's spending the weekend with him and said she'd be back on Monday, right?" she asked with a smile, leaned towards him and kissed Paul. He loved when Mom kissed him and she always made him feel better. Paul slipped his arms around her and lightly hugged. "Yes, but that was a weird feeling and I've never had it before." Paul said and hoped she was ok. "I'll call her later and I'm sure everything is fine," he added, returning her warm kiss and Paul noticed Mom had a gleam in her eyes. Mom's eyes would sparkle or gleam when she'd get horny and Paul loved it. "I see that one of us has that look in her eyes again and it's not me," he laughed and Mom's face turned red. Layla's eyes always gave her away and she hated it so much, but now that her son Paul was her lover, she loved it and so did he. "Yes I am and I need a young man to help me. Do you know of anyone that may be willing to um...help...me?" she teased with a low, sexy voice and very slowly, licked her lips. Paul smiled, his cock started growing and he kissed her again. "Yes I do and he is always ready for you!" he said with a growl and gave her another kiss, as his right hand slid up her silky leg, enjoying the expensive stocking against his fingers and it went under her short skirt. "Mmmm, what do we have under here and I wonder if it's wet or not?" he teased and caressed her soft thigh, letting his fingertips lightly bump against mom's panties and she just looked into his eyes. Just Three Drops! She sat still and enjoyed her son's loving touch. "My god, you could seduce any woman you wanted and you pick me." Layla moaned, as his hand worked her flesh and he was driving her crazy with need. "I think we should head back to our room and um...find something to do. What do you think?" she asked with a soft purr, reaching her hand over his swelling cock and squeezed him. Her hand covered him and Mom gently squeezed him, her index finger stroked the head and he moved against her mouth. "That's sounds nice, but can we play like we did this morning, pweeze mommy?" Paul said with a young voice, watching Mom squeeze her eyes shut and her big nipples instantly got hard. That morning when Mom woke him, she was talking to him as if he was a young boy and Paul played along with her. After teasing each other with the voices and some very serious petting, Mom came really hard and some even squirted from her. She heard Paul using that young-sounding voice again and Layla felt like a pervert, but that morning she came so hard, a stream of her cum shot all the way across the bed and it hit her pillow. "You need to stop and behave yourself!" she moaned, squeezing her eyes and legs shut, fighting the urge to cum and Layla quickly sat up. "Come on, I need you and...yes, I'll play your silly...game!" she said with a laugh, knowing her face was bright red and her entire body was on fire for her son. Twenty minutes later, they were lying in his room, watching cartoons, when he looked to her and asked. "Mommy, why do boys get a boner and why do they hurt so darn much?" he asked with the young voice and he watched her shiver. She put her hand on his chest and snuggled against him. Layla had stripped and was wearing a small tee shirt, with a pair of yellow, bikini panties and nothing more. "Aren't you kinda small to be getting a boner, as you call it?" Layla asked, trying her best not to look at his throbbing cock and play along with his game. "No mommy, I got a big one...see!" he jumped up, pulled his shorts down and made sure it was right by her mouth. She smiled and licked her lips. "Mmmm, I'll say it's a big one and do you know what? It's even bigger than...daddy's and mommy is very impressed." Layla smiled as he lay down and snuggled against her, laying it on her thigh and she could feel the hot blood pulsing through his shaft. "Does that mean you like it, mommy and that you'll help me fix it? He hurts so much and when we hug like this...he really hurts and it drips too!" She could feel her blood boiling and her pussy was dripping. "How can mommy 'fix' him and daddy may not like me doing anything. I'm his and I'm not supposed to 'fix' anyone, but daddy and he'll get mad." Layla whispered; as she caressed his face and reached down to hold him. "It could be our...secret, mommy and nobody will know, but us and I won't tell! I promise, mommy!" he said with a big grin and used the little boy voice. "Pweeze mommy...he hurts so bad!" Paul said as he pushed out his lower lip and moaned. Layla heard him and that voice sent fire racing through her arteries. She eased him down on the bed, kissed Paul and slowly started stroking him. She loved this 'role' playing and knew that they would be doing this a lot. "Mommy would love to help you, but you can't tell...anybody." Layla purred, as her heart raced, her pussy dripped and she took him in her hands. "Mommy will make him feel sooo good, baby. Would you like that? Hum? Mommy will make it all...better." Layla whispered into his left ear, as she gently ran her hands over Paul's big, throbbing cock and she squeezed him. Paul was floating on air and his prick was throbbing, as Mom whispered to him and she started pulling on it. "Ohhh mommy, it feels sooo good...when you touch me!" he moaned, as they kissed each other's neck and ears. "Yeah mommy...that feels so nice." Paul moaned again, as his nibbled her ear lobe and pushed his hips to her hand. "Oh baby, it's only going to get better and better!" Layla whispered, stroking faster and pulling on his large cock-head. "Mommy's big, big boy!" she moaned and leaned to kiss his neck, while letter her tongue to lick his flesh and enjoy the sweet taste of her son. Paul was in heaven and he was close. "Ohhh mommy, I feel like I gotta go pee or something funny is about to...happen!" he moaned, quickly got up on his knees, Mom's hands continued to stroke him and Paul aimed towards her mouth. "Oh gosh...mommy...I feel funny inside!" he moaned, started laughing and he came. Cum started squirting from the tip of his cock so hard and so fast, it burned and hurt like hell. Layla felt him jerk, Paul got up on his knees and he came hard. Cum shot from the tip and into her mouth, before she had a chance to think and Layla gulped it down. He squirted more, she drank it all, not missing a single drop, and Layla licked her lips. "Mommy liked that, a lot!" she laughed and hugged him. "I confess...I like your game," she whispered and couldn't wait for him to get hard again. "I had a feeling you did." Paul replied and hoped his cock would be hard again real soon. He owed Mom a favor and he wanted to repay her properly. *. Annie and Johnny were in their hotel room, slow dancing together, hugging, feeling each other and lightly kissing. "Mmmm, you're a wonderful kisser, but I'm sure you already know that," she said, continuing kissing him and rubbing her hips into his swollen cock shaft. He held her close, caressing her lower back and kept pressing his stiffness against mom. "I've been told that a few times and I'm glad you're pleased." Johnny smiled; started sucking Mom's lips and he heard a soft moan escape her mouth. "This is nice, isn't it, Mom?" he whispered and slid his hands down her back, gently caressing and rubbing as he did. Paul found Mom's gorgeous ass and he gently squeezed, pulling her into his shaft and letting her know he was ready. Annie melted into his arms and she was consumed by his soft touch. Johnny's big, hard cock was ready, but she wanted to relax and enjoy this. "Oh baby...I'm on fire and yes...this is beautiful," she moaned, as he caressed and squeezed her ass. "Oh baby, yes, yes!" Annie again, as his hands slid under her skirt and on her soft panties. He caressed Mom's panties and her flesh under them was on fire. "You feel like you are on fire, Mom! Are you just excited or what?" he asked and lightly sucked her lower lip. Annie rested in his arms, enjoying him playing with her ass and his gently sucking on her lip. "I feel like...I'm going to burst into flames and it's getting worse!" she moaned, pushing her hips to his and she loved the feel of Johnny's big cock rubbing on her wet pussy. "I love how big and hard you are too!" Annie cooed in his ear and tried to pull his pants down. He loved Mom thrusting her hips into his and Johnny knew she'd been his very soon. "Mom, can I slip off my pants and rub you better...please," he moaned against her panting mouth and slowly eased his tongue inside. Annie couldn't think, as Johnny worked his magic on her and she would be his very soon. "Yeah, I'd...like that," she faintly whispered, feeling his hands go between them and it was free. Johnny's big, throbbing cock was on her thigh and she knew what her son wanted. He wanted her and she definitely wanted him. "Oh baby, so big for...mommy! So big for...mommy," she moaned, reached down and put him right between her legs, pointing back towards her ass and under her pussy. Johnny felt her hand going down and all of a sudden, his cock was against Mom's dripping, wet pussy and it was very hot. "Mom, you are sooo wet!" he moaned and squeezed her ass harder, crushing her pussy into his thick cock shaft and his hips. His hands squeezed Annie, smashing his shaft into her wet slit and her panties were the only thing keeping them from committing a sin. "Yeah, oh baby...it's for my...baby...my...baby makes his mommy sooo wet! So wet!" she moaned into his mouth and slid her tongue inside. Annie looked into his dark, bedroom eyes and she needed him soon. He gently sucked her tongue and continued to caress her ass. "Oh Mom, I'm dying to be in you and make love with you, please!" Johnny moaned as their kiss ended, but he kept squeezing and playing with her ass, gently easing his cock over Mom's wet and very excited pussy. She couldn't move or think, but Annie knew she wanted him too and it had to be soon. "I know baby, mommy knows!" she moaned, stepped back and sat on the side of the bed, reached out and grabbed her son's pulsing cock in her trembling hands. "Ohhh god, you're so big and so...hard!" she gasped and looked to admire him. "How many young girls' enjoyed this?" she teased with a little wink and started stroking his very thick shaft. He smiled at her and rocked his hips with Mom's loving hands. "A few, but I really like women...around your age." Johnny replied and kept moving with her stroking hands. "I prefer older ladies, Mom and I always have. Young girls' freak out when they see how big I am, but not older women and they love to fuck me!" he added, pushing closer to Mom's face and hoped that she would suck him. She smiled as he moved forward and Annie knew what Johnny wanted. He wanted his mother to suck his cock and she did too. Annie pulled him closer, lifted his thick shaft up and against her lips. "Mommy has something that she wants to do for you and um...I think you're going to enjoy it too," she whispered, opened her mouth and her tongue slowly came out. She licked the tip of him and Johnny's salty goo covered her motherly tongue. He watched and when Mom licked him, Johnny's knees grew weak and he almost fell on her. "Holy crap, my knees are giving out Mom and it's because of you!" he laughed and jumped in the middle of the bed. She laughed and crawled between his legs, took him back into her hands and started sucking his giant cock-head. He was so big and was stretching her mouth wide, but Annie sucked and her tongue lapped at his tiny cum slit. 'Oh god, you are sooo big and all mine tonight!' she thought, sucking him harder and trying to take more of him. He watched as Mom sucked and held his cock. "Mom, I'm ready! I need to cum!" Johnny moaned, trying to lift up, but Mom was on him and he couldn't. "I'm ready, oh god, I'm ready!" he grunted and heard Mom moan out. "Can I cum in you...please!" he begged and Mom looked to his face. She pulled from him and sat on his thighs. "I want you in me and then you can cum." Annie smiled, pulled her panties to the side and lifted up to receive her son, but there was a very loud knock on the door and someone was calling out her name. "Mrs. Jones, its Jim Reed and I need to see you! Your husband has been in a very serious accident and he's asking for you!" he yelled and kept knocking on the door. Annie jumped up, straightened her clothes and tossed Johnny his pants. "Hurry, we don't need to be caught like this and have people talking!" she growled and fluffed her hair, hoping they didn't look to obvious. "Are you ready?" Annie asked as she rushed to open the door and find about her husband. Annie swung open the door and saw Jim. "What happened and how is he?" she asked and hoped that he was ok. Annie didn't love him anymore, but she had other feelings for him and this made her feel so horrible. She was caught in the act of making love with her son and her husband was hurt. Jim looked at Annie, quickly noticing her face was flushed and her hair was messed up. When he looked into the room and saw Johnny, he was straightening his pants and trying to hide a hard-on. "He's being flown into Dallas and to the best hospital in the state. It's bad ma'am and from what I've been told," Jim stopped to look at her face and saw that she was truly concerned. "He may not make it to the hospital," he said and put his hand on her shoulder. Annie heard Jim and she sobbled. "Oh my god, it's that bad?" she asked as tears poured from her eyes and she felt horrible. Her body trembled and her head felt as if it was spinning. "I have to get to him and...be with him." Annie said looking at Jim and hoped he didn't suspect anything. He was a smart man and one of her husbands' top 'goons'. "We can be in the air within a half hour ma'am and on our way." Jim replied, as she grabbed her things and rushed towards an open elevator. "Hold that!" he yelled out, when two people started in it and they did as told. *. Annie sat next to Johnny and they were covered by a blanket. "Do you think he suspected anything mom?" he asked and looked to her face. "I don't think so and sitting like this...may not be such a good idea and I'm going to move to another seat in a few minutes." Annie whispered and hated to move away from Johnny, but they had to be careful and not get caught. Johnny knew she was right and he didn't want any trouble. "That's cool mom and when this is over...we'll pick up where we left off and get back to business," he said and was dying to kiss her, but Jim was sitting just to their right and he could see their every move. Annie smiled and she was still dripping wet. "When we do 'manage' to get alone...I need you to fuck the shit out of me!" she purred in his ear and stood up. "Sleep tight and I'll wake you when we get close." Annie smiled, blew him a kiss and went to another seat. Two hours later, Annie patted Johnny's arm and shook him. "Hey baby, we're landing in thirty minutes and I thought you'd like to wake up. I made some coffee and there some muffins too," she smiled and saw that there was a small tent on his lap. "Wonder what that could be?" she teased and wished she could fix it for him, but they could wait and not get caught. Johnny looked down and smiled. "Yeah...I wonder," he moaned and stretched. "Oh...shit! I hate sleeping on a freaking plane and we're crossing a time zone! I always have trouble sleeping and my brain never feels right for two or three days." Jim said and stood up next to her. "I wish we were at home and in your big bath tub," he whispered in her ear and made sure to bump his cock against her leg. She jumped back and tried to slap him, but she missed and her nipples started throbbing. "Behave or I'll kick your ass!" she teased and wished the same thing that Johnny did. Annie would love to feel her son's big cock up her pussy and have him screwing her. He smiled and went into the small restroom to wash the sleep from his eyes. 'Fuck, I wish this shit would have never happened!' Johnny thought and knew that if it hadn't, they would have been lovers by now and still in the hotel room. 'Oh well, she always told me that, good things, come to those who wait and I've been waiting a long time!' he thought with a laugh and when he got her alone, her pussy was going to get worn out and screwed for days. A few hours later, Annie sat and listened to the doctor. "His entire right side was crushed by the train and there is massive damage to his right lung, liver and his arm will have to be amputated. He's already used all of our blood supply, but there's more on the way and it won't be a problem," he said and looked at her pretty face. Annie felt numb and her brain was spinning. "Is he um...going...to...live?" she asked as tears rolled down her face and her heart was pounding. "I'm not sure, ma'am, but we will do all we can and you can count on that," he said and stood up. "I have to look on him and a few others', but if you need anything or need me...just tell someone and they'll take care of it," he added and quickly walked from the room. Annie waited until he was gone and she jumped into Johnny's loving arms. "Oh god, I hope he makes it or I'm going to feel horrible!" she cried and hugged his neck. "He will, mom. He's too fucking mean to die and you know he's not going to leave his money!" Johnny said with a laugh and he felt mom laugh too. "You are so bad, but you're right! Him and his money!" she smiled and pulled from him. "Well, if by chance he doesn't...what will you do with ten millions dollars?" Annie asked with a smile and knew what she was doing with her ten million. She wanted to travel and have fun. "I guess I'll hang out with you and see the world. If you don't mind!" he added with a grin and mom just smiled. Annie heard him and her nipples grew hard. "I'd like that and..." she leaned close to his ear and went on. "We can pretend to be husband and his wife!" she purred in his ear and gave Johnny a kiss on his neck. "That would be fun and we can 'honeymoon' all over the world!" he replied and could imagine making love to mom in a bunch of erotic places. She heard him and forced a smile. "I want to see Venice, Italy first and make love in a gondola!" Annie purred and could see Johnny loving her in one of the boats. "After that, anywhere you want and we can take turns picking places to go," she added and her pussy started to tingle for her handsome son. "Oh nice, yeah...I'd be happy to help with that, mom!" Johnny replied and his cock jumped. "Do you think dad's 'goons' will ever leave and stop watching us?" he asked and saw one of the men walking out of an elevator and towards one of the waiting areas, trying to act like he wasn't watching them. Annie saw the man and she turned away from his gaze. "I hope so, but don't hold your breath or anything! You know how they are and they're paid very well to make sure he's safe," she said and pulled from him. "That sure ruined a wonderful moment!" she laughed and sat down. "I know, but they give me the creeps!" Johnny said and saw the man watching them. "I should get tell him to fuck off and to watch somebody else!" he laughed and heard mom do the same. "That would be funny, but when your dad wakes up, he may not think so and you know how he is." Annie replied and picked up a magazine. "Just sit down and forget them. We're not doing anything," she said and patted the spot next to her. "I know, but they make me sick and I can't stand to be watched." Johnny said, as he flopped next to her and picked up a magazine of his own. Annie just smiled and rubbed his arm. "I know and it bothers me too, but hopefully, the hospital will make them leave," she said and started looking through the magazine. The man opened his phone and dialed a number. "Yes, I have them in sight and they're still in the waiting room," he paused and listened. "I will, but I don't understand why we're watching them and the boss might not like this," he stopped and listened again, but still didn't get the point of this and wanted to go home. "I think you're walking on thin ice...how could they be making love to each other and they couldn't do it here," he stopped and shook his head. "Ha, ha...smart ass and yes...I know how two people fuck! Man, I'm glad you're the one that'll fry for this and not me!" he laughed into the phone and closed it. 'Fuck this, I'm going home and I'm screwing my woman! She hasn't been horny in months and I'm not missing out!' he thought and got up to leave, but before he did, he waved to Annie and got on the elevator. Annie saw the man and he waved at her. "Huh, that was odd," she said and turned to look at Johnny. "He just left and waved to me," she said and wondered what was going on. "Who knows maybe they figured they better back off and leave us alone or something?" Johnny said and smiled to mom. Annie just kept looking through her magazine and yawned. "Oh boy, no sleep is catching up to me and fast!" she yawned again and looked at her watch. "It's only two, do you think we should get a taxi and find a room for the night or just stay here?" she asked and thought of being alone with her son. "Do you think they'll follow us?" "As far as I know, he was the last one of them and he didn't seem to be very concerned." Annie replied, feeling her nipples growing and her pussy was tingling. "Let's go and if nothing else, we'll get two rooms and just sleep a few hours," she smiled, stood up and they made their way outside.