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A Hot Summer Night

By: Moistlips



Rebecca arrived home after work and quickly went to the air conditioner and flicked the switch to the 'on' position. The heat outside had risen to well over 100 degrees in the Arizona desert and her mobile home was hotter then hell. She felt a drop of sweat run down between her breasts and another quickly followed. Dropping her purse, then pieces of clothing as she went into the bathroom for a cool shower. The spray of cold water felt wonderful. Her nipples reacted to the stimulation of the sting of the water hitting them. Rebecca tilted her head back and let her day wash away. 

She worked in a Gambling Casino as a 'Drink' girl and had just spent eight hours on her feet, listening to people bitch and moan as they sat in the air conditioning and threw money away for hours. It wasn't all bad though, there was the nice, elderly gentleman that had tipped her a total of fifty dollars! Drinks were free on the floor, but he had given her a tip each time she brought him a drink, which was three times. She smiled, thinking of the twinkle in his eyes as he thanked her and gave her the tip, letting his eyes run down her body each time.

Rebecca looked good at thirty years old. She was a natural blonde and wore her hair long, way past her shoulders. Her body was tight, legs long and shaply in the little, short costume she wore at work. The outfit was low-cut, allowing a lot of cleavege to the enjoyment of the male customers. Rebecca's amble breasts swelled from the top of the blouse, while the skirt just covered her nice ass. Of course some women didn't appreciate her appearance, but hell, a girl had to earn a living.

And if her looks helped bring in a few extra dollars, so be it. Her face was just as nice as her body. She had an innocent look, like the 'girl next door' that most men wished were their neighbor. Full lips and beautiful, sky blue eyes. When she smiled, her whole face seemed to light up.

Stepping out of the shower, Rebecca twisted a towel around her hair and walked back into the livingroom. The air conditioner had done it's job well, the room was cool and inviting now. She got herself a cold soft drink and turned the television on before going to the couch to lay down and relax awhile before thinking about dinner.

Outside it was pitch black now. The trailor park, like most in Arizona, had no streetlights and many of the trailors were dark. The owners were 'weekenders' and wouldn't be around for a few more days. Up and down her street, there were only a handful of residents that lived there year 'round. She smiled, thinking of the teenage boy that lived with his parents three trailors down from her. He was probably about nineteen and got all tongue tied whenever she had spoken to him. Rebecca stooding looking out the window as she thought about the teenager. He was really a good-looking guy, well built and tan. His sandy, blonde hair was cut short and his facial features were very nice, without a doubt, he would be a very handsome man. She sipped on her drink, forgetting she was wearing nothing but a towel on her head as she stood there thinking.

Movement across the street caught her eye, she watched the person move behind some bushes directly across from her. She saw it was the teen she had been thinking about! "Oh my God, he's spying on me!" she said softly to herself. She pretended she hadn't seen anything and casually turned and walked over to a big overstuffed chair and sat down. Her heart was racing as she realized it excited her to know he was outside watching.

Rebecca bent forward and took the towel off her head, then shook her hair out, running her fingers through it to smooth some of the tangles out before tossing it back over her head again. Then she shifted in the chair, putting one leg up over the arm, leaving her pussy exposed. She had shaved, as she always did, and now she reached over to the table next to the chair and picked up a bottle of body lotion. Uncapping it, she poured a small amount of the lotion into the palm of her hand. Rebecca started to apply the creamy lotion to her breasts first. She used her fingertips to rub the lotion over her big tits, paying special attention to her nipples as she did. 

Using long, slow strokes, Rebecca applied more lotion to her stomach and then her legs. She sat the bottle back on the table and started rubbing the lotion over her exposed flesh in slow, even strokes. First across her firm belly then down further to her pelvic area. Her fingers brushed her pussy lips and sent a thrill coursing through her body. From the corner of her eye, she saw the boy moving closer to her trailor, trying to stay in the deeper shadows. 

Rebecca continued to rub the body lotion on with deliberate strokes that were very seductive. She felt her pussy getting damp as her hands moved back up to her heavy breasts. She cupped them, one in each hand, and squeezed them together while rubbing the nipples with her thumbs. Knowing she had an audience was really getting her turned on! She lifted a breast and her tongue darted to lick it's extended nipple, which made her pussy contract.

Rebecca suddenly stood up and went into her bedroom and returned with a vibrating dildo. She sat back in the chair, this time spreading her legs and placing one on each arm of the chair. Using her fingers, she massaged her pussy lips, then spread them so she could rub her clit. Her breathing had gotten faster as she grew more excited.

Her head rested on the back of the chair and her eyes were almost closed. She was actually looking through them carefully, trying to see the teenage watcher outside. Yep, there he was, just outside her fenced yard, crouching behind the bush. Only one light was on in the room and it was behind where she sat. This made it easy for her eyes to adjust to the darkness outside and she could see the boys face. His expression was one of stark lust and desire. Rebecca could see movement and knew he was jacking-off as he watched her.

Rebecca was really getting turned just knowing he was looking at her and thinking she wasn't aware. She picked up the dildo and put the end into her mouth, getting it wet with her siliva, the positioned it at her already juicy cunt. She moaned softly when she started sliding it into her snatch and fliped the little switch on the bottom on. The vibrations against her clit were delicious. She raised her ass up and started moving the dildo back and forth against her little nub. One hand carassed her tits while the other worked the dildo in and out of her tight pussy.

The sensations that flooded her were so erotic and intensified by being watched that it didn't take long for an orgasm to rocket through her body. She jerked her hips and started thrusting the dildo deep into her hot cunt. When the orgasm reached it's peak, she shuddered and trembled from it's force, her juices running out her pussy and down to the crack of her ass. The dildo was soaked with her cum. 

As her orgasm subsided, Rebecca continued to rub the dildo up and down her wet slit. The humming noise and her breathing were the only sounds in the room. She let the little toy linger at her clit, it's vibrations sending thrills through her. Without looking directly at him, she could still still the teen outside, watching and waiting to see what she would do next. She smiled to herself and put a finger in her pussy, then to her lips so she could lick her juice from it. She used one hand to rub some of her juices on her asshole, then inserted her finger in it. It felt so fucking good...she put the dildo back in her tight snatch and started to fuck herself with it again. She started moving the dildo, first to her pussy then to her asshole. After a while she pushed the tip of it into her asshole and held it there, letting the vibrations course through her again. She stopped, removed the dildo and stood up once more, walked back to her bedroom and returned with a second dildo. This one was larger then the first one. She got a pillow from the couch and put it under the small of her back, lifting her ass up and forward some. 

Rebecca used the vibrator on her clit again before inserting it in her ass once more. When it was deep inside her, she took the other dildo and started to push it into her soaked pussy. She groaned loudly as she started fucking both of her holes. The big dildo in her pussy rubbed against the smaller one in her ass through the thin skin seperating them. It felt wonderful. Her body jerked, trying to get more of the pretend cocks inside of it. She started thrusting the one in her pussy in and out fast, while she pushed down on the one in her asshole. Rebecca fucked herself steadily for a good fifteen minutes. Another orgasm was building and it was gonna be a major jolt!

She cried out when the orgasm shook her to the core. Her hips jerked and bucked against the dildos that impaled her pussy and asshole. Both legs drummed against the arms of the chair while her head thrashed back and forth. "Oh oh oh oh..ooooooooooh FUCK YEAH!" she screamed as her whole body reacted to waves of pleasure. She felt like the orgasm went on and on though it was only for a minute or two. 

When it was over she went limp in the chair, breathing hard, her eyes closed. She peeked under her eyelashes and saw her teenage peeper, still watching her and couldn't resist waving at him. He fell backwards onto his ass. This made her giggle despite her weariness at the moment. Then she watched as he jumped to his feet and ran down the street towards his house, trying to zip his pants up as he ran. This caused her a fit of laughter that lasted a good five minutes.

Finally getting herself under control, Rebecca went to take another shower to wash up again. She kept getting a mental picture of the boy's shocked face when she had waved, which started her giggles again. Her stomach was starting to feel tender from laughing so much. "I bet he won't be forgetting that action for awhile" she murmured to herself as she dried off and dressed in shorts and a tank top.

The whole scene played over and over in her mind the rest of the evening. It had really be a turn on and Rebecca knew she would be 'putting on a show' again soon, unless she had scared the boy away for good. Somehow, she didn't think so. He'd be back, and she'd be waiting...

A Hot Summer Night



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Lucy lay naked on her bed. The window next to it was open and the curtains pulled back. The full moon cast its bright light across the bed highlighting her. There wasn't a breath of air stirring through the window, just heat and humidity even at this late hour. Across the bed a small oscillating fan swept back and forth. The cool air would caress Lucy in one direction from head to toes and then back the other way. 

As the cool breeze moved to her feet, her toes curled. As it moved up her legs she shivered and tensed her thighs. The wind tickled as it crossed the outer lips of her sex and then fluttered the blonde hair on her mound. Her hips quivered and lifted as if she was trying to make firmer contact with the wind. As it traveled over her belly, her stomach muscles tightened and relaxed.

When the breeze caressed her breasts and nipples, she whimpered softly and curled her fingers, balling a small amount of the sheet into her hand. Holding onto the sheet was the only way of keeping her hands off her breasts and sex. The wind was so sensuous, so deliciously teasing; so sexual with its gentle fleeting touch. Lucy whimpered again.

The air flowing over her head and face caressed the sweat that clung to her forehead and at the edges of her hair. It was the most cooling of all the air blowing on her. She sighed softly as it passed above her head only to sigh again as it started back the other way. She had slept fitfully from time to time but now she was wide awake. The caress of the breeze held her attention but not her complete attention.

Lucy's eyes flicked over toward the window but her head didn't move. Her room was on the third floor of her building and faced the street. The moon had just cleared the taller building across the way. One part of her mind screamed at her to close the drapes but another part giggled and hoped someone across the street could see her naked body in all its glory.

She moaned softly as the air from the fan caressed her breasts and nipples. Her nipples were hard and aching. They begged to be touched. The fan moved on and reached her hips, mound, and sex. Her hips lifted and she whimpered softly. Was someone sitting in the dark looking at her? That question just added to the tension in her body as the fan swept on down her body.

Her arms quivered on the bed and her hands gripped the sheet tighter. Her body was hot and sweaty and her mind was just throwing fuel on a fire that would only go out one way. She groaned as she felt the air across her feet, her legs trembled, her hips were still tense and raised. The air hit her sex and she arched up even higher.

A glance at the window was all it took for her hands to fly to her breasts. The flicker of a match or a lighter was bright in a window above and to the right of hers. Someone was there, her mind screamed as her fingers found her hard nipples and pinched them. She gasped loudly at the stinging burn. Her fingers held their grip and pulled up on the rubbery nubs. 

The cool air blowing across her breasts was in sharp contrast to the burning ache in her nipples. Her hips trembled as they rose even higher. Jolts of pleasure coursed down her body to pool in her sex. There were even larger shocks as she gave her nipples a twist while the air blew on her face and head.

She groaned as the air passed off her head. The twisting of her nipples added a little pain to the burn. The air came back to her face and she relaxed the twist but still held the tension and firmness of the pinch on her nipples. As the breeze swept across her breasts she relaxed the pull slowly. The air was on her belly when she finally released her nipples.

A gasp came to her lips as the burning sting shot up in her nipples. Her hands hovered over her breasts for a few seconds and then retuned to the sheet. Her hips slowly settled to the bed but they were still shaking and quivering. The wind across her sex made her whimper. It was even cooler high up between her thighs as it went on. Was she wet? Was her slit open? 

Lucy swiveled her eyes to the window. There was a red glow at the window across the way. Was someone smoking a cigarette while they watched her? The kinky part of her mind giggled and the next thing she knew, her legs were slowly spreading. They moved an inch and then another. The timid part of her yelled, "No!" But her feet moved another inch and continued to move until the fanned breeze reached her sex again. 

With a loud groan, Lucy's hips gave a jerk at the cold feeling between her thighs. She was sopping wet even down between her ass cheeks. Her slit was open as she felt the cool air cross it. The hair on her mound tickled as it moved against her skin. She held her hips still or at least tried to keep them from arching up. It worked until the air passed on to her belly. Then her hips gave another jerk as her stomach muscles contracted sharply.

The burn had diminished in her nipples but they throbbed with her heartbeat. Her hands wanted to go back to them as the cool air caressed her breasts. "No!" her mind said sharply. There was another giggle in a back corner of her mind and her feet moved apart slowly. The fan passed above her head and she moaned as muscles in her inner thighs tightened and her feet stopped moving. 

As the fan came back to her face, her left hand shot up and across, her fingers pinching, pulling, and twisting her right nipple. She gasped at the pain/pleasure as her hips jerked. Her legs were far wider apart than she would have normally had them for her fingers to reach her hot wet opening. The thought of two fingers plunging into her sex made the hips lift and shiver.

The fan on her breasts made her fingers twist her nipple even harder. Her right hand hovered off the bed but didn't move. The cool air flowed across her belly and her hand darted down toward her hip. It hovered there and then moved slowly over her sex as the wind moved the hair on her mound. Her hips rose higher and tilted the opening to her sex up.

The cool air reached her slit and her hand dove down, two fingers plowing into her opening and hilting there. She gave out with a soft yell and fucked her pussy wildly. The fingers spread her opening and curled upward against her g-spot as she went in and curled tighter as they came almost all the way out. Her thumb was bushing across her clit teasingly. Her hips jerked against the sudden pleasure that filled her.

The fingers on her left hand rolled her nipple back and forth firmly as her fingers plunged in and out of her sopping wet sex. Her hips jerked to a rhythm of their own. Her eyes flew open and her head turned as she looked at the window across the road. The orgasm that washed through her was a monster and rolled on and on as her fingertips rubbed her g-spot and her vaginal walls were stretched and massaged.

Minutes later, her hand between her legs slowed and then stopped. The fingers on her left hand were slowly pinching and releasing her right nipple. Her eyes were tightly shut and her breathing ragged. It had been a long time since she had had an orgasm that sudden and intense. 

Lucy took a deep ragged breath and sighed deeply. Her eyes opened. She was again looking out the window toward the building across the way. There was another flare of light at the same window. She shivered hard and wondered if the person over there would try to meet her. She felt her sex tighten up around her fingers inside. It didn't matter; she would be gone the next day.

She closed her eyes, cupped her left hand over her right breast, and relaxed. Her sex would clamp down on her fingers from time to time. It felt good each time it did. She smiled for the first time in a long time. Tomorrow, she would be headed home. Back to the land where everything was air-conditioned, even hospitals and asylums. Back to the life she had known. Back to reality even, if things worked out right.

With another deep sigh, she drifted off to sleep. The hot and humid air wasn't as hot or as humid. The little fan swept her body and kept her cool. The fire in her mind and body had been banked for the moment. All was good in her little world.



A Hot Summer Night



Ashleigh rolled over in bed. The hot summer nights were getting to her now. She never seemed to be able to sleep for long. The sweat formed a sheen on her forehead. There didn't seem to be any sort of breeze at all. To top it all, the heat just seemed to make her extremely horny as well. 

She sighed and rolled over, fishing around under her bed for her faithful plastic friend. Abruptly she pulled it out and threw the sheet off of her sweating body. She flicked the vibrator on low, and lightly swept it across her already erect nipples. Gently she moved it down across her flat stomach. It slipped lower and slid across her throbbing clit. It made her gasp at the sudden pleasure.

Moving on she slid the vibrator down into her slit, finding her pussy with ease. Familiar and comfortable with her body, she knew the best way to please herself. The warm plastic slotted into her tight cunt as though made for it. Ashleigh moved the speed up a little, following a tried and tested routine. She started to move the vibrator in and out of herself, finding her clit on each outward stroke. 

So caught up in her own pleasure was she, that she didn't hear her brother Matthew come in from a night out with the guys. She didn't hear him go to the fridge for a drink, she didn't hear him emptying ice cubes into a tumbler, she never heard a sound as he turned the kitchen light off and closed the door behind him, and she certainly didn't hear him climb the stairs. She never heard him investigate the buzzing noises coming from his little sister's room, and she had no inkling that he'd pushed her door ajar and was watching her avidly.

Ashleigh continued in her pleasure. Beads of sweat littered her body, making her look like a roman statue in the moonlight. Matthew had never felt so aroused in all his years. He watched her hips buck against the vibrator, and reveled in her writhing body. Carefully he moved further into the room, gently shutting the door behind him.

He carefully walked to the bed and lowered himself onto the side of it. Ashleigh finally registered his presence, and her eyes widened, but she was too far gone in her ecstasy to stop for anyone, even her own brother. He smiled at her, his eyes moving across her beautiful body, and whispered to her low and huskily about her perfection, and how he'd like to pleasure her himself. His words were like honey to Ashleigh, and she imagined him as her lover. She closed her eyes again and listened to his sexy voice whispering to her, caressing her with words. 

Her climax would come soon, a fever was starting between her legs, and pins and needles shot down her thighs. Her toes curled and her hips bucked. One final time her back arched and she orgasmed like she never had before.

As she came down from the sexually elicited high, she looked at Matthew shyly. Embarrassed, yet aroused at his being there. He smiled at her and simply said 'That was beautiful Ashleigh.'

With that he set his glass on her dressing table and leant over her naked body. Carefully, with the skill of a practised lover, he started to kiss her. He ate her mouth hungrily, tasting the sweat from around her face, gently he moved down her body, kissing every inch of her bare flesh. When he reached her breasts he circled each with his lips, moving inwards in ever decreasing circles until he reached her hard nipples. He nibbled and caressed them with his mouth and teeth until she groaned at the pleasure.

Matthew reached out to his glass of juice, hooking an ice cube out and carefully deposited it on the flat of her belly. The sudden coldness made her gasp and utter a low giggle. He chased the ice cube across her body with his mouth until it finally melted, then he found another and placed it in his mouth, gave her a grin and disappeared between her thighs. 

Ashleigh lifted her head and tried to see what he was doing, but to no avail. A sharp sensation shot through her and she realised he was using his mouth to press the ice against her clit. What an exquisite sensation! Around and around her clithead the ice cube traveled. Then as suddenly as he'd put it there he sucked it back into his mouth and moved onto her cunt. With his long tongue he pushed the shrunken ice far into her tunnel. He licked each drop from around her hole as the ice melted, when it finally disappeared he warmed her pussy with his hot tongue, lapping and probing with an intensity she'd never experienced before.

He stood and undressed, to Ashleigh he looked like a God, his body silhouetted in the faint light from the window. His penis stood erect and proud. Every inch a man. He moved between Ashleigh's legs and looked at her questioningly. Knowing what he was asking, Ashleigh wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him to her. She could feel his cock nudging at her pussy, but still he held back. She opened her mouth and gently kissed him on his mouth, he responded in kind, kissing her back. Carefully he pressed into her. Ashleigh sighed as he finally entered her warm, waiting cunt. At last she felt sated, her pussy was full and it was heaven.

Matthew moved further into her and started to thrust with more pressure. His cock touching the warm walls of her tightness, the friction was amazing. She wrapped her legs around his back, urging him on, so he moved faster, building the rhythm, his pelvis rubbing against her clit. Ashleigh felt her second orgasm of the night begin, she could see Matthew sweating and urged him on 'Cum for me Matthew, put your seed in me'. He needed no more encouragement and his loins erupted, pumping his sister full of his cum. Feeling her own climax contracting around his dick, squeezing the last few drops of cum from him. He flopped onto Ashleigh, completely satisfied. 

Reality came back to him and he almost gagged, oh fuck, he'd just shagged his sister, he was condemned to an eternity in hell. How would he face her the next morning? Would she tell their parents? Would he be labelled as a pervert?

He started to get up from the bed, and looked at Ashleigh, despair written across his face. She felt sorry for him, how could he blame himself? It had been beautiful! The best experience of her life.

'Matthew' she said, 'You're not going are you? I thought you'd need... cleaning?' She flicked her tongue across her lips suggestively and grinned.

He looked at her. How could something so perfect be a sin? Matthew smiled back and knelt back on the bed, placing his cock close to her mouth. They'd worry about an eternity in hell later on...

Thanks all xxx Hope you enjoyed this one. Positive feedback much appreciated, so too is constructive criticism. But negative comments are unnecessary, if you don't like it... don't look at it {ggg}



A Hot Summer Night



The temperature gauge in the room was stuck at 103 degrees and had been so for the past three days. The humidity was so high, globules of persperation formed on the windows as the soft whir of an air-conditioner purred throughout their living room. It was the only room that they could afford to cool, and therefore, they'd spent the past three nights sleeping, eating, living, and breathing in this room and this room alone.

She rolled her eyes as he flipped the channels for the umpteenth time in the past few minutes.

"What?" he grinned.

"You're starting to get on my nerves," she groaned. "Please just pick something and stop flipping."

"Damn, you're cranky," he smirked, settling the television to the local news.

"It's this heat," she sighed. "I'm dying!"

"It's not that bad in here right now," he shrugged. "We've got the AC cranked."

"Chris, what if that things breaks down? What will we do? We'll melt into puddles overnight."

He laughed at this, and ran a hand up her exposed leg. "We worry about that if it comes to it."

She winced. "I don't want it to come to that!"

"Me either, but shit happens," he sighed. "Now quit your bitching."

She giggled and smacked him playfully.

"Oh no, alert the press," he grinned. "Julie's horny!"

Clothes were quickly shed and the pair, spent, fell asleep in one another's arms on the leather sofa. The night moved on, the heat inside their small apartment escalating to just below unbearable. 

Julie awoke with a start.

"Chris?" she whispered.

"Mmm?"

"Wake up!" she slapped him.

"What?"

"The air-conditioning went off. It's hot as Hades in here."

Chris grimaced and climbed off the sofa, padding towards the silent unit in their window.

"You're naked!" Julie giggled.

"And?" he smirked.

"You're going to play Mr. Repairman in the buff?"

"Why not?"

"I see," Julie grinned. "I'll watch."

Chris beamed a devious smile at her and began fiddling with the dials and buttons on their air-conditioner. He smacked the unit and winced, returning to his careful inspection of the various dials across the machine.

"It's broken," he sighed.

"Really?" Julie snorted. "I would never have guessed!"

"It's about eight hundred degrees in here right now, Julie, and I don't appreciate your sarcasm," he sneered, smacking the AC unit once more.

Nothing happened.

"You're going to knock it out of the window, Chris!" Julie giggled. "Stop hitting it."

"I'm mad."

"I know, but stop being violent."

"It's hot in here."

"Yes, it is, and I'd say you should take off all your clothes but...." her voice trailed off seductively.

Chris turned to face her and shook his hips, displaying vividly his nudity.

"What on earth are you doing?" Julie erupted into giggles.

"I'm dancing nekkid for you, baby," he grinned. "Shake it, shake it, shake it."

"That's just wrong," Julie giggled. "Stop!"

"Why should I?" he grinned, moving closer to her and shaking his flaccid penis in her face.

"Stop!" Julie giggled.

"I can't help it, you make me wanna groove, baby!"

"CHRISTOPHER!" she giggled.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"Stop it! That looks....That's just wrong."

Chris laughed and climbed onto the sofa beside Julie. "This thing is nasty, Julie," he laughed. "It's sticking to my naked white ass."

Julie laughed and shrugged. "We can....roll around on the carpet for a little while?"

Chris furrowed his brows giddily. "Do I make you horny?" he asked in a mock Austin Powers accent.

Julie nodded and crawled down onto the floor.

Chris dove after her, tactling her to the carpet. "It's too hot for this," he sighed, kissing her neck and nibbling on her earlobe. "But I was never able to resist you!"

Julie smirked cruelly.

"Do you think we can do this without combusting?" 

"I'm not sure," Julie moaned as he took her nipple between two fingers. "But let's try it and see."

She tried to focus her attentions away from the overwhelming heat and to the movements his tongue was making over her pert pink nipples. He circled one with his moist tongue, teasing her to full alertness, then replacing his tongue with his fingers as he switched to lavish the other with his oral attentions.

"Mmm," she moaned softly. "Christopher."

Arching her back off the carpet, her body came into contact with his slowly and she realized that he was already quite hard. She nuzzled her thigh closer, feeling the pulsating warmth of his erection against her.

"Chris?" she cooed.

"Mmm?"

"Fuck me!"

He raised off her chest and grinned down into her gleaming eyes. "Not yet!"

"Chris, come on," she pleaded, fidgeting beneath him. 

"Shh," he whispered, chewing once again on her neck.

She felt his hands travel down to her hips, steadying her against the floor as he slowly sunk into her velvety depths.

"Mmm," she cooed at the friction and she gasped as he removed himself almost immediately.

He grinned. "You like that?"

"You're a tease," she hissed.

"I know," he smirked and crawled between her legs.

She felt her body temperature rise above seering as his tongue slowly worked over her moist female lips, her finger driving into her gently and massaging her insides. He worked her body close to its breaking point, then suddenly pulled away and hovered over her yet again.

"Ready?" he smirked.

"Oh god YES!" she hissed.

He slammed inside her and they both lunged forward. 

"Ouch!" she giggled. "Rug burn!"

"Sorry," he grinned. "I was overly excited there."

"It's okay," she laughed. "Now fuck me!"

He nodded and obliged her for the first time since they'd crawled onto the floor. Pistoning his hips forward, he lunged into her and elicited loud grunts of bestial excitement. She purred underneath him, clutching tightly to his arms as they held his body off hers. She raised her legs over his hips, drawing him into her further and forcing a loud groan from between his gritted teeth.

Sweat was falling from his beaded forehead down onto her lips, and she reached her tongue tentatively outward to lap at his fluid release. She smiled at his taste, so very salty sweet.

"Even your sweat tastes good," she teased.

He nodded, driving his hips forward, causing her body to lurch forward yet again. She recovered from the burning against her backside and felt his body shudder in a telltale sign of impending release.

"Chris?"

"Mmm?"

"Cum inside me," she grinned.

He nodded, let out a grunt, and shot her full of his seed. He fell atop her and sighed.

"That was delicious," she grinned.

"It was," he agreed.

"But you can get off me now because fuck, it's hot in here!"

Chris leaned off his girlfriend and stared down into her eyes. The erupted into laughter.

"What are we going to do?" he groaned, rolling to the floor. "We're fucked."

"Literally!" Julie giggled.



A Hot Summer Night



"Hi," he whispered in her ear as he hugged her from behind. She smiled and leaned into him, slowly grinding her butt against his pelvis. 

"Hi," she whispered back, arching her neck so he could nuzzle it. 

"Mmmm, I missed you," he groaned, his hands cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently. She let her head drop back on his shoulder and enjoyed the desire building up slowly inside her. They had made love the entire night and most of the afternoon and yet she could feel his cock slowly hardening against her ass. She closed her eyes and imagined him standing behind her. Just a little taller than her 5'6" frame and lean. His cocoa brown skin flushed with desire. His hair curling around his neck. His gorgeous chocolate brown eyes closed, his full sensual lips curled in an inviting smile. 

"We're sick."

"Oh, indubitably," he licked her neck then suddenly turned her around to kiss her. 

"But then," she whispered, her knees buckling under her as his tongue leisurely licked her lips, from end to end, "we already knew that."

"Knew what?" he asked softly.

"That," she whispered as his hands roaming familiarly over her body, pausing at the indentation at her waist to explore the curve slowly. She had a typical Indian body. Wide hipped and full breasted with a small waist. He cupped her 36 C cup breasts in his hands and squeezed gently.

"And this?" he smiled teasingly and she closed her eyes as she turned her face up to him for a kiss, her lips parted slightly. He stared down at her. She looked exquisite to him. Smooth brown skin, glistening in the candlelight. Her lips, thin and parted slightly, waiting for his kiss. She opened her eyes slowly and he gazed into those clear brown orbs of desire and then slowly, bent his head. His lips touched hers and she sighed softly. He let his lips explore hers, his tongue sliding between them to plunge deep into her mouth. She made a sound low in her throat, her fingers tightening on his shoulders as they always did when he deepened his kiss. 

"No-one kisses like you," she panted lightly, the sound driving him wild. 

"I love your lips," he licked them again, tasting her. She tasted of wine and he deepened the kiss to taste her more intimately. She arched her back so that her breasts were pressed into his chest. Her hands roved all over his back, lightly raking it with her nails and he pushed her back till the backs of her knees touched the bed. She collapsed bonelessly onto the bed, with him on top of her, his thigh between her legs.

"Oh Ari," she moaned, as his mouth explored her neck, the hollow at the base of her neck, where he could always smell her perfume against the intense warmth of her skin. 

"God, I love your neck," he whispered and she writhed under him, her breasts rubbing against his chest, her thighs slowly, sinuously rubbing against his erection.

"You're beginning to sweat," she said, as she stared at his face while he licked the soft skin of her inner arms. His hair curled around his neck, damp with sweat. His eyes were closed, the lashes dark smudges against his skin, as his tongue traced a slow, erotic path from the top of her arm to just above her elbow. He looked at her then and she felt the jolt again. The one she always felt when they were like this, in bed together. Like a tongue was slowly, hotly lapping at her insides turning them to mush. And all because he looked at her like she was the only woman in the world he had ever wanted. She looked back at him, enjoying his gorgeous cocoa brown skin. Smooth and soft. She reached out to touch his face, slowly letting her hand drop down to his neck, then lower still to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time. 

"Wear a shirt the next time," the words came out at her from nowhere and she smiled, remembering that she used to say that to him when they were much younger and he used to wear t-shirts. Lying in bed at night fantasizing about removing his shirt slowly, she had told him on the phone to wear a shirt the next time. 

"What?" he asked with an answering smile.

"Oh, nothing, I just have these images of you in my head, you know. "

"Ahhhh," he said and then pulled her to him tight. 

"Yes," she smiled. 

"I really don't want to know," he said sexily and she smiled then flipped him back so she was on top of him. Arching an eyebrow, she sat up and slowly removed her t-shirt. Her breasts swelled above her white, lacy bra. He lazily cupped one breast and stroked the nipple through the lace. She lifted her arms above her head so that her breasts rose and her cleavage deepened. He arched an eyebrow and she arched one right back at him, then slowly moved her lower body, right above his cock. He sucked in a breath and thrust up to meet her. 

"Mmmmm, this feels good, doesn't it?" she said thoughtfully then moved to get off his body. "Good night, then"

"Don't you dare," he groaned, cupping her butt and settling her on top of his erection. She smiled at him alluringly and slowly, reached behind to unhook her bra. 

"Yes, the show begins," he remarked and settled back, arms behind his head. She laughed as she tossed the bra on the floor and bent over him, her breasts, full and inviting, her nipples taut and pouting, begging to be kissed. He stroked his thumb over her nipple and she moaned. 

"Yes."

"Yes," he agreed as he bent his head to her nipple to pull it into her mouth and suck it gently. Today was going to be slow, sexy. She ran her fingers through her hair, her head thrown back, her pelvis slowly grinding against his erection as he sucked her nipples. 

"Arya," she sighed and he smiled against her breast.

"What do you want me to do? Tell me what you want," he whispered in her ear before slowly tracing its shape with his tongue. 

"I want you to lick my nipples," she whispered in his ear, her breath hot and heavy against it. He obediently bent to her nipples and licked; just the tight buds of her nipples. Licked them slowly, back and forth with just a little pressure, which he knew drove her mad. 

"Now pinch my nipples between your thumb and forefinger," she gasped and he ran his fingers up her rib cage before settling on her nipples, moist from his kisses. She was beginning to sweat too. Her perfume mingled with her sweat and his smell, and he breathed in deeply, the scent irresistible to him.

"I love the way you smell when we fuck," he said casually, just as he exerted a little more pressure on her nipples than normal. She bucked on top of him, her pussy, sensitive now to all contact rubbing against his hard cock. He reached down and cupped her butt and said hotly in her ear "Calm down, we have all night. All night."

"All night," she repeated and then went on "to touch, and feel and suck and lick and of course …" she reached down to his pants to cup his erection "fuck."

"Mira," he moaned, her hot words hitting him intensely. He loved her sluttish ways in bed. 

"You aren't done yet," she said with soft aggression as she ran her fingers roughly through his hair tugging on it gently. "Kiss me... kiss me the way you want to fuck me. Hard and deep." He stared at her, stared deep into her eyes and roughly pulled her closer still to him, till her breasts rubbed against his half bared chest. His kiss was rough, passionate. His tongue plunged and withdrew, then plunged again, deeper the next time, sliding over hers. She made a muffled sound deep in her throat but he ignored it, as he kissed her exactly like he wanted to fuck her tonight. Hard, his tongue mating with hers. She opened her mouth to him, sucking gently on his tongue then moving her attention to his lower lip. She couldn't get enough of him. They'd been making love like this for years now, but the passion had still not waned, seemingly on either side. 

She withdrew slowly and panted, "Touch me. I want to feel your fingers sliding over my pussy." 

"Take your pajamas off," he whispered against her lips and she slithered out of them. 

"Now your panties," he ordered and she hooked her thumbs in the sides, slowly, really slowly, peeling them off her body, exposing her smooth, shaved pussy to him. 

"You are so beautiful," he said, his eyes hot and intent on her body and she smiled at him.

"I'm naked. You're not. There appears to be some inequality here," she said as she hooked her arms around him. 

"I like having you naked while I'm clothed. It's sexy to have a hot chick naked on my lap."

"Makes you feel like an Arab sheikh?"

"If that turns you on," he said knowingly and she giggled then.

"It does, but not … " she stopped then picked his hand up from her thigh where it was resting and slowly licked his fingers. " as much as having these fingers inside me."

"Like this?" he asked, biting her ear lobe as he gently rubbed her pussy. Lightly touched it, his fingers sliding over it with butterfly strokes, occasionally thrusting inside to feel her wetness wrap itself around them. "You're so wet," he said and she shuddered "You're so hot."

"I want to taste you," he said, his fingers deep in her pussy, his eyes locked with hers. She slid off his lap and lay down on the bed, spreading her legs wide. He settled between them, the contrast between his clothed body and her naked one hotter than ever, and gently touched his tongue to her cunt. She moaned and arched closer to his mouth. He blew on her clit and watched her struggle with the pleasure. 

"That feels good," she whispered and he blew on her clit again, before slowly lapping at it.

"And that?" he asked and she jerked her body up.

"That feels…. good too," she said faintly then moaned as his tongue pointed and slowly entered her pussy. "Oh my god!" she panted and bucked up.

"Like that?" he whispered and his hot breath against her pussy drove her mad. 

"Yessss," she hissed and slowly rotated her pelvis against his face. He flipped her over and settled her over his face. 

"Mmmm," he moaned as he licked her. He inhaled the musky smell of her, feeling her moist warmth on his face. 

She gave in to the sensations ripping through her body. The softly insistent tongue licking her. The hot breath caressing her pussy. She rocked back and forth feeling his tongue all over her hot spot. 

"I'm close," she whispered brokenly as another wave of pleasure hit her. She closed her eyes and imagined his face between her legs, drenched with her juices. He would smell of her, taste of her when he kissed her, his tongue deep in her mouth. The aura of sex was all around them and she breathed it in knowing that tomorrow when she was just another woman shopping for groceries, this moment of passion would make her clutch the handle of the cart convulsively, the memory of this smell would push her over the edge.

He sucked her clit with his lips, knowing it always pushed her over the edge. Gently, insistently, boldly. She arched her back and looked down at him, her hair falling over her face. His eyes met hers briefly and she felt her orgasm surge through her. She ran her fingers through her hair and over her breasts, touching herself as she came hard. He continued licking and she moaned to him to stop, climbing off him to lie on her side, panting. He looked at her then, with a casual air, entered her pussy with his fingers and wickedly smiling brought them to his lips and licked them. One by one. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants freeing his big, beautiful, thick cock, turgid with passion. He put his hand behind her head and gently pushed her mouth down. She settled between his legs and licked his inner thighs, her nails lightly raking over them. Her tongue pointed then licked his balls, gently, torturing him by not sucking them. 

"Please," he said softly and she smiled then took pity on him. She licked his balls with her tongue, pulling them into her mouth, sucking them gently till his thighs convulsed around her. She then diverted her attention to his cock. God, she loved that cock. Long and thick, jutting out from the mat of hair around his pelvis. Slowly, she pulled him into her mouth, then released him, then pulled him back in. Deeper inside. Her mouth pumped around his cock, gently sucking the head before releasing it. Her hand went around it, stroking it as her mouth sucked it in. The sensations were too much for him to bear. Tonight he wanted to fuck her but the way she was sucking him was so good he was tempted to give in and let her suck him off completely. He wanted to cum in her mouth, wanted to see his juice all over her lips. He looked down at her face; it always aroused him so much. She was sucking him deep inside and moaning as she took him in. The sight itself was enough to make him cum. He kicked his pants off then helped her remove his shirt.

"I want you on top of me. I want to see you cum today," he said roughly pulling her up so that her face was on level with his. 

She smiled then straddled him. Stroking his cock gently, she guided him into her pussy. As he slid deep inside her she sighed. "Oh yes," he whispered and closed his eyes, just enjoying the feeling of being inside her. 

Her back arched, her face dropped down into the hollow of his neck and she licked the base of his neck hotly. His hands cupped her ass cheeks and he ground himself up against her. They were moving together, she was soft and wet, he was hard and smooth. 

"Mira," he sighed and she looked up from his neck. Looked deep into his eyes. And smiled. He groaned softly then captured her lips with his own. His tongue entered her mouth then withdrew just as his cock entered her hot cunt and withdrew. She closed her eyes and let her mind be taken over by the passion. At times like these, she forgot where she was, forgot everything except the fact hat she was with him, he was inside her and she was experiencing sexual fulfillment unlike any she had ever known. She made a soft sound as he broke the kiss and let her face fall back into the hollow of his neck. His hands roved over her spine as she rode him. She looked up, then lifted her arms over her head. He massaged her breasts, pinching her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, then letting his hands go lower and lower to her hot pussy, fingering her as she moved closer and closer to her orgasm. 

"You're sweating," he whispered touching the indentation of her navel, watching her collarbones glisten in the dim light of the candles in the room. 

"So are you," she whispered then reached forward to lick the drop of sweat lazily meandering down the side of his face. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her hot wetness around his cock. 

"I love fucking you," he sighed as he slowly increased the pressure of his upward thrusts and she met him halfway, grinding against him, her moans muffled against his neck as her orgasm came closer and closer. "The way your pussy wraps itself around my cock. You are so hot and so wet." She nipped his neck lightly then reached down to lightly cup his balls. He slid his hand up her thigh and cupped her butt hard. 

"Too bad you can't see my legs while you fuck me," she said conversationally then gasped as he thrust upward punishingly hard. "Yes, like that. Harder, fuck me harder."

"Like this?" he asked thrusting harder upwards pulling her down on top of him. She rotated her hips so that he could feel the walls of her pussy clasp him. "Yes, exactly like that. Fuck me. Ram your cock all the way in," she said squeezing her nipples.

"I'm going to cum," he whispered and she nodded her head to indicate she was close too. She felt the wave closer and closer. 

"Yes, fuck me, all the way," she sobbed as he thrust up hard shooting his full load deep inside in her. She moaned as she felt herself cum, shuddering with passion, her breasts bouncing as she rode him harder, her eyes closed as she concentrated on the hard cock between her legs. 

"I'm cumming," she moaned as his fingers went between them to finger her wet, sensitive pussy as she came. She collapsed on top of him, her sweat-drenched body sticking to his. He kissed her hard and smiled. The next time would be her standing, against a wall. 



A Hot Summer Night



A short romantic story and yes the young people are assumed to be over 18!

*

The last night of summer on the beach, it was hot and luscious, fires dotted the beachfront with small gatherings of people having a good time, some making out here and there, mostly young people. 

A lone figure walked, following the surf, delighted by the activity. She wore a mere wisp of a skirt and a light see- through cotton wrap with nothing underneath. It hung with style just covering her breasts. Her bare legs and arms shone with a deep gold tan, a gorgeous color enhanced by the fires light. A mane of wheat colored hair fell loose about her shoulders and reached the middle of her delicate back. Her eyes a softer blue then even the sky on mid summers day, if anyone had noticed they would say her eyes were not unlike a fairies. She walked with confidence and a sassy little sway to her step.

Just short ways down the beach away from the small parties of young people was a man, her man. He had his own small fire and blanket to rest on. She could see him ahead waiting her arrival. A bare hint of a smile lit her face, and a shy downward look, caused by him watching her approach, brought a glow to her skin. To her, he was everything, his animal scent mingled with sea water and sand on a hot sultry night, his chest strong and wide, shoulder's that invited her head to rest on and arms muscular and warm. Hands, dexterous, hot; knew how to make her feel good.

As she got closer, she could see his charming smile, the one he saved only for her. Firelight danced across his face, his eyes filled with adoration for the mature woman walking his way.

"That's it baby, come here, right here," he said holding out his hand. He embraced her with a lover's hug tight and strong. She sank into him feeling his substance intoxicated by his essence. 

"You look so good babe," he said and inhaled the salty air infused with her heady natural perfume." You ready for this, it's our last night here." He whispered in her ear, his mouth laid kisses down her neck, eliciting a small shudder of thrill.

She didn't speak just yet, instead to answer him, let her fingers explore his bare chest, and down his to his mid-section. She tilted back her head, waiting for the fiery kisses she knew would follow.

His mouth found hers and they kissed long and slow, tongues entwined tasting the passion riding just below the surface. It was easy with him, easy to just melt into his arms, so easy to let him take her, their bodies pressed tight. A hot hand ran under the wispy skirt following the curves of her ass. Another little shudder shook her body; she was hot for him as he was for her.

He pulled them both down to sit by the fire and watch the waves slap against the shore, waves that would soon be hers, waves of wanting, of aching pleasures. "Sit here babe," he patted the area between his legs. She sat her back to him resting on his chest, they both could watch the water lapping at the sand. A slight breeze from the sea lifted her skirt baring her to him. The burning fire warmed the already steamy air. 

"You ready Carrie, I'm gonna make ya cum babe, right here in the night," His voice soothed and thrilled at the same time, she knew what to expect. 

"Michael, you sure we should do it here, right out in the open?" She was having second thoughts someone could certainly come by. 

This would be their last night there on the beach, they would go home the next day and even if someone saw the couple they would never see them again. 

Michael answered her question with a sweep of his hand under her skirt lightly touching her sex and running up under the wrap caressing her breasts. She relaxed and turned to face him on her knees, he wore just white lose cotton pants fastened by a cloth tie. She undid it, and pushed him back to lie on the blanket. Her intentions were clear he would have to get naked first. 

Carrie tugged at the cotton pants inch by inch pulled them down releasing his hard cock. Down his muscled thighs, till all was revealed. 

She gave him an impish smile proud of her achievement he lay there gazing at her, hungry for her touch. She looked so hot, so sexy the firelight playing over her skin, illuminating her features in a most pleasing way. 

Another impish smile crossed her face, as she slid around facing away, showing off her ass just visible under the skirt. Swung over top of him, her trimmed pussy and sassy ass close to his mouth. Any worries of someone watching were long forgotten as they indulged in hot-blooded passions.

She sucked at his cock, and he lapped at her clit, breeze from the sea, cooled her wet pussy sending shivers down her spine. They pleasured each other for some time. She turned to face him, they kissed again, and he flipped their positions, His gaze enveloped the sweet woman under him, his hand brushed aside the light cotton wrap revealing her fragrant skin and honey colored breasts. Bliss was for her as he sucked the tantalizing mounds.

A small crowd had gathered at a respectful distance awed by the mature couple, their unhurried lovemaking, and their practiced strokes unlike the young couples who were frenzied in their movements. The firelight caught their concert of reverence for each other. 

His tongue moved down her body, sucking and teasing the flesh. Michael entered her slow and easy, like a man savoring every moment of an extraordinary event. Caroline's pussy warm and wet met his cock hard and throbbing. They swayed together while the firelight danced over there skin and a breeze from the sea, cooled there heated bodies.

The small crowd moved back and away then leaving the couple to Finnish what they started. Caroline's cries of ecstasy could be heard over the surf crashing against the shore. Every young person there wished they had the experience of the older couple and all learned something about love that night.

Michael and Caroline walked hand in hand back down the beach and headed to the privacy of their little cottage.



A Hot Summer Night



The ceiling fan hums. It's 2am mid-week. Monsoon season on the Coast means that yet again the humidity makes it too uncomfortable to sleep but at the same time zaps every drop of moisture from your body. My body feels plastered to the bed as the storm beats down outside the sliding door. 

Longing for a beer, or at least a glass of water, I pour my body off the bed and quietly down the hallway to the stairs.

Sharing a house with my best mate's younger sister seemed so simple at first. We both needed to live closer to the city for work and uni, but somewhere between the lack of a housemaid, constant couch surfers and take away meals, the initial gloss had worn off.

Half way down the stairs a soft glow streams across the wall, "Damn it, why is she still up?" I wonder to myself "Can I get into the kitchen and back without her noticing, or at least without activating world war three?"

Crouching down I scout out the area, TV on check but volume down, crap no way to get passed, even if I grabbed some water from the bathroom tap upstairs she would know that I was up. And I'm not in the mood for conversation.

My eye is drawn back to the TV, though the volume is down the screen tells a story of its own as I watch the beauty of one woman between the legs of any other. "One day, one day," I mutter to myself under my breath, "Or perhaps today."

The glow from the TV created a silhouette across the room and her naked body. Her perfect breasts setting off her lean and fit body. Her hair cascading down over her shoulders and her left hand placed directly between her legs. 

Mesmerised, I sank into the stairs frozen at the sight. Unable to look away, surely it is one of my flatmate's friends who drank a little too much (again) and wasn't able to drive home (again). But her delicate outline, her curves, her soft yet muscular calves... she was too familiar, too similar to the creature that I lived with everyday.

Yet I can't look away... fuck, my best mate is going to kill me for perving on his baby sister or her friends.

Watching her breathe flow from her lungs and perhaps knowing she has an audience she lies on her back, still able to see the TV screen, her legs open in full view from my position on the stairs. With the anticipation of the show I am now witnessing my cock is hard against my stomach, without control I slowly stroke the head and shaft feeling my tension building.

Before me, highlighted by the sheen from the TV was the smoothest pussy I had seen in my life. My strokes fell in line with the circles that she was making of clit, her second hand pulling her lips apart allowing me to see deep inside her pussy. Two of her fingers entered deep, a gasp left her lips despite her knowing the inevitable. Needing no further encouragement, she rode her fingers and to my amazement and her delight, with a slight twist to her torso I watched as her hand was swallowed by her swollen pussy. 

Begging my body not to give me away, I pulled on my balls to stop the impending eruption as her body arched with juice flowing from her wet centre with such force that I knew the rug would need to be steam cleaned and floor boards mopped. 

"Hey, I thought I was supposed to drink your juice tonight?" the familiar voice of my best mate's sister entered the space.

"There is plenty left for you," replied the naked silhouette on the floor, "why don't you cum over here and eat some. I've been waiting to play with you all night."

Hit by the light from the TV, my flatmate's silhouette came into view as she sat down on her girlfriend's face, "Now what am I going to do to you, you naughty child, who stole my thunder. I think there is only one place left for me to go." Without a word, I saw the legs open wide in front of her. "Good girl, although I've decided you need to perch yourself over the arm chair of the lounge." Slight murmurs came from below flatmate's body, her large breasts bouncing slightly as she ground her pussy into the face below. "Do as I say and I will reward you." 

Standing up and into the direct line of light from the TV, I watch as my flatmate spread her legs and slide a vibrating egg inside her shaft before handing the remote to the arse, pussy and legs stretched across the lounge directly in my line of sight. "Now you will be a good girl and show me what you like." My flatmate explained, placing her body directly over the lounging figure, one leg each side of body, in a split second I felt her gaze upon me and my throbbing cock, feeling her direct gaze I shrank back into the shadows.

Spanking the arse before her my best mate's sister demanded again, "I said, show me what you like." A buzz ripped through the room that immediately took her breath away, "Good girl, now let me fuck you the way I know you like it."

Without further words, I gazed (and rubbed) on as I watched my flatmate's hand enter the swollen, juicy, bald pussy that sat in my line of sight, her left hand clutching a tiny silver vibrator that she firmly placed under friend's clit hood and with her now moist fingers on her right, I begged belief as she slowly began to enter the perfect arse rotating her fingers deep into front of me. The hum that filled our space increased as their scent, circulated by the fan was blown into my direction.

Not being able to hold back any longer, I struggled to keep silent as I watched hot stream after hot stream of cum unload from my cock onto my sweat laden torso.

As if silently incentivised I watched as another stream of juice exploded across the room, matched to a screaming orgasm from my best mates sister before she dug her face into the streaming pussy juices. Looking up directly at me, she asks...

"Did you like the show?" her face glistening with the juices from her girlfriends slit. "I think it's time we licked you clean..."



A Hot Summer Night



Let me introduce myself, my name is Mick D'Andrea, black haired, brown eyed normal American male of Italian descent who is obsessed with sex and voyeurism. The following is an account of one night of my life involving both.

It was one of those beautiful summer nights, hot but not humid with a nice gentle breeze blowing, perfect for sitting on the back porch enjoying my favorite pastime -- using my binoculars and telescope to spy on any unsuspecting neighbors who left their blinds open. 

I zeroed in on the Johnson's bathroom window where Missy, the eldest of Reverend Johnson's five daughters was undressing as she prepared for her bath. As I watched her, I was momentarily disrupted from my viewing pleasure by a car pulling into the driveway on the other side of the duplex I live in. I almost came in my pants when I went back to watching Mindy. She was lying on the floor with her knees up and her legs spread wide finger fucking herself. As I reached down to grab the camcorder, I noticed that the car in the driveway was still running and the lights were on. 

After connecting the camcorder to the telescope, I slowly walked around the back of the house to check out what was going on. 

As I got closer to the car, I could see Sarah and Sally, the twin 18 year old red head daughters of our next door neighbor, the O'Malley's, slumped over in the front seat. Not wanting to startle them, I reached in through the driver's side window and gently shook Sarah while softly saying "Sarah, Sarah are you okay?"

"H-lo Mick, I shink shumbody spiked the punch at the gradsuation party." slurred Sarah.

"Good thing your parents aren't coming home until tomorrow or you two would be grounded for a year." 

"More like for life" Sally giggled.

"Let's get you inside and then I'll come back and get Sally." I said as I turned off the car and lights, "I'll open the door and then I'll help you up the steps." 

After unlocking the door and turning on the lights, I went back and helped Sarah out of the car. With her arm around my waist and mine around hers, we made our way into the house and started down the hall toward the stairs. After a few stumbles along the way, I realized that my hand was no longer around Sarah's waist but had slipped under her tube top and my hand was holding one of her firm, perky tits. When I looked down at her I expected to see fire in her eyes and was anticipating a swift punch to the balls but instead saw a blank glassy-eyed look. She is totally wasted I thought to myself. 

As we stumbled our way up the steps, I continued massaging her tit and rolling her ever hardening nipple between my thumb and finger. Every once in a while I heard a slight sigh escape her lips.

When we reached the top of the steps, Sarah pointed towards the bathroom while mumbling "Sick". Not wanting to clean-up any mess, I quickly got her into the bathroom and deposited her in front of the toilet. I no sooner started back down the steps to get Sally when I heard Sarah start barfing her guts out. Scurrying out of the house and around to the passenger side of the car, I saw that Sally was now passed out and lying on the seat.

"Sally, wake up, wake up." I said as I shook her. She grumbled something that I couldn't understand as she smacked my hand. Seeing that it was useless to try and wake her, I managed to get her out of the car and put her over my shoulder. It wasn't until I started up the steps that I realized the palm of my hand was holding Sally's firm bare ass cheek and my finger tips were pressing against her panty covered pussy. As I continued up the steps, my finger tips pressed deeper into the folds of her pussy and I could feel her getting wetter. 

This is way better than watching Mindy Johnson play with herself I thought as I made my way to Sally's bedroom where I dropped her down on her bed and headed back to the bathroom to check on Sarah.

Upon opening the door, I was treated to a very pleasant sight, Sarah was passed out, sitting on the toilet completely naked, holding a wad of toilet paper in her hand. It's not as if I hadn't seen her naked before since Sarah, Sally and Jane, their mom, were my most favorite voyeuristic subjects, just not this close. Sitting on the floor in front of Sarah, I took the toilet paper from her hand, spread her legs apart and wiped the last few drops of pee from her hairless little slit. 

After flushing the toilet, I threw Sarah over my shoulder, carried her to her bedroom. When I got to Sarah's bed, I leaned forward and gently laid her on the bed. I sat down on the bed next to her, looking at her lying there so peacefully. I had quite a dilemma, should I leave or should I stay and take advantage of this opportunity. Leave, don't leave I debated with myself. 

No longer able to resist temptation, I leaned down and took one of Sarah's cute little nipples in my lips and began sucking on it like a baby while twirling the other nipple between my fingers. I could feel both of them getting longer and harder. As I continued, I heard Sarah sigh. Afraid she was waking up, I stopped and looked up at her face. Sarah's eyes were still closed so I continued, alternating back and forth, sucking on one nipple while twirling the other. 

Getting a little bored of playing with her teeny tiny titties, I stood up and took off all my clothes, freeing my cock which was now as hard as steel and went to the foot of the bed.

Gently, I grabbed her ankles and ever so slowly started spreading her legs apart, watching intently as her pussy came into view. 

Kneeling down, I placed her legs over my shoulders and slid her towards my eagerly awaiting tongue. My cock was throbbing as I inched her closer and closer until her sweet little gash was only inches from my nose, her intoxicating aroma filling my nostrils almost causing me to shoot my wad. Not wanting to cum just yet, I lifted her legs off my shoulders, stood up and then went to check on Sally.

By the time I reached Sally's room, my hard on had subsided. As I walked into her room, I noticed Sally was exactly as I left her, completely dressed, flat on her back with her slim legs dangling off the end of the bed. What a shame I thought to myself, here's Sally completely dressed while just down the hall her sister is bare assed naked. What's good for one is good for the other I giggled to myself as I sat down on the bed next to her. 

Slowly, I unbuttoned her blouse and spread it open revealing her pretty little pink bra. Sitting her up, I slid the blouse off and unsnapped her bra and slipped the straps down her arms. Laying her back down, I lifted the bra off and almost bust out laughing as her tits, if you want to call them that, came into view. All that was there were a couple bumps but she did have very large nipples. It made me think of that old joke, "when God was handing out tits, she thought He said zits and she said I don't want any."

Still, I couldn't resist leaning over and sucking on her right nipple while I twirled her left one between my thumb and forefinger. I couldn't believe how large they became and I sucked and twirled, they had to be over an inch long. As I continued sucking I reached down and unzipped her skirt, trying to slide it down without letting go of her nipple without any success. Releasing her nipple, I knelt at the bottom of the bed, lifted her legs onto my shoulders and grabbing the waistband of both her skirt and panties slipped them off. I think all the blood in my body must have rushed into my cock as it sprang to attention when my eyes saw her virginal pussy come into view. 

Whereas Sarah's pussy was completely bald, Sally had a quarter sized tuft of red hair at the top of her little slit and her pussy lips were also a lot fatter, I could even see the wetness I caused when I carried her up the steps.

Reaching around her thighs, I spread her puffy little lips with my thumbs exposing her tiny hole and miniscule clit. Leaning forward, I placed my tongue at the bottom of her slit and gave her wet pussy a nice slow lick gathering up as much of her lovely juices. After the second lick, I noticed her clit had extended from its hood. On the third lick as I reached the top of her slit, I flicked my tongue across her clit. She reacted like a bolt of lightning hit her as her hips bucked up off the bed. Jumping up, I was scared shitless thinking she was going to wake up out of her drunken slumber and I'd be in a heap of trouble. 

Looking down, I saw her eyes were still closed but I was still a little worried so I leaned over and gently shook her and quietly asked, "Sally are you okay?" I got no response. Satisfied that she was still passed out, I sat back down beside her and began playing with her nipples with one hand while my other hand caressed her pussy. Ever so slowly, I slid my finger between her vaginal lips and pushed against her tight virginal hole but made no progress inserting it.

Looking around, I spotted a bottle of body lotion on the nightstand. Grabbing it, I squirted some on my finger and some on Sally's pussy. The additional lubrication helped as my finger began slipping into her hole. It was so tight that it felt like a clamp on my finger and made me wonder if I'd be able to get my cock in there. As I began wiggling my finger inside her, I could feel it loosing up little by little and becoming wetter as her natural lubrication started flowing. It wasn't long before I started sawing my finger in and out of her little hole although it was still extremely tight. Enough with Sally for now, I thought to myself, time to go "check" on Sarah for a while. I laughed when my finger made a little pop and I pulled it out of Sally's little hole.

Walking down the hall toward Sarah's room, I thought, my fantasies are finally going to be fulfilled. I'm going to fuck both these little vixens and instead of depositing my sperm on their porch steps it's going to end up where it's meant to be -- inside a nice, tight, hot, wet pussy. While my fantasy didn't include them being passed out drunk, a piece of ass is a piece of ass no matter how you get it. Plus, it will be better for them to lose their virginities this way since they won't feel the pain, at least not until they sober up.

Entering Sarah's room, I found here exactly where I left her. The only difference being that she has her head turned sideways and is now sucking her thumb. Hmm, I wonder if I can remove her thumb and replace it with my man meat, I thought. Taking her wrist I gradually started removing her thumb. When it was completely out I held my cock close to her mouth and waited until she started bringing her thumbs back. As soon as her thumb was close, she opened her mouth.

Quickly I grabbed her wrist and pushed my dick in her mouth. When she started sucking it felt like someone had attached a vacuum cleaner to the end of my dick. While she continued sucking, I cupped her bald mound and gently inserted my finger into her hole. Even though it went in a little easier than Sally's since it was still lubricated with the body lotion and her sisters juices, it was still as tight as Sally's.

Sensing that I was close to cumming, I pulled my manhood out of Sarah's lovely mouth with a loud pop and also removed my finger from her twat. 

Sitting back on Sarah's bed, I pondered, which one of these sweet, innocent, virginal beauties would I deflower first? It's got to be Sarah I figured. 

Since Sally was the older of the twins, I heard that she was always got to go first or get something first like first to ride a bike, first to blow out the candles on the birthday cake, etc, etc. Why not let Sarah be the first to become a woman. Decision made, Sarah was going to be the first to have a dick in her pussy and first to have a load of sperm shot into her. 

First things first, remembering how tight her hole was, even though I'm not overly endowed -- just a couple inches larger than average, my dick is larger than my middle finger, I knew I needed some better lubricant than the body lotion I used with Sally.  

Running back to the bathroom, I searched the closet finding a squeeze bottle of baby oil, grabbing it and a couple towels, I rushed back to Sarah's room. I again knelt between her thin thighs and lifted her tiny ass off the bed placing one of the towels under her -- don't want to ruin the bedding. Using my thumb and forefinger, I spread the lips of her little pussy exposing the small virginal vaginal hole and placed the tip of the bottle inside her and gave three big squirts. Another big squirt was shot into my hand to generously coat my rock hard cock. 

Lifting her legs flat against my chest, I eased forward. Holding my slippery dick in one hand, I began rubbing the blood engorged head up and down her slick slit. The time has come my little cutie pie, it's time for you to be the first to pass into womanhood. Spreading her lips, I placed the head of my dick against her tiny opening and started to push but was only able to penetrate about a quarter inch. 

This is going to be harder than I thought, maybe I can loosen her up some more with my fingers first. Grabbing the baby oil, I squirted some more into her hole and onto my fingers. I started with my pinkie finger and slowly worked my way up until I was able to slide my thumb in and out easily. Another squirt of oil onto my cock and her hole and I was ready to begin my pursuit of deflowering this lovely little lady once again. 

Placing the blood engorged head of my cock against her hole, I began pushing forward until the head finally slipped inside her. I almost screamed out in pain, it felt like someone grabbed my dick with a pair of vice grip pliers and was squeezing with all their strength. I held still for a few seconds until I began to feel the pressure ease up a bit. Pushing forward a bit more, I hit resistance, her hymen. I pulled back until I was almost out of her clutching hole and slowly pushed back in to her protective barrier. 

I kept this up for a few minutes and felt her loosening up a bit making it easier to push in. It's now or never I thought and with one strong thrust broke through her cherry and buried my entire length in her, my pubic hairs resting against her smooth skin, my balls against her ass. I could feel her vaginal walls squeezing my shaft trying to eject the intruder. I waited a little until the clutching finally stopped and withdrew until only my head was still inside. 

Looking down, I could see my shaft glistening with a mixture of the baby oil, her juices and the bloody remnants of her lost virginity. I gave myself another quick squirt of the baby oil before continuing on my path to ecstasy. 

Slowly, I sawed in and out of her tight tunnel, watching my shaft disappear then reappear as I worked myself toward my ultimate goal - -- shooting a load of come inside her sweet little pussy. I didn't have long to wait as I felt that familiar tingling throughout my body. 

"Fucking A" I shouted as I buried cock to the hilt and began spewing my cum deep inside her. I came so hard that it felt like my balls were going to be sucked through my cock and deposited in her womb along with my sperm. 

One virgin down and one to go I thought as I extracted my cock from the vice like grip of her cum filled pussy. I watched as the combination of my cum and her virginal blood leaked out of her hole and slid down between her little ass cheeks across her rosebud and onto the towel. "That hole will have to wait until I finish deflowering you sister." I whispered to my passed out beauty.

I hurried back to Sally's room wondering if I could get her to suck on my dick a little before fucking her. Entering her room, I got my answer, she sucks her thumb just like Sarah. Walking up to the bed, I gently pulled her thumb from her mouth and replaced it with my cum, blood and pussy juice coated prick. I bet that's going to leave a strange taste in her mouth when she wakes up I thought. I let her continue for a minute or so before pulling my now perfectly clean, rock hard dick from her mouth.

Moving around to the foot of the bed, I lifted her legs so that they were pointing toward the ceiling. Grabbing the lotion bottle that was still lying on the bed, I gave my steel hard spear a generous coating then gave her slit a big dollop. 

"Time for you to join your sister in no longer being a virgin." I whispered as I placed by blood engorged head against her tight little slit. With a mighty thrust, I drove my dick into her tight pussy smashing through her maidenhood and buried myself fully inside her by balls banging hard off her ass. I could feel here vaginal walls contracting trying to push me out of her no longer virginal hole. I held still for a little while until I felt the contractions stop then slowly started sawing in and out of her tight slippery hole. 

It wasn't long before I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and started fucking my little sweetie faster and faster. "Here it comes my darling Sally." I shouted as I sank fully into her chamber and began shooting my sperm laden cum into her deepest recess. After pulling out of her little blood and cum filled hole, I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself off.

Grabbing a couple washcloths, I wet them with warm water, and returned to clean the blood and cum from both of their pussies. After cleaning them up, I took the stained towels and washcloths back to my house, placed them in a trash bag and hid them away until I could dispose of them and went to bed, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

I was awoken the next morning but the sounds of sirens and screaming. Hurriedly throwing on some clothes, I ran downstairs and opened the front door Just as the police were dragging Mr. O'Malley out of the house in handcuffs while his wife, Jane, was beating him with her fists screaming at the top of her lungs, "YOU SICK BASTARD, RAPING YOUR DAUGHTERS."

The story that came out in the papers the next day said that Sean, Mr. O'Malley, came home somewhat drunk, saw his daughters lying naked on their beds, in his words, "like a couple of drunken sluts" and totally lost all common sense, went berserk and had intercourse with them. He was still going at it with Sally when Jane came home. She tried to pull him off of Sally she stated but he was to strong and pushed her out of the way. She immediately called the police and they were there in less than a minute since the station was at the top of the street. He was still ejaculating inside her when they police arrived and pulled him off of Sally. 

During the trial, Sally and Sarah, who were both 3 months pregnant, testified that the last thing they remember was leaving one of the parties they were at that night and then waking up in the hospital not knowing what happened in between. Sean O'Malley was convicted of 2 counts of rape and incest and sentenced to life in prison without parole. 

Since they were devout Christians the girls did not have an abortion and Sarah and Sally both gave birth to lovely baby girls with coal black hair and dark brown eyes which seemed very odd since they were both red haired with green eyes the same as their father.

It's been almost 19 years since that night. Jane, Sally, Sarah and their daughters, Mindy& Mandy still live next door to me. I've enjoyed watching the girls go from infants to toddlers to young girls to teens to soon to be young women in a couple days. To this day, nobody has put two and two together and figured out that Sean O'Malley is not the father of the two raven haired beauties living next door to me.



A Hot Summer Night



It was a hot velvety summer night and I was outside on my deck. I could see you through the telescope very clearly, your long gorgeous red hair glistening by the light of your bedroom lamp. The way my house is elevated, I can see almost your entire bedroom, and I was hoping that you wouldn't turn off the light right away - I wanted to enjoy this. 

I was mesmerized as you slipped the red panties slowly down your smooth sexy legs and oh my god, what a perfect, mouth-watering ass you have. Still looking through the scope, I slipped my own shorts off and grasped my thick cock. I watched you pull the t-shirt off, in no hurry at all, and drop it on the floor. Facing away from me, gloriously naked, you raised your arms up to the ceiling, hands clasped together, and stretched languidly while you slowly turned towards me. My hand was stroking my cock with purpose and I could see your luscious body perfectly; your firm pink-nippled breasts, your smooth flat belly, your long toned thighs, and your beautiful sweet delicious red haired pussy...mmmm...god I love redheads. 

You sat on the edge of the bed facing me and just stared for a few minutes, as if you were deep in thought, and then slowly kind of collapsed onto the bed with your arms above your head. I didn't know if you were physically exhausted or just stressed out, and I didn't much care because right then I was stroking my hot dick feverishly and staring at your lovely naked body. When you lazily ran your hands over your breasts and across your belly, slowly down towards that glorious mound of red curls, I almost lost it and creamed right then. I tried to calm down a bit because I was getting the feeling that I was really in for a show. I turned away for a second to sip my drink, and when I looked back - shit, the lights were out. Damn it. I tried to see you in the darkness, but I couldn't even tell if you were still in the bedroom. Screw it; I gave up. 

I sat at the computer poking around online looking for videos with hot redheads, but my heart wasn't in it. I finished my drink and went to bed. That was no help - I couldn't sleep. All I could see when I closed my eyes was your fantastic red hair and your smooth beautiful body. I lay there in the dark, stroking my cock, thinking about you. I knew you and your husband as friendly neighbors, and of course I noticed that you were a hot little piece of ass when I first saw you. And I also knew that your husband was out of town rather often on business. Hmmmm. 

I thought about it for a minute, and then just got up, put my shorts and sandals on and walked outside. I could see that your window was open, and I started walking towards the gate between our yards. I had no idea what the hell I was doing, but my dick was hard as steel, and my heart was pounding. I crept close to your window, to the side, and slowly peeked in. 

Oh man, I could see you there, all alone, sleeping on your side facing away from me in the dark room. I could barely see the outline of your hip and one smooth bare arm, but it was enough. I looked around, even though the only house I could see was my own, and then I stepped out of my sandals and dropped my shorts to the deck. What the fuck was I doing? I was so turned on that I couldn't even think straight. I looked through the window, not even peeking anymore, and started to jerk off as I watched you sleep. It was a warm night and you just had a single sheet over what I now knew was a luscious sexy fuckable body. Yummy.

I had been in your house before, and I knew that the back door entryway was right next to your bedroom door. This thought suddenly came to me as I stood there on your patio, staring in your bedroom window and jerking off like a fucking monkey in a zoo. I looked to my left, and saw that just the screen door was closed - maybe even unlocked. I leaned over and turned it slowly and it clicked and I knew I was out of my mind for even thinking of this. I pulled it gently, and it opened slowly and quietly, thank god. My heart was thumping in my chest as I tiptoed through the entry, my right hand firmly gripping my stone-hard cock, and stepped across to your bedroom doorway. Oh god, this was so fucking hot. 

I sneaked silently into your room and just stood there - three or four feet from your delicious body. Your red hair was long and wavy and sexy and reflecting the little bit of light from the nightlight in your bathroom. I started jerking my dick like crazy, and had to bite my lip to calm down. I moved closer to you - you were out like a light, and I saw a tequila bottle and some lime pieces on the table next to your bed. Good. 

I got all the way up to the bed, head pounding, heart pounding, dick pounding. Fuck it. I reached to edge of the sheet at your shoulder and sooo slowly started to slide the sheet off your shoulder. I was so keyed up that I thought I was going to explode, but I kept gently pulling the sheet down your incredible naked body. Inch by lovely inch I exposed you, right on the edge of coming all over you as I jerked frantically at my cock. I got the whole sheet down around your feet and then took a good look at you - very closely. My god, you were gorgeous; and you were totally unconscious. 

I was already in deep shit if I was ever caught like this, so screw it - I slowly got onto the bed behind you, leaning close to breathe in your scent. ..mmmmm. I got up close to you like I was going to spoon you, but I didn't want to jar you awake, so I stayed back a little. I pointed my hard hot cock at your sweet ass cheeks and scrunched closer. Ohgodalmighty, I touched the tip of my cock to your ass and bit my lip again to calm down. What the fuck was I doing? I should have just shot a hot load all over your pretty ass and ran out of there as fast as I could. 

But no, I slipped the tip of my cock gently between your cheeks, and almost had a heart attack when you reached around, gripped my dick and rubbed it deeper into your soft smooth crevice. Oh god, what the fuck? You moaned a little and mumbled something like "blahblah time you got home", and backed that delicious bottom right up to me. You arched your back so my cock was right at the lips of your juicy pussy - and you were dripping wet. I closed my eyes tight and slid my whole length up inside you - ahhhhh...a long deep hot slippery slide. Oh man. Every inch up in you all at once...deep into your sweet drippy cunt. I held it there for a second - it was all I could wait - and pulled it slowly almost all the way out of you. 

In a fraction of an instant, I felt you back up to meet me and I thrust it into you hard - straight into your wet heat. I stroked it into that juicy syrupy wet hot cunt fast and hard. I reached my right hand around to your breast and gently squeezed your hard nipple, while I grabbed a handful of that spectacular red hair, fucking you hard and deep. Then I managed to get you onto your stomach, and I knelt behind you, between your legs, and fucked you with long strong strokes. I bent down and started to slide my wet tongue all over your back while I fucked you, nibbling on your shoulders. I got you up on your hands and knees, and you started to grunt and growl as you felt my cock slide even deeper into you. You pushed back at me and took it deep into your hot wet pussy. I knew we were both going to cum, so I started fingering your clit while I fucked you. You went crazy, babbling incoherently as I drove my dick deep into you. I took a big handful of your hair, pulled it tight and turned your pretty face to me so I could slide my tongue into your sexy mouth while we fucked. 

Your eyes were closed tight, and I watched your face as I sucked your lovely mouth and shot my hot cum all the way up inside you. You bucked like a bronco, and started to cum and we both just held on. I drained my balls into your tight hot hole, and felt your muscles contracting around me as I came, gripping my cock in spasms as you kept cumming and cumming. 

I collapsed behind you, gathered my wits and got up and ran out of there in a second. My cock was still dripping with my cum and your sweet juices, and I didn't stop to get dressed on the way back to my house - just grabbed my shorts and sandals, hopped the fence and ran.