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Kid Sister

By: mutepenguin



My wife, Melissa, is amazing. She is fun to talk to, really smart, and on top of that, she is smoking hot. I met Melissa during my third year of college. It was Melissa's first year, and she was letting loose. Our exclusive relationship didn't start until late in my fourth year. 

When I met her, she wasn't looking to be in a relationship. She wanted to experience as much of college as she could. Melissa wasn't what I would call a slut, but she definitely got out there with multiple guys, myself included. Toward the end of her second year she was calming down, and when I asked her to be exclusive, something finally clicked. We had already been dating on and off throughout her first two years, so it wasn't a stretch. 

Sex with Melissa was great, but as soon as I knew I was the only guy banging her, sex somehow got better. It wasn't that she was doing different things, though we did experiment. There was just an emotional connection that wasn't there before.

After I graduated, I stuck around to work on my graduate degree. It worked out perfectly that, assuming that Melissa and I passed everything, she would finish her bachelors at the same time as I finished my masters. 

We moved into an off campus apartment together. The road was rocky. Like every relationship, there were ups and downs. 

During our second to last semester, I went to a job interview out of town. If they liked my presentation, I would be offered an internship once I graduated. When I got back, Melissa threw her arms around my neck the moment I walked through the door. She immediately started crying uncontrollably. 

When I finally calmed her down enough to talk, she told me, "I screwed up real bad, Ben."

"What did you do?" I asked with a concerned tone. 

"I cheated on you. I got drunk at Tammy's house and..." was all she could get out before her sobbing returned. 

Anger welled up inside me as I listened to her stutter her way through her story. She had gotten drunk at her friend's apartment and had a threesome with Tammy and her boyfriend. 

"Please forgive me," she begged. "I don't want to lose you. I made a mistake." Tears were streaming out of her puffy red eyes and down her face. The rage that had begun welling up inside me started to fade. It was replaced by disappointment. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in. 

"Why would you do something so stupid?" I asked irritated and hurt. I didn't wait for a response. "I need to get out of here. I'll be back later." I let her go and left. I returned after an evening of heavy drinking, forgave her, and told her that she had better never do it again. 

Her family lived on the other side of the country, so, up until our last semester, I had never met them. Her parents were divorced and she had a younger sister she always referred to as "my kid sister." Melissa's sister, Felicity, was in her senior year high school when I met her and their mother, June. I had asked Melissa to marry me, so for spring break, we flew out to see her mom and sister to tell them the news in person. 

I was blown away by how much Melissa looked like her mother. June was a gorgeous woman, and it was obvious why Melissa was so good looking. Felicity was on her way to being a stunning young woman as well. The eighteen year old girl had a flirtatious air about her when we met. It was very subtle how she bit her bottom lip when she shook my hand. 

The good part of this story started when Melissa and June had planned a mother-daughter spa trip and weren't going to be back until the next morning. I didn't mind, because I had some work I desperately needed to get done for one of my classes. I was sitting in Melissa's room typing away at my laptop when there was a knock on the door. 

"What are you up to," Felicity asked. I turned around to see the young high school student in a bikini with a towel wrapped around her waist. Something about her slender form was very arousing. I stumbled a bit with my words for a moment. 

"Oh. I'm just working on this paper for school. I guess you are going for a swim?" I managed to finally get out. 

Felicity smiled knowing she had gotten the reaction she had wanted. "Yeah I'm gonna go lay out by the pool. Do you wanna come? It's a nice day out." 

"I uh...I may come out a little later. I really need to get this done." I coughed out. I wasn't sure what was going through my head at that moment, but I knew I needed to get my head on straight and stop talking like a bumbling fool. 

"Suit your self. I'll be out side when you change your mind," she said. Her choice of words had implied that there was no chance that I wouldn't join her. She was right of course, but I'll get to that in a bit. 

As I continued working on my paper, I could see Felicity reaching the lounge chair by the pool through the window. She unwrapped the towel from her waist and and draped it across the chair. I swore I saw her look up toward the window before she reached behind her back and untied her top. She lifted the halter straps up and over her head exposing her small perky tits. She knelt into the lounge chair and laid down on her stomach. The thong bikini bottom ensured she would have minimal tan lines. Her exposed butt cheeks were two small bubbles. My cock grew rigid in my pants as I watched my fiancée's kid sister lay out in the sun. I shook my head after about half of a minute when I realized I had zoned out. I looked back to my computer screen in an attempt to clear my head. Ten minutes passed. I came to the conclusion that I was not going to accomplish anymore at that moment. I had not written anything since Felicity had knocked on my door. I closed my laptop and changed into my swim trunks. 

Felicity sat up pulling the towel up with her as I walked up to the poolside. 

"Don't want tan lines?" I asked as I took a seat on the chair beside her. 

"No. Prom is in a few weeks, and my dress has a deep back," was her reply. She reached down to pick up her bikini top. Felicity spun in the seat to face away from me and let the towel fall in her lap as she put her top back on. When the strings on her back were tied she stretched out on the lounge chair. "So, you decided to take a break," she said. More a statement than a question. 

I reached behind my head and scratched. "Yeah. I really couldn't focus on what I was doing. I think my brain was starting to melt," I answered chuckling. Felicity laughed along with me. "What are your plans for today?" I asked.

"Well," she replied, "I don't really have anything I want to do this afternoon. My friend, Tiffany, is having a party tonight, so I'm gonna head over to her house around nine."

"That sounds fun. I remember high school parties. The ones I went to got pretty crazy," I told her, finally stretching out on the lounge chair I had been sitting on. "I was a wild one before I settled down."

"Oh yeah?" she said, her interest piqued. "Tell me about it."

"Well, I was a pretty heavy drinker, and when I drank, I did some pretty stupid stuff. I'm not very proud of it," I replied. 

"You should come with me. There's no reason for you to stay here in the house all alone. It's Friday. Staying in on Friday night is super lame," she prodded. 

I quickly replied, "I really don't think it's a good idea for a twenty-four year old guy to go hang out at a high school party. Besides, I have work I need to get done." I must have subconsciously formed an expression on my face that said, "Convince me."

"Tiffany's BF is in college. He is inviting a bunch of people he goes to school with, so there will be other older people there," she stated making her case. "Besides, if you are here all alone, I'll feel really bad. You don't want me to have a bad time at the party because I'm worried about you, do you?" She gave me her best sad puppy impression, and it was good. 

I paused for a long thoughtful moment before I groaned out, "I guess I'll come along." I followed it up with, "But, I'm only going because I don't want you to have a bad time."

"Great!" she exclaimed. "You won't regret it. We are gonna have a blast."

"Well, I'm gonna jump in the pool," I said standing up. I peeled off my shirt and dropped it in the chair before diving in. 

As I started doing laps, I saw Felicity taking the straps from around her neck and placing them deliberately across her flattened out breasts. She, apparently, did not want tan line on her shoulders either. I felt like if I had not been there, Felicity probably would have just been topless.

After I had been swimming for about ten minutes, the water around me started lapping over my head and up my nose. I stopped swimming and looked behind me. Felicity had jumped into the pool a couple of feet away from me. She emerged from below the surface and wiped water from her beautiful smiling face. She was laughing fairly hard, happy with herself for successfully disrupting my swim.

"Oh, you think that's funny, huh?" I said laughter in my tone. "What about this?" I used my arms to push a large wave of water at her face. She let out a scream of laughter and raised her arms to protect herself. 

We laughed and played and splashed around for a while. My fingers were just about to start to prune up when we got out. I let Felicity climb out on the ladder ahead of me. Her tight bubble butt looked even better up close. Her red thong bottom barely covered her asshole and pussy. I followed, climbing out after her. Felicity bent over to pick up her towel. Once again, giving me a full view of her sexy ass. She turned around catching me in the act of checking her out. She gave a sly smile and glanced down at the bulging hard on that was growing in my trunks. Her eyebrows arched as she saw what I was packing. I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist to cover up, and she did the same. We shared the awkwardly arousing moment in silence. As we gathered up our things and went back into the house. 

Felicity and I went back to our rooms to shower. When I was done getting dressed, I went down stairs and started cooking up something for the two of us to eat. Felicity came down dressed in a pair of short shorts and a spaghetti strap tank top. 

"And he cooks too? No wonder Melissa is so in to you," she said in an amazed tone. "Smells good."

"Yeah. Well, it's my mom's recipe," I explained. "It's one of the few things I can cook." She smiled and sat down at the island in front of me. We chatted while I finished up the food. We continued the conversation as we ate. We had a good time talking to one another, and when we finished eating, Felicity thanked me for making dinner. She headed back up to her room to start getting ready for the party. I had no plans to change out of my blue jeans and foo fighters tee shirt, so I just sat down to watch TV. 

About an hour passed before Felicity returned. "Whatcha watching?" She asked plopping down on the couch. 

"It's just this pawn store show," I told her turning to look in her direction. Felicity was wearing her long black hair in a ponytail with a styled bump just above her forehead. The make up she wore on her face was minimal, but made her look a few years older and really made her jade green eyes pop. Continuing down, she was wearing a cute girl-cut tee shirt with a brand name emblazoned on the front in rhinestones. It fit close to her figure nicely, and looked like she had forgone wearing a bra. The small mounds on her chest remained perky without it, and her nipples poked through the fabric slightly. My eyes wandered further down reaching the very short black ruffle skirt. There was a lace detail around the bottom that made her outfit look very cute. Felicity's long silky legs ended, very simply, with a pair of plain black flip flops. 

"If you don't blink your eyes are gonna dry out," she said with that sly smirk on her face once again. 

"I'm sorry. I zoned out there for a second," I said trying to recoup some semblance of my honor. Gawking at young girls was not something I did. 

"Well, Tiffany's house is about thirty minutes away, so we should get out of here," she informed me. 

I stood up and stuck my hand out. "Come on then. Let's hit the road." She took my hand and I pulled her up out of her seat. We went out to my car and headed out. The drive to the party mostly consisted of listening to Felicity singing along with the local pop station and dancing in her seat. 

The GPS said we were about five minutes away when Felicity asked, "Can we stop in at the liquor store up there?" She asked pointing up the road to a large neon sign. "Do you mind buying some stuff for me?" She pulled some money out of her little purse. "I've got cash."

I shrugged. "Sure." I remembered being under twenty-one and having to get older friends to buy alcohol for me. I turned into the parking lot. "What do you want me to get?" I asked. 

"A bottle of Absolute, and a bottle of grenadine," was all she asked for. I took her cash and went in to the store. 

When I came back out, there was a guy standing by the passenger door of my car knocking on the window. He looked like a middle aged homeless man. His white skin was filthy. He looked like he was trying to talk to Felicity. 

"Excuse me," I said in a stern and assertive tone. "Do you mind not knocking on my car door?"

"Oh. Hey there. Is this your car? That little lady you got in there looks mighty fine. I bet you do some pretty nasty stuff with that piece," he prodded. 

"Walk away," I asserted. "Walk away, now, or we will have problem." The man backed down as I stepped closer. He hobbled off quickly without another word. I opened the trunk and put the vodka and grenadine in a safe spot before I walked around to the driver seat. I got into the car and found Felicity with her arms wrapped around her chest holding herself tight. The man had obviously upset her. "Don't worry about him," I said putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Let's get to your friends house and have a good time." Felicity nodded and started to cheer up a bit. I started the car and pulled out. 

When we arrived at Tiffany's, we could hear music coming from the house all the way down on the road. Luckily, the house was just outside of town on a pretty big piece of land, so there was little chance of cops getting called to bust up the party. I grabbed the bag from the trunk. Then, I followed Felicity to the front door. Felicity just opened the door and walked in. 

There were roughly fifteen people in the living room sitting around talking, drinking, and dancing. There were a few couples making out. About the time we walked in and I took in the first room, I heard what sounded like half a dozen guys cheer. I peeked around a corner and saw two girls kneeling on top of the kitchen island doing some pretty heavy kissing. One of them was wearing a skirt similar to Felicity's and the other was wearing short cutoff blue jean shorts. Both had stripped down to their bra. Their hands probed each other's chest as they kissed one another. 

I looked back for Felicity in time to see her quickly walking to another room. I followed so as not to be the guy no one knows standing in the front room. 

"Tiff," Felicity said as she ran up and threw her arms around her friend's neck. 

"Hey Fee," she said looking over Felicity's shoulder at me. "Where did you find this guy, a magazine ad?" Tiffany asked looking me up and down. A surprised look appeared on my face. I'd never heard someone refer to me like that. I knew I was better than average looking, but I didn't think I looked like a model from a magazine or anything. 

"This is Melissa's Fiancé." Felicity explained, "They have been here this week for spring break. Mel and Mom went on an over night spa retreat. I didn't want him to have to stay home all alone, so I invited him. Tiffany, this is Ben. Ben, this is Tiffany." 

I shook Tiffany's hand and said, "Nice to meet you."

"Ditto," she replied cracking that same sly smile that Felicity had been using all day. Tiffany was cute. She wasn't as cute as Felicity, but she definitely had some great features. Where Felicity had a slender figure and small perky breasts, Tiffany had a curvy figure and larger, fuller breasts. She had full, pouty lips, dark hair, and almond shaped eyes with amber colored irises. "You can bring your drinks in here and put them in the fridge." She led them to the kitchen where the two girls were now laying on the counter, their bras on the floor. The girl on top had her hand up the skirt of the other. The girl in the skirt moaned between kisses. The guys watching continued to cheer and holler. "Woo! Get it girl!" Tiffany yelled. 

"How long have they been going at it?" Felicity asked.

"Maybe twenty minutes. Those two are such attention whores," Tiffany replied. 

"You want a drink before I put it up?" I asked Felicity. 

"Yeah make it a stiff one," she replied. Something about the way she used the word stiff was very sexual, and I felt my pants tighten a little. 

"Sure thing." I grabbed a couple of plastic cups and put a couple of ice cubes in each. I then poured a pretty liberal amount of vodka into the cups. I followed it up with some of the grenadine. I handed Felicity the drink. She took a drink and shuddered a bit. 

"Yeah!" She yelled. Then, she took another drink. We followed Tiffany back around to the living room where most of the people at the party were. I sat down on the arm of one of the couches and took a swig of my drink. It was stouter than I had meant to make it, but it was good. I watched as Tiffany and Felicity danced in the middle of the room with the other teens dancing around them. 

I finished my drink after a few minutes and set the cup down just about half a minute before a young girl fell against me laughing. I helped her back to her feet. She looked pretty drunk when she looked into my eyes. The girl leaned in and kissed me square on the mouth. I didn't have time to react before I felt her tongue attempting to penetrate my lips. I gently grabbed both of her shoulders and guided her back and away from me as inoffensively as I could. 

"You don't think I'm pretty?" The drunk girl asked. 

"You are beautiful," I replied. She smiled and tried to lean in again. I held her in place and said, "I'm just taken." I looked at a drunk guy almost passed out at the other end of the couch. "He told me," I said gesturing with my head to the drunk guy, "he thinks you're pretty." I let her go and she immediately drifted to the other end and fell onto the couch beside him. I looked back to Felicity when the two drunk teens started making out. 

While she danced, Felicity looked back over her shoulder at me. She smiled big and started to dance out of the crowd in my direction. When she got to me it was evident that the drink had given her a pretty heavy buzz. She reached out and grabbed my hands in an attempt to pull me off the couch. The little girl didn't have the mass to move me, but I just went with it. I was feeling pretty good from the alcohol in my system, and I was there to have fun. 

Felicity reached to hook her hands around my neck. I bent at the knee to sway with the music and put one of my hands in the small of her back. As we moved in time with the music, I pulled her closer. She ground her crotch against my thigh. I could see a look of growing pleasure on her face with each move. Caught up in the moment, I didn't back off. We kept dancing, changing up position occasionally, for another fifteen minutes. When our fourth or fifth song ended I stopped dancing. 

"I need another drink, gotta cool off," I explained. "You want one?" Felicity nodded. Sweat glistened on her skin after having danced in such close quarters. 

In the kitchen, I found that the two girls were now completely naked. The one that had been wearing the skirt was now doggy style on the island, but a guy was up there pounding away at her little teen pussy. The girl that had had the cutoff shorts was being taken from behind at one of the kitchen counters. She was sucking on another guys cock as he sat on the counter in front of her. The girl's hands were palms down on the countertop on either side of his hips. Each thrust from behind sent her diving down into his crotch. The guy's cock disappeared into the back of the girl's throat each time. The rest of the guys in the kitchen were standing around the room with their pants and underwear around their ankles stroking their cocks, I assume, waiting for their turn. It was like a gang bang porno I had seen on the internet. I had had no idea people actually did that. I shook my head in disbelief and fixed my drinks. 


Kid Sister: Mother-In-law



Authors note: This is the second story I have written with these characters. If you have not read "Kid Sister" I recommend you read it first. This story gives a little background on what happened in that story, but not much detail. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you like it or not please rate it and leave a comment. I welcome constructive feedback but delete trolling or comments that just say "this sucks." Again, please rate and comment it's the only way I know if my writing is improving. 

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Like I've said before, my wife, Melissa, is amazing, but I cheated on her with her younger sister, Felicity. Felicity was a little firecracker in the sack, and I had had a blast fucking her and her friend, Tiffany, when Melissa and I visited her family for spring break during my last semester of graduate school. 

I had proposed earlier in that year and when spring break rolled around we flew out to give Melissa's mom and sister the news. I got a little drunk with Felicity while Melissa and their mom, June, were on an overnight spa retreat. One thing led to another, and I ended up in a three way with two high school seniors. I don't regret it one bit. You see, Melissa had cheated on me with a friend of hers and her friend's boyfriend a couple of years before. I felt like I was getting payback. What happened the night before I got married was all on me, and I am sure that I will deal with the karmic consequences at some point. 

To understand my mindset a little, I will take you back a bit. The month before our wedding, Melissa had read an article in one of her girl magazines, the ones that have articles like "10 Ways to Increase Your Man's Sex Drive" and "How to Better Please Your Man." The article she had read convinced her that in order to make our wedding night special, since we had been sleeping together for a few years, was to go on a thirty day sex fast. 

"Babe, that's bullshit," I told her. "If we go a month with no sex, our special night will be over in a few minutes." 

"The article said that there will be so much sexual tension that it will feel like nothing we have experienced before," she retorted trying to convince me. 

"I can understand why that might work for you," I added, "but I will blow my load in the first two minutes and your," I raised my hands to make air quotes, "special night will be a brief moment instead."

"Don't be gross," she told me. Her face had crinkled up in a cute way when I had said 'blow my load.' "Just go with me on this. It'll be be great. I promise." She flashed her beautiful smile at me. It was the one that I couldn't say no to. 

"Fine," I caved. "Whatever you want. I want it to be your special night. If you want me to cum in two minutes, I'll do a thirty day sex fast with you." She crinkled her face again at my obvious dig, but didn't say anything about it. 

"Good," she said smiling. 

This story begins at our rehearsal dinner. Melissa, Felicity, June, and I were at a pretty fancy restaurant with a dozen or so other friends and family. Felicity and June sat across from Melissa and I at the table. Melissa was telling a story about something she had done with one of her girlfriends the day before. I just sat and politely listened. Felicity kept giving me a flirty look that I had grown accustomed to over spring break and the other couple of occasions we had seen Melissa's family. It was very subtle, but it drove me pretty wild. 

"...so she sent the plate back with the waiter, and asked for something else," Melissa said wrapping up the story I had stopped listening to thanks to Felicity. 

"Wow, that's crazy," Felicity chimed in. 

"I know," Melissa replied. "Every time I go out with her it's the same thing," she said. Then immediately started another story. As I sat there silently flirting with Felicity, I felt a small stockinged foot push its way gently in between my knees and past my thighs. The ball of the foot found its way to the shaft of my cock and began running up and down the length. The flesh in my pants began to harden as the foot gently caressed my member. I raised my eyebrows at Felicity and she responded by doing the same and cracking her sly smile. The foot in my crotch continued to work up and down. I subtly glanced away from Felicity and slightly gestured with my head toward the bathroom then immediately looked back at the eighteen year old girl. She bit her bottom lip and looked back to my fiancée. 

"I'm gonna go the bathroom," she said interrupting Melissa's story. "I don't feel so well." The foot left my crotch as Felicity stood up. 

June turned to look at her daughter. "Oh, what's wrong, sweetie?" she asked. 

"Just crampy I guess," Felicity replied. 

"Filters, please!" Melissa called out with a grimace on her face. "Nobody wants to hear about your lady problems, Fee." Felicity gave her a dirty look before turning and heading around the corner. 

I jumped feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. Felicity's picture showed in the screen. 

"I gotta take this. It's work stuff. I'm sorry, babe," I lied. I kissed Melissa on the cheek and stood up. "I'll only be a few minutes," I told them over my shoulder as I rushed around the corner. Felicity was waiting at the door. It had been several months since our last adventure, and I had no problem if she wanted to go again. 

"Come on," she said grabbing my hand. "My car is over here." Felicity led me to her car. It was in the back of the parking lot under a big tree. She opened the back door and climbed into the back seat. I followed suit. 

"I haven't fooled around in the back seat of a car in almost ten years," I told her thinking back to high school. 

"Shut up and kiss me," she commanded grabbing my face with both hands and pulling me in for a deep kiss. "We have to be quick," she added pulling back away. Her hands very quickly dropped down to my pants. She deftly unbuckled my belt, undid my pants, and dropped the zipper as I adjusted my self into a sitting position. I lifted my ass and pushed my pants and boxers down around my ankles. 

Felicity wasted no time in sucking my quickly growing cock into her small soft lips and mouth. Her tiny hands pumped up and down as she worked my now sloppy rod. The feeling was super intense. I had gone the entire month, to that point, without having sex or even jacking-off. It only took a few extra pumps of her hand and mouth to send me over the top. She had not expected me to cum so quickly as her muffled sound of surprise escaped. Spurt after spurt erupted from my throbbing cock. Felicity was a good sport and continued to swallow every bit of it. When the blasts finally subsided she lifted her head and looked up at me. There were two small trails of semen running out of the corners of her mouth. She playfully wiped each corner of her mouth with her index finger and licked it clean. 

"You had a little built up tension there," she said smiling. 

I had leaned my head back against the headrest and closed my eyes. "You have no idea," I said letting out a relaxed breath of air. 

"I think we have time for a little more," Felicity said hiking her skirt up around her abdomen and straddling my lap. She reached down into her crotch and ripped a hole in the nylon stockings she was wearing before pushing her little panties aside to reveal her bald, pink pussy. I grabbed her hips and lifted her nubile frame up enough that she could guide the head of my dick into her wet hole. My head tilted back as her tight slit welcomed my stiff member into its embrace. As Felicity slid down lower on my cock we looked into each other's eyes. I could see the glint of primal lust in Felicity's gorgeous jade eyes just before she hit the bottom and threw her head back. She let out a loud moan as I lifted her slender body. Felicity held onto my shoulders lowering back down onto my crotch. I thrust my hips up each time she slid down. Our pace increased as I pounded away at the dripping hole. 

"Oh god I missed the way your cock feels," she yelled as we quickly moved in unison. She let out more moans of pleasure. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" I thrust up into her again. 

"Me too," I called out. 

"Do it! Cum in my pussy, Big Ben!" She yelled. I didn't stop to ask as I thrust into her a final time blowing a second hot load deep inside her. Her entire body trembled as she climaxed as well. It would not surprise me if someone in the parking lot had heard as she cried out. She collapsed against my chest and kissed me. 

"I needed that," I told her. 

"I haven't cum like that since spring break," she replied. 

"We better get back," I said looking at my watch. It had been jut over ten minutes. "They will start to wonder what's happened to us. Felicity got off of my lap and turned around to lean into the front seat. She flipped down the visor and looked at the mirror. She wiped at the corners of her mouth and messed with her hair. I couldn't help but stare at her perfect little ass bent over in front of me, her skirt still around her waist and stomach. I snapped out of my daze when she reached back and straightened the garment and sat back down in the seat beside me. I reached down and pulled up my pants and boxers, safely tucking the wilting flesh back in before zipping my pants. Felicity leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. 

"That was fun," she said smiling. She turned and opened the door before climbing out. She stuck her head back in and said, "Wait another minute or so before you come back. Gotta make sure we don't come in together." Felicity closed the door before I could respond. I finished adjusting my clothes then leaned my head back against the head rest and closed my eyes. 

A minute or so passed before I got out and walked back into the restaurant. Felicity was already sitting at the table with Melissa and June when I sat down. 

"Sorry about that. Took longer than I thought it would," I lied. Melissa leaned over an kissed my cheek. 

"No problem. It's not like it's our rehearsal dinner," she replied. There was a jabbing tone. She was not upset about the call that I had taken. She just wanted to give me a hard time.

The rest of dinner went by smoothly. We all laughed and talked and enjoyed each other's company. When dinner ended, we all left and headed back to our hotel. 

Melissa and I had separate rooms, so she could get ready for the wedding without me seeing her. My best man, Jerry, was staying in my room to keep me company. He did a pretty poor job of doing that, since I went back to the room alone, and he went with one of the bride's maids to her room. I kicked off my shoes and spread out on the bed with the TV remote. I wasn't really tired yet, so I was gonna zone out with some shitty TV show. 

A knock on the door awakened me. I looked at my watch it was almost midnight and I had dozed off watching some hillbilly backwoods reality show. Some obnoxious show about middle aged house wives was on so I turned off the TV as I got out of bed. 

"Lose your key, Jerry?" I called out as I walked to the door. I was surprised to find that it was not Jerry standing in the hall. I stood in the door gawking at the person before me. 

"Maybe you could invite me in?" June asked. She was in the hall, hands on her hips, wearing a deep red, silk house robe that barely made it to the middle of her thigh. She raised her eyebrows silently asking the same question again. I shook my head to clear the cobwebs and stepped aside. I gestured silently with my hand the invitation to enter. 

"Are you doing okay?" I asked stammering a bit to start the question. 

"I'm doing well," she responded eloquently. "Except that, tonight when I made a move on you, you ran off and fucked my daughter and not me." I quickly shut the door. 

"That was you?" I asked stunned.

"I couldn't help myself. The bulge in your pants was too much for me to resist. When Melissa and I spent the night at the spa, we had a girl talk about how good you are in bed," June told me. "I'm a little concerned. You had sex with Felicity at your rehearsal dinner the night before your wedding. I may have to tell Melissa what happened."

"I didn't have sex with Felicity at dinner," I lied. "Why would you say something like that?"

"Because you did. You two both conveniently left the table at the same time after giving each other 'Fuck Me' eyes for several minutes while I rubbed your cock with my foot. Now, I know that what I was doing was wrong, but I'm just a horny old lady. Can you blame me? You on the other hand should be ashamed of yourself."

I was caught and there was nothing I could say to convince her of any other possibility. 

"Don't tell Melissa. It was a moment of weakness. We hadn't had sex in a month and when you messed with me under the table, I got really worked up. I thought it was Felicity making a move on me. Please, just don't tell her what I did. I promise it won't happen again." I begged. 

"Well that would be a shame. If you never did it again, that is. If that is true, then when would I get a chance with Big Ben?" June asked. I didn't know how to respond. I was completely caught off guard. "You show me a good time, and I'll keep your little secret." I paused briefly to mull over the situation that had presented itself to me. I really had no choice, and it's not like it was going to suck. June was a smoking hot woman by any standards. She was especially hot considering she was in her early fifties and had had two children. 

"What ever it takes," I said agreeing to her terms. 

"Perfect," she said smoothly reaching toward her waist. Her nimble fingers untied the silk belt that rested on her ample hips. She pulled the ends apart and let them fall. The robe opened enough to reveal June's fit tummy, a satin red bra that supported her ample breasts, and the matching pair of panties. I felt the rod in my pants stir and begin to harden as June slipped the robe off of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. 

If you had shown me a picture of what I saw in front of me and said that it was a fifty-two year old woman, I would have laughed and asked if you were joking. I scanned her from top to bottom. June had medium length sandy brown hair. Her face had sharp, but alluring, features. Her long eyelashes fluttered in front of her hazel eyes. She had those pouty lips that her daughters had inherited. June's large breasts filled the DD-cup bra and were shoved together forming extremely luscious cleavage. She had some fine definition on her abdomen that showed she put a considerable amount of effort into her very attractive figure. Her narrow waist expanded out into her gorgeous wide hips. June exhibited the definition of an hourglass figure. Her hips tapered into equally appealing long legs. The sexy limbs were smooth, silky, and blemish free. I expected there to be some rippling in her thighs and hips, but there was none to be seen. This woman did everything right to maintain her stunning body. 

"What do you think?" she asked after I had been checking her out for almost a full minute. 

"I see where your daughters get there good looks from," I replied. "You are gorgeous."

"I've shown you mine. Now, let me see yours," she commanded. 

I pulled my shirt up and over my head revealing my fairly toned torso. I used my heels to push each shoe off as I unbuckled my belt. I quickly undid my pants and pushed them past my hips. Gravity took care of the rest. I stepped out with one foot and kicked my pants off with the other letting them fall a couple of feet away from where I stood. The tight fabric of my boxer briefs fought to hold back the bulge growing in my pants. I held my hands out at my side, palms facing June, as if to ask, 'So, what do you think?'

"Very, nice," June said softly in her sultry tone. "I see why Felicity has been calling you Big Ben." A nervous feeling washed over me. If it was that obvious to June, how long would it take for Melissa to get the joke. "I guess Melissa hasn't caught on, but I figured it out pretty quick. Go ahead and drop your shorts. Let's take a look at that big dick of yours." I let the feeling go and started to do what I was told, quickly grabbing the waistband of my boxer briefs. June held up her index finger to stop me. "Slowly," she commanded quietly. 

I slid the boxers slowly down my thighs. My neatly trimmed back pubic hairs appeared first followed by the first inch or so of my now mostly hardened cock. My rod strained against the elastic of my underwear as I continued to lower them. My thick member sprang up as the head cleared my boxers. It almost made the full trip up to my stomach. It bounced a few times before coming to a stop and hanging down slightly from its own weight. I let the garment fall the rest of the way to floor and kicked it onto my pants. The motion caused my cock to sway again. June's eyes were wide with anticipation. 

"My god, you are big," she exclaimed with a gasping breath. "Come over here," she said crooking her index finger at me. I did as I was told stepping forward toward my soon to be mother. June reached up and gently grabbed the back of my neck. She pulled me down toward her and passionately kissed me. Her soft lips pressed against mine. Our mouths parted allowing our tongues to explore each other's kiss. I reached around her back and pulled her in closer. She reached back with one hand and moved mine from her lower back onto her small, but firm, ass. I squeezed hard then raised my hand before quickly bringing it back for a hard slap. June jumped a bit surprised by the rough contact but she let out a short giggle of pleasure. She arched her back slightly sticking her ass out a bit. She wanted me to do again. I slapped her sexy ass one more time. 

I felt a subtle touch on the base of my cock just above my balls. Her fake nails gently scraped back along my scrotum until my balls were cupped in her small palm. The sensation was electric as we continued to make out and my fiancee's mother groped my large testicles. June slid her hand up my sack once again dragging her nails along the sensitive skin. The sensation intensified as the nails kept going up my shaft. When she reached the end, her had turned over and she wrapped her nimble fingers around my shaft. My eyes closed as the older woman's hand worked back and forth pulling my cock toward her abdomen. She backed up from our kiss then licked her lips. 

Without a word she knelt down on the floor and began kissing the head of my cock while still working the shaft. Her lips somehow felt softer than they had while we kissed. June pushed her hand back one last time. Her hand stopped and rested at the base holding my complete erection out toward her. Those soft pouty lips parted and slowly wrapped around the tip of my cock. I felt sheer ecstasy as my shaft disappeared inch by inch into the mouth of the older woman. When she reached her limit, she adjusted her mouth and waggled her head a little taking me another inch deeper. Then, another inch, and another. She let go with her hand and wrapped her arms around my hips. Her hands gripped into my ass and pulled me toward her. I watched as my entire cock vanished into the mouth and throat of my Fiancee's mother. I had never experienced a feeling like it before. Some women had gone pretty far, but no one had ever taken it all. I felt the tip of her tongue licking at the base as she gagged on my absent member. Then, like a sword exiting its sheath, the shaft started to become visible once again. June backed all the way off before plunging quickly back down a second time inhaling my entire cock once more. Each time she repeated the process more and more spit trailed from her mouth to my cock. She finally began using short up and down motions where she would go all the way down then back up halfway before plunging back toward my crotch. I felt my balls begin to clench. Two more motions of her mouth and I erupted. Multiple pulses of my hot semen shot deep into her throat. She backed off and sucked on the head as more shots blasted into her mouth. When the cumming subsided she sucked the last bit out of me before rising to her feet. I had had good blow jobs before, but her experienced mouth and throat took first prize. To this day, I've never had it better than June. 




Kid Sister: Mother-In-law



She reached up and pulled me down for a kiss again. This time, however, her tongue brought the last of my cum with it. The salty white cream swirled in my mouth as our tongues played with one another. It was my first snowball. I didn't really enjoy it, but it was very sensual none the less. 

June backed up to the bed. She hooked her panties with her thumbs and pushed them down as she took a seat on the edge of the bed. She lifted on foot then the other stepping out of her underwear. June maintained her modesty by keeping her knees together. The silky fabric hit me in the chest when she threw them at me. I reflexively caught them. The soft red fabric felt exquisite. 

"Smell them," she commanded. I raised the wad of red silk to my face and inhaled deeply. Her pussy had soaked the fabric and filled it with her luscious scent. "Now, get over here and taste it," was her next order. As I stepped toward the older woman she placed her hands on each knee then pushed them both aside. She arched her feet on the floor as her legs reached their limit. I gazed at the neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair perched atop her spread pussy. The labia looked a bit larger than Melissa or Felicity's, but it looked beautiful just the same. 

I silently knelt down on one knee and took one of her legs onto my shoulder. With my hand reaching over her thigh, I spread the top of her pussy with my index and middle finger. Hidden beneath the folds of her pussy was an engorged hooded button. It, too, was larger than I had seen before, but it looked extremely sensitive. With my second hand I reached up and gently rubbed it with the pad of my middle finger. June let out a gasp of pleasure as I drew circles around her clit. She began to moan quietly as I continued. I lowered my hand then leaned forward. My tongue took over where my finger had left off. My fiancee's mother moaned louder as I lapped at her most sensitive spot. I slipped both my index and ring fingers into the now dripping hole just below where I was licking. I worked my fingers in an out as I kept rolling her button between my tongue an lips. 

"Oh God!" she cried out as she fell backwards onto the bed. She bucked her hips up into my mouth and hand almost uncontrollably. I could feel her body shudder in my grasp as she screamed louder. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Eat me! I'm gonna CUM!" I drove my fingers in deep one last time before she raised her hips enough for my fingers to come out. I backed my face away from her slick pussy as a spray of ejaculate erupted from the quivering woman. A second burst didn't quite hit me in the face. 

"Wow I've never seen a woman cum like that," I told her. "Well, at least not in person."

"There is plenty more where that came from," she said pushing up into her elbows. "I think I need to see just how impressive this cock of yours really is." June sat back up all the way and reached behind her back. She unhooked her bra and pulled it off of her huge tits. The gorgeous double D's sagged a little, but it was to be expected. The pair was gorgeous just the same. Each tit was topped off by a perfect oval shaped areola with a hard button shaped nipple. June rolled onto her hip and braced herself on one of her elbows. 

"Now get over here and give me what you got," she said giving her small tight ass a good slap. 

I crawled into the bed behind her and grabbed her thigh. I lifted the leg into the air, her knee bending around my hand. I lined my large cock up with the now spread pussy. I pushed my hip forward driving in. I did not take it slow. The older woman's hole was moist and felt better than I expected. She worked her muscles squeezing the shaft as I slid all the way in. I reached across her rib cage and groped one of her large natural breasts. Her skin was extremely soft like baby's flesh. I rolled her hard marble shaped nipple between my thumb and forefinger as I pushed in and out of her soaking wet, pink pussy. She grabbed at my ass reaching under my arm. June pulled me into her with every thrust of my hips. Her head rolled back onto the bed. As I pounded the older woman's twat, her curvy frame began to shudder. A continual moan started to escape her mouth, the volume increasing with each pass of my cock.

"Ohhhh FUCK!," June's moan finally capped with an excited expletive. "Fuck me! Fuck me like that. Yes, fuck me!" she continued. She stopped pulling my hips into her and moved down to her clit. She started rapidly rubbing her button as I rammed into her again and again. June finally bucked off of my cock and sprayed the bed with her cum. Her moaning resumed as she tried to catch her breath. Her hand found its way up to my face an pulled my jaw around to her turning head. Our lips met in another passionate kiss. 

"Lay down on your back," she told me. "I'm going to ride that magnificent cock."

"You got it," I said stretching out on the bed. I linked my hands behind my head and watched as the older woman straddled over my crotch. June reached between her legs and held my cock perpendicular to my pelvis. I felt her moist pussy lips gently rub against the head of my dick. Then, I watched the entirety of my member vanish inside her. Settled down onto her knees, June began grinding her hips back and forth. My fiancee's mother braced herself with both of her hands on my abdomen. 

"Oooh," she let out as she slowly swayed back and forth. "You feel amazing."

"So do you," I commented back. I enjoyed the show keeping my hands behind my head. Her soft pillowy breasts moved fluidly with her movement. Her slow motion was like watching a tide roll in and then recede. One of her hands migrated up to her breasts where she started massaging and toying with them. I reveled in the image before me. It was a beautiful sight to see the older woman grinding away at my cock. 

June moaned louder as she rolled her head back. The slow sensual motion of her rocking hips was exhilarating. I finally reached up and grabbed a hold of her ample hips. With a firm grasp, I lifted her off of my cock a couple of inches before thrusting upward into her welcoming hole and simultaneously pulling down on her hips. Thigh slapped against thigh as I deeply penetrated her. I repeated the process. A rhythm of slapping flesh echoed in the room. It was like the beat of a song and June's sounds of ecstasy were the lyrics. My repeated pounding motion was bringing me close to climax. I could tell by the volume of her cries, she was also close. Just as I felt my balls tighten for the fourth time that night, she let out a primal call. 

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she cried out. My cocked popped out of her soaking twat and erupted in several streams of sticky hot semen. My cum shot as far up as my neck and second and third streams hit my chest and stomach. My creamy load blended with June's cum as she sprayed across my face, neck, and torso. I had never been with a woman who came like June. It was extremely arousing. She collapsed forward onto my chest. The two of us laid there in bed for several minutes breathing heavily and basking in each other's touch. 

Several more minutes had passed when June rose from the bed. She walked to the bathroom door the looked back over her shoulder. Her expression asked if I was coming. I quickly rolled out of bed and followed the fifty-two year old mother into the spacious bathroom. We both stepped into the shower. June put her hands around my neck and kissed me. Our tongues once again explored each other's mouth. As we kissed she reached down and softly tugged on the hanging flesh between my legs. Even flaccid my member was long enough to hang out of her hand as she pulled up and down on the hardening flesh. I reached around with one hand and squeezed her tiny butt in my palm while I groped at her soft tit with the other. Her large breasts were a stark contrast to Melissa's medium sized perky tits. June's breasts drooped slightly from their weight, but the softness and fluidity of her double D's was something I thoroughly enjoyed. We made out in the hot steamy shower as we massaged each other's sensitive regions. I became fully erect once again when June finally turned and faced the back of the shower. She leaned forward putting both hands flat against the wall and arching her back. Her little ass wagged in my direction a she shook it. 

I didn't hesitate to line up behind her. I grabbed her hip with one hand and guided my hard pole into her waiting twat with the other. My hand made its way to the opposite hip after I slid into the wet pussy. I roughly pulled and pushed June on and off my stiff rod. My head rolled back and I closed my eyes as the water from the shower pounded my face. 

"Ungh, yeah," June let out as I vigorously pummeled into her. "Oh yeah, give it to me hard. Just like that," she added. Her moaning and shouts of pleasure intensified as I thrust into her pussy as hard as I could.

I thrust in again and again giving the older woman everything I had. I felt my balls twitch for what would be the last time that night. Her pussy muscles contracted around my shaft as she started to pull off to cum. I held her tight and shoved myself back into her one last time. Semen erupted from my cock as June cried out from the intensity of our climax. I let go and she pulled forward spraying me with her cum. Her slick juices were quickly rinsed away by the hot water. I glanced down to look at the quivering snatch and saw my hot load dribbling out of the hole my soon to be wife once came from. 

June turned around, smiled and kissed me. She grabbed the soap and started washing the remnants of our wild night of sex off of her beautifully aging body. I did the same. 

We stepped out of the shower, and I wrapped one of the hotel's plush robes around June's shoulders. We dried off and walked back into the bedroom. 

"That was everything I'd hoped it would be," June said. "Melissa is a lucky woman."

"You are an amazing woman, June," I replied. She leaned forward and kissed me again, then, picked up her underwear and the robe she had worn to my room. 

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she walked to the door. Just before she opened it, she blew me a kiss over her shoulder. A moment later she was gone. I sat down on the bed and started to lay down. The lock on the door buzzed and it opened. 

"You sly mother fucker," Jerry said as he walked into the room. "Literally! I can't believe you fucked Melissa's mom."I stood up, alarmed by his entrance and comment.

"What?" I replied trying to hide the truth. "Why would you say that?"

"I heard you banging the lady through the door. I came back twenty minutes ago, but I didn't come into the room. I've been sitting down the hall waiting to see who it was," he told me. "That's pretty sleazy." He paused then said, "I like it." I pinched the bridge of my nose. I had been caught for the second time tonight. 

"You gotta keep this quiet, dude," I commanded. 

"You know me, bro. My lips are sealed," he confirmed. "One condition though. You gotta tell me about that sweet M.I.L.F." I smiled and told Jerry the story of what happened. I left out the parts about Felicity. I didn't want to give away all of my secrets. 

The next day, I got married to my beautiful wife, Melissa. Her sister and mother sat in the front row as we said our vows and finally, kissed at the end. I will always love my wife, but I have never regretted what I did with June or Felicity.



Kid Sister: Spa Retreat



Authors note: This is the third story I have written with these characters. If you have not read "Kid Sister" or the Sequal "Kid Sister: Mother In-law," I recommend you read it first. This story gives a little background on the characters, but not much detail. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you like it, or not, please rate it and leave a comment. I welcome constructive feedback but delete trolling or comments that just say "this sucks." Again, please rate and comment it's the only way I know if my writing is improving. 

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Flip of the Coin

My husband, Ben, is pretty special. He is everything I could have asked for in a husband. He is sweet, sensitive, he listens, he helps out around the house, he gets along with my family, and, on top of all that, he has a really big dick. Sex with Ben is intense. He always gets me off one way or another. We met in college, and after dating for a couple of years, he proposed. 

That year, for spring break, we flew across the country to visit my mom and kid sister, Felicity. I wanted to tell them the news in person and let them meet Ben for the first time. They all got along really well. 

The weekend before we were going to fly back for school, I took an over night spa trip with my mom. I felt bad leaving Ben to fend for himself, but I had not had a chance to spend time with my mom in several months. He told me to go, reminding me he that had work to do. 

My mom and I left early Friday morning and headed to this fancy hotel and spa. The trip would take about an hour, so we had plenty of time to dish. 

"So, what do you think?" I asked my mom as I drove down the road.

"About what?" she asked. She had a coy look on her face like she knew exactly what I had been asking her, but wanted to give me a hard time. 

"About Ben," I replied looking briefly at her. 

She smiled before saying, "He is a sexy piece of ass."

"Mom!" I exclaimed. "You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do. He seems like a sweet boy," she said. "I'm glad you have found someone special. Now, tell me. Is he good in the sack?" My mom's sly smile returned. 

I gave her a scolding look that turned into a giggle, then, a smile. I finally answered, "He is amazing. He knows exactly how to get me off every time we have sex. I've never been with a guy that could do that."

"What about his...,"my mom stopped using words and finished her question by pointing at her crotch. I was taken aback by the question.

"Mom!" I said in a surprised tone. "Why does that matter?"

"I'm just curious," she replied. "Come on give me the scoop."

I rolled my eyes then said, "It's really big." I held up my slender arm. "From the base, it goes up the majority of my forearm, and it's almost as big around as my wrist."

My mom's eyes went wide with surprise. "Wow," she said in a gasp. "That is quite large. I wouldn't mind getting a hold of that thing."

"Mom!" I reacted. "That's my fiancé you are talking about."

"I meant, one like that," she said trying to back pedal. I gave her a sideways look. We stopped talking about Ben and rode in silence for a little while. 

About twenty miles away from the spa retreat Mom spoke up. "Well, are you excited about our girls day out?" she asked. 

"Yeah, I'm gonna get a massage the first chance I get," I answered. 

"I'm glad you said that. I signed you up with my favorite masseuse. His name is Paulo. He is from Brazil, the tall dark and handsome type, and his accent gets me super wet," she informed me. I wanted to shout, 'Mom!' again but refrained. I was not used to hearing her talk like she had been on this particular trip. I just gave her a look and kept driving.

She ignored my look an continued, "If you pay a little extra, which I did by the way, they will give you a full body massage."

"Why do you have to pay extra? That is usually just an option." I said perplexed. 

"No when I say full, I mean full," she gestured with one hand making circles a few inches away from her large chest and the other making the same motion just above her crotch, "body massage. They will get you off in ways that you may have never experienced before. Paulo has some really nice hands, and if you're feeling adventurous, and exquisite cock."

My jaw dropped. I could not believe what my mother was saying to me. I sat silently, mouth agape, listening to her tell me about a time when Paulo had given her the time of her life. 

"...you should really give it a try," she concluded.

"Mom, are you serious," I finally said breaking my silence. "I came to visit to tell you about my engagement, and you are telling me I should cheat on Ben."

"Sweetie," she said soothingly, "it's not cheating if you pay for a sensual massage."

"I feel like Ben would see it differently," I retorted. "I cheated on him once and I felt so guilty about Ito told him. He forgave me, and I promised I wouldn't do it again." I then told her about the night I got drunk while Ben was out of town and slept with my friend and her boyfriend. 

She looked at me over the rims of her reading glasses. "Look, Mel, I want you to enjoy yourself. Don't do anything you are not comfortable doing, but I'm telling you you will regret it if you don't have a good time today. Trust me. Paulo is worth every penny I payed him to show you a good time." I merely nodded. I wasn't sure what to say. I drove the rest of the trip in silence. 

We got to the spa and hotel late in the morning and checked into our room. There was a message at the desk for me. It explained that my appointment with Paulo was at noon. I looked at my phone to see the time. I had roughly fourty minutes to settle in before heading to the spa. 

As I was leaving the room for my massage, Mom reminded me to make sure I have a good time. I shook my head and smiled giving her an, 'Oh Mom,' expression. It didn't take long to check in for my appointment. 

"Right this way," a lovely young desk attendant said as she led me back into a massage room. The room had a very relaxing motif. The walls were painted a warm green tone. Potted plants sat around the room. There was a wood and paper screen in the corner. "You can undress behind the screen. When you are ready, push this button," she told me pointing to a small red button on the end of the massage table positioned in the center of the room. "Please ask us if you need anything," The attractive woman said before leaving the room. 

I stepped behind the screen where I found a rack with empty hangers on it. I stepped out of my flip flops. Then, I pulled my T-shirt up and over my head before hanging it on one of the hangers. I added my pants to the rack after I removed them and put them neatly on a second hanger. I reached between my shoulder blades and unclasped my bra letting my full C-cup breasts free. I massaged the underside of each breast. The feeling of removing my bra always pleased me. Next, I reached down to my hips and pushed my cute black panties down before stepping out of them one foot at a time. There was a shelf on top of the rack where I nearly placed my bra and panties and retrieved a large plush towel. I wrapped the towel around my body and held it up around my chest as I stepped out into the room. I climbed up onto the table and laid down letting the towel fall to each side of the table. I relaxed on the cushioned table, pushed the red button, then, crossed my arms above my shoulders so that I could rest my face on them. 

Only a minute passed before I heard the door open. I raised my head to look at the person entering the room. Closing the door was a tall dark skinned man. He was wearing a white linen shirt that was only buttoned half way and a matching pair of white linen pants. I looked him up and down, taking in his tall, dark, and muscular form. There was a gorgeous smile on his face. 

"Hello, Melissa. I am Paulo, and I will be your masseuse this afternoon," he said in a meltingly sexy Brazilian accent. "Your mother has said many nice things about you, but none of them have truly done you justice I'm afraid." My mom was right. Looking the Brazilian man in the eyes, and listening to his voice, got my juices flowing. His bare chest looked like it had been carved out of marble. The top part of his chiseled abs were visible at the bottom most part of the opening in his shirt. I smiled at the man and his flirtatious comments. 

"Well, I can say the same for you. My mom told me you were handsome, but I was not expecting you to look this good, Paulo," I finally replied. My eyes had made their way to his crotch where they had locked in on his enormous package. The light weight cloth did little to hide the shaft of his cock running down his left pant leg. The head of his penis clearly outlined a few inches above his knee. I had never seen one that big before. He chuckled bringing me out of my trance. I can't tell you how long I had been starring, but Paulo remained professional and stepped over to the table. 

"Just lay your head down and I'll take good care of you," he said. He began by pulling the towel up until the bottom was just below where my curvy butt met my smooth thighs. Then, he folded the towel over a couple of times. The full length of my tanned body was exposed except for the majority of my ass. The very top of my crack would have peeked out from under the towel. 

Paulo silently applied a massage oil to my back and began kneading away every ounce of stress in my body. His large powerful hands worked the oil into my skin. I let out a moan and clapped my hand to my mouth surprised by how much it sounded like I was having sex. 

"No, no. It's okay. It means I'm doing well," he said trying to ease my embarrassment. He squeezed the top of my hips and pushed his thumbs into my lower back and began to slide them up my spine. His fingers remained on my side as he made the trip up my back. His soft, yet strong fingers just barely caressed the side of my boobs before he made it to my shoulders. I my whole body tingled and I shuddered, but only barely, from his touch. He worked at my back and shoulders, rib cage and hips for several minutes. It was as though I was sinking into oblivion. It felt so good.

My heart skipped when he stopped. I thought my time was up, but I was pleased when I felt oil being spread onto my thighs and calves. Paulo worked each leg individually with both hands. His technique was unmatched by any masseuse I had ever been to. A spark of electricity coursed through my body as his hands grew close to the top of my leg for the first time. I wanted him to keep going. Reach under the towel and touch me places that he shouldn't. My heart was racing when I felt the slightest graze of his finger on my labia. As quickly as he touched me it went away. His hands were back to the bottom of the other leg working their way up my calf. I could feel the juices leaking out of my pussy as he approached the promised land once more, but, just like the first leg, all I got was a simple graze then it was gone. 

I looked back over my shoulder at the Brazilian man making a second pass at my legs. I opened my mouth to speak but my head fell back into my resting forearms and another moan escaped. I didn't try to hide it this time. I just let it go. His hands felt so good on my skin. His fingers were just about to reach the top of my leg. It was coming. His gentle touch on my dripping pussy was mere moments away. Inch by agonizing inch he worked the muscle in my thigh. Just as he was going to graze me in the most sensitive of spots, he stopped and moved back to the bottom of the other leg. I exhaled. I had not realized I had been holding my breath. I looked back over my shoulder. Paulo's radiant smile was a stark contrast to his dark skin. He knew what he was doing. He knew he had grazed me the first two times and now he left me wanting more. 

Popping my head up again, I looked back over my shoulder and said, "My mom said something about a full body massage," I emphasized the word full. "She said that she paid a little extra for the full treatment." I stressed the word full once more. 

"Sure thing," he replied in his gorgeous accent. His beautiful smile telling me that he was just waiting for me to ask. "Go ahead and lay back down. I will take care of it." I followed his directions. He had never stopped working my leg while I had turned to speak with him. He continued up the back of my knee, then, onto my toned thigh. It was coming again. The building tension of his approaching touch was driving me crazy. "Just breath," he said. I let out the breath I had been holding and took in another, resuming my normal breathing. When Paulo reached the place where my leg hit my thigh, he cupped the bottom of both ass cheek and rubbed oil into the covered skin. The towel rode up onto my lower back as he worked the massage oil onto my now exposed flesh. One hand left my ass just before I felt a warm stream of oil begin to draw circles on my bubbly ass. When he had applied enough oil his hands resumed. The strong dark hands kneaded the muscles in my butt and hips. The best part of my ass massage was when he started to rub his thumbs across my ass hole. Spreading my butt cheeks apart, Paulo ran a gentle thumb over the sensitive skin between them. I let out a slow groan of pleasure as the man worked his magic on me. His touch continued for another several minutes. Each time his thumb grazed my puckered hole he depressed slightly, teasing that he might enter. 

On the sixth or seventh pass I muttered under my breath, "Please, do it." I had not meant to say that out loud, but I had, and without a word, Paulo obliged. On the next pass, his thick thumb slowly and effortlessly pushed into my ass. I groaned louder as he slid in and out still massaging my ass and thigh with his other hand. I felt my body quiver, and like a cat, my ass slowly rose into the air. I slid my knees up underneath my abdomen but left my torso where it was creating a sensual arch in my back. I began to rock back into his thumb slowly. I could feel the juices running down my oiled thighs. I couldn't stand it anymore. I reached back with one of my hands and came up underneath my pussy. I began quickly rubbing my clit. 

"No. No, let me," Paulo said reaching between my legs with his free hand. I pushed my torso up into the air and stood on all fours on the table. It was like I was a dog at the vet, but I didn't care. My full tits hung below my chest exposed to anyone who wanted to see. I let out a stuttering moan as he finally touched my pussy. His long fingers penetrated my hole while his thumb continued to slide in and out of my ass. I was so hot, so wet, and so horny that he stroked my pussy three times before I came. My whole body shuddered as my climax hit me. I collapsed forward making an egg shape with my body. I could not control the sounds I was making. 

"Go ahead and lay on your back," he told me after I had been curled up for a moment. It took me a moment to get my bearings, but I managed to roll over. The towel had fallen to the floor, so I laid there completely exposed. It didn't really matter since the man had just fingered me to an orgasm that completely blew my mind. He put more oil on me, applying it to the front of my legs and my torso. 

He started with my chest, massaging the oil into my skin, playfully avoiding my breasts. That ended quickly as the large hands each cupped my medium sized mounds of flesh. The movement of his hands was perfect. He knew exactly how to make me drip with excitement. He rolled my small, hard nipples between his oiled thumbs and forefingers. He got me good and worked up. This man was a god among men. Every touch, every caress was placed with extreme accuracy to deliver the optimum amount of pleasure. Then, just like that, he stopped. 

His hands moved to my ankles, working my legs once more. The dark man worked his way up past my knee and onto my thigh. I instinctually spread my legs apart enough to expose my pussy. A small thin strip of pubic hair pointed the way to my waiting pink mound. He didn't tease me this time. His strong hands tag teamed me. One hand pinched the sides of my labia and rubbed them together before spreading them apart revealing the small hooded button within them. Paulo's second hand came from the top where he gently played with my clit. It only took a couple of minutes for him to bring me to my second climax. 

"Oh god!" I yelled once again clapping my hands over my mouth. What if someone outside had heard? 

"It's okay we have the rooms soundproofed. We wouldn't want your privacy to be compromised," he comforted me once again. 

He had completely massaged my entire body and fingered me to two orgasms. I trembled all over. Laying on my back I had a good view of Paulo from the mid thigh up. The head of his cock disappeared just below my line of sight. 

"Are there any problem areas I missed?" He asked. 

I closed my eyes shook my head without speaking. He had definitely done a fantastic job. Then the devil on my shoulder started putting bad ideas in my head. I really wanted to see that thing in his pants. It was bigger than any other cock I had ever seen. 

"Well, if there is nothing else," he said bowing his head toward me. "I will leave the room to you. You may stay as long as you need. This room is paid for for another hour or so." He started to the door. 

"Wait, wait," I blurted out giving in to my demons, "There is one spot, but it's pretty deep. I'm not sure you can reach it with you fingers." A sly smile curled up on my face. 

"Oh really?" He asked. "You may be surprised by the tools that I have at my disposal." 

"That's good," I said coyly playing along, "because the deepest part of my pussy needs some work. Your fingers just never got there."

"Perhaps this will work," the Brazilian said untying the draw string on his pants. His large hands pushed the waistband of his linen pants down past his thighs. Inch by inch of his massive shaft was revealed to me. It hung there like one of those giant black dildos you would see in porn shops. For whatever reason, it was darker than the rest of him. The dark brown rod came into full view as his pants hit the floor. I starred wide eyed at the thick vein-covered cock that hung against his leg. The head was only a slightly paler skin than the rest.

"Can I touch it," I finally asked. Paulo nodded and walked forward stepping out of the pants now crumpled on the floor. I reached out and wrapped my dainty fingers around the shaft just below the head. It wasn't even hard! My mind raced imagining this thing growing longer and thicker. I lifted it up perpendicular to his torso. I felt the pulsing in his veins begin. The shaft began to solidify it didn't really get thicker or longer, but it didn't have to in order to be impressive. I let go of his member and slipped off the table. 

"Go ahead an lose the shirt. I need to get your tool lubricated," I said lowering to my knees. Taking the monster in both hands, I kissed the tip of his cock. Then licked at it twice before putting the head into my mouth. Just the head filled my whole mouth. I had no room to go down. I forced myself forward taking in another half inch or so before I gagged and pulled back. I tried again making just as much progress as before. My gag reflex forced me back again. This time large globs of saliva trailed out of my mouth. I spit on the top side of his shaft and started working it into his shaft with both hands. I returned to sucking on his cock head as I massaged the masseuse's large rod. I worked on his package for a minute or so until his cock was slick with my spit. 

"That should work," I said standing up again. 

"Sit on the table," he directed. I wasn't going to argue. I hopped back up onto the cushioned table top and leaned back on my hands. My knees dangled of the edge. A swift motion from the Brazilian and my legs were up in the air, and my ass was on the edge of the table. The balls of my feet rested on the tall man's shoulders as he gripped his cock midway up the shaft. 




Kid Sister: Spa Retreat



"Surely this will reach your problem area," he said. I only nodded, holding my breath waiting for him to enter me. His large cock head pressed against my wet pussy only briefly before pushing past the initial pop of my labia. I couldn't hold the gasp and cry of sheer ecstasy in as I felt his vein-ribbed pole impale me inch by inch. I threw my head back moaning with every moment of his progress. He reached the back of my pussy. I looked down and saw the second half of his shaft still in his hand. My eyes widened again at the sight. I had never seen so much cock. He pulled back before driving back in again. 

"Oh my god. It's so much," I said after his third drive to my back wall. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed as he backed out. 

He smiled his bright smile and kept going. He pounded away at my pussy driving all the way back with each thrust. Each time he drove in, his thumb pressed into my clit making the sensation that much more pleasurable. 

"Oh god. Are you gonna cum?" I asked between shouts of ecstasy. He shook his head. 

"No. I don't cum with customers. It's all about you," he told me as his pace slowed. I looked up. At the smiling man. 

"In that case, I want it on my chest. I want your load on my tits," I told him. Paulo smiled. 

"If that's what you want," he replied. He thrust deep into my hole again returning to his quick pace. Paulo's every thrust sent shivers through my body. I felt my climax coming for the third time. 

"Oh fuck. Yeah. Fuck. Like that. Oh fuck yeah like that. Ohhhhh!" I yelled. I couldn't stop trembling as a full orgasm rocked my body. His pounding continued through my climax bringing him closer to his. I couldn't take it any more and I had to stop him. The feeling was too intense to keep going. 

I slipped off the table and knelt on the floor again. Paulo angled his long hose toward my face and chest. He held the shaft firmly in the middle with one hand and began vigorously stroking the end of his cock with the other. He started to grunt in a primal fashion as his hand worked his giant cock head. He started to groan. Paulo's voice began to crescendo as his balls tightened and flinched. A hot stream of white cream erupted from his dick, showering my chin and neck. The next pulse of semen hit my chest dousing my right breast in his seed. The third blast hit my left. A fourth stream hit me again. It seemed like it wouldn't end as a fifth and sixth blast landed on my chest with the rest of Paulo's hot cum. The seventh and eighth shot were very weak and the ninth pulse of cum dribbled down the head of the monster cock. He shook his cock and gave it one more squeeze. The last remnant of his jizz flicked off onto the floor. He let go of the massive rod and it fell to his leg slapping against his thigh loudly. 

"Was that good enough?" He asked. "I like to make sure the whole experience is enjoyable to my customers."

"It was exceptional," I said rising to my feet. I had brought the towel from the floor with me, so that I could wipe myself clean. Paulo bent over to pick up his linen pants. He stepped into the pants and pulled them up to his waist before tying the draw string. I had been so mesmerized by Paulo's magnificent cock that I missed his chiseled eight pack and smooth muscular chest. 

"Wow, you are gorgeous," I said wiping the sticky cum off of my chest and neck. 

"Thank you. You are very beautiful as well," he told me as he pulled his shirt onto his shoulders. His nimble fingers began buttoning the bottom most buttons. "Do you need me to do anything else for you before I go?"

"No. You were amazing, Paulo," I replied. He bowed his head and left the room. I finished wiping his seed from my body and stepped back behind the screen where my clothes hung. I got dressed and left the room. I felt lighter than air as I walked back up to my hotel room. 

As the elevator door opened on my floor, it hit me. I had cheated on Ben again. The guilt washed over me, and I started to think about how I had promise to never screw around on him ever again. Tears were welling in my eyes by the time I reached the door to my room. 

"What's wrong, Mel?" my mom asked as I walked into the room. My emotions were written all over my streaking face. I ran to her and threw my arms around her neck. 

"I screwed up," I said crying into her shoulder. "I got into it in the moment and didn't stop myself, but now I feel so shitty."

"So you did the full body massage with Paulo, and you feel guilty?" She asked in a concerned tone. 

I backed away from my mom and sat down on the bed. "No I let him fuck me," I shouted not realizing how loud I was talking or the language I was using. "I got caught up in my lust when I saw his enormous cock, and I let him fuck me." 

Mom sat down next to me. She said, "Look, sweetie, you are not the first woman to lust after Paulo's magnificent penis, his beautiful smile, or chiseled body. Don't let it eat at you. It's just sex. There is no love behind that."

I snorted back my tears and wiped my eyes. I had to get over it because I wasn't going to be able to tell Ben. If I did, he would break it off with me. 

"You just have to get over it," she said. "I'm sorry you feel guilty about it, but do you feel guilty when you use a vibrator?"

"Mom, my vibrator doesn't cum on my tits," I said looking at her directly in the eyes.

"Oh really. You did that?" She asked surprised. "Wasn't it the most amazing load of cum you've ever seen?" She asked with a smile on her face. 

I laughed along with her and said, "It was pretty marvelous. I've never seen one that big or seen that much cum." Laughing about it made me feel better. 

"Let's get lunch. Hop in the shower and get all the oil off of you," she directed. I nodded and got cleaned up. 

After lunch we took a walk on the grounds before coming back to the room for a nap. 

I woke up around three in the afternoon. Mom was not in the room there was a note on the bedside table. 

"Gone to the sauna to relax. Join me when you wake up. Love, Mom," the note said. I sat up and stretched. I checked my phone and sent Ben a message. I rose from the bed and changed into my swim suit before donning a plush hotel robe. 

I found the sauna easily. I hung my robe up, grabbed a towel, and stepped inside as I wrapped up in the towel. Mom was sitting against the far wall, also wrapped in a towel, talking to a couple of young guys. They looked roughly my age. Mom waved me over. 

"Melissa, this is Phil," she said gesturing to the dark haired guy to her right, "and this is Vince," she continued directing me toward the lighter haired one. "They are here with Phil's parents on vacation. They are from Kansas. Phil and Vince are both going to be graduating from high school in a few months. 

I had misjudged their age. What appeared to be two twenty something guys, was actually, two eighteen year old kids. 

'They sure make them different than they used to,' I thought to myself. I walked over and sat down Phil stuck his hand out. I took it and he shook my hand. Vince reached across my mom to do the same. I politely shook his hand as well. 

"It's nice to meet you both," I said giving my mom a sideways glance, wondering what she was doing. 

"We were just telling June about our scholarship offers to play baseball," Vince explained. "I'm the number one shortstop in the state of Kansas," he bragged. 

"And I hold the record for most home runs in a single season at our school," Phil added. It was cute watching the two young boys try and out brag one another. It was cute, because it wouldn't get them anywhere. At least that's what I thought. 

"I think I'm gonna go swim, Mom," I said calmly. I was not really interested in sitting in a sweat box with two hormonal teenage boys while they fought to impress my mom and me. "I think I'm just not in the sauna mood."

"Oh sweetie, that sounds nice. I think it's about time I got out of here too. I have been in here for twenty minutes already," she replied. "It was nice talking with you boys. Good luck with finals."

"Maybe we will see you later," Vince said. 

"It was nice meeting you, Melissa," Phil said. 

"Yeah. It was nice meeting you, Melissa," Vince added. I smiled and waved as I walked out of the sauna. 

"What are you doing?" I asked my mom as she stepped out behind me. "They are Felicity's age. You could be their mom," I ranted. 

"Oh don't get your panties in a wad," she retorted. "I was just having some fun. It's nice to have young men fawning over me. At least they were, 'til you came in, but no hard feelings." I shrugged and walked to the pool shaking my head. 

The indoor pool was awesome. The shallow end of the pool just gradually sloped down into the water like it was a beach. There were no steps or ladders anywhere around it. The other end was decorated with a gorgeous stone waterfall. I took off my towel and draped it on a chair. For whatever reason, there was no one at the pool. I straightened my halter bikini top and matching bottom, then, I waded out into the cool water. Mom just sat down in a lounge chair, stretched out, and pulled out her phone. I dove forward into the water and swam to the deep end. When I came up, I looked back to my mom. Once again, she was talking to the two boys from the sauna. I just shook my head. 

After swimming back and forth in the deep end for about fifteen minutes, I swam back to the faux shore. My mom had taken the towel off. Her extremely fit body exposed to the ogling teens. They were not very good at hiding their thoughts of my mother. Her large natural breasts laid flat on her chest, but were held in place by the supportive bikini top she wore. 

"You have a good swim?" Mom asked. The two boys turned their heads to look at me. Phil, quite visibly, scanned me up and down, while Vince just stared at my chest. 

"Yeah it was fine," I said as I dried my long brown hair. When I had sufficiently wrung out my hair I quickly wrapped the towel around my slender figure. It was a bit uncomfortable being exposed to the leering teenagers. 

"I'm gonna go shower off and change for dinner. Don't forget our reservation is for six," I said directly to my mom. 

She waved me off before saying, "It's fine. I'll be up in a bit." I shook my head at the older woman as I walked away. I just let my mom revel in the attention she was getting. There was no reason to spoil her fun. 

Showering felt nice. I let the hot water wash away the chlorine on my skin and in my hair. I used a soft loofa to lather my body. When I rinsed off, I washed my hair. The water felt great running down my face and chest. I stepped out and dried off, before massaging lotion into my skin. 

I walked out into the room naked and grabbed a skimpy pair of panties out of my bag. I stepped into them one leg at a time. I looked at my butt in the mirror. The shiny red material of my favorite underwear looked great hugging my cheeks. I grabbed my favorite dress off a hanger in the closet. It was a navy blue halter dress. I didn't put on a bra before stepping into the dress and pulling the straps over my head. The deep back almost reached my ass and the front dove down into my cleavage. I adjusted the straps of the dress so that my tits looked good. I ran my hands from my abdomen down the front of my thighs, smoothing the fabric of my tight short dress. I put my hair up into a cute ponytail and styled a bump just above my forehead. I applied make-up and smiled at myself in the mirror. I felt like a million bucks and looked like it too. 

"Damn, girl! You look good," My mom said walking into the room. "Give me half an hour and I'll be ready for dinner."

"Well, I'm gonna go down to the bar and grab a drink. You can join me when you're done," I informed her. I turned to my mom just in time to see her take off her bikini top and throw it on her bed. Her large breasts hung beautifully on her chest. Mom bent forward as she lowered her swim suit bottom to the floor. Her tits swayed with the motion. 

"Well, don't get drunk without me," she said stepping into the bathroom. 

I didn't say anything. I just walked out of the room. The ride down the elevator was peaceful until the door opened and Phil and Vince were standing there. I rolled my eyes as the two stood their gawking at me. 

"You look nice," Vince said. His eyes locked on my cleavage. 

"I agree you look hot," Phil added staring at my silky legs. The two boys stepped into the elevator. I tugged the hem of my skirt trying to make it longer, but I couldn't make the fabric magically extend below the middle of my thigh. 

The door opened, and I could not get out of the elevator fast enough. The two boys followed me to the bar. 

"Let us buy you a drink," Vince said. 

"You aren't old enough to buy me a drink," I said. The expression on my face said, 'go away.'

"Oh come on. We can pay for your drink. Just give us a chance," Phil said. 

Regardless of the fact that they wouldn't get anywhere, it wouldn't hurt to let them pay for a few rounds. 

"Fine," I said coldly. The three of us sat down at the bar. I ordered a martini and the boys ordered sodas. I quickly downed the martini as I listened to them continue to talk about how athletic they were. I ordered a second round and told the bar tender to keep them coming. It was going to take a large amount of alcohol to tolerate the two of them. 

Five drinks in and I was feeling pretty lose. It was clearly the alcohol, but Phil and Vince were both becoming more interesting with each drink. I began to look past their ridiculous personalities and notice how handsome they both were. I could tell why my mom was acting the way she was. I had gotten pretty inebriated when my mom showed up. 

"Our table is ready, sweetie," she said putting a hand on my shoulder. I turned back toward her and smiled. She was wearing a pretty red dress with a white lacy shawl. Her hair was done up in a neat bun and her smile lit up her face. I stood to walk to the table with her, but slipped on one of my heels. I could barely stand. My mom closed her eyes and shook her head. She knew that I had drank too much. 

"Let's go back up to the room and order room service," she said in a caring motherly tone. She looked at Phil. "Would you be a doll, and help me get her to our room?"

Phil an Vince both nodded. I put an arm around each of the boys shoulders and we started toward the elevator. 

They helped me to the bed and I sat down, kicking off my shoes. 

"If you want I can order you two some food. You can eat with us," Mom offered. 

"No thanks. We are supposed to meet up with my parents in the restaurant at the same time your reservation was for," Phil said politely. 

"Well if you want to come up after for dessert you are more than welcome," she told them. She walked them to the door. When she walked back to my bed, she looked me up and down. 

"I guess we got all dressed up for nothing," I said pulling the straps to my dress up and over my head. I fell back into the bed, my breasts falling to either side of my chest, before wiggling the dress down my hips and off my thighs. The dress slid down my calves and onto the floor. I laid on the bed in nothing but my favorite red panties, watching the room spin. I had over done it on the martinis. 

"It's okay, sweetie. We can just order room service and watch a movie," Mom said comfortingly. She threw me a soft T-shirt and cotton shorts from my bag. I threw my legs up in the air and slipped the shorts over my feet. I'm sure that it looked as graceful as it felt, my legs awkwardly bent above my pelvis trying to pull the shorts down my legs and over my hips and ass. When I finally got them on, I sat up and pulled the shirt on over my head. My mom had just removed her dress and was hanging it in the closet. 

"Can you get mine?" I asked pitifully. Mom walked over and bent down to pick up my navy dress. "Thank you," I said as she walked over to the closet. It was at that moment that I realized my mom was completely nude. She had not been wearing any underwear with her dress. 

"Why are you going commando, Mom?" I asked. 

"It makes me feel sexy," she replied, putting on a T-shirt and shorts similar to mine. "I like feeling young and sexy even though I'm not anymore. 

"Mom, you're crazy if you don't think you are sexy. You may be the hottest fifty-one year old woman I have ever seen. Those kids were falling all over themselves talking to you, and the bulges in their swim trunks was proof to me that you are sexy. 

"That's sweet," was all she said. 

We ordered food and watched a movie. The bottle of wine my mom ordered, helped keep me feeling good the rest of our evening. The credits to the movie were rolling when there was a knock at the door. 

"Oh look it's the boys," Mom said a little too loudly as she opened the door. I laughed as the three of them stepped into the room. Mom and I were quite drunk. 

"We just came up for the dessert you offered," Phil said his eyes locking on me. 

"I'm sorry, we ate it already. We weren't paying attention," Mom said pouting. "I'll make it up to you." She threw her arms around Phil's neck and pressed her lips against his. He didn't fight as he kissed her back. She reached out to Vince an broke her lip lock with Phil to plant a kiss on Vince. He, too, did nothing to stop her. In fact, he put his arms around her back and grabbed her small toned ass. Her eyebrows arched as his strong hands squeezed. Phil smiled and put his hands on her waist. Mom turned her head to kiss Phil. I watched in my drunken state as the two eighteen year old boys made out with my mom. 

I felt an unfathomable amount of surprise, when, she reached down and grabbed both of their crotches in each hand. Vince lifted his hand before slipping it into her shorts an grabbing her bare ass. Phil reached under the hem of her shirt and began kneading at her large pillowy breasts. 

I started to feel the tingle in my crotch I always felt when I was horny. I reached between my legs and pushed my fingers against my shorts, rubbing at my pussy. My mom backed up from the boys and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. The two boys eyes both widened at my mom's naked breasts. The full double D tits drooped slightly, but were beautiful just the same. She reached out and grabbed the back of each boy's head and pulled them into her chest. 

"Come to Mamma," she said as the two teens opened their mouths and each took a nipple between their lips. Their inexperience showed as they kissed her tits. I felt my juices soaking through the silky red fabric of my panties and into the cotton of my shorts. I finally pushed the leg of my shorts and the crotch of my panties to the side and began rubbing my pink button directly. 

Mom had turned the boys around. She sat down on the foot of my bed and one at a time was undoing their belts and pants. Both of their erections were fully pressing against their boxers when two sets of jeans hit the floor. With each hand, Mom pulled the young cocks out of the holes in their underwear. 

Vince's cock was the typical average dick, probably five and a half or six inches long. It wasn't all that thick, but it looked like it would get the job done. Phil's on the other hand, was only about four inches, but it was proportionately bigger around than any cock I'd ever seen. 

Mom tugged at each of the cocks in her hand. The two boys couldn't take their eyes off my mom. After a minute or two of tugging at their members, she leaned over toward Vince and sucked his whole cock into her mouth like it was nothing. I watched Mom bob forward and backward on the average sized cock while continuing to jerk of the small fat one. Then, just like that, she switched. The two boys groaned as she serviced them. 

I had had no clue my mom was like that. I couldn't help but moan a little as I played with my self. Mom stopped what she was doing and turned around to see what the sound was. 




Kid Sister: Spa Retreat



"Get over here. Give me a hand. There's enough for us to share," she said. The devil on my shoulder came back and told me to just do it. Once again I listened. I crawled across the bed and lined up in front of Phil. Mom let go and gave Vince her full attention his hands moving to the back of her head to pull her onto his cock each time she backed up. 

The short cock disappeared into my hand as I wrapped my fingers around it. My mom's saliva made it slide easily in my palm. I opened my mouth wide and drove forward. I put my hand on the bed with the other, where I sucked the young boy's cock. I was on my hands and knees for the second time that day. He followed the lead of his friend and grabbed the back of my head with both hands. Despite the length, his cock filled my mouth and just reached the back of my throat. Each thrust made me gag slightly. Spit began to run out of my mouth as Phil drove his cock into it. His pace quickened, pounding away at my sloppy face. Huge globs of saliva dripped off my chin while even more rolled down my neck. The experience was not all that enjoyable, but I did not stop him. I could feel the fat little cock begin to spasm. He was going to cum. 

I started to back up, but he pulled my head onto his cock hard and held it there as his load erupted into my mouth. Stream after stream coated the back of my throat as he held my head firmly against his pelvis. I had to swallow in order to keep from choking. I reached up to his hips to push away, but he did not give. The last of his seed dribbled out just before he released me. I sat back on my heels and started coughing. My eyes watered and my make-up streaked down my cheeks. I lifted the hem of my T-shirt to my face wiping away the spit and tears. 

Phil smiled as he pushed his boxers down to the floor. He bent over and grabbed a small square out of his jeans and ripped it in half. The ring of rubber became visible in his hands just before he slipped the condom onto his fat short cock. He crawled onto the bed, knees first, and leaned in to kiss me. I was too drunk to stop him and weakly kissed back. I scooted back onto the bed to make room for the bumbling teen. 

I lifted my ass off the bed and pushed my shorts and panties down my hips. I awkwardly slipped them off my feet and dropped them on the floor beside the bed. I laid back onto my pillow as the young boy centered himself between my legs. Using one hand to brace himself on the bed and the other to guide his cock, he pushed into my slick pussy. The girth of his cock was somewhat pleasurable. He drove in and out of me pumping is hips up and down. I looked over his shoulder as my mom was sliding a condom onto Vince's average sized rod. She stood and turned around to face me, putting her ass in the air and her hands on the bed. Vince positioned himself behind her and grabbed one of her hips with his right hand. The left grasped her other hip after he had lined up with her hole and shoved in. Mom's huge tits swung forward with every thrust. She began to moan and groan with pleasure as Vince pounded away at her hot cunt.

"That feel good?" Phil asked me as I realized he was still going. 

"Oh yeah right there," I moaned. "Gimmie that fat cock," I added. I hoped he would finish soon, so this could be over. My drunken state kept me going. 

Despite their inexperience, both Vince and Phil, were giving it their best. Mom seemed to be enjoying herself. I decided, if I was going to do this, I would make the most of it.

"Here, get on your back," I directed. "Let me take the lead."

"Okay," was all he said as he rolled off of me and onto his back. I sat up and pulled my shirt over my head. I threw it on the floor with my shorts, then, straddle him backwards facing Vince and my mom. This gave Phil a good view of my fantastic ass. I reached between our legs and took hold of his stout cock. I pointed it upward. When his thick cock head entered my wet hole, I let go and sat all the way down onto his pelvis. I began quickly bouncing up and down barely coming off of his lap each time. My C cup tits bounced a little each time. 

I felt his hands take hold of my curvy hips. I loved the feel of his strong hands gripping hard into the flesh just below my waist. Despite being on top, I felt like he was in control. I played with one of my bouncing tits as the young boy fucked me. I massaged my clit with the other hand and let out a loud moan. The thick cock rubbed against the inner walls of my cunt. 

"Yeah! Fuck that Pussy," Vince yelled at his friend as he continued to pound away at my mom. Mom let out a loud moan of pleasure. 

I could feel my climax building. I threw my self forward onto my hands and began grinding into his crotch hard. My pussy moved ever so slightly off his cock then right back on with each pelvic movement. Grinding on his short cock was actually going to make me cum and I worked for it. Phil slapped my ass. I shouted then laughed coyly. 

"Is that all you got?," I asked. "Gimmie more." He slapped my other ass cheek harder. "Oh yeah like that. Ooh. That fat cock is gonna make me cum," I told him in a sultry tone. 

"Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. Fuck yeah!" Mom called out. "Fuck my sloppy pussy with that young cock!" 

Vince pounded harder. Then yelled, "I'm gonna cum!"

"Yeah, baby. Cum with me!" Mom enticed the young guy. "Fill me up!"

Vince let out a primal grunt as he pumped a couple more times. His face made it obvious that he came. My mom screamed loudly. Her face gave me the opposite impression. She hadn't cum, but I could tell she was having fun. I felt the quivering feeling reach its peak as my entire body trembled. Phil's cock began to pulse, blowing his load into the rubber. At the same moment, I moaned loudly and came. I collapsed onto the bed his little dick popping out of my pussy. The popping sensation made me quiver again. I breathlessly rolled over onto my back, laying parallel to Phil with my head at the foot of the bed and his at the top. 

I looked back my eyes almost rolling back into my rad to watch Vince pulling his pants back up. I looked down toward Phil. He was standing up and moving toward his clothes. 

"That was amazing. You ladies sure no how to have a good time," Vince said. 

"If you are ever in Kansas, look us up. We can have some more fun," said Phil, tucking his shirt into his pants. 

"Sure thing, honey," my mom replied. 

I didn't speak. I just let the awkward moment pass. I had done it again. I was drunk and I fucked some kid. That realization was a bit sobering. I sat up and grabbed the bottle of wine when the boys walked out of the room. I tipped it into the air drinking big gulps of wine. I wanted to forget it. Not because it was bad sex. The sex was fine. I had to face Ben the next morning and not say anything about the two dicks that had been inside me. I felt bad. Ben was at my mom's house, probably alone, working on his paper, and I was an hour away fucking a giant cocked Brazilian man and a fat cocked teenager. The wine would help and I'd have to get over it. 

When we got home, Ben was sleeping. He told me that he had taken a break and gone to a party with Felicity and that he had had a good time. I was glad that he had not been working all night. 

I can't say I'm perfect, but I love my Husband. I haven't ever told him about what actually happened at the spa and I don't think I ever will. It'll just have to be my secret.



Kid Sister



When I got back, Felicity was sitting on the couch with a seat saved for me. 

"Here you go," I said handing the plastic cup to her. I sat down and downed my drink quickly, the liquid cooling my core as it went down. Felicity quickly drank her cup as well. The liquor went to my head, so when Felicity leaned over and started kissing me, I didn't stop her. She ran her hands across my abs and chest as our tongues explored each other's mouths. I pulled her closer with a firm hand on her narrow hip. Her hand made its way up to my jaw, as she kissed me deeply. 

The make out session got heavier as she mounted my lap and ground her crotch into my full on erection. She moaned in pleasure as we continued kissing. 

Felicity slipped back onto my thighs, reached under her lacy skirt with both hands, and got hold of my waistband and zipper. Her deft hands quickly dropped the zipper and reached into my pants and the opening in my boxers to loose my thick cock. With her small hand wrapped around the shaft, she looked into my eyes and bit her bottom lip. A wild look in her gorgeous eyes let me know she was surprised by the size of my rod. She leaned back in and we kissed some more as she pulled up and down on my dick hidden beneath her skirt. I put my hands under her skirt and firmly squeezed her perfect ass. I kneaded the smooth flesh in my palms enjoying every minute. I let out groans here and there as she worked my member. 

After several minutes, I brought one of my hands around front and began pushing on her button with my thumb through her panties. Felicity started to rock forward against my thumb shuttering with every thrust. I worked her button for several minutes before she leaned forward and put her mouth right next to my ear. 

"I'm gonna cum," she whispered. Then, she gave my ear a sexy nibble before moaning very loudly into my ear. She collapsed against my chest as my touch sent her over board. Her loud moaning was drowned out by the music to everyone but me and the other couple on the couch, but they didn't seem to care. 

"We have to get out of here," I urgently said into her ear as I reached down and tucked my cock back in my pants. 

"Yeah," she panted. "I need you. Right now."

Felicity hopped up off my lap and took my hands, pulling me off the couch. I figured we were going to head to the car so that we could go home, but apparently that would take too long. She turned and led me up the stairs. Felicity turned around at the top of the stairs and started kissing me again leading the way backwards down a hall. We bust through the door to, what I assumed was, Tiffany's parents' room. Felicity pulled my shirt up and over my head, so I followed suit and took her shirt off as well. Her small mounds were topped with perfect little nipples. I rolled one of them between my thumb and fore finger as she backed up to the bed. 

Felicity fell backwards into the bed, her legs on either side of my thighs. Reaching between her legs, she fumbled with my belt. I let my pants hang open and reached under her skirt to grab the waistband of her panties. Felicity bucked her crotch into the air so I could slide the garment down and around her ass. 

I scooped both her legs up onto my shoulder and pulled her to the edge of the bed as I knelt down on the floor. This put me at eye level with her bald twat. I dove right in lapping at the young pussy. Melissa's younger sister bucked up into my mouth moaning with every lick. Her sweet juices poured out as I pleasured her. I felt her nubile body shuddering as she approached her climax. 

"Don't stop! Don't stop! Oh God! Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Like that! Like that!" she cried out. Just before letting out a primal scream of ecstasy. Felicity's body shook all over as the climax rippled through her small frame. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and looked down at me. 

"That was amazing," she said. "I've never cum so hard from someone going down on me."

"It's an acquired skill," I said standing up. Felicity pushed herself up the rest of the way to sit on the edge of the bed. She grabbed the waistband of my boxers and jeans and pulled down forcefully. My hardened cock sprung out from beneath the elastic band. 

"OMG," she said. A shocked expression on her face. 

"Did you just say 'OMG?'" I asked. "God you make me feel old."

She ignored my comment as she took my shaft into her dainty hand. "This thing is huge," she said lining it up with her slender forearm. "It goes from my elbow to my wrist. This is ridiculous."

"Give it a taste," I told her. She looked up at me and smiled before re-situating herself on the bed. She turned her body so that her stomach was flat on the bed. Propping up on her elbows, Felicity took the shaft of my cock in one hand and cupped my my balls in the other. Her little hands stroked and fondled the flesh with in them. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes when I felt her soft, wet lips kiss the head of my penis. Her succulent lips parted slightly to allow her tongue to exit. Electricity rippled through my body as Felicity licked the underside of my cock-head. She toyed with my dick licking and stroking. My rod hardened more becoming fully erect. Her face shown surprise. She had not realized that it got bigger. 

Her small mouth opened wide and engulfed the tip of my cock. She pushed down another inch or so before I hit the back of her mouth. Throat muscles flexed and opened allowing my dick to go a little deeper. Felicity gagged a bit before backing up. A few strands of saliva stretched from the head to her lips. Her face had flushed from gagging. She wiped her mouth, giggled, and smiled before going back to work. She repeated the process multiple times working as far down as she could. She gagged and pulled back over and over again. The more she sucked my cock the sloppier it got. I felt spit rolling off my balls serving as a welcome lubrication to her slender fingers working the rest of my rod. It was seriously one of the best blow jobs I had ever had. I had had girls take more in, but the way she worked her fingers and palm against the shaft of my cock did something I had not felt before. I felt my balls clenching. I was close. She realized it and pulled off a final time. 

"I don't want you to cum yet," she said seductively. 

"How did someone so young get so good at sucking dick?" I asked. 

"A good girl never kisses and tells," was her simple reply. 

"I'll hold you to that," I told her smiling. 

"Don't worry about it. Just get over here and Fuck me. Do you have a condom?" she asked. The prospect had not crossed my mind. I didn't have one. 

"Shit. No I don't. Melissa is on birth control so we never use one," I answered.

"Im sure there's one around here somewhere," she said rolling to the other side of the bed. She opened a drawer on the night stand. "Bingo," she said turning back around holding up a string of Trojan Magnums. "Tiff's dad must be hung. Luckily, so are you." She tore one off and dropped the rest back in the drawer. She took the wrapper in her teeth and ripped it open. Felicity pulled out the rubber and put it between her lips. My cock had shrunk down a little in the interim, so she alleviated the problem by pushing the condom as far down onto my cock as her mouth would allow and finished the rest with her masterful hands. With my cock back at full attention, she fell backward into the bed once more, looked up at me, and smiled her sly smile that I was getting used to seeing before saying, "Now, get over here, and fuck me." It was a command, and I was going to follow orders. 

"Yes ma'am," I said climbing onto the bed stepping out of my pants and boxers. Kneeling on the bed, I wrapped my hands around her thighs from underneath and pulled her ass into the air lining her beautiful bald pussy up with my rock hard dick. Her black skirt slid back onto her abdomen. I let go of her leg with one hand so I could guide myself into the tight pink opening before me. I started slow. Her hole looked tight and I didn't want to hurt her. 

Pure pleasure shot up the shaft of my cock and through my body as I pushed the head slowly into the dripping slit. I could see the same was happening to Felicity. I continued slowly back until I hit the back wall. I had never been in such a tight pussy before. It felt intense to an extent that I almost couldn't handle it. We both groaned as I worked my way back just as slowly. 

"God you are so tight," I said. "I almost can't stand it. 

"I know," she replied, "but, keep going. It feels amazing." I pressed back in a little quicker. Felicity let out a shout and smiled up at me. I pulled back out and pushed back in repeating the slow process but increased the pace with each motion. Felicity trembled all over. As the speed of my thrusts increased, so did the volume of her screams. I moaned and groaned feeling her muscles contracting around my shaft as it slid easily in and out of her wet opening. 

My fiancée's little sister pushed herself up off the bed supporting her weight on her hands behind her back. I reached down and wrapped my arms around her lower back and pulled her up. Our chests met as she started to bounce. The intense feeling grew with each up and and down motion. Her tiny breasts rubbed against my chest and we kissed passionately. She stopped kissing my mouth and worked her way around to my ear where she nibbled lightly on my ear lobe. 

"It's so deep. It's so deep," she repeated. "Ooh you're gonna make me cum again. I didn't know it could go that deep." She groaned shallowly into my ear. I felt my balls begin to contract once again. 

"Oh, God. I'm gonna cum." I said aloud. 

"Do it," she whispered in my ear. "Cum in my pussy, Ben." Her breath on my ear was exhilarating. I felt the mounting pressure in my balls. Felicity threw her head back her hands clinging to my shoulders as she bounced up and down more vigorously. I watched her tiny breasts jiggle each time she dropped down onto my thighs. Her screams grew louder. My strong hands continued to grip her perfect little ass as I lifted her up and down. Felicity's eyes rolled back into her head and her eyelids fluttered. I closed my eyes and listened to her moaning grow louder. She went over the top as the semen erupted from my cock filling the large rubber. The young teen bounced on my cock a few more times as her climax continued. 

"That was amazing," she panted into my ear remaining mounted on my large member. I could feel semen dripping out of the bottom of the condom and rolling off my balls. 

"Yeah that was pretty fucking good," I replied. 

My soon to be sister kissed me deeply. Then, she raised up and off of me. She dropped down onto her cute little butt and sat Indian style on the bed. I rolled the condom off of my shrinking penis. There was still a considerable amount of cum in the tip of the latex sheath. 

"Been a while?" she asked. 

"Only a week or so. I haven't had sex since we got into town," I replied not thinking about the fact that I was talking to Felicity about her older sister. 

"Wanna go again?" She asked. I looked at the mostly naked girl in front of me and thought about taking her again. I felt my cock stir. Felicity smiled at me. I was getting used to that sultry smile, and it became evident that she could get me to do anything by flashing it. "We can do it doggy style," she added prodding me further. Felicity effortlessly flipped over onto her hands and knees in front of me the wagged her little butt in my direction. 

Without a word, I saddled up behind her and lined my hardening cock up with her still dripping pussy. I met little resistance as my pole slid in effortlessly. Felicity let out a long groan as I reached the back wall of her vagina. The sensation of her tight wet hole wrapped around my bare cock was unbelievable. With a condom on her snatch had felt really good, but without it, it was insane how amazing it was. I put both hands on her narrow waist and pulled her back against my cock each time she pulled away. 

Her increasing volume queued me to thrust harder and faster. 

"Oh, God," she called out. "Your balls feel so good slapping my clit! Gimmie that cock!" I obliged, slamming in as deep as I could with each pump. 

"Holy shit. You have the tightest, wettest pussy I have ever felt," I said. Felicity let her self fall face first into the mattress and reached back between her legs to finger her clit. "Yeah. Play with that sloppy pussy." I reached down and grabbed her ponytail. Pulling her up off of the mattress, I told her, "No. I wanna hear you." Felicity laughed and smiled. Her laughter turned into more shouts of ecstasy.

"You guys seem to be having a good time," a girl's voice said coming from behind my back. I stopped what I was doing and turned around. Tiffany had come in and shut the door behind her. Felicity looked back at her friend and laughed. 

"You have no idea," Felicity told her friend. "I've never had it this good."

"Oh really? Better than Mark?" Tiffany asked. 

"Way better. Come over here," Felicity commanded crooking one of her index fingers at the second teen. Tiffany followed Felicity's instructions and walked over to the bed. I had not moved. I had not know exactly how to react in the situation, but Felicity seemed okay talking to her friend with my cock buried in her snatch, so I had just gone with it. I knew what was about to happen. Tiffany stood at the foot of the bed. She was only a foot or so away from us. Our eyes met. 

"Take off your shirt," I told her. She grinned at Felicity then, started unbuttoning her white blouse. With each button, her tan skin became more and more visible. Tiffany dropped the shirt back off of her shoulders letting it hit the floor. She wore a sexy navy blue bra with a fastener in the front. "That too," I added. Tiffany bit her bottom lip and did what she was told. The bra joined the shirt on the floor. Her full breasts were young and perky. 

"Give 'em a squeeze," Felicity said looking back at me. I silently gave Tiffany a look asking if it was okay. She bit her bottom lip again and nodded. I reached out and palmed one of her breasts. It was a good hand full, just about a D-cup. As I fondled the young girl's breast, I felt movement on my cock. Felicity had started rocking slowly against me once again. Her groaning and moaning began almost immediately. Felicity was quickly joined by Tiffany as I played with her hardened, light brown nipple. Tiffany licked her pouty lips and reached up to play with her other nipple. 

"Ooh...You need to...oh...get your pants off...ooh," Felicity told Tiffany between moans. I stopped playing with the girls pillowy tit and brought my hand back to Felicity's waist while her friend did what she was told. "Lay down," Felicity said to me looking back over her shoulder. I didn't take long changing positions. I quickly found the pillow at the head of the bed, and got comfortable. I watched as the now completely naked Tiffany crawled into the bed with us. She grabbed the bottom of Felicity's skirt and pulled it up and over her head. 

"You don't need this any more," she said dropping the small garment on the floor with the rest of our clothes. The two girls pushed my legs apart and shared the space between my thighs.

"Gve it a try," Felicity urged her friend. Tiffany smiled back at her and turned to look down at my cock. 

"Damn, that's a big one," she commented. 

"It's gotten a little soft. It'll get bigger," I told her. She arched her eyebrows. It was that same look Felicity had had. "Go ahead. It won't bite."

Tiffany licked one Palm then the other. She wrapped her small hands around my shaft and began working up and down with both. As she slid up and down she twisted each hand in the opposite direction. It was obvious that she knew what she was doing, and the sensation was amazing. She leaned over after a few more up and down motions and spit a slow falling glob of saliva down onto the head of my dick to re-lubricate it. The renewed slickness increased the pleasure I was feeling. 

"Suck on it," Felicity said urging her friend on again. Tiffany bit her bottom lip again before dropping her head down onto the head of my cock. Her luscious lips wrapped around my helmet and slid down several inches. She continued to work the bottom of my shaft as she bobbed up and down. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back into the pillow. I let out a low groan of pleasure as she continued to work on me. I opened my eyes again when it stopped. I looked down at the girls as Felicity was taking over where Tiffany had left off. 

Tiffany stopped waiting for directions and crawled up the bed to join me. She planted her soft pouty lips on mine and kissed me, our tongues briefly meeting in the middle. I reached over and resumed playing with her full tits. The light brown nipples were now fully erect. We continued kissing while Felicity worked away at my slobbery cock. Moaning escaped Tiffany's lips between kisses as she began playing with herself. 

"Sit on my face," I told her. Tiffany smiled expectantly then stood up on the bed. She put a foot on either side of my head before kneeling down over my mouth. The curvy teen gripped the headboard as I wrapped my hands around her thighs from underneath. I began lapping at the second bald pussy I had had in my face that night. She trembled as my tongue slipped across her clit, then, down into her wet hole, and then, back up again. The more Felicity worked my cock the faster I licked Tiffany's pussy. 

I felt the mouth leave my cock and the bed around my hips depressed as Felicity stood up on the bed to position herself above my pelvis, behind her friend. The amazing sensation of Felicity's tight slit returned as she grabbed my cock by the base and guided it into her. When she began bouncing up and down on me, she reached around Tiffany and groped her full tan breasts. I could see the small hands working the mounds of flesh above me, and Tiffany's head rolled back as she let out moans and groans of pleasure. It became difficult to distinguish between Tiffany and Felicity's screams and shouts as they blended together. I flicked at her little button with my tongue faster and faster. She began to shudder almost uncontrollably. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Ohhh OHH! OHHHHHH!" Tiffany belted out collapsing forward against the head board hitting her climax. I could hear Felicity screaming out loudly as she dropped onto her knees, hands on my stomach. She ground her pussy into my pelvis as deeply as she could. 

Rocking back and forth on my cock she cried out," Fuck, fuck, fuck. It's sooo good." She fell forward after climaxing as well. Felicity leaned against her friend's back. They both were panting. Felicity rolled off of my still hard cock and cuddled up next to me. "You have to give that a shot. It is intense," she said looking up at her still heavily breathing friend. Tiffany smiled and scooted back onto my lap then lifted one of her legs so that she could better angle my rod into her pink slit. 

Tiffany's twat was not quite as tight as Felicity's, but it felt good just the same. Her slick inner walls were welcoming to my deep penetration. Felicity stayed on the bed next to me. I reached up and grabbed hold of Tiffany's ample hips. I rocked her back and forth on my rod. She fondled one of her D-cup tits with one hand and rubbed her throbbing pink button with the other. I more vigorously pumped into her as she cried out louder. Felicity sat up on her knees and started making out with her friend. I continued pounding away at the young teen pussy while I watched Melissa's sister passionately kissing her best friend. I could hear Tiffany's moans escaping between kisses. I let go of Tiffany with one hand started playing with Felicity's dripping pussy from behind. I got my thumb wet with her juices and tickled her little butt hole. Felicity stopped kissing long enough to let out a gasp and turn to smile at me. She returned to her make out session with Tiffany. The two teens rocked back and forth on my appendages. Tiffany's volume started to increase as she grew closer to her exquisite finish. Felicity was also close. Vibing off of one another, they came at the same time. Their moaning was a sexy chorus that went on for almost a minute. I let them roll off of me onto the bed where they kissed playfully. I swung my legs out of bed and stood up. 




Kid Sister



"Come here. I've got something for both of you," I told them gesturing to the floor in front of me. They gave one another that sly grin. Tiffany and Felicity crawled out of the bed and settled down on their knees in front of my throbbing cock. 

"Let me help you with that," Felicity said wrapping both hands around my shaft and sucking the head into her mouth once more. Tiffany got in close as well and fondled my balls. The two young girls worked my cock like I had never felt before. They traded back and forth both getting a turn sucking my large member. 

"Okay. Here it comes," I said taking hold of my rod in my own hand. The two girls, my Fiancée's kid sister and her equally young friend, sat back on their heels. They both opened their mouths and closed their eyes as I stroked up and down the long shaft of my cock. It only took a few squeezing motions to coerce the load from my balls. Hot strings of semen erupted from my cock. Each spurt was directed, as best as I could, toward each of the girls' faces. Stream after stream landed on their closed eyelids, mouths, chins, and tits. I don't think I have ever cum so much in my life. It was especially astounding, since I had cum once earlier. 

"Ooh yeah. Keep it coming," Felicity urged. 

"Yeah drown us in your cum," Tiffany added. 

The last spurt dripped out of my cock head as my rod started to sink toward the floor. Felicity took her fingers and wiped the semen from her eyes. I sat down on the edge of the bed and watched the two teens giggle and wipe the semen from their faces. Tiffany stuck two of her fingers into Felicity's mouth feeding her a warm glob of my seed. 

"Mmm," Felicity said feeding her friend some as well. They both laughed again. 

"Let's get in the shower. Its big enough for all of us," Tiffany said leading Felicity by the hand to the master bathroom. I rose from the bed and followed them toward the shower. The bathroom was ridiculous. The walk in shower looked like it could have held five people. 

"You weren't kidding," I said as I stepped in with the two girls who were already getting their hair wet under the two shower heads. Felicity grabbed a loofa and squirted some body wash into it lathering her face then her chest. She passed it to Tiffany and she did the same. I stood there letting the cast off water splash me. When Felicity and Tiffany rinsed off they both pulled me into the water and started washing me. 

"Gotta clean this part real well," Felicity said massaging soap into my soft cock flesh. Tiffany reached around and worked on my chest and shoulders from behind. Then she got my back and ass. It felt good to have two young girls cleaning every inch of my body. My dick hardened a little as Felicity worked the flesh in her little hands. The three of us made out and played around until the water started to cool off a bit. We all got out an got dressed. 

We left shortly after we went back down stairs. When we got back to Felicity's house, we walked up stairs and stopped in front of her bedroom door. 

"I told you we'd have fun tonight," she said in an, 'I told you so' tone. 

"You were right," I said smiling. 

Felicity stretched up and kissed me on the cheek before saying, "Good night. See you in the morning." She opened her door, stepped in, and turned around smiling at me as she closed the door. 

I scratched the back of my head and neck as I walked to Melissa's room and opened the door. I shut it behind me and crashed on the bed. 

I slept in the next morning until Melissa woke me up with a kiss.

"You look like you had a fun night," she said as I woke up. "What did you do?"

"I just hung out with your sister. She was pretty cool," was my groggy response.

"Well that's good. I had a really good time with Mom," Melissa started. She told me all about everything they did. As I listened I thought about how I finally felt like I was even with her for cheating on me. We were on an even slate, and I didn't have to worry about that hanging over my head any more. To this day, Melissa has no clue why Felicity calls me Big Ben.