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Thanksgiving

By: rotorooter69



It was Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving. Man was I glad. My wife and I had invited a new couple on the block over for dinner. We have no kids so there was plenty of room. My wife and I have been married for 9 years and it has been great. I have had a fantasy since we have been married of watching her get fucked by another man. I had come to the conclusion that it was never going to happen until now.

We met Kevin and Lisa while they were moving in to the neighborhood. They had no kids and were both in the medical field. Lisa caught my eye right from the start, she is 5'5" and about 110 pounds, all of it had to be in her tits. Kevin was built pretty good and he looked like he worked out a lot. 

My wife is 5'7" and weighs 127 it definitely is all in her chest. I work out 6 days a week and keep in great shape.

We started talking to them on a regular basis and decided that we would invite them over for dinner on Thanksgiving.

The day arrived and when they arrived, Lisa looked awesome. She was wearing a short black skirt with stockings and a garter (which I later found out), her blouse was very revealing a it showed a lot of cleavage. My wife is very prissy and she wore a thigh length skirt with a button up sweater. 

The dinner was great and the wine was flowing so I suggested that we all jump in the hot tub for a while. Everyone thought it was a great idea so Lisa and Kevin went home to get their suits. While my wife and I were changing I decided to get her hot by playing with her pussy, she is up tight but when she has been drinking she is always ready for a fuck.

They returned and headed out to the patio, my wife came out about 5 minutes later. Kevin and I were already in the tub and Lisa was waiting for my wife before she got in. I poured us some more wine and we started talking. My wife wore a 2-piece bathing suit that was high cut on the hips but low cut at the stomach, you could almost see her bush; Lisa was wearing a bright yellow bikini that tied on each side. She looked awesome. 

I decided to put my plan in motion. I asked Kevin if he would like to see the new table saw that I had bought and took him to the garage. When we got there I told him what I wanted. He was apprehensive because he did not want to see his wife fuck someone else; I assured him that I would leave her alone. I wanted to see him fuck my wife.

We went back to the tub and Kevin said he had to go to the bathroom; he got up and went inside. I was sitting across from Lisa and was admiring how her tits were sitting on top of the water when Kevin yelled for me to come inside. I told Wanda to go see what he wanted, my plan was working. She went inside and I excused myself saying that I had to go back to the garage, Lisa said ok and stayed in the tub. I snuck around the house to the bedroom. Looking in the window I noticed my wife on her knees in front of Kevin sucking on his cock. I have a big dick (about 9") but Kevin's was huge. My wife was going at it like it was the last one on earth. She was actually deep throating his dick, it had to have been 11" long and 4" round. 

I was so turned on that I starting stroking my meat by the window. I wasn't paying attention to what was around me until Lisa was right there, she asked what I was doing and when I turned around she just stared. I was still jerking my cock when she turned to leave, I said wait. She said she needed to leave but I grabbed her arm and spun her back around. She looked at me a little scared and tried to free herself but I just held on. I grabbed her hand and placed in on my cock and she instinctively started stroking it. I was in heaven, my wife was blowing Kevin and Lisa was stroking my cock. I grabbed Lisa by the hair and forced her to the ground, she was frightened but went to her knees, I then stuck my cock against her lips and told her to suck it. She refused so I pulled her hair and when she opened her mouth I shoved as much of my cock in as possible, she started to gag but I just kept pushing it in. 

I finally pulled it out and she said that she would suck my cock but only if I would tell her why this was happening. I pulled her to her feet and pointed at the window, she looked in and couldn't believe her eyes, my wife was on all fours with her ass in the air and Kevin had his cock buried in her cunt, he was slowly stroking in and out. Lisa turned around and I could tell she was crying. I told her not to cry and kissed her lightly on the lips. She then fell back to her knees and engulfed my cock. I was in heaven; she was sucking it like it was her first time. I started trying to ram it down her throat and succeeded. I felt the normal tingle and blew my load deep in her throat. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and shot the last of it onto her face. I looked back in the window as Kevin was emptying his load on my wife's face and tits. This was great.

After about 10 minutes my wife and Kevin walked out from the house, Lisa and I were in the tub acting like we hadn't missed them. When they got back into the tub, Lisa reached under the water and felt Kevin's cock. She whispered in his ear she really needed fucked and wanted him to do it, he chuckled, stood up in front of her and shoved his cock in her face. She sucked on it hugrily, me and my wife just watched. Lisa stood up, dropped her suit and asked me to fuck her. I looked at my wife and she was already licking Kevin's cock again, I dropped my suit and stuffed her full. We did this for about 3 hours until we were all spent.

My wife visits Kevin and Lisa a few times a week and doesn't come home until late at night. I have fucked Lisa a few more times but now I am trying to get with my 18 year old neighbor. It is only a matter of time.

Thanksgiving 5k



It was the morning of the annual Thanksgiving Day 5k, a tradition we have been doing for several years now. In my typical know-it-all fashion, I thought I would be able to face the morning chill with just shorts, unable to do so I said "Honey, I'm going to run home quick to get some more clothing, you were right its colder than hell out here" My wife always ready to deal out the proverbial "I told you so" did just that! "I'll be back in fifteen minutes" I said. 

As I kissed my wife good-bye, her friend Leigh said, "Wait, are you heading back to the house? I need to use the bathroom, mind if I hitch a ride?" "Sure" I replied. Leigh has been a long time friend of my wife; they have been friends since high school and were close through college. They will on the other side of the state, but she and her family were home for the holidays.

Leigh was very beautiful, long brunette hair, great set of tits and a perfect ass. She had always had a history of promiscuity, but to be honest I loved that about her and only made her attraction seem greater. Her husband Kevin was smart to lock her down when he did, even after three kids together, Leigh looked as good as always. Deep down I knew that Kevin could never satisfy her, sometimes you can just tell.

The ride back home only lasted a few minutes. "I just have to grab some sweat pants and gloves, I'll meet you in the kitchen" I said. "Sounds good, I think I'm going to change into warmer clothes too, just give me a few minutes and then we can get back in time for the start of the race" 

I quickly ran upstairs, changed from my mesh shorts into my sweat pants and returned to the kitchen. Minutes later Leigh returned too, with warmer attire on "Do you think you could help me with this zipper on my sweatshirt, I was rushing to change and it's stuck, do you think you can undo it? "No problem" I replied.

As Leigh drew near, we were face to face, I could easily smell the strawberry scented lotion she was wearing, I reached out to grab her zipper, I could only notice how close we really were, her tits only inches from my fingers, I could begin to feel the stir in my pants.

As I struggled with the zipper, I gave it one last tug and it came undone, while doing so I had pulled her almost right into my arms, with her tits pressed against my chest, we made eye contact at the same time, she leaned in and we kissed on the lips, after the kiss we stayed close, there was no question in my mind she could feel the bulge in my pants pressing against her spandex running attire.

I reached down and lifted her chin, going for a second kiss, "We shouldn't be doing this, we are both married, have kids, you are my best friend's husband..." I interrupted her speech with a long kiss, at this moment I didn't care about any of the things aforementioned, I had wanted to fuck her for the longest time, I was not about to let the opportunity pass me by. Leigh gave no resistance and we were almost past the point of no return.

She reached down and began to stroke my dick through my pants, we worked our way over to the couch, she said "We only have a few minutes, they are expecting us back" Before she had even finished her talk, she had taken her shirt off and was beginning to kiss the base of my shaft working her way to the tip of my dick. I by no means had the biggest dick in town but at 7 inches I could hold my own. Just the sight of her tits bouncing as she eagerly sucked on my dick almost made me cum.

She increased the pace and I was about to erupt any second. "Wait I don't want to come yet" I said as I stood up and took her into my arms, "Let me return the favor" I began to work down those spandex pants, she had wonderful thighs, I began by kissing every square inch of her skin, relishing the moment. As I worked my way to her pussy I could smell her excitement. I began to work one, then two and three fingers into her cunt, she was soaking wet and ready to cum herself.

"Eat my cunt" she begged. I had no problem obliging, I worked my tongue around her clit, and she was on the brink of orgasm, her pelvis was thrusting into my face, fucking my mouth feverishly.

"Fuck me!, Fuck me now, we have to get back to the race" I pulled my dick right up to the entrance of her pussy, not wearing a condom, I was nervous about getting her pregnant, but since she didn't say anything I assumed that she was taking birth control.

I began to work my cock in and out of her pussy slowly; we shared a long kiss and fucked at a slow pace, she didn't seem to mind the taste of her own juices on my lips, so I didn't let it bother me either. "I want to be on top" she whispered into my ear, lifting herself off of me, she climbed onto my lap and began to ride my cock gently. Never before had I experienced a woman who knew what she wanted and new exactly how to get it. I felt her tits and kissed her nipples as she fucked me like I have never experienced; it was only a matter of seconds before I blew my wad all over the inside of my wife's best friend's pussy. I erupted like a volcano and she too cummed at the same time. We laid there naked for just a few seconds and shared one last long kiss. We then quickly remembered that we had to get back to the race.

"This never happened" she said "our secret" I replied. We both got dressed and made it back for the event. 

"What took so long?" Said my wife "I got stuck chatting with the neighbor right when we were ready to leave, I'm sorry honey"

That evening we all shared our Thanksgiving dinner like friends and family would do. I could not help but think about what Kevin and my wife would think if they knew the events that transpired earlier today. I watched as Kevin sat on the same very cushion that I had fucked his wife on earlier today. The incident was never mentioned again, and to this day we remain close friends with Leigh and Kevin.



Thanksgiving & Funeral with Mom



It was Thanksgiving at the Hansen house. It was 7 a.m. and Theresa had a lot to do. 

"Thanksgiving isn't a holiday for women," she said to herself thinking about all the work and cooking to be done. 

Theresa's kids were grown and she and her husband lived alone but today her youngest son Derek would be there and severals, nephews and nieces, and cousins totaling about 15 people. Now the day after Thanksgiving was what she was looking forward to. Get away from all the men and family and do a little shopping. Theresa sat on the edge of her bed in a silky cream gown and pinned her brown locks up over her head. She picked up a towel off her dresser, flung it over her shoulder, and slipped out into the hall and into the bathroom before anyone could see her. There were already family out in the living room laughing and the aroma of fresh ground coffee filled her senses. Theresa shut the bathroom door and let her gown fall to the floor while reaching one arm into the shower to turn the water on. She held her arms up to her breasts and shivered while she stood there with bare feet on the cold gray tile floor waiting for the water to warm. When steam started to roll out she stepped in and closed the curtain. The warm water felt good running down her neck and milky chest. She reached for the soap bar and began rubbing her body down.

Her trance was interrupted by a noise that sounded like the toilet lid. She peeked out of the curtain and sure enough there was her son standing at the toilet with his back to her relieving himself.

"Derek, what are you doing?" Theresa whined in a high voice. 

"Oh, sorry mom I really had to go," Derek glance over his shoulder at her. 

"You are twenty-two and I still can't get any privacy," she grumbled rolling her eyes.

Derek zipped up and turned around to look at his mom, reaching blindly to flush the toilet. He ran his fingers over his permanent bed-head hairstyle as if the motion straightened it to perfection. 

"Nice toes, mom." Derek smirked and looked at his mother's dark purple painted nails on her feet visible under the shower curtain. 

"Derek!" His mom glared him down while holding the shower curtain with her left hand to cover her vital areas. 

"Kidding with you ma," Derek grinned and lunged forward with fingers out as if to tickle her.

"Derek!" Theresa screamed. "Get out!" She let out a giggle.

Derek reached for the door instead of his mother and slipped out, shutting it behind him.

Theresa rinsed herself and then after toweling dry she wrapped it around her body and peeked out the bathroom door to be sure the coast was clear before dashing to her bedroom.

*****

Well, the turkey cooked to perfection, all the food was spectacular, and the Hansens couldn't have asked for a better meal. Dinner was almost finished; then, the unthinkable happened. Uncle Ralph clutched his chest and fell to the floor. 

Aunt Pattie screamed, "Ralphy, Ralphy!" She threw herself on her husband and he was gasping for air, his eyes seemed to roll up into his head. His bald head turned purple and Aunt Pattie shook him...

Long story short -- Uncle Ralph passed away on Thanksgiving Day. There isn't a better way to ruin the mood of a holiday than that. Arrangements had to be made to fly his body back home to the East Coast. The family celebration turned into funeral plans and arrangements. Theresa's husband had to take care of business so he couldn't fly back for the funeral but Derek agreed to make the trip with his mother. 

Money was short these days and Theresa and Derek couldn't afford the luxury of a hotel. They had to stay in Aunt Pattie's house even though it was cramped and smelled a bit like a nursing home. Uncle Ralph was Theresa's - mom's - brother and had been 76 years old. 

Theresa would get the guest bed with a dusty flowered quilt and painted white metal frame. The springs squeaked and groaned when she set her suitcase on it. It complained even louder when she sat down on its edge. Derek would sleep with some blankets and a pad on the floor.

The funeral was yet that day and Theresa and Derek had to dress quickly. Theresa wore knee high black boots and a short black skirt over her wide hips. Her bloused hugged her figure and accentuated her modest round bust.

"Does this look ok?" Theresa asked her son while turning sideways to appraise her reflection in the mirror over the dresser.

"You look nice mom," Derek assured.

"Not too sexy for a fifty-year old woman?" She quizzed.

Derek laughed.

"Not too sexy for a funeral?" She added.

"You look great mom."

The funeral was good as far as funerals go. Derek and Theresa got back to the house just after dark and other family were going to bring aunt Pattie home a little later. The house was quiet and Theresa sat on the bed and Derek lay on the floor. Derek flipped the tv on with the old remote. He was surprised this tv even had a remote, it was so old. The news was on and Derek yawned.

"You want to sit up here where you can see better, Derek?" Theresa asked her son.

"Oh, sure I guess." Derek slowly lifted himself up then plopped down on the bed beside his mother, the bed springs groaned as if in great pain.

"I need to take my boots off, I'm exhausted." Theresa looked down at her knee high footwear. She sighed, "Can you pull my boots off for me honey?" She looked at Derek with puppy dog eyes.

"Heeeh?" Derek lifted his eyebrows mischievously. "Take your own dang boots off." He looked back at the tv.

"Dereeek?" Don't talk to your mother like that.

"Aw, ok. Man" Derek jumped off the bed.

Theresa lifted her right leg up to him with a pouty expression on her lips. Derek grabbed her foot and jerked it, almost pulling her off the bed. 

"Aaack, no!" Theresa reacted.

Derek laughed. "Hold on to the headboard or I'll pull you on your buuutt."

Theresa lifted her hands above her head and grabbed the cold white metal bars of the headboard. Derek yanked and one boot came off. He grabbed the other and it came of easier. Her legs flailed in the air. They laid back on the bed watching the news but both lost in thought, not really taking it in. After some time, Theresa could hear Derek's breath deepening and she quietly glanced at him. His eyes were shut and his mouth slightly open. Every other breath or so, he would let out a soft snore. He had a small dribble of saliva rolling out of the side of his mouth. She giggled under her breath and wiped it off with the edge of her blouse.

Theresa turned off the over head light and left just one lamp on. The light was dim but she looked at the small clock on the wall and it said ten-till-twelve. It didn't seem that late but they were on Eastern Standard Time now. She didn't really want to wake Derek to undress and go to bed so she decided to just let him sleep.

The light was faint and Theresa unzipped her skirt and let it fall. She lifted her blouse over her head and folded it with the skirt laying them both in her suitcase. She unhooked her black lace bra and tossed it over the back of an old high backed oak chair by the dresser. With both thumbs she pushed her black cotton panties down over her hips and then flipped them with her purple-painted big toe onto the same chair. She looked down at Derek and he was fast asleep. Her she was, bare-naked, her son on the bed in front of her and he was clueless. Something about the thought sent a euphoric chill through her spine. She looked down at her body. It wasn't perfect. Her natural breasts hung lower than the movie stars but her nipples were erect, her hips were wide no matter how hard she tried to diet, she kept a tuft of hair below unlike the girls in the movies who she heard now shave it all, her butt was large when she turned to look at it in the mirror. She pinched her fleshy thigh with three fingers and it rebounded like firmly when they released. 

Derek's white dress shirt that he had worn to the funeral was crumpled in the side of his suitcase. Theresa couldn't say why, but she picked up that shirt and put it on. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. The back just covered her cheeks and curved up her hips on the sides. She pulled the front corners down over her pelvic area as if to protect her modesty in the reflection and the button edges of the shirt just covered her pointed nipples but shared view of her generous cleavage. 

Theresa had stashed a bottle of the Thanksgiving wine in her suitcase along with two glasses. She took one of those glasses out with the bottle and poured herself a drink. She slid her panties off the chair, sat down, and sipped the glass of wine. She sat there in Derek's shirt for some time thinking about Uncle Ralph, family, and life. 

Theresa heard her son stir in his sleep and she reached and turned the lamp off, trading its dim light for almost pitch blackness. She felt her way over to the bed. She put her hand on Derek's leg and felt down to his feet. She untied his leather shoes and dropped them to the floor. She removed his dark gray socks that felt a bit sweaty and curled her nose at the odor. She gently eased the quilt out from under him and covered him with it. She lifted his head and slid the only pillow in the room under it. 

Derek opened his eyes and sat up. Theresa jumped.

"I just took your shoes off, dear."

"Aww, thanks mom," Derek answered squinty eyed in the blackness and combing his fingers through his perma-tossled hair. Derek pushed his pants down sleepily and lifted his t-shirt over his head discarding them both carelessly to the floor. 

"You can...," Theresa began to say before she noticed Derek's mouth open wide and breathing deeply. She was going to offer to let him sleep in the bed and she could sleep on the floor. After looking at him peacefully there in just his boxer shorts, her eyes adjusted to the blackness she decided to let him sleep. She covered him again with the quilt. 

Theresa stood up and walked around the bed feeling her way in the darkness. She arranged the pad on the floor with blankets and it really didn't feel any more uncomfortable than that creaky old bed. She fell asleep and the next thing she knew the morning sun was penetrating the heavy curtain barriers.

****

"Hey mom, wake up." Derek said in a low voice leaning over his mother. 

"God!" Theresa opened her emerald green eyes with a faraway stare.

"Sorry mom, I'm not God but you gotta get up." Derek's cloudy blue eyes stared into the sea-green, sleep-fogged eyes of his mother. Our plane leaves this afternoon and we are taking aunt Pattie to lunch.

"Get up," Derek kissed his mother on the forehead and rubbed his nose against hers.

Their eyes were inches apart. "Come on mom!" Derek tore away the blankets covering Theresa.

"Oh, God," Theresa gasped trying to cover her body with Derek's shirt and crossing her legs.

Theresa stood up and Derek backed away. "Wow, mom." He looked down at her wearing just his shirt and his eyes paused where the shirt-tails almost covered her critical area and then again at the fleshy cleavage that parted her breasts. 

"I need to run take a shower," Theresa announced casually.

"Ok, I'm next," Derek added.

Theresa disappeared and after a nice hot shower came back to the room with a pink towel wrapping her body just under her arms. Derek left the room about as fast as she entered and returned several minutes later with his towel encircled low on his waist. He turned his back to her, released the towel, and rubbed his head with it. He wiped between his legs up and down with the corner of the towel and his penis, still warm from the shower, flopped then swung side to side. He rewrapped himself and turned around. Theresa was standing at the dresser mirror applying makeup with her hair pinned up over her head save for a wild dark strand that followed down the curve of her bare neck. Derek looked at her reflection and a tear was rolling down her right cheek. 

"Mom, are you ok?" he asked worriedly.

"I'm ok....It's just...it's just," she trailed off and let out one short sob before catching her composure. "...life is just so much to handle sometimes. I guess I'm sad about Uncle Ralph passing. I'm also sad...well, you know my marriage, your dad and I..."

"Sorry ma." His assurance felt helpless.

"It's ok."

Derek walked up behind her and squeezed her bare shoulder with his warm hand. She patted his hand with hers before he released. Her emotions overflowed and she began crying softly. He reached his arms around her from behind in an instinctive embrace. His nose touched the back of her ear and he rested his chin on her shoulder. He held her silently for a minute. He inhaled and the scent of her skin smelled like lavender and rose petals. Their bodies pressed together felt electric. The aroma of her body intoxicated Derek and a burning warmth shot through his body. He pushed his hips to her backside hugging just a little tighter and his groin stirred. Feeling embarrassed, he pulled his hips back but to his horror the towel slipped from his waist. Theresa relished the comforting embrace and her eyes were closed, unaware of Derek's nakedness and his movements behind her. 

"Thank you, baby," Theresa whispered.

"You're welcome." Derek was dizzy and he felt the blood rush to his penis. He kissed and then softly bit the back of her neck. 

Theresa became mildly aware of his press from behind and the electric tension between their bodies but she dismissed the thought. He stepped forward putting his left foot inside hers and slid it outward spreading her legs. She felt something slide up under her towel and she gasped. It couldn't be...it all felt like a dream. Suddenly she felt so sexual; this person behind her wanted her. She felt a fire in her body and wetness between her legs. She was aware now what was happening and couldn't stop it. She felt his swollen head at her wet entrance and the pressure against her. She felt her lips spreading around him. He entered so slowly as if there were no other possible outcome than the coition. He filled her like a juicy ripe peach fills a thirsty mouth. The second thrust made her gasp and the towel fell away from the front of her body and he watched from behind her breasts swing in the mirror's reflection.

"Derek..no!" She breathed coarsely. "No, baby, no..." Her eyes welled up with tears.

"Ma," Derek reduced his thrusts to slow motion. "It's ok...I'm your baby." His swollen circumcised head glided in deep and then back out smoothly with sweet wet friction against her moist vaginal walls.

Theresa breathed in short spasmodic breaths. "Derek, you make me feel so gorgeous, so good." A thousand nerves were going off all at once in her body.

Derek's slender brown hips contrasted her wide fleshy cheeks and they shook rhythmically. He ripped her towel to the floor that was hanging partly across her back. Derek was making love to his mother and this wasn't a dream. He spread her ass with both thumbs and gradually pulled his glistening erection all the way out of her. Her pink labia pulsated and stretched back with him as he exited her as if it were reluctant to give back his penetrating member. Derek pushed his mother down onto the old bed and the springs made a high screech. He put her breast in his mouth and sucked while hugging her from the side. He kissed her breast, then her belly, then her thigh. He rubbed his nose through her closely groomed pubic hair and then found her clitoris with his tongue. He penetrated her with two fingers while his tongue worked and pushed against her freshly showered anus with his thumb. The bed springs creaked and groaned and Theresa started making wailing sex cries which drowned out the bed noise. Derek knew aunt Pattie could hear them but he didn't care.

Derek came up and kissed his mother open-mouthed on the lips. He entered her again and their naked bodies rolled on the bed. They fucked, then they made love, then they fucked, and then they made love. Finally Derek exploded inside her and filled her with his seed. They lay there for a while exhausted. Theresa took Derek's hand and put it to her bare breast, "We better get up honey, we really need to go."



Thanksgiving and Xmas Pounding



Thanksgiving Stuffing and a Christmas Eve Pounding

All characters in this story are 18 years of age and that this is a tie-in story to Brittany's Baleful Game, you don't have to read that story to understand this story but you should read it if you like father/daughter incest. Brittany gets to have fun with her dad again and her friends to. For all of you who wanted a second chapter here it is, please vote for this story and leave comments.

Okay ladies and gentlemen here is the edited version of this story done for my by saltysooner thanks for the edit again.

*****

Thanksgiving

Sex had become a routine occurrence between Chad and his eighteen year old daughter Brittany, to the extent that she regularly spent the night in his bed. However, the steamy relations with her two friends, Kate and Sarah, had cooled quite a bit since Halloween. The three girls visited each other often and even planned their birthday parties to occur in rapid succession during the first two weeks of November which gave Chad several opportunities to socialize with them. Despite all that, none of them ever brought up the topic of their sexual romp at the end of October. It almost seemed like the girls had reversed their feelings and wanted to forget that it ever happened.

Chad was making preparations for a quiet Thanksgiving celebration and dinner with his daughter when Brittany asked about inviting Sarah and Kate to join them. Apparently, both girls were going to be alone during the four-day holiday weekend and Brittany wanted them to be able to enjoy a nice family gathering. Chad readily agreed and in the days leading up to that Thursday, Brittany's enthusiasm grew with anticipation.

Chad was looking forward to having their company as well and he hoped in the back of his mind that Brittany's two friends would relax enough around him to flirt and perhaps do more. On Wednesday night, his daughter came to bed playing the tease. She snuggled her nude body up next to his, grinding into him to get Chad aroused, yet refusing to let him couple with her. She could tell he was aching to fuck her and withholding her favors at that point was like showing a starving man a table full of food and drink that he could not reach. In her mind, Brittany wanted to make sure her father was completely rested and unspent for when her girlfriends showed up.

Chad spent Thursday morning preparing the meal and Brittany helped out where she could. By mid-afternoon, everything was done and the dining room table was set. The only thing missing was their company. Finally, a car pulled in the driveway, and Brittany rushed to answer the door. Chad heard the excited squeals from the girls as they exchanged greetings and as he entered the foyer and saw them, he felt a rush of excitement through his loins.

Chad always viewed Sarah as a classic Mediterranean beauty with her delicate features, high cheekbones, and olive-colored skin that was nicely complemented by long, raven hair cascading loosely around her face and shoulders. She was easily the most out-spoken of the group and Chad found her to be quite skilled in bed. In contrast to her, Kate quiet, fair-skinned and had platinum blonde hair. Chad introduced Kate to sex for the first time in October and what she lacked in skill, she more than made up for with enthusiasm. The most striking person in the group however, was a girl Chad didn't recognize who looked like a lost punk-rocker.

She was African-American with a light, chocolate complexion, wide hips, and a somewhat large, round ass. Chad's eyes were immediately drawn to her large D-cup breasts which strained against the scoop-neck t-shirt she wore under her black leather jacket. She also sported a short Mohawk hairstyle with the center ridge bleached blonde. Chad noticed that when she saw his admiring glances, she turned her eyes downward and she bit down on her very kissable lower lip.

Not surprisingly, Sarah took charge of the introductions. "Hey, Mr. B, I hope you don't mind we brought our friend Nikki. She's living with her uncle, but he had to work today and tonight. We've been friends a long time and she's pretty cool. So...?" she said, leaving the question hanging in the air.

"No problem," Chad quickly. "There's plenty of food and drink for everyone." He then reminded himself to be careful about what he said or how he acted since he wasn't sure what the girls might have told Nikki, or if they had an ulterior motive behind inviting their punk-rock friend.

Chad invited everyone into the living room where he brought them drinks and settled down in his chair to socialize before dinner. Brittany and the other three girls were scattered around the room in chairs or on the sofa. Chad tried to draw more information out of Nikki about herself, but her answers were usually curt and did not invite follow-on questions, leaving Chad feeling frustrated.

The rest of the girls talked about school, boys, clothes, and any number of topics that Chad wasn't able to anything more than listen. A couple of times, he caught a glimpse of one of the teenage girls staring at him. However, when he looked back, the girls didn't try and look away which left him feeling a little disconcerted. After what he thought was an appropriate amount of time, he announced that dinner was ready to eat at any time and as soon as they were ready, everyone should move to the dining room.

The conversations ceased momentarily as all the girls stood up and declared they were all hungry. Brittany helped her guests refresh their drinks on the way to the dining room and then seated them around the table. Chad finished bringing in the food and soon everyone was busy enjoying the small feast he prepared.

Conversation continued around the table, but was much quieter and more intermittent. Nikki remained subdued and focused on her meal or looking around at the others, especially Chad. The conversation that did occur seemed forced and Chad wondered why the girls weren't more relaxed and outgoing. Sarah and Brittany were seldom at a loss for words, but even though they were laughing and giggling a lot, they weren't talking as much as normal. Kate, who spoke sparingly on the best of days, was almost completely silent and appeared slightly nervous.

As the meal came to an end, Kate quietly thanked Chad for preparing it and the rest of the girls quickly chimed in to tell him how good it was. Chad nodded and thanked the girls as well, but then an awkward silence came over the table. Surprisingly, Nikki was the one to speak first. "Was there something we were doing after this, or what?" she asked Brittany and Sarah.

"Nicole...!" Chad's daughter playfully scolded with a smile. "Not now. And it's supposed to be a surprise."

"What's supposed to be a surprise?" her father inquired as he began clearing the table. Instead of answering, the girls got up made themselves busy bringing dirty dishes and the few leftovers to the kitchen.

Sarah took Nikki's side and walking next to Brittany, she said, "Well," dinner is technically over, isn't it?"

By then, all the dishes were in the sink and Chad was wrapping up the last of the leftovers. Brittany gave Kate a questioning glance, and Kate piled on, "Technically, I think it is, too."

Moving over beside her daddy, Brittany coyly pleaded, "Daddy..."

Sarah came up on his other side and made the same plea, but in a more salacious way, "Oh, Daddy...!"

"No, Sarah, he's my daddy!" the strawberry blonde teased back.

"No, Brit," Sarah replied. Taking Chad's arm, she began rubbing up against his body, "he's my daddy now, too, isn't he? Mmmm..., yes, my hot fuck-daddy." By then, Sarah was also grinding her thighs against his, squirming with desire.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Chad momentarily forgotten his earlier thoughts about the girls and was caught off-balance by the sudden and very sensual advance of two girls at once. "What's going on?"

Taking the leadership role, Sarah filled him in. "Ah, come on, Mister B, you already know what we're up to. Why else would four girls come running over to a sexy, single man's house? The turkey isn't the only thing in here that needs to be stuffed!" she finished with an evil gleam in her eyes.

Chad looked around the room and when his eyes settled on Nikki, Brittany explained. "Daddy... I've wanted to have my friends over during the holidays for a long time, hoping that we could share you, again. Nikki heard me, Sarah, and Kate talking about it and how we spent Halloween and figured out what was going on pretty quick. She asked if she could join us, to see for herself what you were like. I mean, we were just saying that after fucking that big cock of yours, there's no way any of us could be fully satisfied with fucking a boy."

"Yeah, Daddy," Sarah chimed in, setting herself over Chad's thigh to unabashedly grind her ass over it. "My asshole misses you sooo much. Mmm..., it's all I can think about at night when I masturbate; dreaming about your monster cock splitting my teenage ass wide. Please, we're dying to have you again."

Looking expectantly to Kate, he wondered what she would say, but the bashful girl just looked down before confessing, "Yeah, I'm here for the same reason... But, not for ass, I mean... for my pussy."

"Come on, Daddy," said Brittany as she mounted his other leg to rub her pussy over his thigh. "How can you refuse the opportunity to fuck your daughter and all her friends in one night?"

"I can't," he croaked.

"I was thinking about dessert," Sarah exclaimed, reaching into his trousers to stroke the growing cock she felt inside. "And I decided it should be something with hot, white icing." Her comment elicited a series of "Me, too's" from the other girls who were moving in closer.

Without waiting to ask Chad, Sarah unzipped his trousers and reached in to haul out his shaft for the group to marvel at. Chad kept looking at Nikki as he tried to figure her out, but she had apparently regained her self-confidence and boldness now that the ice was broken. Her eyes grew wide and she unconsciously licked her lips when she first saw it. "Goddamn," she swore, "I've never seen anything that big before that wasn't already hard!"

"You haven't seen anything yet," Sarah guffawed. She continued to hold it in her hand, but was slowly stroking it to coax it to grow more. The others huddled around his dick to openly gawk at its impressive measurements as it grew under Sarah's care.

Brittany stepped in first, removing Sarah's hand and stating, "Let me show you the best way to do that." She then knelt before her daddy and took his cock between her lips to make a show of slowly sucking him off. After maybe a minute, Nikki cut in. "Let me have that thing!" she said and taking Brittany's place, she began working Chad's cock into her mouth. That's when Chad discovered that the dark beauty had a stud in her tongue and knew how to use it on him.

Kate and Sarah moved in on either side of her trying to reach his balls. Chad was having a hard time keeping his balance with everything happening to him, so he held on to the counter for support. Sarah and Kate had managed to pull his heavy balls out from his trousers to hang below the cock that Nikki was still working with her mouth. They were desperate to suck and slurp them in hopes to help spur delivery of the cream held inside them. It was definitely working, but Chad knew this was only a prelude to the fucking he would give each of the teen beauties.

Chad enjoyed the novel sensation of Nikki's pierced tongue moving over and around the head of his cock, however she had difficulty trying to get more of his cock inside her mouth. She kept trying to push more of it into her mouth and down towards her throat, but continued to gag on it. Despite that, she would recover and try again with similar results. A tap on her shoulder signaled that Kate was ready to take over for a while and Nikki reluctantly removed Chad's cock from her mouth and left it hanging out for Kate to enjoy.

Chad found that Kate's technique was still amateurish and sloppy, but the sight of her working over his throbbing shaft was still very erotic. Sarah was the last to take her turn at sucking him off and she proved to have lost none of the skill that she demonstrated a few weeks earlier. Chad wondered how much head a high school butt-slut like Sarah must have given to boyfriends of her own age group to become that good and how much she was giving to keep in practice. Knowing he was still their favorite and satisfied them the best, he took an arrogant pride for making the cock hungry whores they had become.

Sarah decided that Chad's cock was ready and she removed it from her mouth, insisting on being ass-fucked first. However, Brittany suggested that Nikki get the first shot since she had never been taken by him before. Sarah reluctantly agreed and moved aside so that Nikki could move into his waiting arms. His lips joined hers and their kiss immediately became heated. He could feel the hard steel stud embedded in her tongue as she carefully moved it around in his mouth and thought about how During their opening kiss, they both began exploring one another with their hands. Chad pulled her jacket from her shoulders and dropped it to the ground before reaching down to raise her t-shirt up. Nikki broke away from his kiss and raised her arms to let him remove her shirt and as soon as he was clear of her head, she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra.

Chad finished removing her bra and got his first look at Nikki's large D-cup breasts. The first thing he noticed was that each nipple was pierced with a small gold ring. Her areolae were very large and looked almost black against her smooth, dark brown skin. He also noticed a tattoo on her side of a band logo with which he was unfamiliar. Her breasts were heavy and drooped quite a bit without the support of her bra, but Chad to busy enjoying himself by sucking on her pierced nipples.

While he teased around one areola with his tongue, he continued to undress her. He didn't stop feasting on her breasts until he had her fashionably torn jeans and skimpy panties down past her wide hips. He then continued examining her voluptuous form as he pulled her jeans and panties all the way to her ankles so she could step out of them. He had a nice view of her swollen pussy lips and noticed she was already getting wet between them. However, he was also surprised to see that her clitoris was also adorned by a ring that was only partially visible from inside her tender, pink delight.

Chad reached up to touch the small gold ring inside her and finger her cunt so he could judge how ready she was for him. He was able to easily slide two fingers inside her and when he briefly finger-fucked her, he enjoyed how she squatted and opened herself more for his penetration while she played with her breasts.

Chad pulled his hand away from her and stood to look for a place where they could shift their action. Nikki was already ahead of him, though. The table was clear, so she reclined on top of it with her hips at the edge and her legs held up and open wide as an invitation. Chad quickly removed his trousers and shorts to completely free his manhood and moved to stand between her legs. Nikki's slender legs wrapped around his waist and as she pulled him into her, her thick thighs spread wider. He opened her pussy by teasing it with the head of his prick before finally sliding into her sopping hole. He didn't stop moving into her until his testicles were resting against her curvaceous ass. Despite the size of his cock, she had no difficulty accommodating him and soon his balls were slapping against her and her pussy made wet, sucking noises as his cock worked in and out of it.

The other girls watched in fascination as their "daddy" fucked their friend on the table where they had recently enjoyed dinner. Chad rammed into her with such force that the large, heavy table rocked and creaked slightly underneath the pair. Even though Nikki seemed to take his huge cock easily, she was still surprised how big it felt and thought to herself that she had never taken anything so big inside her pussy.

Nikki was far from a passive lover. She reached up to hold Chad by his upper arms and moved her hips in time with his to increase the force of his pounding. Her face had a look that resembled a scowl and her deep, dark eyes blazed as if to challenge him to do more. Her raunchy sex talk soon gave way to loud grunts and moans of pleasure that were punctuated by frequent discharges of her pussy juice over Chad's prick. Chad couldn't tell if she was experiencing multiple orgasms or just one long continuing one.

To occupy themselves as their daddy indulged himself, the other three teens undressed each other. Naturally, Brittany and Sarah focused on Kate, who was the most passive of the three. She was quite receptive to their advances, even if she was rather shy about it. Once their clothes were scattered about the floor, the strawberry blonde and her anal whore companion had each of her perky C-cups in their mouths, while Kate closed her eyes and enjoyed being the object of their carnal intentions.

As focused as he was on fucking Nikki, Chad still glanced over to see what the other girls were doing. He gained renewed excitement as he watched his daughter rubbing several fingers against her pussy while trying to get her other hand inside her platinum haired friend. Kate was holding on to Brittany's shoulders for support because Sarah had temporarily abandoned Kate's tits and was behind her quiet friend trying to finger either her pussy or her ass. It reminded Chad of when the girls used to accuse one another of "lezzing out". He then realized that this activity didn't seem new to any of them and it probably happened a lot, right in his home when he was away. He wondered if his daughter might start dating other women, and if so, would she bring her girlfriend/partner home to share with her daddy?

Sarah knelt down and put her head between Kate's spread ass cheeks but Chad didn't have time to wonder if she was enjoying Kate's asshole or pussy because Nikki regained his attention once more. She managed to raise herself to a sitting position while still impaled on Chad's throbbing cock and seized his head in her hands to pull him down to her for a deep, hard kiss. Her tongue pushed into his mouth and moved about wildly. Chad responded by pushing back with his tongue leading his dark beauty to move her kissable lips to capture his lower lip and suck hard on it. The couple took turns biting and sucking each other's lips in-between bouts with their intertwined tongues.

Nikki gave Chad's lip one final nip with her teeth, and then moved to whisper in his ear, "I want you to get your big, fat white nut in my black pussy, baby. Mmm.., if you want to own it, you need to fuck me like you own me; like my eighteen year old pussy is all yours. Goddamn, that huge fucking dick feels so good inside me... Ahhh.... , Fuck! You keep making me cum like no one else ever has. I want you to pop your nut and fill me up with your hot, white cum. I need to feel your load in my nasty cunt."

Chad's senses were getting overloaded. Besides having his arms full of her soft, smooth, warm body, his young beauty had a filthy mouth that she used to urge him on. When he looked down at her, he saw her large, soft breasts rocking wildly between them and he felt her tightening her cunt around his cock to try and hold him inside her. In a suddenness that surprised him, Chad felt his cock starting to spasm uncontrollably as it spurted his load of cum deep inside the beautiful girl's cunt.

He thrust as far into her as he could, while his cock continued to pulse and empty his aching balls drain into her tight hole. When he was finished, Chad slowly withdrew from her swollen pussy and left Nikki shaking and satisfied. Her body tensed and relaxed over and over to force some of his thick cum to ooze out of her vagina to make a nice cream pie. He left his newest teen whore glowing and purring in post-sex delight so that he could take Sarah for a nice ride.




Thanksgiving and Xmas Pounding



Chad pulled Sarah away from Kate and Brittany and she eagerly followed him to the table. Nikki's glistening chest had stopped heaving and she was getting ready to move off the table, but Chad had her remain where she was.

"Bend over the table between her legs, you little cunt and enjoy the deposit I left for you!" he directed Sarah.

Sarah was more than happy to comply, but before she started on Nikki's pussy, she pleaded, "I want you to hold my hips and push your cock against my asshole."

His cock wasn't quite hard enough to penetrate her tight ass, but while he worked on that, he told Brittany to bring him the lubricant from their bedroom. A minute later, his darling daughter ran back with her magnificent boobs bouncing wildly and she gave him the large tube of KY jelly.

Chad squeezed a generous amount into his palm and warmed it between his hands before applying it to the brunette's ass.

"Let me help you, Daddy," Brittany said as she began stroking his cock.

Sarah was enjoying the cum still oozing from Nikki's wide open hole and waited with building excitement for her lovely ass to be violated once more by her daddy. Chad used his fingers to slowly open her bung hole and prepare it for the coming defilement. Sarah was slowly rocking herself over his fingers and moaning louder for him to hurry and fuck her ass. Brittany put some KY on her hand and then smeared it over her father's cock while Chad focused on her vulnerable friend.

When he was satisfied that Sarah's ass was ready, he placed his shaft between her ass cheeks so that it was just poking out at the top of her crack. He squeezed her cheeks over his rod and slowly ran his cock through her slick crack. Sarah rotated her hips around to give him a slow, teasing ass-job while letting Chad remain still to enjoy being pleasured. With her eyes closed, the raven-haired high school senior focused on her task, massaging a majority of the man's measurement by rocking her body in a rhythmic motion, while randomly alternating the directions.

Feeling himself ready, Chad stopped her movements and spread her cheeks wide while Brittany placed the tip of his cock against Sarah's barely open little hole. Chad moved into her slowly with a steady pressure and watched as the head of his large, red cock started to disappear into her. He felt the hardness of her sphincter ring as it tightened around the invading monster and he paused frequently to allow his young butt-slut to adjust to him, He was only halfway inside her when he started to feel like he was going to cum again. He stopped and waited for the feeling to subside and then resumed his penetration.

Sarah felt her ass expanding to accept his huge cock and she winced from the brief pain, but once the head of his cock was inside her, her tender hole started to feel better. She felt an incredible fullness in her and as she took inch after inch, that feeling only increased. After he was fully inside and his hips pressed against her ass, she exhaled and forced herself to remain relaxed.

After burying himself to the hilt in the poor girl's ass, Chad slowly withdrew and watched as her asshole extended back along his shaft as if trying to pull it back in. It took two more very slow and complete penetrations before he was able to move in and out of her with relative ease. At that point, he sped up his movements and a minute later, he was pounding into her.

When Chad was moving through her easily, Sarah went back to enjoying Nikki's warm pussy delight. Each time Chad hit against her, he pressed her face hard into her friend's wet hole and let her tongue try to extend up inside it. Every now and then, Sarah looked down between her spread legs and watched the behemoth sliding in and out of her brown pucker just below it, Chad's heavy balls were swinging around and their size promised a nice load of cum would soon fill her ass.

By that point, Sarah was too distracted to pay any more attention to Nikki, so the freshly fucked teen rolled off the table to join Brittany and Kate who were in the living room enjoying a nice 69. When they two girls noticed Nikki was standing next to them, they untangled and moved up on either side of their friend. Nikki could smell the scent of their sex juice on their faces and fingers while the two girls came on to their dark companion.

Brittany took charge and moved Nikki to the couch and mounted her so that she could rub her wet pussy against Nikki's chocolate pussy lips. Kate began with sucking Nikki's large, soft, breasts but was soon maneuvered up to sit over Nikki's face. She found that Nikki knew her way around another girl's pussy and after getting settled in, Kate fondled Brittany's tits briefly before the two white girls took turns kissing each other and suckling their breasts.

"Ugh, that huge, fat fucking dick tearing up my asshole feels so fucking good," Sarah proclaimed in a nasty tone. She fingered her clit and pussy to speed up her climax and her body was soon quaking in the throes of a massive orgasm. Chad heard her whimper each time his cock slammed into her ass and the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her anus gave him an indescribable pleasure. Once more, he felt the end of his dick tingling and knew that he was moments away from filling her ass with his cream.

As soon as she recovered from her first orgasm, Sarah looked back and smiled at Chad. "Mmmmm...., I hope you like fucking my ass as much as I like fucking you with it, Daddy. Do you like looking at your cock inside my nasty asshole?" she bit her lip, "You can even hear my butthole sucking on your cock when you pull it out. It's so raunchy, I love it! Oh God, Daddy, that's so fucking hot, baby, but now I want you to give it to me."

Under Chad's continued thrusting, the teenager's sounds of passion and lust grew louder. "Fuck me, Daddy. Mmm, yes, just like that. Fuck your nasty, little girl's butt harder. Come on; fuck me like you own me, because I'm yours. Really give it to me, Daddy. Fuck..."

The other girls, hearing Sarah's wails of pleasure from being brutally sodomized, stopped what they were doing to each other so they could watch in rapt attention. Their hands were no longer on each other, but were instead planted at their own clits, where they frigged desperately to the sight of their friend having her asshole desecrated.

Sarah climaxed again, but her throat was hoarse and she had cum so many times that it left her exhausted. Her pussy juice was covering the inside of her thighs and decorated the inside of her cunt with a frothy mess. Chad trembled and hunched over her ass. His cock began spurting deep inside Sarah's poor ass and when he finished, both of them remained still for a long moment while they tried to regain the strength in their legs to move away from the chair and each other. When he stood up and backed away, his cock made a disgusting wet plopping noise as it finally fell free from Sarah's ass. Her hole however, remained quite open and would take several minutes to eventually close back to its original size. With nothing to hold it inside her, a thick trail of white cum started to slowly flow out of her butthole.

Chad left the girls and headed to the bathroom to thoroughly clean his soft cock so that it would be ready for the next girl in line when he was fully recharged. Sarah remained bent over the chair to rest some more, but Brittany and the other two girls gathered around her to look at what their "daddy" had done to her ass. As they watched the white, gooey mess still emerging from Sarah's back hole, they couldn't help but imagine Chad fucking each of them the same way.

When Chad returned, he found the girls sipping fresh drinks and listening to Sarah describe her recent experience with anal sex in graphic detail. The girls stopped talking and giggled quietly when they saw him enter the room.

"Daddy! Sarah was just telling us how it felt to have you fucking her in the ass," Brittany said. "Who do you want to fuck now?"

"I think its Kate's turn," Chad said, looking at his next little playmate. "I'm saving Brittany for last, but hope you don't wear me out by then."

Kate had been waiting patiently for her turn to ride Chad's dick and after all the "extracurricular" activity she had been enjoying with her friends up to that point, she was primed and ready. Chad led her to one of the dining room chairs and after he sat down in it, he had start sucking on his cock to get it hard again. She was eager to comply and was soon slurping noisily on it. Several minutes later, he decided she had done enough and had her climb up over his lap with her legs spread and supported by the armrests. She held on to his shoulders and neck to keep herself upright and watched as Chad positioned his shaft directly under her open pussy.

Her long, finger nails raked his flesh while she began to wiggle her ass and sink down over his cock. As Kate slowly enveloped him in her warm cunt, Chad enjoyed the feeling of her velvety walls squeezing his cock like a vice. Brittany and her friends all had nice, tight pussies, but Kate's was by far the smallest and tightest of the group. Chad summoned up as much will power as he could to keep himself from exploding right then and there after all the other fucking that was done so far tonight. He slid out, then back in, giving her more of his throbbing fat member each time, watching the pure look of ecstasy on Kate's face as she moaned.

"Fuck, daddy, yes, more...more..."

Chad started going faster, grabbing onto her hips, lifting her into the air so he could go deeper. She felt so good riding him in this position; it was a novel experience for both of them and her ass bounced every time she hit bottom. Chad held her around the waist and started fucking her harder and faster, groaning at the tightness of her pussy. He wanted to feel her pussy tighten even more when she had an orgasm.

Kate started to moan louder, her breasts were bouncing up and down in from of Chad and he saw her face becoming more flushed with excitement.

"Oh, fuck, Daddy, I think I'm going to come..." She propped herself up with her hands on Chad's shoulders, watching his cock go in and out of her tight pussy. Chad pushed his fat cock into her as hard as he could, making her scream with joy as her pussy contracted over and over again. He could feel her juices squirted around his cock and glanced over to see what the other girls were doing; Brittany and Nikki playing with Sarah, who still seemed exhausted from the fucking he had just given her.

Kate's climax was subsiding, but Chad wasn't done with her, yet. He leaned forward and kissed her hard, forcing his tongue into her mouth to probe around. Kate responded by kissing him back equally hard and she held his head tightly in her hands to try and control him. When their kiss ended, Chad stood up with Kate holding onto him. Once her legs were clear of the chair, he let her slide down his body to stand before him.

"I'm going to fuck you doggy style now, baby." Chad announced.

"Mmm, okay daddy," Kate said in a sultry voice. She got down on all fours and spread her legs slightly for him, her juices still dripping out of her wonderful pussy. Chad lined up and rammed his cock deep into her cunt. Chad began fucking her hard, holding nothing back, his balls slapping against the back of her thighs, making her scream and dig her nails into the carpet to keep from getting knocked down under his onslaught.

"Oh, fuck, daddy. God, you feel so good," Kate cried out.

Chad fucked her hard for a couple of minutes, then, pulled her up to a standing position while they remained coupled. They moved near the dining table and he directed her to brace her hands against it. As she leaned forward and held on to the table's edge, she felt his hands squeezing her firm tits hard to hold her while he resumed fucking her hard from behind.

"Oh, fuck, daddy, I'm going to come again," she called out.

Chad was already feeling close to his own climax and hearing those words caused him to lose what little self-control he had left. With the familiar boiling sensation growing in his groin, he kept pounding her.

When he reached down under her to rub her clit, Kate screamed out again, "Oh, fuck, daddy, I'm coming!!!!"

Her pussy gave one final powerful spasm, her juices squirting out around his cock, and Chad gave in, wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through him as his hot baby batter shot deep inside Kate's womb.

"FUUUUCCKKK!!!! Daddy, I'm coming again"

"Oh, fuck Katie, you feel so good coming around Daddy's cock."

After Chad pulled out, he sat back down in the chair he had recently vacated and pulled Kate by the hand to help her gently sit back on his lap. He felt their combined love juices leak from her delicious pussy onto the top of his thighs and his groin. She leaned her head back and turned to enjoy a long soft kiss. This time, the passion was subdued and the couple basked in the afterglow of their mutual climaxes. Chad's hands moved to lightly fondle her perky big breasts while they kissed and was rewarded by her short gasp of pleasure while their mouths were still joined.

Chad had finished with the guests and after a short recovery period with Katie on his lap, he helped her up and went over to his lovely young daughter. While her Dad was fucking their friend, Brittany, Nikki, and Sarah had moved themselves over to the couch and the three bodies were a tangled pile of arms, legs, wet pussies, gorgeous tits, and plenty of sounds of pleasure.

Chad carefully pried her free from their small orgy and lifting her in his arms, he carried his daughter back to the dining area. He gently placed her on the table, which was the scene of his earlier conquests, and arranged her so that her pussy was right at the edge. She leaned back on her elbows as her father took position between her legs and aimed his fat cock at her pink opening.

"Holy fuck, I love that thing!" she sighed loudly. He pressed forward and the wide tip of his cock slipped into her. He continued until the first three inches had disappeared inside her.

"Oh God!" Chad moaned. He pulled back about an inch and then he eased forwards until over six inches was buried inside her.

"Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h fuck that feels good," he exclaimed. After pausing for a moment he pulled back a few inches and then slowly pushed forward once more, not stopping until her amazing pussy consumed the entire shaft.

Enjoying the sight of her Daddy plunging into her, Brittany watched silently as he pumped into her. Each time, he would withdraw almost completely from her cunt before slowly pressing back in as far as he could go. He was sure that he could feel his tip touching her cervix. Brittany saw her friends had stopped their play so they could enjoy watching the father-daughter love fest in front of them.

Chad's fingers walked up her body and soon were massaging and tweaking her nipples, which were begging for attention. Chad continued slowly fucking her and playing with her body to bring Brittany to the goal she was aching for to achieve.

"Oh daddy, I love the fell of your hard, fat cock tearing my pussy up. You're making me feel so good! Oh god, fuck me harder, don't be so gentle! I want you to show them how much you love fucking your little angel!"

"Whatever you want, my sexy daughter!" Chad said. He pulled nearly all the way out and then slammed his cock into her hard.

All Brittany could say for the next couple minutes was, "Ooof," followed by "Umph," and "Oooooh," as her father smashed into her over and over. He was hitting into her so hard that the table was slowly sliding away. Her pussy tightened around him and she grabbed his face to pull him down to her. Her breathing became faster and harder while she kissed him deeply. Chad felt her tongue darting around inside his mouth and her heavy, uneven breathing just before she pulled back gasping.

"Oh God, I'm going to cum! Oh Daddy, you're making me cum! Oh yes!" She bore down for several moments trying to hold back the pending climax, but when Chad leaned down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth that was the last straw. Brittany groaned in a surprisingly deep voice, "Oh fuck, I'm cummming! Oh God, don't stop! Oh, PLEASE keep fucking me Daddy. Don't stop!"

Her hips bucked uncontrollably into Chad as her climax ran its course. When it finally waned and she could breathe again, Brittany pulled her father back to her lips so she could smother him with kisses and whisper over and over how much she loved him. Chad was still pumping into her slowly and when she finally realized it, Brittany looked down to watch his cock moving in and out of her.

When she had recovered from her first climax, Chad sped up his tempo to power into her again. Their mouths were locked in a passionate French kiss and soon her body was shaking violently as she experienced another powerful orgasm. Suddenly, Chad felt his cock starting to pulse and he quickly filled his little girl with a load of his warm cum while crying out with his own release. The three-girl audience cheered the couple on and demanded more from Chad.

Chad was sure he could coax one last load out of his balls, so he freed himself from his daughter's grip and pulled his cock out of her cunt with a loud, wet noise. Brittany laid on the table pouting and telling her Daddy she wanted more, but Chad told her that she had nearly drained him and before they left, he wanted to give their guests one last group-fuck.

He helped his reluctant daughter off the table and directed her and the other girls to line up next to the table. He saw their confused looks and explained further. He wanted all of them lying on the big dining room table with their legs spread and in the air. He would start at one end and fuck each of them for one minute at a time before moving to the next one in order. When he reached the end, he would start all over and continue like that until he was ready to cum again.

The girls were all giggling as they carefully climbed up on the table and took their positions while Chad stroked himself back to hardness. First up for Chad was his daughter Brittany. She was still very wet and had their combined cum still leaking from her pussy when he dove into her. A minute later, he suddenly pulled out of her to go to the next girl, Sarah. He fucked Sarah's delightful pussy for a minute then moved on to Nikki, and finally little Kate.

He went down the line fucking his daughter and her friends at four more times each until he felt his balls readying to deliver one more load of his baby batter for the girls to receive. Chad warned them that he was about to explode and he shifted to the opposite side of the table so that their faces could enjoy his salty cream. The first jet of jizz went over Brittany's face and landed a thick, sticky rope of cum over her tits. He quickly moved over to give Sarah her load and managed to shoot it into her open mouth from a short distance. By the time he reached the end, each girl had a nice load of his jizz on their face or chest and he was completely spent. Chad sat down in the chair to rest and watched his little teen playmates licking and cleaning the cum off of each other.

"I hope everybody liked the Thanksgiving stuffing this year," Chad said loudly to be heard over the excited giggles and laughter in front of him. That only caused them to laugh louder. Chad also told them that he could still see some of his cum dripping from their pussies and the girls decided to take their group action over to the couch where they could more easily and thoroughly clean one another with their tongues.

Christmas

Brittany wanted to have a special Christmas Eve dinner with just her father, but what Chad didn't know was that she had a surprise planned for him later that night. When he came home from work, his daughter had their dinner ready. Afterwards, the two of them were relaxing over a few glasses of wine when they decided to have an early exchange one gift each. Taking their glasses of wine with them, they moved into the family room where their Christmas tree was standing.




Thanksgiving and Xmas Pounding



Chad picked out the gift that he wanted Brittany to open first, and when she opened the box, she found a beautiful black cocktail dress and two tickets for a swanky New Year's Eve party. She squealed with delight and after holding the dress up against herself to see what it would look like, she ran over to her father to give him a big hug.

"Thank you, Daddy! It's so beautiful!" she gushed as her soft boobs squeezed against his chest. From her excitement, Chad knew they were going to have a great night together when they went to bed. Brittany let him go and told him that she didn't finish wrapping his present and asked him to go upstairs for a little while so she could get it together. He father gave her a soft kiss and smiled before heading upstairs to wait.

After waiting impatiently for five minutes, Chad called down to see if she was ready, but she shooed him away and said she would call when his gift was ready. After a few more minutes, he stripped down to his boxers and watched TV wondering what was taking his little girl so long to wrap a present

It took almost thirty minutes before Brittany called for her Daddy to come back to the family room. When he came downstairs, Chad noticed that all the lights were off except for those on the tree, which gave a soft illumination to the room. At first, he didn't see his daughter, but when he rounded the corner of the couch he found her lying underneath the Christmas tree on two blankets with pillows all around her. She was only wearing a pair of red, white, and green striped stockings, and wrapped up with two red bows. Her angelic smile and sparkling eyes looked perfect under the Christmas tree lights.

"Daddy, won't you come unwrap your Christmas present," she said coyly.

As beautiful and sexy as she looked at that moment under the Christmas tree, Chad couldn't wait to unwrap his present. He approached her with anticipation when she held her hand up to stop him.

"Daddy, this isn't everything. For the rest of your gift, I'll be pleasing you tonight," she explained. "So, take your time and enjoy yourself."

Chad looked at Brittany and knew it was going to be a long night. He started with removing the two bows on her body. Once they were off, he could take the full measure of her beautiful tits and bubbly ass and he could feel the stirring in his loins. He had the wicked thought of being Santa, stuffing her box and "cumming" down her "chimney".

She could see he was already swelling under his shorts and his cock was pressing against the material, so she rose to her knees and slowly pulled down his boxers. When his monster dick sprang free, it almost hit her in the face. She just loved that her daddy was extra thick, fat, and long to sate her carnal desires.

She took it in her hands and started stroking it vigorously. She hungrily licked her lips while her hands ran over the length of his cock. "Oooooh Daddy! It's just so big!"

"It's always big for you, baby," her father said while smiling down at his not-so-little girl. She cupped his heavy balls with one hand while wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock and brought it close to her face. Her seductive ice blue eyes sparkled as she looked up at him in the dim light, then she pursed her pink lips and kissed the fat cock head. Chad groaned inwardly at how amazingly soft her lips felt as they pressed into his hard cock. When she pulled back from her erotic kiss, her lipstick left an image of her lips on his fat mushroom tip.

She tilted her head slightly and gave her father a lustful look. "Does Daddy want his little girl to suck his big, fat, monstrous cock?" she teased

"Oh, my naughty little girl. I want you to wrap those slutty lips around your daddy's dick," Chad replied. He was loving his Christmas gift so far. Brittany grinned as she pressed her lips again to his cock. This time she parted them so that she could take him into her mouth. As she swallowed the head, her lips tightened around the shaft. She kept her eyes on him the entire time as she began to swallow his length. Her hands continued to stroke his shaft and balls as she sucked him off. Each time she reached another inch or so, she pulled back to focus on licking his cock-head leaving a trail of pink rings around his dick to mark her progress.

She ran her tongue down the side of his cock and left a large amount of saliva which started to drip off his fat shaft. When she began to suck on his knob again he grabbed her strawberry blonde hair at the back of her head and began to pull her further down over his cock. Brittany loved having her Daddy be aggressive and take charge of her; despite how quickly he forced the rest of his cock between her lips, she was able to relax and take it down her throat without gagging.

When her lips pressed into the curls over his manhood, she could feel the saliva dripping down her chin as she sucked. It was almost more than he could stand. Chad knew that at the pace his daughter was going, he would soon be dumping his load straight into her taut little tummy. She resisted at first when he tried to pull her away, but once Brittany realized her dad getting close to cumming, she allowed his cock to slide out of her mouth. She took a couple of deep breaths after having her airway partially closed by his monster dick head pressing into it, and Chad forced himself back from the edge of ejaculation.

"You know how much I love swallowing your cum Daddy, but it's too early and besides, I think your present should cum in a tight little box."

She reclined on the blankets and pillows under the Christmas tree and spread her stocking covered legs wide to invite her Daddy to fill her little box up. He knelt down between her open thighs and guided his cock towards her freshly shaven twat.

"Ohhhhh Daddy. Yes...!" Brittany exclaimed when her daddy started pushing his dick into her pussy. He didn't give her his entire length at once, however. Instead, he started to thrusting into her and taking his time to penetrate a little further each time.

"Ohhhh God, baby girl...," he groaned as he held on to her stockings covered legs and pumped his cock firmly and completely into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh ohhh fuck... mmmm... push that fat dick into my hot tight cunt Daddy!" Brittany cried out. She started rocking her whole body under Chad while he plowed his dick into her, and he smiled at the sight of his baby girl's tits bouncing each time his shaft rammed into her pussy.

"Mmmmm yes... ohhhh fuck me... ohhh fuck me!" she moaned over and over. Her eyes were closed and her head tiled back as she focused on the pleasure being delivered between her legs.

"Ahhhh yeah! Awwww, shit...!" Chad grunted. The juice from her pussy covered her bottom and his balls so that they made a wet, slapping noise every time they smacked against her.

"Ohhhh, ohhh, yeah! Fuck me harder... ohhh, yes... cause your baby girl... is a hardcore slut... for her daddy's cock!" she called out between his pounding thrusts.

"Mmmmm... you kiss your daddy with that mouth?" he asked in a joking tone. He smirked at his daughter as he rammed every inch of his dick into her pussy. He paused to lean down and take her mouth with his in a hard, lustful kiss.

"Oh wait. I guess you do," he said breaking away from their kiss.

"Ohhhh yeah... keep giving me... that big... ohhhhh,... fat, fucking, dick!" Chad felt her pussy constricting and relaxing in rapid spasms around his cock and knew that she was having her first orgasm of the night. Chad continued to pile-drive his cock into his daughter's wide open cunt for a few more minutes before he pulling out.

"Okay baby girl. Time to get up on all fours so Daddy can give his beautiful present a little doggy action."

Brittany moaned in disappointment when he pulled out of her, but she loved her Daddy riding her from behind. She slowly rolled over and rose up to her knees and hands with her thighs spread to give her daddy a clear shot at her.

"You're such a bad little girl. You're going on Daddy's naughty list!" Chad teased. He grabbed her by the hips and pressed his cock back between her smooth pussy lips.

"Yay! Fuck me daddy! Fuck your slutty little bitch!" she cried out loudly. She threw her head to the side, to whip her long blonde hair out of the way and watched him mount her. Her eyes begged him to shove it in and give her another Christmas wish.

Once again, his fat tip split her cunt open and sank deep inside her wet fleshy folds. Even after the hammering he had just given her, she still felt tight around his cock. He could hear her sigh then grunt as his cock forced past her entrance and deep into her pussy. Once he was fully inside, he began to fuck her harder than ever.

"Grab my hair, Daddy! Hold on to it and ride me like I was your horse!" She felt him taking her long blonde hair in his hand and then tug on it to pull her back onto his cock. Brittany loved that feeling of being taken by her Daddy and when he resumed slamming into her, she could feel his balls smacking up against her body. He had been fucking her for so long, her pussy was starting to feel raw, but she didn't care.

"Daddy, please make me cum all over your big fat cock!" The back of her thighs were slick with the copious fluid running out of her cunt. Brittany was just moments away from another climax when Chad reached under her to frig her little clit. That was enough to drive her into another loud and loud orgasm. After almost a minute of her body quivering and shaking under him, she finally stopped and he pulled his cock out of her sore, wet pussy.

"Daddy, you still have one more present," she said in an almost exhausted sounding voice. She reached under the pillows and pulled out a large tube of KY jelly.

"I know what my baby girl wants," he said as he took the lubricant from her. He spread her ass cheeks to expose her asshole and then applied a large amount of the jelly over it.

Oh, Daddy! That feels so cold!" she exclaimed. He started rubbing it into her tight little hole with his fingers and then pressed one inside her little sphincter. He went slowly so that it wouldn't hurt her and spent almost five minutes preparing her ass for his cock's invasion. When he was able to move three fingers in and out of her comfortably, he told her that she was ready. He applied a generous amount over his semi-erect cock and stroked himself a few times to regain full hardness.

He placed the tip of his cock against her slightly open brown pucker and pressed in slowly and steadily. Chad loved the sight of his cock disappearing for the first time in a girl's ass and he felt the hard ring trying to protect her back opening. Brittany was breathing hard and trying to relax and accommodate her daddy's huge size as his cock slowly disappeared into her ass.

When he was almost half-way inside her ass, Chad let go of his daughter's ass cheeks and held her by the waist so that he could start pumping his cock in and out of her cute rear end. After the first few movements, her asshole was expanded enough that he slid in and out more easily. She was still incredibly tight around his shaft, but he was able to work his way deeper inside her ass.

"Ohhhh, shit daddy! Fuck my asshole,.... ohhh, yeah...," she moaned underneath him. When he was able to increase the tempo of his thrusting, Brittany responded by rocking back and forth on her knees to work in synchrony with him. Chad penetrating her ass completely and hitting her nice, round cheeks with his hips on every thrust. He watched the way they jiggled with each impact and it just excited him more.

Brittany leaned down over the pillows to rest on her forearms while taking her daddy's cock deep in her asshole. She needs to complete her carnal pleasure, so she reached between her legs and pushed two fingers into her cunt. She worked them in and out in time with the cock that was defiling her ass and rubbed them over her swollen clit.

"Mmmmm... ohhh, yes!... ohhh, pound my butt, Daddy!" she begged with desire. Chad continued to briskly drive his dick in and out of her asshole while she continued to play with her pussy. Chad's dick felt almost numb as slammed his cock balls deep into Brittany's rear end and enjoyed the thought of keeping his fuck-stick hard and fully charged for a long time so he could fuck his daughter silly all night without stopping.

"Mmmm.. ohhhh, shit daddy!... ohhhh!" Brittany moans as she worked her fingers in and out of her twat. Chad grunted in surprise when Brittany rocked back again against him so hard that he felt his own ass jiggle from the impact.

"Ohhhh ohhh..." Brittany kept moaning. She pulled her fingers from her pussy and then put them in her mouth to lick and suck them clean of her honey juice.

"Okay, Daddy. It's time for me to ride this fat, fuck-stick," she said. She then pulled herself forward to remove his dick from her ass while Chad called out his unhappiness with stopping.

"You go clean that tool good while I rest and get ready," Brittany told him. Chad reluctantly stood up and walked back to the downstairs power room to clean his cock. When he returned, he wasn't hard, but his dick was still massive-looking as it swung from side-to-side between his legs.

Brittany had him lay on his back on top of the blankets she had rearranged and once he was comfortable, she straddled his face and bent down to suck his cock back to life. While she was enjoying herself, Chad took advantage of the juicy delight over his mouth and started licking and sucking her sopping wet pussy clean.

When Brittany had him fully aroused, she got up to turn around and straddle his waist. She took his throbbing rod and guided it towards her waiting hole as she descended over it.

Once more, he felt her wet softness enveloping his cock."Ohhhh baby, that pussy fells so great, Chad told her. When she was completely impaled, she took his hands and placed them over her breasts.

"Mmmmm... ohhh yeah!... mmmm... fuck...," Brittany whimpered as she slowly rocked over her daddy's shaft. Chad played with her nipples and then she changed her movement so that she was bouncing up and down over his cock. Chad moved his hands to her hips and enjoyed watching her tits jiggle and bounce wildly above him. Feeling like he needed to do more than lay there, Chad began thrusting his shaft up to meet Brittany's descending cunt.

"Ohhhh, yes, Daddy!" Brittany called out. Her hands moved to brace herself against her father's chest and give her better balance while she bounced up and down over his dick. When she came all the way down, Brittany would pause to grind her cunt down against the base of his cock which made her father cry out in joy.

"Ohhhh... ohhh... fuck, Daddy! I just came again!" Brittany announced before stopping and falling forward to laying on top of her father's chest. They remained joined, however and Chad kept driving his long hard dick into her. He embraced his daughter with both arms a caressed her back as he continued his slow, undulating movements under her.

Brittany was totally exhausted from the strenuous activities of the evening and was almost ready to fall asleep in her daddy's arms. She nuzzled her face against his neck and lightly kissed him there several times while feeling the love being returned by her daddy.

Brittany didn't think it was possible, but she felt another orgasm building inside her. She relaxed and allowed wave after wave of pure please to wash over her body. Chad felt it as well because her pussy was once again squeezing his cock harder. He didn't try to restrain himself and allowed his own climax to build and then explode. He cried out loud once more while his cock twitched and pulsated inside his little girls' pussy, delivering a large load of his thick, gooey, baby batter deep inside her.

"Oh god, it's so hot! Shoot it all inside me, Daddy!" she urged. He did just what his baby girl asked for. With his cock bottomed out in her snatch he pumped jet after jet of hot spunk into her tight young pussy. She rubbed against him as she felt the hot seed flooding into her womb. Brittany remained on top of her father, kissing and biting his neck as him cum continued to spurt into her.

"Well baby girl, I have to say that was the best Christmas present I've ever received before." Chad said when he was able to speak. The loving couple laid together in post-coital bliss under the twinkling lights of their Christmas tree and watched the snow slowly falling outside in their back yard.

They fell asleep but awoke a couple hours later to enjoy a short, gentle love-making session before falling asleep again. Chad awakened to bright sunlight filtering through the windows on Christmas morning. As he looked up at his lovely daughter still lying on top of him, he was surprised to find his flaccid dick was still buried in her pussy. He loved the feeling of her cunt surrounding his cock and not wanting to wake his little angel, he remained still until he eventually fell back to sleep. His last waking thought was about how he had just received the best Christmas present he could ever imagine -- a good, father-daughter fucking.

The End 



Thanksgiving Appetizer



Having began the day with all the preparations for guests coming over, there were 4 of us in the house getting things ready. We were expecting 4 others later in the day around 3pm to sit down for Thanksgiving.

I had been cleaning the house as cooking was never my specialty, I was busy picking up things and dusting the furniture then had planned to vacuum afterwards. As I was moving from room to room, I went into the main bedroom and caught Bob walking from the shower into the bedroom.

Startling him as well as myself we laughed.

Bob walked over to the dresser to fetch his t-shirt and a pair of shorts. As he was pulling the t-shirt over his head, I walked past him and took hold of his flacid cock and told him to run away while I was laughing. He pulled the t-shirt down and asked me to do something useful now that I had matters in my hand.

So, I sat down on the bed and took him into my mouth and began to give him a slow blowjob. Working the head around my tongue before taking him into my throat. I gripped the base of his growing shaft as I moved my lips pursed tightly over his length. Moving his shaft through my hand as I would suck the head.

He ran his fingers through my hair as I continued to suck his hardness. He reached down and lifted my tank top up over my head as I pulled my mouth off his cockhead. Once the tank top was clear, Bob took a couple steps towards me as I knew what he was wanting.

I stood up and laid back on the bed, Bob straddled my tummy as he moved his cock back towards my mouth, only this time he pushed his shaft against my breasts as I pushed my breasts together. His hard cock was nestled perfectly between them. He began to fuck my boobs as I licked his cockhead with each pump.

As I looked into his eyes, I could tell he was going to cum soon so I squeezed my boobs together harder creating a tight crevice for him. He began pumping faster with full thrusts as we locked eyes. He groaned out and shot loads of cum up onto my face and neck. We never took our eyes off each other as his orgasm burst out.

He slowed his thrusts as I gripped the shaft and brought him into my mouth. tasting his cum as I sucked him clean. I then used his cock to gather what I could feel on my face and chin to bring it to my mouth. When I could gather no more, he used his fingers to push what he could into my waiting mouth.

He slipped off my body and as I began to follow, he told me stay on the bed as one good deed deserves another. He walked over to the closet and retrieved one of many long toys we store in there. He picked a rabbit with an attached smaller penetrator. One of my favorites.

As he made his way back to the bed, I moved up higher so that I could rest my head on the pillows. He moved towards me and settled under my right leg as I lifted it up so he could slide closer to me. He began running the rabbit over my slit teasing my clit and lips. He pushed alittle in then turned on the vibe. He pushed inside me as the smaller shaft pushed against my backside.

He began pumping me slowly at first while at the same time flicking his tongue over my clit. I felt the wetness building and the orgasm coming way too soon. I was pawing at my breasts as his tongue felt so good tight against my clit as he pumped. 

The smaller shaft brushing against my backside just he pushed the entire toy inside me, splitting my pussy as the smaller shaft penetrated my ass. A couple more flicks of my clit and I was soon coming.

I moaned out as wave after wave flowed through my body. My nipples hard as small rocks as I pulled and pinched them. Bob kept pumping me through several more orgasms until my body collapsed as he slowed the pace. I was panting and felt so relaxed. He pulled the toy from inside me and brought it up to my mouth as I licked the head of the rabbit.

Bob then tossed it aside as he slid up beside me, he laid with me caressing my body before moving up higher onto the bed. He was quite erect once again as he asked me if I as ready for a quick round 2. As I went to wrap my mouth around his swollen cock again. He moved forward so I didn't have to strain. I took him into my mouth and coated his entire shaft with saliva. I then moved around on the bed and positioned myself on all fours.

He moved behind me and uided his hard cock into my wet pulsing pussy in one full stroke, burying himself deep inside my walls. I moaned out from the suddenness. He began pumping deep and hard, I could sense he wanted to cum fast as he thrust himself repeatedly inside me. I grabbed the rabbit and turned it on, reaching between my thighs, I placed the rabbit against my clit as the smaller shaft hummed along his cock.

It didn't take long for him to start coming inside me. I clamped down with my pussy muscles as he pumped deeper into me. I felt another orgasm coming as I laid my head on the bed as he pulled on my hips pulling me onto his cock. He collapsed on me with his cock still inside my walls. 

I slowly lowered my hips as we fell to the bed. He moved off to the side then off the bed. I laid there for awhile as he began to get dressed. I brought myself to one more orgasm before getting up while he watched. It was such a nice break from the hectic schedule of getting the house ready.



Thanksgiving at Aunt Kathy's



Most families have their traditions, and in that regard my family wasn't any different than most. For us, the tradition used to be to go to my grandmother's for the feast, but she passed on when I was pretty young.

After that, the affair was held at my house one year, I think when I was 10, but our house was too small for the dozen or so people who showed up every year so I guess it was decided that we would go to my mother's sister's house for Thanksgiving.

This I liked a lot because not only was Aunt Kathy's house a lot bigger with a big yard that I could play around in, but it also meant because it was an over 100 mile trip we would stay overnight.

The other thing that was great about Aunt Kathy's house was Aunt Kathy, and as I became a teenager and discovered that there were more thrilling people than Fran Tarkenton and more interesting things to do than throwing a ball up onto a roof and catching it when it fell, Aunt Kathy became the focal point of the trip.

Aunt Kathy was gorgeous, and now looking back when I see the pictures of her back then I realize that my vision may have been a bit clouded by love and teenage lust at the time, but nothing could ever change the fact that I thought she was beautiful.

Back in 1974 I guess that she must have been close to 50 since she was my Mom's older sister, but she didn't look it. My Mom looked older, and maybe that was because she had kids and my Aunt Kathy hadn't, and they couldn't have looked more different physically.

My Mom, bless her, was a short chubby woman who had a pleasant looking face, and while in her youth pictures showed her to be an attractive woman, middle age had not been her friend.

Aunt Kathy, on the other hand, was like a model to my eyes. Like Twiggy, she was tall and lean, almost painfully thin. Considering what a great cook she was, I couldn't believe she could stay so thin. Then again, maybe her husband grabbed all the food before she could get at it.

Her husband, my Uncle Art - well, they say that if you can't say anything nice about somebody you shouldn't say anything at all, but that wouldn't be fair. Uncle Art was a fat slob whose main talent was an ability to fart very loud, and smoked the raunchiest cigars on the planet.

I couldn't stand him, and part of it was because he would invariably greet me with a loud, "How the hell are you Kenny me boy?" while rubbing his hand in my hair and messing it up. I hated that when I was 8, and the clown was still doing it when I was 18! 

Truth be told, the main reason I didn't like him was because he was married to my dream girl, and now that I was older that meant I knew he was climbing all over that goddess, snorting and sweating like a pig while grinding his lumpy hairy body into Aunt Kathy.

Then again, maybe he didn't do it that much because they didn't have kids. Hell, even my parents did it twice because that was something that my older sister and I can attest to by our very existence. 

So as I got older I became more of a gentlemen around Aunt Kathy, even helping her clean up the kitchen long after everybody else had gone into the living room to watch football and listen to Uncle Art fart. I think that probably ticked my Mom off since I wasn't much help around the kitchen back home, but she also liked not having to do much at Aunt Kathy's so she kept quiet and let me work.

I had thought that maybe I had become Aunt Kathy's favorite as well over the years, because as I got older our conversation turned to more adult things. Nothing graphic mind you, but she would ask about whether I had a girlfriend or not, and sometimes I did.

It struck me that when I would tell Aunt Kathy about them, they all had something in common. They all resembled Aunt Kathy. I found myself being attracted to the tall, slender tomboy types right from the start, and as far as breasts were concerned to me anything more that a handful was a waste.

That fit Aunt Kathy to a T, because it was obvious Aunt Kathy had small breasts just by looking at her, and the way she dressed made it seem like she tried to hide what she perceived as shortcomings by never wearing blouses or dresses with low necklines or even sleeveless tops which deprived me of any opportunities to even peek through the arm hole.

That was a shame too because Aunt Kathy had beautiful arms. Pale white and smooth except for a little down on her forearms and so slender that even at her bicep I could circle them with my thumb and index finger,which I did a few times. Aunt Kathy would giggle at that and pretend to make a muscle. She would laugh and I would get hard. 

So it was that Thanksgiving Day 1974 found me out in the kitchen with Aunt Kathy, and while everybody else was on the other side of the swinging door yelling at the Lions and Bears or whomever was playing, we were out there staring at mountains of half filled pots and pans and more dishes than 11 people could have possibly used.

Aunt Kathy had seemed a bit off to me this Thanksgiving, although I don't think anybody else noticed it besides me. She wasn't melancholy or anything, but just seemed a little different when I would look at her when she wasn't aware of me being there.

"It's not going to get done by itself," Aunt Kathy announced, and took off her sweater. The blouse she had on was daring for her, since it showed part of her collarbone, and while it had short sleeves they were very short and showed almost all of her lovely shapely arms.

In recent years Aunt Kathy had been letting me have a glass of wine with her while we worked, and this year was no exception. She poured it and we clinked glasses together once again, with Aunt Kathy adding as always that I wasn't to tell her sister that she was corrupting me.

"I'm 18," I reminded Aunt Kathy, who seemed to have forgotten.

"Oh gee," she said, "I thought I was the only one getting old."

"I'm a man now," I explained.

"Still my little guy though," Aunt Kathy said, and as she often did lifted her hand up to the top of my head. "Still got an inch or so on you though."

It was true that while I was about 5"10", at almost 6' she was a bit taller than I was, and while if anybody else did that to me I would have cringed. Aunt Kathy was different and I relished any contact with her, no matter how innocent.

In that brief moment my eyes were on Aunt Kathy's arm, and as I watched her little sleeve on her blouse ride up a bit, I was treated to about the most unexpected sight imaginable. Hair. Not a lot to be sure, but there right in the middle of that pale deep hollow of her armpit was a little spray of golden hair.

I guess the expression on my face revealed the shock I had felt about discovering that my model-like Aunt was a bit bohemian, but she had no idea why I was standing there with my jaw hanging down until I told her.

"When did you become a hippie, Aunt Kathy?" I asked, and it was then that she realized what had been exposed with her measuring me like that, and she jerked her arm down quickly as her face turned red.

"I'm sorry," I said when I saw she was embarrassed, even though back in the seventies it wasn't nearly as uncommon and out of the ordinary as it would be today. 

A whole bunch of girls didn't shave in our school, and even one of my ex-girlfriends didn't shave her underarms. I didn't care, even when she would kid her about having more hair under her arms than I did. I thought it looked nice on some girls, and Aunt Kathy was one of those, especially since her hair was so fine and light and there wasn't much of it that remained very feminine looking.

"Actually, I think it looks sexy," I told her as I came to her side at the counter, although anything she did would have accomplished that as well. "Not that you weren't sexy already."

"Easy on the wine Kenny," Aunt Kathy said as she scraped the burnt remains of a pan into the garbage, as shocked at hearing that as I was that I had said it. "It's affecting your vision. Besides, it isn't my idea."

"Uncle Art?" I asked, and after Aunt Kathy nodded I made a reluctant admission to his taste in that regard after reassuring her that I thought it indeed looked sexy while saying, "Well, maybe he's not a complete fool after all."

I apologized after saying that but Aunt Kathy shrugged it off while commenting, "I knew you weren't a big fan of his."

"Is it that obvious?" I asked.

"To me? Sure, but not to him," Aunt Kathy said, getting a bit emotional all of a sudden as she gestured toward the bellowing buffoon in the other room. "He thinks everybody in the world loves him, not only that waitress down at Benny's he's been screwing for the last couple of years."

"What? Art is cheating on you?"

"Is. Was. Probably always will," Aunt Kathy said. "Somehow he finds women that think he's irresistible. I would think they're pathetic but then look at me. I was them. I loved him once too, long ago.

"You don't any more, do you?" I opined, taking a stab at minding my aunt's business.

"Guess both of us better try harder to hide what we feel," she finally said, looking at me with those big brown eyes that were dewy like Ingrid Bergman's in Casablanca.

"I don't like him because he's got what I want," I blurted out while keeping an eye on the door. "How could a jerk like him end up with a woman like you? You have no idea how much I want you and fantasize about you. I love you so much it hurts."

"Is that the wine talking?" she asked, and when I shook my head she added, "You're about 30 years too late. Too bad because - who knows - I don't think I could have done much worse."

"Then why not leave him?" I whispered. "I can understand why you wouldn't want to be with me, but there's plenty of guys who must think you're just as beautiful as I do."

"Because we're a habit, Art and me."

"Habits can be broken," I suggested.

"Look, Kenny," Aunt Kathy said. "I know you see me differently, and I'm surprised no one else has noticed. I could tell a couple years ago that things were different between us and that you were growing up. I'm flattered beyond words to think that somebody would still find me attractive, and to be honest I did not discourage it. Just the opposite."

"That was why when you noticed my little attempt to make me more desirable to my husband I was embarrassed because I didn't think you would find it - well - like you do," Aunt Kathy confessed, referring to me peeking down her sleeve before, and she blushed again before admitting. "Even though I think I'm more like the set of a movie, where you peek behind the facade and discover the truth behind the image, I do always try to look my best when you come around."

"You don't have to try. You always look incredible to me," I told her. 

"I believe you," Aunt Kathy said softly as our work was grinding to a crawl. "Don't know why but I know it. Don't you think I've seen you looking at me? Don't you think I've seen that bulge in your pants? Do you know how that makes me feel - and don't say disgusted because you couldn't be more wrong. When you're around I feel different. When you look at me I imagine you're mentally undressing me."

"I do," I confessed. "All the time."

"And when you do I feel like I'm young again. I feel like I'm actually beautiful, instead of the tired flat-chested middle-aged broad I am under the clothes."

"Don't say that," I said, and I was going to kiss her there and then but I heard lumbering footsteps approaching the door and spun away from her.

"Still looks like a mess out here!" bellowed the last person in the world I wanted to see just then, and if he ruffled my hair when he passed by I swear I would have decked him.

"Well eat something," Aunt Kathy said. "Send everybody out here so we have less to put away."

"I'll do that!" Uncle Art said, and I cringed when I saw his paws grab those delicate shoulders so he could slobber on her neck from behind.

It was probably a good thing that people started coming in because the air in that kitchen was crackling. Hearing Aunt Kathy say those things had driven me into a heat that only a teenager with raging testosterone can understand, so the presence of others helped cool my jets for the moment.

But then we were alone again.

***

"Almost done," Aunt Kathy declared as she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and I couldn't help but smile at the way she was teasing me with her little motions designed to get my attention.

After everybody had gotten leftovers and gone back to The Wizard of Oz or whatever was on, our conversation had cooled but other things hadn't. As we moved around each other in the kitchen, wrapping things and putting stuff away, we made incidental contact. The incidental contact soon became more personal as we went along and the wine kept flowing, and it wasn't just me.

"Geez," Aunt Kathy had gasped after coming up behind me while I was scrubbing a pot, and as her hand reached around and grabbed the bulge that snaked over toward my hip, she said. "Damn - haven't grabbed one that couldn't all fit in my hand since I was your age."

If her hand had slid up and down the bulge a couple more times I would have cum right there, but fortunately she backed away while giggling, saying that she couldn't believe she had just done that and that she was off the wine for the rest of the night.

For my part I also took advantage of my Aunt Kathy when she was defenseless as well. As she reached up to put a colander up in the pantry I crept up on her and slid my hands under her arms, raking my fingers through the tiny wisps of hair, and when she shivered I asked her if she was ticklish.

"No," she shuddered. "Just sensitive."

At that point I let my hands slide over to cup her breasts. Aunt Kathy's arms came down to block me, too late as it turned out, and I could sense her embarrassment as she said, "Told you. Now you know my little secret."

"I don't care," I said as my hands kneaded what was mostly padding. "I already knew. Checked the clothes hamper many times."

I had known Aunt Kathy had worn padded bras, back then they called them training bras I think, and I had often examined those quilted bra cups while dreaming about the little morsels that had rested in them.

"And they're fantastic," I whispered as I ground my bulge into her backside after finding the treasures lost in the fabric. "Want to see them."

"Please honey," Aunt Kathy said before slipping out of my grasp. "Let's calm down."

"I want you," I begged.

"We can't," Aunt Kathy said as she looked back and saw me standing there with a big stain on my pants that wasn't caused by washing dishes but the result of my cock drooling. "I would - the way I'm feeling I swear I would - but we can't."

She was right, of course, because with a house full of people staying over there was no place to go. I wouldn't even be able to jerk off in privacy because I slept downstairs in the den that was only partly finished, rooming with some cousins that always stayed over.

But that didn't help any. I had thought that I wanted Aunt Kathy before, but that was when she was the unattainable object of my fantasies. Now, after sharing our thoughts and playing around like we were both teenagers, it actually seemed possible. So close yet so far.

Then it happened.

Eventually we all ended up in the living room watching the boob tube, and at some point my cousin's family started to get their stuff together.

"Helen couldn't get tomorrow off," a cousin explained, and although Uncle Art knew about this he had never bothered to tell his wife, and that was obvious by the expression on her face upon learning there would be fewer relatives staying overnight.

11 had become 7. Uncle Art and my dream girl in their bedroom, my mother and father in another bedroom, and Uncle Art's brother and his wife in the guest room. Number 7 was me, and instead of being stuck with four others downstairs on a cot, I was going to be all alone.

That look on Aunt Kathy's face - what was it? Was it dread? Had she just been playing around with me? Knowing that the unthinkable was impossible, had she just been flirting and teasing? Did she think that I was kidding around too?

The cousins left, and then we all watched television for a while. We would all wander out to the kitchen from time to time, grabbing a handful of peanuts or a drink, and one time I went back after Aunt Kathy had been out there for a while.

After I pushed the door and entered the kitchen I saw Aunt Kathy staring at a little cross that had been on the wall forever but I had never really noticed until now, with none of us being all that religious. Aunt Kathy's lips were moving as I approached, and when she saw me she walked past me, but not before she said four of the sweetest words I had ever heard.

"I'm coming downstairs later."

***

For the next hour I tried to find out whether I had telepathic powers because I just sat there and tried to will everybody to get sleepy like they seemed to do when turkey was involved. Finally, Uncle Art lifted a cheek and with that blast of methane unofficially declared the night over.

"You can sleep on the couch if you want, Kenny me boy," Uncle Art suggested. "No sense going down in the family room all by yourself - and I swear I'll have that room finished up down there by next Thanksgiving."

I passed on that suggestion by explaining that my stuff was already down there, and after exchanging glances with Aunt Kathy said my good nights and headed downstairs to wait. And wait. And wait.

I had the mood lighting on downstairs, which meant I had thrown my shirt over the lamp in the corner, and having stripped down to my underwear, looked at the bulge in my briefs and rearranged it before I sat on the edge of my cot.

The army cot that was my bed was not going to be used. Instead, the mattress that my cousins used would have to do. I guess it was a mattress that used to be on a bed upstairs and was dragged out of the garage once a year and put on the floor to serve as emergency bedding.

It was musty but was made up, obviously dragged out of the garage by my poor Aunt Kathy who hadn't been informed of the cousins change in plans. I would be happy to put it away tomorrow before we went back home, but I hoped that it would be after getting used.

From upstairs I heard the squeaking of floorboards, which meant that there was a 1 in 6 chance that it was Aunt Kathy. Unlike the loud plodding that I had heard about 20 minutes earlier these footsteps were quieter, almost like a cat walking across the floor, but Art and Kathy had no pets.

A slight squeaking of a door, and then the stairs light went on, followed by the sounds of slippers on steps and my cock threatened to tear through my briefs while I stood up from the cot.

And there she was. I wanted to cry because she was the most beautiful sight imaginable. The stairs light behind her made her blonde hair shine like a model, and then when she saw me we stood there staring at each other for a moment before she clicked the stairs light off and stepped out of her slippers.

The bathrobe she was wearing fell off her shoulders, revealing a plain white sleeveless nightie underneath that was plain and utilitarian, but on Aunt Kathy it looked amazing. I could almost see right through it; her nipples pushing on the front and the shadow of a golden triangle down below, but only for a second because as she stood there biting her lower lip she shrugged first one shoulder strap off and then the other.

The nightie slid right down her rail thin body, and then she was naked. She looked so scared and insecure but was also so brave, baring herself completely even though she had such a negative self-image. I had quite a different opinion, and that was only strengthened by seeing Aunt Kathy naked.

Androgynous might be a way to describe her, because that sleek torso had few curves. Her breasts were but mere swells on her chest, consisting mostly of aureole and nipple, and when she saw me staring at them she brought her hands up slowly, as if to shield those gorgeous buds from my view.




Thanksgiving at Aunt Kathy's



I shook my head no, and slid my underwear down to prove to Aunt Kathy that what I was looking at was beyond arousing, and after she saw my erection spinning around wildly after being released from confinement she lowered her hands and we walked toward each other.

I reached out to Aunt Kathy, and in the dim light the static electricity sparked audibly when my hands touched her arms. We both jumped at that but it didn't stop us from coming together, and as we embraced.

"I love you Aunt Kathy," I whispered in her ear as our hands went up and down each other's backs.

"I love you too honey," Aunt Kathy replied and as we kept necking I felt Aunt Kathy's hand reach down to seize what was poking her. "Omigod Kenny. You're so big. I don't know if I can..."

I was already easing us down to the mattress, and once Aunt Kathy's back hit the sheets I was parting those long slender legs and moving my face down into what was a lush and thick triangle of golden brown hair.

The aroma of her sex hit my senses before my tongue reached her pussy, and the ripe and musky scent of a woman in heat made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. This was only the third pussy I had even tasted, but while I loved slipping my tongue inside and tasting Aunt Kathy I was way too revved up to wait.

Fortunately, Aunt Kathy was of the same thought. Her fingers had been running through my hair at first but soon she had my scalp in her fists and was pulling me up on top of her.

"Please be gentle at first honey," Aunt Kathy pleaded, confessing afterward that she was afraid she would chicken out, but by then I was already climbing between my aunt's legs and fumbling around briefly before she helped guide me. 

The teeth digging into my collarbone, the muffled noises coming from Aunt Kathy and the amazing feeling of a middle-aged woman's pussy that was as tight as a virgin's - all of those should have been enough to have me cumming almost immediately but for whatever reason I didn't.

Instead I let my cock slip slowly and steadily into her snug sex until I was entering territory that hadn't been visited in ages, if at all. Having gently impaled Aunt Kathy to the hilt, I extracted my member just as slowly and the ride out was no less incredible as I pulled out until only the tip was inside her, and it was then I then began to repeat the measured and tender probing while struggling to resist the urge to thrust hard a couple of times and get rid of the aching inside my balls.

Aunt Kathy had removed her teeth from my neck and was now kissing all over my neck and shoulders, her breathless whispering at top speed telling me every emotion she was feeling adding to my struggle while I began to go a little faster and harder.

Her long legs had wrapped around me, as if I wanted to escape, and we started to become a team of sorts as we got into a rhythm on the musty mattress. To me it was like being in heaven, and even the creaking of the floorboards above us and the flushing of the toilet didn't faze either of us, especially Aunt Kathy who was cumming.

She buried her face in my neck to muffle her squeal while her pussy convulsed around my cock and after her orgasm faded she went back to smothering me with kisses as tears rolled down the sides of her face.

"Oh honey - it's been so long - so long since somebody made love to me," she gushed while I kept gliding in and out of what was still a wonderfully tight pussy. "You're so good." 

I have no idea how good I was, since while I wasn't a virgin my two previous efforts hadn't been anything to write home about. I suppose the second time was alright but my first time was memorable because it took me longer to get the condom on then the act itself, and only the fact that my date was more bombed than I was saved me from more embarrassment than I had.

This time though I was with somebody I loved and cherished and I was driven to make her happy. At first my goal was just to no cum right away, but after making Aunt Kathy cum - and that sight of her face in ecstasy during her orgasm would stay with me forever - I was filled with a confidence that I never thought I would have.

"That was so good honey," Aunt Kathy was saying after I pulled out, thinking that I had cum, but all I was doing was changing positions.

Aunt Kathy figured that out when she saw my erection still bobbing around in front of me, and when I got her onto all fours I moved in behind her and slid my cock into her from another angle.

"Omigod!" Aunt Kathy gasped as I began rocking in and out of her with my hands on her hips. "Feels even bigger now."

I couldn't cum. I figured that out around the time that Aunt Kathy was cumming again a while later. I had done such a good job of controlling myself that when I wanted to cum along with her as her fists grabbed the sheets, I couldn't.

I was on top of Aunt Kathy, my arms around her slender frame as I kneaded her breasts. In this position her buds were almost even to fill my hands and I took advantage of that to massage them while her nipples throbbed in my palms.

In and out. Fast and slow. I was like a machine, and even though I hadn't cum the sensation was exquisite. I was a man doing a man's job, and judging my the response from the woman I was making love to I was doing it like nothing she had ever experienced.

We were now both covered with sweat even though the room was far from hot. It was filled with electricity of sorts and as I began to thrust harder and faster into Aunt Kathy the way our bodies slapped together was like thunder down in that mess of a family room.

And then she was cumming again, sobbing "not again," as her pussy tried to snap my dick in two. This time she let out a sound that I was sure would have been heard if the furnace hadn't come on seconds before she let out a moan, and after writhing around beneath me her arms gave in and she collapsed, with first her face going into the bedding and then the bottom part of her falling off to the side.

There she was. Utterly destroyed in a tangled heap of mostly arms and legs, her body was limp except for an occasion shudder that went from her head to her toes. For a weird second I thought I had killed her, or maybe she had a heart attack or something. It was that thought that had me panic a bit as I tried to figure out how to explain this scene.

A dead and naked aunt covered with sweat, saliva and little bite marks - don't know what got into me there - along with what looked like a hickey that covered almost her entire right breast. That would have been tough to explain, and then there was the blood all over the sheets. My blood.

I learned that when you spend as much time on your knees making love as I had, and while there was no clock down there it had been an absurd length of time that I would never be able to replicate again. It was like I had been a machine or was in some kind of zone for a half hour or maybe even longer. I had no clue.

What I did have was a still throbbing erection and that boner was no longer a sleek ivory tube but an angry looking crimson spear. Aunt Kathy, for her part, was not dead. She was coming around and rolling onto her back, her legs splaying wide open as her equally flushed body tried to regain a normal breathing pattern.

She started to tell me how incredible I was and asking whether it was good for me too when she saw me kneeling there with my swollen cock dripping but still very aroused.

"Oh Kenny," Aunt Kathy said, looking at me like I was a god or something, which was an entirely new experience for me I can assure you. "You didn't... how..."

"Just want to make you happy," I mumbled.

"You're amazing honey but..."

Aunt Kathy then said that she was happy and hadn't been able to be happy so many times at one time in her life but now she was a little sore.

"Lay down honey," Aunt Kathy said, making a face when she saw my raw knees when I got onto my back on the bedding that was damp with our sweat. 

Aunt Kathy spread my legs and knelt between my thighs, looking up at me as her hand rolled over my balls and onto the underside of my cock before lifting the arching prong up off of my stomach to an upright position.

"I felt like a pig coming down here," Aunt Kathy said as she looked at the bead of pre-cum that had formed on the tip of my dick. "I never cheated before - not ever - even though he's had a dozen affairs at least. That's just the ones I know about. Then I realize that I was cheating all along. Cheating myself. I don't regret a second of this. In many ways this is the best night of my life and I'll always love you for it."

So with those big beautiful eyes never leaving my own she leaned down and took me into her mouth, letting her lips slide down my pulsating cock quite a ways. By the time her lips went back up to the tip I knew that having an orgasm was no longer going to be a problem.

Those eyes. The way Aunt Kathy looked at me while she sucked on my cock was just as erotic as what her lips and tongue and hands were doing to me down there. We had shared looks before but never like this, and it wasn't just because she had half of my cock down her throat. We were in love, even though it was not going to ever be what it should have been.

Aunt Kathy's mouth glided gracefully up and down almost the entire length of my manhood, letting the tip hit her throat several times without blinking. Her hand spun slowly around the stump and my balls, and when she came up for a breath a couple of times she brought both hands up to stroke my dick before going down on me again.

"Gonna cum Kathy," I remembering gasping, not adding the Aunt to her name for the first time in my life, and she seemed to nod while continuing to look at me while her mouth didn't stop.

Her image got foggy when my orgasm - an orgasm that seemed to start at my toes and travel up though my entire body - began, and after it started it seemed to last as long as it took to get there. It was like being on an out-of-control roller coaster, and thank heavens I had the presence of mind to keep as quiet as I could as I came. And came, and then came some more.

Just when I thought it was over I began to spurt again, and all the time Aunt Kathy was watching and sucking as my semen trickled out of the corners of her mouth and onto her hand and my pubic hair. When it was finally over Aunt Kathy kept me in her mouth as I went limp, gently sucking on my deflating dick like she was nursing on it.

When Aunt Kathy finally let go of my dick and slithered up to me, we hugged and kissed like lovers should. The first experience of tasting my own seed was far from unpleasant, and I think my willingness to not shy away from it made it even better for Kathy.

"I wish you didn't have to go tomorrow," she said as she tried to get my hair to stop falling in my eyes and giggling at her failed efforts. "Once I got used to this I could really - you know - get used to it. Been so long, and even when it was good it was never as good as that was."

"I can come back," I said. "It's not that long a drive, and when there's break in classes we can get to together if you want. This wasn't just me getting to fulfill a fantasy. I love you."

Part of that was a bit of a stretch because it was a long drive, and while Aunt Kathy probably thought I was just saying it I meant it and would prove it later on.

"How many girls have you been with?" Aunt Kathy asked as she looked up at the unfinished ceiling that would never get finished, while I played around the perimeter of her plump nipples on breasts that completely vanished with her on her back. "Just nosy." 

"Two girls," I admitted. "And now one woman."

"They were lucky girls," Aunt Nancy opined.

"I think they would disagree," I suggested, and when she started to brush off what she thought was false modesty I cut her off. "No, really. One time lasted 30 seconds, and the other time wasn't all that much better."

"Hard to believe after what you just did to me," Aunt Kathy said. "You know, I've only been with one man since I got engaged to Romeo upstairs. Just Art."

"One man?" I asked when I noticed the inflection on that part of the sentence.

"Yeah, I went to see a therapist a while back because I was so depressed about my marriage, and about not having kids. The next thing I know I'm being seduced by the woman," Aunt Kathy said with a shake of her head. "Lasted a couple of months too. Wasn't bad either, plus I didn't have to pay for the sessions."

"Wow," I said. "I would have loved to have seen you with another woman."

"I don't think you would have found it all that hot. She was even less attractive than I was, although at least she had boobs," Aunt Kathy cracked. "OW!"

"That's what you get from now on," I informed her after pinching her nipple as a punishment for her self-flagellation. "Every time you put yourself down."

"Okay. Anyway, what I was trying to say is that while I haven't been with anyone since Art, before I met him I went through a time when I was pretty loose, although probably not compared to today. So it isn't like I don't know good from bad. I was a girl going out with guys - older men - professors and the like. Guys that really knew what they were doing, but none of them were like you."

"Guess it was luck and practice."

"Practice?"

"Do you know how many times I played this scenario out in my mind over the years?" I asked her. "How many dozens of different scenes where I seduced you, or you seduced me? Every possible scenario and every possible dialogue. Can you imagine me hugging a pillow and humping my bed while thinking I was with you?"

"I think it's sweet, and I'm flattered," aunt Kathy replied.

"The real thing though," I continued. "Even when it was happening I thought that it couldn't be as good as it was. You couldn't be as beautiful to me as I pictured you and I couldn't actually please a woman like I wanted to. Like you deserved. But it wasn't as good as I fantasized. It was better."

Our eyes went up as a toilet flushed, and I added, "Romantic soundtrack."

"Wonder who that was?" Aunt Kathy mused, and then with the grace of a ballerina she got up from the mattress and stretched as best she could given the somewhat cramped surroundings. "I don't want to go up there to the human ashtray, but I have to."

Her long and lithe form floated over to where her

nightie and robe were, and after she picked up the nightie she started to put it on but I stopped her as I leaned on my elbow.

"Let me look at you - just for a second," I said as my eyes drank in what I considered a work of art, committing every inch of her androgynous beauty to memory. "Just in case I never get the chance again to see you like this."

"You're beautiful," I whispered in thanks.

"If anybody else ever said that, I would think that they were..." Aunt Kathy said before choking up, and after wiping her eyes with the back of her hand put on the nightie and headed towards upstairs.

"I love you honey," she said before ducking around the corner and heading back to her husband.

I rested on my back while savoring the joy of the night that had made a boy a man. I heard the bathroom being used again, picturing Aunt Kathy brushing to get my semen off her teeth and imagining her scrubbing her pussy to get the stench of sex off of her.

After the footsteps went back to her bedroom I started to think about less pleasant things. I thought of her having to climb into bed with that asshole husband and him slobbering over her and rubbing his dick against her, and it was then that I stopped fantasizing and tried to go to sleep.

***

In the following years I kept my word. Dozens of times I made the pilgrimage to see Aunt Kathy, and while the sex was never as magical as it had been that first night it was always great. I went to her house, or we met at a motel, and sometimes she came to me.

Getting seen sneaking a pretty woman old enough to be my mother into my dorm room at college was a real trip and we got a lot of laughs out of that over the years. We also came close to getting caught, not only by Uncle Art but by my Mom once as well but managed to dodge the bullet each time.

Things changed though. I think it came to a head when Uncle Art gave Aunt Kathy a present, an STD. She didn't get it from me because after she warned me I got checked and was okay, but apparently a gift given slimy old Art by one of his women. More amazing was how this guy got to get these women to begin with, and why he needed anybody with what he had already baffled me.

So they had a fight over that and then Aunt Kathy started to change. The hair under her arms went, although it was so light and sparse that you could hardly see it, but since it was Art's idea to begin with that went right away. I missed kissing it because it felt as soft as a cloud, but she loved me kissing her smooth armpits afterward anyway so it didn't matter.

The next thing was implants. Aunt Kathy got them, and while they were nothing extreme they were enough to make her feel good. I thought I had done everything I could to make her feel better about herself, but she reminded me that I wasn't around all that much.

"You don't know how it feels to be flat chested," Aunt Kathy said when she introduced me to her apple-sized new buddies. "Going into a gym or the doctor and looking like a boy."

"You never looked like a boy," I assured her, always telling her that she should have been a model, and while I loved her without the saline it didn't really bother me.

"Imagine having a tiny dick and going into a locker room," she said. "How would you feel?"

"Size doesn't really matter," I told her.

"You sound like Art," Aunt Kathy snorted. "That's what he always says. Since I've been with you - he mounts me and I can't even feel him in me."

"I don't want to think about that," I told her that day.

"You won't have to much longer," she then informed me. "I'm getting a divorce."

"You are?" I said, and when she nodded I asked, "Then can we get married?"

She looked at me like I was kidding, and after a minute I pretended like I was, but I hadn't been. As stupid and illogical as it seemed, I would have.

"That would be something. Your Mom could be my maid of honor," Aunt Kathy clucked before getting serious. "No, it's time. Beyond time. I've wasted my life and I need to make something out of what's left."

That wasn't the last time we would meet like that, but by the time I graduated from college we both knew that it was time for both of us to move on. I had dated a few girls and one of them would eventually become my wife a few years later, and the last time Aunt Kathy would make love she told me she had met someone.

"He's a nice guy," she explained. "I did a little research this time and he got burned too like it did. I think he's going to ask me to marry him soon, and if he does I think I'll say yes."

"I'm happy for you," I said, and although I really was I guess it showed that my joy wasn't like Aunt Kathy's was.

"Are you? Are you really, honey?"

"Yes," I assured her. "There's part of me that's jealous. I'm not ashamed to admit that, but I also know that there's no way we could ever be like that."

"Can you imagine you at 40 stuck with a 70 year old broad?"

"That's not it," I said, and she nodded in agreement. "It's not about age or looks or even sex any more. That's just a part of it. I just love being with you."

"Me too," Aunt Kathy said. "You know, a lot of times when I'm with Herb - that's his name - I stop and think, he's not like Kenny in that way or Kenny would have said this or done this, but then I realized it. There isn't going to be another you out there, so I guess I had to maybe lower my standards."

"I probably will too," I told her and as I looked around the motel room I suggested it would have been smarter for her to have told me this before we spent money on the room.




Thanksgiving at Aunt Kathy's



"Whoa there," Aunt Kathy said as she started unbuttoning my shirt. "I'm not engaged yet, so unless you're leaving I intend to let you have your way with me until I cry uncle."

"There's two beds too," I noted as I started tearing Kathy's clothes off. "One for sleeping..."

"And the other for messing!" she cackled as we tumbled off the bed, where we ended up copulating on the carpet before the night had barely begun.

***

My Aunt Kathy died a couple of years ago, and while the end was not unexpected it still hit me like a ton of bricks. At the services, I took a strange kind of pleasure in noticing that I wasn't the most distraught person there. That honor belonged to her husband Herb, who was obviously crushed.

Why did that please me? It surely wasn't for his pain, but it was in knowing that Kathy had found somebody that loved her and that the last 28 years of her life had been what the rest of it should have been. Kathy had loved the man and he had loved her, and when I saw them together over the years it always warmed my heart because seeing her happy was what really mattered to me.

Kathy's husband died soon after she did, which seems to happen a lot with those that love each other so much that life loses its appeal without their partner. He was a lucky man though, just like I was, because he got to be with a wonderful woman. Rest in peace Kathy.

***

Thank you for reading



Thanksgiving, Came on Thursday



Along the lower reaches of the Snohomish River lies a cluster of homes. Not even enough to call a village. 

The people living there are poor. Mostly they rely on what they can earn from the forest or the river; Salmon (in season), shell fish (in season) kelp (in season), The forest yields mushrooms and florist greens (in season).

Although not Indian, their children went to the nearby reservation as the nearest non-Indian school was fifteen miles away. When the boys were old enough, they joined the military, usually the Army.

Tom Goodnight joined the Army in 2003, right out of High School. He was sent to basic, then on to a Stryker Brigade at Fort Lewis. A year later, they deployed to Iraq. He was inside a vehicle hit by an explosive hidden in the road, suffering a concussion. Nothing more.

Three weeks later, on foot patrol, he was blown into a drainage ditch by another explosion. This time, he had more than a concussion.

He was flown to Germany, then on to Bethesda Naval Hospital in Maryland. The doctors repaired the torn arm, removed the damaged fingers.

During rehabilitation at Fort Lewis, he met Shirley. Willowy, long brown hair, delicate features. A volunteer in the ReHab unit.

She became his guide, leading him through the exercises to re-establish equilibrium. Nearby when Rehab Specialists helped him relearn the use of arm and fingers, she became his focus. She became his reason to continue.

The exercise was hard. Much worse than any PT the Army had put him through. Not physically, mentally. Every time he slacked, she leaned in,"When you're healthy, I'm going to Fuck your brains out."

Day after day, he worked, feeling strength return to his arm, dexterity to the remaining fingers.

Finally, he was told his discharge was near. When he returned to the Rehab unit the next day, there was no sign of Shirley. He asked what had happened with her, no one knew.

Sadly, he waited for the papers to be completed. Took forms where told, stood in lines as directed. 

The day of his discharge, he stood at the Main Gate, waiting for the first of several buses to take him home.

"Hey Soldier, want a ride?"

He barely lifted his head, slightly nodded as he bent to pick up his single bag.

"No, I'll get that for you. Are you ready, I promised to Fuck your brains out, remember?

With a start, his head came up. He was looking into the deepest pair of green eyes. How had he not seen them before?

"Come with me, we're going home."

Standing in her bedroom, she removed all his clothes, kissing the scars on his chest. When he was completely unclothed, she began to strip. First her blouse, button by button until the lace bra beneath was revealed. Dropping the silky material to the floor, she released the clasp at the side of her skirt. The room was silent except for their breathing and the rustle of material sliding down her legs. She stood before him, filmy lilac bra encasing conical tits, nipples hardening against the thin material, and lilac panties, wrapping over her hips, sweeping down between her legs, damply enclosing prominent lips.

She released the clasp between her breasts. Holding the cups in her hands, she slowly opened her arms. Lightly tanned, a few freckles, brown nipples standing firm to his gaze, he took her in. 

"Do you like what you see? Should I continue?"

All he could do was nod.

She moved her hands to her hips, slid fingers under waistband, "Are you paying attention? You'll have to do this soon."

Her hands slid slowly down, the panties sticking to her wet lips, then finally dropping free.

She took him by the hand, led him to the bed, laid him in the center. "Have you ever been with a woman?"

He could only shake his head.

"Then leave everything to me."

She bent to his groin, inhaling his cock, taking one, then two, then three inches of him. She rose, took a breath, then went down again, three, four, four and a half. Back up for air, then down, until her nose nestled in his pubic hair, his cock in her throat. She held him there, her tongue swabbing the underside of his cock. 

She rose once again for air, then drove down, laving his cock, then pulled up sucking the sperm from him. He came, spewing into her mouth, down her throat, around her lips, dripping down her chin.

She sat back, smiling. 

She grasped his cock stroked it twice, then lifted a leg, swung over his hips. Placing his head at her entrance, she sat upright, then let herself slide onto his cock. Only when he was fully embedded, did she look down at him. "Are you ready?"

Slowly at first, she lifted, then fell, faster and faster. Grabbing his hands, she lead them to her tits, forcing him to squeeze, harder then harder again, She began to shake, her insides clasping and quivering, her rhythm broken. Reaching down, clasping the muscles of his chest, she came. Shaking her head she growled, "Come on, Come on, Come on, Now, come with me, Now!

He came, not just sperm. Everything. Every emotion he had ever bottled up, the pain, the fear, the loneliness of his life all came out.

He was reborn.

As he returned to the present, and the woman above him, a calendar caught his eye.

Today was Thursday.